Daming prepares the emperor

Speakers are qualified to beat the Dengwen drum, but they are already qualified to hand over the impeachment statement directly, especially the speaker in Beijing, it is not difficult to do this.

Liu Ji acted like this, clearly to prevent someone from blocking him from entering the palace, and to prevent someone from passing on the truth in time. It can be said that he pointed the finger at Li Shanchang. Medicine, while selling pitiful, pointing to Huaixi's nose and saying that they are uneasy and kind.

Look, the dignified Boss Chengyi has to beat the Dengwen drum by himself, otherwise he might be wrapped in a sack and die on the street.

The vigorous drumbeat is the prologue music for the first large-scale confrontation between Eastern Zhejiang and Huaixi.

The rules for entering the palace are strict, and after Zhu Biao drank a cup of strong tea, Liu Ji was still waiting to see him in the court room. After he entered the Wenhua Palace, the chef's snacks also came up. Wei Zhongde brought Zhu Biao a plate and put it on the side table After a plate, slowly back down.

"Chen Yushi Zhongcheng Liu Ji kowtowed to the prince."

"Get up." Zhu Biao looked at Liu Ji, and was the first to notice the large stack of documents in his arms, "Why did Mr. Liu beat the Dengwen drum?"

"It's for these impeachment memorials." Liu Ji got up, his legs seemed to be in bad shape, he got up very slowly, and his voice was clear and clear, "The matter is so important that I can't wait a day."

Zhu Biao went out of the palace yesterday. To Zhedong and Huaixi, it was as if a mountain on their heads disappeared for a day, giving them enough room to react and fight. Those who are anxious are more anxious, those who are desperate are more desperate, and those who play tricks People are more tricky, and those who don't use tricks are quieter, in order to intensify conflicts and strengthen conflicts. Judging from Liu Ji's words, he has done it very successfully.

Liu Ji was very aware of these twists and turns in the court, but he still had to make false claims with all parties on the surface. When he saw Zhu Biao, he said he was anxious, but his mood eased a lot.

"You all go down." Zhu Biao said.

In a short while, all the people in the room left, leaving only the two of them.

"Mr. Liu, please sit down."

Liu Ji heaved a sigh of relief, sat down at ease, and put the memorial book in his hand on the table.

"The prime minister is ill."

In the empty hall, the two of them were relatively speechless. Something heavy in the air seemed to settle little by little, and landed lightly on the floor, stuffy like decayed wood chips.

In the end, Zhu Biao was the first to speak, and said something completely irrelevant to the present.

"I heard about it." Liu Ji replied, "It is said that he is very ill. The imperial doctor has invited several rounds and drank several jars of medicine, but nothing works."

"Before the father left Beijing, he asked me to supervise the country. Please Mr. Liu and the prime minister will help you more. If things don't go according to your wishes, the prime minister fell ill. You should pay more attention to your health."

Liu Ji bowed his head and said yes, feeling sore in his heart. The prince's words were beating himself to let him know how to measure, and don't push Li Shanchang too fast. The meaning of concern in it is not much after all.

He suddenly came to his senses, and lamented that he was indeed old.In the past, he was supported by his cultivation, supported by his will, and there was no physical or mental trauma. But once he became a mortal, he realized the terrible pain and the harm of depression. You know, he is about the same age as Song Lian, and he is about to reach six. ten of them.

Back then, I personally cut off the relationship between teacher and friend. I never regretted it in the past. How could I have thought that I am already weak today?

"About Li Bin." Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Biao took the initiative to speak again, "I see. What is Yang Xian going to do?"

"I want to handle this matter myself." Liu Ji returned to God, "This time I come, I have another matter to play."

"You want to do it yourself?" Zhu Biao ignored the second half of the sentence, "What about Yang Xian? If you do it, let him..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhu Biao stopped. He understood something. Facing the unfathomable "Master" in the past, the supernatural powers that had long been integrated into the bone marrow deliberately operated, and there was a little golden light in his pupils to observe Liu Ji's meridians.

"I'm thinking, after your Majesty returns to Beijing, I will write a letter to serve as an official and return to my hometown." Liu Ji said, "Thanks to the kindness His Highness begged for me, the people of Qingtian erected a monument for me. It can be regarded as a homecoming, and it has lived up to everyone’s expectations.”

There was another long silence. Zhu Biao understood his thoughts and wanted to say something. Thinking of Comrade Zhu's method and plan to eliminate the heroes, he swallowed the words.

It may not be a good thing for Liu Ji to leave like this.

"I will report to my father." Zhu Biao said, "Who else knows your plan?"

"Yang Xian knows."

"Are you determined to let him succeed you?" It was obvious that Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang had finalized this candidate, but at this moment he was not very happy, "Yang Xian is not as far away as you."

"Your Highness is joking." Liu Ji said, "It is Yang Xian who wants it at this time."

"What about the other thing?" Zhu Biao asked.

"It hasn't rained for a long time around Yingtian, I thought, I should do a ritual ceremony to pray for rain."

This is a normal thing for feudal dynasties. Agriculture is more important than everything else, and it is closely connected with heaven and earth. Praying for rain at the national level is no more absurd and inappropriate than spontaneously praying for rain among the people.

"Sure." Zhu Biao said, "Who do you recommend?"

Turning the topic around, Zhu Biao continued: "It doesn't matter if you pray for rain or not, let the people from the demon town and the monsters spread the rain together, and make a show for the common people."

"The minister recommends himself."

"What?" Zhu Biao frowned, "Now that you have no magic power, what do you recommend yourself to do?"

"This is the last thing I can do." Liu Ji looked straight at Zhu Biao, no longer shy away, stared into his eyes, his tone was low, as if there were thousands of words hidden in this sentence, "and I hope that Your Highness will not arrange other people to spread the rain, and let the minister fail to show the world."

"..."

Liu Ji abolished his cultivation and entered the court to become an official, and the reputation of "Liu Bowen" is still very big.The story of Liu Bowen's civil dominance has never stopped. No matter whether it is driven by people with good intentions or blindly worshiped by ignorant people, he has always threatened the divine right of the king several times more than Huaixi and Li Shanchang.

People don't believe in laws, they only believe in what they see with their own eyes.Even though Liu Ji had given up his lifespan and magic power as a monk, and obediently went to court to do things, they still attributed the establishment of the town demon division, the victory of the war, and the stability of the founding of the country to Liu Ji's efforts.

Through this prayer for rain, what Liu Ji wanted to do was to break his belief in himself and take the initiative to reduce his prestige.

For both Zhu Yuanzhang and Yang Xian, a broad and bright road was made.

"Does the emperor know?" Zhu Biao took a deep breath and asked.

"Your Majesty doesn't know yet." Liu Ji said, "I think this is the meaning of His Royal Highness to supervise the country."

Well, he made room for Zhu Biao on the road again.

Zhu Biao knew that Liu Ji's choice was a good thing for himself, Zhu Yuanzhang, and the overall situation.Standing in the position of the prince, he has picked up a huge bargain out of thin air, and there is no reason to refuse.

but……

But if people can have no emotions, wouldn't everything in the world be perfect?Just because you will be tempted, moved, and irritated, so many things will happen, and each story will be different from person to person.

"Leave these memorials first." Zhu Biao said slowly, "Go back and wait for the results. I need to think about it."

Liu Ji had a relaxed expression on his face, and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "The minister stepped back."

"Wei Zhongde." Zhu Biao called out, "Send Master Liu out of the palace."

Wei Zhongde stepped over the threshold and came in, bent over and said yes, and took the initiative to help Liu Ji's arm, and the two shadows, one high and one low, disappeared in Zhu Biao's vision.

Because no one else was called in, and there were still no servants in the palace, Zhu Biao stood up from behind the table, walked to the chair where Liu Ji was sitting, picked up the memorial, put it on his table, poured a cup of tea, Drank it all in one gulp and paced the room.

Whenever he thinks he is mature enough, there will always be something, or a person who will jump out and tell him that you haven't done enough, you haven't thought much, put the facts in front of him, and force him to do it again progress.

The turbulent changes in the court are always so unreasonable, one after another, challenging Zhu Biao's nerves, asking him to be more ruthless, and more ruthless.

Fighting in the same room, brothers fighting against each other.

When you are willing to be cruel to your friends, sooner or later there will be a day when you will face your teacher, and sooner or later you will have a day when you will face your relatives. For the benefit, for the overall situation, everything is...

Zhu Biao stopped thinking.

There were footsteps outside the door.

"Who?"

"Return to Your Highness, this servant is here to deliver today's notes."

"come in."

The person who came in was Wang Baozhong. After he put down his things, he stayed where he was and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you want to pass on the food?"

"No need." Zhu Biao shook his head, he really had no appetite.

"The servant ordered them to make some appetizers and bring them up at noon." Wang Baozhong said cautiously, "The servant also heard that His Highness did not rest last night. The servant should go and make the bed for His Highness."

"Yeah." Zhu Biaoben wanted to refuse, but then thought that he might take a break in the afternoon, raised his hand and said, "Go out, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

After Wang Baozhong went out, only Zhu Biao was left in the room again.He looked at the tall stack of memorials, and decided to change his mood first, like reading English when he was tired of doing math, temporarily forgetting the memorials of impeachment, and dealing with people's livelihood and water conservancy.

It is a pity that, even if the prime minister is ill, Zhongshu Sheng can solve trivial matters, and all the major matters are submitted. In today's Ming Dynasty, apart from the military affairs in the north, what other major matters can there be?

It seems that Zhu Biao is still full of eyes in East Zhejiang and Huaixi.

In the newly sent memorandum, Huaixi found all kinds of bad debts of the censors, some married several wives, some embezzled money, and some embezzled land secretly. real.

Clean streams and muddy streams are actually all equally filthy. If you really have to worry about it, none of them can keep the skin.

Before he questioned Li Bin, Li Bin made an apology by himself, saying that he recently discovered that there was a cousin in his hometown who used his name to act recklessly and accept bribes. On the way to Yingtian, it will arrive in a few days, and it will be dealt with according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, to thank the world.

In addition, Li Bin also reported many officials, saying that these people gave him bribes privately. Although the people in the government did not accept them, I don't know if anyone else would have misunderstood them. After all, what he did was because of his lax discipline and negligence. crime, please punish me, Your Highness.

Zhu Biao saw that he wanted to take the blame, and between the lines revealed a kind of madness that everyone would die together. As for the thought of repentance, he didn't have the slightest thought of repentance.

"...Come here." Zhu Biao dug out Yang Xianshang's memoir, "Send it to the Three Law Departments to file the case."