The first wind and rain drifted away

"What you Aiqing said makes sense, the current situation in the DPRK is difficult, and it is indeed not easy to make a big move, so let Dongchang and Jinyiwei check it first!"

In the dragon court, Emperor Chongzhen nodded the dragon's head, and what you said was very reasonable, so he did what you said, and he looked like he was free from advice.

But Emperor Chongzhen's rare low-profile move made the courtiers' faces not good-looking.

Let Dongchang and Jinyi Weicha?

That's not to find a big hole!

But what can they say?

Saying that you can't check it, isn't that looking for your own death?

Whoever dares to open this mouth will probably be the first to find out to you.

Smart ministers understand that it is okay to compete with the emperor, but it must be maintained within a scale, and it must be justified.

Now, what justification do they have?

No, there is no reason.

Recently, it has been proved that the consequences of angering the emperor will not be too good, so the only way to do this is to uphold the holy will and let Dongchang and Jinyiwei investigate.

I can only ask for more blessings, hoping that I will not find out on my head.

It's not going to be easy.

Approaching the Spring Festival, this is the sentence that Beijing officials say the most to each other.

The courtiers had a hard time, but Emperor Chongzhen's life was comfortable.

Unconsciously, at the end of the eighth year of Chongzhen, a goose feather snow fell in the city of Beijing, drifting to the city, to the majestic palace, and to the thatched huts and cottages of the common people.

The entire capital is shrouded in whiteness, as if it is a world without rich and poor, noble and low.

But in this world covered in silver, some people cook wine and talk about poetry, and some people cry hunger and cold, and the situation of life is completely different.

As for the Royal Palace, that's even less to say.

Recently, Emperor Chongzhen became rich and funded the renovation of the palace.

The Forbidden City, Kunning Palace, the territory of Empress Zhou.

The hall leads to the inner room, and the big red felt carpet is spread on the ground, and the walls are inlaid with gold wire, carved into patterns, and inlaid with pearls and jade.

The beeping fire was blazing, and the whole room was as warm as spring.

Emperor Chongzhen held a wine glass, took a small sip from time to time, and said something endlessly, making Empress Zhou on the opposite side laugh.

The crown prince Zhu Cihong sat in the outer room, holding a book in his hand, but his little head looked inside from time to time, and he didn't know what his father and mother were talking about.

The five-year-old Taiping princess Zhu Yujiao was playing with the toys made by Emperor Chongzhen and the Metallurgical Division on the low floor.

This scene is undoubtedly very warm, reflecting the harmony of the Ming Palace.

It's a pity that today is destined to be a day of accidents.

Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty is always on the way to make trouble.

Suddenly, there was a sound of eager footsteps outside, and a female officer ran in and fell to the ground with a thud, and said in a trembling voice:

"The emperor, the queen, the prince Zhou Kuiyu!

Uncle Zhou Zuofu begged to see the driver! ”

After saying that, he lay on the ground and did not move.

"What?" Empress Zhou looked shocked, got up in disbelief, and then staggered.

"Xuan!"

A trace of shame flashed on Emperor Chongzhen's face, and he hurriedly stood up, supported Empress Zhou, and shouted at the palace maid.

After a while, an obese young man walked in in a filial piety robe, knelt on the ground and wailed with a sad face: "Your Majesty, your queen, my father is gone." ”

"What happened, how did you get it right?"

Emperor Chongzhen stepped forward quickly, his eyebrows furrowed, he stared at his uncle Zhou Zuofu condescendingly, and asked loudly.

In the hall, all the palace maids and eunuchs lowered their heads and stood with bated breath, not even daring to breathe.

Guozhang Zhou Kuixu, this is a big deal, especially the inexplicable sudden death without illness and disaster.

Oh no, it's going to kill people.

There were too many people in the hall, Zhou Zuofu looked around, his eyes showing hesitation.

Seeing this, Queen Zhou retreated left and right, let Zhou Zuofu get up, and then asked eagerly: "Big brother, my father has always been in good health, how can I just leave, what happened?" ”

Zhou Zuofu sighed, it seemed a little difficult to speak, but such a big thing, it can't be hidden, he was under the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen and Empress Zhou, and he said the reason for Ai Ai.

It turned out that the national abbot Zhou Kui died on the woman's belly during the day.

With that, the hall fell into an embarrassing silence.

"Well, what should I say?"

For a long time, Emperor Chongzhen sighed leisurely, as if exhausted, slowly walked to the table and sat down, poured himself three glasses of bitter wine.

In fact, he drank a few glasses of imperial wine to suppress the shock.

Lao Wang's East Factory is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and he is very talented.

With such a slippery operation, Emperor Chongzhen was very satisfied.

Let Guozhang Zhou Kui unknowingly die under the conspiracy of moral turpitude, which undoubtedly allows him to have a lot of room for maneuver.

"Your Majesty, I'm embarrassed."

Empress Zhou walked to Emperor Chongzhen's side with red eyes and a sad face, and said in a low voice.

Guozhang is not a cat or a dog, his bizarre and violent death is a major event, and the palace needs to send a royal doctor to investigate the cause of his death.

However, this immoral death would damage the royal reputation.

This matter of wiping the butt needs to be operated by the emperor.

Thinking of what her father did, Queen Zhou felt sorry for the emperor.

"Alas! The queen, please mourn, I will deal with it. ”

Emperor Chongzhen sighed again, patting Empress Zhou's softness, somewhat guilty.

Although Zhou Kui deserves to die, Queen Zhou is innocent and hopes not to hurt her.

Empress Zhou nodded weakly, there was such an unspeakable thing, she could only let the emperor deal with it.

Subsequently, Emperor Chongzhen and Zhou Zuofu left Kunning Palace, returned to Qianqing Palace and found Lao Wang.

"Dispose of all the maids and servants in the house who know the truth of the matter, and the imperial doctor will send a trustworthy person to go through the motions, and this matter will end here."

Emperor Chongzhen instructed his uncle Zhou Zuofu and Lao Wang.

Although this arrangement is unfair to the maids and servants of the Zhou Mansion, there is no fairness in the affairs of the royal family.

Otherwise, once it spreads, it will insult the majesty of the royal family.

Although, Emperor Chongzhen and Lao Wang both know the inside story.

But to do a play, you naturally have to do a full set.

"Yes!" Lao Wang and Zhou Zuofu responded clearly.

That night, Lao Wang and the Zhou family arranged everything.

So, the day after Zhou Kui's death, Emperor Chongzhen and Empress Zhou came to Zhou's mansion to pay tribute to Zhou Kui in person.

This thing still has to go.

After all, how to say it, Zhou Kui is also the father-in-law of Emperor Chongzhen and the father of Empress Zhou.

Coming down from the imperial chariot, Emperor Chongzhen looked at the gate of the Zhou Mansion full of white flags with an expressionless face, and glanced at the children of the Zhou family kneeling on the ground, "Excuse me!" ”

When everyone stood up, Emperor Chongzhen pulled Empress Zhou into the Zhou Mansion and went straight to Zhou Kui's mourning hall.

In a complicated mood, Emperor Chongzhen put a stick of incense on Zhou Kui, and then left the Zhou mansion.

As a daughter, Empress Zhou stayed behind and held a vigil with her two brothers to fulfill their filial piety.

On the way back, Emperor Chongzhen, who had stayed in the Forbidden City for a long time, did not choose Longlin, but chose to ride a horse.

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The weather was cold, the dead trees were planted in the sky, the snow began to melt, and the horses' hooves made a sound of stepping on the frozen ground.

Emperor Chongzhen took a deep breath of clear air, and asked the old king next to him with a smile: "Why is it all chopping boards?" ”

"Hui Gongzi, today's winter solstice, not big or small, is a solar term, and everyone is chopping meat stuffed with hinges."

When Lao Wang and Emperor Chongzhen traveled, they all called him Gongzi.

Emperor Chongzhen smiled with relief.

It cannot be said that the national and political situation has gradually become prosperous, but at least there have been some changes.

He has reason to believe that if the country is free of war, if the sword is forged into a plowshare, and the war is turned into a jade silk, it will change again in a few years.

After walking around the street, Emperor Chongzhen only briefly learned about the prices in the capital, and then some trivial things.

The common people are concerned about nothing more than these things.

It can be seen that Emperor Chongzhen is in a very good mood, although the national abbot Zhou Kui is dead.

But that wasn't exactly what he wanted.

"The Zhou family should also have something to do with salt politics, right?"

During the march, Emperor Chongzhen asked Lao Wang with a smile.

Zhou Kui is dead, but the matter is not over.

Because, the property has not been settled!