"Although the memorial does not specifically mention who it is, it all points to King Zhao." Zhang Fu said with a wry smile: "It is said that there are a few things that people must not do. One of them is to speak ill of his son to his father."
"Based on the clues we have so far, it can only be like this." After hearing what the British Duke said, Wang Xian only smiled and said: "But please have a clear conscience and leave room for the emperor."
"You have two meanings." Zhang Fu said with a smile.
"Actually, it means something," Wang Xianye said with a smile, "It's just that you are doing your duty as a minister."
"It makes sense." Zhang Fu nodded and said with a smile: "I finally understand why the emperor still reuses you even though you are the one promoted by the grandson."
"Actually, the emperor and grandson are one and the same," Wang Xian said calmly: "The emperor loves his grandson so much, how can he have a grudge against him?"
Zhang Fu was shocked when he heard this. He could tell that there was something in Wang Xian's words...Wang Xian meant that they only saw the emperor's bad treatment of the prince, but forgot the emperor's kindness to the grandson. Could it be that the emperor would treat the prince badly?
Is it possible to see the grandson separately? This truth is so simple and irrefutable that Zhang Fu had to secretly reflect on his position...
After that, the two of them were speechless, and before they knew it, the rooster sang and the whole world was in vain. Wang Xian finally hurriedly sorted out the materials presented to the emperor and handed them to Zhang Fu.
"It's done, you can rest, I'm going into the palace." Zhang Fu put the memorial away, nodded to Wang Xian, and left the Zhenfusi Yamen.
"I will see you off." Wang Xian smiled and sent Zhang Fu to the door. Suddenly Erhei came up to him and whispered a few words to him. Wang Xian nodded. After the man left, he said to Zhang Fu: "The palace gate is closed today.
Open, His Highness King Zhao is waiting outside Beiyuan."
"Oh?" Zhang Fu was stunned and said, "Why is he so anxious to face the saint?"
"We arrested so many people yesterday, King Zhao will not know about it." Wang Xian said lightly: "I guess they were frightened by the horses and mules." He said with a smile: "If King Zhao can confess to the emperor, Mr.
Wouldn’t it save you the trouble of saying bad things about your son to your father?”
"Haha, I hope so." Zhang Fu laughed. At this time, the servant brought the horse. He bowed his hand to Wang Xian and beat the horse away.
Beiyuan, Yitian Palace, Emperor Yongle saw Queen Zhao early in the morning, and he kept a gloomy face. He slapped a few eunuchs for no reason, and frightened all the eunuchs and maids out of their wits. Until one eunuch reported that Zhang Fu was here.
The emperor's expression relaxed a lot and he asked people to prepare breakfast quickly. The eunuchs and maids finally breathed a sigh of relief and started working in an orderly manner.
When Zhang Fu came to the palace, Zhu Di greeted him and said, "Wen Bi is coming at this time. He must not have had breakfast yet. Come on, come on, have a meal with me."
Zhang Fu had actually used it with Wang Xian, but he didn't dare to dampen the emperor's interest, so he respectfully smiled and said: "Then the humble minister will enjoy the blessing."
"I don't have dragon liver and phoenix marrow for you to eat." Zhu Di waved his hand and said: "They are all home-cooked breakfasts. Now we can't eat anything we want? We just like this familiar old taste."
"Your Majesty is absolutely right." Zhang Fu thanked him and sat down on Xia Shou Jin Dun. There were more than a dozen kinds of breakfast on the table, such as small nests, donkey rolls, bean juice, enema, fried liver, and sesame tofu.
...The food here is very different from that in Jinling, but Zhang Fu feels very close to it because it is what he often ate in Beijing when he was a child.
The emperor took his chopsticks, pointed at the breakfast dishes one after another, and said, "Take a taste of it and see if you can taste whose craftsmanship it is."
Zhang Fu had no choice but to pick up a piece of fried liver, taste it carefully, then put down his chopsticks and said, "Is it the craftsmanship of Lu Dahai, the chef in the emperor's dormitory?"
"Hahaha, people say that the British man is very smart, but you guessed it wrong this time." Zhu Di twisted his beard and laughed when he heard this: "Old man Lu is over sixty this year and can no longer shake a spoon. I gave him a spoon last year."
His title as Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple made him retire, and now his son takes over. This is his son's craft."
"It's so real. No wonder Master Lu is relieved to let him take over. It's a good story for two generations of father and son to serve the emperor." Zhang Fu saw that the emperor was in a good mood, and murmured in his heart. Just before he came in, Huang quietly said to him,
The emperor is in a bad mood, please be careful. Although the emperor is moody, he won't become moody so quickly, right?
"Don't put down your chopsticks. My great-grandson went to Shanxi. It's rare to have someone to eat with me. You can eat whatever you like. If you are restrained, I won't be able to eat well." Zhu Di said enthusiastically, picking up the food himself.
A rice bowl for breakfast.
It was not the first time for Zhang Fu to have dinner with the emperor, but it was impossible to eat with all his courage. He sat bowed respectfully, moving his chopsticks carefully while thinking quickly... He knew that the emperor
My daily habit, for so many years, I have always eaten at midnight, and then started my busy day. Although it is early, it is already midnight. How can the emperor eat just before dinner?
Or was there any reason why the emperor couldn't eat before? Zhang Fu naturally thought of what Wang Xian said before leaving... King Zhao entered the palace
It seemed that King Zhao had already confessed something to the emperor. After Zhang Fu secretly figured it out, he calmed down and had breakfast with the emperor. Unexpectedly, after just two bites, the emperor was already about to rinse his mouth. When Zhang Fu saw it,
In this situation, Zhu Di quickly stood up to thank him, but Zhu Di stopped him with a smile and said: "I have been guilty of my old habit these days. I don't eat much. You are different. Your body and bones are fine. It's not good for martial arts practitioners to eat such a small amount."
Then he stood up and said: "This table of food is prepared for you. You can't waste it. Use it slowly. I'll read the memorial first. Come and talk to me when you're full."
Zhang Fu had no choice but to thank him, and after the emperor left, he sat down and ate a few more mouthfuls. In fact, he was not hungry at all, but who in the Ming Dynasty dared to offend the emperor's kindness? He had to stuff himself if he couldn't eat. Zhang Fu knew full well that the emperor
This was selling him well. Youdao was a cannibal with a short mouth, and he used the royal meal specially prepared by the emperor. He also understood what he should say when he played the right game later.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fu admired Wang Xianlai even more. He was a good man, but he had a clear conscience and left room for the emperor. It was thanks to him that he could sit with peace of mind now, otherwise he would be holding a burning coal in his arms.
How can I still sit still while reading the memorial?
Although Zhu Di asked him to eat slowly, how could Zhang Fu dare to keep the emperor waiting for a long time? He moved his chopsticks a little more, then rinsed his mouth, got up and went inside to thank him.
Zhu Di was reading the memorial there, obviously a little absent-minded. When he saw him coming in, he immediately asked someone to sit down and asked him if he had eaten.
Zhang Fu was moved and said: "I am so virtuous. I ask the emperor to undress me and give me food. I really don't know how to repay the emperor."
"Wen Bi is serious. You are my minister. In my eyes, you are much more important than those incompetent sons." Zhu Di mentioned his incompetent sons, obviously unable to suppress his anger.
, snorted heavily: "Do you know who came just now?"
"I don't know." Zhang Fu naturally would not show that he was well-informed in front of the emperor.
"That treacherous son of Zhu Gaosui." Zhu Di's fake smile finally disappeared, and he said with hatred: "He came to confess to me that he had committed a crime of disobedience to his ancestors."
Zhang Fu knew better now, and he couldn't put on a confused look, which would make him obviously pretending, so he could only say softly: "King Zhao has always been benevolent and filial. Even if he does something wrong, there is a reason for it, right?"
"You still speak for him?" Zhu Di said angrily, but obviously following Zhang Fu's wishes: "Do you know what he did?"
"I don't know yet." Zhang Fu said softly.
How else to put it, speaking is an art? The word 'huan' hinted to Zhu Di the progress of the case. Sometimes being a courtier is like this. You can neither disobey the emperor's wishes nor appear too incompetent.
,The proper grasp here is the so-called 'Way of serving the king.' Thinking of Wang Xian's ability to grasp things so well at such a young age, Zhang Fu couldn't help but curse, could this little guy be the reincarnation of some old monster?
Not to mention, although the British public guessed incorrectly, it was not far off.
"Oh, let me tell you the truth." Zhu Di said with a look of embarrassment: "The ginkgo tree in front of Xiaoling Hall was secretly soaked to death by this traitor."
"Ah" Zhang Fu immediately showed appropriate surprise and said: "Why?"
"Why?" Zhu Di said with a complicated expression: "You should know that the idea of this rebellious son is very ridiculous. A few days ago, some officials looked down on the reunion of our father and son, and they insisted on forcing the King of Han to grant vassal status, right?"
"I know..." Zhang Fu was secretly shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that the emperor would have such a disgusting attitude towards the Han Dynasty King's request for vassal status. However, it was normal to think about it, because after the vassal king became the vassal queen, he would not be able to return to the capital.
This is the ancestral system established by Emperor Taizu. Therefore, once father, son, and brothers are separated, they will never see each other again in this life. And it is for this reason that the ministers insisted on asking the King of Han to join the vassal state. As long as the King of Han confederated the vassal state, they would never see each other again.
Don't expect to see the emperor. Then the crown prince's position will be secure, and there will be no disputes over the throne in the Ming Dynasty.
But Zhu Di could be cruel to his brothers and nephews, but when it was his son's turn, he was absolutely reluctant to let go.
The emperor is fifty-five years old this year. In this era, he is an out-and-out old man. When people get old, they care about family ties, let alone his two favorite sons. When he thinks that he will never see him again if he is cruel,
Without these two sons, it would be very difficult for him to let go of him. Thinking of this, the prince would be able to sit back and relax. As he gets older day by day, he may not take his father seriously.
Thinking of his indifference to the prince in the past ten years or so, Zhu Di could not help but have doubts, and he did not want to let his two sons go to the vassal. However, Zhu Di could not refute those ministers, because after all, they were for the safety of the Ming Dynasty and for the safety of the country.
The vassal kings in the world were speechless and just squatted in their vassal kingdoms. Therefore, although the emperor wanted to reprimand the ministers for their unethical principles, he really couldn't say it out loud.
At this time, the Gongsun tree in front of Xiaoling Hall died, and the King of Han was assassinated again. Although the emperor was furious, he had to admit that this made the emperor become more proactive...