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Chapter 32 You Are My Minister

Wen Tiren is a very careful person who never charges black money. In this way, he is a genuine honest official.

But this is actually a means of warming Tiren, a means of climbing up.

Wen Tiren had many methods in history, such as not participating in party struggles and becoming an isolated minister.

Yes, this guy is still a lonely man.

Three years before Chongzhen, this guy regarded himself as an isolated minister.

How did he operate?

He deliberately showed that he was not with any party because he knew that what Chongzhen hated most in history was party struggles, and the emperor had a mental cleanliness. If he was an isolated minister, he would easily get the emperor's recognition.

These are the points that he established his image very well in the mind of Emperor Chongzhen.

After this guy became the chief minister, he did nothing and only speculated about Chongzhen's intentions. Almost every memorial was very suitable for Chongzhen's wishes.

This is also the reason why Chongzhen changed more than fifty prime ministers in one day, and Wen Tiren was able to be the prime minister for eight years.

However, he is not so lucky now.

Want to play with the lonely minister? Want to pretend to be pitiful?

You can pull it down!

You should be honest as a knife in my hand and ask me to make money, otherwise I will send you on the way!

Wen Tiren was crawling there at this time. After a very short thought, he decided to plead guilty.

Such things are easy to check.

Quirking is useless.

He believes that this kind of thing is actually not serious, because many officials in the court have the habit of visiting brothels. Is this more serious than accepting bribes?

He still had hope in his heart that the emperor would not have to mess with a minister because of this little thing.

However, Chongzhen's next sentence made Wen Tiren feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Mr. Wen, you are so brave. You are shameless. I want shameless, and the court wants shameless."

The emperor's tone was very plain, but this dullness brought a sense of self-righteousness, which made Wen Tiren feel as if there was a mountain pressing down.

"Your Majesty, I know my mistake, I..."

"Since you have confessed yourself, come and go out."

Wen Tiren suddenly raised his head, his face full of surprise.

What's going on?

Just this matter, what are you going to do, Emperor?

Those who came in were Cao Huachun and the factory guards.

He dragged Wen Tiren out directly, without giving him any face.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Wen Tiren wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he couldn't make any arguments.

He looked at the emperor who was writing seriously at the desk in shock, and his brain couldn't turn for a moment because it was completely beyond his expectations.

Where did Wen Tiren be dragged?

Where else can it be?

In the prison of Dongchang!

Wen Tiren was still confused after being thrown in.

What is the situation?

Why did you come here by yourself?

He remembered the two marquises and a father-in-law who were killed before.

Didn’t he also be thrown into Dongchang Prison?

Thinking of this, he shivered. Could it be that the emperor would have to kill himself because of this?

After thinking about it, it seems that it shouldn't be.

Three days later, Chongzhen went to the prison in Dongchang.

Wen Tiren was already as handsome as a dish at this time, and he could not tell that he was the former minister.

What did he experience in these three days?

The factory guards did not slap him, and did not intimidate him, and they did not even interrogate him.

The factory guards only did one thing, a bowl of rice soup every day, and then gave nothing to eat.

Before it was over, Cao Huachun sat opposite Wen Tiren and ate chicken legs, meat, and various delicacies, so he let Wen Tiren watch in prison.

People are iron rice and steel, and they are hungry even if they don’t eat for a meal.

Is this what people do?

Not only did he not give Wen Tiren anything to eat, Cao Huachun also deliberately teased Wen Tiren when eating those delicacies, like a bitch seducing a man.

That way, you can say that you are as cheap as you are.

Cao Huachun didn't want to do it either, but the emperor gave the order, so he had to do it.

So, when Chongzhen arrived in prison, Lord Wen was about to go crazy.

"Since your Majesty!"

Chongzhen said in confusion: "Huh? Lord Wen doesn't seem to have a good expression?"

Cao Huachun said aside: "Your Majesty, Lord Wen has no food, he only drinks one bowl of rice soup every day."

"oh."

Chongzhen seemed to have not heard it, and the factory guards on the side brought a table of delicious food and placed it in front of Chongzhen.

Chongzhen took a duck leg and ate it: "Well, it's not bad, is this roast duck from Bianyifang?"

"Yes, the emperor, I bought it specially."

This Bianqifang has a long history.

The delicacy of roast duck was Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite. The most famous roast duck at that time was Nanjing.

After Zhu Di became emperor, he moved north to the capital and brought a group of roast duck masters to Beijing.

This Bianyifang became famous during the Jiajing period and was a famous delicacy in Beijing.

In Chongzhen's previous life, it should be said that Zhang Chen had eaten roast duck from Bianqifang when he went to Beijing in the 21st century.

Chongzhen said: "It's not bad."

The familiar taste has not changed for hundreds of years. It's so rare!

Chongzhen glanced at Wen Tiren and said, "Mr. Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Tiren's face twitched a few times, and there were tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I am guilty."

"Well, so what?"

"I have reflected on it here these three days."

"Then what?"

"I should not keep brothel women, which insults the dignity of the court."

Chongzhen didn't speak and continued to eat duck legs.

Wen Tiren hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something else to do."

Chongzhen ate with relish and hummed three words from his nose: "What's the matter?"

"I think the royal family will harm the country and should be punished severely!"

Three days!

I drank rice soup for three days, a bowl of it a day, and then I had nothing left!

The most tricky thing is that Cao Huachun, a little bitch, beats him up and eats chicken legs in front of him every day!

Who can stand this?

In this atmosphere, Wen Tiren finally realized the emperor's painstaking efforts for him.

It turns out that the fucking emperor wants to build a royal family by himself!

He remembered the chat with the emperor that day.

Chongzhen then put down the duck legs. Cao Huachun handed over the golden silk handkerchief. Chongzhen slowly wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and Cao Huachun handed over another cup of tea.

Chongzhen took a few sips of tea before he slowly said, "Speak."

"Your Majesty, the royal family has many vicious habits in the local area, which has caused public resentment. I suggest that the court investigate it strictly."

"Oh, who will check?"

"I am willing to share your worries for Your Majesty."

"Then, how do you think we should check it?"

"Investigate one by one, thoroughly investigate! Never tolerate it!"

Chongzhen then stood up and said to Cao Huachun: "What are you doing? Lord Wen is so hungry. He sent all the food in the table."

Cao Huachun hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it's my fault. Come and send it to Lord Wen."
Chapter completed!
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