General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 64
Zhu Zaiyu didn't understand.

Why even the most difficult task of conquering Annan has been done, but my father still has to struggle with the ancestral precepts of Emperor Gao, which was not even included in the "Emperor Ming Zu Xun".

In particular, Annan's discussion was closely related to Zhu Zaiyu.

It is precisely because after Zhu Zaiyu was born, Jiajing sent Annan three times to announce the good news, but Mo Dengyong still did not go to court after hearing the happy news, so Jiajing found a reason to initiate Annan's proposal.

In the hall, Jiajing, Huang Jin, and Teng Xiang were all dumbfounded by Zhu Zaiyu's "faint lord".

"You... what are you talking about?"

Jiajing stood up in disbelief.

However, Zhu Zaiyu seemed to have reached the stage of rebellion, staring at Jiajing without admitting defeat.

"Foolish gentleman."

"You are presumptuous! Do you really think that I dare not abolish you?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zaiyi directly took off the Yishan crown on his head.

"What's the point of being a crown prince despised by all the people?"

Huang Jin fell to his knees in horror, hugging Zhu Zaiyu tightly.

"Your Highness, you can't talk to Father Jun like that."

"I'm begging Your Highness, servant girl, please sue your father for a crime."

Zhang Zuo also held the Yishan crown that Zhu Zaiyu had taken off in fear.

"Father Jun, calm down, the crown prince was confused for a while."

Zhu Zaiyu tore off the jade belt in his hand and kicked away Huang Jin who was blocking him.

"It doesn't matter if you are out of the capital, or it doesn't matter if it is poisoned wine or white silk, I will return to Qingning Palace to wait for the imperial edict."

A boy of this age is full of hope for the future.

But one day, the young man suddenly discovered that what he had vowed to do had been almost accomplished.

But just when he was just about to hit the door, he was inexplicably given up and even made the situation worse.

What chilled Zhu Zaiyu the most was that that person was his father whom he had always been proud of. At this moment, Zhu Zaiyu had only one thought in his mind.

Master Ning was not wrong in scolding, the father is a faint king.

Don't wait for everyone to come back to their senses.

Zhu Zaiyu had already walked away and left Xiyuan.

"The emperor calm down."

Huang Jin and Zhang Zuo knelt in front of Jiajing.

Looking at the Yishan crown and jade belt thrown down by Zhu Zaiyan on the ground, Jiajing suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

That was the feeling of powerlessness he felt when he came to Beijing alone to face Yang Tinghe.

"My lord."

Jiajing forced a smile uglier than crying on his face.

"I'm fine. When I was young, didn't I want to go back to Anlu like this kid? Kids... all back down, let me be quiet."

Huang Jin and Zhang Zuo looked at each other, then left Xiyuan with their heads down.

Since Jiajing officially registered the crown prince in 18 years, the Annan discussion was started by Xia Yan under Jiajing's instigation.

The fire in the palace, Xia Yan's betrayal, and the assassination of the palace people did not make Jiajing feel so powerless.

Power has always been an extremely attractive fruit.

When you really take the first bite, you will taste the bitterness of this fruit, but after this bite, it is too late to regret.

I don't know how long Jiajing sat in the pavilion, only the two lion cats were by his side. When Lu Bing walked into the pavilion, it was already pitch black outside.

"Father."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Jiajing looked up in a daze.

"Wenfu? But something happened in the city?"

Lu Bing nodded slightly.

"Zhan Rong, hanged himself in prison."

Hearing this news, Jiajing's heart sank again.

"Have you checked it out?"

"It should be hanging himself, and there is also a letter from Zhan Rong to Father Jun."

Jiajing raised his head in doubt, and took the letter from Lu Bing's hand.

"In the 27th year of Wei Jiajing, Zhan Rong, the dung official of the Ministry of War, paid homage to His Majesty the Emperor again..."

"The crimes of ministers and officials from Fujian are not enough to taste even an inch. However, I was born in the smoky place in the extreme south. I have been in office for nine times. I deeply feel that the world today may have changes that have not been seen in the 3000 years since Yao and Shun. In the eventful autumn, the government and the government need to work hard. I have been in office for more than [-] years. I know the heart of the emperor, and my majesty knows the minister. This is already a mighty grace. Even if I die now, I have no regrets. However, the officials of Fujian people can still use them later. I only hope that His Majesty will put the gods and the country as the most important thing, and the officials of Fujian people who are still alive will be in danger for a while. Your honor is absolutely written."

Jiajing muttered thoughtfully in a low voice:
"No change in 3000 years... what hasn't changed in 3000 years?"

It is never difficult to perceive a crisis.

The real difficulty is how to seize that chance in danger.

Looking at Jiajing who was in a daze, Lu Bing's voice sounded again.

"Father Jun, Zhan Rong has recognized everything."

"The Renyin palace change was Zhan Rong's collusion with Xia Yan, the chief minister of the cabinet. Xia Yan sent people to conspire with Empress Xiaolie in an attempt to kill the king. Fortunately, the king's father was protected by the sky before he framed the concubine Duan to confuse the saint's hearing."

Looking at Zhan Rong's confession in front of him, Jiajing couldn't help but heaved a long sigh.

"Qing Zhan knows me."

The mentally and physically exhausted Jiajing sat slumped on the dragon chair and said leisurely, "Let's hand over the crime to the cabinet."

Empress Xiaolie deprived all posthumous posthumous titles, Marquis of Anping abolished the title, Fang Chengyu bestowed death, Xia Yan was dead, and concubine Cao Duan was named Empress Xiaogong.

When the imperial edict from the cabinet arrived in Changzhou, Concubine Cao Duan's biological father looked at the imperial concubine in tears and repeatedly thanked him for his resignation.

That night, the Cao family gathered at Cao Cha's house and burned incense paper to comfort the dead.

After the death of Concubine Cao Duan, the "Xiangnan Hall", which was built with golden nanmu because it has the same pronunciation as "Xiangnan", finally waited for the late justice.

The Cao family in Changzhou, which was little-known in the past, is already a wealthy family in Weiran.

As for Zhan Rong on the other side, he was naturally implicated in the ransacking of his home, but Jin Yiwei didn't move until the spring of the following year.

However, Jiajing didn't make things too difficult for the Zhan family and allowed his fellow villagers to be buried.

Zhan Rong's body was collected by Zhou Liang and other Fujian people.

The fathers of Zhou Liang and others are the first generation who started their business in central Fujian.

Although there have been many people from central Fujian who have gone abroad since ancient times, it is as if they suddenly had an inexhaustible mountain of gold and silver when they went abroad from their parents' generation.

Most of them remember the poor days of their childhood.

Therefore, they are more human-eating than Tao, Xie and other children of everyone. They don't understand why so many people have to die when they can go abroad to make money generously.

But now they understand, it's just that the price is much heavier than they imagined.

Conscience is wearing down.

Zhou Liang could only tell himself over and over in his heart.

"When the children and grandchildren are older in the future, it won't be like this."

The coffins did not attract too much attention when they left the city. Only when some Bajian merchants met Zhou Liang and others, there would be some ripples in their eyes that were different from others.

After the coffin passed the Shili Pavilion, the sky became darker, and Zhan Rong's coffin turned around and disappeared on the official road.

Before the pale laying ceremony.

The gray-bearded elder in a Confucian shirt jumped off his horse, gritted his teeth, and angrily reprimanded Weng Siyuan who was in the team.

"Nizi, don't kneel down yet!"

Weng Siyuan fell to his knees with a "plop", and Weng Wanda, who was supposed to be the chief executive of the Xuan Mansion, also hated iron and steel, raised the horsewhip in his hand, and whipped it on Weng Siyuan's shoulder.

"Nie Zhan, when did this old man teach you to go to Shukaihai?!"

"Maritime affairs are something that you can put your beak on?! Are you worthy of the spirit of Jiaoshan in the sky? Do you know how many people in Fujian, Fujian and Guangxi will die because of you?!"

The horsewhip slammed Weng Siyuan's body with "crack" and "crack", but Zhou Liang and others knew that Weng Wanda scolded not only Weng Siyuan, but everyone present.

Tao Shixian standing behind Weng Wanda inserted three sticks of high incense into the incense burner amidst the sound of the whip.

"Yu has bought a beautiful house and a good farmland in Dayuanguang, and his wife is from the village. Don't miss Mr. Zhan."

Hokkien dialect.

"Big" and "Taiwan" sound the same.

"Member" and "Bay" are homophones.

(End of this chapter)