Come on, Your Highness

The imperial envoy came two days earlier than He Xichao expected, but his condition was not very good.

Zuodu Yushi Xing Zhiyuan is an old student of Xie Ge, usually a refined and dignified middle-aged handsome man, but now standing in front of Xiao Hong and He Xichao, he looks rather embarrassed.

His head was full of sweat, his eyes were black and bloodshot, but he could feel the deep exhaustion at a glance.

There was no way, Emperor Tiangan summoned him in the middle of the night and appointed him directly as an imperial envoy, and ordered him to leave at dawn, and he was so desperate that he refused to delay even half a day.

And just after leaving the palace, he was invited into the carriage by the teacher again, and he was urged to hurry on the road as soon as possible, hurry up... Is he going to risk his life?

When Xing Zhiyuan saw Xiao Hong and He Xichao standing in front of him intact, he finally let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes darkened, and he collapsed.

Xiao Hong hurriedly invited a doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, but it was caused by overwork and mental exhaustion.

Xiao Hong ordered someone to take him down to rest, and couldn't help but said to He Xichao: "You scholars, your health is really too bad, or, after returning to Beijing, I suggest to the emperor to set a time every day to bring the civil servants Go out and practice?"

He Xichao rolled his eyes at him: "What nonsense, who is as shameful as you, like an animal."

Xiao Hong was scolded, but he didn't care, instead he leaned forward and said meanly: "Xi Chao, they don't practice, you should practice, really, it's good for your health, didn't the doctor say, you should move more ? Besides... if we... can't help it..."

He Xichao looked at him in surprise, and saw that this man was blushing, looking like he was dreaming, and continued with a mean mouth: "You are so weak, if you can't stand it... that would be bad..."

"Crack!" He Xichao picked up the book in his hand and slapped him on the face, sneered, "Xiao Hong, pour out the water in your mind, I'm only 15 years old, you want to talk too?"

Xiao Hong touched his face, but he didn't feel any pain. He was thick-skinned: "No, no, I think I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I don't know how many times I have dreamed. But if you don't agree, how dare I, this is for In the future, there will always be such a day."

Speaking of this, he was still happy: "We both kissed on the mouth, I think it shouldn't be far away."

He Xichao nodded, glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "Then just wait slowly."

When the imperial envoy woke up, he just had dinner.

Xiao Hong ordered people to open the banquet and clean up the dust for them.

In the early morning of the second day, the incense table was set up, and the imperial decree was invited, and the imperial envoy read out the emperor's decree.

The Lu family was full of crimes and crimes were unforgivable, and there was no accident that all families were beheaded. Even the emperor did not order anyone to escort Cheng Enhou to Beijing, and ordered the imperial envoy chief supervisor to behead him in public and execute immediately.

As for the officials in Jiangzhou, if the crime is confirmed, they will be convicted directly according to the laws of Daqi, and the imperial envoys do not need to report it to the imperial court.

As soon as the imperial decree came out, He Xichao ordered people to copy multiple copies and post them everywhere for the people of Jiangzhou to see.

Now that the imperial envoy has come, Xiao Hong has identified all the criminal evidence and handed over many confessions without reservation, and he rushed to the Songjiang River with the water conservancy masters.

His job is to control the water, and now that those who got in the way have been arrested, he should be conscientious and do his job well.

Zuodu Censor is famous for being upright and upright, and he has always stood tall. He has climbed all the way from a small censor to the chief official of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Naturally, it is not just because he has a teacher like Xie Gelao. Why? There is nothing he can do, his heart is clear.

The emperor also trusted him very much, otherwise, how could such a good job fall on his head, even though he was in a hurry, he would have to risk his life.But if he came to Jiangzhou in this way, the vacant position in the cabinet would be his if he went back.

How much Xiao Hong was loved by the emperor, he knew very well that he was already mentally prepared to take the King of England as the main and him as the assistant.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hong didn't care about it at all. As soon as he handed over the things, he ran to the Songjiang River with a bunch of muddy legs.

The imperial envoy symbolizes the presence of the emperor, and he should have presided over the affairs of Jiangzhou Prefecture. Xiao Hong didn't intend to interfere, and he was happy to relax.

Anyway, everything that needs to be investigated has been investigated, and the rest can only be convicted and confiscated. As for the things given by Cheng Enhou, it is natural to move them after returning to Beijing.

To be honest, Zuodu Censor was surprised and praised by King Ying's cooperation like this.

Xin Dao wondered why his junior brother was devoted to assisting the King of England, just because of this open-minded disposition, which is not something ordinary people can have, and it is especially precious among the royal family.

Toss it with mulberry and elm, and return it with peaches and plums.

Since the King of England has delegated power simply, Xing Zhiyuan does not plan to send another manpower.He continued to use the twelve scholars under the Royal Palace, and even gave them more opportunities to get to know them.

It is obvious that once these 12 people are selected as Jinshi, their future official careers will definitely be smoother than ordinary people.

And in the memorial he wrote to the emperor, he naturally would not forget to praise His Royal Highness for his generous mind and noble character of not being greedy for power.

When the Lu family asked about beheading, God was very generous, it was a cloudy day and hid the scorching sun.

The location was set in the huge open space of the West Market, and the surrounding people naturally came to watch it one after another.

The Lu family in Jiangzhou is more feared by the people than the emperor who is far away in the capital, and they are an existence covering the sky with one hand.

Even if people hate it, they can't afford to provoke them.

Now God has eyes, and finally this behemoth also has the moment of overturning and collapsing, so the three floors inside and three floors outside, even climbing trees on the roof, the common people have to watch their heads fall to the ground.

The Lu family had a large population, and they all gathered together to occupy an open space. There were both men and women, and the sound of crying was everywhere.

They used to be high-ranking and wealthy people, but now they are prisoners with disheveled hair. Everyone is the same when they are in distress.

Xiao Hong and He Xichao didn't go, but I heard that the execution lasted for an hour.

And the bloodstains flowing on the ground were washed away after a heavy rain in the evening.

Afterwards, the land of West City was continuously stained red and wiped away by rainwater.

In Jiangzhou's officialdom, all those who should be killed have been wiped out, and those who should be exiled have already left, leaving only a few sporadic ones, waiting for new officials to be sent by the capital.

The letter from Emperor Tiangan also came on the tenth day after the imperial envoy arrived.

Different from Xiao Hong's eloquent and eloquent large-scale vernacular, his concise and concise sentence made Xiao Hong's mood suddenly sour.

"My son Hong, I am very worried about my father, and I look forward to returning."

Because of the burden of the emperor, Emperor Tiangan seldom reveals his emotions. He never talks about who he treats well, but only rewards, giving money, things, people, and power. No, the power of granting titles is directly related to liking.

Xiao Hong has never received such a sentence full of earnest hope and concern.

He Xichao came in from the outside, seeing him sitting on the chair blankly, he couldn't help asking: "What did the emperor write?"

"Father said he missed me very much and asked me to go back early." Xiao Hong looked at He Xichao and said seriously, "Xichao, we won't go to Jiangnan anymore, I want to go back to Beijing."

He Xichao nodded, he guessed it: "Okay."

Xiao Hong carefully put away the letter, but after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he scratched his head and asked, "Then... what about those things? Don't you want to talk to the merchants in Jiangnan? And cotton, I remember you seem to want more Those who have made a contract with the You family plan to go and see for themselves."

Naturally, He Xichao had thought about these things, and said, "It's okay, Ziqing has already written to his grandfather, and he will arrive soon, so let's discuss it directly here, and they don't dare to fool me. As for other things, don't worry too much. Well, my nephew hasn't come back yet, even if the border trade is about to start, there are still many things to prepare and discuss, and I will go there later."

Speaking of this, He Xichao smiled lightly: "The emperor sent such a capable imperial envoy here to urge you to return to Beijing? Let's go, His Majesty is always the most important thing."

Once you decide to return to Beijing, you will return home like an arrow.

Xiao Hong handed over all the affairs in his hands to the imperial envoy as soon as possible, and kept several water conservancy masters by the way.

Once the cause of the flood is found, the rest will be easy, and it doesn't matter whether Xiao Hong is there or not.

When everything was settled, at the beginning of September, they finally returned to Beijing under the guard of the Imperial Army under the fall of golden autumn leaves.

The news was sent back to the palace, and Emperor Tiangan issued several orders in succession in front of the court hall on the second day.

"Five days later, Prince Shun and Prince Li led a hundred officials to greet him outside the city."

Although the courtiers were surprised by this decree, they were not too surprised because of the emperor's love and respect for the eldest son, but they just had a faint premonition.

Xiao Yi and Xiao Ming glanced at each other, then knelt down to accept the order.

Then the emperor asked again: "Is Qin Tianjian here?"

Qin Tianjian was stunned, and then immediately came out: "The minister is here."

"Two months later, I need a good day to open the Taimiao, you have to do the math."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Is there any major event now that needs to open the Taimiao?Unless... Baiguan couldn't help but subconsciously look up at Longyan.

However, the expression on the emperor's face behind the bead curtain could not be seen, only he said again: "Qin Aiqing."

really!

Minister of the Ministry of Rites took a deep breath, walked out of the train, bowed and said, "The minister is here."

"Daqi has gone through four dynasties, but the crown prince was only at the beginning of the founding of the country, and many etiquettes are still missing. Please come out with a ceremonial charter as soon as possible."

This is the most straightforward purpose.

Thinking back to the invitation to the prince back in early March, Emperor Tiangan had no intention of registering it.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, after leaving the imperial court, the king of England would be favored even more. There was no need for the courtiers to recommend him, and the emperor gave it to him on his own initiative.

Although Minister of the Ministry of Rites is Xiao Yi's father-in-law, but with the emperor's obvious inclination, he didn't have any extravagance, so he replied in a deep voice: "Yes, the emperor."

Xiao Hong was conferred the crown prince at birth, so a baby naturally does not need to be canonized, but now that Xiao Hong has already been conferred the title of king, naturally he cannot simply issue an imperial decree.

According to the emperor's mind, there must be a grand canonization ceremony.

And after two months, Master Qin's head grew dizzy when he thought of the cumbersome rules of etiquette.

"Prince Ying came from the middle palace. He is the eldest of all the princes. He is filial and virtuous. He will always be close to him. He has won the sacred heart. To be named the prince is the destiny of heaven, the direction of the people's livelihood, and the expectation of everyone. There is no discomfort. Very pleased."

At this moment, although Xiao Hong was not there, Emperor Tiangan was very happy.

This is the child born to him and his first wife. He cherishes it very much and is deeply afraid that he will be harmed.

Although Xiao Hong was deposed as the crown prince when he was nine years old, the emperor never gave up on this eldest son whom he had placed high hopes on.

And Xiao Hong didn't let him down, he grew up bit by bit into an indomitable man, every time he saw him, Emperor Tiangan loved him very much, just standing in front of him made him happy.

Although they had been prepared for a long time, when they really heard these words, Xiao Yi and Xiao Ming still felt bitter in their hearts.

jealous?Of course there are.

However, the reality is like this, and we can only accept our fate.

They knelt down together with the ministers and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live, thousand years, thousand years, thousand years, thousand years for the prince."

When Xiao Hong arrived in the capital, he saw his two younger brothers in the python robes of the prince, leading civil and military officials, waiting at the gate of the city.

Xiao Hong was not surprised by such a high-standard reception.

Inside Qingzheng Hall

Although Emperor Tiangan was reviewing the memorial, he raised his head from time to time to look at the door.

A young eunuch came in with small steps and reported, "Your Majesty, His Highness the King of England has successfully entered the city."

The emperor focused on the memorial, and it took a long time before he said "hmm".

Eunuch Huang waved his hand, and the little eunuch retreated quietly.

Then I saw Emperor Tiangan straighten his waist, took the teacup from Huang Gonggong's hand, and said casually: "It will take an hour to go from the city gate to the palace gate."

Eunuch Huang laughed and said: "Your Highness came here in a hurry, according to the rules, I'm afraid you have to go back to the mansion to change clothes and tidy up before you can enter the palace to see the emperor."

Emperor Tiangan nodded, put down the teacup, and picked up the notebook again.

But I always remember it in my heart, my mood is not calm, Zhezi looks a little absent-minded, I reluctantly approved a few letters, after thinking about it, I just forget it, so I simply got up: "Let's go to Jinxiu Palace to sit."

Eunuch Huang then shouted to the outside of the hall: "Get ready—"

However, as soon as the words fell, there was a messy running sound from outside, and then the palace people exclaimed.

"His Royal Highness..."

Emperor Tiangan was slightly taken aback, and the eunuch on duty hurried in to report: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness is coming..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor saw that tall and straight figure appearing at the door, shouting with a drawn voice: "My dear father——"

Under the eyes of Eunuch Huang and the little eunuch, Xiao Hong, who was still looking cool outside, rushed over with open arms, hugged Emperor Tiangan and said excitedly: "I want to kill my son!"

Eunuch Huang led the stunned little eunuch out, and thoughtfully closed the palace door, then turned around and asked, "Did you see it?"

The little eunuch shook his head again and again: "No, the slave didn't see anything."

"Stupid, why didn't you see it?" Eunuch Huang glared at the disappointing disciple and grandson.

The little eunuch opened his eyes with a dazed look on his face.

"Oh, your Highness will come down in the future, so you have better eyesight, don't be surprised."

"Yes……"

The author has something to say: He Xichao nodded, glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "Then just wait slowly."

According to JJ standards, at least another three years, fool!