In the Dongchang Assembly Hall, under the plaque reading "Ahead of Time", Wang Xian and Zhao Ying looked at each other and smiled.
"Let's get closer in the future." Zhao Ying tried to hold Wang Xian's hand affectionately, but Wang Xian avoided it without leaving a trace. How could he dare to let the old eunuch touch him? What if he was plotted?
"Why, you look down on our factory boss?" Behind the old eunuch, Chengze and Huaizu looked unhappy.
"What the hell," Wang Xian shook his head and said with a smile, "I heard that Eunuch Zhao is the number one master in the palace. If you give me a Bone Transformation Palm, my life will be in danger."
"Haha," seeing that Wang Xian had no sense of shame, the old eunuch could only laugh it off. "Uncle, you are too worried. How could our family hurt you? I just want to be close to you."
"Next time, next time." Wang Xian smiled, changed the subject and said, "By the way, how many manpower the East Factory needs, the factory manager only has to ask, and everyone in the Jinyiwei will obey his orders."
"Thank you uncle for your support." The old eunuch felt his teeth hurt at the mention of this, and he grunted, "This matter is not urgent. We will discuss it in detail after the New Year."
"That's fine." Wang Xian nodded with a smile and was about to say goodbye and leave. He also warmly told the old eunuch: "Don't be polite when employing people, just mention them."
"Thank you, thank you." The old eunuch sent Wang Xian away with a smile. When he turned around, he looked like he wanted to eat someone. He knew that Wang Xian was here to demonstrate with him.
From now on, Dongchang will never want to sit on Jin Yiwei's neck to shit or pee...
Chinese people take the New Year more seriously than the sky. No matter how many disturbances there are, they will gradually die out as the Spring Festival approaches. Especially after such an eventful autumn, everyone is tired and tired, and no one wants to have a peaceful New Year.
Let’s wait until after the New Year to talk about big things...
Wang Xian finally had a few days of free time, and he could spend time with his parents and entertain the children at home. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, there was no social interaction. He was holding his son in the yard to bask in the sun, when he saw Zhu Zhanji taking the
The wind comes in from outside.
"It's Chinese New Year," Wang Xian glanced at Taisun Bai angrily, "Can you calm down a little bit?"
"It won't stop!" Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "I'm telling you, the entire Ming Dynasty will not stop!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Xian handed his son to Yu Shek aside, frowning slightly and said, "What happened?"
"This morning, my father and I went to the palace to pay our respects. The emperor suddenly proposed to move the capital!" Zhu Zhanji said in a low voice, "This is going to be fun!"
"Isn't this normal?" Wang Xian glanced at Zhu Zhanji strangely: "None of the things the emperor has done in these years was not prepared for moving the capital." Zhu Di dredged the Grand Canal, built the city of Beijing, rebuilt the three main halls, and even went on an expedition.
The grassland and the expulsion of the Tatar Oara from Mobei were all efforts made to establish Beijing as the capital.
"It would be great if everyone thinks like you do," Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes and said angrily, "It's a pity that not many people in the capital think like you do."
Wang Xian nodded, this is natural. Before the founding of the Ming Dynasty, when it was still called the Kingdom of Wu, Jinling had been the capital. It has been more than a century now. The foundation of the Ming Dynasty is here, and the family fortunes of those noble princes, civil and military ministers are also here.
Here, the so-called hometown is hard to leave, let alone moving from the banks of the Qinhuai River with pink fireworks to the sandy and dusty Far North. These are only the most superficial inconveniences, and the deeper factors cannot be explained... Since the ancient dynasty
Even if the king and the scholar-bureaucrats share the world, even if the dynasty opens up academic institutions to recruit scholars and recruits officials from the common people, it cannot be exempted from the custom. Most of the civil servants and military generals are people from the south of the Yangtze River. They serve as officials in Jinling and are close to their hometown. Their energy and power are
The emperor was so big that he didn't dare to move lightly. But once he left his hometown and arrived in Beijing thousands of miles away, even if he was promoted to three levels, his power would not be as good as before.
Slaughtered by the emperor.
Throughout history, every relocation is a major reshuffle of power. The rise of a large number of new nobles will inevitably be accompanied by the decline of the original Xunjiu. As a vested interest group, it is rare for both officials and generals to stand on the same front this time.
Even though he knew that the emperor's will was decided, he still tried to prevent the relocation of the capital.
Not only Wang Xian, but everyone was well aware of this. It was only because of the emperor's power and the feeling that the emperor had not yet announced the relocation of the capital that the conflict did not break out.
But if this matter is really revealed, no one dares to say what the situation will be like...
"I thought this matter would have to be brought up again in two years," Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "I didn't know that after the New Year, the emperor would bring it to the table and ask my father to unite all the ministers to make a request.
Move the capital."
"What?" Wang Xian was stunned, then laughed and said: "Your Majesty is really creative, can His Highness the Crown Prince sit on the wax now?" For the emperor's behavior of asking others to ask for what he wants even though he clearly wants it, Wang Xian couldn't help but smile.
I really learned a lesson.
"You can still laugh," Zhu Zhanji glared at him angrily: "My father is almost worried to death! How can he say this!"
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded. The emperor made it clear that he was using the prince as a spearman and wanted him to chew this hard bone... Aren't you popular and have high prestige among the ministers? Just give me some objections.
Suppress your voices!
The two were worried about each other for a moment. Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji strangely: "Aren't you at odds with your father? Why are you worried about him?"
"One code equals another." Zhu Zhanji sighed and said, "He is really in trouble and why can't I help him?"
"Hey, how are you going to help?" Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji.
"Of course I helped him persuade the ministers to second the proposal." Zhu Zhanji said, pulling Wang Xian and saying: "Uncle, you have to help me." Without waiting for Wang Xian's agreement, he kept talking:
"Two things. One is that you talk to your gang of villagers and ask them to help. You are also responsible for Duke Cheng Guo, Marquis Yang Wu, and Zhang Shi."
"Hey, okay." Wang Xian knew he couldn't shirk it, and at the critical moment when he was competing with Dongchang for favor, he also hoped to give the emperor a good impression...
"Don't worry, this is one thing." Zhu Zhanji said with a smile: "The other thing is the big one."
"what's up?"
"You have to persuade my father to come here first." Zhu Zhanji said quietly: "If this thing can't be done, everything else will be in vain."
"Uh..." Wang Xian snorted and said, "What's the prince's attitude?"
"My father contradicted Grandpa Huang on the spot," Zhu Zhanji sighed, "If I hadn't held him back, Grandpa Huang would have hit someone."
"What about the end?" Wang Xian asked.
"In the end, my father didn't let go. I was the one who said he had agreed," Zhu Zhanji said with a grimace. "Then I pushed and shoved my father out with Li Yan."
"You agreed just because you said you agreed?" Wang Xian sighed, "I'm making a decision for your father again."
"I don't tell you what to do. Grandpa Huang can't beat him!" Zhu Zhanji suddenly became furious and jumped up and said, "I'm protecting him! Why should you blame me!"
As soon as Wang Xian saw it, he knew that the prince's reaction was as he expected. He shook his head and just thought that Zhu Zhanji was farting and let him vent until he had enough.
Zhu Zhanji roared for a while. Seeing that Wang Xian was indifferent, he quickly became discouraged. He sat slumped next to him and bumped his shoulder: "I said uncle, you have to help me. I'll beat you even if you're the emperor."
It’s a guaranteed ticket.”
"First, I am not your uncle." Wang Xian said angrily: "Second, your own father persuaded you to let me touch the wall during the Chinese New Year?"
"First, you will be my uncle-in-law soon," Zhu Zhanji put on his usual scoundrel face and smiled at Wang Xian: "Second, with my father, you are much more effective in speaking than me. Youdao is for brothers.
It’s a shame, you won’t help with this, right?” After a pause, he said with a tigerish face: “Last time you asked me to add sand to Dongchang, I even offended Zhao Ying because of you.
!”
"It's okay to tell you, but can I persuade the prince?" Wang Xian said helplessly: "Don't have too much hope."
"Wang Xian takes action, is there anything that can't be done?" Zhu Zhanji said with a smile: "It can definitely be done!"
"..." Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said nothing...
Since he agreed to Zhu Zhanji, Wang Xian had no choice but to take a trip to the East Palace and met Xu Miaojin. At this time, Tianxiang Temple had been repaired, and Xu Miaojin had moved back years ago. So Wang Xian did not expect that he would be here.
To meet her again...
The lady was wearing a lake-blue robe, with a white gauze draped over her shoulders. She looked even more fragrant and elegant. After not seeing each other for several months, her face was still as beautiful as ever, but she had obviously lost a lot of beauty. At first glance
Seeing Wang Xian, Xu Miaojin's eyes burst with infinite surprise, she clenched her slender hands and wanted to express her lovesickness.
Wang Xian was not like this, but unfortunately the Crown Princess was by his side. Seeing the strange expressions of these two people, Zhang hurriedly scolded Wang Xian and said, "You kid, you still don't kowtow to a real person."
"No way," Xu Miaojin came to his senses after hearing this and waved his hands hurriedly: "Master Wang has saved my life many times, I can't accept his great gift." What he was thinking about was that if he kowtowed to me, he would be caught in the future.
Chances are, I won’t beat someone’s butt to pieces. Thinking of this, Xu Zhenren couldn’t help but feel a fever in his ears, and his face turned red.
"The etiquette cannot be discarded, you are the elder!" Ms. Zhang insisted abnormally: "Wang Xian, why are you still standing there?"
"Hey, your Majesty, please accept my obeisance." Wang Xian had no choice but to show his posture towards Xu Miaojin, slowly making a gesture to kneel down.
"Don't, don't!" Xu Miaojin quickly stretched out her hand and held Wang Xian hard to prevent him from kneeling down. Wang Xian took the opportunity to touch her little hand hard and whispered: "Kneeling is your own wife, it's okay."
Half of Xu Miaojin's delicate body softened and she almost collapsed in his arms.
Mrs. Zhang sat there, her sight blocked by Xu Miaojin, and did not see Wang Xian's small movements. She only saw Xu Miaojin holding Wang Xian up regardless of whether men and women were intimate or not. She knew that she could not make him kneel down today, so she
He gave up and said: "That's all, I wanted to help you get a red envelope, but it seems there is no chance now."