Chapter 1605

When Zhu gaochi woke up, it was already night. He felt a little stuffy in his chest. Looking at the dim candle light, he whispered, "what time is it?"

A spirit in the beam that had been standing on the side said happily, "Your Majesty, you can be regarded as waking up. It's already ten o'clock now."

"Oh!"

Zhu gaochi felt dry mouth, so he asked someone to serve him and drink a cup of tea. Then he leaned against the head of the bed and recalled the previous events. His face gradually cooled down.

"Let Sun Xiang come."

Sun Xiang had been waiting outside the hall and soon entered the bedroom.

"Your Majesty."

Under the light, Zhu gaochi's eyes changed and asked, "what's the rumor outside?"

Sun Xiang thought of the Queen's advice and said, "Your Majesty, the rumors outside can't be traced back. The slave and maid took two people. The evidence is conclusive."

Zhu gaochi's mouth tilted slightly and said sarcastically, "yes! I indulged those people in my original thought of benevolence. Who dared to do so when my father was Emperor? It seems that my virtue is not enough to be subdued."

Sun Xiang knelt in front of the bed and said sadly, "Your Majesty, those are disorderly officials and thieves. You are diligent here... They want you... You'd better stay in the palace..."

Liang Zhong's heart trembled. He and Sun Xiang were not very harmonious, but he couldn't bear it at the moment. He couldn't help but say with a bitter hatred: "Your Majesty, how did those foreign ministers know the secret affairs in the palace? It's just a rumor. It's time to kill!"

Sun Xiang suddenly beat his feet and cried, "Your Majesty, how you are in the palace can't be clearer to the slaves, but those foreign ministers are bold. In the long run, the world will be theirs..."

Zhu gaochi listened quietly, and the sarcasm from the corners of his mouth was always there.

From the intimate period when he first took over the Empire to the estrangement after the reform, the contradiction between kings and ministers is nothing more than a struggle for power.

The Bachelor of assistant political science is a buffer for Zhu Di. With them, it is impossible for each Shangshu to directly threaten the imperial power.

But now the Bachelor of assistant politics is particularly passive or... Indifferent in this storm.

What's the meaning of this?

After Zhu gaochi came to power, he added official ranks to these Bachelors of assistant politics, or even directly attached to their posts, so as to raise their rights to a higher level.

"Make a cocoon and bind yourself!"

The consequence of overestimating his personality charm appeared, but Zhu gaochi smiled and said, "send someone to Jinling immediately and let Fang wake up and come back immediately."

Sun Xiang's body trembled and knew that Zhu gaochi had finally given up his original intention of getting along well with the literary ministers and wanted to break the tacit understanding in the court with Fang Xing's "excrement stirring stick".

Liang Zhong blurted out, "Your Majesty, what about your highness?"

Then he regretted it.

As a person around Zhu gaochi, he pays attention to Zhu Zhanji. It doesn't matter whether it's light or heavy. If it's heavy, he has a different heart.

But Zhu gaochi said with a smile, "they have all the grass and trees in the south. The memorials that talk about persecution and the plight of the people in the South have filled half the room. There is Wang Yan in the room and he will be fine."

Sun Xiang went back to arrange. The queen came with Wan Wan.

"Father, are you better?"

Wan Wan came in with a food box. Zhu gaochi looked at her graceful appearance and couldn't help thinking of the little girl who burned her hands for Zhu Di to make a flower chicken many years ago.

"As a father, can Wan Wan eat?"

Wan Wan said happily, "no, father."

Zhu gaochi also said with a stretch between his eyebrows, "let's have dinner together. Come on, help me up."

The queen looked at the happy father and daughter and suddenly felt that the disputes were meaningless.

"Father, there's no meat tonight!"

"OK, just be vegetarian."

……

Jinling Yanjia, the breath of spring has come.

Yan Bingxing felt that his spring was coming. He looked at a word he had just written with satisfaction in his study and said, "today's pen is moving with the heart!"

Feiyan helps him hold the rice paper on the right. This is the beauty paperweight.

Yan Bingxing washed his pen, then sat down, took a drink from his tea cup and pointed to his thigh.

Feiyan gave him a white look and sat up.

"Don't take it easy. The young man's head is white... Empty and sad!"

Yan Bingxing sighed, and then became unruly.

Feiyan's face was filled with disgust, and then quickly said, "Sir, your highness is in Jinling! If the slave is pregnant, sir, will you be blamed?"

Yan Bingxing laughed when he heard the speech. As a result, his hand was heavy, which made Feiyan scream.

The scream was like a bugle. Yan Bingxing started with great interest and said proudly, "Duke Wei is dead, ha ha! It's not clear!"

Feiyan was stunned and lay down obediently

……

Yan Pengju just came to see Yan Bingxing and was stopped outside the study. He couldn't help smiling when he heard the voice inside.

My father is still fierce. This is the blessing of being a son!

After retreating to a distant place, Yan Pengju remembered the discussion on the cause of Xu Qin's death in the Imperial College, and couldn't help sneering with disdain.

Most of the students speculated that Zhu Zhanji forced Xu Qin to death, while most of the older people with political experience speculated that Xu Qin was atoning for Xu Huizu's sins.

"Emperor Taizu Gao really said it well. Everything in the world can be said by people all over the world, but the students can't say it."

Yan Pengju was dissatisfied with the students' childish remarks and unscrupulous speculation. For this reason, he went to the altar yesterday to give advice.

I'm just a little lazy in offering wine. I'm not very enthusiastic about it.

This is the result of high heaven and far emperor. Officials are lazy and greedy.

Hey!

Yan Pengfei sighed and looked up. He just saw the flying swallow blushing and staggering out.

After seeing Yan Pengju, Feiyan raised her sleeve to cover her face, and then left quickly.

After walking away, Feiyan looked back and bah several times in a row, and whispered, "what a smelly mouth!"

After retching, Feiyan went to the left, but he saw Wang San guarding the outer gate peeping this way at the gate of the inner yard.

After seeing the flying swallow, Wang San's eyes were greedy and even wiped the corners of his mouth. The disgusting appearance made the flying swallow bah for a while, and then hurried away.

"Smelly woman!"

Seeing that the inner courtyard was unguarded, Wang San quietly touched it in. When he came out again, his face was flushed and his legs were soft.

……

"Xu Qin is dead. His death is not clear."

Yan Bingxing was dozing off. He endured fatigue and said, "we should seek justice for the Duke of Wei, okay?"

Yan Pengfei said in amazement, "father, Xu Qin should have killed himself!"

"Presumptuous!"

The price of happiness in the morning was depression. Yan Bingxing just felt a evil fire coming up in his chest and abdomen, so he threw the hanging brush away.

"What do you know? He killed himself. Who saw it?"

Seeing that Yan Pengju had not been hit, Yan Bingxing held back the evil fire and said, "the assassins were caught and all the merchants in Jinling bowed their knees. The students ran everywhere without anyone's control. It's going to be chaotic in the south! Do you understand?"

Yan Pengju murmured, "father, Xinghe Bo is not aggressive!"

In a word, he took off Yan Bingxing's mask of worrying about the country and the people. With a wave of anger, the word on the table flew down.

Heavy breathing echoed in the study.

For a long time, when Yan Bingxing looked up again, he looked as if he was a few years old. He said dejectedly, "if Fang wakes up, he will be ruined. If he doesn't leave Jinling, the Yan family will have no way out."

"Father..."

Seeing his father's appearance, Yan Pengju couldn't bear it.

Yan Bingxing sighed, "I don't care about this for my father, but what about you? What about the children? Do they have to carry a bad name in the future? You can bear it, but I can't bear it for my father!"

"Bang bang!"

"Father!"

Seeing Yan Bingxing banging his head against the desk, Yan Peng was surprised and hurried to hug him.

Yan Bingxing's forehead was bruised and swollen. He said with tears: "my son, it's hard for my father to sleep and eat these days!"

"Father..."

One is disgraced, the other is implicated. The cry became more and more desolate.

The father and son held their heads in the study and cried bitterly, so that the servant girl outside the door couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Feiyan came back angrily. When the servant girl saw it, she hurried to hide behind the house.

Feiyan went outside the study and was about to go in, but she stopped when she heard the voice inside.

Gradually, her complexion became complicated, and then she crept away.