The former Prince of Anguo and today's Crown Prince, Zhang Chengtai, was really frightened by his father. The four princes' combined intelligence could not match that of their father's little finger.
Thinking of what happened on the day of the palace coup, Zhang Chengtai still had lingering fears. The Xuanwu Gate Revolution was an eternal dream in the hearts of several sons of the Zhang family, and the third child was no exception. When Mu Ying and others rushed in to support him, he was also tempted.
, but a moment of hesitation saved his life and brought him endless benefits.
Effortlessly, he was able to enjoy the success and become the coveted prince, occupying the East Palace. What a glorious sight. However, the shadow of the former prince always shrouded the third child's heart. During the first few nights of sleeping in the East Palace, he could dream of his eldest brother all over his body every day.
He knelt down in front of Dan with blood stains, holding a sword and shouting at the top of his lungs: "I hope I will never be in the emperor's house for the rest of my life!" The wailing sound made Lao San wake up suddenly.\
This prince is not that easy to be.
Zhang Chengtai thought hard and finally came up with a strategy, which was to seek no merit but no fault, work conscientiously as the prince, and never do anything out of the ordinary. These days he lived a life of walking on thin ice, cautious and suspicious.
The emperor asked him to go to the cabinet to participate in political affairs, and even gave him some red power. This made Zhang Chengtai very alert. My father is testing me again to see if I am greedy for power. My father is still alive and flourishing in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Political affairs can be handled completely, so why leave it to me? Do you really want to train me? Only a ghost would believe it.
Therefore, Zhang Chengtai adopted a very passive strategy and came to the cabinet every day. However, he always said that he was unable to handle those official documents and asked them to be handed over to the Supervisor of Ceremonies or the Qianqing Palace. This was to express his attitude.
Huang Jian is here, but I, Zhang Chengtai, have no interest in power.\
Cleverness was misled by cleverness. Zhang Chengtai's cowardice made the emperor feel that he was a son who could not bear the heavy responsibility. He immediately walked away, walked to the door, and said: "From tomorrow on, the prince will no longer come to the cabinet. He will go to the south study room to study."
Go ahead."
When the prince heard the news, his face was ashen. He knew that he had handled the matter wrong, but he did not regret it. There was nothing wrong with being obedient, and it was better than letting his father be afraid of him.
…
After returning to the Qianqing Palace, there was indeed a memorial. It was from Yang Fengjin, the co-organizer of the university. It reported that there were confusions in official documents in Huguang, Henan and other places. This was Yang Feng's clue from the somewhat inconspicuous memorial.
The officials of the two provinces asked their superiors for credit, saying how well they had accomplished the task of transporting money and grain to Shaanxi. In just a few days, they organized mules, horses and people to load a large amount of grain from the government treasury and transport it to Shaanxi.\
Strangely, although the imperial court was preparing to use troops against Xiliang, it was not in such a hurry. Moreover, Shaanxi was also a fertile land with a lot of grain and grass stored in it. There was no need to transport it from other provinces for the time being. Yang Feng urgently checked the official documents of the Ministry of Revenue and determined
There is no document for grain adjustment, so there is only one possibility: someone forged the official document.
After reading this, the emperor was also shocked. Looking at Yang Feng's handling opinions, he sent an urgent reply to the local government with eight hundred miles to ask them to recover the food and grass quickly, and then sent the Jin Yiwei to investigate the matter thoroughly.
The emperor picked up the ink pen and wrote on it for the eunuch to run back to the cabinet. After thinking about it, he sent a young eunuch to summon Yang Feng to see him.
This was the second time the emperor summoned Yang Feng. The first time was in the Golden Palace. The emperor had a very good impression of this young man that time. He was born in a poor family, neither humble nor arrogant. He answered questions fluently and had the demeanor of a poor scholar, so he appointed him.
It seems now that he made the right choice for his top pick. In less than a year, the former humble scholar has grown into a gentle, elegant and comfortable cabinet official, with quick thinking and decisive actions.\
"Yang Feng, who do you think is responsible for forging official documents?"
Yang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my sins."
"What are you guilty of?"
"I am not guilty originally, but Your Majesty asked me to answer correctly, and I dare not repay the truth without telling the truth. This will bring up some people who should not be mentioned...so."
"Hahaha, I will pardon you and tell you the truth."
"Forging documents to transport grain and fodder with the intention of treason is a capital crime. How many people in the world can be so bold and treacherous? Therefore, I judge that there are two possibilities. One is the rebellious officials and traitors in the northwest, and the other is...
"
At this point, Yang Feng paused, and the emperor glanced at him. With the emperor's intelligence, he had naturally guessed the result, but said coldly: "Speak!"
Yang Feng was really courageous. He gritted his teeth and said, "The other person may be His Highness Prince Yan of Chang'an."
After saying that, he knelt down straight. It was no joke to sow discord between the emperor and his son. However, after Yang Feng's analysis, he felt that the possibility of King Yan doing this was relatively high. In order to gain the throne, he still spoke out resolutely.
Unexpectedly, the emperor was not angry, but smiled. He admired Yang Feng's attitude of not being afraid of death. He was a loyal and unwavering minister, so what else could he say?\
Even for a moment, the emperor felt that Yang Feng was cuter than his playboy sons. The young man was courageous and knowledgeable, and dared to say anything. He was not cunning in front of the emperor, and he was a man of great talent.
"Yes, I understand, you can go down."
After beating Yang Feng away, the emperor suddenly thought of his precious daughter Princess Anle. Ever since the palace incident, her daughter seemed to have changed as a person. Apart from coming to greet her as usual every day, she no longer came to the imperial study to play.
The little girl holds a grudge. Her biological mother was beaten to death by Concubine Shu in the palace, and her ashes were buried in Xiliu Temple. There was not even a place to worship. No wonder she was like this.
Alas, who told me to only have such a daughter? The emperor felt tenderness in his heart, and suddenly thought that his daughter has grown up, and it seems that it is time to find her husband's family. Looking at the world, there are young talents who can be worthy of the princess.
Not much...
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The emperor dealt with some more memorials. It was already late autumn and it got dark early. Before he knew it, it was time to turn on the lamp. A eunuch came in holding a red lacquer tray with more than a dozen jade tablets on it, each with the words "concubine" on it.
The emperor glanced at his name and suddenly became upset.\
The emperor is old and doesn't have much interest in things between men and women. He just wants to find someone to talk to. But nowadays, the women in the palace are either silent about him or have evil intentions. They pretend that they don't know. They are staring at everyone.
It's the queen's throne. Huh, is that seat so easy to sit on?
The emperor raised his hand and knocked the tray to the ground. The eunuch was frightened and fell to his knees with a plop. The emperor ignored him and stood up and shouted: "Put it in the Yangxin Palace.\"
Judging from the posture, the emperor is going to work all night in Yangxin Hall.
…
Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Feng came to have dinner again. Now Prime Minister Liu has regarded Yang Feng as his prospective son-in-law. Yang Feng is a single man, and there are not many decent servants at home to serve him. The old couple feels sorry for their prospective son-in-law, so they often
Asking him to come and have dinner together can also enhance the relationship between Yang Feng and Liu Ying'er.
Although marriage matters depend on the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, and Mr. Liu and his wife can decide on the marriage, but they are not common people. I think back then, Liu Songpo was a poor student, and Mrs. Liu was the daughter of a wealthy official family.
Miss, it is a good story to break through the resistance and come together. As a parent, how can you force your daughter?\
Emotions always need to be strengthened through contact.
But Liu Ying'er refused to associate with Yang Feng, which made everyone very embarrassed. Liu Jingyun and his wife were also anxious. It would be a pity to give up such a good brother-in-law, but no one said it would be easy. Although Liu Ying'er appeared superficial
She is weak but very hard-core. If she really has to stage another big drama of betraying her family, everyone's face will not look good.
During the banquet, Liu Songpo and his future brother-in-law Liu Jingyun were still accompanying the guests. Liu Ying'er hid in the study and could not come out. She had been in and out of Liu's house many times. Yang Feng was no longer restrained and chatted with his future father-in-law and brother-in-law.
With his talent, he also has another purpose, which is to use his personal charm to subtly conquer Liu Ying'er, because he firmly believes that Liu Ying'er has no reason not to like an outstanding man like himself.\
Where there is a will, there is a way. This is Yang Feng's motto. As long as he sets his sights on something, there is nothing he can't do.
After drinking and eating, Liu Songpo was about to invite his prospective son-in-law to the study to look at an ancient painting he had recently collected. Suddenly Liu Ying'er came out of nowhere and said to Yang Feng: "Come with me, I have something to say to you.
"After that, he turned around and left.
Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a huge joy came to his heart. Liu Xiangye and his wife looked at each other, their eyes filled with joy. If there was a way, Liu Jingyun quickly pushed Yang Feng: "You are still standing there, go quickly.
ah."
Yang Feng smiled slightly shyly and followed Liu Ying'er. When he came to Liu Ying'er's study, Yang Feng took a deep breath first. It smelled so good. This is the study of the person in the dream. From inside
There is a faint daughter's fragrance everywhere outside.
Taking a closer look, he was even more surprised. There were books everywhere, and the number of books he collected was no less than that of Liu Songpo. Ying'er was really a talented girl with extensive knowledge. In Yang Feng's heart, Liu Ying'er's charm instantly increased by several percentage points. Like this
This talented woman is simply tailor-made for me, Yang Feng!
Seeing Yang Feng standing there looking like a nymphomaniac, Liu Ying'er smiled disdainfully: "Grand Bachelor, what are you thinking about?"
Liu Ying'er's voice still had that crisp and charming lolita sound, so it didn't sound sarcastic at all to Yang Feng. He thought it was his sweetheart joking with him, so he sneered and said, "The young man just marveled at Miss Liu."
The collection of books is really vast. If Xiaosheng could have had these books when he was young..."
"Okay, I didn't tell you this when I called you here. You sit down first." Liu Ying'er interrupted Yang Feng rudely and pointed to a bench in the corner.
Yang Feng chuckled and did not go to sit on the bench. Instead, he sat down on the Taishi chair in front of Liu Ying'er. He stared at Liu Ying'er with a pair of burning eyes and said, "If you have anything to say, it's better to sit close and say it."
Liu Ying'er frowned slightly and said straight to the point: "Master Yang, I don't want to see you come to our house again."
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