Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 556 Two Rods
After the old King Min's words fell, Zhu Yinxuan, who was standing behind him, moved to the desk next to him, and respectfully held up a round sandalwood staff.

This stick is about three feet long and two inches wide. The whole body is made of sandalwood. The handle is carved with dragon and auspicious clouds, and a piece of emerald jade falls down. It looks simple and atmospheric.

This is the family law that King Min used to admonish his descendants. Today, in the training hall of this sect, it was taken out again.

"granduncle?!"

Seeing this situation, Zhu Zhanqian was also shocked, and he raised his head and asked, ignoring the so-called etiquette.

"What do you mean by that?"

Although the old King Min looked like he was about to fall when the wind blows, his hand holding the sandalwood staff was steady.

Hearing this, Zhu Wei snorted coldly and said.

"Naturally, I'm punishing you on behalf of my ancestors. Why, do you think this king is unworthy?"

After the initial shock, Zhu Zhanqian finally regained his composure and bowed his hands.

"My nephew doesn't dare, but even if I have to be punished, please ask my uncle to tell me what wrong my nephew did to make my uncle so angry?"

Seeing Zhu Zhanyu's appearance, the old King Min was silent for a moment, the sandalwood stick in his hand did not swing down, he handed the sandalwood stick to Zhu Yinyu to hold it again, and then sat back on the chair, saying.

"Alright, I will explain clearly to you, lest you feel dissatisfied and say that I will punish you for not teaching."

With that said, Zhu Wei took out a memorial from his sleeve, threw it in front of Zhu Zhanqian, and asked in a cold voice.

"This performance, but you wrote it, and then ordered the governor of the mansion to submit it?"

Zhu Zhanqian had expected it a long time ago, so he was not too surprised. He collected himself, picked up the memorial on the ground, flipped through it, and folded it again, said.

"Reporting to my uncle, it was indeed written by my nephew, I don't know, but what's wrong?"

The old King Min squinted his eyes, seemed to be angry again, coughed violently twice, and slapped the table with his right hand heavily, causing the tea cups to make a crisp crashing sound, and spoke harshly.

"You still dare to ask what's wrong? Tell me, who asked you to submit this memorial, and what is your intention in submitting this memorial?"

Seeing this situation, Zhu Zhanqian's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth and said.

"My uncle misunderstood. This melody is what my nephew and grandson thought in their minds. How can someone instigate it? Besides, the reason why my nephew and grandson played it is because of my Zhu family's orderly conduct. I don't know why my uncle was disturbed." This furious?"

"Snapped!"

After the words fell, there was a muffled sound in the hall, and then, Zhu Zhanqian felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and when he raised his eyes, the old King Min had already picked up the sandalwood stick again, heavily It was drawn on him.

It should be said that Zhu Zhanqian has not been beaten for a long time since he came out of Beijing. Even when he was a prince, such cases were rare.

Zhu Zhanqian, who had been pampered for a long time, was suddenly beaten so suddenly that Zhu Zhanqian couldn't bear it, so he clutched his right arm and fell to the ground.

"My lord, are you okay..."

At this time, Liu Changshi who was on the side didn't care about his injury, so he got up quickly and helped Zhu Zhanqian up.

During the whole process, Zhu Wei just watched with cold eyes, never spoke, and never let go of the sandalwood staff in his hand.

After Liu Changshi helped Zhu Zhanqian up and was about to sit down, he said in a cold voice.

"Who told you to get up? Get down on your knees!"

Now, Zhu Zhanqian finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He was pampered, and although he was not unscrupulous in Beijing, no one dared to offend him due to his seniority and status.

As a result, today, first his long history was stopped, and then when he arrived at the training hall, he was whipped for no reason before he could figure out what was going on.

At this moment, when I moved a little, I felt a throbbing pain in my left arm.

In this situation, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help feeling angry, pushed Liu Changshi away, endured the pain in his left arm, cupped his hands, and said.

"Uncle, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can say it out. If you change your nephew and grandson, how come it is such a heavy responsibility? Your nephew respects you as an elder and treats you with courtesy everywhere, but in the final analysis, your nephew and you are both vassals of the imperial court." Wang, have you repeatedly humiliated your nephew and grandson like this, is it detrimental to the clan's face?"

Although these words were imposing, Zhu Zhanqian glanced at the not-so-thin sandalwood stick, the wound was touched again, he couldn't help taking a breath, and quietly took two steps back to the side.

This little action naturally fell into Zhu Wei's eyes, but in his opinion, it was not enough!

Without saying anything, the old man just waved his hand lightly.

Then, among the attendants standing on both sides of the hall, four tall warriors suddenly rushed out.

"Put this unworthy boy on the king's shoulders!"

Zhu Wei ordered coldly.

The four fighters did not hesitate at all after receiving the order, let alone Zhu Zhanqian's identity, they rushed forward, first separated Liu Changshi and Zhu Zhanqian, and then quickly moved out a few benches to force Zhu Zhanqian Slap on the bench.

Of course, Zhu Zhanqian was very angry about this behavior, and struggled hard.

However... it didn't work!

He is a pampered feudal lord who usually likes to play the piano and have fun. He doesn't even go hunting, so how can he escape the specially prepared wrestlers.

Almost effortlessly, the two wrestlers pressed him firmly onto the bench.

Afterwards, the old King Min walked to the left side of Zhu Zhanqian step by step with a sandalwood stick in his hand, raised his right hand high, and there was another muffled sound, the sandalwood stick hit Zhu Zhanqian's back heavily, For a moment, Zhu Zhanqian only felt a sharp pain in his back, almost fainting.

With a muffled snort, he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and a faint trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Forcing himself not to faint, Zhu Zhanqian's face was ashen, but he didn't speak again.

He has already recognized that these warriors are not religious people. Although they are not wearing the iconic robes, the soap boots on the soles of their feet reveal their Dongchang identities.

No way, this uncle was invited by the emperor to deal with him, and the other party obviously didn't want to reason with him, so it was useless to talk more.

All of a sudden, Zhu Zhanqian also felt angry.

He wants to see how far the emperor dares to make trouble.

Even with the shield of King Min's uncle, would he still dare to beat him to death as King Xiang?

However, he stopped talking, and the old King Min didn't seem so angry anymore.

He put the wooden staff on the tray beside him, then looked at Zhu Zhanqian, and said.

"Just now, the first stick hit you with no dignity and full of lies. The second stick just now hit you arrogant and arrogant, and you will never repent."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanqian frowned, but remained silent.

So, the old King Min continued to ask.

"You said just now that this king and you are both vassal kings of the court. You said that this king humiliated you in such a way that it hurt the face of the court. Then the king asked you, have you forgotten why you and I were left behind?" This capital has not returned to the feudal country?"

"Of course it's because..."

Zhu Zhanqian subconsciously opened his mouth to answer, but in the middle of speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Wei, saying.

"Because of Zongxue, in order to be in charge of Zongxue, Your Majesty appointed you as Zuo Zongzheng and this king as Da Zongzheng. Having said that, do you still think that this king's punishment of you will hurt the court's face?"

This time, Zhu Zhanqian was silent.

If it is said that Zhu Wei is only the king of Min, no matter how senior he is, it is inappropriate to beat Zhu Zhanqian, a court vassal, like this.

After all, he was just his great-uncle.

As far as the family is concerned, it is not the father and grandfather, as far as the clan is concerned, it is not the head of the patriarch, and as far as the country is concerned, it is not the emperor.

Under this relationship, it is normal to say that it is just reprimand, even if it is scolding, but beating like this is a bit excessive.

After all, although Zhu Zhanqian is a junior, he is also a majestic vassal king, so beating him like this is tantamount to humiliation.

Therefore, Zhu Zhanqian was holding his breath from the very beginning.

However, Zhu Wei's words just now reminded him of one thing.

That is, King Min is not only King Min, he is not only the highest-ranking elder in the clan today, but also the Da Zongzheng who is in charge of the clan mansion!

Although the patriarchal mansion was reopened this time because of Zongxuehe, the management has not changed.

Chen Qing, the head of the clan's family, heard about it, was able to record crimes, and was fully responsible for all affairs of the clan. As a great clan leader, it was his duty to punish the clan that made mistakes.

Of course, Zhu Zhanqian cannot be blamed for this.

It is really because the clan's mansion has not been established for many years, and although it has been reappointed, the old King Min has been lingering on the sick bed, without any sense of existence.

Therefore, even he subconsciously ignored that it was not he who was in charge of the clan mansion, but this Uncle Min King.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanqian finally lost that strange dissatisfaction, Zhu Zhan's face also looked better, and he snorted and said.

"Do you really think that in this capital, everyone respects you three points everywhere, that is, they respect you from the bottom of their hearts? Wrong! In this capital, there are countless people who are secretly watching you all the time. I'm following you!"

"The Supreme Emperor returned to Beijing and summoned so many ministers, but they all kowtowed and saluted outside the Nangong Palace and refused to enter. Why, you dare to enter the Nangong Palace to have an audience?"

"Now, when you hand in this memorandum, how dare you say that no one authorized it? Do you think that if you make a fuss in the court, will anyone believe it?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanqian frowned subconsciously, twitched his wound immediately, and couldn't help taking a breath, but even so, he still resisted the pain and spoke.

"Uncle's words are a bit exaggerated!"

"The Taishanghuang is the father of the emperor, the eldest son of the first emperor, and the elder brother of the present son, with a high status. Now he has returned to Beijing safely, and his nephew and grandson are members of the clan. He will go to see him from now on. This is a courtesy. What can the outside world discuss?"

"As for the memorial, the grandnephew admitted that it was indeed related to the Supreme Emperor, but it was just that the grandnephew entered Nangong and saw that although the Supreme Emperor's residence was extravagant, it still felt deserted. That's why there was such a discussion. How could he instigate it?"

Zhu Wei almost picked up the sandalwood stick again, but in the end, seeing the blood-stained bloodstain on Zhu Zhanqian's back, he still held back, just nodded again and again, and said.

"Okay, since you are so stubborn, then I will have a good discussion with you!"

With that said, Zhu Wei took the memorial, spread it out in front of Zhu Zhanqian, and said.

"Now that the Supreme Emperor has returned to Beijing, he has already said in front of all his ministers that he will leave it to the Son of Heaven to deal with it if he fails to predict the great government."

"But you, a patriarchal vassal, now actually wrote the book, saying that the emperor, as the younger emperor, should lead his ministers to the Nangong every day, and make peace in the morning and evening. You also repeatedly emphasized that the attitude should be submissive and not exceed the rules of etiquette."

"What are you trying to do?"

"Announce to the world, is the court still in charge of the Supreme Emperor?"

"You keep saying that this is for the sake of the order of the family and the friendship between relatives, but you haven't considered how the emperor should deal with himself when the memorial is handed over?"

The old King Min's expression was calm, but his tone was very severe.

Zhu Zhanqian finally lowered his head this time, but his mouth was still firm, and said.

"Uncle, how can there be such eyes, nephews and grandchildren just think that the superiority and inferiority should be distinguished, and the etiquette should not be relaxed. Since the emperor respected the Supreme Emperor as the Supreme Emperor, he should naturally follow the etiquette. In the early Tang Dynasty, Suzong welcomed Xuanzong , that is, daily morning and evening to settle down."

"Nowadays, the nephew and grandson are just following the old rules. What they do is to let the world see that the Son of Heaven is in harmony with the brothers of the Supreme Emperor and has no other intentions."

Seeing Zhu Zhanqian's obviously guilty conscience, but still refused to admit his mistakes, and even refused to tell the truth, Zhu Zhan's eyes flashed a hint of disappointment, and his interest faded for a while.

He waved his hand and signaled Zhu Yinyan to take down the sandalwood stick, and ordered Zhu Zhanyan to be released, and sat back on the chair by himself, with his eyes slightly closed, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, his tone had calmed down, but inexplicably, Zhu Zhanqian felt a little chilly.

The old King Min said: "What you said is not unreasonable, but I remind you of two things."

"First, Your Majesty is the younger brother of the Supreme Emperor, not the son of the Supreme Emperor. Even if you know that this king is only an elder, not a father and grandfather. If you don't have the right to punish you in the name of Da Zongzheng, then why do you want the emperor to treat the Supreme Emperor as a servant?" Father's gift?"

At this point, Zhu Wei paused, his tone became severe again, and said.

"Secondly, I am not afraid to make my words clear. The Supreme Emperor is avoiding the throne to sin against himself. It is for the sake of the whole world. Li, if you shouldn’t use it, don’t use it, and you can’t use it.”

"You remember this point!"

The first point was okay, but after saying the last two sentences, Zhu Zhanqian suddenly raised his head, his face was a little ugly.

Apparently, he didn't expect that the Min King's uncle would dare to say such taboo words.

You know, at present, in the court, it is still believed on the surface that the Supreme Emperor took the initiative to give the throne to Jinshang in order to preserve the country.

No one has dared to make it so public, saying that the Supreme Emperor had to retreat to Nangong due to his fault in the civil engineering battle.

If this word is spread, even with the status of King Min, it will inevitably be discussed by many people, maybe, a hat of talking about the Supreme Emperor will be put on it.

So, what was this uncle thinking.

Zhu Zhanqian's face was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes fell on the old face of King Min for a while, and fell on the soap boots on the feet of the wrestlers who just supported him...

At this time, Zhu Yu also finished speaking, and stretched out his finger, and Zhu Yinyi took Zhu Zhanqian's memorabilia from the ground.

Zhu Wei put away the memorial, and then said lightly.

"Chen Qing, the head of the clan's mansion, heard about it above, so, according to the rules, this memorial of yours has to be handed over to the imperial court by this king."

"Whether you want to say that this king is arbitrary, or that this king is bullying others, in short, as long as I am alive, your memorial will not be able to pass the test of the clan's mansion."

"If you are not convinced, you can go to the palace and ask His Majesty to make the decision, and remove this king, the Da Zongzheng."

"Of course, the premise is that you can meet His Majesty."

"Otherwise, if you want to hand over your memorial, you will have to wait until the king dies."

While talking, Zhu Wei laughed at himself and said.

"However, I guess we won't have to wait too long..."

After all, without waiting for Zhu Zhanyan's reaction, the Min prince stood up again, and with Zhu Yinxuan's support, he slowly left Zongxue...

(End of this chapter)