"You must have been targeting our Xu family for a long time. At least instigating my ninth daughter to rebel is not something that can be easily accomplished in a year or two."
"I was just talking about how she always likes to talk about Buddhism with the Wang family's daughter Tan Yangzi recently."
"Fortunately, I thought I was being cautious and would not get caught, but I didn't expect that I still followed the old saying, it is impossible to guard against a thief."
Xu Jie started talking again at this time.
But then, Xu Jie suddenly looked at Bai Yiqing: "Shuai Danti, it is really not the Xu family who dug up the tomb of the emperor!"
Bai Yiqing took out Xu Jie's autographed letter: "This is the evidence provided by Ming Zhen, the captured mastermind of the excavation of the tomb of Yuci. He confessed that you instigated people to criticize Mr. Zhang, the grand master, and instigated the rogue scholars and people to retaliate against Mr. Zhang. He also took out the autographed letter you ordered him to write, and we compared it with the old memorials you left in the Supervisor of Ceremonies, and it turned out to be your own handwriting!"
"Mr. Xu, it's written in black and white, why do you deny it?"
"Zhang Ziwei!"
As soon as Bai Yiqing finished speaking, Xu Jie named a person and collapsed on the table: "You are so despicable! You killed two birds with one stone!"
Xu Jie was breathless for a moment because he guessed that Zhang Siwei was arranging people to criticize Zhang Juzheng all over the world in his name.
Xu Jie, who has been meticulous and self-interested all his life, never thought that one day he would be tricked by someone who was equally refined and selfish.
Bai Yiqing and other Jin Yiwei also brought a doctor with them, just because they were afraid that Xu Jie would not be able to stand the excitement and would not be able to reach the capital alive.
Therefore, Bai Yiqing hurriedly called the doctor to come up and treat Xu Jie.
After taking Xu Jie's pulse, the doctor said, "Fortunately, Mr. Xu is just anxious and angry, just let him take a breath."
Bai Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Xu Jie did feel relieved at this time, and then he said to Bai Yiqing with a sad smile: "Tishuai, don't worry, now that the matter has reached this point, I will cooperate with you on your mission to Beijing. After all, I have to tell your majesty personally, I didn’t dig up the royal tomb of Grand Master Zhang’s family. I really didn’t do that! I didn’t have the guts to do it, and I wouldn’t be so heartless!”
"As long as the old gentleman is willing to cooperate."
Bai Yiqing nodded and replied.
Then, Bai Yiqing waved his hand and said: "Detain everyone in the Xu family, bring them to the capital, and then execute them according to the order!"
With that said, Bai Yiqing personally came over with a pair of shackles and asked Xu Jie: "Mr. Xu, should you put them on now, or should you rest for a while?"
Xu Jie said: "Just drive in a prison car."
"OK!"
Bai Yiqing agreed.
So, after Xu Jie changed into prison clothes, he was helped into the prison car.
Xu Ying and other Xu Jie children's relatives and domestic slaves were all shackled.
On the next day, by the ferry, the soldiers and people of Huating saw all the Xu family members in shackles and boarding the official ship that was escorting them in despair. They no longer looked as arrogant as before.
Xu Jie himself seemed to have aged ten years overnight, with his beard and hair turning white.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that I would be imprisoned just after Jiangling left. Fortunately, I felt relieved when Jiangling died. But who would have thought that, as I said before, only Jiangling was still willing to protect me. As soon as he left the Xu family, things got even worse. Instead, my Xu family was raided! I was also confused by Lao Hu Tu, and I think Zhang Ziwei is better than Jiang Ling."
After talking to himself like this, Xu Jie looked at the water waves outside and felt sad.
And just one day before the Xu Jie clan was taken to Beijing, Zhu Yijun welcomed his first prince.
That's right.
Queen Du Weirou gave birth to Zhu Yijun's eldest son.
And mother and child are safe.
Zhu Yijun was naturally happy about this, and immediately sent an edict to the imperial minister to announce the birth of the emperor's eldest son throughout the country.
At the same time, Zhu Yijun's ten-day period of resigning from the court also ended, and he formally met with the ruling ministers at the Imperial Palace.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Industry has been ordered to create patterns for the banknotes issued in Japan in lieu of silver coins. Please take a look at them."
When Zhu Yijun met the ruling minister at the Imperial Palace, the cabinet minister Wang Guoguang reported the banknotes he was responsible for.
Zhu Yijun took it, looked at it, and asked: "Where is the anti-counterfeiting place?"
Wang Guoguang pointed it out to Zhu Yijun.
Zhu Yijun nodded and said, "Sir, let me point it out."
Zhu Yijun said and looked to the left: "What do you think, sir?"
But what caught Zhu Yijun's eyes was an empty chair.
Zhang Siwei didn't dare to sit over directly. He only waited for Zhu Yijun to let him sit before he dared to sit over and sit in Zhang Juzheng's seat.
Therefore, what Zhu Yijun saw at this time was just an empty chair on his left.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but feel lost for a moment.
All the ruling ministers were also stunned.
After a while, Zhu Yijun acted as if nothing had happened, and asked Wang Guoguang to show the banknotes to the other ministers.
The other ministers had no objections after reading it.
Zhu Yijun said: "Let's issue it like this."
Wang Guoguang said he obeyed the order.
At this time, Zhu Yijun suddenly asked Zhang Siwei and other ruling ministers: "What is the result of the discussion on Sir's posthumous title and posthumous title?"
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has not come up with a decision yet."
Zhang Siwei said at this time.
After hearing this, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Siwei and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"
Zhang Siwei stood up and replied: "Your Majesty, Yuan Fu has just passed away, and all the officials are in mourning. They are not willing to admit that Yuan Fu is dead for a while, so they have delayed the matter of pursuing the posthumous title, so that the result has not been reached yet. .”
"Don't tell me this!"
Zhu Yijun suddenly raised his finger, pointed at Zhang Siwei, and shouted.
Zhang Siwei looked shocked, then hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Yes!"
Xu Xuemo, the Minister of Rites, also stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites is discussing the posthumous title of Wenzhong, but the Rites Department has not yet agreed, so it has been delayed."
Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I say I want you to discuss it, but in fact it's just a process. But in fact, do you still need to discuss your merits as Prime Minister?"
Zhu Yijun said and looked at Xu Xuemo: "Tell me, do you need to discuss it?"
"I understand what your Majesty means, and I also think that he should be directly designated as Wenzheng. It's just that other colleagues in the Ministry of Rites think that Wenzhong is more suitable."
Xu Xuemo then added: "But I think the edict is right. Yuan Fu's merits and virtues do not need any further discussion. They should be directly designated as Wenzheng. I will write the inscription directly when I return to the ministry!"
"That's right."
"My husband asked me to reuse you before he passed away. I found that it was not without reason that he recommended you."
"However, in my opinion, it is not enough to pursue the posthumous title. Jiangling County must be changed to Taiyue County. According to the order of Mr., the county tax will be exempted for another year. Within three years, every year, the county will be exempted from the county tax. The number of students will be doubled, and the master himself will be posthumously named Marquis of Jingzhou."
Only then did Zhu Yijun smile and start talking.
There was a slight cold sweat on Xu Xuemo's head, and he just forced a smile for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty is wise! After all, I did not think as thoroughly as Your Majesty, and I failed to fully appreciate Yuan Fu's due kindness. I am really ashamed!"
Zhang Siwei glanced at Xu Xuemo at this time, and then said to Zhu Yijun: "Your Majesty, because of the birth of the emperor's eldest son, hundreds of officials have sent congratulations one after another, and the etiquette department has been informed by Wang Jiguang. Now the law and discipline have been improved, and the sea is peaceful. , it can be called political peace. However, the civil and military ministers do not know the intention of His Majesty to work hard to govern. They only focus on trivial and urgent matters, and then levy taxes and taxes excessively. The decrees are not in line with the purpose of recuperating and nourishing the people. There is an uproar inside and outside the court, and the purpose of cultivating people is lost. heart. And I believe that the imperial court should take this opportunity of the birth of the Daqing Emperor’s eldest son to clean up troublesome and harsh governance, carry forward your majesty’s benefits, and make people all over the world appreciate your majesty’s virtues, so that people’s hearts will be at peace, and the national line will be nourished.”
"This statement is very harmful to the current affairs, so I dare not draw up it. Now I only ask your Majesty to make a personal decision."
After Zhang Siwei played, he bowed and raised the original copy, and glanced at Zhu Yijun.
Zhu Yijun did not let Zhang Hong pick up the first book. He only asked with a serious face: "There is no energy for pursuing posthumous titles. With the birth of the emperor's eldest son, there is energy for harsh governance in the Shang Shu Dynasty! Why, listen to what he wants , If the tyranny in the court is not eradicated, will my eldest son not be able to grow up to be a man of talent due to God’s blessing?”
"How dare I dare to report such a blasphemy to heaven and threats to me?!"
As Zhu Yijun spoke, he questioned Zhang Siwei.
