The crown prince's canonization ceremony was not completed in one day. There were still a series of things to be busy with, and the various ceremonial banquets took three days to be completed.
Zhu Chunming led the ministers and officials in front of the palace hall, watching the emperor's carriage slowly approaching surrounded by solemn and majestic imperial guards.
"I respectfully welcome the Holy Emperor, long live my emperor." All the officials immediately knelt down and shouted in unison.
The eunuch beside the emperor held a fly whisk and shouted loudly.
Everyone stood up and saw a scene that surprised everyone slightly.
Crown Prince Wei, who was wearing a formal dress, actually stepped down from the emperor's chariot first, and then stooped to help Emperor Longqing, who came down immediately.
Due to physical reasons, Emperor Longqing's thin face looked even more frail after such a long ceremony, but his smile was very kind. He held Prince Wei's hand and walked slowly.
Until he returned to his home and lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed to relax, Zhu Chunming couldn't help but mention this scene.
"So, your Majesty has allowed the prince to ride in the dragon chariot together?" Zhu Xian asked.
Although he is Zhu Chunming's son, and with this status, his power in the court is second only to Zhu Chunming, the chief minister of the court, but according to the rules, he is still not qualified to see this scene with his own eyes.
At that time, he was standing outside the ceremonial gate with many court officials of the same level or lower, and could only look at the banners and the backs of the heads of the people in front.
This made Young Master Zhu very uncomfortable.
"Dad, the crown prince's position is stable, then my official position should be changed, and the seat in the Ministry of Industry should be made available to me..." Young Master Zhu said, patting his belly full of oil and water.
"Why are you so anxious?" Zhu Chunming said calmly, opening his eyes slightly, "I know that you have always had a good relationship with His Royal Highness, but at this time, don't get too close to him, to avoid suspicion."
"Arouse suspicion?" Young Master Zhu glared and said, "Oh, why are you afraid of arousing suspicion now? Why didn't you dislike it when you enjoyed our large amount of money as an offering?"
"Shut up!" Zhu Chunming glared at him.
Zhu Xun didn't dare to challenge me yet, so he was speechless after hearing this.
Zhu Chunming rocked on the rocking chair for a while, then slowly said: "His Royal Highness, this person..."
His words stopped here.
Zhu Yan waited for a long time with his ears raised and there was no sound.
"What's wrong with him, Your Highness? He must never forget who supported him. Otherwise, he, the son of a handsome prince in a small mountain, could step by step get to where he is today. Not to mention other princes, even his father would be obsessed with it." I want to pull him down..." Young Master Zhu said with a snort.
"What? Do you think it's all up to you?" Zhu Chunming smiled instead.
"Of course...no..." Young Master Zhu said nonchalantly. Although he was used to the position of being able to make all the changes, he didn't really think that he could do whatever he wanted.
"I have known very well what kind of person His Majesty is over the past few decades..." Zhu Chunming tapped his fingers on the back of the chair, squinting as if talking to himself, "What do you think of a prince who can be treated like this by Your Majesty? What kind of person?”
Young Master Zhu frowned and recalled the memories of his interactions with this prince. He was cold, elegant, and no different from other princes. When he thought about it carefully, Prince Wen was not as good as Prince Su of Ganzhou in terms of wealth and talent. Not as good as Prince Liu of Quanzhou, he was the last among the four princes in terms of popularity. How come the crown prince position was his in the end
"This man is as forbearing as a wolf..." Zhu Chunming said slowly, "In the future..." He said this and looked at Zhu Xian. Although his son was carefully taught by him and compared with others, his thoughts and strategies are good, but in the end He is a bit pampered and a bit domineering, "He will definitely be a difficult emperor to deal with in the future..."
Zhu Yan chuckled, "Father, it's a little early to talk about the future. Why don't we talk about the present..."
"What's the matter?" Zhu Chunming asked. He was now an older man, and he was very tired from the canonization ceremony in the past few days.
"When will that old bastard Yang Taisheng die?" Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled with a cold light in his eyes.
The emperor granted amnesty, and the death penalty for Yang Taisheng's conspiracy was cancelled. However, Master Zhu had not yet spoken, so he was still imprisoned in prison.
"I heard that those unwilling people have already approached the prince, hoping to take advantage of the prince's happy event to fish out Yang Taisheng. The big thing has turned into a trivial matter..." Zhu Xian chuckled, touching Hu Za's chin, "Why don't I let someone join in the fun, just to see if His Highness the Crown Prince is on the road..."
Zhu Chunming laughed and looked at his son with satisfaction.
"Fortunately, this Yang Taisheng didn't die so early..." he said, "People should die well, this sentence is correct..."
Zhu Chunming lay on the rocking chair again, looking in the direction of the imperial city with slightly cloudy eyes.
Yang Taisheng is like a hot potato. If His Royal Highness accepts it, he will blatantly slap him in Zhu Chunming's face. If he doesn't accept it, he will slap those so-called Qingliu party members in the face. No matter what he chooses, there will be no good results. The only difference Yes, the future comments of Qingliu people are like grinding flesh with a dull knife, and Zhu Chunming can give him a good time.
National affairs or people's livelihood or suffering, it doesn't matter to Zhu Chunming. All he cares about is his own position of power. No matter who it is, no one can touch his interests. What about the prince? What about the prince? Although there is only one word difference between Chitose and Long Live, there is still one word missing. His Highness Chitose may not be able to figure it out, but no one understands Long Live better than him.
He is indecisive yet headstrong and arrogant, worried about gains and losses, and cautious and suspicious. It is not easy to support a prince, but it is easy to push him away, not to mention that this is not his biological prince.
He, Zhu Chunming, has been in government and public affairs for decades, and has many disciples and old officials all over the world. He does not expect this prince to talk to him about repayment of kindness. The king's power in officialdom is nothing more than checks and balances. Everyone knows that the emperor is in poor health. The truth is, maybe that day suddenly... it's time to test His Highness the Crown Prince's will.
"His Royal Highness is not easy to be a prince..." He said to himself and closed his eyes.
The idea was approved by his father, and Zhu Xiang took action immediately. He summoned several god-brothers who were good at writing memorials, and they conspired in the house to write the memorials.
When the night got dark, the people dispersed and sent away a few adults. Zhu Yang patted his belly with satisfaction and went to have fun with a beautiful maid in his arms.
A figure flashed into the study like a cat along the corridor, gently lit the fire, and illuminated Ling Yuan's face.
He found a secret compartment with ease and opened it, took out the memorial with the ink not yet dry, glanced at it, his expression changed drastically, and the fire suddenly went out as his hands shook.
When the sky was slightly bright, a drizzle fell, shrouding the entire East Palace in mist.
When the chief eunuch led a group of maids to the prince's palace, he saw that the lights were still dark and there was no sound of people inside. There was only a chubby eunuch standing outside the door.
Everyone knew that this was Chamberlain Huang who had been with him since the Duke's Palace. His status in front of His Royal Highness was self-evident, so they greeted him respectfully.
"It's getting late..." After the greetings, the chief eunuch whispered, "Your Highness's first morning appearance..."
The emperor was in poor health and had been in court for a long time. Now that he has a prince, he orders the prince to observe the government.
"Here we go..." Waiter Huang still had a smile on his face without the slightest worry. He did not go in to arouse the eunuchs as they thought, but still stood outside the door, chatting with them all the time. .
At this time, in the palace, around a screen, there was a small cubicle, with a candle burning, illuminating a person sleeping peacefully on the bed, and a person sitting crookedly on the ground, leaning on a round stool and sleeping with his mouth wide open. .
The floor was covered with thick felt mats, making no sound when walking.
Wearing a plain white robe, with his hair untied and no belt tied, Prince Wen, who was walking barefoot, stopped under the bed and looked at Gu Shiba Niang sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Her face, which used to be fair and slightly frail, was now dark and gloomy. She slept very uneasily, her brows wrinkled from time to time, her body moved uneasily, and her arms stuck out of the quilt.
Prince Wen bent down and put her arms under the quilt, then sat down on the edge of the bed. Although his movement was very gentle, it still woke up Peng Yizhen beside him.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Do you want some water?" He muttered, turned over and stood up. Suddenly he saw someone else in front of him, and he sat down again in fright.
"Your Highness..." He kowtowed and whispered.
"How was last night?" Prince Wen, now Prince Wei, asked in a low voice.
"It's better. After Your Highness left, the fever subsided..." Peng Yizhen replied. As he spoke, he knelt forward, stretched out his hand to explore Gu Shiba Niang's forehead, and said happily, "No. Do it again..."
"Is that good?" Prince Wei asked.
"Yes." Peng Yizhen replied confidently, with a bit of sobs in his voice.
Prince Wei nodded, stood up, and walked out.
Peng Yizhen leaned over to send him a gift.
"I will send you out of the palace today." Prince Wei stopped, turned his head slightly and whispered.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Peng Yizhen kowtowed again with great joy and felt as if a huge stone had fallen to the ground in his heart.
He once heard people say that these powerful people are the most ruthless and unjust, and killing people to silence them in order to protect Xin Mi's affairs is a perfectly normal method.
It seems like they won the bet this time
"Your Highness, Madam Gu told her when she woke up last night that Your Highness must remember not to eat pork for two years." Peng Yizhen looked at the back of His Highness the Crown Prince and hurriedly whispered.
"Yes." Prince Wei responded calmly without stopping.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to tell the time just by looking at the sky. The eunuchs outside the palace stood uneasy, and when they were about to urge them, they heard a faint cough from inside.
"Your Highness is up." Huang Huang said with a smile, reaching out to open the door.
A crowd of people filed in, looked at the figure sitting upright behind the curtain, knelt down and called for a thousand years.
"Pingshen." Prince Wei's voice came out coldly, the curtains were pulled up layer by layer, and the maids holding the prince's court clothes came forward to serve and dress him.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is at court." Accompanied by the shout of the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, the gate of the East Palace opened, and the Crown Prince's chariot drove out, heading towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony not far away in the rain.
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Sorry for the long wait. I can't write during the day because my thoughts will be interrupted. I write slowly because there are a lot of details that need to be explained, so I feel boring when I encounter excessive chapters. You can give it a rest. I I don’t mind if everyone decides.