General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 8 Notorious
When Ning Jue was analyzing the situation in the court at home.

With the activities of all officials, Ning Jue's reputation as a death admonition at the Temple of Heaven today spread throughout the capital as if he had grown legs.

After all, the thunder from the Temple of Heaven could be heard clearly by everyone in the city.

And in the Qingning Palace in the Forbidden City, many palace people were whispering to each other.

In sharp contrast to the noise of the palace people, there was a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old holding a memorial in front of the desk.

The young man seemed to dislike the noise of the courtiers. Hearing the whispers around him, the young man casually put down the notebook in his hand, raised his head suspiciously and asked, "Meng Banban."

Hearing the boy's voice, a little eunuch came over.

"Your Highness, the servant is here."

The young man is the first son of today's emperor, the crown prince Zhu Zaiyu.

For this son, Jiajing has been very happy since he was a child. On the eve of Zhu Zaishun's birth, his mother, concubine Wang Guifei, dreamed that a fairy gave him a son.

When Jiajing heard that Zhu Zaiyu was born, he directly sent several waves of missions to North Korea, Ryukyu and other countries to announce the good news. Three years later, the crown prince was appointed, and he even took all the officials out of Beijing to Changping to visit the Seven Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. All the officials at that time were killed Unexpectedly, it was the last time Jiajing left the capital in his life.

In the Ming Dynasty, this was the treatment neither Yiwen's crown prince Zhu Biao nor his only son Zhu Houzhao had.

And Zhu Zaiyu did not disappoint what Jiajing had done for him.

According to Shizong's memoir, the prince was born with supernatural powers, and he didn't like to be extravagant and gorgeous.

It is true that Jiajing didn't like King Yu, but Jiajing didn't like King Jing either.

The crown prince Jiajing really liked was actually Zhu Zaixun.

In Jiajing's words, the prince is full of immortality from head to toe.

For an emperor who firmly believed in cultivating the mystic, this evaluation was almost unattainable.

Zhu Zaiyu looked at the personal eunuch Meng Chong with some doubts and asked, "What are the palace people talking about?"

Meng Chong glared fiercely at the two maidservants in the distance, and those two maidservants walked away knowingly, and Meng Chong then spoke.

"Your Highness, they are talking about the thunder in the Temple of Heaven this morning."

Zhu Zaiyu asked with some doubts: "Thunder? What's there to say about thunder?"

Meng Chong lowered his head and said with a smile: "Your Highness, if you want to hear it, this servant should just say it for fun. Please don't blame your servant."

"Meng Banban, but it's okay to say."

"Yes, I heard that when the thunder struck, Tianyan, the censor, was admonishing him to death. It just so happened that the thunder fell directly on the Temple of Heaven."

Hearing this, Zhu Zaiyu became energetic. After all, in this age, such ghosts and ghosts can easily arouse the curiosity of ordinary people.

"Continue talking, did the lightning strike you?"

Meng Chong lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is joking, if this thunder can hit people, the palace will be in chaos by now."

"When the thunder came down, it directly hit the altar of Immortal Tao, which frightened all the officials."

Zhu Zaiyu asked suspiciously: "Are you terrified? Shouldn't the officials be happy? They have long disliked Immortal Tao."

At this moment, Meng Chong's face was full of gossip, and his eyebrows flew up.

"If it was an ordinary thunder, the scholar bureaucrats would have blown up the pot long ago. This is where the evil door came from. At that time, several Bingxians were impeaching Immortal Tao, and one of them, Ning Jue, was Swear to Immortal Tao that God will kill one of them."

Zhu Zaiyu looked at Meng Chong in disbelief and asked, "Then that lightning struck Immortal Tao's altar?!"

"Yup!"

Meng Chong's face revealed a somewhat unfathomable look.

"Tao Immortal said that it was the heavenly court who blamed him for usurping the altar of heaven. Those ministers in the outer court thought they were also the generation of Lord Ye who loved dragons. They kept saying that when the scourge fell, no one dared to say anything. all over."

Apparently, this story has completely aroused Zhu Zaishun's interest.

In this era, the existence of ghosts and gods is acquiesced, and it is under such a sensitive occasion and timing.

Zhu Zaiyu couldn't help being a little curious about Ning Jue, and then asked Meng Chong for details.

Although this Meng Chong didn't show much in the harem, everyone knew that Meng Chong was the crown prince's great companion, so they would naturally sell some face to Meng Chong, so Meng Chong also poured out all the things he knew about Ning Jue Douzi generally told Zhu Zailong.

After listening to Meng Chong's description, Zhu Zaiyu, who was sitting on the armchair, couldn't help but slapped his thigh suddenly, and let out a sigh of emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah, admonishing minister!"

Perhaps it was because he had been exposed to it since he was a child, or Zhu Zaiyong had perfectly inherited the genes of the old Taoist priest. Through Meng Chong's description, Zhu Zaiyong had already realized that Ning Jue and the other censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate were obviously not in the same group.

Those other people weakened after seeing their father appearing, but Ning Jue only became stronger after his father appeared.

Zhu Zaiyu had already come to a judgment in his heart.

That is, Ning Jue is definitely not a person who sells his name and straightness!

"This kind of admonishing minister may come to Wenhua Palace to teach me to read in the future?"

Although Zhu Zaiyu has not officially left the cabinet to study, he has already been enlightened, and he has roughly read the Zizhi Tongjian.

As a prince, Zhu Zaiyu naturally hoped to become an emperor like Li Shimin and Zhu Di, and he had a strong attraction to such courtiers who were extremely similar to Wei Zheng and Xia Yuanji.

And Ning Jue doesn't just fit Zhu Zaiyi's imagination of a "virtuous minister".

More importantly, Ning Jue's words really touched Zhu Zaishun's heart.

With the gradual growth of age, Zhu Zaiyu became more and more aware of the resistance that the prophecy "two dragons will not meet" added to him.

Although Zhu Zaisheng knew that his father was doing it for his own good, but whenever he thought of this prophecy, Zhu Zaisheng always had a feeling of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

However, Meng Chong said helplessly: "Your Highness, this Ning Bingxian was only short of one good scholar in the selection, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to enter the Wenhua Palace."

Zhu Zaiyu felt like a deflated ball when he heard the words.

"This group of gentlemen just missed a great talent, alas."

Looking at Zhu Zaiyu's expression, Meng Chong's expression changed inadvertently, and then he whispered: "Your Highness, do you want to see Ning Bingxian?"

"That's right, but my concubine won't let me go out of the palace casually... huh? Could it be that Meng Banban has a way?"

Meng Chong held back the smile on his face and said: "Why is this difficult? The duty of a servant is to relieve His Highness's worries. As long as His Highness has a will, no one in Qingning Palace will dare to leak the news."

Seeing what Meng Chong said, Zhu Zaiyu couldn't help feeling hopeful again.

"Okay, Meng Banban, go and tell the palace servants not to leak the news, let's go out of the palace tomorrow."

Meng Chong's face immediately showed joy.

"The servant girl is going now."

Looking at the excited back of Meng Chong, Zhu Zaiyu slowly put down the notebook in his hand and reminded softly: "Meng Chong, don't be an example!"

Zhu Zaiyu was reminding him that he had violated the death penalty in the palace.

Hearing Zhu Zaiyu's words, Meng Chong's body froze suddenly, and then he broke out in a cold sweat, and almost instinctively fell to his knees with a "plop".

"Here!"

This Qianlong who has been the prince for ten years.

It's getting better.

(End of this chapter)