"Thirty-five years after Zhang Wu, the Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and my grandson led troops many times and took the lead in quelling the rebellion!"
"My grandson opened up his voice and accepted advice..."
p>"My grandson organized the big family and opened up the tax base for the court..."
"My grandson..."
Zhu Xianming said a lot, and put his life's achievements into All told.
I have to say that he did do many great things, and he was indeed an outstanding emperor.
He originally thought that after doing so much, he would be able to convince the world and be forgiven by his grandfather.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhu Shenzhuo, who was sitting on the dragon throne, angrily shouted: "You treacherous evildoer...you still don't kneel down!"
Zhu Xianming instinctively wanted to kneel down. , just like thirty years ago, he was trembling in front of the ancestors and never dared to have any thoughts of disobedience.
But after all, he has been the emperor for more than ten years. He has experienced great changes in the last thirty years, and his character is far more resolute than the little prince back then.
So even though his knees were slightly bent, Zhu Xianming finally stood up straight again and looked at the grandfather sitting on the dragon chair with great reluctance, his hair and beard all white but not angry and proud.
That was the person he respected all his life, and the only person he was extremely afraid of.
"Kneel down!" Zhu Shenzhuo stood up.
Zhu Xianming's legs were trembling, and there was sadness and anger on his face. He saw Prince Li and the others laughing, but his legs were still trembling.
"Master Shizu, my father is innocent of any crime!"
A loud and resolute voice sounded from the side, and Zhu Xianming knew it was Lao Shisan without even having to hear it.
I thought I was the enemy of the whole world and had no one to rely on. But now that I heard Zhu Jinghong’s voice, Zhu Xianming, who was originally pessimistic, desperate and frightened, was infused with energy and courage in an instant. .
So at this moment, facing his grandfather on the throne, he raised his head again.
"Grandpa, I am not guilty!" Zhu Xianming did not explain too much.
On the throne, Zhu Shenzhuo's eyes were like spitting fire, staring at Zhu Xianming who was under the imperial steps.
"Come here, put this traitor to death!"
Immediately, guards came from the left and right, and after controlling Zhu Xianming extremely roughly, they directly pressed him to the ground. Then a guard drew out his saber...
Seeing the blade getting closer and closer, Zhu Xianming was extremely frightened.
Although he is an emperor, in the final analysis he is a human being, and he is a person who does not want to die.
His mouth was dry, his eyes were splitting, his body was trembling, he was struggling desperately...
However, everything he did was of no avail. When the guard raised his knife, When he slashed hard, Zhu Xianming roared: "Old Thirteen, protect me!"
On the royal couch in Qianqing Palace, Zhu Xianming suddenly sat up.
His clothes were wet with cold sweat, and the quilt covering him was torn.
The situation in the dream still affected him, making him still in the same situation.In a state of shock, he couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Several young eunuchs came to the bed. They were responsible for serving closely so that they could listen to orders and do things at any time.
"Call Thirteen, call Thirteen!"
Zhu Xianming's tone was urgent. It was obvious that he had not recovered yet, because the dream just now was too real, let alone an experience. The scene he was most afraid of in his life.
"Your Majesty, do you want to pass it on to His Highness Prince Xiang?" the young eunuch replied bravely.
After being asked this question, Zhu Xianming became a little more alert, and then his mind gradually became clear.
Another eunuch asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Master is far away in the southeast, but we want to send a decree to invite him to return to Beijing?"
At this time, Zhu Xianming had recovered. Calm down, he knew he had lost his composure.
He adjusted his breathing and said solemnly: "It's okay, get out!"
"Yes!"
After several young eunuchs retreated, Zhu Xianming tightened the quilt and closed his eyes slightly. He sat alone on the couch with his forehead in his hands and thought about the situation just now.
Although he knew it was a dream, Zhu Xianming was still frightened when he thought about it now.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think, if there really is an underworld or a paradise in the west, how would he face the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty and the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty.
While Zhu Xianming was thinking, Cheng Ying had also received the report and hurriedly entered the Qianqing Palace.
He first asked a few young eunuchs to inquire about the situation. After understanding the details, he sternly ordered that the matter should not be discussed again tonight, otherwise he would be beaten to death.
A few people didn't understand the deeper meaning, but those on duty in Qianqing Palace knew best that they should not say anything, otherwise they would be making fun of themselves and their families.
After giving these instructions, the old eunuch Cheng Yingfang entered the emperor's bedroom. At this moment, Zhu Xianming was still sitting on the couch.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Cheng Ying is Zhu Xianming's confidant and one of the few people in the world who can be trusted by him, so Zhu Xianming is willing to say a few words.
"I just had a dream. Master Shizu said that I was a traitor and wanted to kill me..."
After hearing these words and combining them with the little eunuch's reply just now, Cheng Ying understood the emperor's intention.
He really didn't expect that the emperor had such trust in Prince Xiang that he would only think of him to protect him in times of crisis.
"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Master has won a great victory in the southeast, and I think he will return to Beijing soon!"
"Yes!"
Yes! After a sound, Zhu Xianming asked again: "What time is it now?"
"Your Majesty, it has just passed the ugly time!"
In other words, from the time the emperor washed up and went to bed until now, About an hour passed.
"Go down, I have a rest!"
"I will wait for His Majesty to go to bed!"
Step forward and help the emperor to sleep, Cheng Ying is destroyed There were a few candlelights, and thenExited the dormitory.
On the eighth day of April in the fifteenth year of Orthodoxy, the almanac says that today is a good day.
Originally, Feng Yuan didn't really believe this, but when he received an invitation, his ideas were shaken a bit.
The invitation came from his classmate, inviting him to attend the banquet tonight, to be precise, it was the Zhengyi Celebration Banquet.
At this banquet, the main guests were of course civil and military officials, and local nobles and some students were also invited.
There are many students from the seven southeastern provinces, but the number of students participating in the conference is only fifty, so it is not easy to get this invitation.
Getting this invitation was all thanks to that classmate Feng Yuan.
This person's name is Li Ziheng. He participated in the Spring Festival for the first time last year and ranked 25th in the second class of high school. He is only twenty-five years old now. He can definitely be regarded as a young and promising person.
The fact that Feng Yuan was able to receive this invitation was obviously recognized by Li Ziheng. This shows that he is also a very good person, and he can make such friends in the Imperial College.
Feng Yuan studies very hard, and has experienced ups and downs. He has a very high level of knowledge and understanding in life, work, and knowledge. It is not surprising that he is valued by people with the same ability.
Of course, the fact that Feng Yuan helped Li Ziheng and took special care of his self-esteem played a big role in why they were so close.
Unfortunately, when the imperial examination reached the general examination level, the test scores did not exactly match the level of knowledge, so Feng Yuan failed.
"Brother Ziheng, your gift is too heavy, call me..."
Due to his excellent ranking in the scientific examination, Li Ziheng ended his "observation of politics" in the Ministry of Civil Affairs After training, he was assigned to an aristocratic government office such as the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and then was sent to Jinling to serve as a censor for inspecting farmers.
Li Ziheng's family conditions are very poor. He suffered and was bullied a lot when he was a child. After becoming an official, he naturally hated evil as much as hatred.
Originally, with a character like his, it would be difficult for him to get along in the officialdom. He might also be accused of "making a reputation for being honest and causing trouble in the place", and then he would be dismissed from office in a daze.
But Li Ziheng was lucky. He encountered a war in the southeast and encountered Jia Yucun who wanted to collect grain.
In this context, Li Ziheng used the Ming Dynasty Law to attack the powerful, and he was absolutely perfect.
This also led to his outstanding performance in the entire Jinling censor system, so he was deeply appreciated by Jia Yucun.
For this reason, Li Ziheng got the recommendation and then gave the invitation to Feng Yuan.
"Brother Feng, your knowledge is not inferior to mine. You are qualified to go to this celebration banquet!"
"Besides, you are a person of integrity and lofty ambitions. , it will be of great benefit to the country and the people. A righteous officialdom needs people like you..."
Looking at Li Ziheng talking eloquently in front of him, Feng Yuan felt extremely ashamed. He thought he had no counterpart. So well said.
For example, if he becomes an official, although he will definitely stick to the bottom line in doing things, his words will definitely be much smoother, and he will never take these righteousness seriously.If so, keep talking.
He has long understood the truth that in order to punish evildoers, one must be more cunning than the other party.
After hearing what Li Ziheng said a lot, Feng Yuan stopped saying words of gratitude, because it seemed a lot superficial.
"Brother Zi Heng, you should be cautious in your words and deeds in official circles now!"
"I know that Zi Qian has handled many major cases in one go since he took office. It attracted praise from the people and praise from the world!"
"But have you ever thought that you have offended many people? This is a big taboo in the officialdom!"
Others said, Li Ziheng would just treat him as a villain, then ignore him and walk away.
But he knew that Feng Yuan was not such a person, so he was willing to argue a few words.
"Brother Feng, am I still afraid of them if I am upright?"
Feng Yuan then said: "Yes... you are not afraid of them, but are they afraid of you?"
< p>"They..."Before Li Ziheng finished speaking, Feng Yuan continued: "Many of them, most of them have officials in their families, and their relationships are intertwined and help each other, and they can be connected from bottom to top. If you go to the province or even the imperial court, of course they won't be afraid of you, a seventh-grade censor?"
"You touch them because someone needs you to touch them!"
These questions, Li Ziheng never thought that Feng Yuan's words made him think deeply.
He began to re-examine what he had experienced in the past few months, and then discovered that what Feng Yuan said made sense.
Li Ziheng admired Feng Yuan even more when he became an official but did not realize this. Feng Yuan did not become an official but had a clear mind.
"Brother Feng, you have learned a lesson!"
But then, Li Ziheng clasped his fists again and said: "It is about eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor. I ask for orders for the people to help the country. I am a gentleman of this generation." I am obligated to do so!”
“Sages are like this, but they shrink from their own will. Even though there are tens of thousands of people, I will go...”
“I don’t dare to compare with the saints, but I also yearn for them. , No matter the misfortune or good fortune, this will not change!"
Li Ziheng said these words righteously, he really thought so from the bottom of his heart, and he did so from the beginning to the end.
In other words, judging from his words and deeds, he is already comparable to a saint.
"Brother Zi Heng is so noble, I can't compare to him!" Feng Yuan admitted frankly.
These topics were too heavy, so after a few brief conversations, Feng Yuan changed the topic and talked about the customs and customs of Jinling.
Place food and wine, chat and have fun.
After seeing off Li Ziheng, Feng Yuan returned to his home.
Unexpectedly, just after he entered the house, a boy came over and reported that Jia Baoyu had gone for a walk and disappeared, leaving only a letter in the room.
"Bring me the letter!" Feng Yuan asked eagerly.
After Jia Baoyu was beaten with a cane, he was seriously injured. After returning to Yingtian, he rested in the Jia family's old house.
It feels much better after half a month., but he was always depressed. In order to relieve his boredom, his servants took him out of the city to the Feng family.
Feng Yuan and Jia Baoyu chatted a lot, but failed to understand each other. The only progress was to let Jia Baoyu say a few more words.
I wanted to enlighten him slowly later, but unexpectedly Jia Baoyu disappeared while playing, which made Feng Yuan extremely anxious.
Opening the letter, Feng Yuan read it carefully.
Jia Baoyu’s letter was three pages long, and it only said one thing: he had seen through the world of mortals and planned to become a monk, and hoped that his family and friends would not miss him, let alone come to him.
"Alas!" Feng Yuan was helpless.
"Uncle Feng, what should we do?" The boys were very anxious.
Feng Yuan said: "You send people to find it first, and then take this letter back to the clan. After reading it, the masters and ladies of Rongguo Mansion will not embarrass you!"
In Jia Baoyu's letter, he specifically mentioned not to embarrass his servant, which shows that this guy still has a conscience.
"Yes!"
The Jia family's boys were confused and could only do what Feng Yuan said at this moment.
"The world is unpredictable, there is nothing you can do about it!"
"Perhaps for him, escaping from the world is a good outcome, better than being unable to figure out how to live and die!"
After muttering a few words in his mind, Feng Yuan finally sighed a few times and stopped worrying too much about the matter.
Not only people from the Jia family were looking for him, but Feng Yuan also sent people from his family to look for him. However, after searching for two days with no results, Feng Yuan had no choice but to give up.
Soon, the time came to April 12th, which was the day when the banquet was held.
Feng Yuan packed up his mood, changed his clothes, and set off in a sedan chair. He arrived outside Yingtian Palace at Youchu (five o'clock in the afternoon).
After a series of body searches, Feng Yuan was able to enter the palace.
Last year, the examination was held in Gongyuan. He failed and failed to enter the palace examination, so this was his first time to enter the royal palace.
After being guided for a long time inside the palace wall, Feng Yuan was taken to Yunjin Hall, which was the name changed after Taizong moved the capital. Before that, this place was called Wuying Hall.
When Feng Yuan entered the palace gate, he found that there were already many people. They were discussing in groups, and he heard many accents.
"Brother Feng, you've got it!"
A few steps into the palace gate, Feng Yuan was stopped by someone from the front, and when he took a closer look, it was Li Ziheng.
"Brother Ziheng, I guess I'm not late!"
After Li Ziheng approached, he said with a smile: "No, no, come over here to talk!"
Feng Yuan looked far away, looking at the prince's throne that had been set up on the palace steps in the distance, and asked: "His Royal Highness Prince Xiang is not here?"
Li Ziheng suppressed his smile and said: "Of course I want to come, I just have to wait for the banquet to start!"
"Now... His Highness should be at the school grounds on the east side of the palace wall, riding and shooting for fun with the generals who have arrived!"
staringAfter looking at the throne for a while, Feng Yuanfang said with emotion: "His Royal Highness King Xiang, you are so popular!"
This sudden sentence made Li Ziheng confused, and then he responded: "His Royal Highness King Xiang, take the lead and resist the enemy." External humiliation... the world certainly respects you!"
Feng Yuan smiled and said no more.
Li Ziheng has a strong character but the city is too shallow. There are some things that Feng Yuan doesn't think he should say to him.
Following Li Ziheng as he walked aside, he asked about today's banquet.
This was the first time to attend a banquet of this level. Everything was unknown to Feng Yuan, so he was very curious about what would happen next.
Of course, what made him even more excited was that he could meet the world-famous King Xiang today.
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