The emperor was absent from court for twenty-seven days before he resumed his duties at court.
During this period, no one dared to mention in front of His Majesty the Emperor the promise he made that day in front of the Empress Dowager's bedside.
Even Empress Sun, the third prince, and the descendants of the Sun family, who had the most relevant interests, did not say a word.
Because as long as they were not too stupid, everyone could see that His Majesty the Emperor was in a very wrong mood that day. Only Emperor Hong De recognized this matter, but others could not say it. Whoever said it might hit the Emperor's gun Speaking of words, he became the emperor's punching bag.
It was May and Shen Yi had been stranded in Jiankang for nearly two months.
Because he came here to resolve the matter of moving the capital, the Queen Mother passed away suddenly, and the matter was put on hold. He could not give up halfway. He had to wait until the matter was resolved, at least after the regulations were in place. Only then could he leave and go north to do his own thing.
At this time, it was already June, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, at the entrance of Deqing Hall.
Because it was getting early, Shen Yi got up early and took advantage of the coolness to wait for the court meeting at the entrance of Deqing Hall.
Zhang Shangshu stood next to Mr. Shen, touched Shen Yi with his shoulder, and whispered: "Son, your Majesty has seen almost no one except you in this month. Is there anything important going on at the court today? There is news. , Let’s talk to my brother in advance.”
Master Shen smiled hoarsely: "Senior brother, you are overthinking it, aren't you? It's just an ordinary court meeting, what's the big deal?"
Zhang Shangshu rolled his eyes.
"Come on, it's nothing important. Will you come to court early in the morning?"
"..."
"Senior Brother, what you said is that I am also a minister of Da Chen, why can't I go to court?"
Zhang Jian turned sideways and ignored Shen Yi.
Master Shen pulled his sleeve and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry."
"Take a look, have all the princes arrived?"
Zhang Jian turned around and saw that all five or six princes of this dynasty who were over fifteen years old had arrived. Among them, the third prince, Li Rong, was looking at a corner of the hall in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.
Zhang Shangshu understood immediately. He looked back at Shen Yi, then took a deep breath and stopped talking.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao arrived belatedly. Seeing the two brothers and sisters standing together, he also came over.
"What are you talking about?"
Zhang Shangshu quickly bowed his head, raised his hands and saluted: "Master, Prime Minister."
Shen Yi also raised his hands and saluted: "Uncle."
Mr. Zhao looked around and reminded: "Don't laugh, or the censor will impeach you."
Shen Yi finally came to his senses. The landlady was newly deceased and she really shouldn't be laughing and joking.
Although he doesn't care, those censors may impeach Zhang Jian.
As soon as Zhao Xianggong finished speaking, the door of Deqing Palace had been opened, and civil and military officials filed in. Waiting for His Majesty the Emperor, who looked tired, to arrive, everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Long live my emperor."
After shouting this sentence, the officials seemed to have rehearsed and kowtowed again.
"Your Majesty, my condolences."
His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the throne, looked haggard. He glanced at the officials kneeling on the ground and was silent for a long time before speaking weakly.
"I'm not in a good mood. If you have anything to do, I'll report it to you. If nothing happens, I'll dismiss you."
His Majesty the Emperor's sadness when his biological mother passed away was certainly not fake. However, after a month, it should have eased a bit. However, in front of all the officials, you should still be sad. After all, there are people above the main hall who have always been sad. Recording every word and deed of the emperor.
If in normal times, His Majesty the Emperor said such words, everyone would be very sensible. Even if there is indeed something to report, they would not say it again, or delay it, or directly report it to Zhongshu. After all, people without emotional intelligence are very likely to It's hard to stand in this palace of the Emperor.
But this time, there were too many things backlogged by the imperial court. Therefore, Zhongshu and several prime ministers, regardless of the emperor's state, began to report some important matters that could only be decided by His Majesty the Emperor. .
The emperor steeled himself to deal with these matters, then rubbed his brows and spoke.
"Is there anything else? If not, let's dismiss the court."
Shen Yi did not speak, but quietly looked at the third son of the emperor, Li Rong, who was standing in the forefront of the ministers.
His Highness the Third Prince seemed a little nervous at this moment. He turned to look at Shen Yi and saw that Shen Yi was looking at him. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around and did not dare to look at Shen Yi.
But soon, he gritted his teeth, stood up, lowered his head and said, "Father, I have something to report."
Mr. Shen nodded with some relief.
Although he doesn't know much about this Third Highness, it seems that he is still somewhat responsible. At least he dares to take charge of things.
His Majesty the Emperor and Shen Yi looked at each other, then looked at Li Rong, quietly exhaled, and said, "Say."
Li Rong lowered his head and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: 'I would like to report to my father in private.'
As soon as these words came out, Shen Yi was the first person to frown.
Then, His Majesty the Emperor also frowned slightly, but he still nodded in agreement.
"After the court is over, you come to see me at Ganlu Hall."
After saying this, the emperor had no intention of dealing with political affairs anymore. Instead, he stood up directly, looked at the officials, and said slowly: "That's it for today. If you have any urgent matters, please report it to Zhongshu. "
After that, he didn't look at the officials again, walked down the imperial steps and left, heading towards the back hall.
Zhang Jian turned to look at Shen Yi with a question on his face.
Mr. Shen frowned and said nothing.
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"The emperor guards the gates of the country."
"The king dies in Sheji!"
In the Ganlu Palace, His Highness the Third Highness spoke impassionedly and in front of his father these shocking words.
Looking at his father Gu Jing Wubo's face, he felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and whispered: "Father, I think that since Emperor Taizu established the capital of Yanjing, we and other descendants will naturally follow his legacy. , move the capital back to Yanjing."
"No matter how much the ministers oppose it, this must be done!"
His Majesty the Emperor looked at his son quietly, and after a while, he asked: "Why didn't you say anything to the court just now?"
His Highness the Third Prince quickly lowered his head and said: "I originally wanted to say something, but my father said that you are not in a good mood. Once I say this, it will definitely cause discussion in the court, and the noise will be even more disturbing. Father, that’s why you didn’t say it at the court meeting.”
Emperor Hong De lowered his head to drink tea. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then why don't you wait until the next court meeting to talk about it?"
His Highness the Third Prince froze on the spot, his face turned red all of a sudden, he hesitated, and was speechless for a long time.
"you are so brilliant."
Emperor Hong De put down his tea cup and said slowly: "You don't want to offend others, but you also want to please me. You are even not sure what my attitude is towards moving the capital. You are not sure whether I still want to move the capital, so you tell me this in private. ."
"First of all, you won't offend those opponents, and secondly, you can please me, right?"
Li Rong's face suddenly turned pale. He knelt down with a plop, lowered his head and said: "Father, you have misunderstood me. I never meant this. My son, my son..."
"You didn't mean that."
His Majesty the Emperor said silently: "Then someone taught you to say and do this."
"Who taught you this? Was it your mother or your uncles?"
"Father, Emperor Mingjian."
"Yes Yes…"
He hesitated for a long time, and in panic, he almost wanted to blame Shen Yi. Fortunately, the last trace of reason stopped him from doing so. He lowered his head and said: "Father, I am my son." ...It was Erchen himself who wanted to say this..."
"My son is wrong..."
He gritted his teeth and said, "Father, please punish me!"
"I won't punish you."
Emperor Hong De seemed really tired. After sighing, he waved his hand: "You..."