West Garden, Wanshou Palace.

Jiajing, who was wearing a blue robe, was meditating cross-legged, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood around his nose, which kept his spirits good. It's just that his eyes fell on the two books on the ground, but there was a hint of boredom on his face.

One is the recital of Yin Lin Haoran of Shuntian Mansion, asking the imperial court to stop compiling; One is the new household secretary Wu Shan's recital, asking the Chongwenmen Propaganda Division to restore the commercial tax money.

This dynasty had opened a copper mine in Yunnan to mint money, but it cost a lot, and the harvest was little, so when the governor of Yunnan Wang Yu and the governor Wang Zhen asked the court to strike the minting.

At this point, the imperial court was no longer keen on old money because it no longer issued new money. Due to the "depreciation" of copper coins, the officials and the Chongwenmen Propaganda Division required the use of silver to collect commercial taxes, which hindered the old money of the people.

After Wu Shan took office as the head of the household department, he noticed this problem related to people's livelihood, so Shangshu asked the imperial court to order the Chongwenmen Xuanshui Department of Commercial Tax to resume collecting copper coins.

It's just that whether it is Lin Haoran's request to stop the compilation, or Wu Shan, the head of the household department, asking the imperial court to collect copper coins again, this is not a strategy to make money, but to "lose money" for the imperial court.

He could ignore Lin Haoran's recital, but in the face of the first request of the new Hubu Shangshu, it made him feel a slight headache.

He hesitated for a while when choosing who to serve as the head of the household, but in the end he did not choose the "well-behaved and sensible" Yan Ne, but chose the virtuous and prestigious Wu Shan.

Jiajing sighed softly, already regretting that he had chosen the wrong Hubu Shangshu, and suddenly asked outside: "Elder Yan Ge, what do you think of Wu Shan's recital?" ”

cough cough cough ......

Yan Song and Xu Jie, who were wearing python robes, had been summoned to the Wanshou Palace, and they were staying outside at the moment, but a coughing sound came.

Yan Song was sitting on an embroidery pier, covering his mouth with a handkerchief, and his throat was coughing fiercely. But I didn't know whether it was spitting or blood, and the voice finally stopped with relief.

While some people are troubled by their youth, there are others who are worried about old age. Yan Song, who is eighty-three this year, has old age spots on his face, his cloudy eyes are bloodshot from coughing, and the whole person is only like bones.

If he was lying on the ground and still at this moment, I am afraid that no one would treat him as a living person, and Yan Song gave people the feeling that he could suddenly die at any time.

"Elder Yan Ge, the emperor asked you! Q: What do you think? Huang Jin waited next to the red-painted pillar tied with the curtain, and watched Yan Song cough indifferently, and couldn't help but remind.

Yan Song heard that it was the emperor's question, but his buttocks slipped, and he knelt on the ground as neatly as a teenager, and soon asked Huang Jindao blankly: "What do you think?" ”

Huang Jin seemed to be deliberately delaying time, first turned his head and glanced at Jiajing carefully, and then reminded: "Wu Shangshu's recital, the emperor asks what you think!" ”

Jiajing sat quietly on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, but he heard all this in his ears. For Yan Song's growing age, he already has a clearer understanding.

Once upon a time, he wanted Yan Song, a courtier who was good at figuring out his thoughts, to stay in the position of the first assistant, even if Yan Song died in the position of the first assistant.

"The old minister has been sick recently, and his brain is stupid, please let the old minister go back and think about it carefully, and then give the emperor a reply!" Yan Song bowed his head to the ground and immediately pleaded.

This procrastination trick is already Yan Song's most commonly used technique recently. Whenever he encounters something difficult to choose, he adopts this set of statements, as if he does not seek merit but no fault.

Jiajing's face sank, but he said coldly: "Are you going back to discuss with Yan Shifan?" ”

After hearing this name, Xu Jie's eyes couldn't help but flash a stern look, but he secretly turned his head to look at Yan Song, wanting to see how Yan Song would respond.

"Old minister, thank the emperor for his compassion!"

Yan Song didn't know whether he didn't hear clearly, or pretended to be confused, so he respectfully thanked him.

Hey?

Xu Jie and Huang Jin couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Yan Song on the ground in surprise, but they didn't understand whether he was really confused or fake, and they didn't answer the emperor's words.

But I have to admit that this trick still has some effect.

Jiajing was actually dissatisfied in his heart, and hoped that Yan Song would relieve him immediately, instead of delaying a trivial matter for a long time. But looking at Yan Song's respectful and grateful appearance, the resentment in his heart disappeared without a trace.

He sighed lightly and asked Xu Jie, "Elder Xu Ge, what do you think should be?" ”

But I don't know when he started, he preferred to ask Xu Jie, rather than Yan Song, who was already deaf and blind. Although Yan Song is still as loyal as ever, he can't help him share political affairs well.

Xu Jie first coughed lightly, and then arched his hand in response: "Qi Qi Sheng, the money law is related to the country!" The minister thinks that he should listen to Wu Shangshu's words and order the Chongwenmen Revenue Department to recover the copper coins to prevent the money law from being corrupted! ”

"Money law is about the country!" Jiajing's eyes immediately lit up slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction at this argument and repeated.

Although he was eager to increase the financial income of the imperial court, he was not without a long-term vision, and he already agreed with Xu Jie's views. After making up his mind, he handed the copy to Huang Jin, and ordered directly to Xu Jie: "You go back to the ticket!" ”

As soon as this statement came out, the plan was passed. It's just that the work that has always been handed over to Yan Song in the past has now fallen to Xu Jie.

"Ahem! Obey the order! Xu Jie couldn't help but cough twice, and immediately gave a salute.

Jiajing looked at Xu Jie's coughing twice in a row, and immediately asked with concern, "Elder Xu Ge, are you also sick?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the minister should be fine, this morning is fine, but I don't know...... Ahem, please forgive the emperor! Xu Jie's throat couldn't help coughing as he spoke, and he immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Huang Jin was about to hand over the note to Xu Jie, but he suddenly took a small step back, and looked at Yan Song who was coughing with a handkerchief with a wary face.

Xu Jie's coughing stopped, but Yan Song's coughing continued, until he coughed out a mouthful of bloodshot thick phlegm, and then he sighed lightly with relief.

Although Yan Song quickly hid the thick phlegm in the handkerchief, the two little eunuchs glanced at each other and took a small step back in cooperation.

Yan Song didn't seem to care at first, but after looking at the actions of the people around him, he looked up at Yan Song thoughtfully, and said lightly: "You all stand down!" ”

"The old minister retires, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Yan Song heard it clearly this time, and said respectfully.

Xu Jie took the copy handed over by Huang Jin, also saluted in a proper manner, and then left behind Yan Song.

Jiajing turned his head to look at Yan Song's aged back, his eyes looked very complicated.

If Yan Song's body was as healthy as before, he naturally hoped that Yan Song would always vote for him, but now he is really a little frighteningly old.

"Master, does Elder Yan Ge have any serious disease? Could Elder Xu Ge be infected by him? As soon as Yan Song and Xu Jie left, Huang Jin said worriedly.

Jiajing glared at Huang Jin, so frightened that Huang Jin hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but what he heard was: "You let the imperial doctor give Yan Ge Lao and Xu Ge Lao a good diagnosis!" ”