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Chapter 125: Leave

 Cheng Jing was secretly relieved when he saw that Zhu Qiyu was not really angry.

Sure enough, not hiding the matter was the right choice.

If you tell him, although the emperor will be angry for a moment, he will not be too harsh on him in the end.

But if it were concealed, given the emperor's dislike for Cao Jixiang, once this secret was discovered, he would definitely be alienated as well.

Cheng Jing stood up, gathered his thoughts, and recounted what happened yesterday in detail.

In fact, things are very simple.

Although Cheng Jing also had a house outside the palace, he was busy working in the ceremonial office these days and never went back.

Only two days ago, he followed Zhu Qiyu's instructions and went outside the palace to find some censors from his hometown to handle matters.

At night, he rested outside the palace.

As a result, early the next morning, before he went out, Cao Jixiang came to his house.

"...The Holy Mother said that if I work wholeheartedly, the prince will ascend the throne in the future and protect my wealth and glory. However, as a minister, I should be loyal to the emperor. How can I have two minds, so I came rashly and asked you to introduce me to me..."

Cheng Jing recounted his conversation with Cao Jixiang verbatim.

After Zhu Qiyu finished listening, a sneer appeared on his face and he said.

"He's a smart man!"

If Cao Jixiang hadn't told him that Empress Dowager Sun had summoned him, Cheng Jing might still have doubts about his sudden surrender.

But since he was so honest, Cheng Jing would only think that he was following the crowd and wanted to cling to his new master.

Maybe Cheng Jing doesn't like this kind of person in his heart, but he won't be suspicious either.

After all, in this palace, it is normal to support the superior and suppress the inferior, but it is rare to share weal and woe.

The new lord ascended the throne. Although the empress dowager Sun, the sage empress dowager, still had a respected position, she eventually lost power.

It is not surprising that Cao Jixiang wants to find a new master, and he is indeed a rare person among the eunuchs who is good at military affairs.

He has both motivation and ability. Under such circumstances, it is understandable that Cheng Jing wants to help Zhu Qiyu take this person into his own hands.

After thinking about this, Zhu Qiyu tapped his knuckles on the case a few times and said.

"I am indeed short of manpower, but this person is not available!"

"Cheng Jing, remember, only those you have trained yourself are your confidants."

"Maybe it's like you and Xing'an, who knew me in Qiandi and shared weal and woe, or maybe it's like Shuliang and Wang Cheng, who grew up in humble beginnings and received my great kindness, and then they worked hard to repay it."

"Then Cao Jixiang originally held great power, but now he is swayed by the wind. He has neither the will to be loyal nor the heart to repay kindness."

"People of this generation, if they are in the outer court, may be sent to various places to work for the court, but they will never be used in the inner court."

"When I was at my peak, my peers would bow down to me and be inexplicably respectful. However, if I lose power..."

Zhu Qiyu did not continue speaking, but tightened the memorial in his hand.

It was obviously an ordinary action, but Cheng Jing felt an inexplicable feeling of desolation.

He secretly glanced at the Emperor.

The warm color of the sunset hit the side of the emperor's face, and the expression on his face was something Cheng Jing had never seen before.

There was silence in the main hall for a long time. Cheng Jing stood aside silently, not letting anyone else come and disturb him.

He didn't know what the emperor was thinking of, but he understood that it must be a painful lesson...

After the tea was served, a young chamberlain came in to report that there was a minister outside who wanted to see him.

Cheng Jingcai stepped forward lightly and said cautiously.

"Your Majesty, Wang Wen, the censor of the right capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Fan Guang, the commander of the Liaodong capital, have been summoned outside the palace to see you."

"Let them come in!"

Zhu Qiyu gathered his thoughts and spoke calmly. As he spoke, the feeling of desolation he had just felt completely disappeared, and he became the aloof Holy Son of Heaven again.

This performance lasted for a long time, from dusk to dark.

The emperor even violated the rule that foreign ministers were not allowed to stay in the palace after the palace gate was opened.

In the end, it was Cheng Jing who personally held the emperor's edict and sent the two of them out of the palace.

After leaving the palace, the two of them went to the Ministry of War, and then drove out of the capital overnight.

This performance barely caused any splash amid the intense court operations.

Even when they left, not many people paid attention.

After all, these days, the imperial court has sent out too many reinforcements and censors to patrol.

However, history is often created in these moments that are not deliberately remembered.

It is already late autumn, and the continuous autumn rain is bitingly cold.

This rain even started to contain some small ice shards.

Such weather can be considered a very painful thing for the elders who need to get up early to go to court.

But Zhu Qiyu only felt worried.

The colder the weather is, the earlier winter comes this year. Winter is very unfavorable for army marches and sieges.

Ye Xian will not understand this truth, so there is not much time left for him.

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"Your Majesty, it's almost time. It's time to go to court."

Zhu Qiyu stayed at Kunning Palace last night.

Although Wang's health is poor and she can't do much now, as a queen, this is the honor she deserves.

In fact, Zhu Qiyu spent at least half of this time staying in Kunning Palace.

Taking the handkerchief from Xing'an, Zhu Qiyu frowned and asked Cheng Jing outside.

"Are you on leave again?"

Cheng Jing gave a bitter smile, led his master out, and replied in a low voice.

"Yes, it is said that the weather is cold and the old illness has recurred. The imperial doctor also went to see me and said that he needs to rest."

Zhu Qiyu stopped and raised his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, this was already the third time since he came to the throne.

Since last time, after he refuted Wang Zhi's petition to retire and return to his hometown, he took leave the next day.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Qiyu asked.

"Have you gone to the Tai Hospital and asked, is it true that you can't come?"

Cheng Jing hesitated and said, "I'm asking. The imperial doctor said that Mr. Tianguan is old and the weather has been cold recently. It is inevitable that some old illnesses will relapse in his body. But as long as he takes good care of himself, there should be no serious problems."

Zhu Qiyu sneered and said.

"In other words, it's actually nothing serious?"

Of course he knew what Wang Zhi was thinking.

The imperial court is now fully preparing for war, so many things have been temporarily put on hold. The core of all government affairs of the imperial court revolves around the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army.

Therefore, as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, he has indeed become much more leisurely since he completed the filling of several important positions in the imperial court and the performance evaluation of officials in charge of offices near the capital.

When this person is free, he tends to have random thoughts.

For example, Wang Zhi now, faced with such a chaos, obviously wants to retire and no longer get involved in this kind of thing.

You know, although the court seems to be stable at the moment, there are actually undercurrents.

The war is about to cover up many things. The first thing to bear the brunt of is how to treat the emperor in the prison camp once the war starts.

This matter is too sensitive and Wang Zhi is absolutely unwilling to get involved.

Anyway, he is over seventy years old, and he is in a very high position and enjoys all the honors.

In today's chaotic situation, if you accidentally choose the wrong team, your reputation may be ruined for the rest of your life. It is better to hand over the power as soon as possible and settle down safely.

This is probably why he has always delegated power to Yu Qian.

In the imperial court, there are of course people like Yu Qian who are willing to face difficulties together, but there are more who are reluctant to move forward and protect themselves wisely...


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