Chapter 50: Conspiracy

Lu Wenyuan put down the pen and inkstone in his hand, came to the hall and knelt down and said: "When the minister heard the emperor say this, he knew that the emperor would not offend the ministers......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Shiyang, and said angrily: "How do you know that I won't blame you, and I guess the holy will without permission, I see that you are becoming more and more presumptuous!"

Lu Wenyuan still knelt calmly, but sighed and said: "If the emperor wants to cut down the minister, it will be as easy as pinching an ant to death, but at least Rong Chen will finish speaking." ”

After a pause, seeing that the emperor was listening angrily, he continued: "The minister was fortunate to see the scene of the emperor's imperial approval in the palace yesterday, the emperor ate for a while, drank tea for a while, and talked to King Kangping for a while and rode a horse, which shows that the harem is full of troubles, and it is not a place where people can concentrate and concentrate. For example, a few days ago, the prefect of Datong begged the Ministry of Industry to send reinforcements to the flood control fortifications, and the emperor only because he was late for a while, the fortifications could not be completed in time, and the embankment along the river was washed away, and thousands of people suffered because of this. ”

Zhu Shiyang said angrily: "Lu Wenyuan, you are really unashamed, why do you blame me for all the faults? Don't think that I don't know, the official of the DPRK and the Central Committee has recently been making a big announcement that your cabinet is not doing well. ”

Lu Wenyuan said: "The ministers may not be able to do things well, but is the emperor no wrong? If it is really wrong, then the Ningxia prefect Lu Xianming can also be liquidated, why did he not take any action all winter and season, and he had to wait until the spring flood was about to think of the emergency repair of the fortifications......

Zhu Shiyang interrupted him with a sneer: "I can hear it, you can't stand many accusations from the officials, and you are wronged when you come to me! If you really have the ability, you can write a bullet chapter and argue with that class of officials, and if you don't come here to find me, I don't have to be happy, I don't bother to listen!"

Zhu Shiyang's words were quite harsh, and the end note was cold, echoing in the slightly empty imperial study. He thought that Lu Wenyuan would come back soon, but he didn't hear his voice after a while.

Zhu Shiyang had some doubts in his heart, but he was standing with his back to Lu Wenyuan at the moment, unable to see the situation behind him, and wanted to turn back but couldn't wipe off his face, so he had to continue to hold on. After another half an hour, Zhu Shiyang's heart became more and more suspicious, and he almost couldn't help but look back, but he heard Lu Wenyuan's voice finally sound at this time, his tone was extremely cold, and he said word for word: "Is it so unbearable in the emperor's heart?"

These words were really like a heavy hammer, smashing on Zhu Shiyang's heart. Zhu Shiyang turned his head and saw Lu Wenyuan kneeling behind him with his eyes down, his face was a little sad, his brows were slightly locked, and he was extremely sad.

Zhu Shiyang had never seen his expression, and he didn't even feel a sigh in his heart, and saw Lu Wenyuan finally raise his head slowly, and said with a wry smile: "The minister just said that everyone is at fault, not to defend himself, but to say that the affairs of the DPRK and China are complicated, and no one can complete it by themselves, and it needs to be coordinated between the monarch and the ministers, the central and local governments, and various ministries and departments." The minister asked the emperor to come here for imperial approval, hoping that the emperor could concentrate on political affairs. Only when the emperor is diligent in his administration, can the hundreds of officials in the court accept the inspiration, and each can improve his ability, and the whole court can cooperate with each other and improve efficiency, and the society in the world can prosper as a result. ”

As he spoke, he slowly leaned over, picked up the pieces scattered all over the ground one by one, and put them on the imperial case: "Please ask the emperor to read the chapters, and the ministers will retire first." ”

Zhu Shiyang watched him out, and he didn't know how to react for a while. If it is false to say that he is not resentful, the dignified generation of kings was held hostage by cabinet ministers, which has never happened in the Ming Dynasty, but he was more worried about Lu Wenyuan, just because he looked at his scene, he seemed to be hurt by himself.

Zhu Shiyang didn't know what was wrong with him, the emperor was the only one in the world, and it was said that whoever hurt his heart deserved it, but he didn't want to hurt Lu Wenyuan. Zhu Shiyang stood in place for a long time, feeling extremely guilty, and secretly opened the cotton curtain to see that the five members of the cabinet were waiting outside the hall, refusing to stay away.

Zhu Shiyang looked back at the chapter on the imperial case, and finally sighed, put down the cotton curtain in his hand, walked to the back of the table and sat down, raised his pen and solemnly reviewed it.

There were not many recitals on this day, Zhu Shiyang concentrated his heart, and it was completed in less than an hour, and after greeting the five members of the cabinet, he went back to the inner palace. Lu Wenyuan didn't say much afterwards, and when he heard the emperor finish the recital, he just lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head to thank the Holy Grace, and he couldn't see a lot of affection. Zhu Shiyang had no bottom in his heart, and he had been thinking about it on the way back to the palace, and when he played chess with Zhu Shiji, he was also absent-minded and regretted his chess again and again.

Zhu Shiji was a little helpless by him, so he had to pick up a chess piece that he had just put down and said with a wry smile: "Brother Huang, what's the matter, I went to the imperial study with an atmosphere, and I came back and was worried?"

Zhu Shiyang sighed again and again, but did not answer, just because he was afraid of hurting Lu Wenyuan's heart, but how to tell Zhu Shiji that he knew that he was afraid of losing the face of the Son of Heaven. Raising his hand and pushing aside Zhu Shiji's chess pieces again, he rearranged his sunspots, and said: "I am worried that this group of rebel ministers has no ruler, and I don't know how to toss me in the future." ”

Zhu Shiji said with a smile: "Brother Huang was worried about this. However, the minister thinks that the imperial brother's group of ministers is very cute, and in order to make the imperial brother diligent and use all the tricks, he really wants to laugh at the ministers. As he spoke, he approached Zhu Shiyang again and said, "The imperial brother himself is actually not really angry, the minister is really happy to see the imperial brother." ”

Zhu Shiyang made a tiger face and said: "Who said that? I was almost angry with them, and I just didn't bother to care about them." With that, he lowered his head with a gloomy face and studied the chessboard.

Zhu Shiji didn't care a lot, he thought that he was able to break the sky, and his face became more and more proud. Zhu Shiyang didn't bother to bother with him, and played a few more steps concentratingly, but his heart suddenly moved, and he raised his head and asked, "Does King Kangping have time recently?"

Zhu Shiji held his chin and pouted: "The imperial brother doesn't know yet, the last thing the younger brother lacks is time." ”

Zhu Shiyang said: "This is very good, then I will give you a task, you must complete it quickly, and you must not fail me." ”

Zhu Shiji leaned over with an interested look and said, "What task?"

Zhu Shiyang beckoned: "You come closer." ”

Zhu Shiji hurriedly did so, and the two of them touched their heads head, hand to hand, and plotted in a low voice.