"Just say Gu is sick and can't get out of bed, so let him go back." Zhu Zhanji ordered coldly.
"Ah?" Chen Wu had imagined many times what His Highness would look like when he finally came out of his shell. But he never expected that he would have no expression...
"Do you want me to say it again?" Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly. Chen Wu was so excited that he hurried out and stopped Eunuch Liu who had already arrived at the door.
"What? Your Highness is sick? Can't get up from bed?" How can Eunuch Liu believe it? If Zhu Zhanji was really sick, how could the previous eunuch be so happy that he would run in with smoke coming from his buttocks to report the news?
Chen Wu also knew that no one believed this, so he could only stop Eunuch Liu and said: "You'd better please come back. Our Highness is really sick..."
"Eunuch Chen, tell your highness that now is not the time to vent your anger!" The so-called prophet of spring water warmth, Eunuch Liu is the steward of the Qianqing Palace, how could he not know that Zhu Zhanji is already in the spotlight? Therefore, he did not send an imperial envoy He put on his airs and said with a look of concern for His Highness: "Let me meet with Your Highness, our family has something big to report!"
"If you have something to tell me, it's really not convenient for His Highness to see outsiders." Chen Wugang was tricked by the young eunuch. How could he let the big eunuch contact His Highness again without him?
"The Emperor has an edict, and our family must tell it in person!" After working as a eunuch all his life, who doesn't know someone's little bit?
"It's really inconvenient for Your Highness..." Chen Wu has a character like using chicken feathers as a command arrow, not to mention that he is actually holding a command arrow in his hand at this moment. "If you have anything to do with your father-in-law, you'd better tell me, and we'll tell your Highness the same thing. "
The two of them stood at the door for a long time. After all, Eunuch Liu, who was playing away from home, took a step back, lowered his head and sighed: "Okay, the emperor is seriously ill, and His Highness Xuan has entered the palace... Now we can let our family in..." As he said that, he raised his head but Chen Wu was nowhere to be seen.
Eunuch Liu was so surprised that he seemed to see the most dazzling star in the future eunuch world rising.
Chen Wu ran back in a hurry and reported the situation to Ming Taisun. Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhanji remained unmoved: "I am already ill, how can I just say yes?" After saying this, His Highness Taisun ignored him. Chen Wu focused all his attention on the painting, trying to see if there was any way to remedy the ink spot.
Chen Wu felt bored, so he had to go back and tell Eunuch Liu that His Highness still refused to see him... Eunuch Liu had no choice but to return to the palace to resume his life.
In the palace, the emperor and the bachelor were silent, and there was no sound in the dormitory except for the ticking of water.
After an unknown amount of time, there were slight footsteps in the hall, and the emperor slowly opened his eyes and said, "Is he here?"
"Report to the Emperor," the eunuch who was sent to summon Zhu Zhanji quickly replied in a low voice: "His Royal Highness Taisun is very ill and cannot get up."
Yang Shiqi and others' pupils shrank when they heard this, and Zhu Gaochi's face showed even more anger, and he snorted: "I gave birth to a good son. I am about to die, and he doesn't even want to see me..."
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Yang Rong hurriedly said to Zhu Zhanji: "His Royal Highness Taisun is indeed very ill, and he has had to stop teaching these days." He was really worried that the emperor would ask, what did Zhu Zhanji get? What kind of disease is it? There is no confession, so where can he go to answer it?
Fortunately, the emperor had no intention of asking any more questions. Zhu Gaochi's face turned pale and his breathing became more and more rapid. He said with a hint of annoyance in his tone: "I know how to cure his disease. Let's draw up a decree... …”
"Yes!" All the bachelors were present, and pens and papers were always available in the palace. In a blink of an eye, the eunuchs took care of everything. Yang Rong leaned over the case, picked up his pen and waited for the emperor to speak.
"I made Zhu Zhanji the crown prince, and I will supervise state affairs while I am seriously ill." Zhu Gaochi's voice was broken, and it was very difficult to say. I don't know if it was because of the illness in his body or the illness in his heart?
At this time, all the bachelors were mentally prepared, but they all looked calm, and no one made a fuss.
I saw Yang Rong's pen flying like flying, and in a blink of an eye, he polished the emperor's dry sentence into an imperial edict with brilliant literary talent.
Then Zhang Cheng immediately used the seal for the emperor. Eunuch Liu was about to go to deliver the order again, but the emperor said feebly: "Tell him, if his illness is not cured, I will ask his brother to do it for him."
In Taisun's Mansion, after hearing Chen Wu's narration of what Eunuch Liu had said, Zhu Zhanji's expression became ferocious, and he tore the scroll that he had managed to recover with his hands into two halves!
"Your Highness!" Chen Wu had not seen His Highness get so angry for several years. He was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground. "Calm down your anger..."
"It seems that Gu's practice has not reached home..." Zhu Zhanji looked at the scroll torn in half on the table, showing a hint of a smile and said: "It's already here, and the old immortal is still threatening me with Zhu Zhanquan!" said
He threw away the paintbrush on his hand and said coldly: "Let him come in!"
"Yes!" Chen Wu rushed out as if he had been granted amnesty. After a while, he came in with Eunuch Liu who came to announce the decree.
As soon as he entered the studio, Eunuch Liu saw His Highness Taisun, whom he had not seen for three years, standing in front of the hall with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back. He looked amazingly good, but he was still so dark. How could he look so sick that he couldn't get out of bed?
"I'm too lazy to tell the lies..." Eunuch Liu secretly sneered, but at this time, it was too late for him to curry favor, and he would never offend Zhu Zhanji. He hurriedly pretended that nothing had happened and announced the order to Zhu Zhanji.
Zhu Zhanji held Chen Wu's arm, slowly knelt on the ground, and said with a smile: "My son, Zhu Zhanji, respectfully wishes my father to be in peace."
Eunuch Liu said goodbye to the emperor, and then read out the decree to confer Zhu Zhanji as the prince and order him to supervise the country.
Zhu Zhanji had been leaning on the ground and waited for Eunuch Liu to finish reciting the decree before he straightened up. Eunuch Liu and others suddenly discovered that His Highness the Grand Sun... Oh no, it is finally His Highness the Crown Prince! There were actually two words hanging on his face.
Clear your tears!
"Your Highness, don't just worry about being sad, hurry up and follow the old slave into the palace, the emperor is impatient..." Eunuch Liu quickly advised.
Chen Wu knew, however, that Zhu Zhanji's tears were not shed for the emperor at all, but for himself. What he was crying about was something that should obviously be a matter of course, but had been delayed for four full years!
Four years, how many four years are there in life!
When Zhu Zhanji appeared in the dormitory, it was already midnight. Upon hearing the eunuch's announcement, the academicians all looked at the long-lost prince of the Ming Dynasty without hesitation!
I saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, wearing a crown of wings and a red gold robe of a dragon, slowly walking into the main entrance of the hall, as if he was not here to see his seriously ill father, but to inspect his own territory.
At this time, no one dared to accuse Zhu Zhanji of being disrespectful and could only let him act. After Zhu Zhanji had enough of his pretentiousness, he walked to the emperor's bed and knelt down. The look on his face was very strange, as if he was sad.
, but it seemed like a mockery. He said slowly: "I haven't seen you for three years, and my father has become so ill. My son and I failed to fulfill my filial piety at the bedside. I really deserve death!"
Although Zhu Zhanji was kneeling in front of the bed, he could still overlook the emperor from a high position, which made the seriously ill Emperor Hongxi feel particularly uncomfortable. Not to mention Zhu Zhanji's demeanor and his neither salty nor bland tone.
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Originally, Zhu Gaochi wanted to say something to ease the relationship between father and son, but he suddenly lost his mood and said blearily: "I can't die for a while, you have plenty of time to fulfill your filial piety." After saying that, he turned to several university students.
Shidao: "The prince will entrust you with the task from now on. All matters big and small will be dealt with through discussion by the monarch and his ministers. There is no need to report to me again."
"Your Majesty, I obey your decree!" Several academicians agreed in unison. They waited for half a night, just waiting for this sentence.
"Go down..." Zhu Gaochi seemed to have used up his last strength, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Your Majesty, have a good rest. I'll take my leave!" Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shiqi and others then left the hall.
At this time, the stars outside the palace were changing, and the east was already pale. Yang Shiqi stayed up all night, but he was full of energy and said: "If your highness can hold on, let's go to the cabinet to do errands!" Zhu Zhanji wants to supervise the country, and according to the rules, he will be there
Find a side hall in the palace to work, but you will definitely not have time to prepare.
"You are young and strong, how can you not be able to hold on?" Zhu Zhanji smiled and stretched his arms, looked at Yang Shiqi and said: "But the chief minister and all the cabinet elders, do you want to catch up on some sleep first?"
"The state affairs are important, we can still bear the burden." Yang Shiqi also smiled and looked at Zhu Zhanji, and the feeling of pride flowed in the words of the monarch and his ministers.
Arriving at the Cabinet Court, Yang Shiqi invited Zhu Zhanji into the chief assistant's duty room alone, closed the door, and saluted, saying: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your hardships are finally over!"
"It's just that all the hard work comes with joy. It's just that my father needs someone to do the dirty work." Zhu Zhanji sneered. Even so, he helped Yang Shiqi up with both hands and said emotionally: "If the chief minister hadn't stayed with us all these years and planned so hard,
How can I survive today? I will be rich and noble with you in the future!"
"Your Highness is wrong. I am Your Highness, not for my own selfishness, but for my ancestors, the country, and the people of the world!" Yang Shiqi said sternly: "As long as Your Highness can work diligently and love the people, cultivate literature and practice martial arts, I will be satisfied as a minister."
Got it!"
Although Zhu Zhanji still doesn't believe that there are such pure people, noble people, and people who are free from vulgar taste in the world. But who can't act? He was moved to tears, and he was so cute with Old Man Yang, if not
They have the same gender and a big age difference, so they can probably kiss together.
"Your Highness," after the exchange of feelings, Yang Shiqi went straight to the point and said: "The most important thing right now is to eliminate the negative consequences of this defeat so that the world will only know that there is a prince, not just Wang Xian."
Zhu Zhanji nodded and said to Yang Shiqi: "The chief assistant must have already made up his mind. It's all up to you."
"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness, but it is not appropriate to move down the list of punishments." Yang Shiqi told Zhu Zhanji one by one his countermeasures in a serious manner.
Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shiqi had been conspired for a long time and knew some things well, so they had no objection to Yang Shiqi's only scolding of the Duoyan people and almost no punishment.