Chapter 90: The minister is not the minister

When he arrived at the gate of Wuying Hall, Zhu Yunwen hesitated for a moment and said, "Shi Du Xiao, go in first. After the emperor's grandfather summons you, I will give advice to the emperor's grandfather alone. It is of great importance. Foreign ministers are present and afraid that the emperor's grandfather will vent their anger on others."

Xiao Fan nodded. Zhu Yunwen's consideration was correct. The questioning of the vassal king's strategy can be said to have touched Zhu Yuanzhang's rebellious scale. If someone else mentioned this, he would probably have been killed by Zhu Yuanzhang long ago. Even if Zhu Yunwen mentioned this, he would have to take some risks. It is really not advisable that others are present at this time.

Xiao Fan showed an encouraging smile at Zhu Yunwen, patted him on the shoulder, then dressed up and said to the eunuch guarding the door of the hall: "I am the magistrate of the Jinyiwei and the attendant of the Eastern Palace. Xiao Fan is hereby decree to meet the saint."

The eunuch looked at Xiao Fan and turned into the hall. After a while, the eunuch came out and whispered: "Your Majesty, Xiao Fan came into the hall to see the carriage--"

Xiao Fan bent and followed the eunuch into Wuying Hall without any haste.

Zhu Yunwen stood alone outside the hall and saw Xiao Fan's figure disappearing inside the hall. He frowned with a serious expression and unconsciously walked towards the imperial garden outside the Wuying Hall. What he said to the emperor's grandfather today was too taboo and too risky. He had to organize his language well. The words of the verbs should not be too sharp, but also make things clear.

While Xiao Fan's figure disappeared at the gate of the hall, Zhu Yunwen's figure also disappeared in the imperial garden.

Inside Wuying Hall.

Xiao Fan bowed into the East Warehouse and found that Zhu Yuanzhang was not the only one in the Warehouse.

Several ministers in the court, led by Huang Zicheng and Zhang Ju, stood on the left side of the Long Case, two or three steps away from the Long Case. King of Yan Zhu Di was wearing a python robe of the vassal king and standing respectfully on the right side of the Long Case. His rough face was filled with a gentle smile. Zhu Yuanzhang's old face smiled deeper and his wrinkles became. When he looked at Zhu Di, he looked at him with a look of unconcealment of relief.

Seeing Xiao Fan coming in, Huang Zicheng couldn't help but snorted and cast a hatred look at him. The other ministers also looked as cold as ice, and they all looked at him unkindly.

Xiao Fan's scalp was numb by these ministers. He was puzzled and he really didn't understand how he offended them.

Of course he didn't understand that Huang Zicheng and Zhang Feng carefully designed a plan to rebuild the Jinyiwei silver fund, but was resolved by Xiao Fan with a fine trick. The so-called "stop punching the teacher to death, how can the teacher not be angry?

The contradictions between civil officials and Jinyiwei are inevitably becoming increasingly sharp.

"My minister Xiao Fan, I am ordered to pay homage to Your Majesty."

Xiao Fan honestly lifted the hem of his official robe and knelt down to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be in a good mood today. When he saw Xiao Fan coming, he laughed and said, "Xiao Aiqing doesn't have to be too polite, just be calm. Come on, I will introduce you to my good son, the fourth son of the emperor, the king of Yan."

Xiao Fan hurriedly greeted the King of Yan and said, "I will meet the King of Yan."

Zhu Di smiled calmly and looked at Xiao Fan with a smile, saying, "Father, you don't need to introduce me. My son has already seen Xiao Tongzhi when he entered the capital, haha."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "So you have known each other long ago."

Zhu Di smiled and looked at Xiao Fan, and said calmly: "Men Meng Lang, I went to Beijing to prepare some special products for Peking and gave them to the palaces of all the adults in the capital. However, Xiao Tongzhi was as honest as water, and returned the gifts he sent to him without moving at all. Such noble and honest acts really made me respect him..."

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat: "I... I am ashamed of you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "I am young and upright and not greedy for money. Although Xiao Aiqing is young, he is capable of being a 'national sage'..."

Xiao Fan's scalp was numb when he heard the word "National Scholar". This time he was really ashamed.

"Your Majesty is absurd, I... feel ashamed!"

The King of Yan looked at Xiao Fan with a smile on his face, and Huang Zicheng and other ministers beside him couldn't help but look colder and colder when they heard Zhu Yuanzhang praise Xiao Fan as a treacherous minister.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Di with a smile again, stroked his beard and said, "There are national soldiers in the court and the powerful generals on the frontier. I have no worries inside and no worries outside. Why worry about not being able to shine through the ages? Haha."

The ministers in the warm pavilion hurriedly bowed and shouted, "Your Majesty's civil and military achievements have inherited the past and the present. This is to congratulate the emperor of the ages, and I will congratulate him."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt even happier when he heard the ministers' flattery. Like all the lonely old men, the sons who had not seen each other for a long time came to the capital to pay tribute. The old man's heart suddenly felt warm. His old face, which had always been serious, was like a blooming flower today, and his face was full of pleats.

"My prince guards all directions to ensure the peace of the Ming Dynasty, and the inner peace is solemn and peaceful. I comfort him. Haha, I am a commoner in the right robbery, and my prince abandons glory and wealth and honor, and protects the border of the Ming Dynasty with the respect of the prince. My beloved ministers, the magnificent atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty, what is the difference between the remaining Lantern Festival and I am less than me! Haha..."

"Your Majesty is so kind to you, and you are so powerful that you can be in the world." The ministers once again gave heavyweight flattery.

Zhu Yuanzhang was full of help, looked at Zhu Di with great affection, and said with a sigh: "Thank you, my princes... Thank you for your hard work!"

Zhu Di hurriedly said respectfully: "It is the duty of my sons to protect the Ming Dynasty for my father and emperor, and I will never talk about hard work."

Zhu Yuanzhang was very satisfied with Zhu Di's answer and stroked his beard and sighed: "The prince is noble, but the country is even more noble. I have more than 20 princes, all of whom have enfeoffed guards in various places. All the royal families of the previous dynasties were arrogant and extravagant and absurd, but I can proudly say that none of my princes are spoiled, among which Di'er's military achievements are the most outstanding. Haha, I remember a poem by Wang Changling in the prosperous Tang Dynasty: 'The long clouds in Qinghai are dark in the snow-capped mountains...'"

Xiao Fan bowed and stood aside, and had the urge to yawn.

He understood that, in conjunction with Zhu Yuanzhang, he asked him to come with so many ministers to sing praises to the King of Yan. This praise would not work. Old Zhu specifically supported his son. His son's title was too high and he could not have many rewards. What else did the sons lack? Just lack flattery!

He quietly turned his head to look at the reactions of Huang Zicheng and other ministers. Seeing that they looked cold and there was a sense of worry in their eyes, but they lowered their heads and said nothing. Zhu Yuanzhang said something, and they followed it with one. Everyone gathered together to talk about crosstalk. A funny guy, a group of supporting guys. The king and ministers really cooperated well, and Zhu Di, who was holding the guy, looked happy and was floating in the air...

Seeing this, Xiao Fan held his breath hard and resisted the laughter that almost burst out from his mouth.

This Ming Dynasty court is so coquettish!

"Xiao Aiqing...hum! Xiao Fan!" Zhu Yuanzhang's slightly angry voice came into his ears.

"Ah! I... I am."

Zhu Yuanzhang was very dissatisfied with Xiao Fan's absent-mindedness, and said coldly with a stern face: "I'll ask you, what is the last sentence in Wang Changling's song "Working in the Military" "Yellow Sand Wearing Golden Armor"?"

Xiao Fan was so scared that he was sweating. Extreme happiness led to sorrow, and extreme happiness led to sorrow! The yellow sand wore golden armor... Only ghosts knew what the next sentence was! Xiao Fan was born in the same Jinshi, but he was given the imperial gift from the same Jinshi. Even if he was a scholar, he asked Xie Jin to help him. If he was a true literary talent... only God knows.

Seeing that everyone in the cabinet was staring at him, Xiao Fan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. He swallowed hard, and then looked guiltily at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had an unkind look. After a while, Xiao Fan finally gritted his teeth and tentatively said: "The yellow sand has a hundred battles and wears golden armor... This, this, the fugu... the fugu tent is warm... to spend the spring night?"

Everyone in the warm cabinet had their faces frozen at the same time, and they were as quiet as death.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but choke loudly, and then the ministers in the room were like a blow-fried pot, each coughing red and heart-wrenchingly.

Xiao Fan smiled awkwardly...

"My literary talent is not very good..." Xiao Fan was extremely modest.

"You all retreat. I have something to tell Xiao Fan, Di'er, it's rare to go to Beijing once. You can walk around the palace and I will see you later." Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Xiao Fan hatefully, and then waved the ministers back.

Zhu Di glanced at Xiao Fan, gave Zhu Yuanzhang a constant expression, and then slowly withdrew from the warm cabinet with the ministers. He looked very respectful and had the image of a kind and kind son who was kind and filial.

After leaving the hall gate, the ministers and Zhu Di greeted him calmly and then dispersed.

Zhu Di looked up at the sky, breathed a long sigh, and showed a faint smile on his face. He walked slowly into the imperial garden alone. It was early spring, and the flowers were blooming, and the gardens in Jiangnan were even more interesting. I wonder if these precious flowers can be planted in Peking? If not, when I want to appreciate the flowers, would I have to travel thousands of miles back to the Jiangnan Palace? In this magnificent palace, I am just a guest after all, but when will I become the master?

Zhu Di couldn't help feeling annoyed inexplicably. He reached out and pulled off a spring begonia begonia beside him, held it in his palm, pinched it tightly and crushed it, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes...

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In the warm pavilion of Wuying Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted heavily and said coldly: "Xiao Fan, I know that your scholar's fame and honor are not clear, but I didn't expect that you would be so ignorant!"

Xiao Fan was shocked and knelt down and shouted tremblingly: "I... am guilty! I will die!"

"If Yunwen hadn't had a great friendship with you, I would have killed you! How could there be someone like you who is just a mess in my court!"

"I... I will study poetry and books hard after I go home!" Xiao Fan bowed to the ground, and his cold sweat broke out layer by layer.

Zhu Yuanzhang said he wanted to kill someone, but no one dared to take his words as a joke. Xiao Fan was really scared.

Looking at Xiao Fan who was trembling on the ground coldly, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled a little, and said coldly: "Forget it, I am at the time of hiring people. I will put your head on your neck for the time being. If I find that you have any mistakes in being an official, I will definitely be killed. Have you heard it clearly?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was already stern in his speech.

"I understand, I... thank God!" Xiao Fan replied in fear.

Someone said that he was beheaded, so Xiao Fan would not take it seriously, but if Zhu Yuanzhang said this...

Well, after a few words, Xiao Fan's head was no longer his own, but Zhu Yuanzhang was temporarily "sent" to Xiao Fan's neck. A big head belonged to Zhu Yuanzhang, and he only had the right to use it.

This is the power of heaven, and the emperor is so unreasonable.

Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the back of the chair, was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Xiao Fan..."

"I'm here."

"Accompany me to the Imperial Garden, I have something to ask you."

"I obey the order."

Xiao Fan stood up and respectfully supported Zhu Yuanzhang's arm. The king and his minister slowly walked out of the hall gate and headed towards the garden outside the gate.

In early spring, flowers bloom, and there are many flowers, competing for beauty. The garden is full of colorful colors, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Xiao Fan, how is the Jinyiwei planning to be built?"

"Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei Town and Fushi Office has been built, and the core officials have also taken office. They are now busy building the fourteen Jinyi Thousand Houses of Jinyiwei, and also selecting innocent military households from the Governor's Office to work in the Jinyiwei..."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "It's too slow, the speed must be accelerated. I know that Li Jinglong was in high position and his ability was actually very average. Now you will decide on the big and small matters of the Jinyiwei, but you must remember not to be independent of power. Everything depends on Li Jinglong. I don't want to see that there are people among the ministers who do not know the superiors and inferiors and do not know the right to be responsible!"

"I obey the order."

The king and his minister walked slowly, beside him was a dense palm forest more than one person tall, and Huagai Hall was not far from the corner in front. At this time, two familiar sounds came from the flower path on the other side of the palm forest.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Xiao Fan were stunned when they heard this, and then looked at each other.

On the flower path on the other side, Zhu Di walked slowly alone, seemingly admiring the rare flowers on both sides.

Turning over a small bend, a thin figure stands alone next to the flower. This person looks up to the sky and the ground, not knowing what he is muttering to himself.

When Zhu Di was curious, he couldn't help but walk a few steps faster. When he saw it closer, he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Zhu Yunwen, who was independent, also turned his back and saw Zhu Di.

The two of them were stunned, with a complicated look in their eyes. They were silent for a while, and both of them were speechless.

After a long time, Zhu Yunwen forced himself to smile, bowed to Zhu Di, and said, "Nephew Yunwen, I have met the Fourth Emperor's uncle."

The complex light in Zhu Di's eyes flashed.

If it weren't for this son, Zhu Di might have been the crown prince of the current dynasty today. How bad is I? In terms of experience, military merits, methods of governing the country and military, and prestige in the world, which Huangkou child is better than me? Why can such an incompetent person be a grandson without doing anything and inherit the Ming Dynasty. When I, Zhu Di, was just a vassal king until I died, and he had to guard the border for him for generations. Why? Why?
To be continued...