Father can be an enemy to the country

At the fourth watch, there was movement in Chunhe Palace. The palace people began to prepare for the prince to go to court.

The prince also woke up on time and stood up with a yawn. He only slept for two hours. Not only because there were so many things last night, but also because he had been doing this every day for the past few years, and he had never slept in late.

When he got out of bed, he moved as gently as possible so as not to wake up Ms. Chang, who was sleeping soundly next to her. When I came out of the outer room, I washed and dressed under the service of the palace maids, and when I left Chunhe Palace in a jade gown, the sky was still full of stars.

It was early enough for him to go out, but he didn't expect anyone to come earlier than him.

"Prince..." Song Lian's voice sounded from the side of the road.

"Teacher?" The prince opened the sedan curtain and greeted in surprise: "Come up and talk."

"Hey." Song Lian sniffed and got on the prince's jade gown.

"Teacher, why don't you go in?" Seeing that his nose was red from the cold, the prince quickly handed him his soup to warm his hands.

"Old minister, I just arrived not long ago." Song Lian held Granny Tang in his hands and said with a smile, "His Highness was about to come out, so he was waiting outside the palace gate."

"That's it." Zhu Biao looked at him with red eyes, but he was in good spirits.

"Teacher, didn't you sleep all night?"

"Yes, how can I sleep when I think of those juniors still kneeling there?" Song Lian sighed and said: "To be honest, I have met so many people this night and spent so much time talking before I managed to reach a consensus. .”

"Oh?" The prince smiled happily: "Did we discuss it so quickly?"

"Human life is at stake, we can't delay it." Song Lian smiled bitterly and said: "As soon as we have discussed this, I will report it to His Highness."

"Okay, let's talk about it." The prince nodded.

"We decided to listen to the Crown Prince and save the two saints first, and then save the officials who were kneeling at the door." Song Lian said with a solemn expression:

"As for those three reforms, we can reserve our opinions for now, but there is no guarantee that we will remain deaf and dumb in the future. We will still be able to speak out if problems arise."

"Yes." The prince did not blame him for perfection, but praised: "Teacher is really a gentleman who knows what to say. No one can predict what will happen in the future. It is useless to promise now."

As he spoke, he smiled and said: "If my sixth brother and the others do something inappropriate in the future, I will criticize them mercilessly, let alone you."

"Hey, good." Song Lian nodded gratefully and said, "With these words from the Crown Prince, I am completely relieved."

"With your understanding of righteousness, I will have more confidence to fight with my father." The prince also said seriously: "Don't worry, if you don't fight for the title of the two saints, I will no longer be the prince."

"You can't do it, you can't do it." Song Lian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Your Highness is the hope of the world, and you must protect yourself at all times."

"I understand." The prince nodded.

~~

Qianqing Palace.

When the prince came in, Boss Zhu had been up for an hour. He listened to the lecturer speak a long paragraph of "Tongjian" and approved a lot of urgent business.

This is why Boss Zhu is not afraid of civil servants' troubles. He can do the work of a hundred of them by himself. With the addition of the prince, the father and son can barely keep the court running, so no matter whether the civil servants make trouble, the court will not be affected in the short term.

"Boss is here, let's start dinner. I'm starving." Seeing Zhu Biao come in, Boss Zhu happily dropped the memorial and went to the dining table without washing his hands to prepare for the meal.

Eunuch Wu hurriedly led people to pass on the food, and soon they put out stir-fried mutton, stir-fried pork with yellow vegetables, steamed pig's trotters, and two-cooked pan-fried fresh fish. There were four dishes in total, accompanied by fragrant rice, bean soup, and bubble tea. This was Hongwu The emperor has breakfast today.

Thanks to Lao Liu, the palace has become more affluent in the past two years, and Boss Zhu is no longer willing to eat meat for breakfast, instead of green vegetables and tofu to ensure safety.

Although he is indeed a bit tired, the emperor's work intensity is so intense that he only eats two meals a day, which is quite manageable.

Boss Zhu cooked two-thirds of a table of food and finished three bowls of rice before burping and asking:

"How was the talk?"

"It's settled." The prince's expression became more gentle.

"So fast?" Zhu Yuanzhang said in surprise.

"Master Song is here." The prince said softly.

"That's it." Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly said: "That old man is indeed easy to handle."

"..." The prince couldn't agree with this, so he coughed lightly and said: "In the end, they agreed that as long as the title of Second Saint is restored, they will no longer oppose the three reforms."

"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since all three windows are open, we won't lift their roofs."

"I will send a message later and ask them to persuade the civil servants to go home." The prince breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, the weather was kind and it didn't rain last night."

"What a pity..." Zhu Yuanzhang smacked his lips with regret and said, "Go home? Why go home? You won't go to court anymore?"

"Ah?" The prince asked in surprise: "Father, are you going to let them go to court today?"

"They didn't ask for leave from us either." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "Besides, they are kneeling in Fengtianmen Square, let alone moving, they don't even have to change their posture."

"..." Zhu Biao was speechless. What kind of bad taste is this?

~~

After breakfast, Zhu Biao ordered Eunuch Cui to send a message to Song Lian and others, telling them to rush to Fengtianmen Square to work for the civil servants.

At this time, it was not long before the morning meeting. Song Lian and a group of great scholars hurried over, panting, and saw more than two hundred "big rice dumplings" kneeling on Fengtianmen Square.

The civil servants were tightly wrapped in colorful quilts, swaying sleepily, and many of them were snoring. That image is far different from what the great Confucians imagined.

But it doesn’t matter. When writing about this incident in the future, they can use beauty and filters without restraint.

Having the right to speak is such a confidence.

"Zheng Butang, wake up..." Song Lian came to Zheng Jiucheng, the Minister of Rites, and disturbed his dream.

"Huh? Huh?" Zheng Jiuzheng opened his eyes suddenly and quickly explained: "I didn't sleep, I was just closing my eyes and meditating..."

After saying this, he saw the person coming clearly and said: "Tai Shigong, are you here?"

"Yes." Song Lian nodded, adjusted his somewhat messy expression, and said to the civil servants who woke up one after another: "Thank you for your hard work."

"As long as we can contribute to the survival of the Holy Religion, we are not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice!" The civil servants sang a high-pitched tune before their minds were clear.

"What a blessing it is for our holy religion to have disciples like you!" Song Lian and others also hurriedly expressed their praises. If not for time constraints and such meaningless compliments to each other, they could have been here for two hours.

"Your efforts have not been in vain, and so have the efforts of us and the Crown Prince." Song Lian got to the point and said: "Finally, I persuaded the emperor to change his mind and allow Mencius's tablet to return to the Confucian Temple to accompany Confucius!"

"That's great..." Zheng Jiuzheng and others shed tears with excitement, and suddenly felt that they had knelt all day and night in vain.