Hearing the emperor's cold snort, Yang Rong hurriedly knelt down. "I don't dare, I just think that if you listen to both sides, you will be enlightened, and if you listen to one side, you will be dark. Please give me the emperor's advice."
Zhu Di snorted again, "If you listen to both, you will be enlightened, and if you listen to one side, you will be dark. But these two views are very different. Who do you want me to listen to?"
"This is what I am worried about," Yang Rong said: "Everyone speaks from his own standpoint, and it is inevitable that he will be biased, which will affect the emperor's judgment."
"What do you think?" Zhu Di said with a gloomy and unpredictable expression.
"As I just said, this matter has already happened. Making a decision one day earlier and one day later will not have any impact. The emperor should send an imperial envoy to conduct an in-depth investigation of the causes and consequences of this matter, and then make a holy judgment."
Yang Rong said firmly.
Zhu Di's slender and gloomy eyes looked at Yang Rong eagerly and said: "This is what you are saying.
"Yes." Under the emperor's gaze of slaying demons, Yang Rong became more determined and honest.
The king and his ministers looked at each other for a moment, Zhu Di closed his eyes and said calmly: "Then let's do it."
"Your Majesty." Yang Rong said that he was not afraid that it was a lie. He was even ready to go to jail. At this moment, he really felt like he had escaped from death.
Naturally, Zhu Zhanji was also relieved. He didn't want to just regain the favor of Grandpa Huang, only to be back to a worse state than before in the blink of an eye.
"Then I'm going to bother Yang Aiqing with this imperial envoy's errand." Only he himself could explain clearly what Zhu Di was thinking, but he would not tell anyone, including his grandson. He paused and then said, "I don't bother with anything."
Second Master, as well as the imperial edict that King Zhao asked you to write before, you should also pass it along."
"..." Yang Rong listened to the emperor's previous words and was secretly glad in his heart. It seems that the emperor still loves and protects the prince after all. If he sends himself as this imperial envoy, even if he will not be partial to the prince, he will definitely be impartial.
It was enough to say it. However, when he heard the last sentence, his heart thumped again, and he asked bravely: "I would like to ask Your Majesty, regarding the last imperial edict, should I just pass it on or..."
"You must supervise the execution." Zhu Di smiled coldly and said, "If the errand is not done well, you don't have to come back to see me.
"..." Yang Rong was stunned as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head.
"Why, are you in a dilemma? Actually, there is no need for it." Zhu Di said with a half-smile but not a smile: "The ban on gold and silver is the family law of my ancestors in the Ming Dynasty. I just asked the prince to reiterate it in the capital. I was a little worried before.
He couldn't even suppress the capital, but I heard that he, Xue Juzheng, and Wang Xian wiped out all the demons and demons in and around the capital. It was really satisfying, and he used the prestige of victory to implement the ban on gold and silver.
God-given opportunity”
"This" Yang Rong saw that the emperor was such a rogue and knew that everything he said was in vain. He could only lower his head and accept the order and said: "I accept the order."
"Okay, just pack up and set off," Zhu Di nodded and said, "We must get to the capital as soon as possible and implement the gold and silver ban as soon as possible." After speaking, the emperor sighed and revealed some real thoughts: "The badness of the banknote method has already been
It is unsightly. It is urgent to turn the tide. I chose to settle in the capital, not to embarrass the prince, let alone you, but to have high hopes for you, do you understand?"
"I understand." Yang Rong choked and said. What else could he say with such a black-faced emperor? He could only obediently be driven east to west.
"Okay, please step back." Zhu Di turned around and flicked his sleeves, looked at Zhu Zhanji again and said, "You have come a long way, are you exhausted along the way? Go take a bath first, and then have a good sleep. Let's get up. Let’s talk again.”
"Yes," Zhu Zhanji stood up and followed Yang Rong out of the emperor's palace.
Yang Rong walked out of the Qianqing Palace with a heavy face and even heavier steps. The scorching sun dazzled him. It took him a while to calm down. Just as he was about to return to the Wenhua Palace to explain the errands at hand, he heard someone behind him calling: "Yang Master, please stay." Almost all cabinet bachelors have given lessons to Zhu Zhanji, so it is absolutely right to call him master.
"Your Highness Taisun." Yang Rong stopped, turned around and bowed: "I wonder if your Highness has any advice?"
"I don't take advice seriously. Thank you, Master Yang, for protecting my father and son." Zhu Zhanji cupped his fists and said.
"Your Highness is ridiculous. If the memorial from His Highness the Prince arrives first, I will suppress it." Yang Rong said lightly: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
"Master, stay here." Zhu Zhanji also knew that Yang Rong had the most cautious character, and this was outside the emperor's palace, so he stopped talking nonsense and asked directly: "Master Yang, what is the ban on gold and silver? Why do you need to reiterate this in the capital again?"
When Yang Rong talked about this kind of thing with Zhu Zhanji, he would naturally not violate any taboos, so he regained his footing and sighed: "Your Highness does not know something..." After that, he told the Taisun the cause and effect of the emperor's decree. .
When Zhu Zhanji heard this, his heart felt cold, and he said after a while: "Grandpa Huang, isn't this making things difficult for my father? It's already commonplace for ordinary people to use gold and silver without using money. If you force them to do this, you will cause trouble." .”
"Hey," Yang Rong sighed and said, "The emperor's arbitrariness will lead to mountains of swords and seas of fire. The ministers can only bite the bullet and go up."
"Thank you, Master." Zhu Zhanji shuddered even more when he thought about the chaos in the capital, because he suddenly understood why Grandpa Huang didn't know about the chaos in the capital before he reported it. Originally, even if Yang Rong suppressed , his brother-in-law would also report to the emperor. But Zhu Gaosui surprisingly remained silent. This was obviously not a sudden defection of King Zhao, but a deeper intention...
Now it seems that King Zhao's intention is very obvious, that is, he does not want the prince to be a blessing in disguise and escape this fatal job because he is punished. Yes, this job will kill the prince, because the prince's greatest reliance is the people. and the support of officials. Unlike Emperor Yongle, who was equated with rebellious ministers and traitors in the eyes of the people, Prince Zhu Gaoxu was well-known among the people. They all said that he was a good and benevolent prince. They hoped that he would ascend to power in the future and that the people could breathe a sigh of relief.
Don't look down on the support of the common people. It seems useless, but it is the real support of the people. It is said that water can carry a boat. The common people support the prince, and even the emperor cannot easily touch him. As for the support of civil servants, what is its use? It is even more obvious. It can be said that without the support of civil servants, the prince would not be able to persist to this day... But if the prince implements the ban on gold and silver in the capital, it is certainly impossible to put up a few notices and end it. That will anger the emperor, and it will definitely not happen. He has good fruit to eat.
But if it is strictly enforced, it will inevitably lead to large-scale arrests, even house searches, and whistle-blowing, which will turn the already chaotic capital into a complete mess. Needless to say, this will offend the common people, and even the civil servants will be offended. Disappointed with the prince...
The reason why the civil servants supported the prince sincerely and unapologetically was because the prince fit their image of a benevolent and righteous king. The so-called benevolence and righteousness must first love and care for the people. Not only should they not do things that harm the people, but they must also serve the people when necessary.
Please give me orders. This is obviously a random act, and you should stand firm on behalf of the people.
It doesn’t matter who in the Ming Dynasty can withstand Zhu Di’s pressure...
The more Zhu Zhanji thought about it, the more confused he became. When he came to his senses, he found that Yang Rong had disappeared. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and secretly shouted in his heart: "One wave is not over, another wave is rising, Grandpa Huang."
Do you have to give up if the capital is completely in chaos?
Under the scorching sun, the back hall of Prince Zhao's Mansion was still cool, but it was not as quiet as yesterday. Instead, the sound of drums sounded one after another. The drums sounded one after another, not beating people's eardrums, but one after another.
It's touching people's hearts.
Then there was the sound of the flute without any trace of fireworks. The sound of the flute was quiet and quiet, as if it was coming from the sky. The sound of the drum and the flute were combined so seamlessly that all the palace people inside and outside the hall were drunk and obsessed with it.
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Immediately afterwards, there was the soft-spoken singing voice of a Kun Ling Wu Nong:
"My face is peach-shaped, my waist is timid, my eyebrows are knitted with worry. It's not because I'm hurting the spring, but because I sleep behind closed doors. I'm afraid of looking at the bees wandering outside the window, and the catkins flying in front of the eaves, thinking that the Qingming Festival has just passed..."
"Let's stop singing here first." King Zhao's voice sounded from the palace, interrupting Kun Ling's singing.
Zhu Gaosui was wearing a lavender silk robe, leaning lazily on the couch, and said to Wei Wuque, who was next to him in white clothes and long hair, "How are you doing?"
"This is the aria from "Huan Sha Ji". It's not like the original Jinling tune, but has some Northern Opera aria added in." Wei Wuque is also an expert. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "It must be the prince's idea, right?"
"Haha, not bad." Zhu Gaosui smiled and said, "What do you think of the effect?"
"It's wonderful." Wei Wuque praised: "The accent becomes more graceful and graceful, giving people a feeling of being reborn."
Wei Wuque's praise almost made Zhu Gaosui's bones brittle, and he smiled happily: "When I was listening to the Southern Songs for a while, I always felt that something was wrong, but I didn't know where the problem was. Later, I carefully studied the Northern Songs and the Southern Songs.
After listening to many kinds of tunes, I finally found that the original singing tunes were flat and simple, lacking ups and downs, so I wanted to bring together the best of all kinds of tunes from all over the world to improve Nanqu..." He sighed and said: "It just has to be repeated one note after another.
Grinding, easier said than done? It took me more than half a year to grind out these six sentences."
"Everything is difficult at the beginning, it will be easier once the prince comes back." Wei Wuque said.
"How I wish you could help Gu do this together," Zhu Gaosui said with regret, "If I had your help, Gu's speed would be greatly improved."
"I have a weak will." Wei Wuque smiled bitterly and said: "To have a way, you can never leave your hands with your fists and never leave your mouth when singing. In the past few years, I have never left my hands with my fists. The music has been neglected, that is, I can still listen to it..."
"Hey." Zhu Gaosui said distressedly, "It's hard for you too. You've been running around here and there for me all these years, and you've only been here a few days, and you're heading south in a hurry again." He waved his hand, and Leban and Kunling gathered together.
They all bowed and bowed, then quietly retreated.
"What, is there any news from the palace?" Wei Wuque suppressed his excitement and asked.
"Yeah." Zhu Gaosui sighed and said: "Zhu Zhanji came the day before yesterday, and a boy asked for mercy in front of my father. My eldest brother really passed the test..." He said with a proud smile: "But my father didn't completely expose it either.
Instead, Yang Rong was asked to return to Beijing as an imperial envoy to investigate the case and supervise the ban on gold and silver. Obviously, if the latter task is completed, the former will no longer pursue it. Otherwise, the new and old accounts will be settled together, which is enough for me.