Chapter 472 The ruler, the minister, the father and the son
Pang Ying came with a fierce momentum, but was calmed down by Zhang Huan. This cannot be said to be unreliable. On the contrary, it shows that this person has a high level of intelligence. He knows that something cannot be done, so he decisively stops and changes his mind. As for what will happen
As for the consequences, we will wait until we return to Beijing.
And he followed Zhang Hu's advice, not only took the initiative to apologize to Wang Xian and repair the relationship with him, but also joined their team to have fun in Xiaojiangnan... Three imperial envoys went whoring together. How big will this be in future generations?
The love scandal? Even in the Ming Dynasty, it was extremely disgraceful. Don't forget that this was the period of national mourning for the Jin vassal. But the so-called "four irons" in later generations, didn't one of them just go whoring together? This
It’s really a shortcut to get closer and build a relationship.
Just as the three imperial envoys were lying drunk in Xiaojiangnan, Wang Xian's eight hundred-mile rush arrived in the capital. Before that, his secret report about the case was sent to the Prince's Mansion...
It was also snowing in Jiangnan at this time, but unlike the raging blizzards in the north, the snow in Jinling was a layer of fine powder-like white rain, falling silently on Purple Mountain, Xuanwu Lake, and the majestic Forbidden City, blurring the lines of the scenery.
It also blurred people's vision, turning the landscape of the capital into a magnificent ink painting... It was sunset, and a hint of red and yellow was added to the west, giving the painting a somewhat distant artistic conception and a touch of warmth.
Next to the Forbidden City in the snow is the Prince's East Palace. The East Palace has three gates facing south, just like the palace gates of the Forbidden City. The middle gate is closed all year round, but the side gates on both sides must be opened during the day to admit the purple air from the southeast; day and night.
Eight forbidden soldiers guarded the palace to maintain the majesty of the royal family. However, in September, after the emperor issued an edict to rebuke the prince and ordered him to study behind closed doors, the side doors on both sides were also closed. Only when there is an emergency, a side door will be opened.
, and closed it tightly. It was like this in broad daylight. There was a thick layer of snow in front of the door, but there was not a single footprint...
As a prince, this is equivalent to being imprisoned within a high wall. People outside the palace wall seem to the Ming Dynasty’s crown prince to be only one step away from being deposed...Those who support the prince outside the palace see
The situation inevitably gave rise to feelings of grievance, sadness, and discouragement. I don’t know how many tears I secretly shed for the kindhearted Crown Prince. However, in this deep palace, the closest people around the Crown Prince knew that their Highness the Crown Prince did not
give up efforts
A rush of footsteps broke the loneliness of the East Palace. The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji ran excitedly along the corridor, striding all the way to the outside of the prince's study. He excitedly said to Zhu Gaochi who was sitting in the rocking chair reading: "Father, the king
A letter from Xian”
Zhu Gaochi was originally reading "Zhuangzi" with a wandering expression. Hearing this, he immediately sat up and said, "What's going on?"
"The case was solved and my father's grievances were cleared." There were tears in Zhu Zhanji's eyes.
"Come and take a look." Zhu Gaochi's fat face trembled, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly. Zhu Zhanji hurriedly stepped forward and handed Wang Xian's letter to his father. Zhu Gaochi took it and held his breath every word.
Look at the words carefully.
The letter was very short, and many things could not be said, so Wang Xian just stated the final result. The prince finished reading it quickly, and looked at each other with excitement in his eyes.
"Today is the twenty-seventh, and the letter was sent on the twenty-fourth. We couldn't use the Ministry of War's verification, and it was delivered in three days. It's really hard for Wang Xian." Zhu Gaochi swept away the haze of many days and praised Wang Xian loudly: "
He was able to turn the monolithic Shanxi upside down in such a short period of time. He was truly the savior sent to my father and son from heaven.
"Yeah." The setbacks in the past six months have made Zhu Zhanji much older. He has not shown a child-like smile for a long time, but today he rubbed his hands in excitement and said: "When I sent him to Shanxi alone, my father was worried about him dealing with it.
He can't stand up to those tigers and wolves, but his son firmly believes that he is Zhao Zilong. Now look at it, my son has indeed seen the right person."
"Haha, the younger generation is scary."
It’s no wonder that the distinguished father and son were so happy. Thinking back to when they sent Wang Xian to Shanxi, they had no one available and couldn’t even provide him with the necessary support. Wang Xian really went to Longtan alone... He
A person has to face the collusive officialdom of Shanxi, the generals of Datong who are all in the same spirit, and the enigmatic King of Jin who covers the sky with one hand. It is like a worm shaking a big tree, and there is no hope at all.
The father and son can only comfort themselves with the miracles Wang Xian once created, hoping that he can create miracles again. But people with a little common sense also know that the reason why a miracle is a miracle is because it is unique and cannot be copied.
If it happens again and again, it is not called a miracle.
So this time Wang Xian once again completed the impossible task. Both father and son no longer regarded it as a miracle, but regarded it as Wang Xian's ability. There are always great people in this world who are unparalleled in the eyes of others.
They can easily solve the problem of ascending to heaven. There is no other reason but Gao Ming.
The father and son were excited for a while, and then gradually calmed down. Zhu Zhanji said with some regret: "It's a pity that even Wang Xian can't knock Zhu Jiyan down with one stroke..." He sighed and said: "The other way around.
Borrow his strength."
Zhu Gaochi showed an appreciative look and said: "This just shows that Zhongde has grown up. The vanguard who rushed and fought hard at the beginning is now starting to use his brain."
Zhu Zhanji still had a look of pity on his face and said: "A major case of raising the bandits' self-respect and a major case of embezzling military rations. With these two major cases, Zhu Jiyan can't get away at all. He can also put the two people behind him
Also put it off. If you miss this time, I wonder if there will be such a good opportunity in the future."
"Of course, you will be killed if you do any injustice." Zhu Gaochi said slowly but firmly: "Now that your second uncle and his party feel that they have a chance to win, they are acting more and more arrogantly. There are many opportunities to deal with them. The key is that we have to survive.
"After a pause, he looked out the window and said: "And it's just like painting. It doesn't mean that you fill the entire drawing paper, just this painting. Real masters will use white space."
"Leave blank?" Zhu Zhanji said softly. During this period, the father and son depended on each other, and there was no one around them who could be discussed, so they often had conversations like this, which actually improved their relationship a lot.
"Yes, leave it blank. No painting here is better than painting, and silence here is better than sound." Zhu Gaochi said slowly: "There are some things that we won't talk about, but your grandpa will think about it. For example, in such a big case, King Jin really
Don’t you know anything about it? The White Lotus thieves just robbed the army rations, so why do they need to block the rations route again? This matter is so unbelievable that it’s impossible for your grandpa not to think about it.”
"Then it's even more important to talk about everything." Zhu Zhanji was standing and talking without pain in his back. He couldn't understand how frightened Wang Xian was in Shanxi, walking on thin ice. That was the result of risking his life.
"Then the case will be big, and there must be many heads. And we have to ask, who would do this, who is doing this? Is there any behind-the-scenes instructions? There are still a lot of variables hidden in it. It's so treacherous.
Before things are settled, if you strike later, you will control others, and if you strike first, you are likely to be controlled by others." Zhu Gaochi said slowly.
Zhu Zhanji was so smart that he naturally understood what his father meant, "To put it bluntly, if we get to the bottom of it, King Jin will definitely fight hard, and the people behind him will also fight hard. Now in this situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, we really fight hard."
But if they really try their best, they might even lose what they have achieved and lose everything. It’s better to just leave the bag behind and try to do other things again, right?”
"Yes." Zhu Gaochi showed a teachable expression and nodded: "That's right, it's not that we won't do some things, it's just that we have to ignite them before the time comes, and then throw them out when the time is right, so that we can get twice the result with half the effort."
He said with a smile: "So Zhongde has matured and is very good at making choices. It is very gratifying and very gratifying."
"Hehe," after all, he was the one who introduced him. Zhu Zhanji smiled proudly and said, "My son is also very happy."
The father and son agreed with Wang Xian's handling method and paid attention to the situation they would face next. Zhu Zhanji said: "Tomorrow morning at the latest, the files on the Shanxi military ration case will be sent to the palace."
"Yeah." When he mentioned the palace, the relaxed look on Zhu Gaochi's face disappeared. As the unloved eldest son and the prince, he had endured too much pressure from his father in his life, and it had already put a lot of pressure on him.
It caused deep psychological trauma.
"The emperor may have summoned my father to the palace." Zhu Zhanji said with unbearable excitement: "My son will ask someone to take out his father's court clothes and iron them later, so as not to be in a hurry when he needs to wear them."
"Your grandpa will not summon me easily..." Zhu Gaochi said bitterly: "The symbolism is too obvious, and it will make your grandpa passive."
"Could it be that even though he knew his father was wronged and refused to vindicate his father, he would let the emperor take the initiative?" Even Zhu Di's most beloved grandson, after more than half a year of suffering, still has a lot of respect for his emperor.
There are criticisms, after all, if grandpa kisses again, father is closer...
"Don't have this kind of attitude, even in private." Zhu Gaochi became stern and said with a sigh: "Don't forget what your foundation is."
"Yes..." Zhu Zhanji immediately lost his temper and said, "It's Grandpa Huang's favor."
"Yes, your grandpa Huang's feelings for you are true." Zhu Gaochi said softly to his son: "Grandpa Huang is a little cold to you now, but it's just because he was involved as a father. You and I are one father and son, there is nothing we can do about it.
But the more times this happens, the more you must honor your grandpa the more. Loving him from the inside out is the only thing you have to do."
"Yes..." Zhu Zhanji lowered his head and thought to himself, "What's the difference between me and a joker?" But he also knew that what his father said was right, so he changed the subject and said, "Father, how do you think Grandpa Huang will deal with this matter?"
case?"
"The power of the sky is as powerful as the mountains, and the Sacred Heart is unpredictable," Zhu Gaochi said, but he was not interested in guessing: "We will know tomorrow how your grandpa will deal with it." He said with a smile to his son: "However, you should be in good hands.