Chapter Eleven: Disrupting the Hanging Arch Palace
It is not easy to be an emperor. In terms of modern clocks, Emperor Zhao Yuansi of the Wei Dynasty had to get up at around four o'clock every day. He would set up a morning court on time at five o'clock (Yin Shi). After having breakfast, he had to rush to Chui Gong Hall to start his day.
Busy hardworking career.
Such high-intensity work made the emperors of the Wei Dynasty, who had always been diligent in government affairs, become physically exhausted when they reached middle age, such as the current emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuansi.
In the early years when he was young, he didn't feel it, but now, Zhao Yuanxi feels more and more unable to do what he wants. Therefore, after every morning meeting, if there are other important matters, Zhao Yuanxi will choose to have breakfast in Wende Hall in order to have a little time.
Take a break and take a short nap to refresh yourself for the day's hard work.
The precious nap time during this period was probably less than an hour, because Zhao Yuanxi had to rush to Chui Gong Hall before Si hour to set an example for his ministers.
As for those courtiers who attended the morning court, they would usually go back to their mansions to take a nap at this time, and then rush to the government offices where they serve before midnight to start handling affairs.
As for Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu, Zhongshu Zuocheng Lin Yuyang and Zhongshu Youcheng Yuziqi, these three are not court officials who need to attend the morning court, so they do not need to get up early and leave home. According to custom, they usually enter the palace around Chen time
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In the Gong Hall, when Zhao Yuancai, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, was taking a nap in the Wende Hall, he first processed some of the seals submitted by the six government offices, separated some of the more sensitive seals, and placed them on the emperor's dragon table for the convenience of the emperor.
Will review later.
However, today in Chui Gong Hall, an uninvited guest came.
This uninvited guest is none other than the Eighth Prince, Zhao Hongrun, who had a minor defeat in a duel with the Emperor yesterday.
"It is rumored that His Highness sleeps until three o'clock in the morning before leaving the bed, but today he came to Chui Gong Hall early... Could it be that he came to apologize to His Majesty? Hmm... Yesterday, Your Majesty caught my pulse and couldn't tolerate it.
Your Highness will not give in."
Zhongshu Zuo Cheng, Lin Yuyang, secretly glanced at Zhao Hongrun, who was standing behind him with a smile, and did not dare to ask in detail, and was busy reviewing and approving the chapter.
While lamenting that ginger is still spicy when old, Lin Yuyang picked up a pen and started writing on the chapter fold.
At this moment, he suddenly heard Zhao Hongrun shouting from behind him.
"ah--!!"
Lin Yuyang was caught off guard and trembled with fear. The brush in his hand shook, causing the dripping ink to blacken the folds of the chapter, making it particularly dazzling.
"Your Highness, you..."
Under Lin Yuyang's puzzled gaze, Zhao Hongrun looked at the folds on the table, touched his bare chin, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Well, good judgment! This thief who kills, robs, and commits all kinds of evil will be
He should be brought to justice and sentenced to a serious crime!"
"..."
Lin Yuyang opened his mouth, took a deep look at the Eighth Prince, and then turned his gaze again to the chapter he was reviewing.
It was just a report from the Ministry of Works. It said that an official reported to them that due to strong winds a few days ago, the outer roof of a remote palace in the palace was damaged, so the Ministry of Works promptly dispatched craftsmen.
It cost dozens of taels of silver to repair.
Just trivial things.
"I'm too naive..."
Looking at the dazzling pool of ink on the seal in front of him, Lin Yuyang wanted to cry but had no tears.
At this moment, he finally understood that His Highness the Eighth Prince was not here to plead guilty to the Emperor, but was clearly here to harm their Zhongshu Province officials.
But he understood clearly, but he couldn't say it clearly, because it was certain that since His Highness the Eighth Prince had the intention to harm them, he must have thought carefully and could not easily catch his sore feet.
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"Your Highness, this is the first time you have come to Chui Gong Hall..."
Lin Yuyang calmly put the seal aside and prepared to dry the ink.
"That's right." Zhao Hongrun looked like he had completely changed his past, and said seriously: "His Highness has always been naughty, and I think several adults have heard about it. Yesterday, after listening to my father's reprimand, His Highness returned to his dormitory and was in trouble all night.
sleep……"
"Is it because His Majesty has cut off your monthly salary from Wenzhao Pavilion that you are so anxious that you can't sleep all night?"
Lin Yuyang wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so he had to pick up the tea and drink some water to cover up.
Who would have thought that the tea in the tea cup has been finished long ago.
Seeing this, Lin Yuyang was about to ask the eunuch serving in Chui Gong Hall to serve tea, but Zhao Hongrun noticed it and shouted loudly: "Come here, bring tea to Master Lin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongrun's Zongwei Mu Qing walked in with a smile, carrying a large copper pot, and poured scalding, almost boiling water into Lin Yuyang's tea cup.
"Master Lin, please have tea." Mu Qing said respectfully with a smile on his face.
"..." Lin Yuyang looked at Mu Qing, and then at Zhao Hongrun, who also had a warm smile on his face. He carefully held up the hot tea cup with both hands, but he saw that the boiling water was so difficult to drink.
After a moment of stalemate, Lin Yuyang shook his head and put down the tea cup. He looked at Zhao Hongrun and said with a bitter smile: "Your Highness, why do you bother Wei Chen and others?"
"Have you noticed, sir?" Zhao Hongrun pretended to be surprised, making the three ministers in the palace dumbfounded.
"Mu Qing, serve tea to all your lords."
Zhao Hongrun waved his hand and ordered Mu Qing, the Zongwei, and then spoke seriously to He Xiangxian. Lin Yuyang and Yu Ziqi, the three ministers of Zhongshu, said: "The three adults are all ministers of our great Wei Dynasty. This palace does not want to embarrass you. Regarding this matter,
It’s all because of my father’s words and lack of faith. Take my Xiaoyao Pavilion card.
The plaque is at the back. I have lived in this deep palace cage for a long time, and my heart yearns for the freedom outside the palace. If the three adults can say a few good words for this temple in front of the father, I will definitely remember the kindness of the three adults." As he said, he
He solemnly bowed his hands to the three ministers.
Seeing this, He Xiangxu, Lin Yuyang, and Yu Ziqi hurriedly left their seats to avoid Zhao Hongrun's bow.
Listening to Zhao Hongrun's clear explanation, even if the three ministers were dissatisfied with this son coming to Chui Gong Hall to cause trouble, they all disappeared at this time.
Since ancient times, the princes of the Wei Dynasty suffered, which is a well-known fact among the courtiers.
For example, the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun in front of him is obviously fourteen years old, but he has almost never experienced any interesting childhood. Looking back on the nephews in his family, which one of his age is not having fun? But what about the princes of Wei? Every
In addition to dealing with palace studies, he just faced the towering palace walls and sighed silently.
The deep palace prison is worthy of its name.
"This matter is not easy to handle, Your Highness." Lin Yuyang smiled bitterly and said: "Yesterday you ruined something that His Majesty loved. At this time, even if Wei Chen and others plead for Your Highness, I am afraid it will not have any effect."
"Then speak ill of our palace." Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes and gave advice to the three Zhongshu ministers: "You should try your best to speak ill of our palace in front of the Emperor Father. It would be best to say that the Emperor will expel our palace from the palace in anger.
"
"Do you think His Majesty is so easy to deceive?"
The three Zhongshu ministers looked at Zhao Hongrun dumbfounded. At the same time, they were also a little amused in their hearts, because every other prince wanted to please the emperor, but this eighth prince was really different.
"Anyway, if the three adults don't help with this matter, I won't be able to leave!" Zhao Hongrun resorted to a trick of cheating.
"Are you planning to blackmail me?"
Lin Yuyang was angry and funny. He knew very well that if His Highness could not get his wish, he would never give up. But the problem was, how could this matter be so simple?
You must know that the Emperor Zhao Yuancai of the Wei Dynasty made it clear yesterday that the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun has a genius but a naughty temperament and should be strictly disciplined.
The emperor has decided to impose strict discipline. How can they, as ministers, dare to openly rebel at such a time?
"The only way to plan now is to be careful, so as not to fall into the trap of His Highness."
Having made up his mind, Lin Yuyang stopped paying attention to Zhao Hongrun hanging around him. He felt that as long as he was more vigilant, the Eighth Prince's difficulties could still be overcome.
"Hey! Is it obvious that you don't intend to help?"
Seeing Lin Yuyang no longer paying attention to him, Zhao Hongrun understood. He smiled evilly and simply moved a stool to sit next to Lin Yuyang. While watching him approve the seal, he "advised" him.
"Master Lin's handwriting is very good, with gold hooks and silver strokes, and a unique pattern..."
"Eh? Mr. Lin, what does the word you wrote mean?"
"I wrote it wrong, I wrote it wrong, how could I write the character "Master Lin" like this? Oh, it seems that I made a mistake, please continue..."
For half a stick of incense, Lin Yuyang was so distressed by the harassment that he stood up and bowed: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please spare me. Look at this, there are several piles of seals and folds waiting for approval. If Your Highness embarrasses me again,
, If the imperial censor is guilty of having a meal without a corpse, how can your highness bear it?"
"Are you going to help?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile.
Lin Yuyang was speechless. After a while, his heart moved slightly, and he lowered his voice and said: "Your Highness, Wei Chen alone has no say in this matter..."
As he said that, he turned his head and glanced at He Xiangxu and Yu Ziqi with deep meaning. The two Zhongshu ministers angrily cursed in their hearts, this Lin Yuyang is really not a thing.
"I understand, I understand." Zhao Hongrun nodded kindly, moved a stool and sat next to Zhongshu Youcheng Yu Ziqi.
As a result, before he could speak, Yu Ziqi quickly lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, I have always been on your side."
"Eh?" Not to mention Lin Yuyang's eyes widened in shock, even Zhao Hongrun was a little surprised.
"Well... Master Yu, please continue working, and I won't disturb you anymore." Zhao Hongrun left with satisfaction.
"You're not a good person either! It's just each other!"
"Are you qualified to speak against me? In this matter, I was on the side of His Highness the Eighth Prince from the beginning."
Lin Yuyang and Yu Ziqi's eyes met, as if they were arguing silently about something.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun had moved a stool and sat next to Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu with a smile. He Xiangxu was so frightened that He Xiangxu's heart was raised. He said to him, "Old minister, I am over sixty years old. If you call me something in my ear, old minister, I will
He would be so frightened that he would faint.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Hongrun did not scare He Xiangxu. Maybe he was also worried that the Zhongshu Ling was old and could not withstand being frightened, so he chose another gentle method to create trouble for He Xiangxu.
"Sir, are your shoulders sore? I will give you a squeeze..."
"Huh? The boss doesn't look very good..."
"Oh, sir, why did you write down what His Highness said in the chapter?"
"..." He Xiangxu was about to cry but had no tears.
You must know that he was already sixty years old, and his memory had long since deteriorated, and was far inferior to that of Lin Yuyang. No, while listening to Zhao Hongrun chattering beside him, he actually didn't pay attention for a moment and wrote down what he said on the chapter sheet.
You know, this chapter will have to be returned to the Sixth Department in the end. If someone discovers that there is an unknown sentence written on it, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud if it spreads?
At this moment, the high-pitched voice of the great eunuch Tong Xian came from outside Chui Gong Hall.
"Your Majesty is here!"
At that moment, Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu burst into tears.