Listening to the whispers of the elders of the Fang and Zheng families, Chen Kan couldn't help but complain about Zhu Di in his heart.
After complaining, Chen Kan decided to remind these clan elders.
"Ahem~"
Chen Kan coughed twice, attracting everyone's attention to him, and then whispered: "Elder brother, may I ask what these elders should be called?"
When Fang Zhong heard this, he said angrily: "Blame me, blame me. My mother passed away. I feel bad for my brother. I even forgot to introduce you to your elders."
Annoyed, Fang Zhongyue hurriedly began to introduce the identities of these elders who came from the clan to Chen Kan.
When the elders of the Fang family and the Zheng family heard Chen Kan proactively ask about their identities, they hurriedly put on their airs and sat upright.
Chen Kan is a disciple of Fang Xiaoru. In terms of status, he is their junior, but Chen Kan is also a marquis of the Ming Empire.
A marquis cannot help being dishonest.
Fang Zhongyu began to introduce a group of elders to Chen Kan, and Chen Kan called them over one by one.
After a while, I recognized a bunch of uncles, and even some of my grandparents.
Interrupted by Chen Kan, a group of clan elders stopped worrying about the future generations of the Zheng family and started chatting with Chen Kan in low voices.
Fang Xiaoru had a disciple who was a Marquis, and everyone in their hometown of Ninghai knew about this.
It's normal. Fang Xiaoru himself is a heavenly official in the Ministry of Personnel. If you ignore the weird Dao Yan in the Ming Dynasty, he is the existence of one person. In addition, he can teach a disciple to become a marquis. Just hearing such things. It's a great source of conversation.
What's more, they are all Fang Xiaoru's clan members.
It is a great honor to have such a person in the family.
Not to mention teaching an awesome disciple.
In the past, Chen Kan only interacted with Fang Xiaoru's descendants. Due to the difference in status, they did not dare to rush to marry Chen Kan.
Since Chen Kan took the initiative to recognize his relatives today, it was an honor for them. If he said it, his face would be bright, so there would be no need to talk about His Majesty's faults.
Everyone spoke in a flurry of words, fearing that they would not be able to say a word to Chen Kan.
When Chen Kan did this, he didn't have to go to those relatives, but mainly because of Fang Xiaoru's consideration.
After Zheng's death, the guests coming and going in Fang Mansion every day must have become the key monitoring target of Jin Yiwei.
The elders of these tribes talked about Zhu Di. Zhu Di was an emperor and would not argue with them, but it was inevitable that Fang Xiaoru would be blamed for this.
He understands Zhu Di's petty thoughts and weirdness all too well.
Now the imperial court can't do without Fang Xiaoru, and Shilin only recognizes Fang Xiaoru's banner, so no matter how unhappy Zhu Di is, he can only cooperate with Fang Xiaoru.
But with Fang Xiaoru's current physical condition, Chen Kan was really not sure how long he could last.
Zheng's death was a huge blow to him. He was already depressed, and coupled with the burden of the official department, he was already covered with gray hair before he was sixty years old this year.
In this case, Chen Kan really had to worry about his death.
If one day he collapses and is unable to breathe again, it would be strange not to settle the score with Zhu Di's temperament.
Chen Kan didn't think that Zhu Di had Li Shimin's ambition and could knock down Fang Xiaoru's monument and then erect it again.
At the same time, while Chen Kan was trying to change the subject, in the Fengtian Hall, Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan, who had entered the palace to report, were also listening to the little eunuch's report.
The young eunuch was the one who went to Fang Xiaoru's house to deliver the edict. After the edict was delivered, it was only right that he return to the palace to reply.
Listening to the news reported by the little eunuch, Zhu Di said with a face full of surprise: "Are you sure that little bastard Chen Kan didn't make trouble?"
The young eunuch shook his head and said: "As far as I can tell you, Lord Jinghai, it is true that Marquis Jinghai did not make a fuss. During the whole process of the servant delivering the order, Marquis Jinghai seemed very quiet."
Zhu Di couldn't help being surprised when he heard the little eunuch's confirmation. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Monk Daoyan and said with a smile: "With the temper of that little bastard Chen Kan, I thought he would resist the order and be disrespectful, but I didn't expect this." It's so quiet this time. Could it be that you've made some progress after being out for two months?"
Dao Yan said helplessly: "I guess it's because a close relative passed away, so Marquis Jinghai doesn't have the time to pay attention to these external matters."
Chen Kan's return to Beijing is no secret to Zhu Di.
In fact, Chen Kan's whereabouts were all under his control. If he hadn't had this control, he would have been reluctant to let Chen Kan take his two favorite grandsons out of the capital.
What's more, Chen Kan is a man who values affection and justice. His wife passed away, and everyone expected him to come back to show mourning.
If he hadn't known that Chen Kan was returning to Beijing today, he wouldn't have sent someone to deliver the order today.
It is also a compulsory course for emperors to test their ministers at any time.
At this moment, after listening to Dao Yan's explanation, Zhu Di couldn't help but waved to the little eunuch with pride and said: "Okay, step back!"
The young eunuch kowtowed to Zhu Di, stood up and exited the hall.
As soon as the young eunuch left, Dao Yan looked at Zhu Di and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, you are really, really, really as petty as ever."
Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, only Monk Dao Yan dared to say that Zhu Di was petty.
When Zhu Di heard what Dao Yan said, not only was he not angry, but he grinned and said: "When I invaded Nanjing, I promised you not to kill Fang Xiaoru, and I have done it. You asked me to reuse Fang Xiaoru, and I did it, but I After all, I am not a saint, I also have selfish motives, not to mention the second-grade imperial edict, I can’t be treated lightly in any case, right?”
Listening to Zhu Di's frank words, Dao Yan couldn't help but smile and said: "Now the people regard you as a saint. If you are so frank in front of the poor monk, aren't you afraid that the poor monk will go out to publicize your pettiness?"
Zhu Di smacked his lips, waved his hands indifferently and said: "It doesn't matter how the people say it. I know what kind of person I am. I am not a generous person. I know it. I have always known it."
Dao Yan smiled slightly and did not choose to answer the conversation. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Your Majesty, how do you plan to handle the matter in Tanzhou?"
Hearing that Dao Shengsheng forcefully changed the topic to Tanzhou, Zhu Di couldn't help but be stunned, and then said dissatisfied: "You old monk, you sincerely want to have trouble with me, right?"
Daoyan clasped his hands and smiled without saying a word.
Seeing this, Zhu Di said angrily: "Now the only person I can say a few intimate words to is you, and that little bastard Chen Kan. It's a pity that the little bastard has the courage of a mouse. Every time He was scared to death halfway through what I said. Now that I finally want to say a few words from my heart to you, do you have to spoil my interest? "
Dao Yan shook his head and said: "It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to talk to your Majesty. The poor monk is an idler now, but your Majesty is not."
Having said this, Dao Yan paused and continued: "Even if we don't talk about the Tanzhou incident, the army currently led by His Highness the King of Han is invincible. It is unlikely that he will be able to return to the court by the end of next year. There is also Qiu Fu in Beijing. , I look forward to you day and night, you still have a lot to do, how can I have time to talk to a poor monk about something intimate."
When Dao Yan said this, a look of desolation suddenly appeared on Zhu Di's face.
"According to what you say, I am really a busy man."
Zhu Di responded to Dao Yan in a low tone, leaned on the dragon chair, picked up a few memorials, opened them, took a look at them, and then threw them back on the table with wan interest.
"Someone, please send these memorials to the East Palace for the Crown Prince to review!"
Zhu Di called a palace servant in and pointed at the thick pile of memorials on the table and gave an instruction.
The palace officials immediately stepped forward and began to pack up the memorial.
Daoyan looked at Zhu Di's childlike behavior, with a calm smile still on his face.
"Old monk, do you think it would be possible if I moved the capital now?"
Zhu Di asked abruptly, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
Dao Yan nodded and replied: "Yes, but you must first call back the army under His Highness the King of Han, and then put His Highness the King of Han under house arrest, otherwise Nanjing will not be stable."
Zhu Di's eyes widened and he asked: "Do you mean that my son can still make me?"
Dao Yan narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Did Grandfather Taizu ever think that you would rebel against your nephew?"
Hearing Dao Yan's straightforward answer, Zhu Di couldn't help but froze.
But he still said stubbornly: "I'm still alive, but he doesn't dare!"
"His Royal Highness the King of Han really does not dare, but now the generals under His Highness the King of Han are all southerners."
Dao Yan spoke so clearly that even Zhu Di could only nod in agreement.
"This is a problem!"
Zhu Di responded thoughtfully, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, I also have a background in leading troops in wars. It is not a good thing to have unstable military morale. Since I have been waiting for so many years, I don't care to wait another one or two years. "
Dao Yan nodded, clasped his hands together and said, "Your Majesty is wise."
"Sheng Ming is a piece of shit!"
Zhu Di smiled and cursed, then sat up straight, pondered for a moment and asked: "Old monk, in your opinion, how should the matter in Tanzhou be handled best?"
Dao Yan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhu Di narrowly, and said angrily: "Since your Majesty has made a decision in his heart, why bother asking the poor monk again?"
"I want to hear your thoughts. After all, one size fits all is not a good solution."
"It doesn't matter if it's superior or not, as long as it works!"
"Tsk, sometimes I wonder if you are a member of the Buddhist sect. Your murderous intention is worse than mine."
"In Buddhism, there is still a King Kong who subdues demons with his angry eyes. Some people just don't regret dying."
"Bullshit..."
"..."
In the main hall, the voices of Zhu Di and Dao Yan came and went, half joking and half serious.
Many matters that should have been discussed in the court were settled by the two of them in just a few words.
Such as enfeoffment, moving the capital, and the imminent Tanzhou incident.
If this scene were to be seen by the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they would probably read Zhu Di's book about treating state affairs as child's play, and also read Dao Yan's book about demon monks harming the country.
But this scene is a scene that often happens in Fengtian Hall.
