What's the matter? We're all home, and you're talking about going to court again... The ministers came to the court full of resentment.
Fengtian Temple.
The ministers were surprised to find that the British prince who had accompanied the king on the expedition had returned. What surprised them even more was that Wang Zhen was tied up and held down in the court by Zhang Fu.
What's going on today?
The ministers were confused and looked at Zhu Qiyu blankly.
Zhu Qiyu's face was solemn and he said to Zhang Fu: "Young Master, please tell me."
Zhang Fu nodded and described the matter in a concise and concise manner.
His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt in the ears of the officials.
——The Ming Dynasty’s sky has fallen!
Fengtian Hall was silent at first, and then exploded.
When people who are irresponsible encounter a big disaster, their first thought is not to make amends, but to blame others and hold those responsible accountable.
And Wang Zhen is undoubtedly a good target for venting.
An unknown person stepped forward and kicked Wang Zhen, and then... got out of control.
All the ministers rushed forward, rolling up their arms and sleeves one by one. They were not as polite as before, and vented their anger with ferocious faces.
Wang Zhen was also unlucky. He couldn't move his body or speak, so he could only be beaten passively.
The easiest thing to do is to fight in a group. Everyone has the mentality of not punishing the crowd, and the attack is not light or heavy. After a while, someone discovered that Wang Zhen was completely motionless.
However, everyone's emotions have been aroused, and more people are still fighting each other.
Zhu Qiyu was shocked. Are these people so wanton?
"enough!"
Zhang Fu stopped drinking.
This sound was quite useful, and the crowd dispersed.
Looking again, I saw Wang Zhenruan lying on the ground. The gag cloth had been spit out, along with his tongue.
Wang Zhen's Qiqiao was bleeding and he was already dead and could not die again.
The blood flowed, dyeing the gold bricks of Fengtian Hall blood red, dazzling and eye-catching.
Zhu Qiyu's heart was beating wildly, such a thing was simply unheard of.
The ministers also realized that it was too much, but they couldn't care less. The emperor was gone, and more than half of the top officials of the civil service group were lost. This was a huge blow to them.
Only a dozen nobles died, but dozens of civilian officials died, and the civil servants could not compare with the nobles.
When a civil servant dies, he dies. When a noble lord dies, his son can inherit the title and is hardly affected.
This is very uncomfortable.
Originally, civil servants and nobles were already wearing the same pair of trousers, but now that this has happened, wars will definitely continue in the future. It is only a matter of time that the two parties who used to do business together will confront each other for their own power.
Zhu Qiyu didn't care about this. He didn't have a thorough understanding of the court situation and didn't think so deeply. He only saw the arrogance of the officials.
This job of supervising the country is too difficult... Zhu Qiyu, with his head as big as a bucket, said loudly: "Come, please invite the Queen Mother."
He is not entirely afraid of trouble. After all, he is only a supervisor of the country. In terms of status, he is far from being compared with the emperor's biological mother. Moreover, no matter what decision he makes now, it will inevitably make people think too much.
Zhu Qiyu just didn't understand the complex situation in the court, but he was not stupid.
He knew that at this time, it was definitely not him who had the final say. If he really wanted to intervene forcefully, he would have to step in if he couldn't do it.
Wang Zhen died just like that. His death was not a pity, but... his death was full of drama.
I don’t know whether I should say unlucky or lucky.
This matter is too involved. It doesn't mean that just killing Wang Zhen is enough. If the emperor is kidnapped, one can imagine the consequences.
Of course, the ministers were anxious. Their powerful position was given by the Ming Dynasty, and they naturally did not want the Ming Dynasty to repeat the mistakes of the Song Dynasty.
If the imperial court collapses, they will gain nothing.
"British Lord, what is going on?" Xu Cheng, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, came out and asked: "Even if the emperor is deceived and leaves the camp, you should take precautions."
Yu Qian looked back and retorted: "In the chaos of the army, the British prince is fighting in front, how can he cover everything?"
At this time, the scope of accountability must not be expanded, especially for a person like Zhang Fu who is very important in the military. Personal relationships aside, Yu Qian does not want Zhang Fu to be punished.
"Yu Shangshu, I am asking about the British Duke." Xu Cheng said.
For a small fifth-ranked person to dare to attack the Minister of War, there must be someone behind it.
Yu Qian knows the truth behind this and understands why some people do this.
Almost all the top civil servants were taken to the battlefield by the emperor. The civil servants who are now staying in the capital have the highest power and position, so naturally some people are jealous.
In particular, Yu Qian and them were not from the same group.
Yu Qian took a deep look at Xu Cheng and sighed to himself: They say that literati look down on each other, and the rumors are true!
I remember what Li Qing once said: This is a big dyeing vat, so it’s not surprising how turbid it is.
Yu Qian felt even more powerless. The current situation was so serious, and everyone was still thinking about fighting for power. It was really... He deserved to be punished!
"Who do you think you are, worthy of questioning your own prince?" Zhang Fu was even more direct.
Anyway, he didn't have any hope that he would be safe, so he wouldn't spoil anyone.
Zhang Fu's strength made some people with ill intentions temporarily give up the idea of dealing with him. The situation was still unclear, so there was no need to act too early.
Let's see what the Queen Mother says?
Zhu Qiyu's identity was too embarrassing. There was a queen mother and a prince in the capital, and the emperor was not dead. No one took Zhu Qiyu seriously.
Of course, Zhu Qiyu was not keen either.
He did not have any ambition. He was a prince who only had a feudal vassal and had no foundation in the capital. He was simply unhappy with thinking so much.
Fengtian Hall fell silent.
Everyone's face was as gloomy as water, and they were thinking about their own thoughts.
Two-quarters of an hour later, Mrs. Sun stepped into the Fengtian Palace in a hurry. Without waiting for the ministers to salute, she yelled:
"Zhang Fu, how did you fight?"
Zhang Fu had nothing to say: "I am willing to accept the punishment."
"The Empress Dowager, think twice." Yu Qian came out, "Now the emperor... is out hunting in the north, and the Tatars may come again at any time. The national crisis is at the forefront. It is the time to appoint people. The culprit has been killed. The Duke is purely unjust." ωＷω.goＮЬ. οrG
After a pause, Yu Qian glanced at the ministers and said decisively:
"The British Duke has great military exploits. He is a veteran of several dynasties in the Ming Dynasty. He is the white jade pillar that supports the sky of the Ming Dynasty and holds the purple golden beam across the sea. He is not inferior to the famous general Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty. Now the Tatars are eyeing him. Who will be Qin Hui?"
After saying these words, no one dared to criticize Zhang Fu anymore, at least no one dared to jump out now.
Sun's expression also changed, partly because she was aroused by Yu Qian, but more because she noticed Wang Zhen lying in Fengtian Hall.
The eunuch who was in charge of the ceremony was killed in this way, and he was killed in the Fengtian Palace. This speaks volumes.
She didn't know who killed him, and she didn't dare to ask, but she knew that the situation was at risk of getting out of control.
Zhang Fu indeed had an unshirkable responsibility, but Sun knew that Zhang Fu was extremely loyal and it was definitely not a wise move to touch Zhang Fu at this time.
Sun cleared her throat and said, "The culprit has been killed. The most important thing now is how to bring back the emperor."
She had strong opinions on her son, but after all, it was her son, and Mrs. Sun still wanted Zhu Qizhen to come back.
Yu Qian was silent for a moment, then he cupped his hands and said, "Queen Mother, please forgive me for telling you frankly that if you want to save the emperor, you can only establish a new king."
"What did you say?" Mrs. Sun screamed angrily, then she seemed to have thought of something, her expression softened a little, and then she looked furious again, "You Yu Qian, how dare you say such a thing."
Seeing this, Xu Cheng hurriedly went out and said: "Queen Mother, Yu Qian is rebellious..."
"Stand back!" Seeing that he was only a fifth-rank disciple, Mrs. Sun immediately shouted: "You have no right to speak."
"...Yes." Xu Cheng returned to class silently.
Sun snorted: "Yu Qian, tell me, how can you save the emperor by establishing a new emperor?"
"Go back to the Queen Mother," Yu Qian gritted his teeth and simply stopped giving face to Zhu Qizhen and said directly: "Tatars hold the Ming Emperor in their hands. There are only two possibilities.
Either they hold the emperor hostage and invade the Ming Dynasty, or they demand the wealth of the Ming Dynasty. For this, please refer to the Jingkang Incident! "
Sun's face was ashen: "Yu Qian, you are so brave!"
"The Queen Mother, please allow me to finish." Yu Qian said, "But if the Ming Dynasty establishes a new emperor, and the emperor is not the emperor, the Tatars will not be able to use the emperor to blackmail the Ming Dynasty, and they will never dare to touch the emperor. If they dare to touch the emperor, the Ming Dynasty The Tatars must understand that we will fight them until death!"
Sun's chest was heaving, but Yu Qian's crime was not cured.
She was indeed angry, but she mentally agreed with Yu Qian's method. Of course, she was more concerned about her own position of power.
If the eldest grandson becomes the emperor, he will be the emperor and the queen mother. Will he not be able to control the government openly and openly in the future?
