Xie Jin, Xu Huizu, Ru Yu and other officials stood at the pier, watching Zhu Di and others coming, completely confused in the river wind.
I saw Zhu Di with his upper body bare and covered with firewood and thorns, walking with his head held high, followed by Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng and Qiu Fu, all with thorns on their backs and walking with heavy loads.
Jie Jin frowned and looked at Xu Huizu.
Xu Huizu sighed and remained silent.
Isn't my eldest brother-in-law too good at acting?
Last time in the court, he stood without bowing and was arrogant and rude. As a result, after leaving the palace, he became a humble person and treated everyone with courtesy.
Xu Huizu was amazed by his performance ability.
Back in Peiping, Zhu Di either resisted the new army's strategy, or opened a breeding farm to secretly hide Chen Cang. Finally, he resorted to pretending to be crazy and acting stupid to deceive the world.
I originally thought that this was the peak of Zhu Di's acting skills, but what Xu Huizu didn't expect was that when Zhu Di returned to Beijing this time, he actually staged a "pleading for forgiveness".
You are King Yan, not Lian Po. Besides, Zhu Yunwen is not Lin Xiangru either!
The conflict between your uncle and nephew is not a political disagreement based on pride and prejudice, but a life-and-death conspiracy.
Come and perform this play for whom?
"I've met the prince."
Xu Huizu, Xie Jin and others did not dare to lose their etiquette and stepped forward to greet him.
Zhu Di stopped, looked at Xu Huizu and others, and said solemnly: "I am guilty. I came to the capital this time to plead guilty to the emperor, but I cannot afford to be welcomed by you."
When Xu Huizu saw Zhu Di's attitude, he was planning to enter the capital. If so, wouldn't the capital be dissatisfied with the storm in the city?
"What's your crime, Your Majesty? There's no need to walk under a bush. You might as well turn your chariot and enter the palace as early as possible."
Xu Huizu quickly advised.
Zhu Di waved his hand and said: "Wei Guogong, I am dissatisfied, slandering the imperial court, hoping to hide the truth from the emperor, and my thoughts are unfaithful. Fortunately, the emperor's grace has awakened me, and now I have to bear the burden of apology and ask for forgiveness."
Xu Huizu looked at Zhu Di who persisted, full of sorrow, and quickly motioned to Xie Jin to say something.
With a smile on his lips, Jie Jin said leisurely: "If the prince enters the capital in this way, it may damage the reputation of King Yan and lose the hearts of the capital."
Zhu Di looked at Jie Jin, frowning and saying nothing.
Xie Jin explained: "It is well known to the people in the capital that King Yan is unwell, so the emperor specially sent Scholar Yao to Peiping to ask King Yan to come to the capital for recuperation. The affection of the royal family has long been spread throughout the capital. Now all the people are only looking forward to King Yan's early death. Recovery, if King Yan enters the city like this, how will thousands of people feel..."
To set up a stage and sing an opera, what you need is popularity.
If singing in an opera brings bad luck, no one would be willing to sing in such an opera.
Jie Jin knows Zhu Di. He loves acting and has acting skills, but all his performances are for one purpose, which is to establish his majesty, justice, benevolence, etiquette... and gain a lot of support and support.
If there is a rumor in the capital that Zhu Di came to plead guilty, then even if Zhu Di carries a thorn and enters the city, even if it will arouse criticism from some people, he will definitely tell people with his bloody spine that he, Zhu Di, has contributed to the country!
After all, the hearts of people at the bottom are soft and easily touched and persuaded.
At that time, the soldiers and the people sympathized, and everyone looked back at Zhu Di's glory as the God of War and thought about his hard work fighting for the country. Even if he was a little wrong, it was understandable.
If the emperor punishes King Yan severely, it will affect his impression among the people and may even bring criticism.
But the current situation in the capital is different from what Zhu Di imagined.
No one blamed Zhu Di, and no one knew clearly that Zhu Di came to plead guilty. Everyone thought that Zhu Di was crazy and his illness was caused by poor health. The emperor specially invited him to the capital to recuperate.
In this case, if Zhu Di was intact, walking normally, and walking with his back on the bushes, then Zhu Di would never be able to take off the hat of deceiving the king and the world in the name of madness.
The people's hearts must be inclined towards the imperial court. Even if Zhu Yunwen demoted Zhu Di to a commoner, it is estimated that no one would say a word for him.
Zhu Di is in a dilemma. He has been preparing for a show for almost a month. Now he has to cut off the show with his own hands. Can he not be depressed?
Seeing that the time was ripe, Yao Guangxiao said, "My lord, you have not yet recovered, so please take a chariot and enter the palace as soon as possible."
"Yes."
Xu Huizu and others advised.
Once there were steps, Zhu Di took off the Chai Jing, and his back was covered in blood and flesh.
Seeing that King Yan's entourage wanted to deal with it hastily, Rujun quickly stopped and ordered people to get medical gauze and alcohol. After cleaning the wound, he smeared it with alcohol and then wrapped it with medical gauze.
Zhu Di took a deep breath, and the alcohol penetrated into the wound. The pain was extraordinary.
"What is this?"
Zhu Di pointed to the wooden box beside him and asked.
Ru Yun replied with a smile: "Your Majesty, I don't know. This is an important weapon in the army. It will be necessary for military supplies in the future. It can promote the healing of wounds and prevent heat, redness and pus."
"Oh? So magical?"
As the commander-in-chief, Zhu Di naturally knew how the soldiers in the wounded barracks died. Most of them were due to improper treatment of wounds, and they ended up either disabled or dead.
If there is such a good thing, then the combat effectiveness of the Ming army will be greatly guaranteed!
Xu Huizu echoed: "Your Majesty, this is a magical thing. It has been initially deployed in the Beijing camp. However, the output is still small and it cannot be sent to the front line. In more than a month, when the output of the Liao and Min kings can catch up, the Fifth Army Governor's Office plans to transport it first. There are 10,000 wooden boxes in the Peking Prefecture Guards Station.”
Zhu Di was looking at and studying the gauze when he suddenly heard about the two kings of Liao and Min and couldn't help asking: "The two kings of Liao and Min? What does this matter have to do with them?"
"Your Majesty, this medical gauze and alcohol were developed by the Second Prince and sold to the Ministry of War."
Xu Huizu explained.
Zhu Di was confused. Not to mention whether the two kings of Liao and Min had the ability to develop and weave this medical gauze. They were just buying and selling the gauze, but it was not allowed because of the ancestral system. What could he do?
Seeing that everything was ready, Xie Jin extended his hand and said, "There have been many changes in the capital. You will know in the future. Please invite the prince and princess to join the royal carriage."
Zhu Di nodded in agreement, entered the chariot with Princess Xu Yihua, and entered the capital under the escort of everyone.
Scholars and people gathered around to watch, all praying.
On that day, Nanjing Linggu Temple and Tianjie Temple were overcrowded, all offering incense and praying for King Yan.
Kunning Palace.
Zhu Di and Xu Yihua came hand in hand, but did not enter the gate of Kunning Palace. Instead, they knelt outside the Kunning Palace.
When the eunuch saw this, he quickly informed Zhu Yunwen.
Zhu Yunwen shook his head slightly. It seems that Zhu Di still knows some sense of propriety. There is no need to apologize outside, but when you get home, you still need to apologize first and then eat.
After leaving the palace gate, Zhu Yunwen and Ma Enhui stepped forward and helped Zhu Di and Xu Yihua respectively.
Zhu Di just stood up, knelt down again, and shouted: "My minister Zhu Di deceived the emperor, was disloyal, resisted the new army's strategy, and carried out conspiracy. He deserves to be punished! Please give me death!"
Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Di who was kneeling on the ground, and Princess Xu who was kneeling next to him, and said: "Of course I want to be held accountable. How about my fourth uncle go to the table first and punish himself with three cups of wine, and we uncles and nephews can discuss the merits and demerits later?"
Zhu Di looked up at Zhu Yunwen and saw Zhu Yunwen's eyes, which were deep and determined, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was confident and warm.
For a moment, Zhu Di couldn't help shouting: "Your Majesty!"
