In the Xinuan Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao paced back to the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up an apple in the fruit bowl, turned around and handed it to a person.

Zhang Weixian was a little confused, but he still subconsciously took the fruit.

This fruit, before the palace was sent to the warm pavilion, it was in the ice cellar to let go of the cold, and he just held it in his hand, and he heard the Emperor of the Apocalypse in front of him lightly remind:

"Put it on your face."

The fruit was applied to Zhang Weixian's face, and the cold chill instantly dispelled the warmth of the summer day, and a chill rolled on the hot face.

"What does it feel?"

Zhu Youxiao asked.

Zhang Weixian knew that the emperor had ulterior motives in doing this, but at this time, what could he answer?

"Cool..."

"Yes, it's cold, it's cool."

Hearing this, Zhang Weixian, Han Yi, and Wei Zhongxian's hearts all chuckled.

Zhu Youxiao laughed, quite self-deprecating, turned around and sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, crossed Erlang's legs, and said in a condensed voice:

"My heart is so cold."

"Several Aiqing are all important ministers of the imperial court, and when they come out of this Xinuan Pavilion and stomp their feet, the entire Ming Dynasty will tremble, and if something like this happens, your hearts..."

"Is it cool?"

"Cool, the emperor's heart is cold, the old slave's heart is even colder, cold to the bone!" Wei Zhongxian's body was so committed that he actually cried.

"You get up, Han Yi, I ask you, what do you think if the imperial court wants to deal with the king of the rebellion?"

When asked about this, the atmosphere of the entire Xinuan Pavilion was solemn.

Han Yi lowered his eyes, Zhu Youxiao's bright yellow boots came into his eyes, and the imperial sword on the wall that flashed with cold light met his pupils.

His pupils shrank, and Han Yi shook his body and said:

"King Fu connived at the robbery of the imperial silver by his own clan, and the sin was not in himself, but in the palace that no one persuaded him, so that he went astray."

"The emperor should punish him slightly, take it as a warning, order him to correct it, and contribute to the court."

"In this way, there is the way of the Holy King..."

"The Way of the Holy Monarch?" Zhu Youxiao smiled, got up and walked in front of Han Yi, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Before, you didn't say that I was the king of the Emperor, but now, Jiangnan scholars are still spreading the word of mouth, saying that I am going to be punished for raising eunuchs."

"Every time this happens, I become a saint?"

"Your Majesty—" Han Yi's lips opened slightly.

"The Son of Heaven violates the law, the common people are guilty of the same crime, and my imperial uncle is in rebellion, so there is no need to punish him?"

Zhu Youxiao came to the eaves of the window, looked at the sunset outside the warm pavilion, and said quietly: "Go down, the cabinet and the six ministries don't have to worry about this matter." ”

"Your Majesty..."

Han Yi's eyes widened.

"I said, go down." Zhu Youxiao turned around slowly, his eyes were slightly tight, and he put his hands behind his back, looking like he couldn't be denied.

"The minister retired."

After Han Yi left, Zhu Youxiao said lightly:

"British Duke, last year, I ordered you to be the regent of the sect's mansion, and you were the governor of the Jingying, you can deal with this matter."

Zhang Weixian's heart sank, but he still came.

After all, I still can't hide from it, whether it's a blessing or a curse, I have to grit my teeth and fight hard, and deal with the blessed king Zhu Changxun, this is not a beautiful difference!

"Obey the order!"

"The factory minister stays, you go down."

Zhu Youxiao's words made people unable to hear the slightest emotion, and the back of this emperor was full of ruthlessness.

After Zhang Weixian left, Wei Zhongxian also felt a little afraid of being alone with the emperor for the first time.

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Luoyang, Fuwangfu.

After the last incident, the entire Fuwang Mansion seems to have changed little, but the civil officials and military generals in Luoyang City are making noise and looking like they are afraid of it.

Although Zhu Changxun did not jump out openly, he connived at the sons and daughters of the clan to smash the Luoyang Supervision Department in the name of competing for the imperial family, and his intention is self-evident.

Last time, Zhu Youxiao passed through Luoyang and killed a prince of Zhu Changxun's own domain on the spot.

At that time, because the Yongwei battalion and the requisitioned army gathered in Luoyang, and the imperial court also used troops to quell the rebellion, Zhu Changxun broke his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach without saying anything.

Less than a year after the victory in the southwest, he began to become more and more perverse.

Inside and outside the main hall of King Fu's Mansion, the servants and maids shed tears, and in front of the people from the Imperial Sect's Mansion, they staged a bitter love scene with pear blossoms and rain.

These people, either kneeling outside the hall or kneeling on the hall, begged the court not to be driven by rumors, and the blessed king Zhu Changxun has been in the domain since Wanli years, and he has always been well.

Even Zhu Changxun is deeply loved by the people of Luoyang, and they don't blush at all when they say it.

Zhu Changxun sat on the throne, his cloak was scattered, and the dark clouds outside the hall were thick, he looked at the people who wore armor and went to the palace, and said quietly:

"I don't know why the British are coming from afar?"

It was the British public Zhang Weixian, who came to arrest the troublesome clan relatives and returned to the sect's mansion to report his life.

This kind of errand that almost offends all the clan relatives, Zhang Weixian is a hundred unwilling in his heart, but he has been named by the emperor, and he has to do it with his scalp.

For the first time, facing the Fu King, who was the favorite of Emperor Daxing and even almost became the emperor, Zhang Weixian's performance was still very remarkable.

He bowed and saluted, unable to find the slightest fault:

"I came to Luoyang by order, arrested the clan relatives who smashed the superintendent, and asked the prince to make it convenient, don't make it difficult for the sect's mansion!"

The current Zhang Weixian seems to be not the same person as Zhu Youxiao saw on the school field at the beginning, and he is full of details.

"Troublemaker?" Zhu Changxun seemed to have already made up his mind, pretending to be stupid and said:

"The prince of this domain is making trouble, why hasn't this king heard of it?"

As he spoke, he chuckled again.

"By the way, since when has the Zongren Mansion had the right to arrest the clansmen and return to Beijing, which is unheard of in the Ming Dynasty!"

"The prince wants to know when it will be, and the minister tells the prince that it will be from today." Zhang Weixian threw out a holy oracle and said:

"Since March of the second year of the Apocalypse, the affairs of the Zongren Mansion will be directly managed by the Zongren Mansion, and the Ministry of Rites will only be in charge of its own affairs.

"Look, this is the oracle of His Majesty the Emperor today."

Zhu Changxun held it in his hand, and his face kept changing.

In fact, he didn't expect that he, the imperial nephew, would have such a great determination to oppose his own Fu Wang and even the entire royal family.

These are his own family!

This is the world of our old Zhu family, not your Zhu Youxiao alone, in terms of seniority and qualifications, which one is not your elder!

As soon as this holy oracle comes out, it is equivalent to Zhu Youxiao and the royal family surnamed Zhu declaring war!

The Zongren Mansion, under the overt and covert restructuring of Zhu Youxiao for more than a year, has now completely become an institution that checks and balances and restricts the children and children of the royal family.

Zhu Youxiao will have this action, it must be his own support!

In the battle of the southwest, the personal prestige of Zhu Youxiao, the emperor, was completely different from the previous Taichang, and he was able to mobilize the five southwestern provinces to quell the chaos with a holy edict.

That can also be a holy decree to mobilize the soldiers and horses of the whole country to arrest the troublesome vassal king!

For these, Zhu Changxun still understood very well in his heart, he threw down the holy oracle, stepped on it with only socks, and stepped forward with his fat body shallowly, and said:

"Which royal prince of this clan is going to be arrested by the Zongren Mansion?"

"King Yingshang, Zhu Youju."

When Zhu Changxun heard this, he was not calm, King Yi's Wan'an made trouble, why did your Zongren Mansion arrest my son?