Zongren Mansion.
All the kings are crowded here, and all the dignified kings actually sleep in Datongbu.
"Zhao Hui is dead!" King Zheng was stunned for a long time when he received the news.
The kings of the clan were silent for a long time, and they were all extremely sad.
We had a nice dinner together the day before yesterday, but committed suicide when we got home. It was called missing her deceased wife. How many years had passed since Princess Baoqing died? Is it too late to miss her?
The emperor killed his ministers, but he did not hide it at all.
What about killing the kings?
Will he kill whenever he wants?
"Prince Zheng, can you discuss this with His Majesty? I want to go home." Prince Qing burst into tears.
"Does your Majesty listen to me?" King Zheng smiled bitterly.
So what about his biological uncle? It's not like he has never killed his biological uncle.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
I don't know who started crying first.
Then the entire sect's mansion started to cry.
But at this moment, the eunuch who delivered the order from the palace came in: "Your Majesty has spoken, announcing that King Zheng has an audience."
"Young father-in-law, what is the matter with Your Majesty Xuan Weichen?" King Zheng kept his posture very low and casually thrust a jade pendant into his father-in-law's hand.
The eunuch who delivered the order glanced at him contemptuously: "Your Majesty is not in a good mood, please feel it yourself."
Received the jade pendant and left lightly.
Plop!
King Zheng sat on the ground, it was over, the emperor wanted to kill him!
…
Morning.
Zhu Qiyu looked gloomy and showed no interest in many government affairs.
There were few responses.
The courtiers noticed that the emperor was in a bad mood, but they couldn't figure out why the emperor was like this.
Since the beginning of the year, the emperor has been very diligent and attentive to government affairs, and he can listen to opinions. Although he is a little unruly and violent, he mostly relies on courtiers in handling government affairs and is willing to admit his mistakes in time.
Courtiers who are willing to do practical things think that the emperor is a capable monarch.
The emperor was obviously not in a good mood today. Listening to the memorial, he only agreed absentmindedly.
"Zhu Ying has arrived in Shandong."
"I plan to make Zhu Ying the governor of Shandong and send Lin Cong to Henan to be the governor of Henan."
"What do you think, gentlemen?"
Zhu Qiyu suddenly came back to his senses and asked.
"Your Majesty, things in Shandong are complex and there are powerful enemies coming from outside. Governor Lin is still needed to take charge."
Zhang Feng said: "Wei Chen believes that Governor Lin and Zhu Ying should be ordered to cooperate. When the Haraqin tribe retreats, Governor Lin will be asked to take charge of Henan."
"As you said, the cabinet has drafted an imperial edict. When the Haraqin tribe retreats, it will issue an order to Lin Cong to supervise Henan. There is no need to ask me."
Zhu Qiyu nodded slightly: "Xue Xuan of Guangxi reported that the natives of Guangdong and Guangxi are not convinced, and asked the central government to deploy troops to Guangxi."
"I sent Qiu Jun and Zhang Shun (Totto Polo) to Guangxi before."
"But Qiu Jun gave me a secret message saying that since Shan Yun's death, the Guangxi Guard Station has become rotten and cannot be reused."
"So please ask the central government to send troops and people to guard Guangdong and Guangxi."
"But no one in the center is without soldiers."
"Gentlemen, think of a way, who should be sent to take charge of Guangdong and Guangxi?"
Zhu Qiyu already has a candidate in mind.
"Your Majesty, I have something to say!"
Ye Sheng left work, knelt on the ground, and said generously: "The rebellion of the natives in Guangdong and Guangxi is not caused by the natives, but by excessive exploitation!"
"Just like when the King of Jingjiang entered the dynasty, he forcibly conscripted the native boys and girls, which was a loss of conscience."
"As far as I know, those exiled officials blatantly asked for bribes when they arrived in the territory of the native people. They did not regard the native people as subjects of the Ming Dynasty, which caused the native people to rebel every year and suppressed them repeatedly."
"Therefore, I believe that the root cause should be treated only by treating the symptoms. I would like to ask your majesty to reform the capital police and make the officials treat the natives equally and love the people like their own children. Only then can the natives return to their hearts."
Zhu Qiyu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, nodded: "Ye Qing, wake up, what you said makes sense."
"I gave my orders to Fengtian Palace many times, but those dog officials said one thing and said another behind their backs!"
"Because I am an official of the Celestial Dynasty."
"Look down on the natives."
"What's more, they wish the natives would rebel. Only when the natives rebel can they be able to suppress and pacify this place forever and become their native emperor."
"Even, they are still greedy for military pay and make a lot of war fortune!"
"He deserves to be punished for his crime!"
"I know it very well."
"But there is no way to reform."
"In the past, the Beijing inspection was conducted once every three years. In fact, it was only inspected once every ten years. It has been like this since the first year of Jingtai. But what will be found out, you should know better than me."
"Starting from today, the inspection will be changed to once a year. Those who are inappropriate will be dismissed directly. Those who are guilty will be punished. The Nine Clans will be damned!"
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate, please come up with a detailed statement."
"In the future, newly recruited Jinshi must serve as imperial censors in the Metropolitan Procuratorate for one year, and then be sent to the capital to serve as local officials, or be admitted to the Hanlin Academy."
"I know that the Metropolitan Procuratorate is short of people, so I will recruit temporary censors from among the people and ask them to investigate!"
"Don't you want to be elected as an official candidate?"
"Let them investigate the officials and find out all the shit under the officials' butts!"
"If the investigation is good, let them fill in as officials."
"From now on, the Beijing inspection will be conducted every year."
"In the past, the Beijing Police Department collaborated with various departments, but nothing could be found every year."
"I plan to propose six subjects as the supervision department."
"The official of the Sixth Section of the Palm is only a seventh-rank official. Now he is promoted to the third-rank official, on the same level as the Chief Secretary, and is renamed the Supervision Department."
"In accordance with the official position set up by the Chief Secretary, the chief of the Supervision Department is the supervisory envoy. From now on, the Supervision Department will be responsible for the inspection of Beijing."
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate is responsible for cooperating."
hiss!
Fengtian Hall gasped in air.
Those juren are waiting outside the gate every day, waiting for the official to die suddenly so that he can take his place. If the power is delegated to them, it is estimated that all the officials in the world will die at their hands.
The era of big reporting is coming!
The emperor just asked the officials to get involved. After all, the referee was the emperor, and the emperor could go unpunished or punished severely.
This is forcing officials all over the world to take sides.
Moreover, changing the Sixth Section into the Supervision Department means promoting new officials.
Who will enter this department?
"Officials at all levels in the Supervision Department are drafted by the cabinet. Those who are hard-nosed and not afraid of death will be appointed to the Supervision Department."
"The former Sixth Section will be transferred to the Cabinet Department as appropriate, or remain in the Supervision Department."
"There is no rush for the restructuring. Anyway, we won't be able to inspect the capital until autumn. The ministers will slowly discuss the candidates and submit them to me at that time. I will make a decision."
"Back to the natives."
"Those exiled officials in the chieftain's territory, if the exiled officials cannot be cured, they will not be able to govern the natives!"
"The political achievements of being a exiled official are greater than the political achievements of being a local official. The political achievements are calculated by how many native people are naturalized."
"You can let people and scholars become official officials."
"Inspection Department, be careful. Don't let those officials who cheat and cheat. Those who commit fraud will be punished. The three generations of the nine tribes will not be allowed to take the imperial examination. Those who shield them will be guilty of the same crime."
"The Ministry of Personnel, please make a list of regulations to encourage the civil servants and scholars in the mainland to become official officials and to take the initiative to convert the native people."
"Also, the Hanlin Academy adapted the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic into a small book, using phonetic notation so that the natives can understand it and learn Chinese quickly."
Zhu Qiyu thought for a while: "The Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic are a bit complicated. Let's just come up with a hundred commonly used characters, use phonetic notations, and let the natives learn them. If you learn these one hundred characters, you will be considered a Han."
Your Majesty, you are so perfunctory.
"Your Majesty, these hundred characters are too easy, right?" Ye Sheng felt that a three-year-old could read a hundred characters.
"A hundred words are naturally easy and difficult. Once the natives learn these one hundred words, they can derive a thousand words based on these one hundred words, and they can speak normally. You say how easy it is? not easy?"
Zhu Qiyu laughed.
He set the threshold inside and tricked the natives into learning.
"So compiling these one hundred words is a matter of great learning. The Hanlin Academy will start compiling it immediately, the sooner the better. Then I will print it into a volume and distribute it to Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangxi, Hetao, Liaodong, and Wusheng."
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Even if we can't bring the natives back home, at least we can help them learn Chinese."
"I don't care what method you use to get rid of your official position?"
"I don't care if they are tied, beaten, or bought with money. I will quickly convert them into natives."
"Converting the soil into Han Dynasty was the national policy of the Jingtai Dynasty, and it was implemented throughout."
"If you do well, whether you are a good person or a scholar, I will vigorously promote you; if you do not do well, get out as soon as possible and don't hinder my eyes."
"The cabinet will issue an imperial edict according to my wishes."
Zhu Qiyu changed the topic: "When it comes to educating all people, the people of the Ming Dynasty must also learn."
"Yesterday, the eunuch superintendent of the factory came to report that the report for the residence has been completed."
Zhu Qiyu asked Feng Xiao to circulate the newspaper to the ministers.
The so-called newspaper is actually a booklet stuck together with paste.
"I have been writing for a long time, but I don't know what to write. The first article is the imperial edict copied by Huai En."
"The first reason I run this newspaper is to let the people of the world know the central policy in a timely manner."
"The second is to educate the people, so that they can develop the habit of reading newspapers and know the importance of learning."
"Third, I want all people in the world to appreciate the elegance of the center."
Di Bao is more like a brochure. The paper is not big, it is made of straw paper, the ink is very rough, and the cost is very low.
"Your Majesty, what does this life report mean?" Geng Jiuchou asked.
"Write some common sense in life, such as how to cultivate saplings, the recipe of a dish, etc."
"I divide Dibao into three categories: Ming Dynasty Dibao, Social Dibao, and Life Dibao."
"The Ming Dynasty Di Bao is the official Di Bao. It records imperial edicts, policies, and quotations from me and the court officials. It is officially published and issued for local yamen at all levels to study."
"The social newspaper records interesting things from various places. The social newspaper can also be subdivided, such as the literary newspaper, the medical newspaper, the poetry society newspaper, etc., which include thousands of things."
"I plan to open the social newspaper and daily life newspaper to all people. Anyone can run a newspaper."
“Just pay the taxes.”
This is a lot of information.
Di Bao is not a new thing, but it is a big deal if it is open to the whole people.
Hu Xi frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, the Poetry Club is still discussing the government affairs. If Your Majesty lets go of the imperial newspaper, public opinion will be uncontrollable."
"There's no need to control it. People's hearts are hard to control. It's better to open up channels and let them speak."
"If there is something in the court, change it and if it doesn't, then encourage it."
"but."
"We need to set up a Di Di newspaper bureau to monitor the Di Di newspaper at all times. If there are any serious crimes, the Jinyi Guards will arrest them!"
Public opinion can be guided, but if it is controlled, it will cause fire sooner or later.
Not as good as invisible control.
It is enough to control the press and guide public opinion.
There is no need to review every word and make a fuss about it. There is nothing shameful about it, and you are afraid of who will say it!
"My lords, you can also open a newspaper office for fun."
"You are all well-educated people. You can publish a few poems, write story books, and write novels, and earn some extra money on the way."
"The imperial newspaper is an elegant thing. If you use it well, your names will go down in history."
Zhu Qiyu smiled.
Not to mention, the courtiers were all itchy.
After half a lifetime of reading the books of saints and sages, it is not easy to write a poem that will go down in history, but it is not easy to write a novel that will go down in history?
"Your Majesty, can this newspaper be sold for money?" Bai Gui asked cautiously.
"Of course you can. You can't lose money by running a newspaper. Who would cherish something that costs nothing?"
"Except for the Ming Di newspaper, all other Di newspapers charge money."
"How to sell? How much to charge? I am also crossing the river by feeling the stones, and you will feel your own way."
Zhu Qiyu was not very interested and talked about some local things.
Then he went to court.
"Old lady, please stay here for a moment. I have something to say."
Zhu Qiyu invited Hu Hui to Qianqing Palace.
Hu Xi was thinking about running a newspaper, and recalled his life. When he was young, he traveled all over the world, taught himself medicine, and served as the Minister of Rites for half his life.
When it comes to knowledge, he considers himself to be as good as anyone.
He was hesitating whether to run a literary newspaper or a daily life newspaper. He was quite good at both.
"What is the old lady thinking?" Zhu Qiyu walked with Hu Xi.
"Reporting to your Majesty, I am thinking about filing a newspaper. I am getting old and I am thinking about my posthumous reputation." Hu Xi said truthfully.
"The old lady is full of knowledge and knowledge. She can run a miscellaneous newspaper."
"What is a miscellaneous report?" Hu Xi was surprised.
"Create more sections, such as literature section, life knowledge section, travel notes section, and medical skills section, all of which you are good at."
Hu Hui's eyes lit up, this is a good idea.
He knew many old friends who could be brought in to start a newspaper together.
I was in over my head before, wanting to run a newspaper by myself, but little did I know that with the power of many people, a newspaper can only run for a long time.
"Thank you for your advice, Your Majesty!" Hu Hui saluted respectfully.
Entered Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, Prince Zheng has arrived. Look..." Feng Xiao added.
"Please ask the old lady to go to the side hall and wait for a while. Feng Xiao will serve tea and show the old lady the book I have read recently to relieve his boredom."
Zhu Qiyu comforted Hu Hui.
Hu Xi frowned, what on earth is going on?
"Old minister, I obey."
Zhu Qiyu entered the palace and looked at Feng Xiao: "Send him in and close the palace door. I want to talk in secret."
"Your Majesty, it may not be safe." Feng Xiao was worried.
"Are you afraid that I can't beat an old man? Bring me the Emperor's Sword. If he dares to make any move, I will kill him."
Zhu Qiyu's face was gloomy and he didn't care.
After all, it is a secret matter of the Tian family, and it would not be good for outsiders to hear about it.
King Zheng entered the palace. As soon as he entered, the door of Qianqing Palace suddenly closed. He looked up and saw the emperor sitting on the soft couch with a sword.
A sudden thought occurred in his mind: Do you want to kill me?
"I respectfully ask you, Your Majesty, how are you doing?" King Zheng kowtowed and saluted.
"I am safe."
Zhu Qiyu looked down at him and said nothing for a long time.
King Zheng was sweating profusely and looked frightened.
"Prince Zheng, how old are you this year?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
King Zheng was stunned.
"Hui, Hui, Your Majesty, I am fifty-three this year."
"Then do you know how old Emperor Renzong was when he died? How old was Emperor Xuanzong when he died?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
How can I remember this?
However, King Zheng was shocked, just like the two emperors of the Ming Dynasty who both died young.
Why did the emperor ask that?
When he saw the real records of Renzong on the desk, his heart skipped a beat.
"You are the biological son of Emperor Renzong and the biological brother of Emperor Xuanzong. Why did they die young but you are still alive?"
"There is also King Xiang. If I hadn't killed him, wouldn't he still be alive?"
"There are many kings of the clan who have lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and they are all alive!"
ah?
King Zheng was sweating like rain. He understood that the emperor was suspicious.
"Your Majesty, life and death are destiny..." King Zheng said cautiously.
clatter!
The cold sword edge rested on King Zheng's neck.
"Then tell me, is your destiny to die today? Or to live to be a hundred years old?" Zhu Qiyu asked in a grim tone.
Prince Zheng was confused. How could I know this?
But it’s true that I don’t want to die!
"Wei Chen wants to live." King Zheng told the truth.
"But I don't dare to close my eyes. As long as I close my eyes, I can see the heroic spirit of Emperor Renxuan crying to me!"
Zhu Qiyu pressed his ear: "You are also the son of Emperor Renzong and the younger brother of Emperor Xuanzong. Listen, what can you hear?"
Is the emperor crazy?
King Zheng was very sure that the emperor was crazy!
It's over, he can't leave Qianqing Palace.
"Wei, Weichen heard it!" King Zheng said nonsense.
"Who killed Emperor Ren and Xuan?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.
"Ah?" King Zheng trembled all over and was frightened.
Didn’t Emperors Renzong and Xuanzong die normally?
"When Emperor Renzong passed away, you were in the capital. Didn't you have any doubts at all?"
Zhu Qiyu stared at him: "Although Emperor Renzong was obese, he was still in good health. He suddenly fell ill and died suddenly two days later. Why didn't anyone check?"
"Prince Zheng, tell me, who did it?"
King Zheng was frightened by Zhu Qiyu's tone.
"Wei, Weichen doesn't know!" King Zheng replied tremblingly.
"You are Renzong's biological son, how could you not know?"
"What about Emperor Xuanzong?"
"Emperor Xuanzong, you know best. He is as strong as an ox. He goes into battle with Emperor Taizong to kill the enemy. He is also a fierce general."
"How could it be possible that it would be gone just as soon as it was gone?"
"He is only thirty-seven years old, only seven years older than me now."
"Tell me, will I die in seven years?"
"Am I not going to live past forty?"
boom!
If King Zheng is struck by lightning, the emperor will definitely go crazy!
You are rich in the world and the most noble person in the world. Who will harm you? Can we just be normal?
"Your Majesty, please don't think wildly. Renmiao and Xuanmiao have died... No!" Before King Zheng could finish his words, a line of blood appeared on his neck.
"Is this the end of life?"
"You died at the age of thirty-seven, are you fooling me?"
"I think it's time for you to die today!"
Zhu Qiyu's sword pressed against his neck: "If you die in Qianqing Palace, your son will not be able to inherit the title of Prince Zheng. I will kill them all!"
"Wei Chen really doesn't know!" King Zheng cried loudly.
It doesn't look fake.
"You didn't have any doubts at all at that time?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
"When Renmiao died, Wei Chen suspected..." King Zheng hesitated, a little hesitant to say.
"Tell me, who do you suspect?"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes lit up, they really had a trace!
King Zheng's face was full of despair: "Wei Chen suspects that the late emperor did it!"
"What?"
Zhu Qiyu was shocked.
"After the death of Renmiao, Emperor Xuanzong said to his attendants on his way back to the capital: 'When I came to Nanjing, I expected that I would return to Beijing immediately. I had already made arrangements.'" King Zheng took the risk.
That's right.
There is indeed this sentence in the records of Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty: The king and father are above, and the world is at its heart. How can there be other hearts? And the sudden return from the beginning is beyond anyone's expectation. How could you disobey your father's summons? So he returned to Beijing from Japan.
"impossible!"
"The late emperor is already the grandson of the emperor, why do you have to be so anxious to take that seat?"
"Prince Zheng, do you believe it?"
Zhu Qiyu didn't believe it. In his memory, his father was kind and interesting, and he loved their brothers very much. It was impossible for him to kill his own father! It can't be that kind of beastly thing! impossible!
However, King Zheng obviously believed it.
"This is a rumor!"
Zhu Qiyu roared angrily: "You are talking nonsense!"
"Rumors are just rumors. Weichen is talking nonsense!" King Zheng kept kowtowing.
He suddenly understood that the emperor was suspicious of the Queen Mother Zhang.
"Ten years later, Emperor Xuanzong died."
Zhu Qiyu didn't want to believe that the late emperor committed patricide, so he changed the topic: "Did you know that the throne was almost transferred from my line to King Xiang's line?"
"The Empress Dowager Zhang intends to welcome Prince Xiang to inherit the throne."
"It was Yang Shiqi who led the cabinet ministers and shouted long live to the Mobei King Mountain, which stopped the Queen Mother Zhang from changing his mind for the prince, and the nine-year-old Mobei King successfully ascended the throne."
"But Empress Dowager Zhang listens to politics behind the curtain."
"She became a female emperor like Lu Wu!"
Zhu Qiyu asked him: "Am I right?"
Prince Zheng has lived in the shadow of Empress Dowager Zhang since he was a child, and he should know her very well.
The person who knows a person best is often not one of his own, but his or her enemies.
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is the direct wife of Emperor Renzong and the biological mother of Emperor Xuanzong."
"How could you do something so inhumane?"
"Besides, the Empress Dowager has dedicated her life to the country and has absolutely no intention of coveting power!"
King Zheng actually excused Empress Dowager Zhang.
Did I think wrongly?
"But the biggest beneficiary is her!"
Zhu Qiyu stared at their brothers: "Emperor Renzong died suddenly. You have no doubts. It makes sense."
"But Emperor Xuanzong died suddenly, and you still don't have any doubts?"
"Why?"
"You come and tell me!"
The emperor is crazy!
King Zheng can't argue. You don't even believe your own grandmother. How can you believe what I say?
"I still remember that when I was young, Cheng Huan was at the knees of the Empress Dowager."
"It was she who made the government and the public recognize me as an illegitimate child."
"It's also her who protects my mother and son."
"When I was young, I was extremely attached to her."
"I don't want to doubt her, she is my biological grandmother."
"But I can't close my eyes. If I close my eyes, I can see Emperor Ren and Xuan complaining to me."
"Tell me, what should I do?"
King Zheng kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, please be at ease..."
Bang!
Zhu Qiyu kicked him.
King Zheng was kicked to the ground.
"No matter how relaxed you are, I will be the next one to die!"
"How did I get sick at the beginning of the year?"
"Don't you have any idea?"
"Prince Zheng, I have already died once, please don't force me!"
"I can kill King Jing, and I can also kill you!"
"I can give you wealth and honor, and I can also take it back!"
"If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I will send you down to serve Emperor Renzong!"
"Sending you all over the house! Prince Zheng!"
"Don't force me! Regardless of family ties!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were fierce, as if he were crazy.
King Zheng was frightened and the emperor was absolutely crazy.
He is dead. This is not the first time that the emperor has killed his uncle. He is already familiar with it.
The emperor's suspicion expanded infinitely. The first thing he suspected was the person who threatened his throne, that is, the kings of the near branch. After killing all the kings of the near branch, he would kill the kings of the distant branch.
He has no son, so there is no need to worry about the survival of the throne. When he reaches the extreme of madness, he will drag Ming to be buried with him!
King Zheng was horrified.
However, he couldn't give him a satisfactory answer at all.
Because I don’t know.
"Get out and kneel!"
Zhu Qiyu shouted: "Get out!"
King Zheng seemed to be pardoned and rolled out of the palace crawling on the ground.
Zhu Qiyu breathed a long sigh of relief, rubbed his face, and put away the Emperor's Sword: "Please come in, old master."
Soon, Hu Xi came in and kowtowed.
He noticed that there were real records of Renzong on the emperor's desk.
"Old Master, I invited you here because I have something to say to you."
Zhu Qiyu asked him to sit down: "I hope you can tell me the truth, okay?"
Hu Hui's eyes flashed, and he vaguely guessed what the emperor wanted to ask, and said with a wry smile: "Old minister, I naturally know everything."
"Old Master, how did Emperor Renzong die?" Zhu Qiyu said straightforwardly.
"Your Majesty, it is recorded in Renzong's Records: After Emperor Renzong came to the throne, he pursued pleasure to his heart's content, vented his anger, and indulged in wine and wine."
Zhu Qiyu's face was gloomy: "Old Master, don't fool me with clichés, I want to listen to the truth."
Hu Xi smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, although I am old, in the Hongxi Dynasty, I was just the left minister of the Ministry of Rites. I don't know about high-level things."
The implication is that there is something else hidden?
"It is recorded in the actual records that Emperor Renzong favored Jian Yi, Yang Shiqi and others, but they are all dead, so I can't ask."
Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Emperor Renzong died suddenly without any illness, right?"
"Emperor Xuanzong, too, suddenly became seriously ill and could not attend court, and died in the same month."
"too fast!"
"Old Master, don't you think it's suspicious?"
"Emperor Renzong was in Yongle Dynasty and had been in charge of government affairs for more than 20 years. Although he was obese, he had no serious illness. He suddenly died in the tenth month after taking the throne."
"Emperor Xuanzong is the same. He can go into battle to kill the enemy and is as strong as an ox. I still remember that when I was a child, my father held me effortlessly. He is not addicted to seduces. How can I say that he is gone? He is only thirty. Seven years old!"
"Where's me?"
"At the beginning of the year, I got sick as soon as I said I was sick. The illness came very suddenly and almost killed me."
"None of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty lived past the age of forty."
"Old Master, can you tell me the reason?"
Zhu Qiyu stared at Hu Hui with burning eyes.
Plop!
Hu Xi fell to the ground.
The emperor was suspicious. He suspected that if Emperor Ren and Xuan died abnormally, he would follow suit!
He is afraid of death, then this emperor will become a terrifying killing machine!
In their later years, Taizu and Taizong were pure killing machines.
Emperor Jingtai had no sons, so he had no scruples in killing people. Even if he killed Ming Dynasty, he would not care. At worst, he would be buried with him.
This is a complete lunatic!
Hu Hui's body began to tremble. What happened at the family dinner that night? Who released the emperor's suspicion?
What is she going to do? Do you want Ming Dynasty to be buried with the emperor?
"Old Master, tell me, why did Emperor Ren and Xuan disappear? Tell me!" Zhu Qiyu pressed Hu Hui's shoulders with both hands and stared at Hu Hui with sharp eyes.
"His Majesty……"
Hu Hu swallowed her saliva and calmed herself down: "Your Majesty, you are overthinking..."
"I didn't think much about it."
"Before his death, Emperor Renzong planned to move the capital back to Nanjing. He must have noticed something? So he wanted to flee Beijing."
"You don't think Emperor Renzong is a fool, do you?"
"He was able to supervise the country for twenty years in the Yongle Dynasty where the political struggle was extremely fierce. His political ability is a hundred times stronger than mine."
"But when he ordered the late emperor to go to Nanjing for inspection, he suddenly died. From 'Bu Yu' to 'collapse in Qin'an Palace', it only took two days. This is such a violent death!"
"Old Master, how smart is Yang Shiqi? He hasn't investigated this matter?"
"Empress Dowager Zhang is known as Zhuge among women, doesn't she have any doubt at all?"
"The late emperor was so wise and powerful that he didn't even check?"
"how can that be possible?"
"I've torn through Renzong's real records, but I can't find the reason."
"I just asked Prince Zheng, Zhang Chang, and Zhang Sheng, and they didn't know either."
"Old lady, you must know, right?"
Zhu Qiyu must figure it out.
Be sure to dig out all the lurking enemies and kill them all!
Only then can he have a peaceful pillow and sleep!
The feeling of death was so close that he felt helpless and insecure. He did not dare to close his eyes.
He would not be able to sleep until he killed all his enemies.
Hu Xi was frightened.
The emperor is crazy!
Really crazy!
Didn't the person who released the emperor's suspicions consider that once the emperor went crazy, everyone would die? She will bear the brunt of it!
"Your Majesty, please don't think too much." Hu Hui wanted to take the emperor's pulse to see if there was anything wrong with the emperor's diet.
He knew that Shi Tanxuan was recuperating the emperor's health. Did he use the wrong medicine?
Caused the emperor to fall into a trance?
Zhu Qiyu brushed away his hand and said in a sinister tone:
"Okay, Hong Xichao, your official position is low."
"What about the Xuande Dynasty?"
"You are the Minister of Rites and the Minister of Household Affairs. In the tenth year of Xuande, when the late emperor died of illness, you were one of the five important ministers of Tuogu."
"You should know this time, right?"
"Emperor Xuanzong was in such good health that he died in just ten days!"
"I was young at the time, but I still vaguely remember that my father passed away too fast. During the Chinese New Year, he went to visit me outside the palace and held me and played with me. After the New Year, he became seriously ill and suddenly passed away."
"In these years, I have never doubted it."
"But when something like this happened to me, I realized that neither Emperor Renxuan nor the two died in a normal way."
"I will not die normally."
"Maybe if I close my eyes, I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."
"Even if the crown prince ascends the throne, and even if King Mobei is restored, they will not live past the age of forty."
"This Ming Dynasty is poisonous."
Zhu Qiyu slowly took a few steps back, sat on the table, and his tone became more serious: "If I knew that I would die in a few years, what do you think I would do?"
"Old Master, you understand me."
"If I don't explain this matter clearly today, I will go on a killing spree."
"No matter who it is that will endanger my life, I will get rid of it first and then quickly!"
"I don't have a son, so I have nothing to worry about."
Hu Xi was struck by lightning.
Sure enough, the emperor was going crazy.
The terror of the Yongle Dynasty is finally coming!
Once the emperor sacrifices his butcher's knife, he will give up expansion, give up border defense, give up his ideals, focus on the inside, make heavy use of factory guards, and engage in terror.
Even if the emperor has a dream, he will kill and bleed like a river.
Until he dies.
"Your Majesty, if the old minister said that Emperor Xuanzong died at the end of his life, would you believe it?" Hu Hu said with a bitter smile.
"Do not believe."
See, no matter what I say, what you believe will never change.
So if I don’t say anything, what’s the point?
Go home and write a suicide note, and then kill him if you lead him to death.
"Because it is impossible for a person with a strong body to suddenly die at the age of thirty-seven, in the prime of his life."
Zhu Qiyu stared at Hu Hui: "Unless you can give me a very definite reason."
Hu Hui let out a long sigh.
He has lived long enough and knows enough secrets.
But he didn't want to say it.
It is disrespectful for a minister to slander his emperor, especially his late emperor.
The emperor doesn't care now, he will settle the score with him one day.
Needless to say, the emperor got into trouble again.
"Your Majesty, I shouldn't have spoken out about the late Emperor's scandals, especially in front of you."
Hu Xi knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "After I have finished speaking, your majesty, please give me a day of death."
Is there really a secret?
"The late emperor's Yuanyang bloomed too early, which caused the Yang Qi to leak out. He did not take good care of it when he was young, and he indulged in drinking and drinking. His veterans and other court officials repeatedly advised him."
"However, the late Emperor insisted on going his own way and often used powerful tonic medicines."
"Once or twice is okay, but the late emperor was very brave and pretended to be frightened outside. Over time, he left behind hidden diseases."
"In the first month of the tenth year of Xuande's reign, the late emperor occasionally caught wind and cold."
"It's really a minor illness."
"However, the late Emperor's body was seriously deficient, and he showed off his power in front of others without restraint, which led to the rapid deterioration of his condition."
"Only then did he become seriously ill within a few days, and then the dragon dominated Bintian."
Hu Xi desperately told the truth.
That is to say, the late emperor's vitality was damaged when he was a child, and he did not exercise restraint as an adult, which led to the sudden onset of illness.
According to this, isn’t the original owner the same?
Is it really that simple?
The Qianqing Palace was eerily quiet.
"Old Master, do I know how to do it?" Zhu Qiyu stared at Hu Hui.
Hu Xi's body trembled. The emperor finally didn't believe what he said.
"Old minister, please take your majesty's pulse!" Hu Ming took a few steps on his knees and approached the emperor.
Zhu Qiyu stretched out his wrist. Hu Xi was a very good doctor. He took his pulse for a long time and said, "Your Majesty, your dragon body is healthy and you will not die young!"
"What if?" Zhu Qiyu stared at him.
Hu Hui understood that the emperor wanted to get a guarantee from him.
He wanted to ask Your Majesty to execute him.
He would rather die than give the emperor any guarantee. If the emperor fell ill one day, even if he died, the emperor would punish his son.
The emperor always thought that he was the leader of the civil servant group, so he wanted to get assurance from him.
This was the reason why the emperor had a secret talk with him.
The emperor was suspicious of the civil service group, and then the gentry of the world. It was their joint influence that killed Emperor Ren and Xuan, and he also believed that he could not escape the fate of sudden death.
So I want a guarantee from him.
"Hu Ming!"
After waiting for a long time, without waiting for Hu Hui's response, Zhu Qiyu's face became ferocious: "I don't have to pursue the death of Emperor Renxuan!"
"But why did I get sick during the first month of the year?"
"How did Zhu Jianji die?"
"You must know something!"
"I am alone and have nothing to lose."
"You must not force me."
"I can do anything!"
Hu Hui understood that if he couldn't get a guarantee, he would have the courtiers stabbed him!
The emperor's suspicion was beyond control.
Hu Hui's face was full of despair, and he risked his entire family to protect the emperor's life. It was ridiculous to say that he, a mere minister, had to use his own life to protect the emperor's life.
"I can assure your majesty that as long as I am here, your majesty will be safe!" Hu Hui closed his eyes.
Zhu Qiyu looked at him steadily, and then said after a while: "What if you die?"
I'm dead, how can I guarantee you?
Hu Yan choked and said: "Your Majesty, I am eighty years old. No matter how well I take care of myself, I will not live to be more than a hundred years old. How can I ensure that your Majesty is safe?"
"If you die, who can succeed you as the head of the civil service?" Zhu Qiyu stared at him.
Hu Ming wanted to say that you have never understood that the old minister is not the head of the civil servants at all, and those civil servants do not listen to the old minister at all.
"Li Xian!" Hu Xi had to give a name.
"good!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up with a gloomy look: "I want to build the West Factory. If anything happens to me, I will kill all the courtiers and bury them with me!"
"Hu Hu, please don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Last night, I couldn't close my eyes. I seemed to see my dying father and the helpless Emperor Renzong on the hospital bed."
"I thought about that sudden illness. At that time, I was lying on the bed so weakly and powerless."
"I'm scared, I'm scared!"
"Hu Hu, you protect me, and I will protect your Hu family's wealth for hundreds of years; Li Xian protects me, and I will let him live in the Li family and retire with the country."
"Don't worry, I will have a son, and he will fulfill my last wish."
"As long as you let me live, I will give you the best wealth in the world. If I become the emperor, you will be the most respected minister."
"If I die young, everyone will be buried with me!"
"Everyone, everyone! Even if Ming Dynasty is buried with me, I won't hesitate."
"Hu Bi, you should understand me, right?"
The emperor is crazy!
Hu Hui's body became weak and the emperor went crazy.
It must be Empress Dowager Sun and King Mobei who brought out the emperor's suspicion!
For the sake of his own life, the emperor wanted nothing more than his ideals and aspirations, his family, his country, and the world. He doubted everyone, and everyone might kill him.
Hu Xi thought of Emperor Taizong. Emperor Taizong was so suspicious in his later years. He doubted his own son, doubted the courtiers, and even suspected that Emperor Taizu, who had been dead for decades, was seeking revenge on him...
The emperor became Emperor Taizong at such a young age!
Queen Mother Sun and King Mobei thought they were very smart, but they didn't know that the emperor would be the first to kill the person who exposed his suspicion, because the people he was most worried about were Queen Mother Sun and Queen Mobei's mother and son.
Hu Hu suddenly didn't want to live anymore and wanted to die quickly.
He couldn't imagine what the emperor would look like in a few years.
"Old minister, I will protect your majesty for a day. Please rest assured, your majesty. No one in the world can harm your majesty, let alone your majesty!"
Hu Hui wanted to clear up his doubts and said slowly: "Your Majesty, I know medical skills. I can see that your Majesty is as strong as an ox. Recently, he has stayed away from female concubines. Controlling desires is the secret to longevity."
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will check your Majesty's pulse every day and propose a treatment plan for your Majesty."
"You can then show the plan to the consultant, and then the Tai Hospital will consult you."
"Your Majesty, a happy mood is the secret to good health."
"Please don't let your majesty think wildly. As long as the old minister is here, your majesty will have no worries. The old minister will risk his life to keep your majesty safe!"
Hu Hui kowtowed respectfully.
Zhu Qiyu's expression softened slightly, and he helped Hu Hui up with his own hands: "Old Master, how do you think I am worthy of being an emperor?"
"Indeed, I forcibly moved the Confucius family and received a bad name; I did not spare the gentry, which caused the gentry to be dissatisfied; I was not friendly to the kings, which caused them to resent me."
"but!"
"Look at this Ming Dynasty, is it regaining its strength?"
"I am violent and I am seeking wealth."
"But will any of it be spent on myself?"
"I want to be an emperor for the ages. I want to be an emperor alongside Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Genghis Khan, and the great ancestor of the imperial dynasty."
"I don't covet enjoyment, nor do I indulge in seduces. I am extremely harsh on myself."
"What do I want?"
"What I want is this country, what I want is the safety of the people, what I want is the continuation of the Ming Dynasty!"
"I can suffer, I can restrain myself, I can endure."
"But I won't allow anyone to harm me."
"What I have done is a great deed that will bless all people and leave a lasting legacy."
"Old lady, you are talented talents. In the Hongxi, Xuande dynasty, and the orthodox dynasty, have you showed your ambitions?"
"Such as Yu Qian, Li Xian, Lin Cong, Wang Wen, Wang Fu, Zhang Feng, Geng Jiuchou, Bai Gui, Wang Yue, Nianfu, Zhu Ying, Xiang Zhong, Han Yong, Kou Shen, Yuan Jie, Yang Xin, Li Jin , Fang Ying, Liang Yan and so on. "
"If there is no 他们, will they be reused?"
"Even if it is reused, it is a vegetarian meal."
"I can give them a place in the province, and they toss them casually. Can you do it?
"Old lady, I don't boast."
"I really want to be good for Daming, and I really want to let the officials be a stage of talent to show their talents and make them famous."
"Those talents who are unparalleled, flying dogs should hate me."
"But those who can be excellent in you should thank you."
"Only 才 can you let you go into the nine days like an eagle; only I can make you enter the temple, enter the martial arts temple, and be admired by the world."
"Old lady, you have passed the five dynasties, you can see it than anyone else, you talk about, are you right?"
Don't say it.
The emperor had a lot of problems, but he did respect the talents and was willing to give all the courtiers a stage of talent, and he never intervened, and helped to the greatest extent.
Although it was reckless, he could hear it and persuade. Even if the courtiers spit Mo Xingzi sprayed on his face, as long as it was the right thing, he would admit it.
He can toss Zhu Ying, Han Yong, and the rich in the province, showing his confidence and mind.
"The old minister has gone through the five dynasties, and the five monarchs have gone through the five dynasties."
"Jianwen Chao, Jianjian people cut the vanity in one heart, and have no intention of governance."
"Yongle dynasty, the Emperor Taizong was in Mobei, and was too lazy to deal with the government. The prince was founded by the prince. Although the prince was righteous, he suffered everywhere, and he was in the storm, causing many things to do."
"The Hongxi Dynasty was short, and it was on the bottom."
"The Xuande Dynasty, Emperor Xuanzong's talents, but his thoughts were playing on fun.
"The orthodox dynasty, the Empress Dowager Zhang, the Empress Dowager Zhang, listened to the government in the first seven years. The next seven years of Moe Bei king pro -government, but the courtiers only knew to fight for power and had no intention."
"The Jingtai dynasty, although it was like the orthodox dynasty in the past few years, after winning the door, His Majesty showed bravery."
"Your Majesty knows how to decentralize, pay attention to talents, cherishes the people's power, is good at serving, and does not be on the prince."
"The old minister can serve the Majesty in the years of the candle, but fortunately
"Your Majesty is right. The old ministers and others want to name the history of the lotus.
Hu Yan strongly resolved the suspicion in the emperor's heart.
"Old lady, you know me."
Zhu Qiyu supported him: "So, you need to work with your monarchs and ministers.
"I will definitely make you a major minister in the side of Ho Yizhu!"
"I help you enter the temple and be admired by Wanshi!"
"Old lady, you helped you to move towards the throne."
"I hope, one day I will help you in person."
"I complement your monarchs, start and end, and become a good story."
Hu Yan was relieved.
Finally, the emperor's suspicion was temporarily suppressed.
"Old ministers and glory!" Hu Yan respectfully respectfully and thanked him.
"Old lady, Hu Changning is bent in Jinyi Wei, go to the place, experience it, and the future is better back to the center."
Zhu Qiyu said to do so and gave the Hu family wealthy.
"Old minister Xie Her Majesty!"
Hu Yan did not dare to refuse, and finally lifted the emperor's doubt. In case he refused, it made the emperor think that he was lying to him, but it would be troublesome.
"Go to Hunan, Hunan is difficult, but it is easy to make a head -up."
Zhu Qiyu considers: "I plan to send Jin Zhong and sit in Jiangxi."
"Jiangxi has always been the place where Zhong Lingyuxiu. Since the Ming Dynasty, half of the courts have come from Jiangxi."
"So I think, please ask Jiangxi gentlemen to fill the lake and Yungui."
"I know that the Chinese people have always fallen their leaves, and they value their hometown very much, but the land in Jiangxi is short of lack, and more and more scholars are. As people are lush, Jiangxi will be crushed sooner or later."
"It is better to move out of some veins and fill in these places while taking advantage of Huguang, Yun Gui, and Guangdong."
"Pushing the style of the text and pushing to various places can also keep the Jiangxi big clan continuously expand and better work for the court."
"In a few days, I will propose in the court. The Jiangxi party in the court must take the lead in taking the lead.
Zhu Qiyu wants to fight for Hu Yan's consent.
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
Seeing that the emperor returned to normal, Hu Yan laughed: "There are many places in Jiangxi, and the pulse of the scholars is everywhere."
"If the Majesty only moves the pulse and does not move the pulse, it must be happy to see it."
That is to say, separate, don't take money.
As for the money to rebuild the family business, the emperor naturally got out.
"The old lady Fu has a psychological preparation."
Zhu Qiyu said: "Therefore, Hu Changning went to Hunan to host the reconstruction of Hunan Wenmai."
He used Hu Yan's influence to suppress Jiangxi gentry.
Han Yong and Nianfu are capable. After all, they are young and have insufficient influence.
Although Hu Changning was young, there was a daddy standing center.
"Old ministers follow the purpose!" Hu Yan knew.
But this is also the opportunity for Hu Changning.
After a few more words, Zhu Qiyu personally sent Hu Yan to leave.
Looking at the hot sunshine, Zhu Qiyu's mind was suddenly cheerful, and his face recovered with a smile: "Let Zheng Wang use the diet in the palace to return to the house, tell him what to say, what should not say."
He can no longer investigate the truth of the death of Renxuan Er.
But the courtiers must tell him that he would not die!
Once he was sick someday, he started to move the knife, kill Chaotang first, then kill local officials, and kill light!
As for the gentry, when he was not sick, it was time to split and clean up.
I must not die!
"Let Tan Shi come over to ask for the pulse at night." Zhu Qiyu explained.
"Emperor, Gong Shu is back." Feng Xiao carefully returned.
"Hurry up!"
Zhu Qiyu frowned, Shu Liang sat in Shanxi, and suddenly came back.
He moved his body and asked the Food Bureau to prepare meals.
Shu Liang couldn't hurry to enter the palace, but he was anxious in his eyes, and entered the temple to worship.
Carefully glanced at the people who were serving the Qing Palace.
"Let's go, Shu Liang, you wait for meals."
"My slave obeys the order!"
Shu Liang got up and gave the emperor vegetables.
When everyone withdrew the Qing Palace, Shu Liang lowered his voice: "The emperor, found a big event."
"Elaborate."
Zhu Qiyu glanced out of his eyes: "The outside is panic and close the hall door."
Shu Liang put down the public chopsticks, took out a chapter from his sleeve pocket, and put it on the table: "Huangye, please look carefully."
Shu Liang sits in Shanxi, one is to investigate the foundation of the Jin Dynasty; the other is to investigate and deal with the post delivery system.
"On the way the emperor, the slaves returned to Beijing, they encountered seven assassinations. The slaves were afraid and couldn't see you alive!"
Update today! This is the first chapter, and the second chapter is updated on time at 10 o'clock! There are also Chapter 3, there may be Chapter 4 ~ Seeking subscriptions!
