August 17, Jiazi.
On the day of Longevity Festival.
When he went to the imperial gate, all the officials in auspicious attire performed five bows and three kowtows, but before they reached the level of great auspiciousness, all other rituals were abandoned.
The imperial scholar Lu Tiaoyang was sent to offer sacrifices to his ancestor Confucius, and Duke Ding Xu Wenbi and others were sent to offer sacrifices to Jiuling and various gardens.
With the holy longevity, he bestowed upon his assistant ministers Zhang Juzheng, sixty taels of Gaoyi silver, and a pair of Chaoluo bull python robes each; his assistant minister Lu Tiaoyang, Wang Chong, forty taels of ancient silver, and a Chaoluo Xianhe robe each;
Twenty taels of silver, a second-grade chest and back robe; Chen Jingbang and other four members each received fifteen taels of silver, and a fifth-grade robe.
North Korea's official envoys sent their congratulations on the Longevity Festival and ordered Ma Ziqiang, Minister of Rites, to entertain him.
The emperor's birthday is very simple - offering sacrifices, bowing down and giving out red envelopes.
Less than an hour after the ceremony, all the officials were sent back to their posts to do their own business.
No way, I'm busy.
Since Kao Cheng Fa started liquidation at the beginning of the month, Yousi has been extremely busy.
Well, it has nothing to do with the number of officials who have resigned. This group of people don't do much work in the first place.
The main reason is that the workload is huge.
In the past, the Beijing inspection was conducted once every three years. Even if it was just a face-saving effort, it would take a long time and would only start in half a year.
Now that we are really serious about it, we have to re-pay performance to the officials before winter, and we also have to kill a group of people to scare the monkeys. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so naturally we are busy without even touching the ground.
The six departments, the civil service department, and the threshold have all been trampled down.
If you are busy below, there is no reason for you to be idle above.
After accepting the congratulations from hundreds of officials at Huangjimen, Zhu Yijun declined Empress Dowager Li's proposal to celebrate her birthday by having a family banquet. He simply ate a bowl of birthday noodles sent by the two palaces, then went into the Chengguang Hall to start today's meeting with courtiers and officials.
Play right.
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Inside Chengguang Hall.
Zheng Zongxue, a member of Zhongshushe, simply wrote down in the daily note: "On that day, Gao Yi, the great scholar, played in Chengguang Hall. He listened with his head arched, his eyes unfocused, his voice clear and clear, and his demeanor graceful."
Then he put away his pen and ink, and followed the ministers to pretend to be deaf and blind.
No one even looked at the emperor and his assistant, who looked unhappy.
Cisuke stood at the foot of the imperial steps with his hands tied, looking rather embarrassed.
The emperor's face was expressionless as he sat on the throne and cast his gaze at Gaoyi.
"Sir is indeed a good teacher, and all he teaches are good disciples." Zhu Yijun said in a bad tone.
Of course, this is not a boast, but a reference to Li Zaiting.
Gao Yi naturally heard that the emperor was a little annoyed, and couldn't help secretly making trouble.
He had just opened the memorandum handed over by Zhang Hong, and had not thought about how to say it, so he could only say respectfully: "Your Majesty is enlightened and gifted by nature. I don't dare to take credit for it."
Gao Yi pretended not to hear the emperor's dissatisfaction and praised the emperor as a good disciple.
In fact, he was trying to free up time to consider his response and intercede for Li Zaiting.
Zhu Yijun glanced at Gao Yi speechlessly.
He simply put aside all the weirdness and said straight to the point: "What do you think, sir, of Li Zaiting's request for a release?"
That’s right, Li Zaiting doesn’t want to be a Yan Song in the center, so he actually asked for a place outside!
But give him the patience!
When Zhu Yijun saw this memorial, his first reaction was that he had gone on a business trip to Huguang and had lost his ideals and beliefs and was about to run away.
Fortunately, when I looked back, I realized that this was not the case.
Li Zaiting first sorted out the case in Huguang, and then pointed out that there might be something fishy between Feng Shiyu and King Wugang.
Then he said that there were omissions in the previous work and misled His Majesty, which might lead to the culprit being at large and not being able to pay homage to Zhang Chucheng's spirit in heaven.
We will have to get to the bottom of it in the future, and it will only harm the situation in Huguang.
Afraid of the inconvenience of communication between the two places and the lack of time to correct the omissions in the memorial, the central government made a wrong judgment and awarded the King of Wugang.
For this reason, when the situation is unavoidable, he may refute the imperial edict and make his own decisions.
In addition to begging the emperor for forgiveness, he is also willing to take responsibility for this. Please exempt all officials and give him a position in the matter, and decentralize him to a lower level so that he can gain experience.
Gao Yi did not immediately answer the emperor's question, but quickly scanned Li Zaiting's memorial.
"I have made mistakes in my duties, and I have mistakenly learned from the Holy Spirit, which may lead to the culprit slipping through the net, and Fuke Zhaoxue will be under the nine springs of Chucheng."
"After this case, we will have to trace the origin of the matter...rely on the power when the matter is urgent, or be granted a title and return the sound, and act arbitrarily...begging to dismiss the officials and give them the positions in the affairs, demote to the local area, so that they can be tempered, and re-establish the state
Ministry, I would like to express my gratitude.”
After watching the end, Gao Yi felt his molars aching.
He understands his disciple, so he can't say anything else. Just that sentence of "Feng Huan Lun Yin", he is probably already prepared to do so!
Counting time, I’m afraid it has already happened!
It's a good thing that I didn't get dizzy and knew how to ventilate in advance. Otherwise, if I unexpectedly received the news that the imperial edict was rejected, I would have committed a big taboo!
Nowadays, the attitude is lowered, and good and bad can be manipulated.
The emperor was not too angry.
Otherwise, the emperor would not have directly mentioned the sentence of "Feng Huan Lun Yin", but instead asked him what he thought of Li Zaiting's request for a place outside the court.
Since the Holy Family has not been cut off, it is easier to intercede.
Gao Yi pondered for a long time, and finally saluted and replied: "Your Majesty, since Li Zaiting admits that he has failed in his duties, he will not be merciful!"
"He should be demoted to a second level and transferred to a foreign position."
All the officials and subjects are in charge, and he is an official of the seventh grade.
If you really want to be demoted to the second level of external transfer, you won't even be able to be a county magistrate, that is, a county magistrate. It can be said that you are demoted to grandma's house.
Zhu Yijun curled his lips.
Forget it if you beg for mercy, just say no properly, and try to persuade someone with your own mind.
When he was demoted to Shizhong Feng Shiyu, he still had to be promoted openly and secretly, from the seventh rank to the fourth rank.
Nowadays, as a teacher, you want to get Li Zaiting to the eighth level as soon as you get started. Who else can be as ruthless as you?
When Zhu Yijun thought of this, he suddenly got angry and pretended to say: "Sir, you are mature and prudent."
"Then he will be demoted to Litang Xuanfu Division."
Gao Yi choked.
Immediately I realized that the emperor was playing tricks.
He quickly bowed down to apologize, with a wry smile on his old face: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Yijun snorted, waved his hands, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know that Li Zaiting wrote a letter to Mr. Li, after all, where will he be transferred?"
He could somewhat understand Li Zaiting's thoughts.
In fact, as far as Li Zaiting's so-called career mistakes were concerned, or that he really wanted to refute the imperial edict, as long as the clan trip to Huguang was completed, there was really no crime to be committed.
The former is caused by the inconvenience of communication between the two places, and the latter is the responsibility of the person in the matter. Although it is not in compliance with regulations, at least there is an explanation.
Who made him personally promise to act cheaply?
At that time, Li Zaiting would be shameless and throw a pestle at the temple when he was facing the emperor, and follow Hai Rui to receive the reward. How could he be guilty?
On the contrary, now, he not only took the initiative to submit a request to be transferred to another position, but also wrote to Gaoyi to ask him to come forward to negotiate an agreement.
I'm afraid this is a unique way to share your worries.
First, refuting the imperial edict would ultimately undermine the authority of the central government. In order to avoid making a bad start, others following his example followed suit, so Li Zaiting took the initiative to be punished and asked to be demoted.
This in itself was a way to reduce the pressure on the emperor, and the attitude was not bad.
Both of them are responding to the emperor's cultivation.
All other pleas for punishment and begging for relegation are empty words, but the sentence "with hard work, we can revive the state" is what he says from the bottom of his heart.
The so-called prime minister must be from the state department, and the fierce general must be from the army.
Li Zaiting is determined.
Reviving the state ministry is a clear expression of his ambition to join the cabinet! It is also a response to the emperor's high hopes!
You must know that for those who are not editors of the Hanlin Academy and come from a commonplace background, it is almost as difficult as climbing to the top of the cabinet - seniority is inevitable everywhere.
Xia Yan back then was counted as one, and Wang Chonggu was counted as one now. They were both entered by "ordinary Jinshi".
The former relied on the support of the Holy Family - Xia Yan's seventh-grade official department was all given to him, and he reached the position of six ministers in just one year, and was called a favorite by his colleagues.
The latter relied on outstanding meritorious service - the meritorious services were brought to the temple, and the merits of Yin Zhoujing were not just words. When Wang Chonggu entered the cabinet, his colleagues were all convinced.
Now, like Xia Yan, Li Zaiting had already surrendered before the emperor ascended the throne, and now even the same officials were given a position in the matter.
Everyone in the court agreed that this person was going to follow Xia Yan's path, and they already called him Yan Song's second favorite.
It's just that even Zhu Yijun didn't expect that this guy would now invite others to leave and promised to re-establish the state department.
This self-awareness of self-discipline is also rare.
Regarding this, Zhu Yijun said that he was also angry.
A subordinate makes his own decision and is prepared to refute the leader's reputation. This kind of thing is disgusting to anyone who encounters it.
What's more, he is the so-called second Yan Song. If he suddenly becomes disobedient, he who is the superior will instinctively feel a little uncomfortable.
But there is also a sense of appreciation in it.
Li Zaiting, Shen Shixing, Zhang Juzheng, Gao Yi, after all, these people are not puppets on strings, and they can be manipulated by him just by labeling them loyal and patriotic.
Now, it is certainly better to seek self-improvement without losing ideals and beliefs than to stay in the center all the time.
At least it is in line with the values ​​cultivated by cadres Zhu Yijun.
He is still young, but Zhang Juzheng has a limited life span. He can certainly see the growth of a backbone official generation, and he is certainly happy to see it.
You can't just sit back and wait for this group of people who have withstood the test of history to slowly wither and then die out, right?
So Zhu Yijun didn't argue with Gao Yi, he just let out a joke and immediately relaxed.
When Gao Yi saw this, he couldn't help but secretly praise the Holy Lord.
When it comes to refuting an imperial edict, the late Emperor would have been so uncontested that he would have been frustrated for several days before giving up.
Today, I didn't have any temper at all and immediately relaxed.
Tolerance for the sake of the country is really not just talk.
Thinking of this, Gao Yi couldn't help but show a kind smile, looked at the emperor and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, in January, the central government issued an edict to Fujian to rebuild Quanzhou City Boti Jusi."
"In March, there was still no action."
"In April, another edict was issued to urge him, and he promoted Wan Siqian, the Right Chief Envoy of Guangxi, to the Left Chief Envoy of Fujian, to promote reconstruction."
"June is the time for restoration."
"In July, the Fujian Taoist Censor reported again, saying that there was a government office in Shibo Sikong, and all the internal organs were empty."
"Immediately, Wan Siqian, the envoy to the left of Fujian Province, felt unaccustomed to the situation and requested to be transferred."
"Yuan Fu has agreed to the draft and sent it to the two palaces."
Zhu Yijun never asked about the memorials sent by the cabinet to the two palaces.
I just heard about this incident today.
He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
What Gao Yi said was Quanzhou, Fujian, but he thought it was Xi'an, Shaanxi.
Emperor Sejong dismissed Fujian Shibo and promoted the government with just one sentence, and now he wants to rebuild it, which has been going on for half a year.
Still acclimated?
Wan Siqian knows how to speak.
Anyway, Zhu Yijun can also understand Wan Siqian. When his colleague named Lu parachuted into the place, he was framed by his superiors and his qualifications for fishing in Xiyuan were all lost.
But if Wan Siqian is to be transferred, someone will naturally need to fill the gap, and the Municipal Shipping Department will also need someone to continue building it.
Gaoyi's meaning is very obvious, that is, Li Zaiting plans to relieve the emperor's worries and challenge the gentry and rural party in Fujian.
It seems that Li Zaiting still has some eyesight.
Zhu Yijun naturally had no reason to disapprove this.
He nodded happily and looked at Gao Yi: "Then let Li Zaiting be promoted to the capital and participate in politics in Fujian, and he will be promoted to chief envoy before the end of the year."
This means directly wiping out the achievements of Huguang and his party and no longer rewarding them.
In all cases, he was generally promoted to the rank of Shaoqing of Taipu Temple or Taichang Temple internally, and was transferred to participate in political affairs externally. The latter was generally demoted.
Gao Yi quickly saluted: "Your Majesty, the Holy Ming Wu Guo."
Zhu Yijun snorted angrily: "I have something to say first. Quanzhou Shipping Department is very important. If he can't suppress Fujian, don't ask for forgiveness. He can become an official."
Zhu Heng, Minister of Industry, has been building the ship for a year. It will take about another year and a half before it is ready.
With hardware, the supporting software certainly cannot be delayed for too long.
Gao Yi said nothing and bowed again.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing else to do and excused himself - after getting busy, the little emperor no longer had time to see off the ministers in person, and Shen Shixing was still waiting to report on the matter of passing the law test.
Gao Yi stood up and was about to say goodbye when he seemed to think of something again and stopped talking.
"Sir, if you have any troubles, it doesn't matter."
The emperor tried to persuade him, but Gao Yi naturally said it was okay. He slowly said: "Your Majesty, summer floods and autumn floods are coming one after another. There are disasters in the dams and ditches of the Huang, Huai, and canals."
"Especially after Governor Yin went to Jining Yanzheng Yamen, he wrote letters all day mentioning the flood situation of the river works and begging for investigation of the river works and dredging for water transportation."
"Your Majesty, what I want to ask is, can the position of Prime Minister Hecao be restored to the position of Right Capital Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and Left Minister of the Ministry of Industry?"
Zhu Yijun looked at Gao Yi in confusion.
This series of positions, in short, is in charge of inland rivers.
At the same time, it is not a permanent installation and is generally only filled when the river channel needs to be straightened out.
For example, in the autumn of the fourth year of Longqing's reign, after the Yellow River burst its embankments, people temporarily repaired the embankments. Once the embankments were repaired, they were evacuated.
Therefore, there is no such thing as "restoration".
Gaoyi's restoration definitely does not refer to the official position, but to covertly reviving the intention of the former Prime Minister of Hecao.
He remembered that he seemed to be Pan Jixun?
Zhu Yijun frowned and asked curiously: "This is a business matter. Why do you say it alone, sir, and just go to the two palaces to vote?"
The so-called business affairs are the daily operations of the central government, which Zhu Yijun has always trusted to leave to the cabinet.
There was nothing difficult about it, and he usually didn't bother with it.
After hearing this, Gao Yi looked a little embarrassed. After a while, he hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, in the forty-fourth year of Jiajing, the Yellow River burst its banks. The master of the Pan River restored the old channel, and the master of Zhu Shangshu opened a new river."
"In the fifth year of Longqing, Zhu Shangshu also impeached Pan Hecao..."
Zhu Yijun exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.
Gao Yi thought of using Pan Jixun, but considering Zhu Heng's objection, he asked about his attitude - after all, Zhu Heng was favored by the Holy Spirit.
Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment, unable to make up his mind for a while.
This kind of thinking is directly related to technocrats. Because of the differences and contradictions in the concept of the plan, it is difficult to reconcile.
After thinking for a long time, Zhu Yijun finally made up his mind: "Then let's revive Pan Jixun. Mr. Zhu Shangshu might as well give him some comfort."
Who couldn't get away from Zhu Heng? He had to build ships, get salt stamps, and he also had to worry about firearms.
For river management that requires on-site work, Pan Jixun can only do it.
Gao Yi got the letter and immediately knew what to do. He quickly expressed his position: "The virtuous elder Zhu Shangshu should consider state affairs."
This time he saw the emperor and said nothing.
Gao Yi respectfully withdrew.
After a long while, Zhu Yijun looked at Gao Yi's leaving figure and sighed: "Everyone can tolerate each other for the sake of the country."
Zhu Yijun shook his head.
Then he beckoned for people to come in to apply, and called Zhang Hong to come closer.
Zhu Yijun lay back on the chair and took advantage of this gap to close his eyes and rest his mind: "Tell me about the results of the examinations of the bureau chiefs in the needlework bureau."
Zhang Hong lowered his eyebrows and walked behind the emperor.
Put your hands on the emperor's temples and rub them gently.
He reported softly: "Your Majesty, during this year..."
Zhu Yijun was still listening carefully at first, but then he felt that the sound was getting blurry and he could not hear it clearly.
Wait until Shen Shixing is invited into Chengguang Hall.
Then he saw Zhang Hong put his finger to his lips. Shen Shixing took a closer look and saw that the emperor had fallen asleep.
He quickly lowered his head, followed Zhang Hong, and slowly retreated to the side hall to wait.
In the entire Chengguang Hall, the only sound left was Zhu Yijun's slight breathing.
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The sixth day of September, white dew.
In the golden autumn of September, the climate gradually becomes cooler.
Because of Li Zaiting's interference, the Huguang matter was left unresolved, and the officialdom and clan were extremely anxious.
All the vassals, officials, etc. presented the memorials one after another.
Or it is said, "When I entered Chu and paid a visit to the mausoleum, I heard that Pian killed various clans. At that time, there was an earthquake in the ancestral mausoleum. There were earthquakes in Wuchang, Hanyang, Jingzhou, and De'an on the same day for several days and nights."
Or it may be said, "After the killing, every family's stove and pot had seal characters written on them, and old and young were shocked to pass them on."
Or it may be said, "If you raise troops to arrest them personally, you are afraid that they will not be killed; if you use your words to plot rebellion, you will be afraid that they will not be killed."
They all prayed with their hearts out, "I only hope that the Emperor will show mercy to the dead and care about the living, and open a way for the living to make up for the injustice of the dead."
All in all, just don't get involved anymore.
Under this anxious situation, the central government's second edict was finally delivered to Huguang as scheduled, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief after the imperial envoy's seal was received.
It's a pity that Li Zaiting's resistance to the edict did not cause any waves in the Central Committee - it is reasonable to say that Zheng Zongxue, a member of Zhongshushe, accidentally made a typo when drafting the edict and was dismissed in the matter.
Fortunately, he finally thought of it and relegated him to that ungrateful place in Fujian.
It can be regarded as a sigh of relief.
Outside the governor's office, Liang Menglong listened to the angel reciting the imperial edict in a cadence, and glanced at Li Zaiting without leaving any trace.
Seeing his calm demeanor, I couldn't help but admire him.
Being noble, being an official, and being open to the outside world are not just based on rank.
Now that Li is being exposed in the court, he still looks calm. It's hard not to admire this grace.
Of course, he frequently looked at Li Zaiting, and more importantly, he was afraid that he would cause some trouble or something would happen again.
The angel continued to praise the several imperial envoys for their hard work and the full implementation of Wu Jinghe's plan to deal with the clan.
Everyone was surprised after hearing this.
When they saw the ministers and officials from the clan's mansion and household department accompanying him, everyone knew that they were here to receive the clan property.
Then the angel said again.
The emperor listened to the opinions of the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Punishment, the Dali Temple and other ministries, and reduced punishments to each vassal as appropriate.
Only the relatives of King Min, King Wugang, and King Dong'an were sent to Fengyang to be imprisoned under the high wall.
The king of Wugang and the king of Dong'an sent them to the capital, and after they comforted the ancestral temple, they announced the canonical punishment.
As for the few posthumous sons of Chu Zong.
The central government was furious and ordered a thorough investigation to ensure that there was no chance of tainting the blood of the Tian family.
Until there is a definite conclusion and clear evidence, the Tongshan Prince's Palace and the Zongren Palace are temporarily in charge of the Chu vassal.
As for how to check and what is considered as conclusive evidence, it is not clear.
Anyway, before that, the position of the King of Chu was vacant - after all, he might still be of the blood of the King of Chu, so he couldn't just change his lineage.
Anyone with a discerning eye can understand what this means.
This case of pretending to be the king of Chu cannot be concluded until the Chu vassal is eliminated. I am afraid there will be no king of Chu in the future.
At this point, King Min destroyed the country by treason, and his family members were sent to Fengyang Gaoqiang to confiscate the family property.
Jing Fan and Ji Fan judged him guilty, demoted him to a higher rank, and confiscated the family property.
King Wugang and King Kan of Dong'an of the Chu vassal were sent to the capital, and their families were sent to Fengyang Gaoqiang to confiscate the family property.
This round of vassal reduction finally came to an end when Liang Menglong respectfully accepted the imperial edict.
From now on, it depends on how to reform the system.
Everyone saw the officials from the inner court, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Households gearing up and salivating, and they couldn't help but shake their heads.
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On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the Double Ninth Festival, the great emperor sacrificed himself.
Pedestrians come and go on the Pier Road, not to mention greeting each other and saying goodbye.
The four imperial envoys came to Huguang neatly, but when they returned and boarded the ship, they all went their own way.
Zhu Xizhong passed away in Zhongdao and was buried early.
Wu Jinghe would stay in Huguang, watch the clan mansions, count the properties of each feudal clan, and then leave for a few days in the evening.
Li Zaiting was going to Fujian to take up his post, and he had already left several days in advance by taking the land route.
Hai Rui was on the deck, leaning on the railing and looking at the Yangtze River. He didn't look back and said, "Why doesn't Councilor Feng go overland with Li Fantai?"
Feng Shiyu submitted his invitation to become an official last month, and the emperor approved his request.
Logically speaking, this time to Suzhou Prefecture, we can follow the boat or take the official road, it's not too far anyway.
Besides, Feng Shiyu suffered from seasickness, so logically he should go overland with his classmates.
Feng Shiyu was silent for a moment, and said with a complex expression: "Your Majesty's grace, although you have allowed me to become an official, you have also given me a mansion in Babao Mountain to cultivate myself. It is only convenient for me and Yushi Hai to return to the capital."
Although Li Zaiting covered him up a little to preserve his official reputation, he would definitely not hide it from the emperor.
The emperor didn't grant him a mansion, he clearly asked him to guard Zhang Chucheng's funeral.
Thinking of this, Feng Shiyu sighed: "So, Li Fantai and I are on different paths."
Hai Rui took a deep look at Feng Shiyu, nodded, said no more, and turned to leave.
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During the festival of missing family members, it is easiest to miss relatives and friends.
Wu Jinghe stood by the window, stunned.
After a while, a gust of wind blew by, and he coughed lightly.
When the old servant heard this, he quickly took a piece of clothing and put it on Wu Jinghe.
"Prince-in-law, it's getting cold in late autumn, so you should pay attention to your breath."
Wu Jinghe wrapped the clothes around his neck and said in confusion: "Yin, you and I have been masters and servants for many years. It has been difficult for you these years."
The old servant was slightly moved, turned his face away and whispered: "My lord, you have broken this old servant."
Wu Jinghe looked up at the sky and said sadly: "My brother died young and my wife died early."
"After I established myself, I didn't make any new friends, nor did I have any younger nephews."
"I can only pity my parents and my friends who are familiar with me, and they continue to grow old and die."
"For most of my life, all I can remember are farewells and regrets."
"Yin, now it's finally time for you to say goodbye to me."
The old servant turned around, tears streaming down his face.
He supported Wu Jinghe and choked with sobs: "Prince-in-law..."
Wu Jinghe interrupted the old servant.
With yearning and a smile on his face: "This is a good thing, there is nothing to cry about."
"Since Your Majesty said that I can enter my wife's tomb at any time, I don't want to wait any longer."
"Otherwise, I will definitely not be able to help but take a look at her bones."
"I'm used to seeing her eighteen or nineteen years old, so I'm definitely not used to it."
After saying that, he took the pill in his hand, closed his eyes quietly, and said no more words.
The old servant looked at Wu Jing and Qingsi Muxue with tears streaming down his face. Their faces, which were plump just a few days ago, were already full of ravines.
The prince-consort who had served for many years was no longer heard from.
He gently helped Wu Jinghe to the chair.
He took a few steps back, kowtowed repeatedly, and fell to the ground.
After a while, the old servant wiped his tears and opened the door.
He shouted outside: "The Prince Consort has passed away! The Prince Consort has passed away!"
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There are many ways to miss your loved ones. In addition to Wu Jinghe’s passionate emotions, there is also Zhu Shitai’s idleness.
Zhu Shitai was rubbing a dice in his hand, listening to the storytelling in the restaurant while listening to the movements at the table behind him.
He had only one chopstick and no chopsticks to pick up food in his mouth. Occasionally, he would say one or two words of exclamation: "It's okay to arrange Taizu, but it's still so miserable?"
"Why should we preserve the history of Emperor Taizu being a beggar?"
"They also beg on the streets and beg for food in temples. It's really not beautifying at all!"
The casual drinking buddy at the same table said disdainfully: "Do you know what heroic spirit is!?"
"Still beautifying it? It's just this kind of opening that can show Emperor Taizu's extraordinary destiny!"
Zhu Shitai curled his lips and nodded reluctantly.
He didn't bother to argue, and just focused on eavesdropping on the table behind him.
But having said that, although he doesn't understand much about this, the more miserable Emperor Taizu's experience sounds, the more people look forward to the follow-up.
One of the drinking friends couldn't help but muttered: "I don't know who wrote this "Heroes of the Yuan and Ming Dynasties", the updates are so slow, it is simply unworthy of a human being!"
Several drinking buddies at the same table nodded in agreement.
Zhu Shitai suddenly grinned: "I heard that it was written by the guy who wrote Jin Ping Mei. With this effort, writing pornographic books is still enjoyable."
Several drinking buddies snorted in unison.
"You're just bragging about what you've heard and heard. You're just a ranger, what do you know?"
"That's right, do you know which big shot wrote Jin Ping Mei?"
Zhu Shitai smiled and said nothing.
He turned the dice in his hand and rolled out a two. After drinking a glass of wine, he reached out to pour another glass of wine.
Immediately, one of his drinking buddies scolded him: "You guys, you secretly drank one more glass! I'll buy you the next pot of wine!"
Zhu Shitai held his head high and said: "My father gave me this weird idea. Even if the King of Heaven is here today, I have to drink two drinks."
After that, he took the wine bottle by force and poured himself another glass of wine.
But I just took a sip and poured it all on the ground.
Everyone angrily scolded him for wasting his wealth.
Another round of bragging and fighting.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhu Shitai was already slightly tipsy. The table behind him had had enough, so he stood up and left.
The drinking companion was still trying to persuade him to stay: "It's still early, where are you going!"
Zhu Shitai laughed: "No more drinking, no more, I will go to the palace to meet the saint tomorrow!"
There was another burst of boos.
Zhu Shitai staggered out of the restaurant, and in an instant, the servants on the left and right came to greet him.
Zhu Shitai's expression immediately regained consciousness.
His eyes were stern and he murmured to himself: "It is really lawless. In broad daylight, someone actually arranged for His Majesty to be a slave to your mother. I am really impatient to live."
"The table behind me was all secretly tied up by me."
After saying that, he got into the sedan chair.
He frowned, but he was thinking about who was so bold as to orchestrate such a thing.
Does Your Majesty know?
Zhu Shitai was a little upset. He threw the dice polished by Zhu Xizhong's phalanges into the air again and murmured: "Old man, give me an idea."
(Volume 2, end)
This chapter has a lot of words and took a long time to write.
Chapter completed!