In the harem Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youzheng played chess with Empress Zhang Yan to relieve the irritability of the past two days.

But Wei Zhongxian's body kept swaying at the door of the side hall, which really upset the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Zhu Youxiao frowned, and slammed the chess pieces in his hand on the wooden chessboard, making a clattering sound, which was extremely harsh.

The queen mother pursed her lips, pinched the white chess pieces with her slender fingers for a long time, and looked at her husband with some concern.

Half an hour later

"Wei Chao, if you have something, come in and talk, if there is nothing to do, don't dangle in front of me!"

Wei Zhongxian, who was reprimanded by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, was not afraid to retreat, but stood by the door with humility and respect on his face: "Your Majesty, before a stick of incense, Liu Yijing and others arrived in Beijing. ”

"Huh?" Zhu Youxiao's fingers pinching the chess pieces suddenly tightened.

These days, the repeated mood is vividly expressed at this moment.

This Emperor of the Apocalypse, who not only wants to tighten the authority in his hands, but also does not want to confront the civil official group head-on, not only wants the Duke of Langguo to stand in front of him, but also has the determination to transfer Wang Qi back from Jizhou Mansion immediately.

This kind of contradiction and hesitant thinking really made His Majesty the Emperor extremely tired.

If Wang Qi is here, he will inevitably say: Your Majesty, this is too much spiritual internal friction.

Sometimes, the cruel truth is: without ruthlessness and decisiveness, or without cold-bloodedness, it is true that you can't be a superior person.

"Your Majesty, those people in Donglin will not give up, what do they want to do after overthrowing the Duke of Langguo? Your Majesty should know better than our family," Wei Zhongxian fanned the flames on the side, and said word by word: "Civil officials have always regarded the orthodoxy of the world, and Han Yi once said: The scholars and the Son of Heaven share the world, among which the Son of Heaven hangs the arch, and the scholars decide everything, which is the great rule."

As soon as Wei Zhongxian's words came out, even with the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, the temperature dropped by several degrees.

The eunuch and palace maid on the side only felt trembling and almost fainted.

Did Han Yi say this?

Wei Zhongxian didn't know what an unknown scholar had said when he was looking at Jinyiwei's secret performance in the past few days.

But when a man dies and presses on his head, can the dead refute it?

Moreover, what are the Donglin guys thinking in their heads?

Really the world doesn't know?

After a long time, Zhu Youxiao seemed to have finally made up his mind: "Pai Jinyi Wei stared at them to death, whoever he saw, what he said, and what he was plotting must be recorded word by word, and I will listen to it!" Zhu Youxiao looked at Wei Zhongxian by the door, his eyes were full of ruthlessness: "Those dogs and pigs of yours are all sent out, when it is time to use means, don't let me down!" ”

"The slave and maid will definitely do their best to share the worries of His Majesty!" Wei Zhongxian got the emperor's command, and his heart was already overjoyed, this will come down, then the entire city of Beijing will be under his Wei Zhongxian's control!

"Let's do it!" Zhu Youxiao waved his hand, causing Wei Zhongxian to disappear immediately.

"The slave and maid retreated," Wei Zhongxian's footsteps moved lightly, and he slowly fell out.

In the side hall, Queen Zhang Yan sent away the eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting on the side with her eyes, stepped forward by herself, and poured tea and handed water to Zhu Youxiao.

"Your Majesty." The queen's lips opened lightly, and she wanted to say a few words for the civil officials.

After all, in the heart of this queen, the heavenly officials, or specifically the Donglin Party, still represent the Qingliu faction, if the emperor really wants to kill, it will be very bad for her reputation.

"You wait for the woman, don't ask about political affairs," Zhu Youxiao raised his hand and stopped the queen's movements.

"Lang Guogong, will there be a different opinion?" The queen didn't seem to see the emperor's movements, and continued to speak.

Zhu Youxiao's eyes already showed a look of displeasure, but after all, his wife was different, and Emperor Tianqi said patiently: "The Duke of Langguo is busy with the affairs of the displaced people in Jizhou Mansion, and the affairs of the capital will be handled by me, and no one will interfere with him!" As for what Ling said, whether this matter will be detrimental to the reputation of Lang Guogong."

Zhu Youxiao slowly put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess cage and clapped his hands: "I want to see who dares to slander the reputation of Lang Guogong at this time!" ”

These days, the Emperor of the Apocalypse also often reflects that since Wang Qi rose in Liaodong, he has made one meritorious achievement after another, all by desperate struggle for his life, nine deaths and a lifetime, this time the siege of Jizhou Mansion and non-stop rush to the battlefield to relieve the siege for Gyeonggi, all for his Apocalypse, for the Ming Dynasty's Jiangshan Sheji!

How could he still doubt Wang Qi anymore?

This is not a pure minister, so is it possible that Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and others are the Wenchen who talks about Sheji?

What a great irony!

"When the Jizhou Mansion rests for a while, I will summon the Duke of Langguo back to Beijing and start arranging the marriage with Ningde!" Zhu Youxiao has already made up his mind that he must tie Wang Qi to his side.

If you really become your own brother-in-law, you will be able to do things more at ease and at ease.

Queen Zhang Yan looked at her husband, and her beautiful eyes showed a hint of worry, but as a woman, what else can she do besides supporting her husband?

Reaching out and gently putting it on Zhu Youxiao's shoulder, the queen put her body on Zhu Youxiao's back, closed her eyes slightly, and did not speak again.

That night, Zhu Youxiao sat alone in the Qianqing Palace, reading the secret reports and notes sent by Dongchang.

In the past, Zhu Youxiao didn't care about these things, and he had Wei Zhongxian and Wang Tiqian sort out important information and information for themselves, but too many things have happened these days, and Zhu Youxiao has also begun to read these secret recitals in person.

"Sun Chuanting went to Puzhou as an official, and it seems that he is dissatisfied with the Donglin party."

"Zhong Zigang, the governor of Kaifeng Prefecture, Henan, raised domestic slaves and injured people, and beat officials of the government office"

"Ke Huaili, the governor of Huguang, sent a letter to Liu Yijing to support Zuo Guangdou and others, and contributed 3,000 taels as a fee."

"Lang Guogong and Xu Guangqi have a close relationship today"

"Among the generals of Liaodong, the public reputation of Langguo is outstanding, Xiong Tingbi cannot fully control everyone, and Liaodong fights against Houjin, which seems to be potentially dangerous."

Throwing away the rest of the recital, Zhu Youxiao looked at the last recital, the expression on his face was sometimes solemn and sometimes worried.

"If there is a war in Liaodong, you still need to consider letting Lang Guogong go to Liao again," Zhu Youxiao stood up, holding the notebook behind his back, and slowly paced in the empty hall.

The eunuchs waiting in the hall all bowed their heads and stood far away, lest they disturb the emperor.

"Go and call Liu Ruoyu!" After a long time, Zhu Youxiao finally stopped.

About half an hour later, Liu Ruoyu was pulled up from the bed in Xishan Jingying and arrived at the inner palace all the way.

"Liu Ruoyu greets Your Majesty, long live my emperor!" Because the emperor screamed tightly, Liu Ruoyu was untidy, and he didn't even wear a hair crown, but only tied it up with strips of cloth at will.

"Prepare, go to Liaodong tomorrow, tell Xiong Tingbi, postpone the battle against Houjin, everything will be" Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips, as if he was still hesitating: "Everything will be done according to my will!" ”

Liu Ruoyu was a little puzzled, he just sent a letter to Xiong Tingbi a few days ago asking him to speed up his strategy against Houjin, and now he has to suspend it?

But he didn't dare to ask these questions, so he could only bow his head: "The slave and maid take orders!" Let's prepare."

"Also," Zhu Youxiao finally made up his mind: "If there is a war, everything in Liaodong will be decided by Langguo Gong." ”

(End of chapter)