King Ping has been in the house for several years, in addition to taking care of that little business, he basically listens to music, watches dances, and has fun in the house. ψ No matter how strong the wind and rain outside, as long as it can't blow Pingwangfu, he doesn't care, so he has gained weight again in recent years.
Of course, this time the wind and rain have covered the head of King Ping's mansion, and King Ping does not plan to pursue it.
The wind and rain outside are too strong to destroy the Pingwang Mansion!
King Ping seems to be deaf to what is going on outside the window, but in the capital, one of the only remaining princes, and is deeply trusted by Zhu Xu and reused, how can he be alone and enjoy peace?
No, it was calculated a while ago and lost 10,000 taels of silver, and now someone has come directly to the door.
The person in front of him, in his thirties, is a jinshi in the sixth year of the Apocalypse, and it stands to reason that his current official position should not be low, but he is a believer in the Donglin Party.
King Ping listened to his generous speech, his face was expressionless, and his small eyes did not blink.
The handmaidens beside him who pressed his shoulders were too frightened to make a sound, shrunk their heads, and trembled.
These words of this person are completely rebellious, and they almost seek rebellion.
This person said a lot, then looked at King Ping with fixed eyes, and said with a deep face: "Lord Wang, shouldn't you say a word!"
” King Ping straightened the clothes in front of him, tilted his head, and his expression remained motionless.
He knew very well that the sound of the 'Fallen Pavilion' outside was noisy, and many people in the court had different thoughts, all of them thinking about the fall of Sun Chuanting openly or secretly, adding fuel to the fire.
Sun Chuanting has done too many things this year, these things are equivalent to condemning everyone, and he is the specific implementer of Zhu Xu's great government, and he is destined to be spurned and opposed by everyone, and he can't wait to crush his bones and ashes.
King Ping didn't speak, and he was surprisingly calm.
It stands to reason that under such a generous statement, when it comes to the family law of the ancestors, as a descendant, we must refute one or two, and take care of the whole son and self-esteem.
But King Ping just didn't, calm as usual.
This scholar stared at King Ping, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "Lord, you won't covet wealth and wealth for the sake of reluctance, and you don't even want the family law formulated by Taizu Taizong, right?"
” King Ping is also a long-standing ups and downs, and he is one of the victims of the national capital dispute that year, and he has experienced too much, where will he be deceived by this person's agitation.
"What do you want this king to do?"
King Ping opened his mouth lightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a hint of indifference.
Seeing that King Ping had finally spoken, the scholar suddenly said: "Please ask the prince to go to the emperor, depose Sun Chuanting, trace back to the original, restore the ancestral system, and comfort the ancestors and ancestors in the spirit of the sky!"
” King Ping's fat body leaned back on the chair, stared at this person, and said, "Who asked you to come?"
” The scholar frowned and said, "Lord Wang, these are the heartfelt words of the students, don't you really have a little touch and a little idea?"
” King Ping looked at this scholar, struggled forward, picked up a cup of tea, held the teacup and said: "Young man, listen to my advice, ambition is a good thing, but being used by others will kill people." ” The scholar listened to King Ping's words, without any fluctuations, let alone anger, raised his hand and said: "Since the prince refuses to help the great righteousness, then the student will not embarrass you, the student will leave, and he will go to the palace." ” King Ping looked at his back, his expression became quite serious, and even showed a rare hint of murderous intent.
The entire Ming Dynasty can see that the current emperor has a delicate relationship with his fifth brother King Xin, and that rumor has always been in the hearts of everyone in the government and the opposition.
'Believe in the king or not, Jingzheng is not right' - these eight words, as time goes by, more and more people believe that even some people who were in front of the apocalypse died in the first place, their hearts were shaken.
For King Ping, it is not only that the throne of the Apocalypse is undoubted, and the human and material evidence is irrefutable, but also that the current emperor has been on the throne for more than ten years and has already completely mastered the court situation, and he is also promoting the 'Jingzheng New Deal' involving all aspects of the Ming Dynasty.
Something big is definitely going to happen!
The consequences of that are chilling to think about.
King Ping squinted his small eyes, but in the end he didn't do anything, shook his head silently, and sighed to himself: "I hope that the old wǔbù will make a mistake and make the emperor embarrassed." ” This scholar left the Pingwang Mansion and went straight to the Xinwang Mansion, but what he didn't expect was that the porter told him that the Xinwang was not in the mansion.
The reader was full of suspicions, and he didn't know if Zhu Youzhen was really not in the mansion, or if he had secretly gone elsewhere, but today's plan was not good, so he had to go back.
But all this news will be collected from various channels on Sun Chuanting's desk, which makes him even more stressed.
At night, the cabinet is brightly lit and crowded, still busy.
Not to mention those petty officials, even Sun Chuanting, King Jing, Fu Changzong and others never left, and they still stayed up late in the cabinet.
In the middle of the night, Bao Liyou tried to open a pair of panda eyes, came to Sun Chuanting's room, and said, "My lord, there is no way yet, Wang Ge's old family said that they will be on the road at noon tomorrow at the latest." ” Sun Chuanting's face turned a little pale, he raised his head, a rare look of exhaustion appeared in his eyes, put down his pen, and said, "Zhuge Elder, six departments, there is no way?"
” Bao Liyou nodded, and said helplessly: "Wang Ge is a filial son, and it is already difficult to stay for a day, involving the road of human relations, if you stay more, I am afraid that you will blame the adult." ” Sun Chuanting rubbed his temples and said, "Okay, I know." ” Bao Liyou looked at Sun Chuanting's tired state and thought that they were still optimistic at the beginning.
I thought that it would be easy to take over the government that Bi Ziyan had been in charge of for many years, but now the pressure is enough to crush them to pieces, and it is far from being as easy as expected.
Bao Liyou silently retreated, looking at the seemingly never-ending snow, and sighed lightly in his heart.
Wang Qiaonian's resignation this time may open a hole in the cabinet, and the surging tide of attacks will be surging against, and the next target will be Sun Chuanting.
"What should I do?"
Bao Liyou stood in front of the hall, wrapped in clothes, facing the cold wind, and whispered to himself.
"What should I do?"
This sentence sounded in many places.
Even some of the last officials can feel that something big is going to happen in the imperial court.
If Sun Chuanting really left in disgrace, what would the imperial court do?
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Even if Bi Ziyan comes back, I'm afraid he won't be able to clean up the mess now, right?
When everyone was thinking about who could clean up this mess, they couldn't help but miss Zhu Xulai.
With him in the capital, there are people who carry big things, and he has the ability to control the court situation and will not collapse.
As long as he is here, no matter how big the storm is for so many years, the situation will always be stable.
Sun Chuanting, after all, is just a cabinet minister, and he is the target of everyone's face-to-face and frontal attack.
'Your Majesty, why haven't you returned to Beijing at this time?'
’ This night, I don't know how many people looked in the direction of Nan Zhili and muttered to themselves.
While feeling uneasy, I waited for the storm after Wang Qiaonian's resignation tomorrow.