Sanbao looked at Zhu Di in shock. In his impression, Zhu Di rarely mentioned the crown prince, but today, Zhu Di seemed to have said a little too much.

Zhu Di flirted with the case and said, "I feel sad. What I feel sad is that some people always can't see themselves clearly. What I feel sad is that some people always like to play with their cleverness. I don't blame those bastards and those bastards. I don't blame them for those bastards. I am not such a person. In fact, if you are extremely smart and play tricks, you can never see through them. I will admire him. But some people, they obviously don't have the capital to play tricks but are smart, which makes people feel sick. Yang Xiong, a slave, used to serve me when he was in Peking. He looked quite honest, but...huhhh..."

Zhu Di smiled, with a bit of coldness in his smile, and then his face turned stern: "Do you know why I say Hao Fenglou is half a smart person? Because he knows more than everyone. Now this is the Yongle Dynasty. The emperor is me, not the crown prince, nor the king of Han. Why don't those confused people wait for me to kick my legs, and wait for me to die and ascend to heaven to meet my ancestors before they can play their tricks of being the dragon. So many people are obsessed with the interests of the people, but they can't see through these things, but Hao Fenglou understands it."

Sanbao raised his eyebrows and said, "But I think Hao Fenglou has done something too much. It is said that some imperial envoy wants to impeach him."

Zhu Di's face had no expression: "Impossessed, it's impeachment. The sky will not fall. No matter how much I impeached, it's my decision, right? Sanbao, you can't see through. I just said that you are half a smart person. Now I seem to be lacking in a bit of time. You need to understand that life and death are all in the heart of the emperor. Today, this is true, every day, as long as I still have a breath, it's like this. Hao Fenglou's intelligence lies in this. He knows that the prince's words do not count, and the Han King doesn't count, how can those imperial censors keep their words? Impossessed is to complain, and complain can kill

Are you a human being? It is said that the pen of scholars is a knife, and the article of scholars is a sharp blade. I don’t see it correctly. If their pens and beautiful articles want to kill people, they have to blind me first. I say these today, not to let you understand what is the truth, but just to tell you something that will benefit you for life: first, you have to know who you are. Second, you have to know who you are, and who decides your life and death." After a pause, Zhu Di continued lightly: "If there is an impeachment memorial, I will give you a sentence to Wenyuan Pavilion and press it, and ignore it."

Zhu Di pondered for a moment, then said, "The slave named Cheng in the palace, find an opportunity to send him to the washing clothes bureau. I don't want to hear this person or see this person. Don't do it now. Go and do it later in a while, and you must moisten things silently." After knocking on the table, Zhu Di's face was very indifferent and said sternly: "The prince has really been a little confused recently. I have given him some sweetness, but he doesn't know why. He went to make friends with ministers, and I have nothing to say.

After all, he is the eldest son, but now he has made friends with eunuchs and has fought with eunuchs very much. There are so many people playing his sign. What do he think? What do he want to do? Let the King of Han enter the palace tomorrow. I haven’t seen him for a long time. The King of Han is a good child, although he is a little confused on weekdays. He issued an imperial edict a few days ago, saying that the King of Han is a vassal king, and that this is the rule of his ancestors. This is nothing wrong!”

Zhu Di seemed to be scrutinizing his words and finally continued: "But I don't think so. Just whether to stay in the capital depends on my intention. His mother cannot let go of him, and his mother's health has not been very good recently. How can a son of man become a vassal at this time? This is against filial piety. Not only can he not become a vassal, but he also needs to live for a long time. He is the King of Han and my relatives' bloodline. You can't be wronged. His palace in the capital is too simple. It should be repaired carefully and let the Ministry of Works think of a solution. Well, that's all, let Wenyuan Pavilion draw an edict and issue it as soon as possible, and you have to copy it into the mansion newspaper. You must do these things quickly."

Zhu Di narrowed his eyes and said, "There is also the Hao Fenglou who ran to the other party's gambling house for no reason. It was so messy. I want to know what he wanted to do and ask someone to watch it carefully. This is also a troublemaker. If you take a nap, this guy will probably go to the house to remove the tiles and set fire to the house. But I have always known that this guy is a man who can't get up early. He went to smash a gambling house just to extort a few taels of silver? He made the matter so big, just to get such a small profit? No, he is not such a person. This person's eyes are not so shallow. I have aroused curiosity and want to know what his intentions are. Watch it and report it at any time."

Sanbao smiled and said, "Actually, Your Majesty is curious, and I am also curious. The outlying court is in a turbulent relationship. Everyone says that this person is crazy and crazy, so I don't think so."

Zhu Di smiled and waved his hand: "Go, the stages of others are set up. When watching the show, you have to look like you are watching the show."

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When the news came out, there was an uproar. Zhang Biao died. It is said that he died unjustly. It is reported that there were many young envoys on the outside, especially the Censorate. Zhang Biao's life and death were nothing to them, just an ants. It was just an argument in their hot criticism. Everyone's goal was to target the Jinyiwei, hoping to weaken the Jinyiwei's privileges.

But for most people, they chose to remain silent. There was no movement in Yingtian Mansion, and the five cities of the military personnel did not make any sound. In the entire dozen streets near Donghuamen, these people seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden, with birds flying across thousands of mountains and people dying across thousands of paths.

The other merchants came, and this time they were very conscious. Everyone gathered together and had a happy time. Hao Fenglou appeared. Everyone stood up and bowed politely, praising Hao Baihu for being young and promising.

Then Zhou Shuli reiterated the rules of safe money. For ordinary transactions, the monthly transactions of safe money are ten taels, and any transactions in the gambling house are fifty taels per month.

**, gambling shops have always been one of the most profitable businesses in the industry, and they are mixed with dragons and snakes, which is the most troublesome. Hao Fenglou stood up and said, "I have paid the Jinyiwei money for peace, and since then I have been blessed by hundreds of households in Donghuamen. If anyone dares to ask for money in your shop, the hundred households will come forward. If anyone dares to make trouble, I promise that they will not be able to stay in Nanjing."

Everyone burst into tears and said, "My Lord is righteous and so kind to the common people, he is really the master of the Qingtian."

Hao Fenglou turned his face and asked Zhou Fang: "Can Jinyiwei be the master of Qingtian?"

Zhou Fang whispered: "Sir, I guess everyone is just using words to express their gratitude to you."

"No." Hao Fenglou said seriously: "Why do I think our emperor's personal army is regarded as Master Qingtian, which means to curse people?"

Everyone's faces changed and they said, "I dare not, I dare not."
Chapter completed!