They simply ignored the departing Duke Yuan and plotted alone. They didn't know when they got in touch with the palace. However, He Jin still had some respect for them. After all, He Jin was better than those who were not present in terms of family background.
My dear, what's more, although his sister is in the palace, she is not the most favored. The queen, and even the newly promoted king and nobles, are far more favored than his sisters.
The other people were respectful to him. Seeing that He Jin was a little frightened, they tried to persuade him from time to time. They were not plotting rebellion, they were trying to solve the emperor's troubles. The emperor already hated the current prince, but some ministers opposed him.
, cannot do things that are easy to save. They came out to help His Majesty. Not only will they not be punished in the future, but they will also receive the favor of the two emperors.
Hearing their words, He Jin felt a little more relaxed. Their private gathering had been planned for a long time. First of all, the servant Chen Dan was known for his loyalty. The emperor would not let Xiu do it under any circumstances.
The messenger stared at the old minister's mansion. In addition, they also had a reason to get together without being suspected. The servant had always been kind. If they wanted to come to discuss matters, the servant would not refuse.
Out of these various considerations, they chose to gather here to conspire.
"The current strategy is to find a reason for the emperor to change the sages and save the country and the people..."
"Prince, the prince was previously in charge of assessment matters, and assessment matters have always been full of disputes..."
When the servant returned to the mansion, He Jin had already left privately. The ministers acted as if they had already completed the discussion, informed Chen Dan of the matters that had been decided, and then returned individually. Chen Dan did not know and was also busy.
Regarding his own affairs, Xiao Huangmen walked out of his mansion and hurried towards the palace. As soon as he walked into the gate, he saw Song Dian standing not far away, talking to several Xiao Huangmen.
His heart trembled, he walked to Song Dian's side and bowed his hands.
Song Dian frowned and looked at him for a moment before he recognized him, smiled gently and said, "Where did you come from?"
"My servant came from Chen Dan's mansion. The ministers gathered with Chen's mansion to discuss the disaster to the livestock in the north..." Xiao Huangmen replied without thinking. Song Dian suddenly understood, nodded, and took it from his hand.
Mi Zhao read through it carefully and asked: "Is there anything unusual?"
"Your Majesty's servant Chen Gong is a loyal and honest man, and there has never been anything out of the ordinary."
"Well, Mr. Chen is indeed a role model for people, so just go back and resume your life..."
Xiaohuangmen said goodbye to Song Dian and was about to leave. Suddenly, Song Dian stopped him again and said, "Yeting still lacks a Huangmen order. You will go to work tomorrow..."
"Thank you, Mr. Song!" Xiao Huangmen said gratefully.
He first went to return his orders, then went to meet Mr. He Guiren and reported everything outside the palace. Finally, he also informed Song Dian of his appointment. He Guiren smiled and said disdainfully: "These slaves,
To be able to be used generously by His Majesty... If he wants you to go, just go. If I don't send someone to find you in the future, don't come to me... Also, your brother, please settle him in his hometown.
Now, there are hundreds of acres of farmland, so you don’t have to worry..."
"Thank you so much, noble man."
The next day, Xiao Huangmen got up, cleaned up for a while, and then headed to Yeting.
It was lucky for him to be favored by Song Dian this time. He was afraid that he would be promoted in the future. But, alas, he had to not relax even a little bit about noble matters. He thought to himself, I don't know.
Before he knew it, he walked to Yeting and knocked on the door for a while, but no one responded. He had to open the door himself and walked in.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Song Dian sitting on his knees not far away, with several followers standing behind him. Xiao Huangmen was startled and realized something was wrong, but it was too late. Four or five people appeared behind him and quickly subdued him.
, pushed him to the ground, closed the door, and escorted him to Song Dian. Song Dian smiled gently without any anger.
"Mr. Song, why is this? Why is this?" Xiao Huangmen widened his eyes and asked loudly without struggling.
"You're still asking me? I'm asking you, why is this?"
"This slave doesn't know."
"You don't know, but I know very well, you are a dog that cheats and cheats!" Song Dian's eyes became sharper in an instant, staring at Xiaohuangmen, Xiaohuangmen's back felt cold, but he shivered.
I was trembling and speechless.
"What did they discuss in Mr. Chen's mansion?"
Song Dian asked coldly.
"I don't know, I don't know."
"So, you are sincerely disloyal to the country... The country cannot scare you, but noble people can..." Song Dian shook his head, feeling helpless.
Hearing Song Dian's words, Xiao Huangmen was frightened. Song Dian waved his hands, and the two men helped Xiao Huangmen up and punched him in the abdomen. He bent over in pain and they dragged him away.
As he walked toward the inner palace, Xiao Huangmen felt frightened and begged for mercy, but Song Dian ignored him. It wasn't until he started crying that Song Dian stopped the two men.
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Huangmen told Song Dian the details of the matter. In addition, he also told him truthfully about many things about He Guiren. Song Dian nodded and said: "You can know your mistakes if you know they are wrong."
It's not bad to change..." After saying that, they walked out. The two people dragged the desperate Xiao Huangmen into the inner palace. Not long after, the Xiao Huangmen disappeared forever.
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"They traitors want to pass the examination and do harm to the prince."
Song Dian reported what he heard.
"Hahaha, you are not making progress, you are not making progress, after all these years, they are still using the same old methods..." The emperor smiled disdainfully, Song Dian did not dare to reply, lowered his head and remained silent.
"That's fine..." The emperor squinted his eyes, looked at Song Dian, and said, "Only you and I know about this..."
"Sincerely."
"Go down..."
After Song Dian left, the emperor sat alone in the study, with papers full of memorials waiting for his review. The emperor did not feel any trouble because of these clowns. Every move of these people was under his control.
In the past, I couldn't achieve anything big. I was right in not rushing to execute them in the past. If not, I couldn't have grasped the vital points of so many ministers.
The emperor continued reviewing until night, when he entered through the Huangmen Gate and lit candles.
Under the weak firelight, the emperor squinted his eyes, thinking one by one on how to fight the disaster in the north. According to Cui Shi, the current disaster relief in the temple should not be to provide relief after the disaster, but to resist before the disaster.
As for how to resist the locust plague, Cui Shi proposed that the method of raising chickens and ducks was to raise more chickens and ducks. This method was passed down from merchants outside the Great Wall, and Cui Shi believed in it.
Regarding the snow disaster, Cui Shi wrote very clearly in his memorial about building strong enough houses and stocking up on coal, dry firewood, grain and fire. However, he had not yet completed the writing. As for Cui Shi, the emperor still
If you are trustworthy, you can try all the measures he proposes.
"Hoo, ho, cough, cough..." The emperor coughed violently, his face turned red, and his chest seemed to be groaning with difficulty and pain. He clenched his fists tightly and pressed his chest with one hand. The severe pain made him feel uncomfortable.
He could hardly relax. He breathed hard, but kept insisting and did not call Huangmen. Tears kept falling from his eyes.
In this late night, his heart was shrouded in an invisible fear.
He breathed deeply, waiting for the pain to end.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the East Palace.
"Bian'er is still young... He is still young, Zi'erhong, hold on... I'm fine... It's fine..."