The death of Emperor Daxing made the whole country extremely sad. However, we should not delay the subsequent major events. Especially since King Zhao escaped from the capital, he was likely to spread rumors and cause trouble. It was even more important to settle major events quickly to calm the minds of the government and the public.
So after crying for a while, Jian Yi, the Minister of Civil Affairs, tremblingly said to Taisun: "Your Highness, I express my condolences. There are several important things that need to be done immediately."
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji wiped his tears, looked at Jian Yi, then looked at the ministers in the hall and said, "I'm just listening to Mr. Jian."
Everyone stopped crying immediately and looked at Jian Yi.
"Your Majesty is dead, the sky is falling, the earth is falling, people are terrified, and the country is uneasy!" Jian Yi said in a deep voice: "We need to first find out what happened last night, so as to reassure people's hearts and stabilize the country!"
"That's exactly what it is!" All the ministers agreed.
"Last night, King Zhao colluded with Zhao Ying, the governor of the East Factory, and the two stewards of Xiyuan, entangled the guards in Changshan, and the Yulin vanguard launched a coup, and committed regicide and rebellion!" Zhu Zhanji is a grandson and a party to last night's incident. Naturally, there is
He was obliged to explain the situation to all the ministers: "They also surrounded Yingtai where I lived. Fortunately, the guards risked their lives to protect me, so I managed to escape from the clutches of the devil. In addition, the British Duke, Taiping Hou and other loyal and brave people came forward. Only then did I
The rebellion was put down, but..."
At this point, His Highness Taisun burst into tears and said with sorrow on his face: "But when we broke through the siege and rushed to the palace to rescue him, it was already too late. Grandpa Huang, he has been brutally murdered by King Zhao, and Long Yu Bintian has died.
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"Ah!" Although the ministers had expected that there would be a sensational fight to the death in the palace last night, but after hearing the story from His Highness Taisun himself, they were still filled with grief and anger, beating their chests and feet, and yelling that King Zhao was worse than a beast, and Zhao Ying was worse than a beast!
For a time, the denunciation of King Zhao in the palace became louder and louder. All the ministers wished they could sleep on his skin and eat his flesh, and they could not live with his traitors!
Wang Xian silently watched with cold eyes. Before yesterday, these same ministers had prostrated themselves in front of King Zhao, wagging their tails and begging for mercy. I don’t know how many people had waited in line for many days and had no chance to enter the palace of Zhao to kneel and lick them. They were in agony! Now that King Zhao was defeated, he immediately returned to Zhao.
They jumped up to attack first, fearing that they would not be able to draw the line clearly and be implicated in every detail.
The ugliness and despicability of human nature were clearly displayed at this moment, which made Wang Xian feel disgusted and disgusted. He just wanted to stay as far away from this dirty court as possible and never see such a drama again.
Regardless of Wang Xian's senses, the performance of the ministers was already in full swing. It took a while before someone asked: "Where is Zhao Ni now?"
Taisun looked at Zhang Xi who was standing aside, who slowly said: "King Zhao was defeated and fled out of the city overnight. Now he has entangled the two guards outside the city and retreated to Tongzhou. The garrison there has always had an unclear relationship with him. I'm afraid
They gathered together and set up a separate court, using the mantis's arm as a chariot."
"Hiss..." I heard that King Zhao was not finished, but went out of the city to entangle the army, and would probably attack the capital. The ministers couldn't help but gasped, and the sound of the attack suddenly became much quieter. Many people were in a state of disbelief, and it was difficult for them to attack the capital.
Cover up the look of panic.
"Why are you panicking!" Xue Lu, Marquis of Yangwu, snorted: "The rabble that Zhao Ni has entangled with is no more than a bunch of chickens and dogs, so there is nothing to worry about!"
"What the old marquis said is..." The ministers agreed on their faces, but they were slandering in their hearts. Of course you are not afraid of a smelly and stubborn old man like you, but we have something in his hands!
In the past month or two, King Zhao and Zhao Ying set off a big jail in the capital, and they wanted to pretend to be public, benefit private parties and fight against dissidents. Except for Zhu Yong, Xue Lu, Zhang Xi and other noble generals who were in the same spirit, King Zhao did not dare to move, and those who refused to attack him
Those who surrendered were all thrown into the Dongchang Prison by Zhao Ying, and their bones were slowly broken to squeeze out the oil. Most of the remaining ones who can still stand here have gone to Prince Zhao's palace to express their loyalty, leaving behind clues.
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There are still a small group of guys who have not been ranked in the queue and have not yet had their turn to kneel down and lick King Zhao. Yesterday they were extremely frustrated, but today they are extremely happy and grateful to God for blessing them with such good luck.
For a time, all the ministers in the palace were in panic. Many people were so frightened that they almost fainted and fell to the ground.
Feeling the strong uneasiness, Jian Yi said in a deep voice: "A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a court cannot be without a master for a day. At this time, we should first confirm whether the emperor has any edicts!"
When Zhu Zhanji heard the words, he shouted in his heart, 'Yes! Of course there is!' But when the words came to his mouth, he felt something was stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.
"What am I afraid of?" Zhu Zhanji knew that he was afraid of Wang Xian. He was worried that once the decree was announced, he would be defeated! He couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart, "Does he still dare to kill all the civil and military officials of the dynasty?" At this moment,
Taisun completely forgot that if Wang Xian had not arranged for someone to rescue him, he would have died in the hands of Zhao Ying last night... I just feel that Wang Xian, who sees his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, is so hateful! Hateful and abominable!
'We can't delay! Change will happen later! Can I, the future emperor, be frightened by a minister?' Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth and was about to speak when he heard Jin Chun, the Minister of Rites, say in a deep voice: "You can ask Zheng He Zheng
Father-in-law will know!"
"What a good idea! Eunuch Zheng has always been by the emperor's side. He knows best whether there is any edict!" All the ministers agreed. If there is a respected person among the eunuchs, it is naturally the upright and loyal Eunuch Zheng! But the ministers immediately
Realized an important question: "Where is Eunuch Zheng?"
"Eunuch Zheng, he is missing..." Zhu Zhanji said sadly. He was really sad. If Zheng He hadn't disappeared, he wouldn't have felt so uncomfortable. With the endorsement of this ********* who controls the imperial army
, just read out the edict, who dares to make a mistake?
"Hey..." All the ministers shook their heads and sighed: "It's a troubled time, it's a troubled time..."
"But!" Zhu Zhanji's heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat. He was about to shout loudly: 'The edict is in my hands!'
But Wang Xian, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke: "The emperor has been in a coma for nearly half a year. I'm afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the authenticity of the edict even if it is issued."
Wang Xian's voice was not loud, but it suddenly silenced the noisy dormitory. No matter how they viewed him in their hearts, whether they admired or hated him, everyone was full of fear of this man, and no one dared to turn a deaf ear to his words...
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Wang Xian paused for a moment, and the sound of pindrops could be heard in the hall, and then he slightly raised his voice and said: "In my humble opinion, the top priority is to immediately welcome His Highness the Crown Prince back to Beijing to take charge of the overall situation. We will wait until His Highness the Crown Prince returns to Beijing."
He looked at the livid Zhu Zhanji with fixed eyes and said coldly: "What do you think, Your Highness?"
The ministers held their breath and looked at His Highness Taisun who was breathing rapidly. They were all human beings. How could they not recognize that just now, Taisun was abruptly interrupted by Wang Xian! But they didn’t know that His Highness Taisun insisted on keeping his words.
Even if I say it, I still bow to Wang Xian...
"Marquis Le'an..." Zhu Zhanji clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves. Veins were pulsing on his forehead. His eyes were cold and unfamiliar. He gritted his teeth and said Wang Xian's title. Wang Xian still talked to him with an indifferent expression.
Looking at each other, the next moment, Zhu Zhanji was defeated, his eyes drifted to other places, and he couldn't hear his own voice clearly: "What he said makes sense..."
"Your Highness and the Marquis are right!" A minister immediately echoed loudly: "Emperor Daxing suddenly fell ill. It is unlikely that there will be any posthumous edict. He has been ill for nearly half a year. Zhao Ni completely cut off the emperor and his ministers, and did not allow them to meet the emperor!"
Zhao Ying, Eunuch Yang, Eunuch Huang and others are all his minions. Even if there is a posthumous edict, it is difficult to tell whether it is a forgery or not!" After a pause, he said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was first the Crown Prince, then the Crown Prince, twenty years before and after.
In Yu Nian, I have long been the crown prince recognized by our ancestors of the Ming Dynasty and all the people of the country! What's more, His Highness the Crown Prince is the legitimate son of the Daxing Emperor and must return to the capital to preside over the funeral! Therefore, both emotionally and logically, we must invite His Highness the Crown Prince to return to the capital as soon as possible.
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"It makes sense!" All the ministers agreed in unison. His Highness the Crown Prince is extremely merciful. If he comes back to take charge of the overall situation, he will definitely forgive everyone's short-term mistakes. Thinking of this, everyone agreed and invited the Crown Prince to return to the capital immediately!
Looking at the various noises in the main hall, the originally noisy sounds gradually merged into one, and there was no other noise. His Highness Taisun's face became more and more ugly. He never expected that all the officials only had the prince in their hearts, not him.
Grandson!
Fortunately, Emperor Daxing's face was not dazzling no matter how ugly his face was before his death.
"In this case, I would like to ask His Highness the Grand Sun to write a letter immediately to respectfully invite His Highness the Crown Prince to return to the capital!" As the Minister of Rites, Jin Chun petitioned Zhu Zhanji on behalf of the ministers.
"..." Zhu Zhanji knew that the trend was inevitable, so he could only say in a daze: "Okay..."
"One more thing..." Jian Yi said again.
"What else?!" Zhu Zhanji's eyes were blazing with rage, as if he wanted to burn Jian Yi.
The old Jian Yi was still a little confused. He didn't know why His Highness Taisun was so angry. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Those officials detained in the imperial prison should be released immediately." Then he sighed and said: "There are so many people in that place.
If you stay here for one day, a few more people will die..."
"What the Heavenly Official said is absolutely true!" Upon hearing this, all the officials agreed in unison: "Your Highness is compassionate, please release those officials who have been wrongly accused as soon as possible!"
"This..." Zhu Zhanji composed himself, thought for a moment and said: "Officials who were imprisoned before Emperor Daxing fell into coma can be released immediately." After a pause, he said without any doubt: "Officials who were imprisoned before Emperor Daxing fell into coma cannot be released.
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"Why?" Jian Yi asked in confusion.
"Jian Shangshu, are you old and confused?!" Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth and said: "You are going to release the criminals who were imprisoned before the emperor's body is cold. What does this mean? Where do you want to put the Daxing Emperor?!
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"Yes..." Jian Yi's heart thumped, but he didn't expect this level.
"Okay, don't hang around here!" Zhu Zhanji looked at those officials now, feeling bored in his heart. He waved his sleeves and said, "Let's hold a public sacrifice another day, and you can come again to mourn!"
"Yes..." The floor tiles were so hard and the weather was so hot. Who among the officials wanted to kneel on the ground and howl? Hearing this, he retreated as if he had been granted amnesty.