In a flash, more than half a month has passed. Fushun is in a good mood recently, and he hummed a little song in his mouth early in the morning.
"Master, apprentice, I see that you are in a good mood these days."
An Cheng was a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old eunuch who served in the apse of Jingtai Hall. He has a beautiful face and a smile on his face when he talks, which is very attractive. Of course, this is only done to His Highness or his master. When facing other people, An Cheng is very arrogant.
Fu Shun smiled and kicked him, "You kid will laugh at the master."
An Cheng was kicked and staggered, and then turned over to Fushun with a smile on his face.
"I don't think my apprentice is happy to see you, master, so I hummed a little song." An Cheng pretended to be very aggrieved, which made Fushun laugh even more.
Fu Shun glanced at An Cheng, "Why don't you know why our family is happy? Where's Your Highness?"
"His Royal Highness is having breakfast at the front hall." An Cheng laughed dryly, leaned in front of Fu Shun and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness has been silent, which is a good thing."
Mentioning this, the corners of Fushun's mouth couldn't stop rising.
"How are those little palace people lately? When our family is away, you can have someone keep an eye on me."
"An Cheng is doing things, don't worry, master, I'll have people watching."
"These little palace people are not very old, let Xiao Xiazi and the others teach them more."
"Master, don't worry about this." An Cheng knew what Fushun liked to listen to, so he picked up what he liked and said, "This time it will definitely work, you can see how long you can stay here in the past, this time it's been more than half a month. , indicating that this time it must be in line with His Highness's wishes. The master has such a good eye, he really knows how to pick people."
Fu Shun smiled, touched his smooth chin and said, "This is the best way, lest our family's heart be broken!"
An Cheng didn't answer this sentence, don't look at how he talks to his master without restraint on weekdays. But he still understands what can be said and what can't be said, and he can't accept it.
As Fushun's apprentice, everyone in King Jing's Mansion gave him a high look.
But An Cheng knew that he was a dispensable servant in King Jing's heart, different from his master Fushun. His master grew up underestimating His Royal Highness King Jing, or else any servant would dare to blatantly arrange a woman by his master's side.
Of course, whether His Highness would accept it or not, it is only Fushun who can have the courage or allow King Jing to give some face.
King Jing's timid temperament is understood by everyone in the whole house, but who would dare to give any opinion during this period, without seeing that Princess Jing, who is the concubine of His Royal Highness King Jing, does not dare to say a word in the empty room all day long.
After all, the royal family is different from other places. The majesty of the royal family cannot be violated. What the master thinks is the master's business. If a slave says one more word, it is death.
At that time, there is no need for others to speak, and his master Fushun alone will not be able to spare him.
"Our family has gone to the front hall. If it can be done this time, the benefits of your kid will be indispensable." After that, Fushun left Shi Shiran.
With a smile on his face, he kept seeing Fu Shun away, and then An Cheng straightened up.
Xiao Lizi, who had been standing aside as an invisible man, approached and said, "Brother An, don't you need to tell Grandpa Fu about those little palace servants?"
Those who have served in the temple for a long time know that Fushun arranges people in the temple. On the surface, Xiaohua and the others saw that in this hall, except for Xiaoxiazi and Xiaoqinzi who were willing to pay attention to them, the other eunuchs all had solemn expressions. In fact, I don't know how many people are staring at them secretly, and everyone knows the secret tactics of a few Xiaogong people.
"The little girls are secretly intriguing, what can I tell the master? I told it, and the master also said that I am making a fuss." An Cheng put on a teaching appearance and pointed, "Like this You don't need to bother the master and her old man for the trivial matters. Well, this person has to fight everywhere, we just need to watch."
"Yes, yes, what Brother An said makes sense."
An Cheng squinted at Xiao Lizi, this person is still too tender, I don't know if the master wants to be like this, Dou Cai is good, Dou shows that you have to be motivated, and only if you are motivated can you succeed. It is good to be able to accomplish something, and the people above have always only looked at the result and not the process and means.
King Jing could see Fushun's good mood, but he didn't show anything on the surface.
After breakfast, King Jing went to the martial arts field.
King Jing was not familiar with martial arts in the past. No one asked or taught him in the palace, but after he came to Jingzhou, he found a few martial arts masters to teach him martial arts.
Martial arts need to be practiced from an early age, so that the muscles and bones can be sharpened. King Jing started too late, and it takes a lot more effort than others, and the effect is not great.
Master Yan was specially instructing King Jing in boxing and kicking. Master Yan told King Jing many times that it was useless for him to learn boxing and kung fu at this time, but King Jing still learned from him in a straight-forward manner, and he did not fail every day.
King Jing first practiced the arrow skills, and then practiced the boxing techniques taught by Master Yan.
After practicing for an hour, he was already sweating profusely. He went to bathe and change with his expression unchanged, and then went to the storage hall in the front yard.
The Hall of Cunxin was the office of King Jing, and he usually worked here when he was not summoning officials under his rule.
In fact, it is not a big deal. After all, there is a long history department in the palace of the feudal lord, and the general public affairs are handled by the long history department. Only slightly important matters will be reported to King Jing. Of course, the official business handled by the long history department is also I want to report back to King Jing, especially because he is a very serious person.
It is because of their seriousness, coupled with their expressionless and taciturn appearance, that some of the officials of the Department of Long History, who often deal with King Jing, are under great pressure.
The immediate boss is too personal, and many subordinate officials have to run in with him.
The result of the run-in is that those who have run-in will continue to serve, and those who cannot be run-in will change positions or places. King Jing became a vassal of Jingzhou after he was crowned in his twenties. It has been five years since then. To this day, none of the subordinate officials who have dealt with him all the year round have not been run-in.
Of course, these are only the people of the Chief History Division. As for those officials under the rule, they all escaped this disaster because they were few or invisible.
Of course, there was also the person who couldn't get through, but King Jing couldn't kick him out, and that was Guan Zheng, the Zuo Changshi of the Changshi Division.
Zuo Changshi, as the highest official of the Changshi Division, could not be hired by the vassal king himself, but appointed by the imperial court. Its role is not only to assist the feudal lord in governing the fiefs, but also to form a kind of supervision.
The Department of Long History has several offices under its jurisdiction, and has a detailed division of labor. The Trial Office is responsible for judicial punishments and prisons; the Dian Restaurant is responsible for offering sacrifices to the royal palace, the guests and the king and concubine’s meals and feasts; the Dianbao Office is responsible for the seals and symbols of the palace; In the festival of grace and righteousness, the king is in charge of being kind, and he is responsible for the temple; responsible for the sacrificial music and dance, the ceremony office, responsible for the etiquette of the royal palace; the Gongzheng Institute, responsible for the repair of the palace; the good doctor office, responsible for medical and health; Guard of honor equipment; group animal husbandry office, responsible for livestock raising; guard division and ceremonial guard division yamen, responsible for the security guard of the palace and the travel of the guard of honor; library storage, warehouse storage code, responsible for the distribution and storage of Luliang; as well as companion students, professors, and gift-giving Sheren and other permanent staff of the palace.
It can be said that the Changshi Division is the largest government agency in the fiefdom of the feudal lord.
Among them, Changshi's responsibilities are to "take charge of the government's decrees, complement each other's rules and satire, and help the king's loss, lead the government officials to make sacrifices and take care of their affairs. Thank you, I will present the book of table and enlightenment, and the long history will be recorded for the king."
From this, it can be seen that the long history is a power, but it is quite large.
This is indeed the case, and the vassal kings are well aware of the role of Zuo Changshi's nails. But he had to hinder the court, and not act rashly. Among them, there are many conflicts between the feudal king and Zuo Changshi, but they are unable to do anything about each other, and even have to suppress their arrogance to maintain superficial harmony.
Of course, Zuo Changshi is not as beautiful as it looks on the surface. To put it bluntly, Zuo Changshi is going to be under the influence of the court and the king. On the one hand, he had to serve under the vassal king, and on the other hand, he had to follow the instructions of the imperial court to monitor the vassal king.
Since Guan Zheng was appointed to the post of Zuo Changshi, the chief secretary of King Jing's mansion, he was well aware of his future situation. He was also mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that the master at the top would have such a temperament.
It's not worth it for being stumped, not to mention being respectful, why is someone a noble person respecting you? Do you dare to accept others if you are respectful? There is respect... Not to mention everything else, the most troublesome thing for Guan Zheng is how to get along with Jing. Wang this man has dealt with.
King Jing never made it difficult for him, and he didn't even wear small shoes, he just didn't speak.
It is true that he does not speak. It has been four months since Guan Zheng came to King Jing's mansion, and King Jing has not spoken to him more than five words.
The key point is Guan Zheng, Zuo Changshi, can't say anything yet. What can he say? King Jing has such a personality. When he was in Beijing, he was called the 'dumb fifth prince'. Human character is like that, whether you want to talk or not is someone else's business.
This made Guan Zheng particularly annoyed, having a feeling of 'I've made all kinds of preparations, but others are too lazy to care about me'.
But thinking about the 'colleague' in Qizhou, he felt that even if King Jing was eccentric, it was not bad, at least he wouldn't whip him.
Guan Zheng is nearly forty this year, and it is not too late to be admitted to the jinshi at the age of forty. When he was in his prime, he was supposed to show great ambitions, but because he came from a poor family, he was filled with the post of Zuo Changshi of the Chief Secretary of King Jing's Mansion.
Once an official is a five-rank official, it is not low. It is still an official official of the court. It is reasonable to say that it is extremely good.
But people who know a little bit, everyone avoids the position of the feudal king and the long history of the land as a fierce tiger and a beast.
Not for anything else, but to get splinted, or else it would be impossible for Han Ding, who has no background, to turn to Guan Zheng. King Jing's place is already very good, and King Qi of Qizhou can exchange a few for Zuo Changshi a year.
King Qi had a bad temper, and he often whipped officials under his control. Whoever lets others be the favored prince of today's sages, you, a subordinate official, will suffer, even because of the power of King Qi, you would not dare to sue.
It's a common human problem, so even if Guan Zheng feels that he is very tired and troubled to deal with King Jing, he feels that he is still happy, at least better than Zuo Changshi, who was sent by King Qi. happiness.
Guan Zheng routinely finished speaking what he should report, and after a long while, King Jing waved him down, and he withdrew as if he had been granted amnesty.
Because King Jing ignored him for a long time just now, he felt resentful, and because he thought of that colleague from Qizhou, he even showed a smile after he left the temple.
That's all, he was originally a humble man, and he had no background. Although King Jing was not easy to deal with, it was not difficult to mess around here, so let's just keep messing around. Zuo Changshi's term is for three years, and he only needs to stay for more than two years before leaving.
Not long after Guan Zheng left, another person came in from outside the hall.
"Your Highness has already disclosed the situation in Qizhou to Lord Zuo Changshi according to your instructions. I don't know if we need to continue."
King Jing's eyes remained still, "Continue."
"Yes."
After waving the man down, King Jing continued to focus his eyes on the Di Bao in his hand.
Although King Qi's man was brutal, he was still somewhat useful, at least he could use it as a model to beat others.
King Jing was a simple character in his last life, and he never did this. In this life, he will watch and learn slowly. He thinks that he will not be weaker than others.
The stupid bird flies first, even if he can't fly first, he can add more weight to himself. Take your time, don't rush, there is still a long time before that day.