A faint fragrance floated on the seventh floor of Chenhan Palace. The Ningshen tribute incense sent by Tianshi Dao was slowly burning in the copper furnace, and the plain curtains blended with the lingering smoke.
Every time the prince comes here, he feels an indescribable depression.
Given time, when he succeeds to the throne and leads all directions, he will definitely not live in this Chenhan Palace.
"The prince is here."
Today's Emperor Daliang has a cold temperament, and there are never any palace guests in the palace. His voice passes through the layers of curtains, seeming a bit ethereal.
"Yes, Father."
The prince responded carefully.
"Did you just talk to Jia'an down there?"
The prince knew that his father had practiced cultivation for many years. Although he didn't know what level he was at, he was still very clear-sighted, so what he and Jia'an said below should not be hidden from him.
"Jia'an asked about my son's affairs in the north..."
"She has a heart."
The rustle of hemp shoes could be heard on the purple-gold and black ground, and the curtains swung open in the breeze. The prince finally saw his father. The emperor was wearing an ordinary cotton robe, with a wooden hairpin in his hair. There were no other accessories in sight, and his eyes were bloodshot.
There is a faint sick look on the face.
The emperor looked to be in his thirties, but compared to the prince's appearance, the father looked younger.
"I don't know about my father's body..."
There were rumors in Jiankang City that the emperor pretended to be ill and ignored political affairs in order to prevent Wei Huaiwen from returning south.
However, the prince knew that those rumors were probably deliberately spread by spies from the Northern Wei Dynasty. He knew that his father was indeed ill.
Although no one believed it, the emperor was indeed ill and had been ill for some time.
"Fortunately, some of the worshipers sent some elixirs today, so I'll just take care of them."
The emperor looked at the prince: "You have worked hard these days."
"Family friendly."
The prince shook his head: "I don't think it's anything hard."
"Exactly, the affairs of the world are my family's business." The emperor took a deep breath and said, "I hear your steps are a little heavy. There is no good news."
"It's over at Cizhou." The prince thought about his words and said, "The third son of Su Gong's family killed a fifth-grade rebel soldier. Xiong Shou has already inspected it and sent a memorial to ask for credit."
"If you hadn't mentioned this to me, I had forgotten that Lao Su and his family's **** Canglong has already been appointed as Cardinal Ding." The emperor thought for a while and smiled: "Let's arrange a reward later."
"I think so too. With such a big thing happening in Cizhou now, Tiqi's punishment of thousands of households cannot be shied away from the blame. Why don't we mention Su Che to a higher level, so that he can be justified in doing things. "
"You want to use this person and save it for later. I can't use it."
"Father is right. For the sake of the future, why don't we give him a military position?"
"It doesn't have to be like this. Give him a title and let the Chancellor discuss it."
The emperor said: "You don't only have this little thing, do you?"
"And this, after my son saw it, he was really frightened and didn't dare to be good at it. Please ask your father to read it before making a decision."
The prince said as he handed over the memorial in his hand.
The emperor slowly opened the yellow cover and quickly scanned the memorial with his eyes.
This memorial is exactly the one concocted by Bailudong.
The emperor barely paused or showed any expression on his face, as if this was not a declaration of war from the Confucian sect, but some plain story.
"What do you think?"
The emperor put the memorial to the other side and looked at the prince.
"In the Cizhou incident, the Confucian sect should be hiding behind it, and the leader is Bailudong. As for the other companies, I don't know how deeply involved they are. The most troublesome one is the Imperial College. Tiqi's tip said that these words will probably be posted tomorrow. Everywhere……"
"What are you going to do?"
"Order the Yushitai to seal the Imperial College first, arrest people, and then send people to investigate various places, and send the Yushi to the four major academies. The best thing to do is the Imperial College. As long as Yuelu Mountain or Songyang are brought over, then two pairs of Second, let the Confucian disciples bite it themselves..."
The prince slowly described his strategy. He had already discussed these responses with everyone in the Chancery. It was very rare for the Confucian sect to make such a big move.
You must know that although the north and the south are now in opposition, the north is still regarded as a captive, and it is the Yi and Di. Scholars all over the world still care about Daliang and think that the Southern Dynasty is where Zhengshuo is.
If this epistle represents the change of loyalties of scholars all over the world, and is mixed with the orthodoxy dispute between the Northern and Southern Dynasties, then the situation will be even more complicated.
Since this is already the case, it is better to strike first and attack slowly, so as to minimize the impact of the matter.
It was after consultation with all the princes in the court that the prince came to see the emperor with this letter. Today, the emperor of Daliang has been in charge of the country for more than forty years. His authority is such that all the ministers can only look up to it.
"Do not move."
The emperor ordered, without any change on his face, calmly as if these were other people's matters and not important matters that concerned Daliang.
"But Father, this is relevant..."
"Prince, you are afraid."
The emperor flicked the yellow silk cover of the memorial with his fingers.
"Tell me what you see up there."
"The Confucian sect intends to rebel, and Cizhou is their first move. Now they want to destroy our prestige..."
The prince narrated the result after discussing with all the important ministers in the Chancery.
Indeed, this letter was like a sharp knife stuck across Daliang's chest. If it were allowed to penetrate, even if he did not die, his vitality would be severely damaged.
"I saw the rumors."
The emperor threw the memorial to the ground contemptuously: "A few words just want to stir up people's hearts, throw dirty water on the court, and blind their hearts."
"This is criticizing the imperial court and slandering the emperor. The above conditions are nonsense and not worth refuting."
The emperor's words made the prince feel dizzy. These were the four major academies, and behind them was the entire Confucian sect.
"Let them pass it on."
The emperor sneered: "Prince, you have to remember that a few gossips can't hurt anything."
"Yes, Father."
"Deploy troops. General Zhennan and Jiaozhou Governor Feng Yun led their troops from the coast of Guangnan to attack Cizhou. Each of the lost prefectures and counties was led by Yunhui General Li Liang and Qiannu General Wu Sheng. They entered Cizhou from Jiangzhou. , and then use Du Ling, the general who conquered the east and the governor of Xuzhou, as the censor of Cizhou. Three people and four senior generals will all go to Cizhou for me. I will not set a date for them, but I want them to carry Ni The heads of thieves, don’t have any little thoughts of killing good people and taking credit for them.”
The emperor said calmly: "When Bailu Cave shows up, beat them until their heads are bleeding, and then pass on the decree. Bailu Cave colluded with the Northern Wei Dynasty, framed the ministers, and harmed the children of my hero. I ordered Yushitai and Jingyesi to hold a joint investigation and investigate." Once we check how many people in Jiankang are related to Bailudong, those who have Bailudong disciples in their families and are from Bailudong themselves will be sent to Yushitai Prison and under strict supervision."
The emperor's words were like a barrage of words, which made the prince feel a little dazed for a moment.
Is this arrangement really appropriate?
This is Confucianism.
"Father..."
"I have decreed that I have been suffering from severe insomnia due to a recent convulsion and have lost my mind, and that I have the intention to visit the mysteries of morality. Invite all the virtuous and virtuous people in the world to discuss the Dharma in the capital, and the winner will be honored as a national teacher. Then let all the states and counties recruit moral hermits, and all the moral hermits will be recruited. A list of those who are still alive will be compiled and sent to the capital."
The emperor's eyes were sharp and powerful.
"Go do it."
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