The eighty-sixth chapter of the plan to stimulate the grandson
"Then...who should I talk to?" everyone asked in unison.
"This is the difficult part," Wang Xian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This person must have a transcendent status and have enough weight in the emperor's heart. Originally, my monk master was the most suitable, but he is no longer here..."
"What about Master Xu?" Shuai Hui asked stupidly.
"Shut up!" Before he could finish his words, he attracted reproachful looks from everyone. Shuai Hui shrank his neck and said, "Pretend I didn't say it, pretend I didn't say it..."
"It seems," Yan Qing said softly, "only the grandson is barely suitable."
"No wonder you went to seek help from your grandson," Shuai Hui suddenly realized. After speaking, he sighed and said, "But that black guy seems to have made up his mind not to wade into this muddy water."
"Yes," Wang Xian nodded: "My grandson has scruples. On the one hand, he is too close to me, which does not meet the first clause. Furthermore, he does not want to offend Zhao Ying."
"This is simple," Erhei said with a smile, "Just sow discord! I'm sure he will hate Zhao Ying to death!".
In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Zhanji supported Zhu Di for a walk. The weather has been wet and cold these days, and Zhu Di's rheumatism has not improved. Today it is finally sunny. Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty, like an ordinary old man, went out to bask in the sun with the support of his grandson. The sun is up.
"What a misfortune!" Zhu Di groaned and said, "I am living in Jiangnan like a year, and I am counting on my fingers when I can return to Beijing."
"It will be colder this year, about the same," Zhu Zhanji thought for a moment and said softly, "The canal will be thawed by the end of February."
"I can't wait any longer." When Zhu Di heard that there were still nearly two months left, he felt irritated and said in a deep voice, "I have issued an order to let the officials in Shandong and Hebei recruit civilians to dig out the canal!"
"This..." Zhu Zhanji said in his heart, fearing that the people would scold him again, but seeing Zhu Di's gloomy face, he would not touch a tiger's butt, so he changed his words: "It's also an idea."
"Well," Zhu Di nodded and said with a sigh of relief: "Open the canal as soon as possible, and we will go back to Beijing as soon as possible."
"My grandson wants to go too?" Zhu Zhanji was slightly surprised.
"Why," Zhu Di glanced at him and said, "You don't want to go?"
"How is that possible?" Zhu Zhanji smiled unnaturally and said, "How can my grandson be willing to leave Grandpa Huang?">
"Hahaha!" Zhu Di laughed loudly, glanced at Zhu Zhanji and said, "I think you can't bear to part with that girl named Yin Ling, right?!"
"Ah!" Zhu Zhanji was shocked and ashamed when he heard this, and stammered: "Grandpa Huang knows about her?"
"Not only do I know about her, I also know that you chase after people for nothing," Zhu Di laughed at Zhu Zhanji: "I heard that once, in order to surprise her, you went to build a snowman in someone's yard in the middle of the night. It’s hard for you, where does the snow come from in Nanjing?”
"Hehe..." Zhu Zhanji said sarcastically: "Where is the snow? My grandson used cotton wool, but when the wind blew, hey..."
"Hahaha!" Zhu Di laughed loudly, half joking and half serious: "Useless thing, my Zhu Di's grandson, it is her blessing to choose any woman she likes, just a will is enough, how can she be so coquettish?"
"That's what grandpa said." Zhu Zhanji laughed dryly, and the expression on his face became more and more unnatural...
To protect Zhu Di's face, Zhu Zhanji still had to pretend to be his good grandson, but as soon as he left the palace, his face dropped.
"Sir, let's go back?" Chen Wu didn't know what happened to his great-grandson, so he forced himself to come over.
"Get out of here!" Zhu Zhanji glared at him angrily, and walked straight away without getting on the carriage.
Chen Wu and the guards hurriedly followed him until they saw His Highness Taisun entering the Jinyiwei Yamen, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
In the custody room, Wang Xian was talking to some brothers. When he heard that His Highness the Grand Sun had arrived, he had to put aside the matters at hand and go out to greet Zhu Zhanji.
"What's going on? Who messed with you?" Seeing Zhu Zhanji's expression as if he had been cheated out of eight hundred yuan, Wang Xian asked with a smile: "Come to my place to report the crime?"
"I really want to report the crime, but it's not that someone defrauded me of my money," Zhu Zhanji said with a dark face, "it was someone who defrauded me of my trust and snitched on my grandpa!"
"What's going on?" Wang Xian motioned his grandson to sit down and spoke slowly, and Zhu Zhanji told Wang Xian the conversation at Grandpa Huang's place.
"Haha..." Wang Xian couldn't help but laugh and said nonchalantly: "What should I take it for? It's just a few common things, why is it so serious?"
"This is not a trivial matter!" Zhu Zhanji said with a dark face: "It's okay for Grandpa Huang to know about my date with Yin Ling. After all, people in the capital are very discerning, so maybe it got to his ears.
Already."
Wang Xian nodded and listened to Zhu Zhanji continue.
"But, except for the people close to me, how could outsiders know that I built a snowman for Silver Bell?!" Zhu Zhanji said with an increasingly gloomy expression: "These people must have revealed it! If one day I
If you say something inappropriate, it will definitely reach Grandpa Huang’s ears!”
"Oh, it's true." Wang Xian also became serious, nodded and said: "It's really uncomfortable to have the feeling of a spy around me." Then he looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Then why are you here?
Go back and investigate thoroughly!"
"I can't check!" Zhu Zhanji rubbed his face angrily and sighed, "How else can I hold back my anger like this?"
"Why can't we check?" Wang Xian looked puzzled.
"I'll check it out when I go back. The spy will definitely report it to my grandpa." Zhu Zhanji said with a depressed look: "My grandpa will definitely ask, what does this kid mean? Is there really something shameful that you want to hide from me?"
He suddenly said: "That's what you call having a mouth and can't explain clearly!"
"Well." Wang Xian nodded and said, "That's indeed what happened. So what should we do?"
"Check it for me privately, don't alert the enemy." Zhu Zhanji whispered to Wang Xiandao: "With Jin Yiwei's ability, this is not difficult to do, right?"
"Is it difficult or not?" Wang Xian was a little confused: "But I made a rule as soon as I took office. Jin Yiwei will not interfere with matters in the East Palace."
"I asked you to investigate!" Zhu Zhanji said flatly: "Besides, you only investigate the people around me, and it has nothing to do with my father."
"Then..." Wang Xian's face hurt, he nodded and said, "Okay."
"I'll give you three days!" Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "I'm going to find Yin Ling."
"I owed you something in my previous life..." Wang Xian rolled his eyes.
"Okay, I owe you a favor." Zhu Zhanji chuckled and walked away shamelessly.
Looking at his back, the one-eyed Erhei standing behind Wang Xian smiled strangely and whispered: "What would happen if the grandson knew that we betrayed him!"
"So your mouth should be tighter." Wang Xian said lightly.
"How do you know, sir? He will definitely ask you to investigate?" Erhei has never quite understood this point. Their plan is very simple, which is to let people deliberately leak Taisun's information to the people in the East Factory. The East Factory is now
In a state of exhaustion, hunger and thirst, he will definitely report it to Emperor Yongle as if he has found a treasure.
"Because," Wang Xian said in a low voice without a smile on his face, "His Royal Highness the Grand Sun and his grandfather are becoming more and more similar..."
"Are you suspicious?" Erhei looked at Wang Xian.
Wang Xian nodded slowly and said softly: "More than...".
The efficiency of the Jin Yiwei team cannot be overemphasized. Within three days, Wang Xian found Taisun and told him that he had found out.
"What's going on?" Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth, looking like he wanted to eat alive the two or five boys around him.
"Who is it? If you tell me, I will chop him alive?!" Zhu Zhanji roared.
"There are people from Dongchang around you." Wang Xian said calmly: "To be precise, there is Zhao Ying's apprentice. Now that the master has become the admiral of Dongchang, the apprentice will naturally have to do the same thing."
"Uh..." When he heard the names of Dongchang and Zhao Ying, Zhu Zhanji felt like a goose being strangled by the neck. He was so full of anger that he didn't even ask who the spy was. He just sighed dejectedly.
Said: "Why are they even spying on me..."
"The power of Dongchang is so great that no one can control it. Why don't you want to do it?" Wang Xian said calmly: "If this continues for decades, it will be possible to spy on the emperor, let alone the grandson."
"..." Wang Xian said the same thing many times, but only this time it came to the heart of His Highness Taisun. In Zhu Zhanji's view, as the second heir to the throne, if he wants to become the emperor, he has to be in a few years.
Ten years later. Those Dongchang guys dare to spy on themselves now. If there are no restrictions, it is not impossible for a Ming Dynasty version of the Manna Incident to happen again in a few decades.
"I know that you are worried about Zhao Ying," Wang Xian said coldly: "The reason is simply that he can say bad things about you in the emperor's ears, and the emperor is likely to believe it."
Zhu Zhanji nodded and listened to Wang Xian's words: "But what did you get in exchange for showing your kindness? He placed spies beside you! He will spy on you without mercy! If you still tolerate it, I will..." After a pause
He paused and said, "Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"..." Zhu Zhanji said nothing with a gloomy face.
"If it were me, I would make a big fuss with him. I am the emperor's grandson, the crown prince's son, and the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty. I'm still afraid of an old dog!" Wang Xian continued to spare no effort in instigating him. At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but feel.
He muttered, if Zhao Ying is an old dog, then who am I? A young dog? In short, I can’t think about it carefully.
"You don't know how scary he is," Zhu Zhanji sighed: "Even my second uncle doesn't dare to offend him!"
"That's because he's afraid that the old eunuch will help your father and say bad things about him!" Wang Xian said solemnly: "Now that the King of Han is gone, and King Zhao is also under suspicion, his old eunuch is just saying bad things about you, and you
What’s there to be afraid of?”.
When Wang Xian left Zhu Zhanji's place, Erhei came up to him and asked in a low voice: "How's it going? Is it done?"
"Absolutely." Wang Xian sighed softly. It was always too much to sow discord. He could only stop there. As for the effect, he could only wait for the follow-up...
Two days later, Erhei came to report that the grandson had locked himself in the house for two days. As soon as he went out, he asked someone to prepare a car and go to the palace to see the emperor. Wang Xian laughed when he heard this and said, "It's done."