Daming Yinghua

Chapter 447: Why did you sacrifice your career for a foolish king?

When the door opened, what caught Zhu Changxun's eyes were two faces illuminated by torches, one male and one female, one familiar and one unfamiliar.

"Huang Bingshi, why are you here? The gangsters want to kill Gu! Where is that old beast Huang Qirui? He was the one who tricked me here. Who are you, woman?"

Zhu Changxun was furious and asked questions like a barrage. When he identified the Yunyan patch on Zheng Haizhu's chest, his angry tone was laced with doubts.

It was the first time for Zheng Haizhu to meet the great eldest son of Emperor Wanli, who triggered the dispute between the two countries.

The first impression of him is that he is so fat that men cry silently and women cry. The important point is that his temperament is obviously stupid.

Born with a golden key in his mouth, he does not do farming, does not engage in industry and commerce, does not defend the enemy, does not care about people's livelihood, and can get the love and wealth of the country without even using his brain, thus forming this typical loser The stupidity of the second generation.

Human brain circuits are developed in such second-generation heads. They are mainly used to respond to delicacies from mountains and seas, gold and stone, and beautiful bodies. They can appreciate Kun Opera and recognize Yunyan Buzi's official uniform. He is probably Zhu Changxun. A relatively advanced intellectual activity.

"Prince Fu," Zheng Haizhu said coldly, "My official surname is Zheng, and I am the Minister of the State Council. I am passing through Luoyang on official business to participate in the rebellious behavior of Prince Fu, who is indecent to a beautiful female teacher and secretly hides the crown of his dragon robe."

Zhu Changxun was stunned for a moment, then flicked the sleeve of his python robe: "What are you talking nonsense about, you bird official? The woman who wanted to kill Gu just now is the Xiu Nu instructor? Isn't she an actor? It was Huang Qirui who brought Gu to see him today. This is the actor. Hey, what did you say? Mianqi? Hehe, you are also an opera singer, right? , What a woman? How did you put on this official uniform? Are the emperor and officials of the Ming Dynasty crazy? "

"Your Highness, be careful what you say, be careful what you say." Huang Bingshi became more and more anxious as he listened, and had to interrupt his master loudly.

A moment ago, he was watching Zheng Haizhu instructing Wei Zhongxian on how to deal with the Henan government. At this moment, he was looking at the Dongchang fans in the courtyard, and heard Zhu Changxun talking about how his in-law Huang Qirui deceived him. Huang Bingshi no longer doubted that this time he was the emperor. His will is to deal with King Fu.

This ancestor, on the other hand, thought that when the late emperor was around, he still acted arrogant and domineering and looked down upon no one.

Zheng Haizhu did not respond to Zhu Changxun's abuse. Instead, he motioned to the two fans expressionlessly, locked the door again, and allowed Zhu Changxun to continue roaring in the room.

Huang Bingshi followed Zheng Haizu's footsteps and walked to the waterside pavilion under the moonlight. He bowed deeply first and then said: "Mrs. Zheng, I understand the difficulty of raising military pay for the imperial court. However, if we deal with Prince Fu today, Just like Emperor Jianwen used to falsely accuse the King of Xiang, how will Qingshi write about the emperor? How will he write about his wife? I beg Zheng Siqing to go to Datian and make another plan."

Zheng Haizhu turned around and looked directly at Huang Bingshi, without ridicule or contempt.

"Huang Changshi, you are insulting King Xiang too much by comparing King Xiang to today's King Fu. King Xiang is a wise king, so is King Fu? Didn't the court not give King Fu a chance to be a good king, and did so twice? Are you willing to do it? Mr. Huang, Qingshi has some weight in my eyes, but it is not that important. The Qingshi of future generations cannot give us the millions of military pay that Ming Dynasty needs now, so why should I care about those flimsy pieces of paper that can be written on. What words? Mr. Huang, when a person dies, it’s up to future generations to judge the merits and demerits, as long as we understand what we are doing and have a clear conscience.”

Huang Bingshi glanced at the room where King Fu was imprisoned, and said solemnly: "How can you say that you have a clear conscience when Luo Zhi is trapped?"

Zheng Haizhu sighed secretly. These Confucian disciples who were stupid in reading seemed to have principles, but in fact the pattern of judging right and wrong was very narrow.

They also don't think about it. Compared with greedy and bottomless sucking of people's fat and anointment, playing a game to invite the king into the urn to achieve the purpose of depriving the title is a kind of evil, but it is a small evil to stop a big evil. Just listen to Huang Bingshi say again: "Zheng Siqing, the dragon robe Mianqi was found in the palace, was it also induced by Huang Qirui to do it? Just because he can get in and out of the palace cheaply?"

Zheng Haizhu was noncommittal: "Huang Gong, you are very smart. However, it is true that arrogant things were found in the music hall of Prince Fu's Mansion."

"Ahem," Huang Bingshi was still arguing in his own thoughts, "If the court really needs money, just ask Concubine Zheng or Eunuch Lu to come and talk to King Fu, or directly reduce King Fu's food."

Zheng Haizhu said sternly: "Huang Gong, I don't know what rules you should follow when writing eight-legged essays when you take the imperial examination. I only know that when the court moves the vassal king, it means 'the teacher has the reputation'. Prince Fu's move is only one step away from rebellion. After a long time, he was demoted to a commoner and sent to Fengyang according to the law. It was his fate that the Dechang Palace reported him and assisted in the investigation. He also asked for the return of the Huaiyanyan annual revenue and the Henan Prefecture waterway tax. He also cleared four thousand hectares of food towns in Shandong and sent 600,000 taels of silver to the household. It is rare for a son to be unworthy of his father and possess both virtue and wisdom. If King Dechang succeeds to the throne of King Fu, he will surely become a virtuous king and set an example for all vassals. "

When Huang Bingshi heard the second half, he felt as if he heard thunder, and he was finally awakened by the explosion.

No wonder Huang Qirui, the father-in-law of King Dechang, was persuaded by the court to go into battle and become a pioneer.

Also, the salt business tax is at least 300,000 taels per year, and the land tax in Shandong, even if it is eight qian to one tael of silver per acre, is 400,000 taels per year, and it will be collected soon this year. In addition to the cash donated, Zhu Changxun's family fortune was scrapped, and 1.3 million taels were used in exchange for the result that the vassal was not eliminated and King Dechang ascended to the throne. It also blocked the fierce material discussions at home and abroad. How could other vassal kings be stupid enough? Jump out and ask for help?

Zheng Haizhu used the light to see Huang Bingshi's complex expression, so he softened his tone and said, "Has Mr. Huang figured it out?"

Huang Bingshi had no intention of chattering anymore, so he just stood with his sleeves down and remained silent.

Zheng Haizhu continued to speak warmly: "Huang Gong is a talented minister, and he is also a virtuous minister. Why bother to sacrifice his future to a foolish person? A virtuous minister should assist the future virtuous king, and also provide assistance to his nephews and nephews who are studying craftsmanship and preparing for the spring examination. For your own sake, don’t you think so?”

Huang Bingshi had calmed down a little, and he felt the deep meaning in Zheng Haizhu's words. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and cast a searching gaze.

Zheng Haizhu nodded clearly: "Eunuch Wei has spoken for you. I believe him and give you the "Picture of Cold Plum Blossoms and Snow" as a token of respect. This time, another Duke Huang even bluntly recommended you to assist in your succession. Prince Fu, I also believe him, but after all, being an official is very different from painting, so I still want to hear what you mean."

In just over an hour, Huang Bingshi's emotions went through great ups and downs. Although his psychological defenses collapsed, his thoughts finally began to be led by stronger people.

Unlike the cruel and stupid King Fu, the truly strong man sent him a signal that was half suppression, half approval, half guidance, and half threat. This made imperial bureaucrats like him who still had great expectations for their career very excited. .

Under the moonlight, Huang Bingshi seemed to be discouraged, but seemed to be energized. He softly put forward his plea: "Huang, I really don't believe that King Fu would hide the dragon robe and crown secretly."

Zheng Haizhu smiled lightly: "When you are master and servant, there is still some friendship. If you don't believe it, don't believe it. If you don't believe it, just keep it in your stomach. Huang Gong can tell Henan Mansion what he saw with his own eyes. ”

How could Huang Bingshi not understand?

He lowered his eyelids again and said, "I see you here, Lord Fu, and the nun who taught Xiu Nu."

Zheng Haizhu sighed softly: "If King Fu was willing to listen to Changshi's advice and cultivate his moral character, why would he be like this? Huang Changshi, let's go, let's go see Henan Mansion."