Prime Minister Lu went to the palace and came back to tell him that the emperor was going to perform some rituals, so be prepared.
The other prime ministers were stunned.
They also thought that Lu Qian entered the palace as soon as he learned the news and knew the reason, so he hurriedly persuaded the emperor to withdraw his orders.
What is the number now?
It's not that they can't come up with the money, but they can't let the emperor develop the habit of being arbitrary. Even if he will approve it in the end, they should make it more difficult for the emperor to think more about it next time he is willful.
A group of prime ministers gathered around Lu Qian, asking for an explanation.
No matter how virtuous and respected Prime Minister Lu is, he alone does not have the final say in the political affairs hall.
Everyone is qualified to speak based on their relative power.
In the end, Lu Qian and his grandson who came to serve him shouted and stopped them.
He bowed to each other and said: "Masters, my grandfather is old, please speak slowly."
Lu Qian wiped off the hot sweat and told his grandson: "Go outside and make a pot of tea."
The grandson agreed and went out. Lu Qian shook his cattail leaf fan and said, "Sit down and talk slowly. Those who don't know would think you are here to collect debts."
The prime ministers were a bit sarcastic by what he said, so they sat down as he was told.
Lu Qian took a big sip of tea and said, "The situation of your Majesty is not good."
Everyone was stunned, and then Prime Minister Zhang Tan asked: "What do you mean it's not well? Your Majesty's headache is an old disease. The Imperial Hospital also said that it will be cured after a while."
Lu Qian shook his head: "What I'm talking about is the state of Your Majesty. This illness is just that, but Your Majesty's spirit is getting worse and worse. Yesterday, I entered the palace. Your Majesty held my hand and spoke for a long time about the late Emperor.
As I see it, the Holy Spirit is ill-intentioned."
Another Prime Minister wondered: "Where did the heart disease come from? Since the Holy Emperor took the throne, he has been diligent and self-denial. Even if he met the late emperor, he had nothing to feel guilty about. Now he has captured Beihu, which is something that the late emperor did not do.
."
Others said yes.
Lu Xiang shook his head: "Don't forget the circumstances under which Your Majesty ascended the throne. This reminds me of old things. I always think too much when I am sick. If I don't let it go, it may affect my recovery."
The word "old things" makes everyone think again and again.
The emperor felt guilty, so he wanted to reassure himself?
What is there to be ashamed of? The three royal brothers killed each other. He was assigned the throne at the critical moment. He has done such a good job and went down to Huangquan to meet the late emperor. That is worthy of boasting.
Maybe the emperor was overthinking when he was ill and missed his father and brother? It is true that the older he gets, the more he looks like a child.
Lu Qian said again: "I have also advised you that it is not appropriate for the Holy Spirit to travel in this body, so just do it in the palace! As for the money, part of it will come from the inner treasury, and part of it will come from us."
This is doable. If you don’t leave the palace, it won’t be a big deal, so you’ll save money!
Guo Xu said nothing and returned to his office.
"Uncle Six, drink tea."
Guo Xun hummed and took it casually, his mind still spinning on Lu Qian's words.
His thoughts were different from others. Mr. Guo, who had always had a dirty heart, his first reaction was not that the Holy One had nothing to be ashamed of, but that he had done something to be ashamed of, and that was why he suddenly wanted to do something religious.
It’s interesting! Didn’t he have no involvement in the rebellion that year? What should I be ashamed of?
Is there any hidden secret behind this?
Is there any opportunity here?
Guo Xu took a sip of tea and spat it out when it was so hot that he said angrily: "Damn boy, you want to burn your uncle to death!"
The nephew was dumbfounded. He always made tea like this. Who knew Uncle Six wouldn't even look at it?
Guo Xu scolded him, then immediately had another idea and waved him over.
The nephew moved over timidly: "Uncle Six, please hit him gently..."
"Who's going to hit you?" Guo Xu was so angry that he slapped him on the forehead, then lowered his voice and leaned into his ear, "After you get off the yamen, don't go back yet. Walk around on the road and think of something to do.
Invite the King of Yue's personal guard to drink, find the reason yourself, repay the favor of saving your life, etc..."
…
Finally, the matter of practice was settled.
The location is at the shrine, and the time is relatively long, seven days in a row.
Mingwei was stunned for a moment after receiving the news: "Why should I go too?"
Xiaotong, who came to deliver the message, said: "You are the future princess! This is a family matter, and all the royal family members should go and pray for it."
"But we're not married yet. Isn't this appropriate?"
If you are not married, you have no status. Now when she goes out, people still call her Miss Mingqi.
Xiaotong looked around, leaned over and whispered: "His Highness specially ordered it. It is rare for him to see the imperial concubine now..."
"Oh." Mingwei nodded, if that's the case, let's go.
"When?" she asked.
Xiaotong said happily: "There are still three days left. Please be prepared. His Highness will send someone to pick you up then."
In the afternoon of that day, Mingwei made an excuse to go to the Silver Building and went shopping. Finally, he tried to escape from his shell and went to Wangji Braised Meat Shop in disguise.
There were not many people in Shen Shi's store, so she sat there for a while and then saw Fu Jin wandering over.
"What's the important thing for the princess?" Fu Jin sat at the table and asked with a smile.
Mingwei faced him back to back and asked, "Sir, do you know that there is something going on in the palace?"
Fu Jin had already received the news before and replied: "Not bad."
"I will enter the palace, and I will be able to accompany the noble concubine for a while."
"Oh..." Fu Jin understood. He was asking what happened and that he needed to talk to the imperial concubine.
He thought about it for a moment and said, "Ask the imperial concubine what's going on with that person's body. From what I've seen, it doesn't seem quite right."
Mingwei asked: "Sir, do you think he gets sick too often?"
"Yeah." Fu Jin said slowly, "I'm just worried that the imperial concubine has let herself get into trouble. In our current situation, it's better to be safe."
Mingwei sighed: "I'll just ask, but if the concubine really wants this, I won't force it. For us, it's better to stay dormant for a while, but for the concubine, it's hard day and night."
"
Fu Jin was silent for a moment and replied: "I know. You don't have to wait too long. The prince's side can't bear it anymore. It's just that King Xin still needs some effort. As long as they both move, we can wipe them out in one fell swoop."
, and then find a way to make something happen to King An. At that time, the imperial concubine will be free."
Mingwei nodded: "Since sir has something to say, I will convey it to the noble concubine."
Fu Jin added: "Speaking of which, this religious ceremony is quite strange. There are regulations for royal ancestor worship, so why is it suddenly necessary?"
Ming smiled: "Sir, you are asking. I know exactly why."
"oh?"
"The Holy One dreamed of Taizu and thought of old things. The so-called old things are most likely what happened to Taizu in his later years."
Fu Jin asked curiously: "Where did the girl get this news?"
Logically speaking, Prince Yue's Mansion should be tightly guarded. How could he know better than him? The prince only knew the first half.
Mingwei replied with three words: "Zhengshitang." (To be continued)