In the evening, Zhu Yunxi and his team drove into Fengyang City, Zhongdu.

Still not identifying his identity, he stayed in an inn booked by Jinyiwei in advance.

Just as the old man was settled, Zhu Yunxiu had time to wash up, Deng Ping came in with a pile of memorials, "Long live the emperor, I came from the capital!"

"Put it on the table!" Zhu Yunxiu wiped his face with a towel, walked to the table and sat down. Deng Ping bent slightly and left, carefully closing the door.

The first one was sent by Zhao Ning'er, everything was fine in the palace, Liujin was beaten up by her because of poor schooling, etc.

In the second part, the Ministry of Personnel came to the Ministry of Personnel, and the deputy generals and governors of various provinces went to Beijing one after another, preparing to meet him. He asked Zhu Yunyu which province he wanted to see first.

Although Zhu Yunyu is an emperor now, the officials in the border areas are still old people from the old man's time. It is not that these people are unreliable, but that as emperors, one should see more profoundly than ordinary people, and let the following people know the king's methods.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhu Yunyu replied to the two words "Zhili" on the memorial.

The garrison in the capital was firmly controlled by Zhu Yunyu and his team. No one could cause trouble. Then Zhili, the closest to the capital, was the officials in the two places in Anhui, Jiangsu and later generations, and they had to meet first.

Then there was a memorial from the Ministry of Revenue. The Ministry of Revenue promoted Hongshu, and the Ministry of Revenue asked about the emperor's sacrifice to heaven during the New Year this year.

After Zhu Yunxiu replied one by one, he rubbed his temples tiredly, picked up another one and took a few glances, and his face suddenly changed.

"Silly!"

With a snap, he threw the clone on the table, revealing the handwriting on it.

"I am the commander of the Jinyiwei, He Guangyi, begging His Majesty. According to the report, during the reign of Emperor Taishang, the King of Zhou and Duke Feng Sheng of Song, had a private meeting outside. When talking about what happened, I don't know..."

Duke Feng Sheng of Song is now the only six founding kings. Because he is the oldest and has the highest status, he is the backbone leader of these living Huaixi warriors.

King Zhu Su of Zhou was his son-in-law Feng Sheng.

The noble warriors have never been a threat from Zhu Yunxi. Even if Feng Sheng, from the beginning, did not take the lead when Zhu Yunxi was an ordinary grandson, and the carriage and horses were clearly firmly standing on Zhu Yunxi's side, Zhu Yunxi never neglected him, and later made many favorable moves.

Furthermore, Feng Sheng has handed over the rights in his hands this morning, and it is also reassuring to be a rich man at home and to be a mascot when needed.

But such things, such as the fact that the vassal kings secretly meet with ministers in private, are disgusting.

What does ordinary people think of? But as emperors, such things are just to touch the reverse scale.

Is it good if you two son-in-law and son-in-law want to meet? Are there any shameful words in private meetings? Or are you not to say anything to others?

Not to mention the surprise of King Zhu Wei of Zhou, the man had long been a person of character in Zhu Yunyu's mind. He looked respectful on the surface, but was a messing stick behind his back.

But for Feng Sheng, isn’t this a matter of nothing to find trouble?

Isn’t it good to live a peaceful life? Isn’t it good to be as cautious as before?

The word "silly" refers to him Feng Sheng.

"Enough good days!" Zhu Yunxiu cursed again, "I'm so confused!"

He believed in Feng Sheng's loyalty, but he believed that Feng Sheng, who did not know the inside story of the royal family, would definitely do his best to help in the face of some private requests from his son-in-law.

Sometimes unintentional mistakes are better than intentional actions.

"After returning to Beijing, you must beat him well!"

The vassal kings had to wait ten thousand years later, but as the emperor, the others naturally beat whenever they wanted.

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxiu remembered something.

"Why did Feng Sheng in history let the old man die?"

It seems that it is because of this!

When the old man was getting worse in his later years, he was already suspicious of his meritorious generals, and he killed almost all the people he should have killed, leaving Feng Sheng as the face of him. But Feng Sheng still went around with his son-in-law of the King of Zhou in private, and even met in private.

The old man never takes a heavy hand to his son, and he doesn't even say anything. However, the ministers under his opponent do have any slight violation of the Nei Lin, so he can kill him if he can.

"Hey, no one can stop people from being confused."

Zhu Yunxiu said in his heart, picked up the paper and pen and wrote quickly, "When the Governor's Office of the Five Army of the Ministry of War, all military positions above the seventh rank will be transferred to me, and they will not be decided by abusing power. In addition, the arsenal horse farms of each province will strictly investigate, and the materials will be reported to all localities for deficiencies. Those who neglect their duties and secretly collude will be dismissed on the spot and submitted to the department for handling!"

After writing, blow dry the ink mark and put it in the envelope, "Deng Ping!"

"I'm here!"

"Eight hundred miles in expedited, send it back to the capital!" Zhu Yunsheng said.

"Abide by the order!" Deng Ping continued with both hands, just as he was about to turn around and leave, and he bowed violently, "Taishang..."

"Go ahead!" The old man came out of the room opposite with his hands behind his back, and didn't even look at Deng Ping, so he went into the room and sat down.

"Grandpa Emperor, don't you rest for a while?" Zhu Yunsheng smiled.

"I didn't do anything at all. I'm watching the scenery all day long, so why are I resting?" The old man grinned and looked at the memorials on the table. "Is there anything wrong in Beijing?"

"It's all trivial matters!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Ning'er wrote that Liujin didn't study hard, and was beaten up again, crying and calling him the ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, the old man's face was filled with heartache, but he still looked at Zhu Yunxi, "Is there something wrong in Beijing?"

"It's okay!" Zhu Yunxiu said, "Where do you have so many things in a peaceful and prosperous era? Even if there is something wrong, the officials of the six ministries will deal with it. Raising so many people will not be paid for their salary!"

The old man leaned against the wall and slapped his knees with his palms. "Officials are dealing with things, not reporting good news or bad news. If you don't believe it, you won't believe it all, let alone believe it." As he said, he smiled, "If you are the emperor, you shouldn't have any trivial matters in your heart."

As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu again, "We have given you the power to you a long time ago. You can do whatever you want. There is no need to worry about us. If you are the emperor, who wants to deal with him is not the same thing? You are concerned about this and that. In the end, someone is so arrogant that you are so angry!"

"My grandson understands!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and changed the topic, "What do you want to eat in the evening? Tell the inn to make your hometown dishes for you?"

"Everyone eats the same food when they are old, it's tasteless!" The old man smiled and half-squinted his eyes, "It's okay tomorrow, let's go back!"

"You don't have to go around for a long time, it's rare to come back once!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled, "The grandson is with you sincerely..."

"We know, you are afraid that we wouldn't come back to see you before we die, so we have regrets in our hearts. We know that you are a filial child!" The old man sighed and smiled bitterly, "Do you know? Actually, we want to die in our hometown when we come back this time!"

"You see why you...?"

"We have handed over the right, so we should go back to our hometown to raise it. The fallen leaves return to their roots and die in the hometown." The old man smiled, "But when we come back this time, Fengyang is no longer the Fengyang in our hearts. It is better to go back to the capital to stay here."

Then he paused, "Da Sun, have a love affair with you!"

"Look at what you said!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Aren't you scolding your grandson?"

"The fields and imperial houses around the imperial tomb will plant Hongcao for us next year so that our ancestors and ancestors will also be happy!" the old man smiled.

"It should be!" Zhu Yunsheng said.
Chapter completed!