One hundred and sixtieth chapters before the founding of the Song Dynasty
Chapter 160: The Founding of the Former Song Dynasty
For a moment, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but feel relatively speechless. He felt like there was a pot on his head, and it was an old pot that had been burning for decades. The bottom of the pot was as black as paint and could not be wiped off.
All the benefits and good reputation were taken by Zhu Qizhen, and he couldn't even get a hair out of it. Moreover, the ministers pointed the finger at him. The Qingliu gentry also beat the drums outside the court and kept beating the drums.
Criticize the inner ministers and outer towns.
In addition to these things, there is another thing that makes Zhu Qiyu feel depressed and want to vomit blood, that is, he originally intended to send some of his eunuchs to guard the border towns of Xuanfu, but the officials strongly opposed it.
When it comes to dealing with the Supreme Emperor, it is difficult to be of the same mind as myself.
However, the eunuchs in the palace were also timid about this, as if they were afraid that Zhu Qizhen, who had a good feeling for eunuchs in the past, but had a drastic change in his attitude towards eunuchs after becoming the Supreme Emperor, would not like him and others.
After all, when eunuchs go out of town, they can be regarded as a good job. You know, every guard eunuch or garrison eunuch, in addition to paying filial piety to the chief ministers in the palace and taking care of everyone, how about you earn three
With fifty thousand taels of silver, you are too embarrassed to show your face to say hello when you meet your colleagues.
And now, the border town of Xuanfu suddenly had five more positions. According to the usual practice, I am afraid that the fight would have been bloody. But this time, no eunuch stood up and showed off.
With the attitude that he would die for the emperor and work hard for the country and the country of the Ming Dynasty, he asked himself to be sent out to guard.
In a word, it's because Zhu Qizhen, the Supreme Emperor, is squatting there with a giant god like him, his eyes staring eagerly, and his hands sharpening his knives. It's true that everyone wants to make money, but everyone knows that if you make money, you won't be able to spend it.
What are you here for?
As a result, the eunuchs in the palace remained silent in a tacit understanding, as if they had corrected their evil ways and become good people who were humble and tolerant. They also complained to Zhu Qiyu in subtle ways from time to time about the officials' dislike of the eunuchs.
The situation is getting worse, which has greatly affected the work of the eunuchs guarding and guarding outside the palace.
Thinking of this, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Nima, why do I have to be angry with my ministers all day long?
The emperor's brother is constantly angry?
Being an emperor is indeed a majestic and majestic position, one that is above ten thousand people and has a prominent position in the world. However, the job of the emperor is really not easy to do. This is a conclusion reached after being the emperor for a long time.
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At this time, a chubby little guy with a pair of big black and white eyes, who looked somewhat similar to Concubine Hang between his brows, walked into the palace carefully surrounded by a group of eunuchs and maids.
After seeing Concubine Hang and Zhu Qiyu in the hall, she couldn't help but shout with joy on her face. "Mother, concubine, father." The person who came was none other than Zhu Qiyu's only bloodline, the eldest son of the emperor, Zhu Jianji.
Seeing Zhu Jianji appear at the door of the palace, Zhu Qiyu could no longer care about his thoughts. He stood up with a smile and opened his arms. "Come on, good boy, come here and let your father see if you have grown taller again."
Already."
However, when Zhu Jianji saw his mother shaking her head slowly towards him, he couldn't help but stop running towards his father. He knelt down on the floor and kowtowed respectfully: "My dear father, I see you here."
Seeing that her son, who had just turned three years old, was actually saluting him so respectfully, while feeling emotional, he felt that it was inappropriate to do so. He quickly reached out to support Zhu Jianji, hugged him in his arms, and hugged him tightly.
He kissed his son's fleshy cheek hard. "Guijianji, who taught you this?"
"My mother taught me." The little guy stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva on his face, and frowned, which made Zhu Qiyu laugh from ear to ear. But after Zhu Qiyu laughed, he hugged him
The little guy walked up to Concubine Hang and said warmly and angrily: "Why should I do anything to my beloved concubine? Jian Ji is still young, so why do you have to let him suffer like this?"
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Lord, minister, minister, father, father, son, son. This is what the sage said. Now, you are the king of my Ming Dynasty. Everyone in the world is under you, and you are a blessing.
Father, no matter where you are, I should call you this."
"He should know from an early age that his father is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the king of the Ming Dynasty." Concubine Hang looked at Zhu Jianji who was looking around curiously in Zhu Qiyu's arms with a doting look on her face, and her eyes fell again.
On Zhu Qiyu's face, there was a look of admiration. It must be said that this expression and gaze are the most stimulating to men. At least, Zhu Qiyu was deeply moved. "My beloved concubine, I..."
"I know your Majesty's thoughts." Concubine Hang buried her head deeply, as if she were like a silk wrapped around a majestic giant tree.
Wang Cheng, who had accompanied Zhu Qiyu all the way from the main hall, nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I think back then, Long Live Lord was as big as Prince Jianshen. It was the same time when he saw Emperor Xuanzong. Now I see Lord Long Live and Prince Jianshen.
The prince's father is kind and his son is filial, even if the old slave closes his eyes today, it is still worth it."
"Why do you have to say such things, my eldest companion? You have watched me grow up. Now that I have become the emperor, I still need you to help me with Shu Liang, Zhang Yong, and Wang Qin. Don't be like that."
Thoughts, you know?" Holding his son and looking at the beautiful concubine in his arms, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for valuing this old slave. Your Majesty has a destiny. I'm afraid that the Lord of Hell will have to stay away for a while." Wang Cheng quickly bowed down, and by the way, he flattered Zhu Qiyu in a joking tone.
The great emperor couldn't help but smile and said: "Okay, okay, I am only the emperor on earth, how can I control the underworld of the Yin Dynasty."
After teasing Na Zhu Jianji for a while, the little guy went out to make trouble for a long time. He was probably tired. After a short meeting, he called his mother and concubine with his eyelids raised, and fell asleep soundly in the arms of Concubine Na Hang, watching.
Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch the little guy's fleshy face, but what he got in return was a flirtatious look from Concubine Hang. "Your Majesty, you are serious, don't scare the child.
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"Okay, I won't make trouble anymore. When the little guy wakes up, I will spend more time with him." Zhu Qiyu smiled and said warmly without taking it seriously.
"That's natural. He is your prince. As a father, you naturally want to spend more time with him." When Concubine Hang heard this, she couldn't help but smile, and her eyes that were originally full of love were invisible to Zhu Qiyu.
When he reached the position, he regained his clarity and winked at Wang Cheng, who was standing respectfully in the hall and looking towards this side with a smile.
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After receiving the look from Concubine Hang, Wang Cheng cleared his throat and said cautiously: "Long live my lord, I think it's a bit strange that they reacted so strongly to today's meeting. But now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's those civil and military ministers who
, don’t have any thoughts in your mind..."
"Oh, companion, if you have any idea, just say so." Zhu Qiyu's eyes fell on Wang Cheng who spoke, and his tone became much softer. This Wang Cheng and Wang's companion has been with him since he was born.
Wang Cheng has been waiting by his side for more than 20 years through all the ups and downs. Zhu Qiyu inherited the Ming Dynasty emperor's tradition of being friendly and kind to eunuchs, and he always paid more attention to Wang Cheng's opinions.
"I think that those civil and military ministers are not disrespecting Your Majesty, but they are afraid that if they agree with His Majesty's wishes today, they will not..." Wang Cheng paused for a moment, but his eyes fell on Zhu Jianji, who was sleeping soundly in Concubine Hang's arms.
On the body.
Zhu Qiyu was stunned for a moment. When he followed Wang Cheng's gaze and saw Zhu Jianshen in the arms of Concubine Hang, he felt a little enlightened. His face suddenly became gloomier and his brows furrowed.
Seeing the change in Zhu Qiyu's expression, Wang Cheng, who knew in his heart that the heat had reached its peak, couldn't help but bow to the ground with a look of fear on his face. "Long live my Lord, I deserve to die, my mouth is..."
"It's okay, my dear friend, please continue talking, I want to listen." At this moment, Zhu Qiyu had already sat up straight, his voice cold and chilly.
At this time, Concubine Hang raised her dark eyebrows lightly and winked, and the remaining confidant maids and eunuchs in the hall also left the hall and stood guard outside the hall.
Wang Cheng wiped the corners of his eyes and said with trembling lips: "Since Long Live Lord is willing to listen, I will risk my life today. I have watched you grow up and know that you are kind-hearted and never like to compete with others. However,
After all, you can’t take things as you please in matters concerning the Tian Family.”
"To be honest, this old slave knows that Long Live Your Majesty is in good health, but those ministers, most of whom have been emperors for several generations, naturally think too deeply. As the saying goes, once the emperor, once the ministers, but
Long Live Lord, please don’t forget that the Crown Prince is not your direct biological son, Prince Jianji..." Wang Cheng’s words were completely naked.
Zhu Qiyu didn't understand the reasoning behind it. The reason why ministers always opposed him might be that he had not been in power for long and his prestige was not established, but it was probably more related to what Wang Cheng said.
Zhu Qiyu, whose face became increasingly ugly, gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes almost trembled. His voice was hoarse like a wounded lone wolf, with a hint of ferocity in it: "You continue to speak."
Wang Cheng knew that the heat was enough, and if he continued to stimulate it, he would be unlucky. His words suddenly changed: "Jian Ji, Prince Ji, is extremely intelligent, and his appearance and temperament are similar to those of Long Live Lord. He really has the qualifications to be a master. Furthermore, Zicheng
Father's inheritance, this is an eternal truth, Long Live Lord, you must also know what happened at the beginning of the founding of the Song Dynasty, right?"
After hearing this, looking at the cute and well-behaved Zhu Jianji, Zhu Qiyu's originally livid face slowly turned red mixed with excitement and expectation, and the sparkle in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but clench his hands.
Fist, yes, why didn’t I think of it?
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***:Updated to, Huhu, continue to crawl over obscenely holding your head.
