The man is about twenty years old, standing with his hands behind his back. He is tall and tall, with thick black hair that hangs naturally. His face is like a crown jade, and his eyes are like bright stars.
The little guy stared at it for a long time and exclaimed: "So handsome, is this your father when he was young?"
What are you looking at? You are not a person at all, okay? My father is not as handsome as him... Zhu Zhanji cursed and warned: "The person in this painting will step into the court in the future, and what you have to do is unconditional
, trust him wholeheartedly.”
"Why?" The little guy was puzzled, "Father, didn't you say you shouldn't trust someone in a true sense?"
"He's different."
"Why is it different?"
"Because there is only one person in the world who does not love power, and even disdains power. He... has ambitions but no ambitions..." Seeing his son in a fog, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "You do what your father said, and he
Will give you the answer."
After a pause, he said, "Put this painting away, look at it more often when you are alone, and keep in mind the person in the painting."
"I have taken note of it." Xiao Zhu Qizhen put away the painting, put it back in the wooden box, and nodded seriously.
Zhu Zhanji asked: "If Queen Mother, Grandma Huang saw the wooden box and asked what it was, what would you say?"
"Toy."
"Very good." Zhu Zhanji was greatly pleased, "Go and relax for a while, and call in through the small yellow door outside."
"Well, good." The little guy hugged the wooden box and went happily.
After a while, two small yellow doors came in.
"What time is it?"
Xiaohuangmen replied respectfully: "Return to the Emperor at the quarter of the hour."
Zhu Zhanji said: "It is my oral order: Let the Jin Yiwei inform all officials in Beijing that they must wait in front of the Ancestral Temple before noon."
"My slave obeys the order."
Zhu Zhanji then said to another small Huangmen, "Go and notify the British Duke Zhang Fu. Yu Qian, the Minister of War, will see me immediately."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The two of them saluted, took a few steps back, turned and left.
…
After such a long time, the emperor's situation was known to the officials. As soon as they heard the edict, they rushed to the imperial palace and the Ancestral Temple.
At this juncture, no one dares to get into trouble.
It was still more than half an hour before noon, and all the officials in Beijing were present. Even those who asked for sick leave did not dare not to come.
More than a thousand people stood quietly in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, neatly dressed and waiting quietly.
Waiting and waiting until noon, the bright yellow dragon chariot came slowly.
Considering that the emperor was critically ill, the ministers could not allow him to descend from the dragon chariot and pay homage.
"I see you, Your Majesty. Long live my Emperor! Long live the Emperor...!"
"Everyone is safe." Zhu Zhanji's quiet voice sounded.
The people behind didn't even hear it, but when they saw the person in front of them getting up, they followed suit and got up.
After a while, Zhang Fu walked out of the dragon chariot.
The officials were suddenly shocked.
Then, Yu Qian also walked out of the dragon chariot.
Now, the officials were not only shocked, but also dissatisfied and jealous.
Zhang Fu's series of titles can't compare to them, and it's not unacceptable to be treated so favorably. People in the world can't be jealous of people who are too much better than themselves;
But if you are similar to yourself, you will not only be jealous, but also jealous.
It’s just a British public, why are you Yu Qian?
This sentiment fermented in the hearts of the six ministers, ministers, and cabinet members.
They are all old men in the officialdom. Who doesn't understand the significance of sitting in the dragon chariot at this time? That is a big responsibility for Tuogu!
Sanyang was confused, it wasn't them?
They were dissatisfied, especially Yang Shiqi, who was also the Minister of War. He was even more dissatisfied.
At this time, Zhu Zhanji dragged his tired body down the dragon chariot, with Zhang Fu and Yu Qian supporting him on the left and right.
Zhu Zhanji glanced at the ministers with dark eyes.
The negative emotions on the faces of the ministers immediately disappeared and were replaced by respectful expressions.
Zhu Zhanji withdrew his gaze and said softly: "Help me in."
The two nodded, supported Zhu Zhanji, climbed the steps step by step, and walked into the Ancestral Temple.
Thousands of officials watched this scene, silently making calculations in their hearts.
The six ministers, the minister, and the cabinet were jealous, but they were the only ones who were not angry. After all, for most officials, the minister was far ahead of them.
My heart couldn't help but become excited, how about... follow Yu Shilang from now on?
The reason why Yu Qian was chosen is because Zhang Fu represents the military officials, while Yu Qian represents the civil servants. The two are not from the same system.
Furthermore, Zhang Fu's status was too high for them to climb up to, and they didn't want to be disgraced.
After all, how could a person of the British public's level take them seriously?
Entering the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhu Zhanji retracted his arm and said, "You guys wait here."
He dragged his tired steps and walked in alone.
When he came to the portrait of the Lingpai, Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath, picked up the incense candles that had been prepared on the altar table, lit them, and offered incense to Taizu, Taizong, and Renzong.
"Taizu, grandpa, father." Zhu Zhanji straightened his back and began to report: "In the past ten years since our children and grandchildren succeeded to the throne, they have fully developed maritime trade. Under the mediation of their children and grandchildren, the situation outside the customs has always been internally strife. The Ming Dynasty
The frontier is peaceful;
Children and grandchildren have fundamentally weakened the family of officials and gentry, and all sons and daughters, regardless of legitimate concubine, are eligible to share the family property equally;
Each province has limited quotas for the imperial examination, which greatly avoids the hidden dangers of cliques formed by fellow students and old friends;
At the local level, children and grandchildren established the position of temporary governor to strengthen local management;
A supervisory censor was also established to strengthen official management;
The sons and grandsons of the DPRK have established an internal study hall to check and balance the civil servant group, and the cabinet has increased voting rights to better handle government affairs; but you can rest assured that by doing so, the emperor's power has not been reduced, but has been increased."
Zhu Zhanji took a breath and said proudly: "Taizu established the Ming Dynasty. Grandpa, my father laid the foundation, and the children and grandchildren injected the soul into the Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Zhanji looked at the three portraits quietly for a long time and said softly: "Are you okay over there?
Grandpa, father, Zhanji misses you, and Zhanji will go find you soon."
Staring at the portrait of his grandfather and father for a long time, he smiled softly and said, "Zhan Ji has made a good arrangement, and Li Qing, Ming Dynasty will be fine."
Zhu Zhanji kept standing and watching until he became unsteady, then he forced himself out of the inner hall.
When Yu Qian and others saw him coming out, they quickly stepped forward to support him, "Your Majesty...are you okay?"
"Go to Qianqing Palace and ask the six ministries, nine ministers, and the cabinet to go with you." Zhu Zhanji calmly gave instructions as he walked out, "Have someone inform the Empress Dowager, the Crown Prince... No, just let the Empress Dowager go to Qianqing Palace."
"Do you want to inform the queen?" Zhang Fu asked.
"No need." Zhu Zhanji said, "Just inform the Queen Mother."
The two nodded in agreement, helped him board the dragon chariot, and then each announced the decree.
…
Qianqing Palace.
Zhu Zhanji was lying on the bed, thinking quietly.
A quarter of an hour later, all the six ministries, nine ministers, and the cabinet arrived, kneeling in front of the couch in silence.
After a while, Empress Dowager Zhang hurriedly came over and looked at her son with red eyes.
Zhu Zhanji took a breath and braced himself, "Everyone listens to the order."
"I will listen to the order." All the ministers bowed their heads.
Zhu Zhanji said, "The prince is young, and the country's important affairs must be reported to the Empress Dowager Zhang. The British Duke Zhang Fu has been given the title of Yi Company to assist the meritorious officials, and the Minister of War Yu Qian has been given the title of Prince Shaobao."
Before everyone could be shocked, Zhu Zhanji took out the jade seal from his arms and handed it to Empress Dowager Zhang, "Mother, please."
Empress Dowager Zhang nodded with red eyes, "Your Majesty, don't worry."
"Your Majesty, think twice...!" All the ministers were so shocked that they didn't even care about being jealous of Yu Qian.
"What?" Zhu Zhanji looked at these people coldly, "Do you think seven or eight-year-old children are easy to fool, so you advised me to think twice?"
Everyone was shocked, and everyone was speechless. Yang Rong bravely said: "Huang Ming's ancestors..."
After only saying four words, he stopped talking. The cold murderous aura made him understand that if he continued to speak, he would die!
Seeing that no one dared to object again, Zhu Zhanji breathed out tiredly, carefully weighing the pros and cons in his heart, but finally felt a little uneasy, so he said something ambiguous:
"The ministers need to work with the Queen Mother to assist the new monarch."
There is something wrong with this statement. When the new king ascends the throne, now Empress Sun will be the Queen Mother, and Empress Dowager Zhang will become the Empress Dowager. But from Zhu Zhanji's intention, it is obvious that it was handed over to Empress Dowager Zhang. Without him, the jade seal was given to
.
But if in the future, Empress Dowager Zhang loses power and causes chaos in the government, those ministers can take advantage of this language problem and use Empress Sun to compete with her.
Not only ministers, but also sons can be used to seize power.
But for now, Empress Sun has no chance to turn around, because she is not in this palace, the jade seal is not in her hands, and Empress Dowager Zhang's identity, status, and power are all superior to Empress Dowager Sun.
As long as Empress Dowager Zhang does not act recklessly, her status will never be shaken.
Zhu Zhanji can be said to have exhausted all his agencies.
His son's intelligence is no less than that of his peers. He believes that when his son grows up, he will use the foreshadowing he laid to get his power back.
Zhu Zhanji was a little distracted, but he still managed to go through everything in his mind.
After finally confirming that there were no omissions, he said softly: "Let's go to the outer hall and wait. I want to spend the last time alone quietly."
The ministers did not dare to disobey and retreated from the inner hall.
Empress Dowager Zhang didn't want to leave. She wasn't as thoughtful as her son. Especially at this time, she just wanted to see her son one more time, even just once.
She is a noble empress dowager, but she is also a mother, a mother who is about to lose her son.
"Son, can you let me stay with you again?"
Zhu Zhanji looked at his mother with tearful eyes, and his usually hard heart softened, "Okay."
Empress Dowager Zhang put her son's hand in her palm and shed tears silently. She did not dare to cry even a little bit.
Because... my son wants to be quiet.
Zhu Zhanji stared blankly at the bed curtain above his head, reminiscing about his life, and various fragmented pictures flashed through his mind.
At the end, he returned to reality and said in a voice that he could hear clearly:
"Uncle Qing, I've laid out this game for you and I'm just waiting for you to play it. I know you like to be late, but don't be late for too long."
With a touch of pride, he said, "Uncle Qing, the game you set is far less clever than mine. I won the last game in the end."