In the days that followed, Zhu Yunwen turned his eyes away from his uncles and turned to his people.

The cheers of the people of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the gratitude and determination of the prisoners to turn over a new leaf, and the songs made up for him by the people who regained the land, these are all his medals.

Leaning on them, he fell asleep sweetly.

At this moment, Zhu Yunwen is tired and depressed, is it right or wrong to choose to cut the domain? How could he know which was the right way out?

In the darkness, a familiar figure walked towards him, like a dazzling light in the night.

He rubbed his eyes, Grandpa!

Zhu Yunwen's whole body trembled, and every drop of blood boiled.

Grandpa Huang's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

"Bing'er, how did you become an emperor? Why are you pushing your uncles to the brink one by one? I trust you so much, I passed the throne to you, you are the king of a country, and your uncles are only vassal kings, why can't you tolerate them? ”

Zhu Yunwen bounced off the dragon chair, feeling that he was not even qualified to sit, and "pounced" on his knees, his forehead against the ground, and every pore on his body was filled with deep guilt.

"Grandpa Huang, grandson...... I don't want to cut the domain, but ...... Uncles won't let their grandchildren go...... The ministers who left the emperor's grandfather to his grandson wanted his grandson to cut the domain. What should my grandchildren do? ”

The imperial grandfather grabbed his hair and lifted his head: "You are the emperor!" Never ask what to do! ”

Zhu Yunwen gritted his teeth and kept shaking his head.

Grandpa Huang looked at an incompetent successor, and his angry lips were reluctant to spit out a word.

"My grandson knows my mistake!" Zhu Yunwen was heartbroken, when did the imperial grandfather treat him like this.

He jumped forward and tried to hug the emperor's leg, but he pounced.

The figure of the imperial grandfather began to blur, but he still shook his head, and his disappointed expression continued unabated.

Zhu Yunwen burst into tears, stretched out a hand, and whispered: "Don't go!" Don't go! ”

"Your Majesty, you can't let King Yan stay in Beiping, otherwise King Yan will hit Jingshi!"

A death-defying voice completely drove away the last faint shadow of the imperial grandfather.

Zhu Yunwen was annoyed and ashamed, grabbed a piece of the music and threw it at His Majesty's household servant Zhuo Jing.

Zhuo Jing's face was covered with blood, but he was still righteous and awe-inspiring, and recited loudly: "The husband will be cute but not moved, a few; The amount of time can be done, the potential is also, the potential is not to be rigid can not be broken, almost not to the clear can not be detected. ”①

After reading it, Zhuo Jing spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground and died.

"Shut up!" Zhu Yunwen roared, and a fist fell heavily to the ground.

The pain in his heart rushed from his arm to his head, and he opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky and white sun in horror, and the hall was empty except him.

Zhu Yunwen struggled to stand up and sat back on the dragon chair, not noticing the bruising of his fists and bulging out a big bag.

His eyes were fixed on the blood-thicker than water chapter of King Yan on the dragon case, which pierced his heart like a sharp sword, wickedly slashing away the thoughts and confidence he had built up over the past two months.

However, his eyes could not avoid it.

The more he hides, the stronger the evil becomes. The more he hid, the more disappointed Grandpa would be in him. The more he dodged, the more he would fall from this position and never get up again.

"Someone! Summoning Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai, Fang Xiaoru, Mei Yin! Zhu Yunwen's voice soared to the top of the heavy eaves hall and echoed above the Fengtian Palace.

Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai, Fang Xiaoru and Mei Yin rushed to the Fengtian Hall with thunderous speed.

The current emperor is completely different from when he first ascended the throne, and passive governance has become active governance.

Zhu Yunwen only sleeps two hours a day, and his young body bursts with endless energy.

His ideas are like the rays of the sun. He thought like a spring, and immediately decided, the minister must follow hard, and if he is not careful, he will be left far behind.

Zhu Yunwen pointed to the music in front of him: "Look at it, King Yan's accusation against me." ”

His back was away from the comfortable backrest, and he rested his hand on the dragon case, as if preparing to deal with a flood beast.

All four of them were taken aback, and their own conjectures came into being.

The eunuch first handed the recital of King Yan to Qi Tai.

After Qi Tai read it, he passed it to Huang Zicheng.

The last two struggled to finish reading King Yan's recitals in an increasingly dull air.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Qi Tai, he was the first to read it, and he also thought about it for the longest time.

"Yesterday, Zhuo Shilang's remarks coincided with the minister's thoughts. The harm of King Yan must not be taken lightly. It is imperative for the king of Yanyan to go out of Beiping, and the sooner the better. As for sealing Nanchang, or deposing him as a concubine, or putting him under house arrest, the minister thought that as long as he seized the military power of King Yan, moved him out of his lair, and lost his original power, he would not be afraid of it! ”

Listening to Qi Tai's words, Zhu Yunwen frowned, he didn't hear a word that could solve his troubles.

Huang Zicheng hurriedly played the chapter and discussed the chapter: "King Yan is not ashamed to speak loudly, avoid the real and attack the false, the emperor doesn't have to pay attention to it." The cutting of the feudal domain is going well, and it will soon be the turn of King Yan. At this time, his intention to play the court is obvious, he is doing a dying struggle! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. King Yan tried his best to win the emperor's sympathy, and the emperor must not have the kindness of a woman at this important juncture. Fang Xiaoru only classified King Yan's tearful recital as a simple sentence.

In the end, Mei Yin was left, and a little pitiful expectation flashed in Zhu Yunwen's eyes.

The words of the first three ministers had not yet made him relieved of King Yan's recital, and had not yet convinced him that ignoring the connection of family affection was the only right choice for him now.

What the three adults said was that King Yan's intention was obviously to make the emperor blame, guilty, and emotional, so as to let him go. Because he knew that after the five vassal kings, it would soon be his turn. However, the minister deduced that the purpose of King Yan's move was not only that. He also wanted to stall for time. With the character of King Yan, he will not sit still. It will take time to plan a mutiny, so he wants to use his flesh and blood affection to temporarily stabilize the emperor. When he is ready, he will definitely raise an army to attack Yingtian. ”

Zhu Yunwen took a deep breath. His guilt grew weaker and weaker.

Huang Zicheng struck while the iron was hot: "The former emperor once said before his death that among all the princes, the first emperor was the most relieved to be King Yan. The depth of Yanwang City Mansion is well known. The imperial court should immediately start moving to get ahead of the curve. ”

Fang Xiaoru went forward and followed: "The first emperor also mentioned Ye Boju before his death, and the first emperor was always worried that the Ming Dynasty would form a situation of 'weak cadres and strong branches'!" Your Majesty, although the imperial court has now cut five vassal kings, these five vassal kings are not as good as one Yan king. The emperor must not be soft-hearted, only when the court becomes a strong cadre, the Ming Dynasty can be stable, and the emperor will not live up to the trust of the emperor! ”

Note: (1) Quote from "The History of the Ming Dynasty: The Biography of Zhuo Jing"