"Your Highness, don't be impulsive." Just as Zhu Zhanji was about to leave work, Wang Xian suddenly said quietly.
"..." When Zhu Zhanji heard this, he stood still and said in a cold voice without squinting: "What I regret most is that I didn't act impulsively at that time. Now that I finally have a chance to do it again, I must give it a go!"
Wang Xian sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's useless to give it a try..." As he said that, he opened his palms to Zhu Zhanji.
Zhu Zhanji took a closer look and was immediately stunned. In Wang Xian's palm, there was an exquisite golden token. It was the one he gave to Xue Huan to contact the palace guards! The token fell.
It’s self-evident what it means to be in Wang Xian’s hands!
"Didn't Your Highness notice that all the guards who came to court this morning were strangers?" Wang Xian said softly.
Zhu Zhanji had been distracted when he went to court and didn't pay attention to this. Once Wang Xian mentioned it, he suddenly became alert and quickly looked around. Sure enough, he found that the guards standing in front of Fengtian Gate and above the morning court were all the ones he had never seen before.
Face! Normally speaking, this is absolutely impossible, because most of the imperial guards come from the East Palace. Although Zhu Zhanji cannot say that he can name them all, he can at least recognize them, and he will never be like this.
Not a single face was recognized.
When Wang Xian suddenly appeared in the palace and went to court with the emperor, the truth was revealed - the backhand he arranged was discovered by Wang Xian and destroyed in advance. All the guards at the court were replaced by Wang Xian
people!
Thinking about it again, Wang Xian was able to hide from everyone's eyes and complete the purge of the guards. Obviously, he could not have just returned to Beijing! He must have been back for a while, hiding in the dark like a ghost, spying on their plans.
Eating away their victory!
How could such an insidious guy only launch counterattacks in the palace and turn a blind eye to everything in the imperial city?
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Xian with a pale face, and couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice: "Do you know what happened outside the palace gate?"
"What do you think?" Wang Xian said with a very hateful smile: "Anyway, I guess nothing happened!"
A large amount of sweat appeared on Zhu Zhanji's forehead...
Seeing that His Highness Taisun was still reluctant to come out, the mood of the nobles began to change from excitement to anxiety, and buzzing sounds were heard everywhere. The censor on duty had to stop him and said: "Quiet!"
"Your Highness, why are you hesitating?" The British prince on the other side couldn't help but shouted in a low voice.
"Your Highness, one misstep will lead to eternal hatred." Wang Xian's demonic voice followed closely like a maggot in the tarsal bones. "How do you say this? When the fake is true, the truth is also false, inaction.
Wherever there is something there is still nothingness.”
The steps that Zhu Zhan was originally encouraged to take by the British Duke seemed to have taken root in the ground and could not be lifted up. At this moment, he was extremely conflicted. Two thoughts were fighting to the death. How could he separate them at the moment?
Determine the outcome?
One idea is to reveal the imperial edict and fight to the death! The other idea is to not be impulsive, at least the situation in front of you can be dealt with. If you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood!
By revealing the imperial edict, you can at least occupy the rightful position and fight to the death with the opponent! But now, the emperor and Wang Xian have most likely frustrated the military arrangements of the British Duke, and really pushed them into a hurry. The first one to be unlucky must be themselves.
Honorable and noble. After all, in the end, all competitions will depend on the outcome at the military level!
Although it is unlikely that the emperor will kill himself, he will not be able to escape if he is deposed as a commoner and imprisoned for life.
Once he is imprisoned, not only will he no longer have hope for the throne, but his life and death will also be in the hands of others. This is a fate that His Highness the Grand Sun dares not bear.
Even if the imperial edict comes out in broad daylight and the emperor is forced to die under pressure, what does it have to do with him as a prisoner? It is nothing more than making a wedding dress for that idiot Zhu Zhanquan.
But if you really shrink back like this, although you can keep yourself safe for a while, the nobles will definitely be settled by the Queen. When the military power in the hands of the nobles is completely deprived, I am afraid that it will be the day when the father makes Zhu Zhanquan the prince. As for the
I am afraid that my predecessor, His Highness the Great Grandson, has long been forgotten by the world...
Between a quick and painful death or a slow and useless death, what choice do you want His Highness to make?!
The civil and military ministers stared at Zhu Zhanji breathlessly, but did not see him move for a long time, almost suffocating the ministers to death.
Even Emperor Hong Xi, who had been silent all this time, finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and asked in a deep voice: "Zhu Zhanji, is there any posthumous edict?!"
The ministers once again turned their attention from the emperor to Zhu Zhanji. He couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, could he?
"Your Highness, don't back down, answer the emperor loudly and bring out the imperial edict!" Zhang Fu tried to dispel Zhu Zhanji's cowardice. The British Duke had put everything on himself and all his nobles, and he had no way out.
"Don't listen to him. You are still innocent now. If you take this step, you will be guilty of a serious crime." Wang Xian said lightly: "Your Highness, what is there to hesitate about?"
"Shut up!" Zhu Zhanji was so dizzy with the noise from the two guys on the left and right that he couldn't help but roar in a low voice.
"What did you say?!" Zhu Gaochi suddenly changed his color and shouted angrily: "How dare you tell me to shut up?!"
"My father has misunderstood. How dare I say disrespectful words to my father? I am talking about the people around me..." Zhu Zhanji hurriedly explained.
"Humph!" Zhu Gaochi's face turned pale and he asked coldly: "You haven't answered me yet. Do you have any posthumous edict?"
"Reporting to my father..." Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Zhanji's Adam's apple trembled, his face turned extremely gray, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he could only hear his slow and trembling voice: "My son, I have never
I heard that there is a posthumous edict..."
"What?!" When the nobles heard this, they burst into laughter. Their faces were full of shock and anger, as if they had been betrayed in the most shameless way. They couldn't help but shout: "Your Highness! What nonsense are you talking about?! You can't.
You should be a coward!"
"Quiet! Silence!" The censor on duty shouted loudly. At this time, Zhang Fu also calmed down. Knowing that the deal was done, he hurriedly signaled the nobles to stop making noise, and the court became quiet.
Zhu Zhanji kept his eyes tightly closed and his mouth pursed, looking like he had aged ten years all of a sudden.
"Then why are there rumors that the late emperor had a posthumous edict for you?" The emperor then continued to question.
"There is no edict at all," Zhu Zhanji slowly shook his head.
"So, Duke Ding and others are spreading rumors?" Zhu Gaochi pressed.
"..." Zhu Zhanji nodded with difficulty and inconspicuously.
"Speak! Are you mute?!" Zhu Gaochi slapped the table and shouted angrily.
"Yes, it's a rumor..." Zhu Zhanji said softly.
"I wonder if this is a rumor?!" Zhu Gaochi stared at Zhu Zhanji. Such a ferocious image was very unfamiliar to Zhu Zhanji, and it actually made him a little scared.
"It's a rumor..." Zhu Zhanji replied weakly.
"Why are they spreading rumors? Are they dissatisfied with me, or are they being secretly manipulated?!" Emperor Hongxi asked with all his heart.
"Your Majesty!" Xu Jingchang was also frightened and hurriedly defended loudly: "I just heard the rumors and want to ask His Majesty the Grand Sun to clarify! It's just to rectify the situation and stabilize the country! It's definitely not dissatisfaction with the Emperor!"
"Fart!" Zhu Gaochi roared with a livid face: "How old are you, can't you do things with your head? Even if you hear rumors and have doubts, shouldn't you tell me in private first? Put my father and son in such an embarrassing situation, you
It’s really a crime worthy of death!”
"The guilty minister is at fault, please punish me!" Xu Jingchang was filled with regret. He jumped out to serve as Zhu Zhanji's pawn, but His Highness Taisun acted like a coward. How could he be so miserable that he had been tricked?
Hearing that the emperor wanted to settle the matter, Xu Jingchang hurriedly kowtowed and admitted his mistake, hoping to escape unscathed.
"Of course I will punish you severely! You, the dog who is trying to instigate harmony between my father and son, harbor evil intentions and attempt to overthrow my country! You are deceiving the emperor! You are treasonous!" Zhu Gaochi spoke so harshly that Xu Jingchang was driven out of his mind. The emperor was going to
His rhythm is to kill everyone!
The nobles were also frightened, and rushed to the rescue, urging the emperor, "Since I am loyal to Duke Ding, please spare him just once!" Duke Ding's father was a great contributor to the death of Sheji!
It's the emperor's uncle again. He doesn't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. Your Majesty, please forgive him this time!'
Seeing that Zhu Gaochi had reached this point, and these nobles were still in the mood to say good things for others, Emperor Hongxi was furious! How lawless were these nobles? I really thought that the laws of the Ming Dynasty could not cure it.
They? My dog-headed guillotine cannot kill them?!
"I haven't settled the accounts with you yet!" Emperor Hongxi slapped the case hard and roared: "The good things you have done are enough for me to kill you eight times! Are you still in the mood to worry about others? Worry about yourselves!"
The Fengtianmen gate originally had the function of amplifying sound, but when the emperor was angry, he unconsciously used his inner strength, and the sound was like rolling thunder, which made the eardrums of civil and military officials buzz!
The Ouchi guards also slammed the pumpkins and halberds in their hands on the ground, making a frightening roar.
The arrogance of all the nobles was immediately suffocated, and no one dared to hit the muzzle anymore.
"Here comes someone!" Zhu Gaochi pointed at Xu Jingchang and said sternly: "Catch this guy and interrogate him carefully to see what conspiracy he has! Does he have any accomplices?"
"Yes!" The Han general responded loudly, stepped forward to hold Xu Jingchang, and dragged him out backwards!
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me! I have been wronged!" Only then did Xu Jingchang realize that he was afraid, and he begged for mercy heartbreakingly.
"Retreat!" Zhu Gaochi didn't want to hear another word, stood up decisively, and walked away!
Wang Xianze stepped forward quickly and supported the emperor. Before leaving, he threw a sentence to Zhu Zhanji: "Your Highness will definitely be happy in the future. This is the most correct decision in your life."
Zhu Zhanji wanted to retort, but his mouth was full of bitterness, his throat seemed to be filled with firewood, and he couldn't say a word!
After the emperor left, the courtiers stood up from the ground. The nobles stared at Zhu Zhanji angrily and asked: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"