Xia Yuanji stayed in Jinan for ten full days before leaving, and when he left, Chu Yan and others all went outside the city to see each other off. otbnkotgt Ten days of getting along, so that Xia Yuanji has a lot of feelings for Shandong and these Shandong officials, he sincerely hopes that the miracle of being born in Shandong can continue forever, and drive the exhibition all over the country, so that the Ming Dynasty will continue to be brilliant.
Instead of rising and dying Xia Yuanji took Chu Yan's hand and said in a low voice: "This time the old man went to the capital and met with the emperor, and the dragon body of the saint is not as good as before" To be able to talk to this point, it is already very rare for the old Xia Guo, who has always been cautious of his duty.
He said with a worried face: "You have to think more about the future."
"Thank you, Boss" Chu Yan looked at Xia Yuanji gratefully, sighed and said, "But this is not something we should consider.
As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "We, Shandong officials, have long entrusted our lives to the Duke of Zhenguo.
Wherever the grandfather led us, we followed, thinking about those who had and didn't, in vain. ” "Does everyone think like you" Xia Yuanji looked at Chu Yan and asked in a deep voice.
"That's not necessarily" Chu Yan sighed again, and said a little secretively: "There may be people who have other ideas, of course they won't say it easily." ” "Hmm" Xia Yuanji is old and sophisticated, and he understands everything as soon as he hears it.
In any group, there will be different minds.
What's more, Wang Xian, an unprecedentedly powerful group with unprecedented strength and unprecedented pressure, will definitely not be monolithic, at least there will be at least three thoughts, one is like Chu Yan, since it can't be solved, he simply doesn't want to do anything, closes his eyes and moves forward with Wang Xian, even if it is a dead end.
The second is that they can't stand the pressure of the future, and they try to escape from this group and just want to get ashore safely.
There is a third type, and it is also the most dangerous, since he has already borne Cao Cao's notoriety and has the strength to be Cao Cao, why not just do Cao Cao, and do it vigorously even if he loses, it is better than being like this now.
These three ideas must be very marketable in the Wang Xian Group, making the Wang Xian Group a gunpowder bag that may explode at any time, and the explosion is doomed, but sooner or later.
This is also what Xia Yuanji is most worried about, he looked at Chu Yan and asked in a deep voice: "What are the plans of the Zhenguo Gong?"
Chu Yan shook his head, this kind of thing, even if he knew it, he couldn't say it, not to mention that Wang Xian's mind was becoming more and more unpredictable, and Chu Yan really didn't know what he thought.
"Then you help the old man to have a word with him," Xia Yuanji was not surprised by Chu Yan's silence, he lowered his voice and said to Chu Yan: "The world is so big, there is always a place for him and a place to use it."
Don't make a mistake, otherwise it will bring a monstrous disaster to Shandong and the world."
"This official remembers" Chu Yan was terrified when he heard this, and said in his heart, can I tell my grandfather this, if it really comes to that day, no matter how big the world is, where is there a place for my grandfather, let alone a place to use it.
It's just that when parting, he doesn't need to argue with the old man about anything, just be vague.
"Don't bring the old man's words to me" Xia Yuanji seemed to see his perfunctory look, holding Chu Yan's arm tightly, Chu Yansheng was hurting with his nails, and said in a fierce voice: "Remember to remember, otherwise you will be a sinner through the ages" "Don't worry, my lord, the lower official will definitely bring the words" Chu Yan replied in horror, knowing that there was any unusual information in this cliché. 。
In Beijing City, the Taisun Mansion has been closed for three years, and the people even want to forget His Royal Highness the Taisun in this mansion In the past three years, Zhu Zhanji has been strictly following his father's orders, honestly studying at home behind closed doors, except every other day, there are scholars who come to his house to give lectures, His Royal Highness the grandson basically does not see the foreign ministers, Taoguang has been obscure, three years without sound, and finally reborn, washed away the impatience and sharpness of the past, and became calm and introverted, calm and indifferent.
This day is another day of lecturing, Zhu Zhanji got up early in the morning, punched and kicked in the back garden, sweated profusely, and then returned to the warm pavilion to take a shower, changed into a navy blue Confucian robe, tied his head with a bamboo hairpin, and pedaled a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, and became a simple and unpretentious young scholar, although he has gone through all the vicissitudes of life, he is actually only 28 years old this year, and in the past few years, he has cultivated himself in the house, and he actually looks younger than in previous years, but his face is still as dark as ever, and he has not turned white.
After a simple breakfast, Zhu Zhanji came to the study hall.
Normally, at this time, the bachelor who lectures should have been waiting here, but today he was unusually late.
Zhu Zhanji knew that something must have happened, but he was not interested in inquiring, let alone in a hurry, it was a day of idleness, what did it matter if he was a little earlier or later, so he asked Chen Wu to burn a stove of incense, sat down at the desk by himself, opened a book of information and governance, and studied it carefully.
He had studied this set of books with his teacher when he was eight years old, but he could only truly comprehend the profound knowledge of the emperor when he studied it again twenty years later.
Unconsciously saw that it was almost noon, Yang Shiqi came in a hurry full of sweat, and as soon as he came in, he accused again and again: "Your Highness forgives your sins, there is an emergency military situation, and the emperor convened the cabinet to discuss countermeasures with the metropolitan governor, so Weichen is late." ” "Fu Ri is in charge of everything, and you have to take the time to study with me, an idler, I am very happy if you can come" Zhu Zhanji smiled and asked Yang Shiqi to serve tea, and asked the eunuch to fan him.
"It's only April, why is it so hot" Yang Shiqi and Zhu Zhanji were obviously very familiar, took off the black yarn on their heads, picked up a handkerchief to wipe their sweat, and didn't pay attention to their appearance.
"This year's weather is really abnormal, there was no snow all winter, but there was thunder in February, I thought I could send a few spring rains to relieve the drought, who knew that it was a winter and spring drought, and the famine was inevitable" Zhu Zhanji closed the book and sighed.
"Yes, not only is there a drought here, but the grassland in the north is even more drought, the grass does not grow, the cattle and sheep do not give birth, the Mongolians are hungry and screaming, and they are working on the old business again" Yang Shiqi drank tea and told the latest situation to his grandson.
In fact, not only Yang Shiqi, but also Yang Rong will carefully explain the changes in the court situation to His Royal Highness the Taisun, and even the emperor's words and deeds will tell the truth.
Although Zhu Zhanji has his own channels to hear information from the outside world, it is no match for first-hand information from the mouths of cabinet scholars This obviously did not belong to the scope of the scholars' teaching, but they were colluding with the emperor behind their backs.
It all started three years ago, when the grandson had just been grounded at home, and Yang Shiqi gave him a lecture for the first time.
At that time, His Royal Highness the Taisun had just suffered a fiasco, and he tried his best to escape humiliating death, and was confined to the palace by the emperor and did not allow him to contact the ministers.
Zhu Zhanji's mood at that time can be imagined, he didn't know how many bottles and cans he smashed, how many eunuchs and palace maids he beaten, but he couldn't vent the evil fire in his heart At that time, the two were also sitting in this lecture hall, which was naturally far from being as intimate and harmonious as today, and it was even difficult for Zhu Zhanji to hide his hostility towards Yang Shiqi.
He thought that his father was not at ease when he locked himself in the palace, and sent these scholars to monitor him On weekdays, of course, Zhu Zhanji knows that he should hide his true emotions as much as possible, and it is good to have a good relationship with these scholars, so that they can say a few bad things about themselves.
But Zhu Zhanji was holding back the evil fire in his heart, he couldn't do it with his father, and he couldn't do it with his father's dog Zhu Zhanji raised his eyebrows, but Yang Shiqi said with a spring breeze on his face: "Your Highness, don't reject people thousands of miles away like this, Weichen is here to help you." ” "Help me, what can you do to help orphans" Zhu Zhanji asked with a sneer.
"Wechen can help His Highness stabilize his foundation, and he can help His Highness to become a great treasure in the future."
Yang Shiqi is colorful.
"Hmph, Bachelor Yang has the wrong stinky foot, I have been beaten into the cold palace by my father, and the next step should be abolished" Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "You should go to find Zhu Zhanjun."
"Your Royal Highness laughed, you are the grandson of the first emperor, you have reigned for more than 20 years, and the first emperor even has an edict located in His Royal Highness, in the hearts of the subjects of the world, you are the only prince."
Yang Shiqi's expression became more and more serious, and he said in a deep voice.
Zhu Zhan was still sneering, and when he heard the four words of the edict of succession, he became vigilant, and said: "I also said that it was not a lackey sent by my father, but he still wanted to deceive me into being an idiot" Saying, gritted his teeth and said: "Since my father is still so uneasy, he simply gave me death with a direct will, so I still look like an emperor?"
Yang Shiqi turned a deaf ear to Zhu Zhanji's disobedient words, and still said lightly: "Your Highness's words are out of standard, calm down and think about it, will the emperor send me to say these words?"
"Hmph" Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly, still forcing himself not to be carried away by anger.
As soon as he calmed down, he realized that he had already written a letter of guarantee to tell the whole world that there was no edict.
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Now and in the future, it is no longer enough to take out the edict again.
In this case, the father will never have nothing to do, and he will not mention any more edicts, he wishes that the whole world would no longer be entangled in this matter, and how could he let the scholars come to have nothing to do If it weren't for his father's instructions, then Yang Shiqi's attitude would have been very understandable Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shiqi suspiciously, and said ambiguously: "What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the point, is it still meaningful to say these things now":