Early on the next morning, when the morning court had already started, the prince and the princess left the bed to freshen up and change clothes. After all, the effect of resting for nearly an hour was obvious.
Zhu Biao thought that if he decided like this in the future, both the monarch and his ministers would be safe. Otherwise, it would not be something ordinary people could bear to follow Lao Zhu's daily routine, and not everyone could be full of energy after sleeping for two or three hours. Energetic.
After a simple breakfast, Zhu Biao walked leisurely towards the Fengtian Palace. Along the way, he looked at the palace with his hands behind his hands, and the endless stream of maids and eunuchs sweeping everywhere.
With a few blasts of whips, singing and shouting, Zhu Biao knew that the courtiers had entered the Fengtian Hall, and then he stepped forward from the side hall into the main hall, with civil and military officials standing on both sides.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
Hu Weiyong led all the courtiers to bow down and salute: "I respectfully welcome His Royal Highness, Your Highness, may you be safe forever!"
Feeling the orderly and solemn atmosphere, Zhu Biao walked to the side of the dragon chair, stood still and solemnly said: "Your Majesty, please wait for me."
"promise."
Zhu Biao turned around and bowed to the dragon chair to show his respect. Then he faced the ministers who had stood up and said: "The holy emperor is on a northern tour. I have been ordered to temporarily take charge of the government affairs of the country. I hope that you and others will assist you to maintain peace and stability." The tranquility of the country, the country, the country, and the country.”
"I dare you not to die to repay the country!"
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction. Wherever he looked, there were courtiers who bowed their heads respectfully. No one dared to look at the prince. When the emperor left the capital, there was only one sun shining brightly on the capital.
In this way, all the ministries went about their business in turn, and the morning court was as usual. There was no turmoil due to the emperor's departure from the capital, and no official dared to cause trouble for the prince at this time.
Looking at it, although there are differences between closeness and distance, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty basically have the imprint of the East Palace. This is also the situation that Zhu Yuanzhang has always wanted to see. Only in this way can authority be smoothly transferred.
Although this sudden northern tour was due to factors such as the shortage of court officials, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to test the effectiveness of this plan. After all, people are prone to misfortune and good fortune, and life and death are ultimately not controlled by them. Death in the prime of life is never a big deal. A rare thing.
The morning court ended in a hurry, because too many government affairs needed to be handled at the government offices instead of being discussed in the morning court. Most things in the world were trivial matters, and matters that urgently affected the survival of the country were rare.
Zhu Biao also noticed that there were censors or officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs who frequently wanted to go out to report, but they were stopped by their colleagues. Although they did not say anything, Zhu Biao could guess what was going on.
Although it was clear, I could only pretend not to see it at this time. Officials from the prison of the Ministry of Punishment wanted to release him, but they had to wait. There was no rush at this moment.
Not only was it related to his father's face, but releasing them so quickly and urgently also proved that the court could not do without them for a moment. Wouldn't this be able to intimidate everyone and force the king to submit?
Zhu Biao had already thought that the officials imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment would not only plead guilty, but also scold Gao Qi and other so-called literati who pretended to be noble, and their grades would be reduced even after they were released from prison.
There are even some idiots who are greedy for the reputation of scholars and stubbornly think that the court will release them sooner or later. Zhu Biao wants to punish the officials in order to kill them. This may be different from what Lao Zhu thought.
Zhu Biao's basically perfect golden body may be stained with some stains, but he has long been aware of it. The reason for raising fame in the early years is that fame does have a great influence in today's era.
But if you are restricted by this reputation, how will you display your ambitions in the future? When your father is alive, your father can still bear these severe punishment orders, but after a hundred years of old Zhu, Zhu Biao will still
Who can you count on?
Thunder and rain and dew are all the kindness of the king, but thunder comes before rain and dew. Otherwise, how can a drop of rain and dew show the power of the king? In this world, there are always many people who are afraid of power but not virtuous, and few people who respect the virtuous and think of others.
Zhu Biao put his hands behind his hands and said: "In that case, please retreat from the court. I hope that the ministers and others will perform their duties. If there is anything undecided, please first ask Prime Minister Hu. If you are still undecided, go to Jinshen Hall to find me."
"No, I will send you off to Your Highness respectfully."
Zhu Biao nodded and turned around to leave. After the prince's figure had gone away, all the ministers in the palace stood up. The warriors left in groups to take care of themselves. Those who were imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice were all civil servants. They were too busy with their work to follow.
What does it have to do with us? Let's go drink.
Pingzhang Political Officer Zhao Yannian quickly walked to the front and helped Hu Weiyong, who was looking a little pale, and said sincerely: "Prime Minister Hu, please take care of yourself. The princes on the Northern Patrol are in jail, and all the ministers and subordinates are relying on you."
Hu Weiyong coughed a few times and shook his head: "The one we are relying on is His Highness the Crown Prince."
Chen Youzong on the side smiled and said: "Your Highness is wise and powerful, but the government affairs of this country are so important that we cannot do without Hu Xiang's assistance. I hope you take care of yourself."
Hu Weiyong is a few years younger than Yang Xian, but he is still in his fifties. This is a big deal in time. As the prime minister, he does not have to worry about it. He has always used decoction to cheer up his spirit.
After a few polite words, Chen Youzong led some officials away, while Hu Weiyong was surrounded by more officials and walked slowly behind. There were even officials from the Dudu Mansion and the Hanlin Academy in the Sixth Censorship Station of Zhongshu Province. It can be seen that
There are quite a few people in Hu Weiyong's group.
Chen Liang, the Right Prime Minister of Zhongshu, said: "Prime Minister Hu is overworked, and so are we. We have been working hard and sleeping for a long time, and we don't know when His Highness will release the colleagues in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs also said with a bitter look on his face: "I came back to the house at the end of the year, and the house was uneasy. How can I last long like this?"
The Minister of Punishment sighed: "I talked to His Highness yesterday, but His Highness had a cold attitude and sent me back to discuss with Prime Minister Hu. It can be seen that it is no longer possible these days."
"this……"
Hu Weiyong listened to their complaints expressionlessly, knowing in his heart that this was their demand, not only because of the heavy government affairs, but also because he wanted to take this opportunity to sell well.
"Okay, there are Dali Temple and government military guards guarding the jail of the Ministry of Punishment. We can't go and visit at will. Cheng Kang, please go and persuade me carefully. Those who should plead guilty or plead guilty should do so as soon as possible. We are all ministers.
, there’s nothing you can’t do about bowing to your father.”
Chen Mingjie, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, responded: "In reply to the Prime Minister's words, I went to persuade him yesterday. Of course, there is nothing that can't be wiped out, but there are a few shameless ones who clamor for innocence and go to jail. Why plead guilty? They have to wait for the Holy Spirit.
Only after pardoning Wei Guan, Gao Qi and others, and resuming the imperial examination to obtain scholars will they be willing to come out."
Hu Weiyong's beard trembled slightly and he wanted to curse, but he still endured it. He just frowned and said: "Then leave them alone, collect the others and present them to His Highness in public tomorrow morning."
The newly appointed censor Zhongcheng Tujie followed Hu Weiyong to the left and said: "It's true that the imperial court is short of officials. What is needed is dozens or hundreds of people. Even if there is such a gap, the government will not be running smoothly if we work harder. What a joke."
I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out of my stubborn temper.”
The left minister of the Military Punishment sneered: "Is it true that Your Highness, the Crown Prince, will not kill anyone? His Royal Highness's kindness is comparable to that of His Majesty. In recent years, His Highness has drawn many people to death. Their corpses are more than enough to fill four or five prisons of the Criminal Department."
The Minister of War immediately reprimanded him sternly: "Be careful what you say! Are you allowed to speak about His Royal Highness?"
The son and son-in-law of the left minister of the Ministry of War are also imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Although they are taken care of by the jailers of the Ministry of Punishment, it is a prison that never sees the light of day. I heard that his son is not getting well after getting sick. I am afraid that the root cause of the disease is at stake.
The group of people walked slowly, but they still wandered out of Chengtianmen. After the officials from various ministries saluted Hu Weiyong, they returned to the government offices. They had a lot of government affairs.
Hu Weiyong led a group of Zhongshu Province's confidants back to his official office. Inside, there were already servants of the Hu family waiting for them, heating soup and medicine on the stove.
Chen Liang, the right minister of Zhongshu, took the decoction and ordered: "Go to the door and watch. I will discuss important matters with the Prime Minister."
The servant glanced at Hu Weiyong and hurriedly agreed, then opened the door and went out to take a look. Chen Liang felt the temperature of the soup and handed it to Hu Weiyong: "The good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. Prime Minister, please take it while it's hot."