Hu Yi just felt that indifferent places like the court, there was a rare warmth. This kind of warmth was not a good thing for court officials. When they became accustomed to such courts, they would be unable to adapt to the court atmosphere that would turn around in an emergency.

This kind of warmth is the inevitable result of political stability and relaxation. Just like after the sun rises, all ghosts and monsters hide, and everything acts according to the rules. Major changes such as Yu Qian's death and the replacement of the throne will bring drastic changes to the court.

At this time, conspirators hiding in the dark will use their own bottom line and no morality to defeat all the gentlemen in the court, and then transform themselves into a transformation to create the illusion of outstanding integrity, tell some truths that they don’t believe in, and deceive the world.

Even this kind of reading mind is a bit pedantic. Shang Lu, who is the third-ranking, is pursuing truth and romance.

Of course, Shang Lu knew what Hu Yi was saying, and thought for a long time before saying, "Actually, it's pretty good. Your Majesty is young."

This stable and relaxed atmosphere will make the great speculations during the Jingtai period bloom, and as long as the young Majesty can continue to rule steadily, Shang Lu will most likely not see a major change in the court.

Everyone else died, and no matter what happened after death, they could no longer be controlled.

To this day, Your Majesty is still a very cautious person. He is curious about how many bowls of rice His Majesty has buried nails in Tai'an Palace and was thrown to Yongning Temple.

When Shang Lu left, Shang Lu discovered something very strange, that is, Hu Yi did not answer his question positively, but instead scolded him for his political naivety and naivety.

Shang Lu, who was standing in front of Hu Yi's door, thought for a moment and shook his head. Since Hu Yi explained clearly that the late emperor had never regretted killing the entire Han Palace, there was no doubt about His Majesty's life experience.

I can only say that rumors are rumors. As for the eunuch Chen Fu's words, Shang Lu thought about it seriously, probably talking nonsense.

In fact, Shang Lu couldn't ask anything even after asking. Compared with Hu Yi's skill in practicing Tai Chi, he was still inferior to nine shameless Liu Ji.

Hu Yi stood in the attic, watching Shang Lu stop indifferently and shake his head and leave. He then took out the brazier with a crutch, took out a few pieces of paper in the box, threw it into the brazier, then took some water, poured it in, and dispersed all the ashes.

Hu Changxiang thought the small attic had caught fire, so he was so scared that he ran up with a bucket. He saw Hu Yi sitting on a recliner and resting. He asked strangely: "Did your father burn anything?"

"When people get old, they don't write well, and they get angry when they read it, and they get burned." Hu Yi replied with a smile. This answer is very reasonable.

Hu Yi is old, not stupid, so he doesn't even have to worry about finding reasons.

As for whether Hu Yi burned the words he wrote was a useless one, only Hu Yi himself knew.

"What will dad write in the future? Tell me to the child." Hu Changxiang took out a blanket and covered Hu Yi's body.

"A few days ago, Your Majesty gave me a house. Tomorrow you find some people to clean up, and I will retire. If you occupy such a good official residence, the courtiers should scold me for being shameless again." Hu Yi leaned on the recliner, looked at the fallen leaves in the yard, and said leisurely to Hu Changxiang.

After all my life, I will be completely away from this vortex of power.

"Your Majesty will not allow you to move."

"The little yellow gate who announced the reward said that if you clean up, you should clean up. If you have the order in the future, you should announce the imperial edict here again." Hu Changxiang talked about the house, and just had a happy time. He packed up the fire brazier and raised his head and said, "Dad, you said that your majesty is also interesting. After rewarding the house, you won't let us move over. I will announce the imperial edict and come here. Why is this?"

"You don't understand." Hu Yi was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Wang Zhi has moved out a long time ago, and Your Majesty has not specifically advised me. Your Majesty asked me to continue to serve the Ming Dynasty before closing my eyes."

"It's great." Hu Yi leaned on the recliner and said leisurely: "Your Majesty still attaches great importance to my old bones."

The situation of Wang Zhi and Hu Yi was very different. Before the Battle of the Capital, Wang Zhi was the leader of all officials. When King Ji Li was captured and had no leader, Wang Zhi was not sure about it and handed over the position of the head of all officials to Yu Qian. Later, after the court stabilized, the position of the Minister of Personnel was also handed over to Wang Ao.

Wang Zhi and Hu Yi are still a little poor in their ability to do things.

For example, when His Majesty explained the official ships and trade matters this time, Hu Yi handled it very thoroughly.

Is Hu Yi happy to continue to serve His Majesty? He is naturally happy.

Hu Yi has been in the court all his life. It seems that he has been in the court for more than fifty years. Apart from the court, his only hobby is medical skills.

He retired because he was completely incompetent. If he didn't work, he would be poked and his backbone would be retreated if he didn't work.

Hu Changxiang smiled and said, "Our family now has more than 33,600 silver coins. This is what we earn from selling books. It is the animal book. I didn't expect that so many people will read it."

Hu Yi also received a salary from the court. The Prince Shao Shi was a first-rank official. In addition to the salary from the Imperial Hospital, Hu Changxiang also received a salary from the hereditary Jinyiwei Punishment envoy. This hereditary salary was reduced to the descendants of each generation, and was extinct in five generations.

"Holding the family is righteous." Hu Yi praised him in a simplistic way.

In fact, there is another person who knows why Zhu Qiyu and Empress Dowager Wu live outside the palace, and that is Zhu Zhanji, the King of Xiang who presided over the transformation of the Tatar king in Daningwei.

King Xiang Zhu Zhanji left the capital in the fourth year of Xuande and was in Changsha Prefecture. He knew very well about Zhu Qiyu, who was born in the third year of Xuande, and even went to hold a child.

After Zhu Zhanji left the capital, he immediately changed his appearance and his complexion became much rosy. No matter how strong the wind and sand outside the frontier were, it was not as terrifying as the unhealthy trends in the court.

Zhu Zhanqi didn't have to live a life of a state-man who was afraid that the emperor would misunderstand, and the courtiers would be framed. This man felt relaxed and his spirit immediately became different, and he was full of energy.

Zhu Zhanqiu gained a few more pounds of weight every time the state of regent would lose ten pounds. If he hadn't been the uncle of the emperor, he would not have done such a chore.

Well done, isn’t it worthy of being the emperor’s 100 million yuan of support?

If you don’t do well, literati and poets are all sarcastic. Those who hold guns and sticks will scold you, how ugly it will be.

"Yang Jun, the Marquis of Changping, took the Four-Yang Battalion to suppress the bandits again. The Marquis of Changping came to the Tatars. They were either suppressing bandits or on the way to suppress bandits. Are there so many bandits in this area?" Luo Bingzhong poured a cup of tea for Zhu Zhanji.

He is the chief minister of the Xiang Prince's Mansion and Zhu Zhanji's aide. The two of them have a life-long friendship, so they naturally don't have to be so restricted when speaking.

"Hey, you don't understand this. If there is no bandit, will you not suppress it? The sound of horse hooves will not ring outside these felt bags. Do you believe that tomorrow there will be bandits on the earth?" King Xiang shook his head and said, "This is going to deter it."

Only the military detention that can be heard and seen is the detention. If the Ming army cannot be seen, how could the Tatars accept the royal transformation of the Ming Dynasty?

Wang Hua is not treating guests to dinner. Wang Hua is a political activity that is carried out for the purpose of completely assimilating or even eliminating the other party's culture. How can he be so polite and tender?

This is life and death.

In this way, the Tatars had several civil unrest in recent years, but they were quickly put down by the Ming army and no troubles occurred. If the Ming army did not suppress the bandits every day, then the Tatars would be covered with horse bandits all over the mountains.

"This day has been suppressing bandits every day, and this bandits have been suppressed for several years. Even the birds in the mountains have been suppressed. This man is not a small number of chews on horses. Your Majesty is really generous and can afford it. As soon as the Fourth Martial Battalion left, the Fourth Brave Battalion came up." Luo Bingzhong said with emotion.

Zhu Zhanji said with great confidence: "Your Majesty is training troops, do you know?"

"What the Ming Dynasty lacks the most is cavalry. Now it is making up for this shortcoming. Better cavalry is expensive, it is expensive to form, maintain, and when used, it is expensive to even get rid of the funerals and old people."

Yang Jun was also not idle and had nothing to do, so he hunted everywhere. The Ming Dynasty was still training cavalry, so his purpose was naturally to the Oirats far away in the sky.

Did the Oirats escape the Ming Dynasty's liquidation of them when they advanced westward?

If the bloody feud of Tumu Fort is not revenged, how can the dead souls underground be in peace?

What should I use to cleanse the shame of being under the city when His Majesty ascended the throne?

Luo Bingzhong seemed to be a little confused and said, "Then don't we have a musket team in the Ming Dynasty? That guy, three rows of bullets, aiming, and shooting, aren't this cavalry a living target? Rush over, aren't you lined up and shot? Why are you practicing cavalry?"

"Hmph, it's very superficial." Zhu Zhanqi said disdainfully: "Old Luo, we have been together for almost ten years. Don't talk nonsense about what you don't know in the future."

"You are a scholar, have you ever fired a musket? That thing seems fierce, but the cavalry rushed over so quickly. How many guns can you shoot? The scene is terrible when the cavalry rushed into the musket team by the cavalry."

Cavalry is still the most dangerous and expensive group of troops to break the formation at the moment, but it is extremely powerful. Of course, Zhu Zhanqiu has no military talent, and his talent is all about saving his life.

Zhu Zhanqiu saw the cavalry charging with his own eyes. The sound of horse hooves rushing like thunder, while the smoke and dust covered the sky and suppressed the sun. Then the governor Yang Jun told him that when there were only one thousand people, Zhu Zhanqiu fell into silence.

Zhu Zhanji later saw the millions of troops grazing on horse farms, and thousands of horses were running together. Zhu Zhanji did not feel afraid. After a little thought, it was no surprise that this sensory difference occurred.

A horse is the best horse, a soldier is the most brave and good at fighting, and a military equipment is the most tempered and powerful weapon. These three things add up to the most fearful.

"This is not what I said, but some rumors in the court said that, "Your Highness is in Daningwei, just like the matter of the King of Yan back then, suppressing bandits every day is to raise bandits and respect themselves, train cavalry, and wait for the sword and step on the capital." Luo Bingzhong then said.

Others were in Daningwei. The Ming army relied on cavalry to attack news and did not collect information at night. Otherwise, the Ming army would be deaf and blind, and would not know that it would be made into dumplings and stuffed.

He was talking about the view of the court. King Xiang wanted to follow the story of King Yan back then and wait for the battle to enter the capital in Daning.

"Don't let it go!" Zhu Zhanqi suddenly stood up, pointed at himself with a bloody look on his face and said, "I have been to Daningwei, so why don't Gu let me go? Gu will write a letter to His Majesty tomorrow to go to Sichuan and Tibet. I see, who else can fart like this when I hide in Sichuan and Tibet!"

"I know the destiny of heaven, and the Yan Prince's Mansion also knew the destiny of heaven back then! If Prince Yiwen was still there, if it weren't for Jianwen's destiny, would the Yan Mansion have fought for this life?"

"A group of long-tongued ghosts who only know how to bark wildly!"

Is rebellion a joke? I haven’t seen enough jokes about Nanya’s usurping the dynasty, so I want to see his Zhu Zhanqian’s joke?

Rebellion is a fight for the way. If you fight with Your Majesty in the field that Your Majesty is best at, then you will make a bunch of jokes. Wouldn’t you live a joke?

Zhu Zhanji is the owner of three extraordinary skills cards and is also the only relative who has extraordinary skills cards so far!

Zhu Zhanqi got angry very much, but as he was venting his anger, he stopped angry, and sat down peacefully and slowly calmed down.

Luo Bingzhong asked blankly: "Your Highness, are you angry?"

Zhu Zhanqi patted his clothes and said, "The reason is very simple. How can court officials say it is the affairs of court officials? As long as your Majesty ignores them, then he will still be the most noble uncle of the Ming Dynasty."

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe in orphans, even if the court officials don't say it, it's better to hang yourself or leave it for decent."

"It's useless to just treat this sting with these sour literati."

Luo Bingzhong then said suddenly: "Your Highness, yesterday His Majesty sent someone to send winter clothes. I am afraid that your Highness will be frozen in Daningwei, so His Majesty also rewarded a lot of wealth to cousin the friendship of his cousin."

"Gold and silver are both common things, but this winter clothes are the friendship of kissing." Zhu Zhanqiu patted his clothes again, smiling.

His Majesty still cares about him in his heart, that's enough.

Luo Bingzhong's fingers shook a few times, and after repeated consideration, he said, "Your Highness, someone has inquired about the matter and found out that I am here. It is said that a demonic wind has recently emerged in the capital, saying that Your Majesty is the remains of the Han Palace."

"The old birthday boy is hanged and thinks he has a long life? His Highness is the remains of the Han Prince's Mansion. They rebel! They dare not rebel and say that..." Zhu Zhanqi sneered, and soon frowned and said, "No, this is wrong."

"Emotion is still a chain of condoms, waiting for the orphan here!"

Zhu Zhanqiu recalled the smell. The demonic wind of feelings was blowing, and what he wanted was not His Majesty's throne, but his Zhu Zhanqiu's life.

Zhu Zhanqiu said indifferently: "Look at the tricks of these scholars, one by one, one by one, one by one, and then look at you, you are also a Jinshi, why can't you think of such a trick that can damage your good deeds!"

"It really hurts the good deeds!"

Zhu Zhanqi said with a heavy expression: "It's amazing. This messy palace secret is just a confirmation. I can't help but let the wind do anything, and then King Xiang wants to seize the throne and serve the king of Yan."

“High, really high.”
Chapter completed!