Early on the next morning, when the morning court had already begun, the prince and the princess left the bed to freshen up and change clothes. After all, the effect of resting for nearly an hour was obvious.
Zhu Biao thought that if he decided like this in the future, both the monarch and his ministers would be safe. Otherwise, it would not be something ordinary people could bear to follow Lao Zhu's daily routine, and not everyone could be full of energy after sleeping for two or three hours. Energetic.
After a simple breakfast, Zhu Biao walked leisurely towards Fengtian Palace. Along the way, he watched the palace with his hands behind his hands in the early morning. There was an endless stream of maids and eunuchs sweeping everywhere.
With a few blasts of whips, singing and drinking, Zhu Biao knew that the courtiers had entered the Fengtian Hall, and then stepped forward from the side hall into the main hall, with civil and military officials standing on both sides.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
Hu Weiyong led the courtiers to bow down and salute: "I respectfully welcome His Royal Highness, Your Highness, may you live in peace forever!"
Feeling the orderly and solemn atmosphere, Zhu Biao walked to the side of the dragon chair, stood still and solemnly said, "Your Majesty, please wait for me."
"promise."
Zhu Biao turned around and bowed to the dragon chair to show his respect. Then he faced the ministers who got up and said: "The Holy Emperor is on a northern tour. I have been ordered to temporarily take charge of the government affairs of the country. I hope that you and others will assist you to maintain the peace." The national body, the country, the country and the country are at peace.”
"I dare you to refuse to serve and die to repay the country!"
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction. Wherever he looked, there were courtiers who bowed their heads respectfully. No one dared to look at the prince. When the emperor left the capital, there was only one sun shining brightly on the capital.
In this way, all the ministries went about their business in turn, and the morning court was as usual. There was no chaos caused by the emperor's departure from Beijing, and no official dared to cause trouble for the prince at this time.
Looking at it, although there are differences between closeness and distance, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty basically have the imprint of the East Palace. This is also the situation that Zhu Yuanzhang has always wanted to see. Only in this way can authority be smoothly transferred.
Although this sudden northern tour was due to factors such as the shortage of court officials, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to test the effectiveness of this plan. After all, people are prone to misfortune and good fortune, and life and death are ultimately not controlled by them. Death in the prime of life is never a big deal. A rare thing.
The morning court ended in a hurry, because too many government affairs needed to be handled at the government office instead of being discussed in the morning court. Most things in this world were trivial matters, and it was rare that the survival of the country was urgently affected.
Zhu Biao also noticed that there were censors or officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs who frequently wanted to go out to report, but they were stopped by their colleagues. Although they did not say anything, Zhu Biao could guess what was going on.
Although it was clear, I could only pretend not to see it at this time. Officials from the Prison Department of the Ministry of Punishment wanted to release him, but they had to wait. There was no rush at this moment.
Not only was it related to his father's face, but releasing them so quickly and urgently also proved that the court could not do without them for a moment. Wouldn't this be able to intimidate everyone and force the king to submit?
Zhu Biao had already thought that the officials imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment would not only plead guilty, but also scold Gao Qi and other so-called literati who pretended to be noble, and their grades would be reduced even after they were released from prison.
There are even some idiots who are greedy for the reputation of scholars and stubbornly think that the court will release them sooner or later. Zhu Biao wants to punish the ministers in order to kill them. This may be different from what Lao Zhu thought.
Zhu Biao's basically perfect golden body may be stained with some stains, but he has long been aware of it. The reason for raising fame in the early years is that fame does have a great influence in today's era.
But if you are restricted by this reputation, how will you display your ambitions in the future? When your father is alive, your father can still bear these severe punishment orders, but when Zhu Biao returns a hundred years later, Zhu Biao will return. Who can we count on?
Thunder and rain and dew are all the kindness of the king, but thunder comes before the rain and dew, otherwise how can a drop of rain and dew show the power of the king? There are always many people in this world who are afraid of power but not virtuous, and there are few people who respect the virtuous and think of others.
Zhu Biao put his hands behind his hands and ordered: "In that case, please retreat from the court. I hope that the ministers and others will perform their duties. If there is anything undecided, please ask Prime Minister Hu first. If you are still undecided, go to Jinshen Hall to find me."
"No, I will respectfully see you off to Your Highness."
Zhu Biao nodded and turned around to leave. After the prince's figure had gone away, all the ministers in the palace stood up. The warriors left in groups to take care of themselves. Those who were imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice were all civil servants. They were too busy with their work to follow. What does it have to do with us? Let’s go drink.
Zhao Yannian, the political minister of Pingzhang, quickly walked to the front and helped Hu Weiyong, who looked a little pale, and said sincerely: "Prime Minister Hu, please take care of yourself. The princes on the Northern Patrol are in jail, and all my subordinates are relying on you."
Hu Weiyong coughed a few times and shook his head: "The one we are relying on is His Highness the Crown Prince."
Chen Youzong on the side smiled and said: "Your Highness is wise and powerful, but the government affairs of this country are so important that we cannot do without Hu Xiang's assistance. Please take care of yourself."
Hu Weiyong is a few years younger than Yang Xian, but he is still in his fifties. This is a big deal in time. As the prime minister, he does not have to worry about it. He has always used decoction to cheer up his spirit.
After a few polite words, Chen Youzong led some officials away, while Hu Weiyong was surrounded by more officials and walked slowly behind. There were even officials from the Dudu Mansion and the Hanlin Academy at the Sixth Censorship Station of Zhongshu Province. It can be seen that There are many people in Hu Weiyong's group.
Chen Liang, the Right Prime Minister of Zhongshu, said: "Prime Minister Hu is overworked, and so are we. We have been working hard and sleeping for a long time. I don't know when His Highness will release the colleagues in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Personnel also answered with a bitter look on his face: "I came back to the house at the end of Yin Dynasty, which made the house restless. How can I stay like this for a long time?"
The Minister of Punishment sighed: "I talked about it with His Highness yesterday, but His Highness had a cold attitude and sent me back to discuss with Prime Minister Hu. It can be seen that it is no longer possible these days."
"this……"
Hu Weiyong listened to their complaints expressionlessly, knowing in his heart that this was their demand, not only because of the heavy government affairs, but also because he wanted to take this opportunity to sell well.
"Okay, there are Dali Temple and government military guards guarding the jail of the Ministry of Punishment. We can't go and visit at will. Chengkang, please go and persuade us carefully. Those who should plead guilty or plead guilty should do so as soon as possible. We are all ministers. , there is nothing that can’t be erased by bowing to your father.”
Chen Mingjie, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, responded: "In reply to the Prime Minister's words, I went to persuade him yesterday. Of course, there is nothing that can't be wiped out, but there are a few shameless people who are clamoring that they are innocent and imprisoned. Why plead guilty? They have to wait for the Holy Spirit. I will pardon Wei Guan, Gao Qi and others, and resume the imperial examination to obtain scholars."
Hu Weiyong's beard trembled slightly and he wanted to curse, but he still endured it. He just frowned and said: "Then leave them alone, collect the others and present them to His Highness in public tomorrow morning."
The newly appointed censor, Zhongcheng Tujie, followed Hu Weiyong's left side and said: "It's true that the imperial court is short of officials. What is needed is dozens or hundreds. Even if there is such a gap, the government will not be able to run smoothly even if we work harder. What a joke." I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out of my stubborn temper.”
The left minister of the Military Punishment sneered: "Do you really think that Your Highness, the Crown Prince, will not kill people? Your Highness's kindness is comparable to that of His Majesty. In recent years, many people have been killed by Your Highness. The corpses are more than enough to fill four or five prisons of the Criminal Department."
The Minister of War immediately scolded him sternly: "Be careful what you say! Are you allowed to speak about His Royal Highness?"
The son and son-in-law of the left minister of the Ministry of War are also being detained in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Although they are taken care of by the jailers of the Ministry of Punishment, it is a prison that never sees the light of day. I heard that his son is not getting well after getting sick, and I am afraid that the root cause of the disease is at stake.
The group of people walked slowly, but they still wandered out of Chengtian Gate. After the officials from various ministries saluted Hu Weiyong, they returned to the government offices. They had a lot of government affairs.
Hu Weiyong led a group of Zhongshu Province's confidants back to his official office. Inside, there were already servants from the Hu family waiting for them, heating soup and medicine on the stove.
Chen Liang, the right minister of Zhongshu, took the decoction and ordered: "Go to the door and watch. I will discuss important matters with the Prime Minister."
The servant glanced at Hu Weiyong and hurriedly agreed, then opened the door and went out to watch. Chen Liang felt the temperature of the soup and then handed it to Hu Weiyong: "The good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. Prime Minister, please take it while it is hot."
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