Seeing his expression, Nan Yan immediately guessed that it had something to do with Zhu Feng, and stepped forward and asked, "Ye Zheng, what's wrong?"
Ye Zheng frowned and said, "We have to go to the prince's place quickly."
"okay."
Nan Yan didn't hesitate, she immediately turned her head and explained to Xia Yunting, then followed Ye Zheng and left the courtyard.
Xia Yunting stood at the door, watching the backs of the two of them leaving in a hurry, and turned back to the room after a while.
And Nan Yan followed Ye Zheng out, and after walking for a while, she felt something was wrong.
"Ye Zheng, aren't we going to the prince's place?"
"yes."
"But this road is not the road to the Hall of Martial Arts."
"My lord is not in the Hall of Valor."
"Oh, so where is he?"
"Cabinet treasury."
Nan Yan took another two steps forward, then froze, and turned to look at Ye Zheng: "Cabinet Treasurer?"
Ye Zheng continued to walk forward without turning his head, and said with a somewhat disordered breath: "And they said just now that the prince not only went by himself, but also had someone prepare a few barrels of tung oil to go there. Oh my god, our lord wants to go there again. do what?"
"..."
"Jiaotai Hall burned down to the point where there is not even a single tile left, and it hasn't been repaired yet."
Nan Yan stopped in place for a while, her mind was spinning quickly, and Ye Zheng walked a few steps, then looked back at her: "Hurry up, if you don't go over quickly, I don't know what's going to happen at the cabinet treasury What kind of thing?"
Nan Yan hesitated, but didn't say anything, and only stepped up two steps to follow.
The cabinet treasury is an inaccessible place in the imperial palace, even compared to the cold palace in the inner palace, there are even fewer people coming and going here.
Only on the first day of each month, there will be a servant who will sort out the memorials of the previous month and move them in for storage.
The big library of the cabinet is actually the place where the memorials are stored.
Originally, many people should have come to this place, because the emperor often had to read the memorials presented by the ministers in the past, and at the end of each year, he also had to summarize the gains and losses of the year from the memorials of this year.
However, ever since King Yan raised his troops and pressed Jinling every step of the way, the emperor lost control.
He no longer went to court, he didn't want to read the memorials of his ministers, he didn't even see their faces, and he hid in the inner palace every day to play, so this place was a bit deserted.
And now, the door to the cabinet treasury has finally opened again.
The dust rose with the wind blowing in, causing everyone around to cough. Zhu Feng stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "Keep moving."
"yes."
The servants did not dare to be negligent, and moved out all the memorials that the King of Yan had given in the past three years, and piled them up into a small mountain in the open space in front of the cabinet treasury.
On both sides of the open space, there are still several barrels of tung oil that have just been moved in.
Then, everyone stood on both sides with their hands down, looking at Zhu Feng with a face as cold as ice, feeling a little uneasy.
Open the cabinet treasury and pile up the memorials like this, what exactly is it for
And the next moment, Zhu Feng said, "Pour all the oil on top."
Hearing this, the people around were all stunned.
Standing behind him, the eunuch who had been watching all this with a pale face, the old eunuch Yu Gonggong knelt down in a panic: "Your Highness, memorials cannot be burned, this is the rule set by the ancestors. If the memorial is damaged, the court will There must be chaos!"