Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

In the next few years, Peiping gradually became more springy, and the branches were green and full of vitality.

A year later, Zhu Gaochi raised the issue of reclaiming the land of the princes, and immediately shocked the officialdom of Peking, who had not yet woken up from the laziness of the long holiday.

After the shock, everyone's first reaction was that the emperor was dying, dying!

Those princes have been very honest recently, aren't you putting eye drops on them?

Once the feudal lords are dissatisfied, the struggle will escalate. When the time comes, there will be no prosperous times!

So the memorial flew into the palace like snow flakes, and there was a lot of discussion outside.

But the public opinion outside showed two extremes.

One is the officials, officials and literati. They think that the emperor is fed up.

Among the people, the people greatly appreciated the emperor's idea, thinking it was the work of a benevolent monarch.

"Your Majesty, this is a bit... it's over!"

Yu Qian frowned when he heard this, then walked out of his room and saw two small officials talking under the corridor.

He wanted to scold him, but in the end he only warned: "I can't criticize right or wrong. If you have any suggestions, you can communicate with your superiors. Don't spread them everywhere. At that time, it will be guilt!"

The two little officials were already panicked when they saw him coming out, worried that they would be dealt with. When they heard this, they couldn't help feeling that the sun had come out from the west today.

Is this still the Yu Qian who doesn't know how to work?

The two rushed to plead guilty, and they announced the matter publicly when they returned.

The work of the small officials is cumbersome and numerous, so gossip has become a good way of entertainment.

"Master Yu is enlightened, right?"

In the sound of gossip, someone said something, and suddenly there was no sound.

A small official with a brush pinned to his ear, stroking his sparse beard and nodding: "Well, that's the reason. But if you are an adult from a scholar background, if you understand the officialdom, then you will have to fly in the future. It's soaring..."

The little officials looked at each other, and a steady little official said: "Whether it is or not, you will not gossip behind your back in the future, don't offend people, you must know that there is someone outside of you!"

There are people outside, this seems to be saying don't underestimate others, but everyone carefully pondered them, but they were a little wary.

Watch out for ears on the wall!

Officialdom has never been a charitable place. In order to get promoted, it is not uncommon to see any means.

The little official saw that everyone was awakening, and he couldn't help feeling that he had done a good deed today, so he clicked.

"Behind Master Yu is Xing Hebo, and behind Xing Hebo is His Royal Highness, Feng Ping is a lesson from the past!"

...

"Who is behind those people?"

Zhu Gaochi asked angrily.

He calmly dealt with the external discussions, but a new argument suddenly appeared in the midst of countless discussions.

——The prince still has no sons. The emperor is worried about the problem of overtime workers in the future and is planning to get rid of all the princes. Even if Zhu Zhanji can't give birth to a son in the future, he has a lot of brothers!

This malicious speculation that the fertilizer does not flow to the outsider field made Zhu Gaochi a little angry, and wanted to kill for the first time!

Ye Luoxue said with a weird expression: "Your Majesty, the source of these words comes from a tavern. The shopkeeper drank too much and talked nonsense. Originally, those diners didn’t care. Who knew that the shopkeeper spit out a bug and became famous. NS."

Zhu Gaochi was recalling that he tapped his forehead with his index finger knuckles, and suddenly said: "I remembered that before because of the Sun family... there was also a shopkeeper who vomited bugs..."

Ye Luoxue coughed dryly: "Your Majesty, that's the one."

Zhu Gaochi's complexion was also a little weird, and then he laughed and said, "Is this the fate that Xing Hebo said?"

This sounded like a joke, but Ye Luoxue was stunned, and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has checked, the shopkeeper did not deliberately, just talked, loves to brag."

"Then be warned."

Zhu Gaochi's kindness is reflected in many aspects, such as Song Laoshi.

Now Song Honest is completely turned over in the palace, let alone bullying him, no one dared to say serious things.

One day, he wandered outside the Qianqing Palace with a broom under his armpit, and when he saw dust, he went up to clean it. For a while, he won the title of'the full-time **** in the palace for cleaning and sweeping. Huang Yan.

After Quan Lin tried to test the disgraced face, Huang Yan didn't squint when he saw Song Laoshi.

He was left out in the cold, but he could not give up on himself, otherwise everyone would shout and beat him.

So today he came to the Qing Palace to please.

The steps leading to the Qianqing Palace were clean and pleasing to the eye, but Huang Yan was not in the mood to appreciate it, and he also watched more.

"Hey hey! What is the sole of your shoe? Dirty!"

Huang Yan had only climbed a few steps, and Song Honest yelled from behind him. He stopped and looked back and saw something suspicious at the corners of the steps below, like... the residue of shit.

In an instant, Huang Yan took out the handkerchief from his cuff, took a few steps to wipe off the shit, then stood up and said to Song honestly, "Yes, do it!"

Song Honest ignored him, but squatted down to look at the remaining colors, and said regretfully: "I want to wash it!"

Huang Yan awkwardly put her handkerchief into her cuff, then squatted down, actually using her sleeve to wipe the stain on the steps.

After it was cleaned, Song honestly smiled and said, "You are a good person."

Huang Yan, who was given a good person card, could not go to see Zhu Gaochi with the smell of shit, so she had to go back to her place to change clothes.

While waiting for him to change clothes, Quan Lin twitched his nose, but he was hard to ask.

After changing his clothes, Huang Yan sat down and whispered: "It's shit."

"Father-in-law, you... have you stepped on shit?"

Quan Lin asked nervously.

The place where the **** can be stepped on in the palace must be not far from Wanwan's residence.

Huang Yan nodded and said, "Go around and check it out. Anyhow, it will be useful in time."

Quan Lin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "The princess is your Majesty's heart, let's not move!"

Huang Yan's eyes were cold, and he said, "Maybe, let's talk about the momentum when the time comes. The prince is more and more stable in Jinling. Your majesty and our family must be left to him to deal with. Do you know what this is?"

Quan Lin's face was slightly dark, "This is to wait for the prince to take the throne and let us rise to power, so that the atmosphere in the palace must be tight, and I dare not act rashly."

Such things are not uncommon in history. When a son comes to power to use Lao Tzu's old man to perform an operation, this will kill two birds with one stone. The most important role is to shock!

Everyone is optimistic! Don't think that you are a veteran, just don't put me in your eyes.

have a look! have a look! This is the chicken, don't treat it as a dead monkey if you don't want to die!

Quan Lin said sadly: "Father-in-law, unless the prince can accept our surrender, we will definitely have no place to die."

What he hates most at the moment is probably getting close to Huang Yan, but it's done, and there is no chance to regret it anymore.

Huang Yan knew this well, so he dared to conspire with him.

A pair of eyes that gradually became triangles narrowed, Huang Yan sneered: "Your Majesty’s side is surrounded by people, many people, and the leader is the guy who is more beautiful than a woman. Recently, they must be investigating the king’s people in the capital. , So that person hid..."

"Father-in-law, if he is caught, we will be over!"

Huang Yan was very dissatisfied and said: "What are you panicking? Even if you are caught, the first unlucky person is that nobleman, he doesn't care, let's be afraid of a fart!"

...

"Most of those mad dogs are sent from the palace. Tell them to be careful these days and don't pass the news. Wait until the limelight has passed."

Yuan Xi got angry, and there were a few singe bubbles on the corners of her mouth, which made her aching.

He changed a place, so he was a little uneasy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are civilians around here, and there is a large flow of people, which makes it easy to hide and escape.

"My lord, some people are scared."

The man dressed as a commoner was a little nervous himself, looking like a quail looking for a place to hide.

Yuan Xi touched the corner of his mouth and grinned: "No need to be afraid, the palace himself has made a troublesome matter of reclaiming the domain of the prince of the domain. There is a boil about things outside, but we are not noticeable anymore."

The man asked, "My lord, the man in the palace is a cunning old dog. Don't be sold by him."

Yuan Xi sneered: "He had a lot of black hands on the current family back then. He taught you a good person. Those who can sit in that position are the ones who will be rewarded. Huang Yan is not dead now. It's not the one who doesn't want to do anything, but He knew that his time was running out, and Huang Yan was said to have changed his life after saying some secret things. He had to worry about his own face anyway, so that the old dog survived. now."

Seeing the man listening respectfully, Yuan Xi said with satisfaction: "He is the old dog left for the prince to practice his hands. He can't live!"