By the time the prince returned the favor, it was already midnight. Zhu Zhanji also took a hot bath, changed clothes, and sat in front of his father's bed with a face as black as iron. Wang Xian stood at the end of the bed, although he had been busy all night and could not sleep a wink.
, but neither of them felt sleepy at all. Also, if such a big thing happened, no one else would be able to sleep.
"Brother, it's all thanks to you this time." Zhu Zhanji had already understood the truth and couldn't help but sweat with fear. If Wang Xian hadn't made a prompt decision and nip it in the bud, I'm afraid all three of them, their ancestors and their grandson, would have become the same.
The dead soul.
"This matter is trivial." Wang Xian shook his head: "Your Highness, please don't mention it again in the future."
"Hmph!" Zhu Zhanji knew that what Wang Xian said was right. He punched his thigh hard and gritted his teeth and said, "If I take power in the future, I will cut them into pieces!" After saying this, he realized that he was just too much.
Sun, when it was his turn to take power, he still didn't know how long it would be. He couldn't help but look at his father lying on the bed depressedly, and said in a low voice: "It's all my father's fault, he insists on going against Grandpa Huang..."
Speaking of the second half, Zhu Zhanji's voice suddenly dropped because he saw his father and slowly opened his eyes. There was clearly anger burning in his eyes, and that anger was obviously directed at himself...
"Father, are you awake?" Zhu Zhanji's arrogance immediately subsided.
"Zhongde," the prince looked at Zhu Zhanji for a while, then moved his eyes to Wang Xian, and his eyes softened: "I have caused you trouble again, go back and rest."
Wang Xian knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was extremely tired and in pain, and it was indeed not suitable for discussion, so he bowed and saluted, "I take my leave."
"You can go too." The prince did not look at Zhu Zhanji, but there was no fourth person in the room. Zhu Zhan was basically full of anger, and now that his father was so ignored, he couldn't help but feel angry and stood there.
He was motionless. Wang Xian could only say softly: "Let's go..." Seeing that Zhu Zhanji still didn't move, Wang Xian stretched out his hand and gently pulled him. Unexpectedly, this one was like the fuse that lit a firecracker. Zhu Zhan
Gay exploded all of a sudden!
He pushed Wang Xian away and roared with a red face: "Father, do you know how much your son has paid to repair the relationship between you and the emperor's grandfather and prevent the third uncle from causing trouble?! I'm doing it when the rooster crows at midnight
Waiting in the Qing Palace lasted all day. Sometimes the emperor would deal with memorials until the third watch, so I had to sleep at the fourth watch. After a brief sleep, I had to get up and serve again! From spring to winter, I almost never left the emperor, observing his words and expressions.
, just for fun! I still have to scheming with my third uncle..." Zhu Zhanji said, choked with grievance, and his eye circles were red: "I am still a grandson, I am obviously a eunuch!"
Wang Xian listened silently. He really wanted to escape from the dispute between the two future kings, but he was afraid that the two would be emotionally unstable and do something extreme, so he did not dare to leave. After listening to Zhu Zhanji's words, he couldn't help but feel in his heart
Wry smile: 'I'm just like a fucking eunuch...'
"Hey..." The prince looked at his aggrieved son, sighed deeply, gathered all his strength, and said in a serious tone: "As a father, I can't accuse you of anything. But you are not only my father's son, but also my grandfather's grandson.
You are still the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty and the crown prince of the country! Shouldn’t you take the country and the country as your plan?”
"My child only knows that the crown prince is based on cultivating his virtue," Zhu Zhanji said firmly, "It is wrong to interfere in military and political affairs!" After a pause, he muttered again: "Besides, I don't think Qiandu has anything to do with it.
What’s wrong, those who oppose moving the capital may have selfish motives…”
As soon as these words came out, Wang Xian was so frightened that he almost pointed at the prince's nose and scolded him. You said it nicely. Aren't you worried that he would leave Nanjing and lose his power?
Sure enough, the prince's face turned red, and he picked up the spit bucket beside the bed and threw it at Zhu Zhanji. After all, Zhu Zhanji was young and agile, so he could barely avoid it. There was a click, and the spit bucket broke into pieces.
On the ground, at the same time, the prince's angry shout sounded: "Get out!"
Zhu Zhanji was a little sober now. He knew that there would be no good results if he continued to argue, so he said firmly: "Whenever the emperor really wants to abolish the throne, my son will just go to hell with his father!"
"Get out!" The prince roared at the top of his lungs, which could be heard throughout the prince's residence.
Zhu Zhanji was then pulled by Wang Xian and left the prince's palace. The two were about to return to the east courtyard, but after taking two steps, Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "Go to your place! I don't want to stay here for a moment!"
"Wang Xian nodded with a wry smile, and walked out of the Prince's Mansion with Zhu Zhanji through the snow, and took a car to his residence in Houhai.
Because of his foresight, when he followed the imperial commander to conquer Mahamu and passed through Beijing, Wang Xian had the idea of purchasing a house here in advance. After returning to Hangzhou, he talked to Wang Xingye, and Lao Wang naturally became interested in this awesome man.
He forced his son to believe it, so he immediately scraped together the money and went to Beijing in person. After the on-site inspection, Wang Xingye strongly agreed with his son's point of view and bought dozens of properties in Beijing... As a result, the Wang family has really grown up over the years.
I had a family, but more importantly, real estate in Beijing was surprisingly cheap at that time. For the same price I paid for a small courtyard in Nanjing, I could buy ten decent and convenient large courtyard houses here.
Although Wang Xian doesn't care about this, he has heard his father mention it. As the matter of moving the capital has become increasingly clear, housing prices in the capital have skyrocketed in the past two years. The price of the property he originally purchased has doubled... This time Wang Xian came to Beijing to live for a long time.
, Wang Xingye ordered people to clean up a house with the most beautiful environment, buy new furniture and furnishings, and wait for Wang Xian to move in.
Wang Xingye was a sensible person and knew that his son's power and position were now closely related, so he only bought furniture and no servants or maids. Two days before Wang Xian moved in, Wu Wei moved in with plainclothesmen from Beizhen Fusi.
He serves as the housekeeper and servant of the house, so at this moment, the person opening the door for him and his grandson is a serious Jin Yiwei Baihu.
Under the leadership of Wu Wei, Wang Xian and Zhu Zhanji entered the front hall. They warmed themselves by the fire. They wanted to talk for a while, but they both felt exhausted and went to sleep separately. As soon as Wang Xian's head touched the pillow, he
He was snoring loudly, and he was really tired. However, Zhu Zhanji was lying on the bed like pancakes, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He was obviously extremely sleepy, but the scenes from yesterday were spinning before his eyes like a revolving lantern, making it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.
Really unable to sleep, His Highness Taisun simply put on his clothes and got up, opened the window and looked at the falling snow outside, and then gradually calmed down. Just like that, the sky dimmed and the snow stopped. Zhu Zhanji asked someone to dress up for him, he had to arrive.
Go to the palace to serve Grandpa Huang... Last night, he had already figured it out to Xue. The greater the differences with his father, the closer he had to get to Grandpa Huang, otherwise his life would be completely impossible.
When passing by Wang Xian's window, Zhu Zhanji heard the thunderous snoring and couldn't help sighing with envy, then left the backyard along the corridor.
Not long after the grandson passed by, the window of Wang Xian's room opened, and he was seen looking in the direction in which the grandson was leaving with a worried face... He had never expected that the prince and the grandson were so separated...
When Zhu Zhanji arrived at the gate of Qianqing Palace, Yang Qing, the eunuch on duty, greeted him with a smile: "I thought His Highness would sleep a little longer, but he came so early..."
"How can I sleep?" Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly, took off his snow boots under the care of the eunuch, put on dry soap boots, and wanted to walk in: "Is my grandpa the emperor up?"
"Your Majesty is up," Yang Qing whispered, "but you can't go in now."
"What?" Zhu Zhanji's face turned pale immediately and his lips trembled as he said, "Grandpa Huang, forbid me to come to the audience?!" What he was most worried about was that he would be angered by the emperor and be as unpopular as the prince, so that Zhu Gaosui could take advantage of him. .
"Huh?" Yang Qing was stunned for a moment before he understood what Zhu Zhanji meant, and he hurriedly smiled and said: "Where do you want to go? The emperor was just talking to Mr. Cheng Guo. If you are in a hurry, my servant will go and get it for you right now. Tongqi."
"That's it..." Zhu Zhanji finally relaxed and said with a wry smile: "I didn't sleep well last night and my mind is confused. No need to tell me, let's wait until Duke Cheng comes out."
"Okay. Come to the duty room to get warm." Yang Qing diligently asked Zhu Zhanji to the duty room, and asked him to serve him ginseng soup to refresh him. Zhu Zhanji was full of energy while holding the rich ginseng soup. Floating into the bedroom, he really wanted to know what the emperor and Duke Cheng were talking about...
In the palace, Zhu Yong knelt in front of the emperor's bed to apologize.
"I beg the emperor to punish me. I ordered people to open the Xihua Gate at noon yesterday without any orders!" Zhu Yong followed Wang Xian's instructions and arrived at Qianqing Palace before dawn, rushing to be the first to report to the emperor. .
"Why do we have to close the palace gate at noon?" Although Zhu Di was still very weak, his mind was very clear and he got to the point right away.
"I don't know, it seems to be an order from the palace." Zhu Yong said hurriedly: "But I want the decree, but no one can come up with it. Just in case, I made the decision without authorization and asked someone to open the Xihua Gate, and there I personally Sit there until I hear that His Majesty is awake."
"That's it..." Zhu Di nodded slowly and said: "I suddenly fainted, and it is common sense for the palace to close the palace. This should be what Zhao Ying meant." After a pause, Zhu Di asked again: "But who will support you? The trick? Or who asked you to ask for it?"
"No one said anything to me, but I thought I could intimidate Xiao Xiao and prevent bad guys from acting rashly!" Zhu Yong had already thought of all the excuses, and immediately kowtowed: "If you overstep your authority, please punish me severely. Serve as a warning to others.”
"..." Zhu Di said slowly after a long while: "What you did this time is not wrong, and you finally look like a powerful weapon in the country. I won't punish you, but I can't reward you, you have to understand. "
"Yes, I understand." Zhu Yong was so happy that he could be regarded by the emperor as an important weapon to control the country. What kind of reward would he expect?! It seems that Wang Xian was right this time. The emperor really wanted him to be like this. Do.