I am the king of the dead

Luo Bingzhong was completely flustered, and he said in a daze, "Your Highness is confused, Your Highness, this is the way to kill you! After we disperse, even if His Majesty wants to protect His Highness, he won't be able to protect His Highness!"

"Can't disperse! Can't disperse!"

Zhu Zhanqian said with a smile: "Gu didn't intend to let you be buried with Gu, Gu will intercede for you and save your life."

"In Guiyang Mansion, Gu met a very strange person, and you have probably heard of him."

"It's the gentleman from Luofengpo Private School. Even when the sky is clear, he always wears a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and keeps his head low."

Luo Bingzhong couldn't stop nodding and said: "I know that man, it's very strange. He always wraps his pen, ink, paper and inkstone in oiled paper. At home and in private schools, he will close the windows tightly without leaving a gap."

Zhu Zhanqian tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Is this person a fugitive?"

"No, I've checked it several times, and it's just a scholar who failed the exam." Luo Bingzhong shook his head. Naturally, he had to check carefully for such a strange person. A native born and bred seedling, he did not commit any crimes.

Zhu Zhanqian stood up, patted Luo Bingzhong and said, "He made a cover out of the coir raincoat, bamboo hat, oil paper, and window rails, and put himself in it, just like Kong Yiji who was standing drinking while wearing a long gown."

"After returning to the capital, let's prepare for the imperial examination, get a Jinshi, and have a serious career."

After Zhu Zhanqian finished speaking, he walked towards the car with his hands behind his back and his horoscope, with a bit of a playful temperament.

Luo Bingzhong hurriedly chased after him. Zhu Zhanqian's words today meant something, and there was something in his words.

Is this person in the case just that Mr. Luofengpo's private school, is it just Kong Yiji?

This set is more than just the coir raincoat, bamboo hat, oiled paper, and window rails?

After all, Luo Bingzhong didn't spread Zhu Zhanqian's words, and disobeyed Zhu Zhanqin's order.

If Zhu Zhanqian is still spending time and drinking in the Prince Xiang's Mansion in Xiangyang, whether he will die or not, how he will die is of course up to him.

But since he walked out of Prince Xiang's Mansion and went to Anding in Guizhou after Jian Guo, Zhu Zhanqian's life belongs to His Majesty, to Daming, not to himself.

Luo Bingzhong didn't follow Zhu Zhanqian's order, but rotted Zhu Zhanqian's words in his stomach.

It took Zhu Zhanqian's carriage ten days to travel from Kaifeng Mansion to Tongzhou Water Horse Station.

When Zhu Zhanqian stayed at Tongzhou Shuimayi, Luo Bingzhong hurried to Tai'an Palace and met with His Majesty.

Luo Bingzhong relayed Zhu Zhanqian's words to His Majesty in detail, including those treasonous words.

Zhu Qiyu was silent for a long time and said: "I see, you go back first."

"Sir, leave." Luo Bingzhong wanted to intercede for King Xiang, and knelt on the ground for a long time, but he didn't speak in the end.

He is a close minister of King Xiang, and when he opened his mouth, it backfired.

As soon as Luo Bingzhong left, Xing'an immediately bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Xiang, is by no means a person who is ignorant of the importance, nor is he without a heart of obedience. There may be hidden truths in these harsh words. Please calm down, Your Majesty! .”

Zhu Qiyu was not angry, but waved his hand and said: "He is polluting himself. I understand that with the honor of King Xiang, I have rewarded all these miraculous achievements. There is nothing to reward. If he doesn't pour some dirty water on himself, how can he live?" ?”

"I heard that the three sons of King Xiang played a big role in the capital a few days ago, and the people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate severely read a book."

"These three boys have been honest and honest since they entered the capital, and they have never violated the rules. This King Xiang is about to come back, but they made a fuss. The whole city of the capital knows about it. Isn't it just for me to see? "

"The only person in the case is King Xiang?"

Zhu Qiyu suddenly remembered that when he asked Jin Lian about Chen Mao, Marquis of Ningyang, who was greedy for thousands of ink, Jin Lian said that he and Chen Mao fought back and killed the enemy. , Said something can not be sealed.

Today, these words should be applied to Zhu Zhanqian again.

Zhu Zhanqian made great contributions to stabilizing Guizhou, and it was real. The meritorious service he made himself, with a strong handle as the pivot, and the practice of large-scale supply-side reforms were extremely valuable experience for Daming.

What did Zhu Qiyu give Zhu Zhanqian?

If you can't give it, then Zhu Zhanqian can only defile himself.

Chapter 567 The Greatest Man in the World

"The King Xiang deliberately said it to Luo Bingzhong, but he actually said it to me, but he never expected that Luo Bingzhong didn't spread the news to him." Zhu Qiyu looked at the memorial of King Xiang.

His uncle is really good.

"Your Majesty, is there such a possibility that His Royal Highness Xiang wanted to provoke His Majesty on purpose, so that those defenders, who hold the status of the Wuchang Dalun's sons and concubines, would jump out of the water and let His Majesty How about seeing the court more clearly?" Xing'an thought of a possibility.

King Xiang's purpose in doing this, besides self-defilement, may also be fishing.

After all, during the Jingtai period, he didn't know how to fish, so how could he hang around in the court?

People's hearts are separated, and Zhu Qiyu doesn't know what King Xiang wants to do, but one thing is clear, King Xiang is not looking for death.

"Get the Qigong card ready. This is the second Qigong card of Uncle Huang. No matter what he wants to do, if he wants to be lazy, it is absolutely impossible."

"I will meet King Xiang at the Fengtian Hall tomorrow, and prepare the imperial decree." Zhu Qiyu also wanted to send King Xiang to Daningwei to govern the Tatar tribes, so he had to continue working.

As for the question of whether there is no reward, Zhu Qiyu is not worried at all. At worst, he will split the land and divide it. He will choose a place from Japan, Zhancheng, and Borneo, and give it to King Xiang for real.

"Your Majesty, are you going to the Queen's place today? I heard that the Queen's tea and food are not good these days, and she has lost a lot of weight." Xing'an brought over a plate, on which were several jade plaques, engraved with the titles of several concubines .

Flipping the sign, this is also one of Zhu Qiyu's obligations as the emperor of Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Qiyu looked around, finally waved his hand and said, "I'm a little tired today, forget it."

Xing'an put down the plate and rolled his eyes.

He bowed his head and said, "Then minister, go and call the foot-warming maid?"

They are all familiar faces, without the freshness, they will naturally lose interest.

"What the hell?!" Zhu Qiyu was about to wash up and go to rest. There was a grand meeting tomorrow and he wanted to see King Xiang.

Xing'an bowed his head and said, "The foot-warming maid."

Zhu Qiyu came to ask with some interest: "Da Dang, what new tricks are you trying to torment me?"

Xing'an hurriedly said: "Don't dare to lie to Your Majesty. Since His Majesty took the throne, His Majesty has devoted all his energy to frugality and prohibits extravagance. I have led the East Factory and the Supervisor of Rituals. I have not learned these enjoyments. Not a while ago, The minister has studied hard."

Xing'an explained what this foot-warming maid was.

In fact, in order to prevent the feet from freezing, the wealthy family specially arranged for the maids to get under the covers to warm the master's feet.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said: "Cut, what else should I do? Wearing clothes and putting my feet on my stomach, can it be more effective than Mrs. Tang?"

"Your Majesty, naturally you don't wear clothes, and you don't put them on your stomach. I can't explain it clearly. Why don't you call someone in?"

Only then did Zhu Qiyu realize, how could it be possible to wear clothes, how could it be possible to put them on the stomach?

As for where to put it, it is natural that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see wisdom, and put it where you like.

He thought about that posture, and said with a rather weird feeling: "Wait a minute, you let me stroke it, and the two girls will warm my two feet, so don't I want to warm my four feet?"

"The maid is sitting." Xing'an also saw it from the documents, how could he know what it looked like?

"Asleep, they can still sit still? Why don't they stretch their feet to my face? Xing'an, you are so brave!" Zhu Qiyu said jokingly, lifting the quilt.

"Of course the maid doesn't sleep..." Xing'an hurriedly explained.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said: "Don't bother with these moths. In such a cold day, you throw two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls at the end of my bed without an inch, and warm my feet. Can I sleep?"

"I can really sleep, the people of Daming should not be able to sleep."

"Where did you learn all this nonsense?"

Zhu Qiyu turned over and got up again and said, "Bring me a basin of hot water."

"Ran Siniang told me that the blood is delivered by the heart, and the feet are the farthest from the heart. Warming the feet is the way to keep in good health."

Xing'an sent someone to bring a basin of hot water, tested the temperature of the water, it was a little hot, and then put it under the couch.

Zhu Qiyu stretched it in, and a warm feeling rose from the soles of his feet. Then he said: "This is enjoyment. Things like warm feet and maidservants are not enjoyment, but torture."

"It's just a way to torment people with nothing to do."

"Xing'an, where did you learn these things?"

"Your Majesty, I just read the inscription book that served King Jili back then, and I saw it." Xing'an quickly replied.

"So, what else have you learned?" Zhu Qiyu asked curiously.

To be honest, Zhu Qiyu has been emperor for seven years, and he has never seen such things.

Xing'an opened his fingers and said: "In addition to warming feet, there are also face-opening ones, which were used for King Jili to accumulate experience when he was not yet married."

"Those who warmed the bed, those who combed the hair, and so on, there are countless."

"And that meat spit pot..." Xing'an hesitated to speak up to this point.

"What thing? Spit pot?" Zhu Qiyu picked up the foot cloth, wiped it himself, and said with a frown.

Xing'an said in a low voice, "It's just spitting, not into the spittoon, but into the maid's mouth."

Zhu Qiyu was stunned, and he said with disgust and sneer: "Disgusting!"

"Why doesn't he find someone to pick up his five grain reincarnation! This way he doesn't have to wake up at night! No need to go to the toilet himself!"

Xing'an said in a low voice: "There really are such things."

Zhu Qiyu suddenly thought of a scene in "Jin Ping Mei" that she watched. Pan Jinlian would rather go to Ximen Qing's mansion and pick up Ximen Qing's pickled grain reincarnation than live a poor life with Wu Dalang.

He thought it was an exaggerated technique of literati, but when he thought about it carefully, maybe, maybe, maybe, art comes from life.

"What else?" Zhu Qiyu asked with a frown as he got under the quilt this time.

Xing'an thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty is very different from King Jili. For example, King Jili never moves his own chopsticks and spoons when eating. He stretches out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food. Literally, when he eats, he is fed by the maids. into the mouth."

Zhu Qiyu really opened his eyes and said: "Hey, you don't even have to eat in person? Why is he alive? Forget it if he dies."

"Isn't he already dead?" Xing'an waited at the side and replied.

Zhu Qiyu leaned on the edge of the bed and said: "The Queen Mother doesn't care about it? That's her own son. If you raise him like this, let alone become a talent, there is no other possibility except raising waste."

"The Empress Dowager Sun is the smartest person, can't you understand all this?"

Xing'an replied quite seriously: "Your Majesty, is it possible that this was done on purpose, no matter whether it is the inner court or the outer court, they actually hope that King Jili is a waste?"

Xing'an's words were prepared when he proposed warming the feet of the maid, so he said them very seriously.

"I understand, Xing'an, let the foot warmer maid come, I'm also extravagant." Seeing Xing'an's expression, Zhu Qiyu eagerly said.

Xing'an bit the bullet and said: "Chen...not prepared at all."

"I know that I will never use it, right?" Zhu Qiyu naturally knew that Xing'an didn't prepare those messy things, so he said that.

Zhu Qiyu said quite engrossed: "I know what you want to say, don't you just want me to understand clearly the meaning of Uncle Huang's words?"

"Uncle, he has a heart."

Zhu Zhanqian's words seemed to have no point in rambling, but in fact the meaning was very clear, that is, the reason why King Jili became like King Jili was that everyone, inside and outside the court, was responsible.

There are mothers, no fathers to teach, no mothers to control.

King Jili is the person in that set. The Empress Dowager Sun, the maids in the palace, the eunuchs who are shouting and hugging, and the dignified officials in the court are the set of King Jili.

"Let's go to the queen." Zhu Qiyu got up again, put on a cloak, and went to Queen Wang's palace.

Zhu Qiyu stopped Xing'an Tongchuan, howled so loudly in the middle of the night, don't sleep, he walked into the bedroom.

He thought the queen was asleep, but the light was still on.

Empress Wang hadn't rested yet. In the past, whenever the emperor was in Tai'an Palace, most of them would spend the night in her Huae Tower. But these days, His Majesty has no trivial matters, so he didn't come over.

How could Queen Wang sleep?

Of course she remembered that a few days ago, she actually told His Majesty that she was unwell and could not serve her. Although His Majesty did not blame her at that time, His Majesty never came to her again after that.

As a queen, she hopes that her son will be a prince. What's wrong with that?

With disheveled hair, she leaned over the desk and wrote furiously, seemingly dissatisfied, and threw a few scraps of manuscripts by the table.

"What are you writing?" Zhu Qiyu picked up a scrap of manuscript and asked in a low voice.

"Husband?" Queen Wang raised her head, her eyes were full of grievances, panic, then surprise, unbelievable, and finally full of surprise, the emotions in her eyes flowed like a stream of spring water, when the wind blows, there are thousands of styles .

Zhu Qiyu smiled and continued to look at the waste manuscript in her hand. Empress Wang had a very good idea, but she didn't know how to do it.

"The concubine sees Your Majesty." Queen Wang hurriedly stood up to salute, but Zhu Qiyu supported her and motioned her to sit down and talk.

Old husband and wife, goodbye in the boudoir, it's too boring.

"Why haven't we seen you for a few days, didn't even your husband call?" Zhu Qiyu sat aside, continued to read the content written by Queen Wang, and kept nodding.

The husband is honored in the court, and the wife is honored in the room.

Empress Wang's thoughts are very immature, but for Daming, it is beneficial for thousands of years.

When the palace people saw that His Majesty was coming, they had already left by themselves.