"Then what party are you from?" Zhu Di looked at Yang Xuan and asked.
It's just that he was chewing on a chicken leg while asking such a serious question, and his style was extremely weird.
"Princeling, this goes without saying!" Yang Xuan said without thinking.
"What about you? What kind of party are you from?" Yang Xuan then asked.
"Imperial Party!" Zhu Di said after swallowing the chicken drumstick in his mouth.
"Eh..." Yang Xuan gave Zhu Di a look of contempt and continued: "You are not as good as Taizu in this regard."
"Why can't I compare? You tell me." Zhu Di refused.
"Taizu, he is a staunch princeling, nothing like you." Yang Xuan said, not forgetting to look at Zhu Di with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Also, why do you think Taizu is worried that your position is incorrect?"
"It's not because of the good saint grandson." Yang Xuan said, and revealed another secret.
"What a great saint?" Zhu Di wondered.
"Hey, that's it!" Yang Xuan pursed his lips and gestured in the direction of Zhu Gaochi.
Looking at Zhu Gaochi who was surrounded by a group of officials, Zhu Di was stunned for a moment.
At the same time, Yang Xuan's voice was still ringing in his ears: "You are the most like Taizu."
"However, the prince is the most like Prince Yiwen."
"If the situation hadn't been unfavorable to you at that time, maybe at that time, for the sake of the good grandson, Taizu would have made you the crown prince."
"But even so, Taizu still left a secret decree."
"Speaking of which, you seem to be a bit arrogant."
The corners of Zhu Di's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to refute.
After thinking about it, he simply stuffed the leftover chicken legs into Yang Xuan's mouth when he wasn't paying attention.
"Bah, bah, bah, why are you still carrying out a sneak attack?" Yang Xuan quickly spat out the chicken legs and glared at Zhu Di.
"Sneak attack? Who can prove it?" Zhu Di looked at Yang Xuan proudly.
"...Fuck!" Yang Xuan ignored Zhu Di and turned his eyes to the scene.
Although most of the people at the scene gathered around Prince Zhu Gaochi and King of Han Zhu Gaoxu, there were always exceptions.
For example...Ning Wang, Zhu Quan.
At this time, he was sitting alone in the banquet, looking at the officials and drinking.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
…
After the banquet was over, Yang Xuan also left the palace.
We've all eaten and drank enough, and there's no point in staying any longer.
At the court meeting the next day, Zhu Di appointed Yang Xuan as the Zongren Order of the Zongrenfu, in charge of the affairs of the royal family.
The previous clan order was King Qin Zhu Ping, but since Zhu Ping passed away, Lao Zhu's mind was not on this and he did not appoint a new clan order.
All affairs of the Zongren Mansion were also handed over to Zong Zheng, King Zhu Fan of Jin, and King Zhu Di of Yan.
With the death of Jin King Zhu Fan, the Zongren Mansion was also handed over to Zhu Di.
But after Zhu Yunwen came to power, the Ministry of Rites was basically responsible for the affairs of the Zongren Mansion.
What follows is the Battle of Jingnan.
It was not until today that Zhu Di remembered this and appointed Yang Xuan.
It's just that Yang Xuan knows everything about his temper.
No, Yang Xuan is complaining to Zhu Di.
"Your Majesty, if you can't appoint anyone to serve as the commander of this sect, why do you have to ask me?"
"I'm as busy as a dog every day. I don't have time."
"I didn't expect you to be able to contribute."
"I just want you to receive an extra salary. Please let the officials of the Zongren Mansion handle the specific matters according to regulations."
Zhu Di said angrily.
"That's okay." Yang Xuan refused.
The Zongren Order of the Zongren Mansion is a first-class official position, and the annual salary is quite large.
Although it is not as good as the salary of a marquis, it is still one-third of his current salary.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Xuan smiled.
"Virtue!" Zhu Di gave Yang Xuan a roll of his eyes.
Yang Xuan laughed twice and said nothing.
"By the way, I have something I want to ask you." Zhu Di asked.
"what's up?"
"Cutting the feudal lordship."
"Do you want to reduce the vassal status?" Yang Xuan looked at Zhu Di.
"That's right." The latter did not deny it.
"It is necessary to reduce the vassal status, but are you sure you won't end up like Jianwen?"
Yang Xuan asked.
"You have so little confidence in me?" Zhu Di said.
"No, I'm just a little worried." Yang Xuan said.
"Then you listen to my idea first."
"Can."
Barabara…
After listening to Zhu Di's words, Yang Xuan also understood.
The most important purpose of Zhu Di's plan to cut down the vassal was to cut off the three guards of the prince's palace.
Remove the military power from the feudal lord.
Because he was worried that someone would imitate him and cause another disaster in Fengtian.
"This idea is correct, but you can't leave nothing for others, right?"
"This can be discussed at that time, but the three guards of the palace must not be retained." Zhu Di's bottom line was very clear.
"Well, I have no objection."
"But I also want to remind you, don't be like Jianwen and turn cutting down the vassal into killing the vassal." Yang Xuan nodded and said.
"Do you need to remind me?" Zhu Di was the victim of Jianwen's reduction of vassal status, so he didn't know how to learn his lesson.
He planned to take a gentle approach to reducing the vassal status.
good for everyone.
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave."
"Um."
Soon after, Zhu Di called monk Dao Yan into the palace to discuss the details of reducing the vassal.
…
Time flies, and March is here in a blink of an eye.
On this day, King Ning Zhu Quan entered the palace and asked to see Zhu Di.
"I, Zhu Quan, see your majesty!"
"Brother Seventeen, you are here, sit down quickly!" Zhu Di said enthusiastically.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Brother Seventeen, there have been too many things going on in the court in the past few months. Don't blame me for neglecting you!"
"I don't dare."
Zhu Quan said quickly.
"Hey, when did we brothers become so indifferent to each other?"
"By the way, why did you come to see me today?" Zhu Di asked.
"I have come to ask for your resignation from Your Majesty."
"It's been almost a year since I came to the capital, and it's time to return to my fiefdom."
Zhu Quan said.
The soldiers and horses he brought with him had already been reorganized by Zhu Di. Now, except for some people who stayed in Daning to defend the grassland, there were no soldiers at all.
"Seventeenth brother, why are you in such a hurry?" Zhu Di asked.
"My family members are still in the fiefdom, and I am afraid that they will be worried."
"If this is the case, then I will send people to bring them to the capital."
Zhu Di said.
When Zhu Quan heard this, his expression changed.
What does it mean? Don't want to let yourself go back?
Want to put yourself under house arrest in the capital?
He had long realized that he had been deceived by Zhu Di, so he did not bring up the idea of sharing the world, and just wanted to return to the fiefdom as soon as possible.
"Seventeenth brother, look, you have misunderstood, haven't you?"
"What I mean is, wait a little longer."
"In a few months, my father's death anniversary will be here."
"I am thinking of summoning all the kings to the capital to worship their ancestors."
"After all, when my father passed away, we brothers didn't even see our father for the last time."
"That little bastard Jianwen is really hateful."
In the end, Zhu Di did not forget to pull Zhu Yunwen out and scold him.
"Well, I will go back when the anniversary of my father's death passes."
"good."
"Don't rush out of the palace. Just stay and have a meal together today."
"Your sister-in-law is very good at cooking. You are in for a treat today."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
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