The Three Treasures are the idols of all eunuchs, and some powerful eunuchs regard them as their ultimate dreams.
When Wang Zhen mentioned the Three Treasures, his flattery disappeared and his face was filled with respect and yearning.
Eunuchs can also do great things and leave a name in history!
"You have ambitions!" Mrs. Sun smiled slightly, "Since you have a heart that is loyal to the Ming Dynasty, I might not be able to help you."
Wang Zhen was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty is so kind and virtuous that I will never be able to repay you with my death."
After a pause, "May I ask what the empress has to do?"
Mrs. Sun liked his attitude very much and said with a smile: "The biggest problem now is that the prince doesn't come to the harem often, and the empress dowager... doesn't let him come to see me. You have more opportunities to get in touch with the prince. Find a way to bring him to me.
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Wang Zhen was startled and felt bitter in his heart.
Nowadays, the opportunities for him to have contact with the prince are much less. It is not impossible to see him, but it is pitiful.
Neither Yu Qian of the outer court nor the empress dowager of the inner court liked him, and even the young prince himself was not as close to him as before.
This was one of the reasons why he sided with the Sun family. It wasn't that he didn't want to hang out with the Empress Dowager, but that the Empress Dowager didn't want to see him.
As for the outer court, every time Yu Qian saw him, he had a cold look on his face.
"My slave, I sincerely obey your Majesty's decree." Wang Zhen was afraid of losing his usefulness, so he did not dare to speak out about his situation.
His humble look with low eyebrows allowed Sun to regain her dignity and self-confidence as a queen.
She smiled and said: "I have always been generous. As long as you serve me wholeheartedly, I will not treat you badly."
"Yes, yes, your Majesty is very generous. I would like to thank you in advance." Wang Zhenying flattered with a smile.
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Yang Mansion.
Yang Shiqi took a sip of tea and looked at Yang Rong and Yang Pu.
"What do you think of Yu Qian?"
Yang Pu said solemnly: "Yu Qian was too idealistic. Now that the late emperor has passed away, the structure of the Ming Dynasty must have relaxed from top to bottom, and even lost control. The late emperor's system must have collapsed over time. This is
Something that is a no-brainer;
A compromise must be made, but he is unwilling to compromise, and if this continues, it may have very serious consequences."
After a pause, he sighed: "The prince is too young and has no chance of controlling the situation."
"We cannot let Yu Qian gain momentum." Yang Rong stated his position directly.
Yang Shiqi nodded. He and Yang Rong had the same idea, "Hongji, what do you mean?"
"Why don't you let Yu Qian try it first? It just won't work..." Yang Pu was interrupted before he could finish his words.
Yang Rongdao: "Now we are passive. The opportunity has been lost. To give in step by step is to make a big mistake. Even if we want to recover, there is nothing we can do."
"I agree with Mianren." Yang Shiqi looked at Yang Pu, "Hongji, you are too idealistic. Yu Qian is not the Yu Qian he used to be. We all misjudged him and thought of him too simply."
Yang Shiqi squinted his eyes and said: "I thought he was a direct minister who strived for fame, but now I see... hmph, his ambition is so big that it is frightening."
Yang Pu smiled: "Are you looking up to him too much?
He is just a minister of the Ministry of War, how capable can he be?
Furthermore, Brother Shiqi, you are the Minister of the Ministry of War, why are you afraid of him being a minister?"
(ps: Yang Shiqi, whose name is Yang Yu and whose courtesy name is Shiqi.)
The three consecutive deaths made Yang Shiqi a little embarrassed. He really couldn't control Yu Qian.
Not to mention now, I couldn't control it before.
Yu Qian didn't take him seriously as a minister at all, but with Li Qing in front of him and the emperor behind him, he really couldn't do anything to Yu Qian.
Now Yu Qian doesn't have two people to support him, but he has also gotten up, and there is Zhang Fu who is colluding with him.
Although Yang Shiqi is Yu Qian's immediate boss, there is nothing he can do against him.
"Ahem..." Yang Rong cleared his throat and paid tribute to Yang Shiqi, "Now Yu Qian has the help of Zhang Fu, and Zhang Fu is the only contact between the foreign ministers and the empress dowager. Hong Ji, you must not underestimate Yu Qian."
Yang Pu is a straight-tempered person, "What do you think we should do?"
"Form a party!" Yang Shiqi said.
"Aren't we getting married?" Yang Pu was puzzled.
Yang Rong glanced at him unhappily, "Is that called forming a party? That's called being human, and it only officially starts from now on."
Yang Pu touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "It seems you both have an idea."
"Hong Ji, you are out of town now. Didn't we come here to discuss with you?" Yang Shiqi said with a smile, "Come, drink tea, and let's talk slowly."
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"Strive for Zhang Fu?" Yang Pu shook his head decisively, "Shiqi, you are too whimsical. What is Zhang Fu's identity? Can we fight for him?"
Yang Rong and Yang Pu agreed, "It is better to fight for the crown prince than to fight for Zhang Fu."
Yang Shiqi was helpless. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he was too ideal. He smiled bitterly and said: "It's too late to fight for the crown prince now. Yu Qian is the first to win the throne. What's more important is... Yu Qian won't let him go until he kills him!"
"This is indeed a problem." Yang Rong sighed, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "In that case, why don't we fight for Empress Dowager Zhang?"
"Strive for the Queen Mother?"
"That's right!" Yang Rong said, "The late emperor gave Empress Dowager Zhang great political power, and we directly urged her to come to the palace to watch the court. As a result, Zhang Fu's advantage was gone."
"Wonderful." Yang Shiqi slapped his thigh and said, "Just do it this way. This is the late emperor's last edict anyway. Doing this doesn't break the rules."
Yang Pu also nodded and said: "It's feasible."
"How to fight for it?" Yang Pu asked.
Yang Shiqi smiled and said: "It's simple, get a title from her mother's family."
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East Palace.
After finishing his studies for the day, little Zhu Qizhen breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his sore wrists. His little face was wrinkled and very unhappy.
He now lives a very depressed life every day, completely losing the carefree life he had before.
He had to read and write every day, the heavy academic work, the death of his father, and the difficulty of being an emperor made him breathless.
"Prince, are you...unwell?"
The little guy shook his head: "Teacher, I want to go see Grandma Huang tonight."
Yu Qian was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.
The little guy then showed a happy smile.
Seeing him smiling, Yu Qian also smiled, but felt a little bitter in his heart. He himself felt that the little guy was very depressed.
I can't do anything, but I still have to work so hard.
But there is no way, if not, he will still be unable to do anything when he grows up.
In the evening, Yu Qian returned home. It was rare to spend time with his wife and children, who were hot on the bed.
The little guy went to the harem happily.
Before arriving at Kunning Palace, I met Wang Zhen, whom I hadn't seen for many days. He smiled and said hello, "Daban, are you okay?"
"Go back to Your Majesty the Crown Prince, my servant is not good." Wang Zhen said miserably.
"Who bullied you?"
"No," Wang Zhen shook his head, "It's because I can't see the prince, and I feel sad."
When he said this, Xiao Zhu Qizhen also became sad, "There is no way, my father has passed away, I want to study hard and be a good emperor in the future."
After that, the little guy sighed and followed the palace maid to Kunning Palace unhappily.
Wang Zhen was shocked. He thought the prince would complain to him and complain about Yu Qian or something. After all, Yu Qian was indeed strict.
At worst, she would promise to take him to the East Palace to be a reading companion and a playmate.
I never thought that the little guy would say such a light word.
The prince has changed and grown up a bit. I'm afraid the old routine won't work anymore... Wang Zhen looked at the back of little Zhu Qizhen and fell into deep thought.
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In Kunning Palace, Empress Dowager Zhang was not happy either. She was a little at a loss as she suddenly had to bear such a big burden.
You can imagine how she felt when she lost both her husband and her son, and her grandson was too young to control the affairs of the court.
This should be the age for retirement, but we cannot slack off at all.
Seeing the major national events reported, she felt very tired.
"Grandma Huang, your grandson is here to see you."
A childish voice sounded, and Empress Dowager Zhang looked up. Her grandson was already approaching. She quickly stretched out her arms and relaxed her frown, "Zhen'er, come to grandma's arms."
Little Zhu Qizhen threw herself into her arms, "Grandma Huang, I want to sleep with you tonight."
"Okay." Empress Dowager Zhang smiled kindly, "Are you hungry, Zhen'er?"
"I've eaten, but I'm not hungry yet." Xiao Zhu Qizhen shook his head and glanced around, "Where's Huahua?"
"Go and sneak away. I'll be back in a while." Empress Dowager Zhang rubbed her brows, feeling a little tired. She didn't even have time to walk the dog now.
She has a heavy responsibility, and she doesn't dare to slack off at all.
"Zhen'er, grandma will be busy for a while, you can play by yourself first."
"What is grandma busy with?"
"Read the memorial." She said with a smile.
"I want to see it too."
Empress Dowager Zhang was surprised. She thought her grandson would clamor for snacks and play with her, but she didn't expect him to be so sensible.
"Zhen'er has become sensible." She gently touched her grandson's head and spread out the memorial on the desk, "Can grandma read it to you?"
"Well, okay."
"So good." Empress Dowager Zhang was pleased and sad.