Chapter Ninety-Eight: I want to let go of the Jianshu people
Finally getting out of these warblers and warblers, Zhu Qizhen looked at Concubine Wu Xian, who was restless.
"Qi Zhen has seen Concubine Xian Niangniang".
Zhu Qizhen bowed slightly, which made Concubine Wu Xian a little at a loss, and said again and again: "I can't do it, I can't do it, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has tormented me." ”
No matter what Concubine Wu Xian said, she was also the concubine of the first emperor, and Zhu Qizhen treated her with courtesy.
It's just that Concubine Wu Xian has a ghost in her heart, and she can't tell what Zhu Qizhen is going to do with this move, so she is a little chaotic.
"By the way, there is one thing, I had something yesterday, and I was busy with the back of my mind, and I haven't told Concubine Xian yet.
In the days when I was away, King Yu shared a lot of burdens for me, and this body and bones can be said to be much worse than when I went on the expedition.
Thinking of King Yu's body, I have asked him to go back to the house to rest, and I also let the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital sit in the palace of King Yu, and let the pro-army be on duty, so that King Yu can recuperate for a few days. ”
Concubine Wu Xian listened to it.
To her ears, these words were almost like the emperor sharpening his knife to her.
But on the face, Concubine Wu Xian still forced a smile on her face, "That, that's good, King Yu's body has not been good, Your Majesty can let him recuperate with peace of mind, this is his great blessing." ”
Then, Concubine Wu Xian was a little absent-minded, but Empress Dowager Sun mentioned Zhu Qiyu from time to time, which made her even more upset.
Now the mother and mother are meat on someone's chopping board, and life and death are people's words.
Then, Zhu Qizhen's eyes fell on Queen Qian.
Looking at Queen Qian, who was radiant and very different, Zhu Qizhen remembered last night.
Last night, it was a little overdone......
When the bullying was terrible, Queen Qian's crying pear blossoms brought rain, which made his heart even more angry.
After Queen Qian sensed her gaze, for some reason, she felt that her body was soft.
The palace people presented tea, and a group of people also chatted.
Zhu Qizhen didn't have any taboos, and when he talked about Wara, he seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Not to mention, these days in Warat really reminded me of a person."
Everyone held their breath and waited for His Majesty to follow.
Zhu Qizhen unhurriedly popped out his personal name: "Jianshu people." ”
The others are okay, they know how to compete for favor one by one, where do they know what Jianshu is.
But Queen Qian, Empress Dowager Sun, and Concubine Wu Xian are different, and their complexions have all changed.
Built, built by the people?
The second son of Emperor Jianwen, Zhu Wengui.
Since he was one year old, he has been imprisoned within the high walls of Fengyang.
His existence has to be involved in the world-shaking martyrdom for more than 40 years.
When Nanjing was conquered that year, Zhu Wengui's father Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen and brother Zhu Wenkui did not know what happened, and his mother Empress Ma died by self-immolation. Zhu Wengui was only two years old at the time, and was later imprisoned by Chengzu in Guang'an Palace in the central capital for a long time, known as Jianshu.
And then this hurdle can be worth nearly 50 years.
In the end, I don't know cows and horses, and I don't know anything about men and women.
Now calculated, the mysterious missing Emperor Jianwen, even if he can live until now, he will be seventy.
As the saying goes, life is rare for seventy years, and it is unlikely that you will live until now.
Therefore, this Jianshu man is probably the last bloodline of Prince Yiwen in the world.
And if you really talk about it, he is also the great-grandson of Emperor Gao.
It is precisely because of this identity that everyone from Taizong to His Majesty today is feared.
Even if he was as generous as Hong Xirenzong, he never thought of letting him out.
There is no other way, his identity has always been a piece of the heart of today's royal family.
Even if there was a prosperous era of Yongle in the past and the rule of Renxuan in the future, it will not be recorded in the history books that Taizong inherited the throne in order.
Dazong is the vein of Prince Yiwen.
The Yan Wang family will eventually take the nephew's throne from the uncle, and replace the big sect with a small clan.
"Emperor, mention this ......"
Empress Dowager Sun asked stubbornly.
Concubine Wu Xian was also nervous, she believed that the emperor would not mention this matter for no reason.
Suddenly, a terrible thought popped into Concubine Wu Xian's mind.
Emperor, shouldn't the emperor want to follow Taizong's example of what he did to Yu'er and Jianji.
It's not that there is no possibility, the Zhu family is ruthless and ruthless to anyone who wants to get on the throne.
Concubine Wu Xian's heart was swallowed up little by little by this terrifying thought at this time, she almost wanted to pounce in front of Zhu Qizhen, kowtow and beg for mercy, and take all the blame, that is, she was cut by a thousand knives.
As long as Qi Yu and Jianji can be spared.
"I think that this Jianshu man, in terms of seniority, and I can be regarded as an uncle.
Fifty years ago, there is no need to affect future generations now.
I thought about it, and in the past few days, I have discussed with the hundred officials, released him, and then went to Beijing to buy him a house, let him marry a wife and have children, and treat him with courtesy. ”
Empress Dowager Sun was so shocked that she couldn't say anything to herself, and she didn't understand what her son thought about at all.
It's been locked up for 50 years, why release it?
Taizong, Xuanzong didn't let go, what do you want to do with him? If you cause any trouble, how can you get it, and you can't honestly lock it up until you die?
Empress Dowager Sun wanted to speak, but when she heard the words of discussing with the hundred officials, she remembered yesterday's events, but she still didn't say anything.
It was Queen Qian, who had a clue.
Your Majesty, this is a feeling.
In these days in Wara, the Ming Emperor really became a prisoner, and then he remembered the Jianshu people who had been imprisoned for 50 years.
If you don't say that husband and wife are of the same heart, Queen Qian guessed Zhu Qizhen's thoughts, but it was very accurate.
In history, Zhu Qizhen released the Jianshu people, not only because of the year of Wara, but also because of the tragic experience of Nangong for eight years, which made Zhu Qizhen feel sympathetic to this uncle.
Of course, Zhu Qizhen brought up this matter now, and he had his own plans, and it was by no means just sympathy.
Among them, the strangest reaction was Concubine Wu Xian.
She blinked her eyes and turned cloudy, not like the six gods and no masters, she actually had a smile on her face, touting that Zhu Qizhen was extremely benevolent and virtuous, and the saint was worthy of it.
"What a smart man, it's only a lot of effort to understand the joints.
If she hadn't come back early, she would have waited a few days, Zhu Qiyu would have sat in a big seat, she was in charge of the harem, wouldn't her daughter-in-law and old lady be eaten to death by her. ”
Zhu Qizhen said silently in his heart.
understood what Zhu Qizhen meant, how could Concubine Wu Xian be unhappy?
She only knew that the emperor had put her under house arrest, which showed that the emperor had not yet figured out how to deal with Qi Yu.
Kill, release, all in his thoughts.
But just now when the emperor mentioned Jianshuren, he gave Concubine Wu Xian a reassurance.
What kind of person is Jianshu and what is his identity?
Since the emperor wants to release him from the Fengyang high wall, isn't it just to have a reputation for benevolence?
Since you want this reputation, then your own son, not to mention anything else, it is not a problem to save a life.
After all, if at this time, if he executed his own brother, Xuanzong's second son, what would the people of the world think?
You even let Jianwen's son go, but you didn't let go of your younger brother, where is this Renjun, it's clearly just a hypocrite.
At that time, I didn't eat the mutton, but I made a fuss.