If in the past, what Kun Qin said was absolutely correct, Zhang Qian would indeed be disrespectful!
According to the rules, no matter whether it is the palace or the palace, crying loudly in public is not allowed.
To put it bluntly, no matter how bitter my heart is and if my teeth are knocked out, I can only swallow them with blood.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
The old emperor was really right. Without Zhang Yong, the governor of Gansu, and Wang Fuchen had his way, the Qing Dynasty would really be in danger!
As long as the throne was not involved, the old emperor was generally very emotional.
Kun Qin's little thoughts, Yuzhu is naturally clear.
Don't you just want to extort money?
Zhang Qian ate Kun Qin's dish and immediately realized that he was too sad and lost his composure, so he quickly stopped talking.
When Zhang Hongxu saw that Yuzhu didn't say a word, he simply put his legs together, lowered his head, and crouched down, pretending to be dead.
If others don’t know, how can Zhang Hongxu not know?
Judging from the old emperor's attitude, even if Zhang Qian was disrespectful, as long as he was not publicly impeached by the censor, he would be fine.
Yuzhu's silence was the biggest hint.
Kun Qin, who originally wanted to continue to attack, had no choice but to shut up and wait for Yuzhu to express his position.
After everyone calmed down, Yuzhu walked slowly to Zhang Qian, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it over.
"Wipe your face, lest you disgrace yourself before you and ruin your great-grandfather's great reputation." Yuzhu said gently.
Although Yuzhu's words were spoken softly, the meaning behind them was as heavy as Mount Tai.
Zhang Qian's heart suddenly trembled, he quickly took the handkerchief with both hands and wiped his face extremely carefully.
After Zhang Qian had packed up, Yuzhu then ordered: "Follow my Majesty."
"I will obey the order of the Prime Minister!" Zhang Qian obediently followed Yu Zhu into the Qingxi Bookstore.
Arriving at the door of the old emperor's study, Yuzhu stopped on his own initiative and turned to look at Zhang Hongxu.
Zhang Hongxu understood what Yuzhu meant, so he bent his back and went in to report to the old emperor.
Soon, Zhang Hongxu returned to the door and nodded slightly to Yuzhu.
Yuzhu immediately straightened his clothes and led Zhang Qian in.
After entering the room and getting closer, Yuzhu was keenly aware that the old emperor was sitting cross-legged on the Kang table, with tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he had cried.
"Your Majesty Yuzhu, I respectfully send you your holy greetings."
"Zhang Qian, a common man, respectfully greets you."
"Get up!"
"Shay Khan Amma."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Since Zhang Qian had neither official nor title, he only came to see the saint in the name of acknowledging his father's death, so Yuzhu had to come forward to perform the memorial.
Then, Yuzhu said in a deep voice: "I report to Khan Ama that Zhang Gong, the first-class Jingnihou, has died, and his son Zhang Qian has come to see him."
The old emperor nodded and said listlessly: "I am old and no longer useful. Maybe, I will go to see Zhang Yong soon."
Hey, that's not a nice thing to say.
Yuzhu quickly accompanied the smiling face and comforted the old emperor: "Khan Ama, look at what you said, when I celebrate Jiazi Shou, how can I miss the good treasures rewarded by your old man?"
Yuzhu, who was born in the 29th year of Kangxi's reign, just turned thirty-one this year.
There are still twenty-nine years left before Yuzhu celebrates his sixtieth birthday.
This also means that the old emperor will be in charge of the world for at least half a century!
Zhang Hongxu secretly raised his thumb and fell to the ground in admiration.
Alas, when it comes to flattering skills, he, Wang Chaoqing and Wei Zhu are far inferior to Yuzhu.
The old emperor doesn't need anything now, so he just wants to borrow another five hundred years from heaven.
Yuzhu's words were very pleasing to the ears and hit the old emperor's weakness.
The old emperor felt very comfortable, but he cursed: "What a bastard, are you going to live like an old monster?"
Yuzhu said with a smile on his face: "In the folk, old gods and old monsters are pretty much the same."
"Haha, a dog's jade pillar." The old emperor was finally amused, and his depressed mood disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that the old emperor's mood improved, Yuzhu turned to look at Zhang Qian and whispered: "Long live the Lord, I have always been considerate of the loyal and brave ministers. Your great-grandfather was not Xiong Gong, and your ancestors were both Nan Gong, who were the pillars of the country. You are too sad.
If you even behave inappropriately while driving, why don't you quickly apologize?"
Zhang Qian is actually not poor, he is stingy, born to be stingy.
His great-grandfather Zhang Yong served as the admiral of Gansu for a long time and led the army to pacify the northwest. Can he count the money he passed through?
His grandfather Zhang Yunyi served as land admiral in Fujian for twenty years.
When the old emperor issued an order to force the Han people along the coast of Fujian to move thirty miles inland, God knows how much benefit Zhang Yunyi gained from it?
However, Yuzhu was willing to help Zhang Qian speak for no other reason than to cater to the old emperor's emotional problems.
Objectively speaking, it was unwise for the old emperor to force the elderly Wu Sangui to rebel!
If Zhang Yong and other four generals in Hexi had not stabilized the situation in the northwest, and Wu Sangui hesitated to advance in Hunan, it is still unclear who would win.
Precisely because of his extraordinary luck in winning, the old emperor had special affection for the four generals in Hexi.
Isn't Sun Chengyun, who is too fat to wear the same pants as Yuzhu, the biological son of Sun Sike, one of the four generals in Hexi?
No matter how stupid Zhang Qian was, he knew that Yuzhu was determined to exonerate him, so he quickly kowtowed to the ground three times and said in a trembling voice: "It is disrespectful for ordinary people to cry loudly in the garden. It is really disrespectful. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
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The old emperor was so shrewd. He knew that Yuzhu was not trying to win over Zhang Qian, but was thinking about him wholeheartedly.
"That's all, I won't do it next time."
Yuzhu set up the ladder, Zhang Qian apologized honestly, and the old emperor said, "The crime of disrespect is forgiven."
The old emperor was obedient to his words, and every word he said must be recorded in order to avoid delaying military and state affairs.
In the future, if the imperial censors and officials want to stir up trouble, it will be of no use.
"A family cannot be without an owner for a day. Yuzhu, whoever comes to attack Jingnihou, I will only look at your tricks!" The old emperor did not allow Yuzhu to refuse, and then said, "I will reward you with five thousand taels of silver, and I will call you Lao Twelve."
Go to the Zhang family and help with the funeral arrangements."
"Hey." The old emperor said his words to death. Yuzhu had no way to politely refuse, so he had to accept the order.
Zhang Hongxu, who was close at hand, could see the whole process clearly.
Compared with Yuzhu's sophistication, Kun Qin is simply a clown.
Despite Kun Qin jumping up and down and making a fuss, Yuzhu remained silent, snorted, and easily took control of the Zhang family's lifeline.
How awesome is this?
Kun Qin was also an imperial minister, so why didn’t Zhang Hongxu respect him?
Hehe, grandson, he is obviously a dung beetle, but he has turned into a chirper?
Be more cheerful, go back by yourself, and think about it carefully!
When he came out, Lao Twelve complained softly: "It's really unlucky. This kind of thing always happens to me."
Yuzhu smiled slightly, Lao Twelve simply chose the wrong career line, and he couldn't take it off even if he wanted to take it off!
Seeing that Yuzhu didn't say anything, Lao Twelve was a little reluctant and said: "I owe you a big favor. I must choose a day to get drunk and then rest."
Yuzhu just smiled and said nothing, but he understood in his heart what Lao Twelve was referring to.
Last time, when the old emperor was suspicious of Lao Twelve, the story of Yuzhu calmly helping Lao Twelve smooth his cheeks finally reached Lao Twelve's ears.
Note 1: "粲" is the old Beijing colloquial word for "xue". Old Beijingers during the Qing Dynasty pronounced "xue" as xiáo, the second tone.
Note 2: Chirping bird is the old Beijing dialect: Cicada. It is derived from the idiom, "The dung shell beetle turns into a chirping bird and reaches the sky in one step." It describes the success of someone who looks down on a villain.
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