It was already evening when Zhu Gaochi woke up. He felt a little stuffy in his chest. Seeing the dim candlelight, he whispered: "When is it?"

He was standing by the side of the beam and said happily: "Your Majesty, you have woken up. It's already the hour of the Hwa."

"oh!"

Zhu Gaochi felt dry mouth, so he asked someone to serve him and drink a cup of tea, then leaned against the head of the bed and recalled what happened before, and his face gradually became cold.

"Let Sun Xiang come."

Sun Xiang had been waiting outside the hall and soon entered the bedroom.

"His Majesty."

Under the light, Zhu Gaochi's eyes changed and he asked, "What are the rumors outside?"

Sun Xiang remembered the queen's advice and said, "Your Majesty, the rumors outside cannot be traced back. I took two of them, and the evidence was conclusive."

Zhu Gaochi's mouth raised slightly and he said sarcastically: "Yes! My first thought of kindness indulges those people. Who dared to do this when my father was there? It seems that my virtue is not enough to make people surrender."

Sun Xiang knelt in front of the bed and said sadly: "Your Majesty, those are all traitors, you are diligent in this... They want you to... make it better to stay in the palace..."

Liang Zhong's heart trembled. He and Sun Xiang were not very harmonious, but they couldn't help but say with the same hatred of the enemy: "Your Majesty, how did those foreign ministers learn about the secret affairs in the palace? They were just spreading rumors and should be killed!"

Sun Xiang suddenly beat his feet and cried, "Your Majesty, you can't understand how you are in the palace, but those foreign ministers are so bold. If this continues, the world will be theirs..."

Zhu Gaochi listened quietly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was always there.

From the intimate period when he first took over this empire to the estrangement after the change of the reign, the contradiction between the monarch and the ministers was nothing more than a power struggle.

The bachelor of the regent is a buffer for Zhu Di. With them, it is impossible for the ministers of various departments to directly threaten the imperial power.

But now the bachelor of the regent is particularly passive or...indifferent in this storm.

What does this mean?

After Zhu Gaochi came to power, he added official ranks to these auxiliary bachelors, and even went directly to post, so that their rights could be improved.

"Bind yourself in a cocoon!"

The consequences of overestimating his personal charm appeared, but Zhu Gaochi smiled slightly and said, "Send someone to Jinling immediately and let Fang Xing come back."

Sun Xiang's body trembled, knowing that Zhu Gaochi had finally given up his original intention of getting along well with the civil officials, and wanted to use this "smoking stick" to break the tacit understanding in the court.

Liang Zhong blurted out and said, "Your Majesty, what should you do?"

He regretted it after saying that.

As someone around Zhu Gaochi, he paid attention to Zhu Zhanji. If he said it lightly, it would be different from the seriousness, and if he said it heavy, it would be a different intention.

But Zhu Gaochi smiled and said, "They made all the plants and trees in the south, and those memorials about being persecuted and the miserable life of the southern people have filled half of the room. With Wang Yan here, they should be safe."

Sun Xiang went back to arrange, and the queen came with Wanwan.

"Father, are you getting better?"

Wanwan came in with a food box. Zhu Gaochi looked at her graceful appearance and couldn't help but think of the little girl who was scalded many years ago for Zhu Di to be a beggar chicken.

"It's good for your father, can Wanwan eat it?"

Wanwan said happily: "No, Father."

Zhu Gaochi also stretched his eyebrows and said, "Then let's have a meal together, come and help me up."

The queen looked at the happy father and daughter and suddenly felt that the disputes were meaningless.

"Father, there is no meat tonight!"

"Okay, just eat vegetarian food."

...

The Yan family in Jinling, the breath of spring has arrived.

Yan Bingxing felt that his spring had come, so he looked at the letter he had just written in the study with satisfaction and said, "Today's pen is as moving as you want, and it's so refreshing!"

Feiyan helped him hold the rice paper on the right, this is the beauty paperweight.

Yan Bingxing washed the pen, then sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then pointed at his thigh.

Feiyan gave him a blank look and then sat up.

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white... I feel so sad!"

Yan Bingxing sighed, and then became irregular.

Feiyan's face looked disgusted, and then he quickly said coquettishly: "Master, your highness is in Jinling! If I am pregnant, will you be blamed?"

Yan Bingxing burst into laughter when he heard this, but his hands became heavy, which made Feiyan scream.

The scream was like a trumpet. Yan Bingxing took action with great enthusiasm and said proudly: "Duke of Wei is dead, hahahaha! It's unclear to death!"

Feiyan was stunned, then lay down obediently...

...

Yan Pengju happened to see Yan Bingxing when he came to see him, so he was stopped outside the study. He heard the sound inside and couldn't help but smile.

My father is still fierce, this is a blessing for being a son!

After retreating to a distance, Yan Pengju remembered the comments on the cause of Xu Qin's death in the Imperial College and couldn't help but sneer disdainfully.

Most of the students speculated that Zhu Zhanji forced Xu Qin to death, while those with older and political experience mostly speculated that Xu Qin was atonement for the sake of Xu Huizu's incident.

"Emperor Taizu Gao said it well. Everyone in the world can say things, but the students can't say it."

Yan Pengju was a little dissatisfied with the students' naive remarks and unscrupulous speculations, and yesterday he went to Jijiu to give his opinions.

But Jijiu is a little lazy and is not very enthusiastic about this matter.

This is the result of the emperor being far away. The officials are lazy and greedy.

Why!

Yan Pengfei sighed and looked up. He happened to see Feiyan's face flushed and his steps staggered out.

After seeing Yan Pengju, Feiyan raised her sleeve to cover her face and then left quickly.

After walking away, Feiyan turned around and spitted a few times, whispering: "What a smelly mouth!"

After retching for a while, Feiyan went to the left, but saw Wang San guarding the outside gate peeking here from the gate of the inner courtyard.

After seeing Feiyan, Wang San's eyes were full of greed and even wiped the corners of his mouth. The disgusting appearance made Feiyan spit out for a moment, and then quickly walked away.

"Small damn!"

Seeing that there was no one guarding the inner courtyard, Wang San quietly touched it in. When he came out again, his face was flushed and his legs were weak.

...

"Xu Qin died, and she died indefinitely."

Yan Bingxing was dozing off. He suppressed his fatigue and said, "This matter should be justified for the Duke of Wei, do you understand?"

Yan Pengfei said in surprise: "Father, Xu Qin must have committed suicide!"

"presumptuous!"

The price of joy in the morning was listlessness. Yan Bingxing felt an evil fire rushing up from his chest and abdomen, and threw the hanging brush over.

"What do you know? Who saw him committing suicide?"

When Yan Bingxing saw that Yan Pengju had not been hit, he held back the evil fire and said, "The assassins were all beaten up in one go, and the wealthy merchants in Jinling bowed their knees to their knees and worshiped them. The students ran everywhere and no one cared about them. The south side was going to be in chaos! It was going to be in chaos! Do you understand?!"

Yan Pengju murmured: "Father, Xing and Bo are not fighting!"

With one sentence, Yan Bingxing took off his mask of worrying about the country and the people. He waved his hand in anger and angrily, and the words on the table flew down.

The heavy breathing sound echoed in the study.

After a long time, when Yan Bingxing looked up again, he looked as if he was aged a few years ago, and he said depressedly: "If Fang Xing is not ruined, he will not leave Jinling, and the Yan family will have no way out."

"Father……"

Seeing my father's appearance, Yan Pengju felt unbearable.

Yan Bingxing sighed and said, "I don't care about these things for my elders, but what about you? What about the children? Do they have to carry a bad reputation in the future? Can you bear it, but you can't bear it for your father!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Father!"

Seeing Yan Bingxing hitting his head against the desk, Yan Pengju was shocked and hurried over and hugged him.

Yan Bingxing's forehead was a little bruised and he said in tears: "My son, I can't sleep or eat these days for my father!"

"Father……"

One is a disgrace, the other is a burden of suffering. The crying became more and more desolate.

The father and son hugged their heads in the study and cried bitterly, which made the maid outside the door cover her mouth and laugh.

At this time, Feiyan came back angrily. When the maid saw it, she hurriedly hid behind the house.

Feiyan walked outside the study room and was about to go in, but she stopped when she heard the sound of talking inside.
Chapter completed!