Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 179 The decree comes to Huzhou

Huzhou Mansion, Prince Xin's mansion was just completed a few days ago.

Zhu Youjian has been restless these days, and he has not picked up and read his favorite book, the Records of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, which he keeps reading every day.

"Your Highness, the theater is ready. Several adults from Huzhou Mansion have also taken their seats and are waiting for you, Your Highness. Do you want to go over now?"

Today, Prince Xin's Mansion specially invited the famous theater troupe from all over Zhejiang Province to come to the mansion to sing operas. The title of the opera is also Prince Xin's favorite "Huan Sha Ji". Huan Sha Ji tells the story of the rise and fall of Wu and Yue, which is King Xin's favorite.

Ever since Lord Xin established his vassalship in Huzhou, officials from all over Zhejiang Province have come to pay their respects in an endless stream.

After the scene at Chengtian Gate, the entire Ming Dynasty scholars now understood that Prince Xin and the Donglin Party were on the same side.

As for his brother being so deeply involved in political affairs, the emperor in the palace did not seem to make any decisive conclusions, and the cabinet did not express any opinions on the matter. Except for a few shouts from the people, the entire government and the public were silent on this matter. .

So, this situation makes the officials in Nanjing City, or in other words, the southeastern provinces, think that by getting closer to Prince Xin now, they can not only gain a reputation as a clean slate, but also take the opportunity to cling to those Donglin big guys. Wouldn't it be killing two birds with one stone? ?
  Furthermore, even if Donglin loses power now, who can guarantee that he will not be resurrected tomorrow?
  There are not a few officials who think this way. After all, providing help in times of need is always more touching than adding icing on the cake.

With the scroll in his hand still on the table, King Xin sighed softly and asked, "Who is here?"

"Returning to Your Highness, Wang Tongru, the censor of Zhejiang Province, Mao Gongjin, the prefect of Huzhou, and Lu Yubin, the head of the Nanjing Ministry of Household Affairs," the personal attendants reported to Zhu Youjian one by one.

"Haven't Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou arrived?" Zhu Youjian was worried.

Before leaving Beijing, Zhu Youjian arranged an assassination operation against Wang Qi. Now ten days have passed, but no news has come back from the capital.

King Xin wrote three consecutive letters to Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou of Yingtian Mansion yesterday, hoping to discuss with them through today's banquet.
  This made Zhu Youjian, who was already unstable and anxious, even more anxious.

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Zhu Youjian took a deep breath and said after a while: "Let's go, don't let the local officials wait too long."

After getting Zhu Youjian's approval, he bowed and took him out.

"Wait a minute!" Zhu Youjian just took two steps and stopped. He seemed to be a little entangled, and his face was a little pale: "Wait a minute."

"Your Highness," the waiter outside the door said anxiously, "the officials in the front yard are waiting!"

"If something happens to Beijing City, what will happen to me?" Zhu Youjian waved his hand: "I have to wait."

The waiter and the attendant looked at each other with helplessness and speechlessness.

Can you expect good news if you wait here?

Or can Wang Qi die and Ming Dynasty be resurrected?

After all, Zhu Youjian has no real ability to be a leader.

While everyone in the mansion was anxiously waiting for the master to appear.

"Report!"

The boy ran out of breath and ran to the backyard: "Your Highness, it's here!" "Who's here?" Zhu Youjian, who was pacing in the courtyard, was delighted when he heard this: "Is it Mr. Yang, Mr. Zuo?"

"Well," the boy shook his head and added, "It's someone from the palace."

"In the palace?" Zhu Youjian's face turned pale instantly, and then he took two steps back, barely holding on to the corner of the table to keep from falling.

The servants on both sides saw this and hurried forward to support the prince.

Ignoring the danger of falling just now, Zhu Youjian was already sweating profusely. He threw away the two people who were supporting him and stared at the boy: "What are they here for? They are here to arrest me. Is that so? Are the Jin Yiwei here? Who is the envoy who announces the edict?"

There are usually five questions in a row about jewelry. It can be seen that Zhu Youjian is already in a mess.

"There are no royal guards. The envoy here to read out the imperial edict is Eunuch Liu Ruoyu," the young man bowed, looking much more shocked than Zhu Youjian.

"There are no royal guards, nor are they admiral eunuchs, huh," Zhu Youjian nodded in relief: "That's good, that's good."

"Quickly, inform the government to prepare to welcome the Ambassador!" Zhu Youjian took the dry towel handed over by his personal attendant and hurriedly wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Also, let all the visiting officials leave quickly! I, the King, We can’t let those people in Beijing get the hang of it!”

After a moment of panic, Zhu Youjian, surrounded by everyone, came to the front yard and knelt down to welcome the decree.

At this time, many officials who participated in the banquet could no longer leave. After all, the imperial edict was present. Who dared to ignore the edict and turn a blind eye?
  Liu Ruoyu was standing in the courtyard at the moment, holding the imperial edict in his hand. His expression and attitude, after scanning for a week, clearly showed a trace of contempt for everyone: a group of rotten scholars who were demoted to Nanjing could only stay here to keep warm and masturbate.

"Your Majesty Zhu Youjian respectfully welcomes the imperial edict!"

Zhu Youjian was at the front, leading everyone to welcome the imperial edict.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside the palace was kneeling in worship, but everyone's expressions were obviously different. Some were confused, some were frightened, and some were gloating.

Liu Ruoyu coughed slightly and then slowly rolled up the imperial edict in his hand:

"The emperor is destined to carry the emperor, and the edict says: There have been rumors in the capital recently, and the government and the public are uncertain. The case of missing gunpowder from Wang Gong's factory has attracted attention. I have used manpower to investigate and deal with it. There was also a night of chaos among the people. Fortunately, Duke Lang and others used their lives to see through the traitor's plan. , to save the people of the capital from danger, and one of the people in charge is my imperial brother, a disciple of King Xin Zhu Youjian, who discussed matters between the government and the public. This time, no real harm was caused, so except for the person in charge, the owl leader, The rest of those who were affected were treated leniently. The court felt that King Xin was not strict in his duties and had neglected his duties. He was also deceived by others in his daily life, or was unable to distinguish right from wrong, or was impulsive and was not generally consistent with the court. Therefore, it was decided that Xin should be treated leniently. Wang Zhu Youjian was banned from his residence for one year and fined one year's salary. He copied Taizu's actual records ten times to see the effect. I admire this!"

"Prince Xin, please accept the edict?" Liu Ruoyu rolled up the imperial edict and looked down at Zhu Youjian, who was kneeling not far away and was trembling all over but trying not to let others see it.

At this moment, Zhu Youjian only felt the burning pain on his face, and there was no hesitation anywhere in his body.

This imperial brother's edict was a slap directly on his face. Although he didn't scold himself explicitly, let's listen to what the imperial edict said!

The person in charge was the leader, but King Xin was deceived because he could not distinguish right from wrong, so he was fined a year's salary and banned from the palace.
  From now on, who else would dare to date him? Dare to get close to your own prince?

"Believe in the prince?" Liu Ruoyu frowned and urged again.

In Xinwangfuyuan, for a while, no one came forward.

(End of this chapter)