First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Early in the morning of the second day, when the morning court had already started, the prince and princess did not leave the couch to wash and change clothes. After resting for nearly an hour, the effect was obvious.

Zhu Biao thought that in the future, he would make a decision like this, and all the monarchs and ministers would be safe, otherwise, it would be unbearable for ordinary people to follow Lao Zhu's work and rest habits, nor would everyone be able to sleep for two or three hours and be in good spirits energetic.

After a simple breakfast, Zhu Biao walked towards Fengtian Hall unhurriedly, watching the palace in the early morning with his hands behind his back, and an endless stream of court ladies and eunuchs sweeping everywhere.

Following a few whips and shouts, Zhu Biao knew that the courtiers had entered Fengtian Hall, so he stepped into the main hall from the side hall, with civil and military officials standing on both sides.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Hu Weiyong led all the courtiers to bow down and salute: "Your Highness welcomes His Royal Highness, Your Highness is safe forever!"

Feeling the orderly and solemn atmosphere, Zhu Biao walked to the side of the dragon chair and stood still and said with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty, wait for yourselves."

"promise."

Zhu Biao turned around and bowed to the dragon chair as a respectful offering, and then faced the rising ministers and said, "Sage Jia is on a tour of the north, and my palace is ordered to temporarily lead the government affairs of the country. The peace of the country, the country, the country, and the country."

"The ministers dare not die to repay the community!"

Zhu Biao nodded in satisfaction, as far as he could see were the courtiers who bowed their heads obediently, no one dared to look at the crown prince, since Sheng Jia left the capital, there was only one sun shining brightly on the capital.

In this way, the various ministries played their affairs in turn, and the morning court was as usual, and there was no disturbance due to the emperor's departure from Beijing, and no official dared to add trouble to the prince at this time.

Looking around, although there are differences between relatives and estrangements, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty basically have the brand of the East Palace. This is the situation that Zhu Yuanzhang has always hoped to see. Only in this way can the power be passed smoothly.

Although there were factors such as the shortage of court officials in the sudden northern tour, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to test the effectiveness of this plan. After all, people have misfortunes and fortunes, and life and death are involuntary. rarity.

The early court ended in a hurry, because too many government affairs needed to be dealt with in the official office instead of being discussed in the morning court. Most of the things in this world were trivial matters, and it was rare to be urgently related to the survival of the country.

Zhu Biao also noticed that officials from the imperial historian or the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the Ministry of Civil Affairs frequently wanted to appear on the list, but they were all stopped by their colleagues. Although they didn't say anything, Zhu Biao could guess what was going on.

Although it is clear, but at this time, I can only pretend not to see it. The officials in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice are going to release, but they have to wait, and they can't be in a hurry for a while.

Not only is it about his father's face, but releasing them so quickly and so urgently proves that the court cannot do without them for a moment, so will they be able to threaten the people and force the king to submit?

Zhu Biao has already figured out that the officials detained in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice must not only plead guilty, but also severely reprimand Gao Qi and other so-called literati who pretend to be lofty, and even if they are released from prison, their grades will definitely be cut.

Some are even greedy for the reputation of scholars, and stubbornly think that the court will release their idiots sooner or later, and Zhu Biao wants to specify the canonical punishment to kill the officials. This may be different from what Lao Zhu thought.

Zhu Biao's basically perfect golden body may also be stained with some stains, but he has also realized it a long time ago. The reason why he raised his favor in the early years is that fame does have a great influence in this era.

But if you are limited by this reputation, then how will you display your ambitions in the future? When your father is around, these harsh punishments can still be borne by your father. But after a hundred years of old Zhu, Zhu Biao will return Who can you count on?

Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king, but thunder is before the rain and dew. Otherwise, how can a drop of rain and dew show the king's prestige?

Zhu Biao ordered with his hands behind his back: "If that's the case, let's go back to the court. Wangqing and others will perform their duties. If there is any unresolved matter, please ask Prime Minister Hu first, and if you are unresolved, go to the Jinshen Hall to find the palace."

"No, I will send you off to Your Highness respectfully."

Zhu Biao nodded and turned to leave. When the prince's figure was far away, the officials in the hall got up. The Wu Xun left alone. What do we have to do, go drink.

Zhao Yannian, the political officer of Pingzhang, quickly walked to the front and helped Hu Weiyong, who was a little pale, and said sincerely: "Mr. Hu, please take care of your health. The princes on the northern tour are in prison, and all the officials are relying on you."

Hu Weiyong coughed a few times and shook his head, "I am relying on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Chen Youzong on the side smiled and said: "Your Highness is wise and powerful, but the government affairs of this country are so important that it is indeed impossible to do without the assistance of Prime Minister Hu. Please take care of your health."

Hu Weiyong is a few years younger than Yang Xian, but he is also in his fifties. This is a matter of time. As a prime minister, how can he not work hard? He has always used soup to boost his spirits.

After a few words of politeness, Chen Youzong led some officials away, while Hu Weiyong was surrounded by more officials and walked slowly behind. There were even officials from the Governor's Mansion and the Imperial Academy in the Six Departments of the Zhongshu Province. There are quite a few people in Hu Weiyong's line.

Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liang said: "Mr. Hu is overworked, and so are we. It's time to sleep and sleep, and I don't know when His Highness will release the colleagues in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."

The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials also answered with a bitter face: "I only returned to the mansion at Yinshi, and the house is restless. How can it last forever like this."

Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs sighed: "I talked about it with His Highness yesterday, but His Highness was indifferent and sent me back to discuss with Prime Minister Hu. It can be seen that these few days will not work."

"this……"

Hu Weiyong listened to their complaints with a blank face, knowing in his heart that this was their appeal, not only because of the heavy government affairs, but also because he wanted to take this opportunity to sell well.

"Okay, there are Dali Temple and the military guards guarding the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. I can't wait to visit at will. Cheng Kang, go and persuade those who should plead guilty and plead guilty as soon as possible. We are all courtiers. , there is nothing unavoidable in bowing your head to Father Jun."

Chen Mingjie, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, responded: "Returning to the Prime Minister, I went to persuade you yesterday. Naturally, there is nothing that the big guy can't get rid of. It's just that there are a few shameless people who are clamoring for innocence and going to prison. Why plead guilty? You have to wait for the Holy Spirit Pardon Wei Guan, Gao Qi and others, and resume the imperial examination to obtain scholars before you are willing to come out."

Hu Weiyong's beard trembled slightly and he wanted to scold, but he held back, and just frowned and said: "Then leave them alone, and the rest will be collected and handed over to His Highness in public tomorrow morning."

The new censor Zhongcheng Tujie followed Hu Weiyong to the left and said, "It's true that the imperial court lacks officials, but dozens or hundreds of officials are missing. Even if there is such a gap, the government will not run smoothly after a lot of hard work. It's really funny." Stubborn temper, I'm afraid I really can't get out."

Bing Xing Zuo Shilang sneered: "Really, His Highness will not kill people when he is a prince? Your Highness's benevolence is comparable to that of the Holy One. Over the years, His Highness has drawn a lot of people who died, and the corpses are more than enough to fill four or five prisons of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

The Minister of the Ministry of War immediately reprimanded: "Speak carefully! You can also say about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The son and son-in-law of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War are also being imprisoned in the large prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Although there are guards from the Ministry of Punishment to take care of them, it is a prison that never sees the light of day. I heard that his son never recovers after being ill.

A group of people walked slowly, but this wobble also left the Chengtian Gate. The officials from various ministries saluted Hu Weiyong and then returned to the government office. They had a lot of government affairs.

Hu Weiyong returned to his official office with a group of confidants of the Secretary of State for the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. There were servants from the Hu family who were already waiting inside, warming soup and medicine on the stove.

Zhongshu Youcheng Chen Liang took the soup and ordered: "Go and watch at the door, I will discuss important matters with the Prime Minister."

The servant took a look at Hu Weiyong and hurriedly agreed, then opened the door and went out to watch. Chen Liang felt the temperature of the soup and brought it to Hu Weiyong: "The good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. Master Xiang, take it while it's hot."

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