"Your Majesty! You must not tolerate it any longer this time, or you will be doomed if you retreat!" Yang Shiqi shouted sternly, and coupled with his ferocious face full of injuries, it was very shocking!
"Yes, Your Majesty, if you continue to indulge those nobles this time, the imperial court will loose its rules and regulations, and the emperor's prestige will be gone! If things go on like this, the country will not be a country!" Yang Rong also changed from his usual elegant and calm demeanor, and shouted hoarsely.
roared. It was obvious that Jin Youzi's death had greatly stimulated him.
Zhu Gaochi looked at Yang Pu and Huang Huai again and asked in a hissing voice: "What do you have to say?"
"Report to your Majesty," Yang Pu and Huang Huai looked at each other, and the former said in a deep voice: "The nobles have no regard for the emperor, and they murder the imperial officials. Of course they must be severely punished!" After a pause, Yang Pu changed the topic.
: "However, now is not the time to take action!"
"Yes, I see it this way too." Huang Huai agreed: "Wanshou Mountain is far away from the capital, and most of the troops guarding the mausoleum are subordinates of nobles, and there are still unknown how many troops are lurking in Changping. We must not act rashly, everything will wait.
Let’s make long-term plans after returning to Beijing!”
Zhu Gaochi nodded incomprehensibly. If he hadn't been afraid of the military power in the hands of the nobles, earlier today, when the nobles were crying and besieging the palace, he would have ordered the arrests! How could the subsequent tragedy have happened?
Now, if nobles dare to kill civil servants without restraint, they are either completely crazy or they are emboldened. The possibility of the former is really slim...
An emperor who has not yet established a firm foothold would not dare to go head-to-head with the fearless nobles, because the person who can afford to lose the most in the world is the emperor...
Unlike Yang Rong, Yang Shiqi was not disturbed by Jin Youzi's death. He still maintained a rare calmness. Seeing that Zhu Gaochi was afraid and could not attack the nobles immediately, Yang Shiqi changed his words and said: "It is really not safe to do it now.
But the emperor must make up his mind to completely defeat those nobles!"
Hearing Yang Shiqi's relaxed tone, Zhu Gaochi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said seriously: "They have seriously crossed my bottom line, and I will never forgive them. It's just that the nobles have military power in their hands, so they must plan for it slowly and not act too hastily.
It’s not a good idea…”
"Your Majesty is wise." Yang Shiqi and the others bowed in agreement. Although Yang Rong was reluctant, he did not talk nonsense.
Now that the bachelors all agreed to Xu Xu's plan, the topic naturally turned to how to deal with the aftermath. Other things can be said that the coffin of Emperor Daxing is still on the Shinto Road in Changling without moving at all! The coffin will not be lifted for a day
, sent to the underground palace for burial, Zhu Gaochi couldn't leave this ghost place for a day!
When he thought of more than two hundred Jinyi guards using their incredible strength to lift the coffin even if the rope was broken, Emperor Hong Xi's head felt as if it was about to split. I have to admit that that weird scene caused great psychological pressure on the emperor.
, so that his sacred heart, which had been honed for many years and could not be moved by all the winds, actually gave birth to hesitation, fear, and various cowardly emotions...
"What happened to Emperor Daxing's coffin?" A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhu Gaochi felt a chill on his back. "Why can't it be lifted up?"
"Your Majesty! You are silent and have strange powers and chaos!" Yang Shiqi, with an awe-inspiring look on his face, replied in a deep voice: "The fact that Emperor Daxing's Zi Palace is motionless is definitely not a manifestation of the late emperor's spirit or too much resentment! It's the nobles who are causing trouble! The purpose is
It is to create pressure on the emperor and create excuses for crying in the mausoleum!" This point of view was raised in Changling, but no one paid attention to it, and it was lost in the noise in a blink of an eye.
"Oh, how did they cause trouble?" Zhu Gaochi's face looked a little better and he stared at Yang Shiqi and asked.
"Although Emperor Daxing's Zi Palace has always been escorted by Jinyi Guards, the shrine on which Zi Palace is placed was built by the mausoleum guarding army. They can definitely use some tricks to let Emperor Daxing's Zi Palace be taken away as soon as it is placed there.
No less." Yang Shiqi said very confidently: "When I was living in the Jianghu, I saw similar tricks in the countryside. It was an act of rogues to blackmail the family members of the deceased. What happened today is actually the same."
"This is possible," Yang Rong also agreed: "When he was in the capital, the coffin of Emperor Daxing was parked in Xiyuan. Xiyuan was also guarded by the army of nobles. They could completely carry out renovations at the bottom of Zi Palace. Yes.
The immortal body of Emperor Daxing is in the coffin, and no one will check the bottom of the coffin. In this way, when the coffin is carried to Changling, placed on the altar, and the upper and lower mechanisms snap together, it will naturally become a piece of iron."
Although Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi were just guessing, it still made Zhu Gaochi feel relieved. The emperor thought about it and said slowly: "Is it appropriate to try to check Emperor Daxing's Zi Palace?"
Zhu Zhanji stood quietly aside. When he heard the emperor's words, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm afraid not." Huang Huai shook his head and said: "The nobles gathered around the late emperor's coffin. They said they wanted to keep vigil for the late emperor, but in fact they wanted to prevent anyone from approaching the Zi Palace of Emperor Daxing!"
"Huh! You have a guilty conscience!" Zhu Zhanquan sneered, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him, so he had to shut his mouth boringly.
"It seems that they won't let anyone have a chance to check." Zhu Gaochi rubbed his temples sadly and groaned in a low voice: "You can't use force..."
The bachelors were also at a loss. Even if Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi screamed fiercely in front of the emperor, they did not dare to run to face those nobles who were like wolves and tigers.
"Father," Zhu Zhanji spoke at this time, "How about I go try it and see if it can have some effect?"
"You..." Zhu Gaochi turned his attention to Zhu Zhanji. This son was once so brilliant that even his own father was covered up by him. Now that father and son are kings and ministers, he seems to be too careful with him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Gaochi's eyes softened a little, and he nodded and said: "That's good, you have always been on good terms with them, maybe they can give you some face."
"I obey the order." Zhu Zhanji respectfully accepted the order and stepped out.
"Father, I will go with my eldest brother." Zhu Zhanqi's voice sounded from behind Zhu Zhanji.
Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly, then heard Zhu Gaochi reprimand him in a deep voice: "Don't cause trouble..."
Zhu Zhanji's brows stretched, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
On Changling Square, a huge awning was erected to protect the coffin of Emperor Daxing and the nobles keeping vigil from the wind and snow.
Under the awning, there are brass charcoal pots, and the fine silver wire charcoal in the charcoal pots is burning brightly. An iron frame is supported on the charcoal pots, and on the iron frame are lamb legs threaded with iron drills, which are roasted by the charcoal fire.
Oil sizzled, and oil droplets fell on the charcoal fire, sparking blue flames.
The nobles, wearing expensive fur cloaks, gathered around the charcoal basin, talking loudly, drinking wine and eating meat. It didn't look like they were keeping a vigil for the late emperor. It was just a gathering of bandits.
The forced uterus and murder during the day let them vent their pent-up resentment. At this time, everyone was in high spirits and worried about the future. They were not allowed to talk loudly, drink alcohol and eat meat.
So although Zhang Fu couldn't stand it, he didn't stop him. He just kept to himself, holding a bowl of porridge, and sat quietly beside Zhu Di's coffin, paying no attention to anyone and saying nothing.
When others saw that he was in a bad mood, they did not dare to step forward to trouble him. However, from time to time, everyone would look back at him. Everyone knew clearly that the British prince was their backbone.
"Brother, let's drink something to warm yourself up." Zhang Shi put the jug into Zhang Fu's hand.
Zhang Fu didn't answer and whispered: "I can't control others, but I can't break the rules myself."
"Brother, we have broken the biggest rule in the world today, why do we still care so much?" Zhang Xi curled his lips and said with a broken face. This is also the common mentality of nobles. At this time, let alone killing people
They can set a fire or raise a flag to rebel.
"I don't think so. Brother Wei thinks that everything he has always done is to maintain the rules." Zhang Fu shook his head resolutely and said in a deep voice: "The late emperor was as kind as a mountain to my Zhang family. I can't watch the emperor treat him like a mountain."
Everything is ruined..."
"Well said!" A Qingyue voice sounded, and Zhu Zhanji appeared in front of Zhang Fu, giving a thumbs up and saying: "My father-in-law, these words are too conscientious. It's so obvious!"
"Your Highness!" The nobles were so drunk that they didn't notice Zhu Zhanji appearing among them. When they saw the British prince standing up to greet him, they hurriedly supported him to get up. They were all very drunk.
"Don't get up, keep drinking your drink." With a kind smile on his face, Zhu Zhanji pushed Wang Tong back to his original position and laughed loudly: "I don't represent anyone, I only represent myself to see everyone.
Thank you for venting your anger on my grandpa Huang!"
"Hahahaha!" The nobles thought that Zhu Zhanji would tell them some great truths about how they had no king and no father. Who would have thought that he would actually say such pleasing words!
Suddenly I felt that His Highness the Grandson was so wonderful, a hundred times better than his father!
"So, Your Highness thinks we fought well and cried wonderfully?" Wang Tong asked drunkenly.
"Of course it was a good fight! Of course it was a good cry!" Zhu Zhanji said without hesitation: "Those guys are so hateful. With the support of my father, I don't know how much they have! They actually want to hack my emperor.
Grandpa, summoning the soul of Emperor Jianwen is really a crime that cannot be punished!" He waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Father, I will fight hard. If you keep up your efforts, you must maintain the dignity and reputation of Emperor Daxing!"
"Yes! Yes!" The nobles howled at the top of their lungs as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They raised their wine bowls and shouted loudly: "Your Highness!"
Zhu Zhanji also picked up a bowl of wine and drank with them.
The only one who didn't drink was the British father. Seeing Zhu Zhanji drinking from his bowl, he frowned.
But when Zhu Zhanji walked towards him, Zhang Fu's brows naturally relaxed, and he bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness."