Wang Fu finally fell asleep. This was the first night he fell asleep in the Ming Dynasty. In his sleep, Wang Fu seemed very uneasy. As soon as he fell asleep, all kinds of dreams came. Sometimes he dreamed that he did not have a car accident and still returned to the 21st century to work in the office building where he had just interviewed him, living a leisurely white-collar life. Sometimes he dreamed that he led the army to fight with the Qing Tartars. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of thousands of troops were gone.

Go forward and kill the Tartars army so hard that they urinated. After a while, they dreamed that countless beauties were surrounding him with loose clothes and untied their belts, calling the emperor to favor him. Just as he was about to step forward, countless beauties suddenly turned into the image of Qing soldiers on TV, holding various weapons, and rushed towards him fiercely, as if they were about to chop him into meat paste. Wang Fu ran away, but he couldn't run fast, and he saw the sword of the Qing soldiers falling on him.

"Ah." Wang Fu woke up with a scream, feeling cold sweat all over his body, and he didn't know if it was because the weather was hot or he was scared in his sleep.

"The emperor is awake." Several eunuchs heard Wang Fu's shouting and hurriedly walked in from outside, standing on both sides with their hands hanging down.

“What time is it now?”

"Your Majesty, it's the middle of the hour of Mao. Should you sleep for a while?"

The middle of Mao hour is equivalent to six o'clock in the morning. It is summer, the day is long and the night is short, and the sky is already bright. Wang Fu shook his head and got up from the bed. Several palace maids quickly brought clean water, silk scarves, green salt and other scrub supplies.

After a little washing up, Wang Fu changed into a casual dress and came to the back garden. He jogged slowly under the surprised eyes of a group of palace maids and eunuchs.

"What is the emperor doing?"

"have no idea."

...

After running for only a few dozen meters, Wang Fu was already panting. This body was too fat. He was thin in his previous life and had laughed at some obese people. Only now did he realize the pain of fat people. He was unable to move, and even if he wanted to escape, he was not easy to escape. Wang Fu felt hatred. Even if he could not reduce his figure in his previous life, he would have to reduce at least dozens of kilograms of meat.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters... Wang Fu stopped, sweating all over his body, and gasping as if he was breathing like a cow. Although he wanted to run a little longer, his legs were like lead, and he could no longer move his steps.

"You dead people, hurry up and hand the water to the emperor." Tian Cheng came over halfway through Wang Fu. He also didn't know why Wang Fu had to get up early in the morning to run. When he was the prince of Fu, the emperor would have to use a sedan if he had a little longer road. Even when he escaped from Luoyang, he would have taken a car all the way and never walked. From yesterday, the emperor seemed to have changed someone, and everything was different from before. Could it be that the emperor was really replaced? Thinking of this, Tian Cheng secretly said to himself that he was guilty, and he was thinking about something. He had been with the emperor for about thirty years. How could the emperor be replaced?

Take the scarf from the eunuch and wipe off his head of sweat. But just after I wiped it clean, new sweat flowed out again. It was not until six times that the sweat gradually decreased. Wang Fu looked at the distance behind him, not knowing whether he had run three hundred meters or not. He smiled bitterly in his heart. His health is really bad now.

After gasping for a long time, Wang Fu felt his body recovering slowly. He asked Tian Cheng: "How long will it take to go to the morning court?"

"Early court? Didn't the emperor say that there is no need for morning court? If there is any matter, the minister will just submit a memorial or go to the palace to report to the emperor." Tian Cheng said in confusion.

"Oh, I forgot for a moment." After thinking about it, Wang Fu said: "Transfer my will and start to resume morning court tomorrow. The time will be set at three hours of the year, and the turn will be off every five days."

During the Chongzhen period, it was almost a day of morning court, and the morning court time began from the Mao hour. Not only did the emperor work hard, but all officials worked hard, but their effectiveness was low, and state affairs were gradually declining. In fact, Wang Fu did not think that it was necessary to go to the morning court every day. Many things could not be discussed clearly in the hall of hundreds of people. It would be better to summon the main ministers to discuss on a small scale. Jiajing and Wanli did not attend the court for decades, and they still firmly held power in their hands.

However, whether the morning court or not is one of the criteria for all ministers to judge whether the emperor is diligent, and whether the emperor is diligent is the criteria for judging whether the emperor is wise. Hongguang abolished the morning court shortly after he ascended the throne, which undoubtedly disappointed some upright ministers. Fortunately, Wang Fuda could turn his image in the minds of the ministers.

It is certainly impossible to make Wang Fu go to court before dawn every day, just like Chongzhen. It is just right to postpone the time until three hours of Chen and one day off for five days. It is the morning court system of the Han and Tang dynasties, and it can also block the mouths of most officials.

All of this, Wang Fu just wanted to give himself more opportunities to escape. A year would soon pass. If he had been mediocre like Hongguang in history, even if he wanted to escape overseas, no one would follow him.

Wang Fu said, the eunuchs in the palace were about to run away. There were hundreds of officials qualified to attend morning court in the capital. They had to convey the emperor's decree one by one. Fortunately, although the emperor did not attend morning court, all the yamen had to work, and many officials were concentrated in various yamen to save some distance.

After passing the order, Tian Cheng ran to Wang Fu again. He was an old man from the Fu Palace. After entering the palace, he naturally became the emperor's confidant and became the eunuch second only to the former eunuch Lu Jiude, the former leader of Nanjing. In terms of his closeness to the emperor, he was still above Lu Jiude, but he did not dare to slacken at all. There were too many people looking at his position.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do today?" Tian Cheng asked carefully.

"Tian Cheng, I ask you, how much money does my inner treasury have?"

Tian Cheng was shocked when he heard this. The emperor wasn't going to check the accounts, but fortunately he took over the inner treasury and did not have much embezzlement: "Return to the emperor, the inner treasury has more than 2.35 million taels of silver, 110,000 gold, 200,000 Songjiang cotton, and 130,000 silks of various colors."

With so much money, it should be possible to do a lot of things. Wang Fu thought while listening, but Tian Cheng kept chattering: "The emperor, Yang Hong, Zhang Guowei and others are too outrageous. The inner treasury is just so much money. They still want to make a decision. If it weren't for the slaves who were guarding it tightly, most of these silver would have been moved to the Ministry of Revenue. They didn't think about it. The palace in Nanjing has long been disrepaired and has no money. Where does the emperor live? Tens of thousands of people in the palace eat? I remember that when I was in Luoyang, there was more than that little money at home."

"Well, okay, stop the palace you built first. I have a lot of money."

"Your Majesty, how can this be done?" Tian Cheng looked at Wang Fu in confusion. Although Nanjing has always been a capital, the palace has been repaired and the palace has been repaired, but it has been ruined for more than 200 years. When they first entered Nanjing, many palaces were simply unacceptable. The emperor and his group had to rely on the help of the ministers' house. Although the main palaces have been repaired and the Fengtian Gate and Cixi Palace are being built, the buildings such as the Fengtian Gate and Cixi Palace have just begun.

What are you doing when you build a palace? Is it for Manchu? Wang Fu thought to himself: "Just do it like that."

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