Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Ma Wensheng felt wronged.

When I am a dignified Minister of the Ministry of War, when will I have to make compromises with a servant of the Ministry of Households.

But he also knew that if he couldn't get the money and food now, it would be over.

If you want to get money and food, you have to go to the Ministry of Accounts.

Sue impeachment?

hehe……

Even if His Majesty makes an order, if the Ministry of Households is determined not to give money and food, the Ministry of Households will give it to Shizhong.

Regardless of the humble official position in the matter of the Ministry of Household Affairs, it has the power to refute the imperial edict.

What does this mean? People think that the imperial decree is unreasonable and reject it.

Next, there will definitely be wrangling, and the cabinet will inevitably organize large and small discussions. In the end, it will even be discussed in the court meeting. Once this matter becomes big, there is no way to end it.

In the end, if the money and food were not available, there would have to be a commotion. You must know that in order to raise money and food during the trip to the West, how many people in the imperial court hated the Ministry of War.

He can only be wronged, now let alone the servant of the household department, even if he is a member of the household department, he has to keep a smile on his face, so as not to offend others to death.

Who is to blame?

It's not that it's because the Ministry of War didn't live up to expectations. Before that, the three treasure eunuchs burned all the papers. It's also strange. When they first transcribed, they were full of mistakes.

When he heard that there was a performance in Ningbo Mansion, he ignored it, but continued to look at Zhang Yan with a smile: "Zhang Shilang..."

"Ma Butang should read the report first, after all, business matters."

It doesn't matter if there is a report in Ningbo Mansion, at most, it's just how many fish have been caught.

Now Ma Wensheng has no interest in fish, he wants money and food.

He said awkwardly: "This...you can talk about it later, let's talk first."

"Don't dare to delay the official duties of the Mabutang." Zhang Yan did his part. Before he came, he knew that the Ministry of Households would never give a grain of food. The people in the Ministry are headed by Li Dongyang, a cabinet scholar.

Ma Wensheng was full of anger in his heart, but he had nothing to say, so he said to the scribe, "Bring me the report to the old man to have a look."

After getting the report, Ma Wensheng was ready to read it.

Zhang Yan got up, ready to leave, it's meaningless to stay here, if you keep pestering him like this, it will only make you unhappy in the end.

Ma Wensheng tried to stop him, but at this moment, the report had already been opened, and he lowered his head subconsciously.

Then...he saw the name that he had been dreaming of - Wang Bushi, the scum of the world.

In this world, no one cares more about the scum of the world than Ma Wensheng.

Ma Wensheng's heart felt as if he had been stabbed by a sword. The sword pierced through his heart, and his body trembled.

Then, his eyes widened.

The king of scum in the world is not an official... is back...

God...they're back.

That Xu Jing has arrived in Ningbo, and will soon arrive in Tianjin and the capital.

Not only that... According to the people in the boat, they crossed the Western Ocean together, and even reached Mugudushu.

The bones are bundled...

Ma Wensheng's pupils contracted.

He couldn't be more familiar with this place.

This is the end point of the seven voyages to the west, and it is the farthest place that Ming has reached after going all the way west.

In other words... the scum of the world is not an official, and he directly completed a feat after the Sanbao eunuch's seven voyages to the West.

Ma Wensheng trembled.

He felt dizzy.

Happiness comes too fast.

If this route has been opened, it means that along this route, Daming's fleet will be able to reach a place farther than wooden bones. The next voyage, with the experience and verification of this time, will be continue west...

call……

Ma Wensheng's face turned red.

Xu Jing...Xu Jing...this little editor...he actually...

The report in his hand fell.

Ma Wensheng touched his heart subconsciously.

My heart felt a little cramped.

He made an uhhhhhhhhhh sound.

At this time, Zhang Yan had already turned around. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked at Ma Wensheng. His heart skipped a beat, thinking what was wrong with Ma Gong.

But only at this moment, Zhang Yan sneered in his heart, this must be pretending, relying on this, can he get money and food? If I fall into this trap, I won't be able to take a step towards Li Gong. He hastened his pace and headed for the threshold.

Ma Wensheng breathed heavily, holding the copybook with his hand, he was even thinking, maybe... this old man... is going to die today.

But... there is no regret in death.

After suffering so much bird anger, in the past two years, it was people or ghosts who scolded me, those damned Hanlin, those damned censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, those birdmen from the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry.

This breath, the old man swallowed for two years.

Now, the heavens are pitiful, the heavens are pitiful!

The fortune teller was right, the fortune has come.

His eyebrows twitched suddenly.

I felt the pain in my heart eased a little.

immediately.

His face was grim.

Don't you like plausible words?

Don't you like to yell?

Don't forget, I, Ma Wensheng, have always been known as the gentleman of the Hongzhi Dynasty.

Do you know how this gentleman earned his name?

Snapped!

Ma Wensheng made the case.

Sonic boom rubble!

Zhang Yan almost stepped out of the threshold.

Frightened by this sound, he almost staggered.

Zhang Yan was a little angry. He looked back and looked at Ma Wensheng fiercely. You, Ma Butang, are really shameless for asking for money and food. ?

But Ma Wensheng shouted sharply: "Zhang Yan, come back."

Calling him by his first name is not polite at all.

What Zhang Shilang, this department respects you, that's why it's called that, if you don't respect you, what are you.

Zhang Yan was furious at this sentence, but Ma Wensheng was a higher rank than him, so he had to obediently turn around and bow, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know what Ma Butang has to say."

"You are so brave!"

Zhang Yan's heart skipped a beat: "Ma Butang, this is..."

"You are a new servant, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of this old man. Did the Ministry let you go?"

"..."

Ma Wensheng plausibly said: "Go to the front of the main hall."

"This……"

Zhang Yan was a little panicked.

"Come on!" Ma Wensheng sternly said: "Leave this gate to the main hall to guard it. If there is no order from the main hall, whoever dares to step over this threshold will be killed!"

Soybean-like cold sweat flowed from Zhang Yan's forehead, and he wiped the sweat subconsciously.

Outside, there were guards who had received orders from the ministry long ago, and a crowd of people surrounded the gate to make it impossible to get through.

"Ma... Ma Gong... I..."

Ma Wensheng looked at him ferociously: "I can't afford to be Mr. Ma. Also, you are a subordinate official. Do you have the right to call me in front of the main hall?"

"Mabutang, the next official is a cabinet scholar..."

"It's useless even if your majesty is here. Even if you sue before the imperial court, the main hall still has one sentence. The household department does not give food, and the main hall Ma Wensheng writes the three characters upside down."

"..."

Zhang Yan was ashamed, he thought for a while, decided to sit down, and slowly reasoned with Ma Wensheng, who suddenly went crazy, but just as his butt touched the chair, Ma Wensheng said sharply, "Did the hall let you sit?"

"..." Zhang Yan bent over, not sitting, not sitting.

Ma Wensheng sneered, picked up the memorial from the copybook, threw it directly in front of Zhang Yan, and said, "If you can read, you can read it yourself."

Snapped……

Zoushu smashed Zhang Yan's face directly, Zhang Yan suffered from pain, and his heart became ruthless, Ma Wensheng, you are deceiving people too much, and even use your official position to suppress me, okay, can you get a grain of food...

As he spoke, he opened the report, and then... he froze.

silence.

An awkward silence.

The king of scum in the world is not an official... He has returned.

He was silent and said nothing.

Ma Wensheng said sharply: "The voyage to the Western Seas is a national policy, which was agreed upon by His Majesty and all the officials. Now, the voyage to the Western Seas is imminent. The Ministry of War is ready for everything. It only owes the east wind. How dare your Ministry of Finance dare to drop the chain at this time?" No money or food? Okay, then don’t give it, don’t give it a grain of money or a penny, don’t give it to Li Dongyang, or you, Zhang Yan, to bear the grievous crime?”

"me……"

"You are a subordinate!"

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yan shrank suddenly: "The lower official thinks that since... this... this... can be discussed."

"Discuss?" Ma Wensheng smiled, squinting at him: "You are a mere servant, and you are also worthy of discussing with the main hall. What are you?"

"I'm a thing... No, I'm not a thing, I'm an official... I'm an official... Hey... This... Why is Ma Butang so aggressive!"

Ma Wensheng had a lot of leisure time, thinking back then, when his precious sword was coming, it was really a sunny day, and he would spray whoever he caught. For more than two years, the years were unfavorable, and he almost lost his old skills. He sneered: "Honbutang is aggressive, why?"

"..."

"Honbutang, can't you be aggressive towards something like you who doesn't know the upper and lower ranks?"

"This……"

"You, a little servant, dare to interfere with the matter of voyages to the West? Is it against you?"

"No, no, never dare." Zhang Yan suddenly realized that this Ma Wensheng was simply the ancestor of the Qingliuguan, and he could put on all kinds of hats.

"Then what are you doing here? Go back and tell Li Dongyang that one grain of rice and one penny are missing for the money and food that the headquarters needs. This account has to be settled! If the military and state affairs are ruined, the headquarters will first impeach Li Dongyang." , and then participate in impeaching you shameless thing, if you are capable, you don't want to give this money!"

With that said, he calmed down, sat down, and took a sip of tea.

comfortable.

It's been a while since I've been so comfortable.

I, Ma Wensheng, also have today...

Then, he got up and looked at Zhang Yan whose expression was changing.

Walking slowly, he reached in front of Zhang Yan, and then stretched out his hand. Zhang Yan was startled, and hurriedly raised his hand to protect his face, while saying, "Hey, Ma Gong, you can't hit people."

When he regained his strength, he found that Ma Wensheng had actually picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the ground, and calmly said, "I'm picking things up here, you idiot."

"..."

After Ma Wensheng picked up the memorial, he patted the dust on it carefully, calmed down, and stuffed it into his sleeve like a baby bump.

In the middle of the night, with his hands behind his back indifferently, he walked towards the outside of the door and ordered: "Prepare the sedan chair and enter the palace!"

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