Moreover, from Zhou Xin's words during the imperial trial that day, it seemed that Zhu Jiu intended to make an exchange with him on the condition of Jianwen. This made Zhu Di particularly angry. The reason why he tolerated and protected Jin Yiwei was simply because they were loyal. If
The Jin Yiwei also dared to deceive themselves. Wouldn't it be a joke that he protected them?
Thinking of this, Zhu Di asked the eunuch Huang Yan on duty to see Zhou Xin and asked him to write a confession and explain in detail his contact with Jin Yiwei. At this time, seeing Huang Yan coming in, Zhou Xin asked: "Have you been there?
Imprisoned?"
"Yes." Huang Yan replied respectfully: "Tell Zhou Xin everything the emperor said, and I will go back to get the confession in three days."
"Yes." Zhu Di nodded slowly and said, "I heard that the subordinate who went to Beijing with him is running around begging for him?"
"Yes, the people in Zhenfusi said that he seems to be called Wang Xian." Huang Yan felt a little thump in his heart. He didn't understand how the emperor even knew such a trivial matter. He said softly: "A low-ranking official with a scholarly background, not a low-ranking official.
You should judge your own abilities. Such trivial matters will not be reported to the Emperor."
"Does a fly fly shake a big tree? This person is quite brave," Zhu Di said calmly: "Tell Ji Gang not to embarrass him."
"Yes." Huang Yan responded hurriedly.
Even the emperor knew about Wang Xian's troubles, and the commotion was naturally loud enough. Not only did he go to the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate to file a complaint, he also wanted to beat the drum of Dengwen... It's just that Zhu Di was not as close to the masses as his father.
A Dengwen Drum Courtyard was built outside the drum, and was guarded by guards in royal robes. If you wanted to file a complaint, you had to first report it to the censor of the Dengwen Drum Courtyard. If the censor refused to accept the complaint, you could go in and play the drum.
The censor guarding the drum accepted Wang Xian's complaint, and Wang Xian himself had no chance to play the drum. However, the censor did not lie to him. As expected, he submitted Wang Xian's complaint to the emperor. Only then did Zhu Di know that he was such a famous person.
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Zhu Di's question made Wang Xian famous. All the princes and officials in the capital knew that there was such a person who complained about the grievances of his old boss. No matter what stance they took, people were amazed by the courage of this unworthy official.
Dare to challenge Jin Yiwei
What surprised the princes and officials even more was that the Jin Yiwei had no reaction at all. How could this be the King of Hell who was determined to retaliate?
"You are famous now." Zhu Zhanji came back from outside excitedly and said to Wang Xian: "Many of them want to meet you."
"Are you looking at monkeys?" Wang Xian said with a self-deprecating smile: "I'm just curious to see what this guy who overestimates his abilities looks like."
"I thought so too, so I answered it for you." Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "But there is someone you need to meet."
"who?"
"My father."
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see me?" Wang Xian was slightly surprised, but then he thought about it, and for the Crown Prince who always acted cautiously, this was the meaning of the question.
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Don't be nervous, my father is very kind." He acted vigorously and pulled Wang Xian away.
"At least wait until I change into official uniform." Wang Xian said with a wry smile.
"No, just follow me in." Zhu Zhanji said nonchalantly. He regarded Wang Xian as one of his own.
"Okay then." Wang Xian followed Zhu Zhanji straight into the prince's study. After entering, Zhu Zhanji saluted the prince, "Father, he is Wang Xian
Wang Xian did not dare to neglect and hurriedly paid homage.
"Haha, get up, don't be polite." The gentle voice sounded, making people feel like taking a hot bath.
After Wang Xian thanked him, he stood up, and the prince offered him a seat. He also asked someone to bring him sour plum soup, just like entertaining his son to a friend at home, making people feel no pressure at all. Then he thought that the other person was a real person in the Ming Dynasty.
Among thousands of people, it is inevitable that the heart will be overflowing with gratitude.
The prince asked about Wang Xian's family situation and his studies. When he learned that Wang Xian had just passed the scholar examination, he blamed his son for not being sensible. How could he interrupt his studies?
Wang Xian hurriedly explained the situation at that time. Taisun transferred him to the capital in order to save him.
"At such a young age, you actually played tricks with the Emperor's grandfather," the prince scolded his son like an ordinary father: "If your Emperor's grandfather finds out, he will beat your ass."
"Hey, if father didn't tell me, how would the emperor know?" Zhu Zhanji scratched his head and laughed.
"I won't hide it for you." The prince said, "You'd better confess it to your prince, and maybe you'll get less trouble."
After talking about his son, the prince turned to Wang Xian and said: "My son is very arrogant. Please be more patient in the future. If something goes wrong, you must stop him. If you can't stop him, come and tell me and I will spank him." This is tantamount to approval.
Wang Xian's position next to Zhu Zhanji. I have to admit that the prince has great personal charm, and that kind of generosity and kindness in his bones is indeed the result of the long drought and sweet rain of the courtiers of the tyrants of the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties.
After talking about family matters for a while, the prince got a little tired, so Zhu Zhanji took Wang Xian out. It should be said that the prince was very conservative and did not say anything important when they first met. What will Wang Xian do after that?
It has nothing to do with him, but if it is done, and it is done with his acquiescence, there will be room for advancement and retreat.
It's just that the dignified prince is so cautious and prudent, which inevitably makes people sigh. It is difficult to be the crown prince, and it is even more difficult to be the crown prince for Emperor Yongle.
Although he came to join the army, Zhou Xin's matter was not settled yet. Wang Xian only asked Zhou Yong to take the spies and live in the Youjun barracks. He, Wu Wei, Xianyun and others temporarily stayed in the prince's mansion.
, in Zhu Zhanji’s yard.
After dinner, Wang Xian was asking Lingxiao for advice on boxing and kicking. Although it was obviously a bit late to start practicing martial arts now, the situation was dangerous and it was necessary to learn some self-protection techniques.
In fact, he originally wanted to learn from Xianyun, but Master Xianyun always asked him to strengthen his muscles first, and then talk about tricks after achieving a small degree of success in three to five years. Wang Xian didn't have the patience, so he turned to Lingxiao for advice.
Ling Xiao had ready-made tricks to teach him, but he had to become a disciple first. With Wang Xian's thick skin, this was naturally a piece of cake, so he served Ling Xiao tea and became her first disciple...
…
I can see how sweaty Young Master Xianyun is. Apprenticeship and learning skills are like being reincarnated for the second time. Such a serious matter has been made like playing house by these two people.
Lingxiao was quite serious and taught him all the skills of pressing the bottom of the box. Wang Xian also learned very seriously. Unfortunately, he was almost an adult. His arms and legs were stiff and stiff, and every move was very stiff. What a master of Lingxiao.
He was so angry that he stretched his arms and pressed his legs, which made Wang Xian scream in pain.
Just as he was shouting, the door opened and Zhu Zhanji walked in. Seeing Wang Xian's miserable appearance, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Come on, I'll help you too."
"Don't." Wang Xian hurriedly struggled and said, "I don't want to become disabled before I learn the kung fu."
"If you start late, you will have to endure more hardships," Zhu Zhanji said with a smile: "I'm here to tell you, go to Qingshou Temple to offer incense tomorrow."
"So." Wang Xian said in surprise: "His Royal Highness finally agreed?"
"Yeah." Zhu Zhanji said: "But don't be too happy too early. Master Yao has a very weird temper. Even if you have Bodhi beads, there is nothing you can do if he doesn't agree."
"Didn't you say that monks don't lie?"
"Master Yao rejected you, why are you still lying?" Zhu Zhanji asked back, "Anyway, you must be careful tomorrow. Whether you can save Zhou Jiantai depends on whether you can move the Buddha tomorrow."
"You won't come with me?"
"Of course." Zhu Zhanji said: "Even if it's just a show, I can't get involved in this matter."
"At least provide some information." This was also expected, Wang Xiandao: "After all, you have been teachers and students for many years."
"Well." Zhu Zhanji sat down, sorted out his thoughts and said: "Master Yao has many strange things. He was born into a family of doctors, but he prefers strategy; he is not forced by life, but he became a monk since childhood; he is both
He entered Buddhism, but he was enthusiastic about making contributions; he did not assist Taizu in building literature, but he favored my emperor; after he achieved success, he asked for nothing; he did not suffer from ten years of poverty, but he edited the "Yongle Dadian". He was proficient in all books
, He knows everything, every word is sure to hit the mark, and there are no strategies left behind..." As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's not an exaggeration to say that he is the most amazing person in the Ming Dynasty."
"I know all this, I'm talking about his current situation," Wang Xiandao: "For example, his current temper and character."
"It can be described in eight words, that is, no desire, no joy, no sorrow." Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "But the more this happens, the harder it is to deal with him." He lowered his voice and said: "I won't hide it.
You said, my father treated Teacher Yao respectfully and really hoped that this young teacher would be able to speak a fair word to his students when they were in the most difficult time. But last year... alas, the situation was so critical, but he still said a word.
If you don't say it, it's really chilling."
Wang Xianneng could tell that Zhu Zhanji was a little dissatisfied with Yao Guangxiao, but no matter which dynasty or generation he changed, the prince's teachers were all die-hard princelings, but Yao Guangxiao did not support the prince. This was a huge blow to the prince... not only was he missing
The question of a helping hand will also lead people to wonder, did Yao Guangxiao keep a distance from the prince because he knew the emperor's thoughts?
With this great man as his teacher, the prince not only did not get any benefits, but also made a lot of trouble. Of course, Zhu Zhanji was resentful.
"However, my second uncle rushed to visit him afterwards, but he didn't even see anyone." Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji smiled again: "Liu Xuande visited the thatched cottage three times to see Zhuge Liang, and my second uncle went there five times.
Master Yao happened not to be in the temple that time. In fact, Zhike Monk said that on purpose, but my domineering second uncle was so stunned that he didn't dare to force his way in."
After listening to Zhu Zhanji's words, Wang Xian suddenly became less confident... If he took the liberty to visit the most amazing person in the Ming Dynasty, he would be rejected, right?
"I dare not say this." Zhu Zhanji took his concerns seriously, and in the end he said irresponsibly: "Just let it go. If you have the Buddha's fate, Master Yao will meet you. If you don't have the Buddha's fate, Master Yao will meet you."
Naturally I won’t see you…”
"It's like you didn't say anything." Wang Xian rolled his eyes at him, but sighed in his heart. It turned out that neither the prince nor the grandson had any hope that he could see and convince Yao Guangxiao...