Zhu Zhanyan went out very smoothly and entered the palace, but he didn't see the old man.

The gate of the Qianqing Palace was closed, and Zhu Zhan Yan knelt outside the door for a morning, and the closed door opened a gap, and a head poked out.

Zhu Zhanyan looked up and saw that it was a little eunuch.

Facing Zhu Zhanyan's gaze, the little eunuch showed a pitiful look, threw something out, and then quickly withdrew his head, and the door was closed.

Zhu Zhanyan shook his head and smiled.

Whether it's the old man's willfulness or dissatisfaction, but something, he got it.

Picking up the holy decree on the ground, Zhu Zhanyan rolled it up, put it in his arms, and then bowed respectfully.

After a long time, Zhu Zhanyan slowly straightened up, slowly got up from the ground, and slowly limped away with his already numb legs.

Suddenly, he felt something strange, as if someone was staring at him.

The pace under his feet paused, Zhu Zhanyan lowered his head slightly, but he did not turn around, and walked away.

Zhu Di stood in front of the window, watching the somewhat thin figure slowly leave, expressionless.

The emperor may admit defeat, but he will never regret it.

……

Households.

"You...... Are you really going? ”

With a clattering sound, Xia Yuanji looked at the boy in front of him...... No, it should be said that it is a teenager by now.

"Why not?"

Zhu Zhanyan smiled slightly, the young man's warm smile seemed to be a sunny day, and it was not as terrifying as depicted in the script.

"It's hard to disobey the king's fate, Xia Shangshu is an old man in the court, he shouldn't know it."

"Wei Zhe knows ......it," Xia Yuanji sighed lightly.

"However, you can actually not go, Wei Zhe is also responsible for this matter, it was Wei Zhe's immature plan that made His Royal Highness the Prince ...... you"

"Xia Shangshu."

Xia Yuanji's words were interrupted by Zhu Zhanyan before he finished speaking.

It's soft-spoken, but it's full of irresistible power.

"Alas......" Xia Yuanji sighed again and bowed slightly.

"It's that Wei Zhe didn't think it through, His Royal Highness Xie Shizi reminded."

Some things can be said, some things can't.

What you can say doesn't mean you have to say it, and what you can't say doesn't mean you don't have to say it, but only if you can afford the cost.

"Okay, Xia Shangshu, let's get down to business."

For Xia Yuanji's thanks, Zhu Zhanyan didn't take it to heart.

His current situation is caused by political struggles and the partiality of the old man.

Xia Yuanji just came up with a plan full of loopholes, he was just the one who suggested it.

The old man doesn't make a decision, he suggests that it will be useless for the rest of his life.

Zhu Zhanyan would not vent his anger on Xia Yuanji, because it was useless, and because it was useless.

What's more, he wasn't actually angry, and there was no so-called anger for him to vent.

"These are the relevant details of this cattle breeding, this is the seal of the Ministry of Households, these are the ......"

Xia Yuanji took out all the things that had been prepared a long time ago from the side, and looked at Zhu Zhanyan very seriously, looking at it as if he were looking at it seriously, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He knew what happened in the Qianqing Palace that day, and he was one of the few people who knew.

Because of this, he felt very guilty.

is different from ordinary civil officials, he is actually not disgusted with Zhu Zhanyan, and can even be said to appreciate it.

The average civilian official plays politics and power, but he is not.

He plays finance, because he is different from others, as long as he plays these two words well, he has everything.

Just like now, he took care of Daming's finances in an orderly manner, and others couldn't do it, so Zhu Di would rely on him and even help him support him.

In Xia Yuanji's view, Zhu Zhanyan is a good partner.

Last year, Zhu Zhan helped the people in Hangzhou to grab grain, which increased one income and reduced one expenditure for the Ming Dynasty.

Without Zhu Zhanyan, Hangzhou's grain harvest would have been in arrears, and the imperial court's taxes would not be guaranteed, not to mention, they would have to pay for grain relief.

This year, Zhu Zhan built a Beijing Temple during the Northern Expedition, which allowed Daming to have a lot more seizures, because if there were no three "punishments", Daming would have left some protection for the survivors of Tatar.

This guarantee may account for half or even more of this seizure.

Not to mention the affairs of Yangzhou, if there is no money obtained from the house to go to the household department, the household department will not even be able to take out half of the pension money.

Therefore, for Xia Yuanji, Zhu Zhanyan is really an excellent partner.

It's just a pity that the intersection of the two in the future may be limited to the amount of money given by the imperial court to the vassal king.

"Xia Shangshu."

Xia Yuanji, whose thoughts had already flown away, suddenly came back to his senses.

"Isn't there a list of surrogates?"

Zhu Zhanyan searched for a long time but did not find the list of surrogate supporters, only the list of casualties given by the Ministry of War.

"His Royal Highness Hui Shizi, no." Xia Yuanji shook his head.

"Your Majesty said that instead of letting us decide on the surrogate, it is better to wait for Your Highness to go down and take a look before making a decision."

"After all, there's a big difference between what you see and what you actually see."

Zhu Zhanyan also nodded in agreement when he heard this.

Xia Yuanji is right, the imperial court can only decide the list of surrogate supporters through the situation reported by the military department or the local government, and the credibility of such data is too low.

Anyway, never underestimate human greed, especially when these people have a certain amount of power.

"Okay, I'll take the stuff." Zhu Zhanyan tidied it up, and then asked Zhu Ling to put things away.

"Xia Shangshu, see you back."

"Your Highness!"

As soon as Zhu Zhanyan turned around and was about to leave, Xia Yuanji stopped him.

"Xia Shangshu, is there anything else?" Zhu Zhanyan turned his head, his expression was as usual, without the slightest fluctuation.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, ......" Xia Yuanji organized the wording, but found that he could not find the right language for this situation.

"Away from home...... Stay safe. ”

"Xie Xia Shangshu cares." Zhu Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Xia Shangshu, don't worry, this time, I won't go by myself."

Xia Yuanji was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed as well.

"Gone!"

Zhu Zhanyan turned his head and waved his hand, leaving only Xia Yuanji with a back.

Looking at the back that was still a little immature, Xia Yuanji bowed slightly.

……

Jin Yiwei, Beizhen Fusi.

It's never a good place, and very few people want to come here, whether it's a civilian or an official.

"Commander Ji, meet again."

When Zhu Zhanyan arrived, Ji Gang had already led people to wait at the door.

"Ji Gang has seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

"No need, let's talk about it." Zhu Zhanyan waved his hand, he had no intention of carrying out this kind of polite etiquette and speech now.

Ji Gang took a token from a brocade guard on the side and presented it to Zhu Zhanyan with both hands.

"This, you put it away."

……

On the sixth day of the first month of the ninth year of Yongle, the prince of Han led more than 20 household officials and more than 1,300 Jinyi guards to leave Beijing.