Zhu Biao's brows had not relaxed since he left the palace. Most of the people serving in the palace were from the palace, and they were very well behaved. The figure that disappeared just now was clearly the concubine left by his cousin Zhu Wenzheng.
That is, Zhu Shouqian's biological mother, Mrs. Chen. Her age, appearance, and figure were quite to Cao Mengde's liking, but she underestimated his determination and tried to seduce his brother-in-law by relying on his special status. It was extremely ridiculous.
Thinking about it, he felt that no matter how many and beautiful women were around the prince, it would be boring, and she was not as good as a special widow like her. In the past dynasties, regardless of the heavenly family or the high-ranking family, such dirty things were not uncommon, but it was not that rare.
Not only the father-in-law and the daughter-in-law, but the brother-in-law and sister-in-law. If it spreads out and makes people laugh, I don't know whether this matter was Chen's idea or Zhu Shouqian's.
Zhu Biao thought for a while and felt that Zhu Shouqian should have mentioned it, and the Chen family was probably also willing. They, mother and son, have been enjoying the blessings of Zhu Wenzheng's achievements in Hongdu in the past. Both Lao Zhu and Queen Ma have taken good care of them.
It's just that this relationship is almost gone now. Zhu Shouqian, a concubine, inherited the title of the county king. Now it seems that this kid may not be able to keep this title.
He has Zhu Wenzheng's paranoid and arrogant nature, but does not have his general talents. To be honest, Zhu Biao, a cousin, should be closer to his cousin.
But since he was a child, he has always been more fond of his cousin Li Wenzhong, and his impression of Zhu Wenzheng is mostly of his gloomy demeanor. Especially after Zhu Wenzheng was banned from Tongcheng, he indulged himself, treated people like grass and trees, and committed evil without end. He was even more unkind. , and his subordinates steal someone's wife, kill someone's husband, kill someone's son, harm someone's father, take someone's property by force, and everyone takes advantage of his power.
But after all, the deceased has passed away, and there is still a contribution from Hongdu. Although Zhu Biao is not very close to his son, he can still take care of him. The last time he came to the government to say that he wanted to seize the title, Zhu Biao also arranged for the Ministry of Rites to make a petition. He attacked, what else could he do?
Zhu Biao's brows softened and his expression turned back to indifference. Whether he stayed rich or committed suicide, it was all his own fault. There was nothing he could do to change a person's inner temperament.
My father has a saying that goes like this: Drink from a golden cup together and show no mercy. The court will reward you for your meritorious service and hard work, and the court will not let you go if you commit evil deeds. The majesty of the law must be established after all. These emperors Relatives and relatives are also subject to clan government sanctions.
Old Zhu cares about blood and family ties, but Zhu Biao does not. When necessary, not to mention his nephew and brother, even his own son will not be merciful. If he is strict with others and lenient with himself, how can he serve the world and legislate?
Although he knows that he can do it, it does not mean that his successors can also do it, but just like Lao Zhu wanted to ensure that his direct descendants can succeed and unify, at the beginning of the founding of the country, he should always set a good example.
If future generations of kings really want to punish clan members, they would have to have a precedent to follow. Not every monarch can have the arbitrary authority of their father and son. The filial piety of clan members can really overwhelm people.
The car arrived at the Yan Mansion. It was not a small house, but compared with the first three houses, it was much shabby. It was only a second-level house. When Zhu Biao opened the car curtain, he saw more than a dozen children of the Yan family kneeling to greet him.
"Wei ministers (students) are waiting to welcome His Royal Highness, Your Highness Qianqiu!"
Yan Donglai had three legitimate sons, the eldest two of whom were already serving as officials, the eldest was serving as chief envoy in Yangzhou, the second was working as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy, and the youngest was still studying in the Imperial College.
In fact, Yan Donglai's eldest son lacked the qualifications to be the chief envoy. However, Yan Donglai's life was on the line some time ago. Whether it was to relieve his worries, to celebrate, or to buy a horse bone for a thousand gold, he was promoted in an unusual way.
Zhu Biao got out of the car and stood in front of the boss Yan Qingmo. He bowed again: "My father has just recovered from a serious illness and was about to go out to greet me. I was stopped by Wei Chen. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
"Get up. If you don't stop me, I will punish you."
"Your Highness is benevolent."
The Yan family members who stood up stood quietly aside, not touching the prince's neck or above to show respect. Yan Donglai's family tradition was very strict, and Zhu Biao had also heard of it.
When he entered the gate, he saw women and children saluting on the other side. Zhu Biao nodded slightly and went straight over. At the same time, he said: "There is no need to lead you to the main hall politely. I want to see Yan Qing's family."
"promise."
Zhu Biao glanced at Yan Qing beside him and said: "Since my father has overcome the difficulties and you have two younger brothers in the capital to take care of you, go to Yangzhou and take up the post as soon as possible. Don't betray the trust of your Majesty."
Yan Qingmo responded: "Even if I leave to take office tomorrow, I will definitely not disgrace my family, and I dare not ignore your father's trust!"
As they were talking, they arrived at Yan Donglai's bedroom. Yan Qingmo opened the door first and saw two servants holding Yan Donglai, who was standing tall, kneeling on the ground. The bone marks on his back could be seen through his inner clothes.
"The humble minister Yan Dong has come to pay homage to His Highness, and please forgive me for my misconduct in front of the Emperor."
Seeing this, Zhu Biao hurriedly ordered: "What are you doing? Get your master on the bed quickly, don't catch a cold!"
Yan Qingmo and others immediately went to help. Zhu Biao looked at Yan Donglai who was out of breath after saying a sentence and couldn't help scolding: "Why should we be like this between you and my monarch? I came to visit you in the hope that you will recover soon." , good monarchs and ministers work together to safeguard the people's livelihood and the country, what should I do if it hurts my body again like this!"
Zhu Biao's words immediately made the Yan family's old, young, women and children burst into tears. They couldn't help weeping and sobbing. Yan Donglai's illness frightened them, fearing that the lintel they were about to build would suddenly fade away.
Yan Donglai, on the other hand, lay down weakly on the couch and said with a weak smile: "Your Highness is in a difficult time and I am seriously ill again. Not only can I not share your worries for you, but I also make your Highness worried. If your Highness comes in person and I can't salute you, I will be ashamed." ah."
Liu Jin moved a stool, and Zhu Biao sat in front of the couch and looked at the doctor who had just come in and said, "Doctor Zhang, please ask for your pulse again."
"promise."
The imperial doctor held hands for a moment and then stood up and replied: "Reporting to your highness, Yan Siqing is not seriously ill. I can just go and prescribe some warm and tonic decoction. But before you are ready, you must not bother like this."
Zhu Biao's brows softened: "You heard it, you must take good care of it in the future."
Yan Qingmo and the others bowed down and agreed. Seeing Yan Donglai and his close ministers acting like this, Zhu Biao could no longer keep his sullen face. He calmed down and started talking about lighter things.
After a while, Yan Donglai cheered up and said: "Your Highness, I am afraid that I will have to suffer from this illness for a long time. I can't stay away from people in critical places in Dali Temple. Last night, I asked Quan Zi to write my resignation memorial. Please make arrangements for it in advance." yes."
Zhu Biao nodded slightly and said: "The complicated and trivial matters in Dali Temple are indeed not suitable for recuperating a sick body. It's best for you to think so. I will arrange it well. Don't overthink it. You and I will be kings and ministers for a long time."
Yan Donglai raised his hand and waved, and Yan Qingmo immediately led his family members to retreat. Soon only the people brought by Zhu Biao were left in the temple. Yan Donglai said: "The members of Dali Temple are complicated. Please let them know after your highness has decided on the candidate." When I come to the minister's office, I will tell you who can be used and who cannot be used. There must be an explanation, so as not to miss the important event of His Highness."
Zhu Biao has no objections. Yan Donglai has been in charge of Dali Temple for several years and has a solid foundation. Although he has recovered from his illness, he will definitely recover after his recovery and has a bright future. Without his guidance and support, it will not be easy for others to successfully manage Dali Temple. matter.
Everyone has a steelyard in their heart, and it is even more common to climb up the strong and trample on the weak. So what if you have the opportunity to help His Highness's most trusted ministers when they need help, even if you are suppressed for a moment?
Zhu Biao was too lazy to take care of the following trivial matters, because he couldn't control them. If there was really a way for officials to suppress human desires, he would have found a way to do it. It's just human nature, so there's nothing he can do.
When Liu Yuan of the Southern Han Dynasty was in power, in order to prevent officials from having selfish desires, he decreed that only those who had become eunuchs from the palace could serve as officials. As a result, there were more than 20,000 eunuchs in the Southern Han Dynasty running the government, and the people had no life and political affairs were chaotic.
Therefore, even though some officials in the past dynasties had bad personal ethics, as long as their ability was enough to convince the public and they could handle government affairs beautifully and satisfactorily, as long as they did not touch the red line, those in power would generally turn a blind eye.
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