Daming prepares the emperor

"Eunuch Wei."

After several handovers, Li Yinbing already knew Wei Zhongde's true identity. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Although Wei Zhongde has no rank and no reputation, he is a person around Zhu Biao. He dare not have the slightest neglect.

"Lord Li." Wei Zhongde cupped his hands, "I'm here to deliver a message, Your Highness said it's time to do something."

Li Yinbing's breathing became heavy all of a sudden: "Then ask the eunuch to tell His Highness, the next official will know what to do."

Wei Zhongde nodded slightly, and handed over the box he was carrying.

Yushitai did not build a canteen.Not all officials’ family circumstances can support them to rent a house near the Yamen, let alone eat out three meals a day. Most of the officials’ lunches are prepared and delivered by their families. I will squat on the chair in the courtroom for a while, and then continue working when the time comes.

Although a small number of people from aristocratic families have the financial resources, they don't have maverick ideas. They pay attention to harmony in the officialdom. In order to fit in with the group, they will choose to order some takeaways, which will be delivered by the waiter in the store.

Therefore, at noon, the outside of the yamen is extremely lively, and there are servants and officials coming and going. Li Yinbing and Wei Zhongde stand here and say a few words, which is not at all inconspicuous. The wife at home comes to deliver things It is enough to use an excuse once, and it will be suspicious again.

After conveying Zhu Biao's will, Wei Zhongde left. He had other things to do.

In less than half a day, an astonishing piece of news spread from Yushitai, like ink dripping in water, filled the streets and alleys of Yingtian City in a blink of an eye, even the old people and children enjoying the shade under the trees could talk about it. Two sentences.

A censor named Li Yinbing wrote a memorial to impeach the governor Zhu Wenzheng, and said in it that he intended to rebel and took refuge in Zhang Shicheng.

It is not yet possible to tell the truth from the fake news, but it is solid and clear. Combined with all kinds of rumors today, stupid people immediately believed it, and many smart people were also quite hesitant.

Immediately afterwards, this document was placed on Zhu Yuanzhang's desk.

Huang Xi lowered his head and stood by the table, holding the flesh on his arm desperately with the hands in his sleeves, so as to use the pain to control himself, so as not to mess up his sense of proportion and demeanor in fear.

He knew how sharp Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were, but if he trembled a little, it would be considered rude.

"..." Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to him. After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Did the son go out today?"

"Returning to Master, His Highness has been in the study all day."

"Hmph." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, "That little bastard, you little bastard, the more you use eunuchs, the more familiar you become."

Huang Xi was startled, he didn't dare to catch his breath, and lowered his head even lower, but he felt much more relaxed. At least the prince smiled. Although he scolded a few words, laughing meant that the prince was not as angry as he thought, besides This scolding is not serious.

"Let's see what good things this loyal minister who worries about the country and the people has written."

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up a thick book of memorabilia, ignored the previous part of greetings and praises, and directly turned to the last few pages to read. There are just over 1000 words. He read it for half an hour, and fell into memories from time to time.

"Although this person is somewhat utilitarian, he also has a bit of talent. What he said makes sense and he can use it."

Throwing it back to its original position, Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the back of his chair, sighed deeply, and said, "This memorial is just in time. But tell me, did Biaoer have any intention of revenge this time?" ? He didn't blame us for anything at the time, did he hold his breath?"

"Returning to the master, His Royal Highness is famous for his pure kindness, filial piety, generosity and benevolence. He will certainly not have any resentment towards the master for the sake of outsiders. The master is too worried."

"Are we worrying too much?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked himself, "We forced him to distance himself from Liu Bowen, and it was for his own good. Look at the young eagle on the cliff, don't you have to rely on your parents to push you to take off. "

"Yes." Huang Xi answered carefully, carefully considering every word, and dared to say it after thinking about it several times, "Your Highness is smart and wise, so he can naturally understand the master's mind."

Over the past few days, wars and political affairs from various places have been continuously reported. Zhu Yuanzhang stayed up all night to deal with them. He only slept for more than two hours a day, sometimes far from enough. In addition, he met Xu Da and paid attention to Li Yinbing and Zhu Wen The energy expended in the positive movement will also exhaust the hard-working people.

It is hard to tell if he is torturing himself by doing this, trying to numb his mind with busyness.

But the more tired he gets, the more he can't stop thinking. Even if he has vowed not to care about the kindness of his elder brother Zhu Xinglong and the blood relationship between Zhu Wenzheng and himself, the hidden harm is unavoidable no matter what. of.

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to sit up straight, but in the end he still didn't move, allowing himself to continue to slack off.

There is deep confusion and loneliness hidden in his eyes. These emotions are not only invisible to others, but even he himself has not discovered them, so on the surface, he just smiled again: "Biaoer is trying to stand up. , and took advantage of us."

"A good son, who has made progress, is our seed."

"Go and pass on our words to him, saying that we..."

"You mean, my father asked me to copy Zhu Wenzheng's house?"

Zhu Biao frowned, couldn't help showing a surprised expression, and stared closely at Huang Xi in front of him.

"Returning to Your Highness, that's what the lord meant." Huang Xi smiled, "The lord also said that Zhu Wen's life or death depends entirely on your arrangements. As long as the matter is handled properly and there are no loopholes, he will approve."

"What else did you say?" Zhu Biao asked, "Is my father angry?"

"The lord only confessed these few words to the servant, as for whether the lord is angry... it is hard for the servant to say."

Huang Xi really wasn't practicing Tai Chi. At first, he felt that Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry, but later on, he was not sure.No matter how tired he is usually, the lord would still sit up straight, but this time, he had already gone out to deliver a message, and the figure he saw before leaving was still leaning on the back of the chair.

Due to the impression of Zhu Yuanzhang's inhuman endurance and perseverance in the past, as well as the awe of his aura, Huang Xi never thought about the possibility of being tired.

"As expected..." Zhu Biao murmured, "It's ruthless enough, it's ruthless enough."

Huang Xi pretended not to hear this sentence: "Your Highness, Mr. Xu is also preparing for this matter. You should go earlier."

"I see, you can step back."

"Yes."

Zhu Biao walked a few steps, stopped suddenly, and told Wei Zhongde behind him: "Go to the courtyard of the princess and tell the princess that the prince has not had a good rest these days, and he has no appetite. He wants to eat the noodles made by her. If the princess is fine, ask her to let the prince stay and sleep."

Wei Zhongde didn't ask Zhu Biao how he saw that Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't had a good rest, and went immediately.

"Tsk."

Zhu Biao stood there for a while, slapped himself in disgust, and cursed himself that he was easy to soften his heart, saying that he wanted to persecute and show his courage, but in the end he was worthless and cared about others.

"Take it as respecting the old and loving the young."

After persuading himself with the spirit of Ah Q, Zhu Biao regained his strength, and after a few orders from Xu Da's people, he stepped into Zhu Wenzheng's mansion with the last twilight.

Soldiers and horses surrounded the entire mansion, with long lines of torches. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers guarded each checkpoint in an orderly manner.

In the dark night, no one dared to make a sound. The servants were driven to squat in the courtyard with pale faces. Zhu Wenzheng's family members were treated better and were besieged in their own rooms.

They couldn't figure out what happened, separated by a wall, changed in a day, how could the powerful governor become a prisoner, and they would also be implicated?

But the fact is that as long as Zhu Yuanzhang is serious, it is impossible for Zhu Wen to have any chance.

His confidence comes from his uncle, and the platform to show his talent also comes from his uncle. He has never thought about such a simple truth.

"Go and search in other rooms." Zhu Biao said to the guard at the door, "Gather yourself after searching, and you are not allowed to enter this door to find me."

"Yes!" Several guards responded loudly, turned around and ran away.

Over the years, Zhu Wenzheng secretly traded salt with Zhang Shicheng, and gained a lot of profit. Counting the offerings and bribes of officials at all levels, after confiscating, it is a huge wealth. It is not a problem to use it for military pay, disaster relief, and building the city wall.

After pushing the door, there was a smell of alcohol, Zhu Biao glanced over, there were five or six people in the room, Zhu Wen was sitting at the table in the middle, pouring wine into his mouth, the other maids were trembling, all kneeling on the ground.

"Go out." Zhu Biao sighed, "Remember to close the door."

As if they were pardoned, the maids scrambled and escaped, and some of them nearly tripped over the door frame.

"It's you." Zhu Wenzheng narrowed his eyes, acquiescing to Zhu Biao's actions, "What are you doing here?"

"Copy your home." Zhu Biao sat down opposite him, murderous, "Use the dirty money you embezzled to do something really useful."

Zhu Wenzheng sneered: "Little yellow-haired boy, barking wildly, is he worthy of talking in front of me?"

"Cousin." Zhu Biao said calmly, "My father said, whether you live or die, I will decide how to deal with you."

Zhu Wenzheng was stunned, and after a while, he continued to pour wine from the flagon: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

As he said this, his right hand was obviously shaking, the wine in the jug was poured out, most of it was on the tablecloth, not in the glass.

"Cousin."

Zhu Biao picked up another jug ​​on the table, helped him fill a glass of wine, and slowly handed it over. Zhu Wenzheng didn't take it, so he put the wine in front of him: "Do you remember the family banquet back then?"

"What family feast?"

"The year you were sent to Hongdu, the princess specially prepared a farewell banquet for you."

"I have a little impression, what do you mean?" Zhu Wenzheng asked.

"There is a dish at the banquet, which is a lamb shank. If you want to eat it, I want to eat it too, but my chopsticks are faster than yours, so I go there first."

Zhu Wenzheng said disdainfully: "Are you ignorant? It's hard to become a great weapon. It's just a leg of lamb. You're so proud of it after eating it? Do you want to come here to show off to me?"

"You misunderstood, I gave you that leg of lamb." Zhu Biao's tone was still flat.

Zhu Wenzheng's face darkened immediately, he slapped himself.

"What do you want to say, don't hide it, it's a waste of time!"

"No matter what it is, you can only have what I don't want."

Zhu Wenzheng's face quickly turned from black to red, and Zhu Biao stepped on his dead spot, exposing the fact that he had been trying to cover up.No matter how much he deceives himself and others, he can't stop the iron hooves of reality from trampling on life.

The veins on his forehead popped out, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were about to burst, he wished he could cut Zhu Biao into eight pieces, right here, right now, let his life be worse than death!

"Don't look at me like this. Everyone knows that I am a very generous person with a good temper. There are many things I don't want. If you like it, I can give it to you, such as that leg of lamb."

"Then why don't you give me the position of the eldest son?" Zhu Wenzheng roared, "I happen to like it, but you give it up, don't you? Why are you pretending to be innocent?"

"I know that there are uncles who die and nephews succeed." Zhu Biao was still very calm. He didn't need to mobilize his emotions for the defeated enemy. "But the country has been home to the capable since ancient times."

As if he had heard some big joke, Zhu Wenzheng laughed so hard that he covered his stomach: "You said that the capable live here? If it is true that the capable live here, you still have today?"

"It is precisely because the capable live here that I am today."

"Fuck your mother!" Zhu Wenzheng scolded, "Changzhou, I took it down! Hongdu, I defended it! The soldiers of several provinces, the burdens of several provinces, are on my shoulders! You read and chant scriptures all day long, and you are useless, so you have the guts to say such things? Are you worthy!"

"You just had a good pregnancy and a good mother! Is there anything better than others, and what is smarter than others?"

Halfway through the scolding, he came to his senses, stopped talking, put his hands on the table, and said in a trembling voice, "Is Li Yinbing yours?"

"Yes."

"Ha!" Zhu Wenzheng laughed back angrily, "Look at your appearance, those who can still live here, you are a mouse playing tricks in the gutter!"

"This is a strategy. Any strategy is taken out of the gutter." Zhu Biao said, "This is the reason why you can't become the prince. You will only vent and destroy according to your heart, and you don't know how to use people."

"As for whether I have the ability, it's still the same sentence. I can come to see you today, which means you know what it means."

"You may have had a chance in the past, but from the moment you secretly informed Zhang Shicheng, you were destined not to become the prince."

"Also—you said that I relied on my birth."

Zhu Biao said: "What do you rely on? Do you think you rely on your ability? The only thing you can rely on is your dead father, and the position of your dead father in the prince's heart."

"Enough!" Zhu Wenzheng roared, smashing the wine glass and overturning the table.

Zhu Biao stood up as soon as he made a move: "After this feeling is exhausted by your pampering, you have no foundation. From the beginning to the end, you refused to believe that the prince would do anything to you. You put him As an uncle, I think he will tolerate you unconditionally, take care of you, and meet everything you need."

"say no more……"

Zhu Wenzheng squatted down slowly, his hands were cut by pieces of porcelain, leaving blood all over the floor.

Zhu Biao really didn't say anything, he looked at Zhu Wenzheng with a kind of pity.

Yes, he has a different perspective from others.

Everyone guessed that the reason for Zhu Wenzheng's rebellion, whether it was for money, power, or fame, no one thought of feelings.

Zhu Biao thought of it.Uncle, uncle, yelling, Zhu Wenzheng regarded Zhu Yuanzhang as his father, especially when he was not born, the time when he was taken care of wholeheartedly made him fall into a deeper illusion.

Tried again and again, not only Zhu Biao, but also Zhu Yuanzhang.

"What are you going to do with me?"

After a long time, Zhu Wenzheng raised his head, tears were streaming down his face, dripping into the blood.

"Imprisoned to death, Tongcheng is a good place."

"Where are my mother and my sister?"

"Yingtian can tolerate them."

"That's good."

Zhu Wenzheng seemed to be relieved, Zhu Biao looked at him, the two looked at each other in silence, after a quarter of an hour, he walked towards the door.

"Zhu Biao."

Zhu Wenzheng called him suddenly.

This is the first time he called out this name in such a calm tone, without any jealousy or dissatisfaction.

Zhu Biao didn't look back, but stopped because of it.

"Uncle, no, the prince is a person who can kill anyone if he is determined."

"No one can change what he believes. No one can stop what he wants to do."

"As his heir, as his crown prince, you must be patient..."

Liu Bowen, Zou Pusheng, Han Liner and Chen Shan flashed before Zhu Biao's eyes one by one.

He said: "Don't worry about it. Others can't interfere with the affairs between us."