I want to be a grandson

Chapter 3 Murder Plan

Zhu Yunxie ordered: "Wang Zhong, you go to my uncle's mansion immediately before leaving the palace, and ask your third uncle Chang Sen to come, and I will discuss matters with him.

Then there is no need to go back to the palace, spread the benevolence of the Ming prince everywhere in the capital, how to make decisions for the people, how to treat the people kindly, how to fight the treacherous minister Zhan Hui because of the people, it doesn't matter if it is exaggerated, but it must be true! "

"Follow Your Highness's instructions!" Wang Zhong said in response.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Li Fu, and said: "You have been in the palace for many years, and you know more about officialdom than I do. Zhan Hui, as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, is such a high-ranking executive. Whoever is promoted and who is not promoted is bound to be praised. will lose some hearts...

Whoever covets his power, whoever is at odds with him, we must sort out the relationship, we must know that these are our allies by then! "

"Yes, servants are taking orders!" Li Fu also replied in response.

Zhu Yunxi stared fiercely into the distance, his eyes gradually deepened.

In history, Zhan Hui died in the 26th year of Hongwu, which is when the Sapphire rebellion broke out next year.

It is said that Zhu Yunqi instructed Lan Yu to bite Zhan Hui. It is estimated that Lan Yu also wanted to avenge his nephew and prince, so he agreed without hesitation.

But Zhu Yunxi can't wait until next year!

If you kill your father, you will never die together!
This is the teaching of Confucius!
Father's feud, I have to avenge myself, my son-in-law!
It can also be regarded as nostalgia for the past parents.

To avenge Zhu Biao is Zhu Yunxie's way of revenge!
This is also the obsession of his body.

The Wenhua Hall is the main hall of the East Palace. It is the place where the prince handles government affairs and receives instruction. Simply put, it is the place where he works.

Wenhua Palace is not a single palace, but consists of several halls.

To the east of Wenhua Hall is Benren Hall, and to the west is Jiyi Hall, which means benevolence and righteousness.There is an I-shaped corridor that communicates with the apse and leads to the main worship hall at the back.

The Wenhua Hall is the place where the prince works and studies, and the Chunhe Hall is the prince's bedroom. The combination of the two is the Prince's East Palace.

But the East Palace is not the red walls and golden tiles in the impression, but green tiles, and the roof ridges are all dark green.

If Zhu Yunxi wanted to see Chang Sen, he could naturally be in the Chunhe Hall, but it was inconvenient after all, so he went to the side hall to the east of the Wenhua Hall, the Benren Hall.

"My lord, see you..."

"Uncle, you are finally here..."

Without waiting for Chang Sen to salute, Zhu Yunxi quickly supported him, his eyes were red, and he almost shed tears.

The sky is big and the earth is big, uncle is the biggest!
As soon as I saw Chang Sen, it brought back memories of my mother.

Although his mother died on the second day of his birth, from the portrait, Zhu Yunxi fantasized about his mother's voice and smile countless times.

Chang Sen was of medium build, with a dark complexion. It was somewhat awkward to wear a brocade suit, but it would be appropriate to match it with a military suit.

Chang Sen was deeply moved by this uncle, this is the only poor son left by his sister.

"Yunxi, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Is it your mother and concubine Lu? Or that concubine brother? Just tell me, uncle will vent your anger on you!"

Zhu Yunxi's tears flowed down his face, this is the unbroken family affection.

"Uncle, I have lost my mother since I was a child. I often can't even remember what my mother looks like. I don't even know what my mother's voice is like. My nephew is not filial..."

When Zhu Yunxi cried like this, it also aroused Chang Sen's sadness, and his eyes were rosy and full of tears.

"Fool, you were just born at that time, how could you remember your sister's voice..., sister..., oh, poor child..."

Zhu Yunxi wiped away tears, and continued to cry: "Uncle, is it that I am an ominous person who can kill his mother and brother..."

"Don't say that! When my sister died to give birth to you, it shows how much my sister loves you. When she died, she hated you the most..."

"My mother is dead, and now my father is dying. Time is running out. My nephew has not had time to be filial to his parents. My nephew feels ashamed..."

On the way, Wang Zhong had already told Chang Sen the news that the prince was critically ill. After being shocked, he had already recovered.

Persuasion said: "Don't be too sad, the prince is auspicious, he will be fine, don't cry anymore, the imperial doctor will definitely have a solution."

"Uncle, a nephew can't be filial to his mother. If he can't be filial to his father, he's no different from a pig, dog or animal! Uncle, if he can't be filial in life, his mother won't feel at ease... I must die Zhan Hui!"

Chang Sen was taken aback, his tears stopped, and he quickly asked, "What's going on, and why is Zhan Hui involved again?"

Zhu Yunxi explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, sobbing, and finally said firmly: "Uncle! Zhan Hui must die! Otherwise, my nephew will be ashamed to see his mother, and his father's revenge will also embarrass his mother..."

Chang Sen said in embarrassment: "But Zhan Hui is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he is highly regarded by the emperor. Since ancient times, civil servants have been more noble than military generals. Uncle, I am also powerless..."

What Zhu Yunxi wanted was his words!
Just be careful!

So he hurriedly said: "Uncle, if you want to avenge your father and vent your anger on your mother, that's fine!"

Zhu Yunxi explained in detail: "I have ordered people to spread the benevolence of the Ming prince in the capital, so that the people know that there is a holy prince in Ming!"

"If the father is safe and sound, that's all. As long as the father... the people will know that it was Zhan Hui who killed the heir of the Ming Dynasty who loved the people like a son..."

"When the time comes when public grievances are formed, the imperial censor will naturally not be indifferent... Zhan Hui, as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, will naturally have to rectify the administration of officials. At that time, only one piece of news will make him difficult to get off, and everyone will push the wall down! Impeach all officials together!"

Chang Sen said: "But these things are all speculation. Even if they can win people's hearts, if they want to bring down a six-part minister without substantive evidence, they won't do. Zhan Hui is old and cunning, so he won't leave anything behind..."

"The proof is on Uncle!"

"I?"

Chang Sen asked suspiciously, "What evidence do I have?"

Zhu Yunxi approached Chang Sen and whispered a few words, Chang Sen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help saying: "Can you still do this? Then it is really possible to bring down Zhan Hui!"

Then he said worriedly: "But Zhan Hui is valued by the emperor after all, if the emperor wants to protect him..."

"Emperor Grandpa can't keep him!"

Zhu Yunxie said resolutely and resolutely: "When the time comes, the people will be full of grievances, all the officials will impeach, the evidence will be solid, and Zhan Hui will be ruined, and no one will be able to protect him!"

Chang Sen looked at this nephew who was already as tall as himself, and was in a daze for a while.

The nephew of the old Chang's family really has a kind!
After leaving the imperial city, Chang Sen became more and more excited as he walked, and kicked a stone away.

Thinking about his nephew's murderous aura today, showing his domineering aura, Chang Sen couldn't help but feel refreshed!

This is my sister's son!

With this scheming and viciousness, she won't allow others to bully her!
Sister, you can rest easy.

Storytelling, as a very ancient traditional folk art, was probably formed in the Song Dynasty, such as the history telling in the Song Dynasty and the commentary in the Yuan Dynasty.

As an ordinary storyteller, in addition to telling some storytelling, he will also tell some interesting things that he likes to hear to cater to the audience.

Wang Zhong, who was out of the palace, gave full play to his shrewdness, found a blind storyteller, and found a group of storytellers through him.

In order not to attract attention, they booked a simple wine shop to entertain them, and told the shopkeeper that they were a group of storytellers drinking and gathering together.

After all, there are peers in all walks of life, and it is not uncommon for peers to gather happily.

After drinking and eating, Wang Zhong stroked the two mustaches sticking to his mouth, touched the dog skin plaster on his temples, and he looked like a dog leg.

A storyteller asked, "My lord, what did you order us to come here?"

Wang Zhong twirled his beard, and said in a bubbly voice: "To tell you the truth, I am a member of the government, my lord. It is your luck to find you today!"

As soon as he heard that he was from the government, the storyteller immediately became respectful and greeted him with a smile.

Said: "It turns out to be the official, disrespectful, disrespectful... If you have any orders, the official, just say, as long as we can do it, we will never refuse!"

Wang Zhong said: "To tell you the truth, our master wants to be promoted to the top, but he is looking for the current prince's connections..."

"But the crown prince is really the holy prince of Ming Dynasty. He has done so many good deeds for the country and the people, so he doesn't show his mountains and waters, and doesn't make a name for himself..."

"How can this be possible! We ordinary people also know how to be grateful, so my master wants to make a name for the prince and pray for blessings, so that God can bless the prince's health and Daming's well-being..."

"Oh……"

These storytellers finally understood now that it turned out that an official wanted to curry favor with the prince, so he wanted to make the prince famous and use it to climb high.

In fact, this kind of thing is not surprising.

When encountering powerful people or rich family members, sometimes they will be asked to make up a paragraph to gain a good reputation.

In some families, they are also invited to act as guests, that is, hosts, when worshiping ancestors or getting married.

Of course, what he said was words of praise and flattery.

Therefore, there was no pressure at all for Wang Zhong to ask them to promote the benevolence of the current prince. After all, what these people sell is lip service.

Wang Zhong also ordered: "You all know what major events have happened in the notices of the imperial court in these years, just follow these praises, and don't allow a single word of slander, or I will kill you alive, my lord!"

The storyteller hurriedly said: "My lord, look at what you said, the villain would not dare to slander the prince even if he had a hundred guts..."

Wang Zhong took a sip of tea, and then said: "Our master is benevolent and generous, five qian silver per day, each person pays ten days in advance, five taels per person, let's make an agreement, my master, I am running around eagerly, no one Isn't the money for tea water appropriate?"

"Let's say it clearly, master, I will take [-]% of the money, ten days and four taels of silver, come and get the money if you are willing!"

You can earn four taels of silver in ten days, which is simply too lucrative for a storyteller!
Middleman commission is also the norm in the industry.

So one by one happily received the silver, and hugged it warmly in their arms.

Wang Zhong finally said, "Don't even think about taking money and quitting work, my lord, I will wander around the city at any time. If anyone doesn't come, if anyone speaks badly, you won't use it next time..."

Some of these storytellers originally had the idea of ​​making money for nothing, so it's not up to them to say it?

But when he heard that there was still a chance to make money next time, he immediately regained his energy!
So everyone secretly made up their minds, they must speak frequently!well said!
(End of this chapter)