Chapter 1156 Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills
Jin Youzi didn't even return to the post station, and left Jinan directly, and even the luggage was still stored and packed, so that people could quickly catch up with him and deliver it to him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Along the way, Bachelor Jin was too tormented. I think he boasted about Haikou in front of the emperor and vowed to bring Wang Xian back, but now he fled like a lost dog. It can really be said that he came with great ambition and returned with disgrace, how can he explain to the emperor after he returns to Beijing? How do you explain this to your colleagues? How to face the earth-shattering laughter from the government and the opposition?
The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he became, the more angry he became, he didn't think about tea and dinner all day long, and he fell ill all of a sudden before he left the Shandong boundary. Chang Sui saw that his whole body was burning like charcoal, and he wanted to quickly find a nearby city to live in, so that he could delay the doctor's medicine and treat Bachelor Jin's illness.
Who knew that Jin Youzi was in a half-sober and half-confused state, but still insisted on asking, "Where are you going?" β
Chang Sui replied: "Texas." β
"No, no." Jin Youzi immediately shouted: "If you don't go, don't go, this official swears not to enter Wang Xian's territory again!" "He was already suffering from a severe wind chill, and at the moment he was too emotional, coughing violently, and even coughing up blood. was so frightened that the elders did not possess their souls, worried that he would die, and they smashed their jobs.
However, they didn't dare to disobey Jin Youzi, so they really didn't enter Dezhou City, and persevered in the ice and snow for two more days, until they reached the boundary of Shandong, and when they arrived in Cangzhou City, the dying Jin Bachelor lived in the warm prefect's yamen, and a doctor gave him a pulse and prescribed medicine.
After a few days in Cangzhou, his condition stabilized slightly, and Jin Youzi struggled to get on the road again. The prefect of Cangzhou advised him to stay longer and wait until his illness improved before leaving. Jin Youzi hissed: "With the king's life in his body, how dare he stay for a moment?" After thanking the Cangzhou prefect for his hospitality, he resolutely went on the road.
The prefect of Cangzhou seemed to be moved by Jin Youzi, and after he returned, he wrote to his colleagues in Beijing, touting the noble sentiments of Jin Youzi's devotion to duty and dedication. Then, these words quickly reached Zhu Gaochi's ears, and His Majesty the Emperor hurriedly ordered Jinyiwei to pick up Bachelor Jin, and also sent people from the Tai Hospital to set off with Jinyiwei, making sure that Bachelor's health was safe.
Ten days later, Jin Yiwei took Jin Youzi, who was thin and only had a handful of bones left, back to the capital. To Bachelor Kim's disappointment, apart from his son and a few protΓ©gΓ©s, few people went out of the city to greet him.
"No......" Jin Youzi looked at the kittens with blank eyes, and murmured in his heart: "According to the routine, it should be the officials and scholars who came to welcome me back to Beijing......
"Father, it's Chinese New Year's Eve today, and everyone is busy celebrating the New Year...... Jin Youzi's son understood his father's heart and whispered in his ear.
"Oh......" Jin Youzi was relieved.
After entering the Yongding Gate, Jinyiwei wanted to send Jin Youzi home, and Jin Youzi made a fuss about going to the palace to resume his life, saying 'The king's life has not been restored, and he dares to go home'?
Zhu Gaochi had no choice but to let the eunuch pass the decree out, saying that the bachelor's body was important, and everything else should be put aside first, go home to recuperate with peace of mind, have a good New Year, and talk about what is done after the New Year.
Jin Youzi stopped insisting and asked people to send him home......
This year's wax moon is a small month, there is no Chinese New Year's Eve, and the next day is New Year's Day. This year's New Year's Day is not ordinary, because from this day on, the Ming Dynasty will change to Yuan Hongxi!
In the hearts of Zhu Gaochi and his civil officials, it is natural to expect that the chapter of Yongle will be completely over, and the Ming Dynasty will completely enter the Hongxi era. I don't want the Yongle era to pass, and there are many people who try their best to resist the arrival of the Hongxi era.
This can be seen from the New Year's banquet in the palace, the atmosphere of the whole banquet is very low and weird, the nobles have a straight face, not a drop of wine, only coldly look at the civil officials who are trying to enliven the atmosphere, especially those few scholars.
Such a scene appeared at the first New Year's banquet after the new monarch ascended the throne, and Zhu Gaochi's face naturally couldn't see anywhere. Seeing that the Sacred Heart was displeased, Yang Rong picked up the wine glass, walked in front of the British Father, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this New Year, you have to take the lead in rejoicing." Come, Xiaguan will give you a drink! β
Yang Rong's wine glass hung in front of Zhang Fu, and his eyes looked at him fixedly.
In the golden hall, the voice suddenly became eight points lower, and all the ministers looked at the two of them, not knowing how Zhang Fu would react.
I saw that the British Duke glanced at Yang Rong, didn't look at the glass of wine, and said in a flat tone: "I'm sorry bachelor, the first emperor has not been buried yet, and my father doesn't drink a drop of wine." β
There was an uproar in the "Buzz ......" field, and the officials never expected that the British duke, who had always strictly adhered to neutrality, would actually say such sharp words -- the spearhead was pointed at Zhu Gaochi, who was sitting on the dragon chair!
The emperor's face darkened by two points, and the suspicion in his eyes flashed.
Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting at the head of the emperor, couldn't help but glance at each other with several henchmen, and they all saw the joy in each other's eyes, and then hurriedly lowered his head to eat vegetables.
"Grandpa's words are inappropriate, aren't they?" Yang Rong secretly shouted bad luck in his heart, but the fire he lit naturally had to be responsible for extinguishing the fire. Fixed, he looked at Zhang Fu with a smile and said: "According to the etiquette system, the Son of Heaven is in mourning, which is different from ordinary people. The Son of Heaven is mourning, and the days are replacing the months, and the twenty-seven days of mourning are equal to the twenty-seven months of our courtiers! β
"Bachelor Yang's words are heartbroken, where do I question the emperor's meaning?" Zhang Fu said that he was frightened, but his face was still expressionless, and he said unhurriedly: "You also said just now, the Son of Heaven will be mourned on the twenty-seventh day. But we, as courtiers, can't mourn and rejoice so quickly. β
Zhang Fu's last four words, 'mourning and seeking joy', are really like four cannons, which shook the emperor's ears in the hall and stunned them!
I thought that the British Duke was a kind person, but I didn't expect him to be so mean and vicious! How dissatisfied this should be with the emperor!
"English Princess!" Yang Pu has always regarded himself as an old hen who protects the emperor, and when he was furious, he took the case and said: "You are too disagreeable! In all dynasties, the Spring Festival on the first day of the change of the Yuan Dynasty had to give a banquet, how did it become a joy hunt when it came to the emperor? β
"Yes, this banquet is the etiquette system of the imperial court, Your Majesty, as a human monarch, cannot only take care of his own sorrows, and waste the government affairs of the imperial court and the etiquette system of the country!" The secretary of the Ministry of Rites also hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the people are mourning, and the emperor is mourning!" Saying that, he arched his hand towards Zhu Gaochi and choked up: "The first emperor died, and the emperor's grief is heavier than ours combined, but what can I do as a human king?" You can only hide your grief in your heart, govern the country and perform your duties as if nothing has happened on the surface! Today's banquet is the emperor's duty! Grandpa, as courtiers, we shouldn't be able to understand the emperor's pain, let alone sprinkle salt on the emperor's wounds! β
The civil official's mouth was naturally not good, and he dismantled the British public platform in a few moments.
Just when the nobles were sweating for the British public, Zhang Fu stood up, shook Zhu Gaochi deeply, and hissed: "Your Majesty, the minister should die, he shouldn't say these stupid words!" Such a disappointment! β
The civil officials couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the hearts of the nobles fell to the bottom, and everyone thought that the British public had admitted it.
Zhu Gaochi's face was a little pale, and he was about to speak, but he saw Zhang Fu's eyes red, and he actually shed tears, and then he choked up: "My Zhang Fu's father died early, and in my heart, the first emperor is like a father." Every festive season, I miss my relatives, this is a big holiday, I want to be the emperor......"
As he spoke, the British public wept silently. The truth can't be talked about civil officials, Lao Tzu will talk to you about feelings! Cry fuck!
It doesn't matter if he cries, it immediately caused Cheng Guogong and others to also howl, and all the nobles suffered a year's grievances, and at this moment they vented out, crying louder and louder, completely covering the singing and dancing in the hall and the sound of firecrackers outside the hall!
Zhu Gaochi's face was pale, and his hands under the case trembled, but he couldn't do it again, so he could only watch the nobles perform coldly, and when they were finished, he said coldly: "It's because I didn't think it through, since you feel that today's banquet is out of place, let's disperse." β
After speaking, Emperor Huo Ran got up and quickly left with the support of the eunuch.
As soon as Zhu Gaochi left, the nobles immediately stopped crying and looked at Yang Shiqi and the others coldly. When the civil officials saw them bullying the king so unabashedly, they were not small. Seeing that the two sides were about to make a move, fortunately, there were still old qualifications recognized by Jianyi and Xia Yuanji, who were recognized by the civil and military generals, so they persuaded the two sides to leave.
On the first day of the New Year, there was an eternal scandal of civil and military fights.
But leaving the palace with indignation, the civil and military generals who walked on both sides clearly knew very well that today was only temporarily suppressing the conflict, and in the near future, the contradiction will definitely break out!
On the second day of the Lunar New Year the next day, Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi took advantage of New Year's greetings to visit Jin Youzi, who was recuperating at home.
The three of them are friends of life and death wearing a pair of pants, and naturally there is nothing to hide, Jin Youzi's son directly brought the two scholars into his father's bedroom.
As soon as he entered, Er Yang smelled a strong smell of medicine, Yang Rong looked at Jin Youzi, who was lying on the bed with a sallow face, and looked like he had no breath in and out, and scolded with a smile: "What medicine to take for the New Year, don't be afraid of bad luck." β
"So much at this time?" Jin Youzi smiled bitterly: "It's important to save your life. β
"I think so, it's important to save face." Yang Shiqi looked at the prescription on the table and said coldly.
The corners of Jin Youzi's mouth twitched, and when he saw Er Yang looking at him with a narrow face, he knew that his little trick couldn't blind these two people at all. I had to smile bitterly and said, "What, you can see that I'm acting?" β
"Well, too hard." Yang Shiqi smiled narrowly and said: "The traces of the performance are too heavy, have you listened too much to the drama, or have you read too many history books?" Don't know if you can't do both? β
"Hey......" Jin Youzi sat up suddenly, his movements were so brisk that he looked a little half-dead. He rubbed his face vigorously, rubbed off a layer of yellow mask, and sighed: "You should also know how embarrassing I am in Jinan, I don't need a bitter trick, how can I still have the face to go back to Beijing?" β