Zhu Qiyu suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Wei Nanfeng, come here for me."
I don’t call myself me anymore.
Wei Nanfeng put down his pen and came to Zhu Qiyu.
Zhu Qiyu had no expression on his face, "Turn around."
Although Wei Nanfeng was puzzled, he did not dare to resist the order.
Just turned around...
Zhu Qiyu stood up in a flash of lightning, lifted up his robe and revealed a powerful Vajra Kick. He kicked Wei Nanfeng into a vicious dog and immediately raised his head and laughed.
"Cool!"
At this moment, Zhu Qiyu looked like the Ming God of War.
Zhu Jianji was stunned for a moment, and then laughed slyly, "Damn it, dad not only beats himself, he also beats a lot of his ministers."
so good.
The Ming Dynasty has such a lively king as Cheap Daddy.
After Zhu Qiyu laughed wildly, he gestured to Zhu Jianji, who had a sly smile on his face: "My years of grievances have been wiped away. It feels so good! You little bastard, do you want to give me a kick?"
There is no such shop after passing this village.
Zhu Jianji was speechless, but Wei Nanfeng did not target me and said, "I almost thought you really wanted to kill Wei Shiguan."
Zhu Qiyu glared and said happily: "I am not a tyrant."
Zhu Jianji touched his head in embarrassment.
Well, I am a tyrant.
Wei Nanfeng got up from the ground angrily. He had done nothing wrong but was beaten violently by the emperor for no reason. Even if blood was splashed three feet, he had to fight to the end. Just when he was about to have an attack, he saw Zhu Qiyu calmly said to Xing'an: "Preach my will.
Promote Wei Nanfeng to the position of deputy commander of the National History Museum!"
Wei Nanfeng: "Ah???"
Got promoted?
It’s so embarrassing, how can we raise an army to hold him accountable?
His majesty hit him with a stick and gave him a candy, which made him lose his temper!
But Wei Nanfeng had many ways to deal with Zhu Qiyu, bowed, thanked him, returned to his place, and continued to record: "The superior was angry about the matter, and called the historian Wei Nanfeng. The order was contrary to the superior, so he obeyed. The superior stepped out with his feet, and the historian's leaves fell ten feet away.
The five internal organs are hurt, and I want to argue. The superior said, I promoted you to be the deputy commander of the History Museum. The superior's lustful power is obvious, but the historian only thanked him and retreated. Are the superior's words and deeds like this?"
Zhu Qiyu was dumbfounded, "Tie Tuotuo, you remember this, how dare you add fuel to the fire?"
Have you become a fucking prostitute?
Wei Nanfeng spoke righteously, "This matter involves the promotion of officials, which is a matter of national importance. As a historian, I should clarify the facts and let future generations know about your majesty's talent in governing the country and his high integrity."
Tell Zhu Qiyu frankly that I have written down the things that you must retaliate against.
Zhu Qiyu blew his beard and glared at Wei Nanfeng.
Wei Nanfeng showed no fear on his face.
Zhu Qiyu was defeated and frustrated, "Xing'an, get the wine!"
What a joy tonight.
So far, no ministers have come to see me, so no one should come tonight. After all, such a big thing has happened, and the ministers are still considering the stakes here, so why would they come to the palace in the middle of the night to come to see him.
Furthermore, His Majesty said he would stay up all night, how dare you, the ministers, to ask His Majesty to stay up all night?
Somewhat discerning.
Let other people, father and son, celebrate.
So drink!
Even if I don't get drunk tonight, I won't be sorry for my son's beautiful sword that stunned the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years.
Zhu Jianji also wanted to drink.
As a result, Zhu Qiyu kicked him out of the Dongnuan Pavilion as soon as he suggested that "pleasure alone is not as good as happiness among all", "Go back to the East Palace, I will. The Shangshan Supervisory Committee will bring you meals. Eat and go to bed immediately. You bastard, you are not very old.
Still want to drink? Do you want me to give you another maid?!"
Then he shouted to the outside world: "Xing'an, Li Min is coming in."
Have a drink with me!
Zhu Jianji got up from the ground, patted his butt and left.
Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
Lao Zhu, just wait. When you are fifty, I will still not let you drink!
I can’t do it with your surname!
On the way back to the East Palace, the cold wind blew, and Zhu Jianji's boiling emotions calmed down. A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his heart, and he felt that something was wrong tonight.
It's a little hard to feel at ease.
Is it... too smooth?
I reviewed it carefully again and found nothing wrong.
Returning to the East Palace, Zhu Jianji's inexplicable uneasiness caused him to toss and turn until much of the night before he fell asleep.
Slept until noon.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Dai Yi guarding the bed with an anxious look on his face. Father Qi was standing quietly beside him holding clothes. Zhu Jianji turned over and sat up, "Look at you, something happened?"
Dai Yi and Father Qi were dressing Zhu Jianji while saying, "Something happened in the Qianqing Palace. Your Majesty smashed the Dongnuang Pavilion to pieces. I don't know why."
Zhu Jianji was confused.
Lao Zhu was able to remain calm and composed after learning last night that it was the remnants of Jianwen who were causing trouble. What else could make him lose his composure?
When we rushed to Qianqing Hall, Dongnuan Pavilion was in a mess.
A large group of people knelt at the door.
Zhu Qiyu was sitting on the couch with a depressed expression. When he saw Zhu Jianji arriving, he didn't move his buttocks. He patted the seat next to him with his hand, "Jianji is here, come sit here and talk to dad."
Zhu Jianji was a little surprised.
Cheap Dad's mentality is very bad, even worse than after the coup.
What could have hit him like this?
Sitting down next to him, he patted Zhu Qiyu on the back like a little adult and asked: "Old Zhu, what's going on? If you have any grievances, just tell me and I, as your son, will help you carry it!"
Zhu Qiyu was about to speak but stopped.
In the end, he didn't say anything and said to the outside: "Everyone, please step aside."
It was as if everyone had received a general amnesty.
Sure enough, the only person in the world who can deal with His Majesty is our "Unfilial Prince".
Zhu Qiyu stood up and paced back and forth in the messy room for a while. After a long time, he finally made up his mind and said: "It's nothing. It's just that after the death of the emperor, I suddenly felt empty in my heart and felt that I had no pursuit in life. "
Zhu Jianji curled his lips.
If I am an eight-year-old kid, would I believe him?
But since Lao Zhu didn't say it, he must have his reasons, and Zhu Jianji didn't ask.
This is respect.
Asked: "How to deal with the Yue King Zhu Jianshen and Fengyang's descendants of Baozong?"
Those in Fengyang are relatively easy to say.
There is no pressure to kill.
Zhu Jianshen is different.
But he first forced Empress Dowager Sun to kill, and then killed Zhu Qizhen, could Zhu Jianshen still be obedient?
It would be a pity to kill him.
After all, Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty.
Moreover, he and Zhu Jianshen have grown up together since childhood, and there is still a bit of brotherly love between them no matter what.
Zhu Qiyu was silent for a while, "What do you want to do?"
Zhu Jianji said: "Let those in Fengyang die suddenly. They are small anyway, so it is normal for one or two to die suddenly a year. As for Zhu Jianshen, I can't do it."
These days, the mortality rate of babies is very high.
Zhu Qiyu could understand. After all, the two brothers grew up together. He forced out a smile and said, "The Fengyang ones will do as you say. As for Zhu Jianshen... he will not pose any threat to you after he adopts the lineage of King Yuejing. Let’s move to the Tenth Prince’s Mansion.”
Zhu Jianji hummed, "I'm going back to study."
Seeing his son running out of Dongnuang Pavilion in a hurry, Zhu Qiyu's eyes were worried. The news from the Zongren Mansion today made him a little broken, and he had no intention of telling his son.
So as not to damage his confidence.
Zhu Qiyu planned to take on this matter alone.
He said to Xing'an outside the door: "Let someone clean it up."
Think about how to help bastard find out. I wonder if Jin Yiwei can track down the clues. If he really gets rid of all tracking, where can he go?
south?
Jianwen's remnants have been exposed. He must have guessed that the imperial court would deploy heavy troops in the south, so he probably wouldn't go.
Where is Jianzhou Jurchen in the north?
possible.
After all, Li Manzhu had a secret meeting with Xu Bin after the Spring Festival.
But it's only possible.
The Jianzhou Jurchens' little military strength can't protect him!
You can also go to sea...
Zhu Qiyu had a headache thinking about it.
He sighed and murmured, "Brother, how many lives do you have?"
