"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, today Ji Kang and the three hundred imperial eunuchs knelt outside the palace gate to plead for Yuan An's acquittal."
"Your Majesty, in the past few days, Xie Xuan of the Yanwu Xie family has led a group of young and innocent disciples to openly debate on the banks of the Qinhuai River, claiming that Yuan An was not only innocent, but also contributed to the Jin State and the Yunhuang people.
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"His Royal Highness, the Chongxuan Office replied that Yuan An was just a pre-registered disciple of the Taoist sect, and had not yet formally entered the mountain, received the crown, and passed on the throne, so he was still a citizen of the Jin Dynasty and should be controlled by the court. They also said that that day
It was His Highness who locked him up. How to deal with it should be decided by His Highness himself, and the Chongxuan Department has no right to interfere."
"It's not good, Your Highness! The Sifang Mansion where the Yu Clan is staying is surrounded by people, demanding that the Yu Clan's hunting envoys kowtow to apologize and get out of Jiankang!"
"Your Highness, the Yu tribe's envoys threatened to raise an army to destroy the Jin Dynasty!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
Yi Mo sat on the splendid high chair and couldn't help but close his eyes to avoid looking at the anxious old faces below. However, the sound of "buzzing" kept coming, as if a nest of annoying wasps were swirling around him.
Every now and then, I'll sting you hard.
He waved, and the waiting maid immediately opened the jade box containing Bingchi balm. Another maid dipped her fingertips into a little Bingchi balm, which was as white as milk, and gently rubbed it on Yi Mo's temples.
The cool and slightly spicy Bingchi Clear Oil made Yi Mo feel refreshed, and the heat in his heart was relieved a little. He opened his eyes and looked at Gao Qingyue, who was motionless as a mountain beside him, and his mood became more stable.
"The weather is hot, let's bring some iced plum soup to relieve your thirst." Yi Mo's eyes slowly swept across a group of East Palace ministers and ordered the palace maid.
Everyone quickly thanked him, and Yi Mo couldn't help feeling a little proud.
Since the Little Eagle King of the Yu Tribe was killed and Yuan An was imprisoned, the government and the public have become chaotic. Today there are people admonishing, and tomorrow there are people protesting, and the streets and teahouses and taverns are full of emotions. It is like putting him, the prince, on the fire! p>
But he still kept his composure, and even though he was impatient and furious, he still gave these useless subordinates some iced plum soup. This shows that he does have the bearing of a king, but the king is not an incompetent king, and the minister is an incompetent minister.
"Master Gao, what did your father say?" Yi Mo picked up a dragon and phoenix fused gold glass bowl. The plum soup was as dark purple as clouds and as bright as ice. There were little golden purple-gold osmanthus floating on it, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.
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He took a sip with satisfaction, and the cool fragrance of the ice was refreshing. This was his exclusive golden osmanthus and plum soup. The osmanthus was collected from the remote and remote wilderness. The purple osmanthus, plums, hawthorn and tangerine peel were all rare and exotic species.
It is more than a thousand years old. It is not only a good drink to relieve summer heat, but also replenishes vitality and nourishes the sea of knowledge. Such a rare and expensive purple-gold, osmanthus and plum soup, of course these incompetent ministers below are not worthy of enjoying it. He actually wanted to give Gao Qingyue a bowl, but Gao Shixiu
I am so high-spirited that I don’t even care about this little extraneous thing.
Gao Qingyue bowed slightly: "His Majesty's illness has worsened and he is temporarily unable to engage in political affairs. State affairs must still rely on His Highness the Crown Prince to preside over it."
The corner of Yi Mo's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Last night, the eunuch in the palace secretly sent him a message, saying that the king had a very good appetite and ate three whole roasted suckling pigs. The old man played this trick all day long, and he was so irresponsible!<
/p>
"My dear friends, you have been talking for a long time, what are the countermeasures?" Yi Mo suppressed his displeasure and drank most of the bowl of plum soup in one gulp.
"Your Highness, this matter must be decided immediately. If it is delayed, it will only make the trouble worse." Prince Xima said anxiously, "Either hand Yuan An to the Yu Clan and have nothing to do with us. Or declare Yuan An innocent.
Release on the spot to appease the people. In short, we can’t let it go on like this!”
Yi Mo was silent for a while, then sneered: "Either, or... tell me, what do you want? How come I asked you about politics, but you asked me about it instead? Is this the loyalty of a minister serving the emperor?
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"Your Highness, please calm down! Your Highness, please forgive me!" All the Eastern Palace ministers apologized sincerely.
Yi Mo shouted sternly: "I'm asking you for advice, not for guilt! Shouldn't it be loyal to the emperor to eat his salary?"
Prince Sheren said bravely: "Your Majesty, I have a plan. Why don't we escort Yuan An to Chongxuan Department and hand him over to the Taoist sect."
Prince Xima frowned and said, "Didn't the Chongxuan Office reply? Should it be handled by His Highness?"
Prince Sheren said: "They answer what they say, and we do what we say. Anyway, Yuan An is a hot potato, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky."
"This is not appropriate!" Prince Xima scolded, "This is tantamount to handing over the affairs of the court to the Taoist sect! The Chongxuan Office can shirk it, but we cannot shirk it. The most important weapon of the country can only be given by the monarch!"
"We take over and bear the wrath of the Yu Clan, the overlord of the Eight Wastes. When the time comes, the Yu Clan will be held accountable, and the army will approach the city, and the mountains and rivers will be destroyed. The Taoist sect will blame all the crimes on His Highness. Wouldn't it be even more inappropriate?" Prince Shiren said unconvinced. The two of them were arguing so much that their faces were red, their saliva was flying, and they even got into a fight. Yi Mo couldn't help but became irritated again, and even rock sugar, golden cinnamon and plum soup couldn't suppress his anger. The subjects of the East Palace were probably selected from some small families.
, or the distant relatives on the fringes of high-ranking families. They are usually eloquent and full of ambitions, but at critical moments they turn into soft-legged shrimps and crabs, headless flies.
Maybe he should follow the advice of the senior teacher and select a few civilians with real talents and knowledge from among the people? But the common people are of low blood, and it is too shameful to be one's subordinates.
"Enough!" Yi Mo put down the dragon and phoenix molten gold glass bowl with a "bang" and shouted impatiently.
The two of them stopped with blushing faces.
"Put Yuan An's matter aside for now, you guys need to calm down the chaos outside!" Yi Mo picked up the thick stack of memorials on the desk and suppressed the urge to tear them into pieces, "These all belong to Ji Kang and his group.
The memorial asked me to release Yuan An and expel the Yu clan every day! Ji Kang did not understand the general situation and stirred up troubles, causing unrest in the government and the public, and turmoil in the country. How should we deal with it?"
Prince She and Prince Xima looked at each other, and this time they both agreed: "Your Highness, Ji Kangxian is well-known, he is the head of the Six Sages of the Bamboo Forest, and he is also the spiritual leader of all the scholars in the Jin Dynasty. He can influence the overall situation.
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"This won't work, that won't work, what's the use of you all?" Yi Mo couldn't hold back his anger after all, and slammed the memorial at Prince Xima and the two, scaring them so much that they bowed and apologized frequently.
Yi Mo suddenly stood up and said angrily: "What a virtuous name? It is obviously a name for wasting, and it is a false name! I heard that Ji Kang, besides forging iron and playing the piano, was drunk and having fun! How can such a man who loses his ambition in playing with things have such a virtuous name?
It’s clear that you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation!”
With a "bang" sound, the dragon and phoenix melted gold glass cup was thrown out by Yi Mo, hitting the beams and pillars, and the fragments flew.
Everyone was silent, with their heads lowered and their eyes staring at the tip of their noses. No one dared to say a word.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, calm down." Gao Qingyue muttered, "Your Highness wants to attack Ji Kang. He cannot do it directly, but he can do it in a roundabout way."
Yi Mo perked up: "The teacher is the most powerful! Teacher Gao, tell me quickly, I'm going to be worried to death!"