Li Chen got dressed under Wan Jiaojiao's service, walked to the table, picked up a bowl of porridge, and started having breakfast.
While drinking porridge, Li Chen asked: "What did he say?"
"The person who brought Fu Cheng here must be trying to find a good future for his nephew."
There was quite a bit of disdain in Wan Jiaojiao's tone.
She felt that Xu Changqing was biting his nose a bit.
His Highness has given these uncles and nephews such favors, yet they actually want more.
Li Chen glared at Wan Jiaojiao and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
Wan Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue, but stopped talking.
Picking up a piece of cake and putting it into his mouth with the porridge, Li Chen said: "Xu Changqing has no heirs, only Xu Junlou is his nephew, so he basically treats Xu Junlou as his son."
"Xu Junlou is young and energetic. He always wants to show his abilities and is reluctant to miss the opportunity."
"On these two points, their uncle and nephew are both understandable."
"It's just that the starting point is different, so there is no fault. You are not allowed to talk behind my back."
Wan Jiaojiao said coquettishly: "Your Highness, I'm just talking."
"It's okay to tell me about it, but if you get used to it, sooner or later rumors will spread that you are spoiled and arrogant, and interfere in the residence of the court ministers without authorization. The former is okay, but the latter is for someone who is interested.
Listen to it, aren't you troublesome?"
Li Chen handed the empty bowl to Wan Jiaojiao, asked her to add another bowl of porridge for him, and then asked, "Didn't you say anything else?"
Wan Jiaojiao carefully replenished the porridge for Li Chen, and then said: "Actually, I just said hello last night. The servant said that His Highness had rested. Master Xu went back without saying a word, without saying anything specific."
"Um."
Li Chen pulled the porridge and said: "It's his temperament."
"Don't worry about him, he is a smart man and knows what to do."
After eating and drinking, Li Chen stood up, waved his sleeves and robe, "Let's go to the morning court."
Outside the Palace of Supreme Harmony, ministers had already been waiting at the entrance of the palace.
I don't know whether it was an illusion or a difference in comparison, but the ministers felt that there were many fewer courtiers and many more guards.
Although the heavy rain has stopped today, the sky in Beijing is still gloomy, as if it may continue to rain at any time.
This made the courtiers feel gloomy.
In the past few days, Jin Yiwei has been arresting courtiers on a large scale, and every official has seen it, and they only feel scared, lest they make a slight mistake, and the next moment Jin Yiwei will appear at their door.
It is precisely because of this action of Jinyiwei that even though Sanbao died, Dongchang's prestige not only did not decline, but became even stronger.
As for Chen Tong, officials have privately called him a tiger-headed guillotine.
There are three kinds of guillotines for killing people: the dog-headed guillotine kills ordinary people, the tiger-headed guillotine kills court officials, and the dragon-headed guillotine kills the emperor's relatives.
And Chen Tong, the tiger-headed guillotine, had just taken charge of the affairs of the East Factory and had already frightened the officials in the capital.
The desolate trumpet sounded, and the eunuch, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, appeared today, standing at the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, holding a clean whip and cracking it nine times.
"Go to court!"
With a solemn chant, the palace gate opened wide, and the civil and military officials entered in order from the Jinshui Bridge.
The gate of the Palace of Supreme Harmony is opening. Officials enter and stand according to their official positions.
The article is headed by Zhao Xuanji and the martial artist Su Zhenting.
It's just that today is different, even Tantai Jingzhi, who rarely goes to court, is here.
Zhao Xuanji saw Tantai Jingzhi and asked, "Mr. Jingzhi, are you standing next to me?"
Tantai Jingzhi smiled and waved his hands: "No, no, no, I'm still standing here."
