"Du Chengyuan has some impressions, in the literary examination that year, he was the only one in Taiwu Province to obtain the viscount title, and it happened that the position of governor of Taiwu Province was vacant, so I let him serve as the governor of Taiwu. ”

Hongwen Tianzi looked at the music on the dragon case, and after being silent for a while, he raised his head slightly to look at the cabinet scholar who was bowing, and said, "Bachelor Wang, you come to analyze it." ”

Wang Mingyang took a deep breath, this matter is not trivial, it is related to the Great Xia Sheji, and it also involves the governor of a province.

"The minister thinks that after this Fang Mansion cultivates the spiritual rice, it will definitely face two choices, one is to conceal this matter, but to write to the Governor's Mansion and the imperial court, but at present, the imperial court has not received any ...... from Taiwu Province."

"Maybe it's because Taiwu Province is too far away from Jingshi, after Fang Fu wrote to the Governor's Mansion, Song Shu may still be on the way. ”

"But judging from Cao Zi's recital, there are traces of asking for merit for the children of Fangfu between the lines, and it is 100,000 people who are in a hurry to reach the heavens, according to the ministers, this is Cao Zi asking His Majesty for help, and the Governor's Mansion should have concealed this matter, and Du Jiajun must have waved south to Wuling, and the line of life and death is ......"

Wang Mingyang said as he spoke, bowed to the ground again, it seemed that the civil officials of Great Xia liked to bow down and speak, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, according to the minister's opinion, if Governor Du Chengyuan secretly detains the spiritual rice and cultivates the method, it will not take ten years, and a group of tiger and wolf teachers who feed on their talents will rise in Taiwu." ”

Hearing this, the cold light in the eyes of Hongwen Tianzi Long's eyes flashed away, and he slapped his palm on the dragon case, and said: "Du Chengyuan is so bold, does he intend to rebel?"

Wang Mingyang's body trembled, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, and said: "This is just some speculation by the minister, maybe Du Chengyuan's performance is on the way." ”

Hongwen Tianzi sneered: "If the Fang Mansion is useful, why does Cao Zi need to rush to the heavens with 100,000 people? It seems that someone in the Fang Mansion has already guessed Du Chengyuan's ambitions, so he asked Cao Zi to write to me......

The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

Wang Mingyang was silent, as a cabinet scholar, from the moment he saw this flying dragon letter that could reach the heavens, he knew that this matter would not be a simple recital.

The matter of Lingdao can be written by the Governor's Palace, and there is no need for a viscount to waste the book on the Feilong letterhead.

Undoubtedly, the Fang Mansion, which cultivated the spiritual rice of the blessing of the society, was afraid that a disaster would befall him, or that he was aware of the ambition of the Governor's Mansion.

"I gave Governor Du Chengyuan seven days, if the performance about the food of Wuling's talent did not reach my dragon case, Du Chengyuan, the head of the person fell to the ground!"

Hongwen Tianzi is the benevolent monarch in the eyes of the important ministers of Great Xia, these years of hard work, the country of Great Xia and the people are safe, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the literati have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, a sign of great prosperity.

But in Renjun's heart, he also has a sharpened butcher's knife, and he will look at the head of anyone who touches the fundamental interests of Great Xia at any time.

After Wang Mingyang, a member of the Cabinet University, left, a look of exhaustion appeared on the face of Hongwen Tianzi.

The Son of Heaven is not an easy task, although there are ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the cabinet of the right hand, there are still endless things to deal with in the huge country.

I only hope that the rivers and mountains of Great Xia can be better and live up to the expectations of our ancestors and ancestors.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, please take care of the dragon's body!" the shrill voice of the great eunuch Liu Jing reminded Hongwen Tianzi.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Hongwen Tianzi's mouth, looking at the night outside the door, the deep palace was lonely, and the laughter of children seemed to sound in his mind.

"Liu Jing, did you hear it?" my emperor is shouting my father's ......" Hongwen Tianzi listened carefully to something, and his eyes were slightly red after half a ring.

"Your Majesty, woo woo~ His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must be somewhere in Great Xia......"

The eunuch Liu Jing fell to his knees and cried.

Hongwen Tianzi married a Queen Cao in his life, and originally had three children, but both of them died young, but the youngest prince, His Royal Highness, was taken away from the deep palace one night thirteen years ago, and has not been heard from since.

And Hongwen Tianzi was also furious, and the butcher's knife cut off the head of the head of the palace guard, and even the people who took care of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were severely punished.

For more than ten years, Da Xiazi's pro-army Jinyiwei has never given up the investigation, but he has still found nothing for so many years.

A kingdom shall not be without a king for a day, but a king shall not be without heirs.

A generation of benevolent monarchs and Hongwen Tianzi seem to have noticed something, and they miss His Royal Highness the Crown Prince more and more, and at the same time worry about who should be handed over to the Great Xia in a hundred years?

"Liu Jing, we have to speed up the investigation of the whereabouts of His Royal Highness the Prince, it has been thirteen years, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also seventeen years old, I can't wait. ”

The Son of Heaven Hongwen looked at the red-eyed eunuch Liu Jing and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has three red moles on his left buttocks, which are in a straight line...... Inform Wu Yabin, the commander of Jinyiwei, that within a year, I must find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, otherwise, ...... He'll go back to his hometown!"

"Yes!"

Liu Jing was ordered to retire, and Hongwen Tianzi took out a child's rattle from the study and turned it gently......

Only then did a smile appear on his face.

......

Three days later, the Fang Mansion of Wuling County ushered in a special guest, the county guard Chen Tingjun paid his respects and officially visited the head of the inner courtyard of the Fang Mansion and the ancestor Fang Zhen.

Fang Yan, the head of the inner courtyard of the Fang family, has been in charge of the inner courtyard of the Fang family for more than 20 years, and his prestige has already reached its peak.

But in the face of Fang Zhen, the ancestor of the Fang family, Fang Yan was a junior salute, and sat in the lobby with the county guard Chen Ting.

The white-haired Old Ancestor Fang Zhen sat in the high hall, gently blowing the hot tea in the teacup and taking a sip.

"I don't know if Lord Chen came from afar and visited in person, what is the so-called matter? What's the matter, just let Fang Yan go to the county guard's mansion. ”

Fang Zhen put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Chen Tingjun with a light smile.

This ancestor who watched the Fang Mansion develop from an ordinary family to a prestigious family, now he didn't know that the Governor's Mansion was going south, but instead tasted the expensive tea contentmently.

Chen Tingjun couldn't wait to go up and slap this bad old man awake, of course he would definitely not do this, he looked at Fang Zhen who didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and chuckled: "It's not a big deal, this county guard heard that the governor Lord Du is coming to Wuling......"

Well?

Fang Zhen's body was slightly shocked, and his eyes showed a vigilant expression.

Fang Yan was even more outrageous, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Fang Zhen was an old Jianghu after all, and he looked like he couldn't understand Chen Tingjun's words, and said: "Oh, Lord Governor wants to inspect Wuling? This is a good thing, I heard that Chen Junshou is addicted to chess, and many things are neglected to manage......

Chen Junshou was suddenly unhappy, this Fang Zhen was simply demolishing his platform, and immediately snorted coldly: "Lord Ben is in charge of Wuling County, does everything under his rule need to be known by Fang Zhen Ancestor?

"You're old, Fang Zhen Ancestor!"

(End of chapter)