The summons in the Imperial Palace went smoothly. Countless people came to the Empress Dowager's summons with joy.
Many people even brought their daughters of the right age to the palace. After all, there was a golden bachelor in the palace.
Although the Emperor was only 10 years old this year, he was not young anymore. In another three or four years, he should get married.
Halfway through the banquet, Wu Qingbo's Mansion took out a mirror. It was not a round mirror, but a full-body mirror.
It was made of the same yellow rosewood frame. The round frame was very beautifully carved. It was obviously the work of a skilled craftsman.
The moment the mirror appeared, it naturally attracted the attention of the women present. It became famous in the capital within a day.
Wu Qingbo's mirror shop opened the next day. The full-body mirror cost 800 taels of silver. It was so expensive that it made people's teeth hurt.
However, the skill of carving the yellow rosewood frame was not bad for rich people.
As for the more expensive custom-made carvings, the starting price was 1,000 taels of silver. The price varied according to the difficulty of the carving.
The full-body mirror cost 300 taels of silver. The makeup mirror the size of a plate cost 100 taels of silver. They were all high-quality yellow rosewood frames.
Of course, there were also other wood frames and even gold and silver frames. The prices varied, but they were all very popular.
Glass teacups and wine utensils also sold well. Although they were not as expensive as the recent mirrors, these things were very popular!
For a time, the whole capital was talking about the glass. Everyone knew that Wu Qingbo made a lot of money this time.
Zhu Yijun casually flipped through the account book in front of him and then put it aside. With the sale of the mirrors, the little eunuchs that Zhu Yijun trained were also put to use.
Some of them were sent to the glass workshop, while the others were sent to the glass shop.
The account book was sent by San Dezi. He felt quite threatened now. He was worried that he would be blackmailed all the time, so he rushed to show off in all kinds of ways.
"Put the money in the Imperial Plantation!"
Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "I will ask Dongchang to send people to guard it. There are imperial guards on the periphery, so it should be very safe."
He had a lot of things to do after he took office, but he couldn't do anything without money. Counting on the money after Zhang Juzheng's reform? Forget it!
Even after Zhang Juzheng's reforms, Zhu Yijun was not interested. It was too little.
Zhu Yijun believed that with his means, he would definitely be able to save a large sum of money before Zhang Juzheng died.
For example, for the glass industry this time, he would only provide the technology, and the workshop would be handled by Wu Qingbo, and he would get 50% of the profits.
Zhu Yijun believed that there would be more in the future. After all, this was just one business. He could still start other businesses!
"Yes, Your Majesty!" San De Zi nodded. "I will definitely do it well."
Zhu Yijun nodded and looked at the sky outside. "Go back!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked to the back. There was still morning court session tomorrow, so Zhu Yijun planned to sleep early. Recently, there were undercurrents surging outside!
Although it looked very peaceful on the surface, Zhang Juzheng released the news that he was going to test the officials.
However, everyone didn't know how to do it, but they were still anxious. Everyone knew that Zhang Juzheng wanted to clean up the court, and now it seemed that it was time.
Originally, after the court situation was stabilized, it should have been carried out, but who would have thought that there would be an assassination case and Feng Bao's assassination, and everything was delayed.
The next morning, after Zhu Yijun woke up, he was still a little sleepy. It was said that the emperor of the Daming Dynasty was unwilling to go to morning court session because it was too early.
At this time, Zhu Yijun admired his ancestor even more, which was the founding emperor of the Daming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang.
This emperor insisted on going to morning court session for his whole life, and he was especially hardworking. His descendants were getting worse with each generation.
However, waking up so early really tested one's perseverance. No wonder Qian Zai would write such a poem.
The four drums beat, and the court session at the Meridian Gate is still too late.
When will I enjoy the happiness of the countryside, and sleep until the human world is cooked?
During the morning court session, Zhu Yijun sat quietly. Basically, the morning court session was just a formality.
As for this kind of morning court session, Zhu Yijun really wasn't interested. He didn't have the final say in anything.
The current operation of the Daming Dynasty session was like this. After the memorials were sent to the cabinet, Zhang Juzheng was responsible for drafting them and sending them to the Ministry of Rites for stamping.
His mother trusted Zhang Juzheng very much. Basically, nothing that he drafted would be changed, and Zhang Hong would directly approve it, which meant stamping the imperial seal.
Just like that, an imperial edict was formed.
Basically, the content of the imperial edict was what Zhang Juzheng had drafted, and the morning court session was just listening to it.
"Your Majesty, this official, Zhang Che, is impeaching the Duke of Guizhou, Mu Chaobi!"
Before Zhu Yijun could regain his senses, someone had already stood up. This matter wasn't small, directly impeaching the Duke of Guizhou, Mu Chaobi.
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Che, then looked at Zhang Juzheng. Master Zhang, aren't we playing a little too big?
Even if you want to deal with some officials to establish your might, you don't need to directly make a move on the Duke of Guizhou, right?
Yunnan's Mu Family was basically the local emperor of Yunnan. He wasn't in the capital, so what was the point of competing with him?
When Zhang Juzheng saw Zhu Yijun looking at him, he didn't have any expression on his face, but he was extremely angry in his heart. What was this Zhang Che trying to do?
For no reason, Zhang Juzheng wouldn't provoke the Duke of Guizhou. If he really did that, then things would be troublesome.
Although the Honours didn't have much power, they weren't to be trifled with!
Especially the local Honours, they were definitely big trees with deep roots.
This was even more so for the Duke of Guizhou. The Yunnan troops were basically in his hands, and it would be troublesome to touch him!
"This subject impeaches the Duke of Guizhou for being disrespectful to his mother and sister-in-law, seizing his brother's land, hiding the criminal Jiang Xu, and using the Military Mobilization Talisman to send people to attack the capital." Zhang Che didn't care what others thought. He knelt on the ground and held the memorial with both hands as he spoke loudly.
Zhu Yijun frowned when he heard this. Disrespectful to his mother and sister-in-law wasn't something that could be beaten up randomly. This was unfilial.
Hiding a criminal and using the Army Mobilization Talisman to besiege the capital was an act of treachery, a grave crime.
Disloyal and unfilial. Zhu Yijun frowned when he heard this. Although the censors were usually spouting nonsense, this time, it sounded like it was the case.
After all, this memorial seemed to be true and could be investigated. If it was fake, then it would be slander.
But when he thought of the rumors, Zhu Yijun frowned. This system had to be changed, and a disciplinary department had to be set up.
It couldn't be just based on rumors. It would save the censors from shooting their mouths and saying that they didn't have to take responsibility.
"Everyone, what do you think of your memorial?" Zhu Yijun swept his gaze across the hall and asked.