Zhu Di respectfully withdrew from the Fengtian Palace.

On the way to Yingtian, he thought a lot.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the thoughts in his heart, and looking into the distance, a magnificent imperial city revealed a bit of depression.

The death of the eldest brother Zhu Biaoxue was an extremely terrible shock for the entire Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Di, who was far away in Beiping, was sad, and his thoughts naturally fell on the position of the prince.

Once, because of the existence of Zhu Biao, the position of the prince was unbreakable, and with his father's love for his eldest brother, he understood that he had no hope in this life.

But the death of the eldest brother made all the impossible become loose and wavering, and he, the fourth son, also had a little more possibility.

Hope is like a savage fire, even a trace is enough to ignite a fire in the wasteland of the heart.

Therefore, when Jin Yiwei came to Beiping to deliver the decree, he was frightened, doubtful, and slightly excited.

Jin Yiwei, this civil and military officials hated deeply, can be said to be a notorious spy agency, once Jin Yiwei comes to the door, there is basically no good thing.

Zhu Di was frightened at the time, and he had just received a message from Ying Tian's eyeliner on the front foot, saying that Liu Sanwu, a scholar from Hanlin, was alone with the saint, which might be related to Lichu.

The back foot brocade guard came quickly, and it was too coincidental, and he even suspected that it was the matter of installing eyeliner, which was discovered by his father and wanted to punish him.

Facing his father, who was far away in Yingtian and was already old and decrepit, Zhu Di was still very afraid, and bribed Jinyiwei with a lot of money, only to get an ambiguous answer.

He was very panicked, but he had to go, even if the eyeliner was discovered, he would receive a punishment at most, and he would never commit a crime and go to prison.

But if there is this little episode, what will his father think of him?

Some things can be called clever when they are done without being discovered, but once they are exposed, they are a monstrous disaster.

With a variety of complex emotions such as nervousness, uneasiness, and fear, Zhu Di only brought a few brave guards who had been in a hundred battles, and rushed all the way to Yingtian.

It's just that the blame and punishment he imagined did not come, and the development of things was far beyond his expectations, even everyone's expectations.

The position of the prince is really beckoning to him, and the distance is close at hand.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Di pinched his thigh, and a clear and strong pain instantly welled up in his heart, and his face, which had been tempered by wind and frost and became resolute and rough, looked unstoppably joyful.

This can only happen in a dream, but it is so real, Zhu Di's steps were a little brisker, and a little rain hit his body, falling on the corners of his lips, sweet.

The other side......

Ying Imperial City, in front of the noon gate.

The fine rain silk was like cow hair, wetting Zhan Hui's sideburns.

He came the fastest, but before the noon gate, he still chose to stand still and wait quietly for several other colleagues.

In recent days, His Majesty's government has been in ruins, and the number of court meetings has dropped significantly, which shows that the death of the crown prince has brought great pain to His Majesty.

At present, His Majesty suddenly summoned the six Shangshu to discuss the matter, which must have something to do with the position of the prince.

Zhan Hui only felt that it was not good, his brows were furrowed deeply, and when he went out, he deliberately explained to his wife and children at home.

"Zishan, you're really fast."

A familiar voice came from behind him, Zhan Hui turned around, and saw that it was Ren Hengtai, so he said, "It's not too late for Gu Yong to come." ”

"Since the death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, this is the first time His Majesty has convened us and others to discuss the matter, so naturally we can't miss the time."

"This discussion is a big matter, and I estimate that it should be related to the position of the prince."

"It should be so." Another voice came, Zhan Hui and Ren Hengtai turned around, and the person who came walked steadily, it was Yang Jing and Yang Zhongning.

"Zhong Ning."

"Brother Zishan, Brother Gu Yong, why don't you enter?"

Zhan Hui: "Your Majesty summoned me to wait for the matter, if I am the only one who enters, if Your Majesty blames you, then I will be guilty of a great sin." ”

Yang Jing glanced around, saw that the palace guards were far away, and suppressed his voice and said, "Which prince do you think Your Majesty likes the most?" ”

Zhan Hui and Ren Hengtai shook their heads, avoiding this question like a snake and scorpion: "Your Majesty's thoughts, how can we and other laymen be able to guess, Zhong Ning said cautiously." ”

"It's me Meng Lang."

Soon, the six Shangshu came together, and after a while, Liu Sanwu, an eighty-year-old Hanlin scholar, walked tremblingly.

The seven people saluted each other, did not stop outside the noon gate, and went straight to the Fengtian Temple.

In the Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not deal with the mountains of twists and turns.

In his opinion, these twists and turns can be handed over to Zhu Di in a few days to deal with, and he should stay in the back garden in peace, enjoy flowers and fishing, and live for the rest of his life.

His thoughts turned, and he suddenly realized that the energy of a mortal body is limited, and there are so many twists and turns that need to be dealt with, if Zhu Di is tired, what should he do?

When the former crown prince Zhu Biao was in the prime of life, he died with a whimper, and it was difficult for him not to wonder if he was dealing too much with government affairs every day, accumulating heavy burdens, and dying of exhaustion.

If that's the case, what about Zhu Di? Will he die of overwork before he has completely handed over the fortunes of the country?

Opening his eyes slightly, Zhu Yuanzhang swept through the mountains of twists and turns, and became more and more displeased in his heart, most of them are trivial things, and the officials below are really, such things also need to be played?

There is also a part of the mutual attack between officials, the scene is comparable to the competition of the sect, all kinds of rhetoric and means are dazzling, and the head of the view is the Tao, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

"The human heart is treacherous, and it is more insidious and cunning than the monks who fight against the heavens and other monks, and the way of heaven has no advantage in the face of humanity except for the supreme legal principle."

He felt a little emotionally in his heart, the small human dynasty, a group of mortals who lived for no more than a hundred years, and the scheming thoughts derived from it were really jaw-dropping.

"Your Majesty, Zhan Hui, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, Zhao Mian, the secretary of the Ministry of Households, Ren Hengtai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Shen Wei, the secretary of the Ministry of War, Yang Jing, the secretary of the Criminal Department, Yan Zhenzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and Liu Sanwu, the scholar of Hanlin, are waiting for the decree outside the palace."

The voice interrupted Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts, he raised his eyes slightly, and said, "Xuan." ”

Soon after the words landed, the sharp voice of the eunuch came from outside the Fengtian Palace: "Zhan Hui, the secretary of the Propaganda Department, Zhao Mian, the secretary of the household department, Ren Hengtai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Shen Wei, the secretary of the Ministry of War, Yang Jing, the secretary of the Criminal Department, Yan Zhenzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Engineering, and Liu Sanwu, the bachelor of Hanlin, entered the hall. ”

Headed by Zhan Hui, the secretary of the ministry, seven people lowered their eyebrows, entered the Fengtian Hall in turn, and after standing still, they knelt on the ground and shouted: "Zhan Hui, the secretary of the ministry (Zhao Mian, the secretary of the household department...... Kneel down to see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live! ”

"Get up."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the ministers and said directly: "I summoned you to discuss the matter today, for the position of the prince, what do you think, you can make it clear." ”

The words landed, and there was silence in the Fengtian Temple.

Seeing this, he was not surprised, and continued: "I want to establish Zhu Di, the king of Yan, as the crown prince, what do you think? ”

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