At home, Zhu Zhanji was restlessly waiting for his return.
As soon as he saw Wang Xian, Zhu Zhanji jumped in front of him and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Has my father changed his mind?"
Wang Xian shook his head and began to grill his hands by the charcoal basin.
"You can't persuade him?" Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Xian in disbelief and said disappointedly: "As long as you want to persuade him, you can definitely do it!" He said with a depressed groan: "You must be perfunctory.
thing!"
"Actually," Wang Xian felt his hands getting warmer and his face flushed a little. Fang slowly said, "I was persuaded by your father."
"How is that possible?!" Zhu Zhanji jumped up, blew his beard and glared: "If you don't want to help, forget it. Stop fooling me with such words!"
"It's true." Wang Xian sighed and said softly: "Your father mentioned two points. First, the capital was moved to the border, which caused the border defense army to lose strategic depth and have too little room for maneuver. Moreover, Beijing must be heavily defended, resulting in a lack of troops in the northwest and northeast.
Emptyness will make the Ming Dynasty extremely passive!" After a pause, he said: "Furthermore, relying on water transportation to supply the north is already very difficult, and when Kyoto moves north, it becomes even more..."
"Okay!" Before Wang Xian finished speaking, Zhu Zhanji waved his hand roughly and said impatiently: "You can always find a reason to object!"
"I think what your father said makes sense." Wang Xian frowned slightly.
"Tell my grandpa the emperor if you have the ability!" Zhu Zhanji was furious and said angrily: "Do you think he dares to do that?!"
"I think you are brave." Wang Xian said calmly: "Don't always underestimate your father. He is a responsible prince."
"Then just wait and bear the wrath of thunder!" Zhu Zhanji gasped angrily: "No one can stop what Grandpa Huang wants to do!" After saying that, he saw that Wang Xian was still thinking.
Zaiyouzai was warming up the fire, and a wave of evil arose in his guts. He kicked the charcoal basin away, and the red charcoal flew out, burning through the carpet and burning holes in Wang Xian's robe.
Wang Xian, however, still stood there calmly, smiling and saying, "Be careful not to burn your feet."
"You!" Zhu Zhanji was furious and wanted to punch Wang Xian.
"Zhu Zhanji! What do you want to do?!" At this time, an angry shout rang out, and Silver Bell's eyebrows stood up at the sound, and he appeared at the door of the house.
Zhu Zhan was basically like a tiger. When he saw Yin Ling, he immediately lost his temper. He forced out an ugly smile and stammered: "No, it's nothing. We were just joking..."
"Then why don't you let my brother put the brazier on your head!" Yin Ling's eyes were spitting fire, and the little favor he had towards Zhu Zhanji was gone.
"Hey!" Zhu Zhanji knew that there was no explanation, so he had to leave. "I'll come back another day!"
"Don't come back again!" Yin Ling angrily shouted at Zhu Zhanji's back. Seeing that the carpet in the room had burned a big hole, she quickly picked up the broom and put it out. After a while, the room was tidied up.
Then he said to Wang Xian: "Brother, please change your robe quickly."
"It doesn't matter." Wang Xian shook his head and said with a smile: "You are quite powerful. I guess in the Ming Dynasty, apart from the emperor, you are the only one who can scare His Highness the Grand Sun."
"Brother..." Yin Ling blushed and said with a gloomy expression, "Are you really planning to let me marry him?"
"Hey..." Wang Xian also looked gloomy and sighed: "He is still sincere to you..."
"I know," Yin Ling's eyes turned red and she choked, "but I also know that he used his grandson's power to force Xiao Qian's father to let Miss Dong and Xiao Qian get married."
"Even if he hadn't said it, Mr. Yu would have done it this way." Wang Xian looked at his sister with pity and said softly: "The Yu family has a hairpin family, and they have been officials for generations. They will not allow Yu Qian and his grandson to steal women. That way.
It will bring disaster to the Yu family."
"But Xiao Qian..." Yin Ling lowered her head and her voice became smaller and smaller.
"What's wrong with him?" Wang Xian asked softly.
Yin Ling shook her head and said nothing further.
"I'll ask someone to find some clothes for me to change into." After saying that, Yin Ling went out.
Looking at his sister's slightly flustered back, Wang Xian frowned slightly, called Zhou Yong to his side, and whispered an order.
Zhou Yong nodded and went...
The days passed day by day, seemingly calm, but in reality there was a raging undercurrent. By the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, when the yamen reopened, the emperor decided to move the capital, and the prince's efforts to dissuade him had already spread throughout the major yamen in the capital?
Not only in yamen such as the Liubu Hanlin Academy, but also in the Duchayuan and Dali Temple, which are usually solemn and quiet places, officials couldn't help but get together and talk about it.
"Everyone, have you heard? The emperor is determined to move the capital to Beijing!" In the Metropolitan Procuratorate, a supervisory censor started the conversation.
"Why didn't you hear about it? I heard that the emperor and the prince had a quarrel over this matter..." The censors, who were usually steady and silent, suddenly exploded.
"Yes, it is said that the emperor originally wanted the prince to take the lead, but the prince refused, argued hard, and was almost beaten." Another censor broke the news: "The prince has been behind closed doors since he returned.
out, let alone contact my subordinates to submit a letter to move the capital..."
"Really?" All the censors exclaimed, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has great integrity, but I'm afraid I can't make the Emperor change his mind."
"Yes." All the censors nodded. Officials of the Ming Dynasty had a deep understanding of Emperor Yongle's dictatorship. "If the emperor loses his temper, I'm afraid the prince will also suffer!"
"However, since the prince has withstood it, no one will risk the disapproval of the world, right?" A young censor said optimistically: "No one mentioned it, the emperor can't say this on his own, right?"
"What are you thinking," an older censor of Qiandu spat: "There is no prince and no great grandson. I heard that His Highness the great grandson has united a group of people to propose moving the capital during the future dynasty.
"
"Really?" The censors didn't know much about this news, and they couldn't help but said in horror, "That's terrible! Once the grandson and the others bring it up, I'm afraid the emperor will go along with it!"
"It will definitely happen." All the censors couldn't help but feel panic and gloom.
"Hey!" But the fierce censor yelled: "What are you afraid of! This kind of thing is about louder than anyone else! There are thousands of civil and military officials in the dynasty, except for a few treacherous people, who is willing to agree to move the capital?!
"As he spoke, he patted his chest and said: "Zhang is not talented, but he is willing to work hard in the court. At worst, he will die in the hands of His Majesty Jinluan! I don't believe that the emperor will not show mercy!"
These words were like pouring a ladle of water into a frying pan, and the censors immediately exploded, shouting enthusiastically: "Yes! There are still many people who oppose moving the capital! As long as everyone opposes it with all their strength, the emperor will have no choice but to give up!"
"That's right! We haven't lost to anyone in the vocal competition..."
"What are you shouting about!" Everyone was planning excitedly when a majestic shout rang out.
Without turning around, all the censors knew that it was their Lord Zong Xian, Liu Guan, the censor of Zuodu, who had arrived. Everyone quickly stopped talking and bowed to salute. "Zong Xian."
Only then did they realize that in addition to Liu Guan, who had white hair and beard, Lu Zhen, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, was also there. The censors hurriedly added: "Master Bu Tang."
Lu Zhen nodded slightly, but Liu Guan had a dark face and grunted: "How unbecoming is it to make a noise on the first day of the new year?!" The censors were about to say something, but Liu Guan rolled his sleeves and scolded: "Why don't you make a fuss?"
Get out of here! Let Mr. Lu laugh!"
"Yes..." The censors had no choice but to disperse in dismay. Liu Guan held out his hand to Lu Zhen with a straight face and said, "Please."
"Okay." Lu Zhen nodded, and he and Liu Guan entered the secret room of Shangshu.
Entering the room, a steward served tea to the two ministers, then bowed and left.
With no one else in the room, Lu Zhen sighed and said, "Master Liu showed me a good show."
"The situation is so fierce, how do you feel about it?" Liu Guan sighed gloomily, "I made Mr. Lu laugh."
"So..." Lu Zhennai decided that he was a smart man and knew the elegant meaning of Xiange after hearing the song. He glanced at Liu Guandao and said, "The emperor also talked to you?"
"Yes." Liu Guandian nodded and said with a wistful expression: "The emperor said that he wants me to come to the court the day after tomorrow to submit the proposal to the grandson." Then he asked Lu Zhen, "I guess the emperor also wants the same thing from Mr. Lu, right?"
"Yes," Lu Zhen nodded and said with a pained face, "That's why I came to you for advice."
"What's my idea?" Liu Guan pointed outside: "The situation is so fierce. If we obey the king, how will we behave in front of the subordinates in the future?"
"But if we don't follow the emperor's will," Lu Zhen said in a depressed voice, "the hair on my head may be ruined immediately."
"Yes." Liu Guandian nodded and lamented: "You and I are really in a dilemma, we are in a dilemma!"
"Hey..." The two of them were depressed for a while and ate tea in silence for a while. Lu Zhenfang asked Liu Guandao in a low voice: "Master Liu, in all fairness, should you go south or north?"
"Then you still have to ask?" Liu Guan sighed and said: "Although I am from Hebei, I don't agree with the emperor's move to the north. Ancient books say that when building a capital, it is important to be impartial, but now the emperor wants to move the capital to the northeast corner. This
You want to play a game of chess to death!"
"Yes." Lu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, nodded and said, "I feel relieved that Mr. Liu can think so." He said a little embarrassedly: "To be honest, we Liubu Hall officials have already agreed.
The whole court forced him to resign and asked the emperor to veto the Taisun's proposal."
"So," Liu Guan said with some displeasure, "Just hide it from me?!"
"Why don't you discuss this with Mr. Liu?" Lu Zhen hurriedly consoled him: "Don't blame Mr. Liu, you are from Hebei after all! Even if you support moving the capital, there is nothing wrong with it."
"Hey!" Liu Guan smiled bitterly and said, "That's wrong. Now, the elders in my hometown are no longer able to work hard. Once Hebei becomes Zhili, the elders will probably fall into the sea of misery forever."
"Yes." Lu Zhen nodded, looked at Liu Guandao: "Then it's settled?"
"Okay." Liu Guandian nodded and said solemnly: "We will resign together when the time comes!"
"It's a deal!" Lu Zhen stretched out his palm.
"It's a deal!" Liu Guan also reached out and gave him a high-five.