"Is that him? Hurry up and please. In the study, dressed in a green robe, Wang Zhi, who was sitting on the couch and reading a book, heard that the next person was coming, and the eldest grandson of Li Shimian, the former prince of the country, came to the door to ask to see him, and couldn't help but be stunned, and said hello.

After a while, Li Ji, who looked haggard and couldn't hide his weather, was led to the study. Stepping into the study, Li Ji bowed down and bowed: "The junior Li Ji has seen Wang Shangshu. ”

Wang Zhi stepped forward to help Li Ji up, looked at it a few times and then sighed: "Ruzu and the old man are ministers in the same hall, and the old man is a close friend, where can there be so many false courtesies, when I saw you in the past, I was still young, and now, I am already a young man." How is Brother Shi Mian doing now? ”

Hearing this, Li Ji's eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red, and his hoarse voice due to long-distance fatigue and running revealed a little choked: "Back to my lord, when the younger generation came, my grandfather was already dying, and now I'm afraid it's ......."

Hearing this, Wang Zhi couldn't help but look gloomy, and only after a while did he force a happy speech to let Li Ji sit down. "Then why did you come to Beijing at this time?"

"The younger generation was ordered by my grandfather to go to Beijing to study. Grandfather's order, the younger generation dares to disobey, and only hates not being able to do filial piety in front of his grandfather. Li Ji wiped the corners of his red eyes with his sleeve, took out the sandalwood box handed over to him by his grandfather from his arms, and solemnly handed it to Wang Zhi with both hands.

Wang Zhi took out the letter in the box, looked at the handwriting that had become vain, and couldn't help but have a few more memories and nostalgia in his heart.

"Your ancestors are really good ministers of the country." After reading the letter, Wang Zhi, who knew Li Shimian's intentions, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, patted his thigh and said regretfully: "Brother Shimian, if you are still in Beijing, with a minister like you here, why is the court restless?" ”

"Lord Shangshu." Seeing Wang Zhi's expression, Li Ji couldn't help but be stunned. After all, he was far away in Jiangxi, and his grandfather was no longer in the officialdom, so it was naturally difficult to know the whole picture of what happened in Jingshi, but seeing Wang Zhi like this, Li Ji's brows couldn't help but wrinkle in confusion: "Lord Shangshu, what do you mean by this?" ”

Without answering Li Ji's question, Wang Zhi, who had been pondering for a long time, stroked the snowflake-like white beard on his chin, and said with a lonely face: "This matter is really difficult, but the old man should do his best, and finally make Brother Shi Mian's last wish come to naught." You saddle your horse all the way, go and rest well, and then say that in the morning, you will enter the palace with the old man to face the saint. ”

Hearing this, although Li Ji, who had doubts in his heart, was finally able to let go of the big stone in his heart, he couldn't help but be happy: "Then the junior will thank you first." ”

Seeing Li Ji, who still couldn't hide his joy with the tired look on his face, Wang Zhi really had mixed feelings in his heart, because he knew very well the will of the Son of Heaven on this matter, but as an official of the Ming Dynasty, there were some things that he knew could not be done, and he should also do it. Thinking of this, Lao Wang's stiff waist couldn't help but straighten up, and his big hands full of green tendons and wrinkles couldn't help but clench into powerful fists.

-------------------- "Ladies and gentlemen, what else is going on?" Zhu Qiyu is high behind the dragon case, looking down on the civil and military in the palace, and now, the long beard under the chin has become thicker and thicker, but it makes his appearance look more powerful, and the career of the Son of Heaven for more than half a year has made his temperament, at least in front of the ministers, more like a great tomorrow who is good at accepting the opinions of his subordinates and can have his own opinions.

Although many times, these civil and military ministers still give Zhu Qiyu a headache, at least with the promotion and promotion of his henchmen, there are naturally more and more people who can be obedient, and Zhu Qiyu, the new emperor, can gradually get the secondment and praise of his subordinates.

However, Zhu Qiyu was still not satisfied, because many ministers in the court were still deeply grateful to the elder brother who was captured by the Watt Assassins on the grassland, such as those nobles who were persuaded by their brother to persuade the Tile Assassin Taishi to return to the Ming Dynasty, these groups with great influence in the Ming military maintained a great favor towards Zhu Qizhen.

This made Zhu Qiyu feel uncomfortable, but also helpless, although he edicted the world, this is the benevolence of his own son of heaven who inspired the tile thorn, but the actual situation, everyone knows it, but there is no need to say it in order to offend himself, the son of heaven in power.

As the ministers came out of class one by one to perform government affairs, Zhu Qiyu could only put away those ideas, listened carefully, and asked the cabinet's opinion. And Wang Zhi, the official who has always been headed by him in the court, has been hanging his eyebrows and closing his eyes, which makes everyone a little puzzled, but some people have found out that this old man is wrong, maybe this son is preparing to compete with the Son of Heaven for something.

An hour has passed, it is time to play, and it is time to deal with it, just when Zhu Qiyu was about to get up and leave the dragon chair, Wang Zhi seemed to have just woken up from his sleep: "Your Majesty, the old minister has something to play." ”

"Oh, what's going on with Lao Qing's family today, why don't you play it early?" Zhu Qiyu rolled his eyes secretly, sat back on the dragon chair, and said with a pleasant expression.

Wang went out of the class without changing his face and said: "Your Majesty, Li Shi, the former prince of the country, urged his eldest grandson Li Ji to go to Beijing to write to His Majesty. ”

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly stagnated, and Yu Qian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Wang Zhi's body. Zhu Qiyu's body couldn't help but straighten up, and suddenly heard that the famous hob meat of the Ming Dynasty, who had scolded several emperors, was actually going to be in the book, and Zhu Qiyu was also a little hairy in his heart.

After all, since Li Shimian became an official, as long as he is in the court, there is no emperor who has not been scolded by him, even if he doesn't point at your nose to scold, he often scolds Huai, which makes the Son of Heaven very faceless, but the problem is that this guy is a top melon character in Qingliu, and after he served as the prince of the country, he has countless admirers.

Zhu Qiyu was glad that this old man was no longer in the court some time ago, but he didn't expect that he was unwilling to be lonely and let his eldest grandson travel thousands of miles to Beijing to come to the school. Zhu Qiyu only needs to think about it with his toes, and he knows that this old guy is definitely not here to praise himself when he goes to the book.

"Damn, Wang Zhi, you're an old bastard, you're really a bastard, isn't this a **naked slap on my face?" Zhu Qiyu felt that the dragon chair under his buttocks seemed to have countless extra needles, and he couldn't sit at ease.

And the ministers in the palace couldn't help but begin to communicate with their eyes, at this time, the new cabinet members had already come out of the crowd at this time: "Your Majesty, Li Xianjiu is the old minister of the four dynasties, the pillar of the country, now, outside the court, still worried about state affairs, should be a model for the world, I hope Your Majesty will allow Li Ji to enter the palace." ”

When the business came out, almost all the young officials who swiped the vote jumped out. The voice of "the minister seconded the ......" was endless in the hall, Zhu Qiyu almost vomited blood in his heart, but he was helpless, there was a reason why Shang Yuan jumped out so quickly.

The fathers and ancestors of the merchant are not the same. In his early years, he was valued by Wang Rui. Xuande ten years of township test first, in the solution of the yuan, after repeated attempts, then in Taixue to study, in Taixue, by the Guozi priest wine Li Shimian appreciated and respected, it is thanks to Li Shimian's attentive guidance and teaching, after a lapse of ten years after the orthodox ten years will test first, for the Yuan, and then the first point of the palace test for the champion, three yuan and the first light, in addition to Huang Guan who was removed by Zhu Di, only he has won this honor, how can he not be grateful and speak to his teacher.

"Isn't it too hasty to enter the palace without an official position?" Wang Wen couldn't help but come out and shout, but in exchange for the contemptuous eyes of countless courtiers.

"In the past, when the Han Dynasty was called, Chun Yu Tiying entered the palace to save his father, and Ti Ying was just a woman, and she could calmly face the king, don't you think that today's son is not as good as Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty back then?" Lao Wang rolled his eyes and shouted.

As soon as -------------------- words came out, Wang Wen grinned for a long time but was silent. "Damn, this old thing, even pulled out the things of more than a thousand years ago." But the problem is that Wang Wen doesn't dare to say this, whoever makes Lao Wang straight has already been on the line, Zhu Qiyu no longer has to be cheeky, and he can't be a naked scoundrel, he will definitely be despised by civil and military officials.

"Since all the ministers have seconded it, what does it matter if I see it." Zhu Qiyu also kept comparing his middle finger to the old Wang who blocked his back road with words, but he had to continue to wear an awkward smile on his face, and said with a calm expression.

The waiting time was not very long, the kung fu of the tea, the head of the white filial piety, the face of the sad Li Ji appeared in the hall, saw Li Ji with filial piety, all the ministers closed their mouths, looking at this tall young man.

After entering the hall, Li Ji respectfully knelt on the ground. "Caomin Jiangxi Anfu Li Ji, knock to see Your Majesty."

"Pingshen, why do you enter the temple with filial piety?" Zhu Qiyu frowned slightly, and said with a hint of displeasure.

"Back to Your Majesty, just this morning, the grass people heard that their grandfather had passed away, their grandfather had died, and the grass people were the eldest grandsons......" Speaking of this, Li Ji's voice was already choked up, and among the courtiers, many ministers who were in the same hall as Li Shimian couldn't help but look gloomy.

Zhu Qiyu was naturally embarrassed to pursue it again, so he could only sigh a few words of relief, and sighed about the exploits of Li Shimian, an old minister of the Four Dynasties, and asked the Ministry of Rites to prepare.

"Listen to Wang Qingyan, your ancestor asked you to write to me, but is there such a thing?" Zhu Qiyu looked at the hourglass beside him, the time was close to noon, and he had made an appointment with Hang Guifei, but now, it had dragged on for so long, which made Zhu Qiyu's heart more and more impatient.

"Exactly, this is written by the grandfather of the grass people in front of the sickbed, and the grass people are specially ordered to present it to His Majesty." Li Ji respectfully untied the sandalwood box, offered it with both hands, and did not wait for the eunuch to come to take it, but the old Wang Zhi stepped forward quickly, and took the sandalwood box in Li Ji's hand with the respect of Shangshu.

"Wang Lao Aiqing, you are ......" Zhu Qiyu grinned, but he didn't know whether to reprimand Wang Zhijun for his previous misconduct, Wang Zhi couldn't wait to open the sandalwood box, took out the letter written by Li Shimian's own hand, and read it on the spot......

(To be continued)