All the ministers followed Xiao Yanjun and shouted "Long live the emperor" in unison. After Eunuch Li helped the emperor retreat, most of the courtiers gathered around Xiao Yanjun. With such a flattering look, they wished they could change their words and call him "long live". One word, His Royal Highness.
Taifu Wu, Prime Minister Ju, Xu Wanjun, and even Zheng Zhongguang gathered around Ji Ming. They all clicked their tongues and wondered why he agreed. The courtiers discussed the candidate for the crown prince.
"How can you, Mr. Jie, agree to this at this time?" Taifu Wu shook his head while stroking his beard, looking very sad.
"We can't stop this matter. Even if we don't let them discuss it, they will bring it up every morning in the future, which will upset the emperor." Xie Jiming bowed to them.
Everyone also knew that what he said was true, but the situation was inevitably too unfavorable.
"Over there with His Majesty Seventh Prince..." Zheng Zhongguang looked very anxious.
But after he said this, everyone's expressions became darker and darker. Xiao Zimu was somewhat affected by Xia Chu, and he even took leave of absence from the morning court in the past few days.
If you mention him jointly at this time, it will actually harm him.
"The emperor said that we should discuss it first, and he did not ask us to discuss the selection of individuals. You might as well wait for a few days and wait and see what happens." Although Xie Jiming's face was expressionless, his words were extremely sincere.
Everyone could only nod helplessly and temporarily agreed to the wait-and-see action.
The group of people watched Xiao Yanjun leave surrounded by the flattering officials, each of his faces looking uglier than the last.
Xie Jiming still had to take care of the affairs of the Ministry of Etiquette, so he took his leave immediately.
Kong Changhui had been waiting for him outside the palace for a long time, and the two of them walked together behind Xiao Yanjun.
I don’t know who whispered something to Xiao Yanjun, but he stopped. When the two of them came forward, Xiao Yanjun said pointedly to Kong Changhui: "Master Kong, Sinan's mansion last night There was a thief, and a maidservant disappeared..."
Although Kong Changhui saluted, he replied with a disdainful tone: "If the official remembers correctly, Si Nan is a fourth-grade bodyguard. If he is attacked by a thief, go to Jing Zhaoyin. If not, you can go to Mr. Jing. I am in charge of Dali." What's wrong with the temple?"
Si Nan's face instantly became embarrassed. What Kong Changhui meant was to openly mock him for not being of a high level and not worthy of allowing Dali Temple to intervene.
"Having said that, that maidservant is serving Miss Su. Miss Su is involved in the young marquis' collusion with the enemy and treason. Since Mr. Kong is investigating the case, shouldn't he take care of such a big matter?" Sinan retorted.
"I went to your mansion yesterday. I hope you would hand over your witness so that Dali Temple can protect you and facilitate questioning. But you said that the witness is free and I can only question you in the mansion and cannot take him away. Now her maid It was lost in your house, and I still want to question you." Kong Changhui sneered, making Si Nan's face turn pale.
"Master Kong, what you said is wrong. Now the maid in the Sinan Mansion has been lost and she has reported it to Dali Temple. Is this how Master Kong protects the people?" Cheng Zhaobing, the Minister of War, came to his aid and asked Kong Changhui.
After all, it was Xiao Yanjun who started this conversation. It didn't matter if Si Nan lost face, but it was equivalent to an indirect slap in Xiao Yanjun's face. How could he do it.
"It is Jing Zhaoyin's job to protect the people. The subordinates are still busy with the serious matter of collaborating with the enemy and treason and are unable to help. If the guards of the Si have to trust me so much, they can report it to me step by step. If they can be assigned to Dali Temple, I will Of course I will do my best." Kong Changhui looked very disdainful, bowed his head and left with a wave of his sleeves.
"Kong Changhui, you are so brave!" Cheng Zhaobing was furious.
He just suppressed Si Nan, but the mere third-rank minister of Dali Temple didn't even pay attention to him, and left as soon as he wanted, without even giving him a decent step.
Kong Changhui turned around as he was told, not looking at him but at Xiao Yanjun, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Prince Yu, I wonder if there is anything inappropriate that I have said?"
Xiao Yanjun sneered: "I wish Mr. Kong can settle the case as soon as possible. After all, he has made a bold statement in front of the palace. Otherwise, without this official title, by then, I am afraid that he will not even want to take care of the affairs of the fourth-grade guards." The qualifications are in charge…”
"That's right, don't blow the leather."
"I won't be able to take care of it by then."
"His Royal Highness King Yu is absolutely right."
Everyone around Xiao Yanjun felt that what he said was extremely relieving, and they mocked Kong Changhui. Si Nan even raised his chin with a provocative look on his face.
Kong Changhui was furious. Jie Jiming beside him pressed the hand he was about to raise and shook his head slightly.
Kong Changhui snorted coldly and left with a puff of sleeves.
Xie Jiming followed him and took steps forward. Xiao Yanjun's voice sounded behind him: "After Master Xie became the Minister, he has gained some sense of proportion. I cherish talents and have always favored Master Xie. A good bird chooses its wood." And Qi, I wonder if Lord Xie understands this truth now."
"Wei Chen understands." Xie Jiming bowed towards Xiao Yanjun.
A slight smile appeared on Xiao Yanjun's lips, with a proud look on his face.
At the morning meeting today, he was very satisfied with what Xie Jiming said, and wanted to try to bring him under his command. After hearing his reply, he thought that he was now in a high position and had learned to assess the situation.
Unexpectedly, after Jie Ji Ming stood up, he replied to him with a calm expression: "Wei Chen chose this good piece of wood like the emperor, so he will naturally be able to rest on it very firmly."
Xiao Yanjun looked at the back of him running after Kong Changhui, and his face suddenly turned very ugly. Shi Fuqiu cursed at the right time: "I don't know how to praise."
Xie Jiming suddenly stopped, turned to Shi Fuqiu and said, "General Shi, please be careful what you say. Could it be that the emperor is not a good tree?"
Shi Fuqiu's face was livid, and Yu Bangzhen quickly stopped him and lowered his voice to persuade: "General Shi, don't get angry with that nerd. He is ignorant of the world and has no sense of reason. He has always had his own way. We will have plenty of time to deal with him in the future." pull down."
Jie Jiming's face had always been calm, but a sneer appeared on his face. The smile was embedded on his face, looking particularly sarcastic...
Kong Changhui looked at Xie Jiming, who was catching up next to him, with lingering resentment in his heart: "It's too arrogant, it's too arrogant. This morning's meeting is really getting more and more aggrieved day by day. When will this end?"
Xie Jiming sighed: "You forgot what Li Bingwen said yesterday, if you want to be strong, you should suppress it first. We are tolerant."
Kong Changhui looked bitter: "No matter how much I endure it, it's a naked threat. Why don't we let Bingwen come to the court by himself and see if he can still stand and talk like this without back pain."
The two of them, one complaining and the other comforting, walked outside the palace gate. From a distance, they heard the sound of people surrounding them.
The matter of discussing the crown prince has just been approved, and the people outside the palace have already known it. They lined the streets to greet him, and lined up even more spectacular than yesterday, waiting to congratulate His Highness King Yu...
(End of chapter)