[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

Silent night.

Ji Tang suddenly opened his eyes, and a hazy light came into his eyes. Through the bed curtain, a familiar voice called him in a low voice.

He got up and responded.

The bed curtain was lifted, and Eunuch Wynn's familiar wrinkled face appeared in his eyes.

"Is something wrong with the father?" He asked, his brows gradually furrowed.

Wynn knelt down, put his shoes and socks on himself, leaned close to him and whispered: "The emperor hiccupped blood again tonight, and the people in the Tai Hospital said that the situation is not very good. Your Highness needs to make preparations early."

He didn't say what preparations he made, but Ji Zang knew clearly in his heart that once the emperor died, he, as the only prince, would be the rightful heir, but being justified doesn't mean everything went well. God, the foundation is shallow. The ministers may recognize him because of his blood, but he still has several emperor uncles. I don't know if they have any secret plans.

And he hasn't figured out whether he wants to be the emperor or not.

The night was dark, the moon was shrouded in layers of clouds and mist, and only a few stars shone faintly.

The emperor's bedroom was brightly lit, and when Ji Tang entered, he happened to see several gray-bearded imperial doctors gathered around, discussing something in a low voice.

Seeing him coming, the imperial physicians stopped the discussion, bowed to him, and explained to him the treatment plan they discussed in detail.

Others don't understand it, but they, the imperial physicians, know it all too well. The prince who has just returned to the palace has exquisite medical skills, better than the people in the imperial hospital.

The other party is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he has already achieved so much in medical skills, which is amazing. Unfortunately, the other party is a prince, and he will become an emperor in the near future. This medical talent may be wasted.

Thinking about it, it is true that throughout the ages, there has really been no emperor who specialized in medical skills and became a doctor.

Ji Tang talked with the imperial physicians for a while, improved the plan, and entered the inner hall.

The emperor tossed and tossed for most of the night, and finally fell asleep. The bright yellow fabric made his face even more sallow. In just a few days, his cheeks were already thin and sunken, and his eyebrows were sickly. You don't need to feel the pulse, you can tell that this person will not live long.

Ji Tang doesn't know what kind of mood he should be in now. The other party is his father. Even if he has never raised him or cared about him, but the blood relationship is indelible. He should be sad for him, but sad But there was still a kind of anger that couldn't be ignored.

Originally, with his help in recuperation, although the emperor's health was bad, he could still pass through three to five years in peace, but the death of Concubine Wan Gui seemed to overwhelm him all of a sudden, taking away all his vitality.

Half a month ago, Concubine Wan Gui, who had been honored and favored for half her life, died in her bedroom. Her limbs were broken and her tongue was pulled out.

Concubine Wan Gui's death is not miserable, but what is even more frightening is that the murderer came and went freely, ignoring the numerous guards in the palace as nothing, and the other party even killed Concubine Wan Gui without anyone noticing, wouldn't it be even more frightening to kill other people? easy?Even the emperor is not necessarily safe.

All kinds of speculation made everyone in the palace panic, but what is even more frightening is the monstrous anger from the emperor.

Concubine Wan Gui's death crushed the emperor's body and took away all his sanity. Everyone who served up and down in the imperial concubine's palace, as well as the guards who were on shift that day, died with a stick, and those who gave him death. In the meantime, blood flowed like a river in the inner palace.

When the emperor was angry, everyone would be unlucky, even the court was implicated. General Jin Wu, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Punishment and more than a dozen officials were directly dismissed from office. A death order is issued, and the murderer who killed the imperial concubine must be caught.

For a while, people inside and outside the court were panicked.

Because of the emperor's various deeds, the officials of the Yushitai came up to remonstrate, but unfortunately, how could the angry emperor listen to it? When the trouble was the worst, he almost killed the upright Lord Wang. Tang persuaded him to come down.

The emperor was seriously ill and couldn't manage the council. Ji Tang, as the only prince, naturally stood in front of the stage and temporarily took charge of the court affairs.

He is not very unfamiliar with these things. When he was in Chensheng County, half of the political affairs were handled by him. When he arrived in Beijing, it was just a Chensheng County that was countless times bigger. Not very familiar with him, but fortunately he is a person who is good at listening to others and knows how to respect other people's opinions. He usually sits on the sidelines and listens to the cabinet ministers talking freely, and waits until they have differences or ask themselves. , he will express his views in a timely manner.

His voice is not high, and he doesn't argue with others, but he is often well-founded. Occasionally, one or two points of view can have a sharp effect. Slowly, some ministers have a better and better impression of this prince.

Ji Tang spent the whole night with the emperor in front of the hospital bed. When the incident spread to the court, he would only be more satisfied with his filial ministers, but he did not do it to satisfy others. Maybe he knew that the emperor was going to die. Hate or something else, it all becomes a kind of sympathy.

In his eyes, the other party has never been a good emperor, let alone a good father, but he is going to die now, and everything can be written off in the face of death.

The entire capital was turbulent, and people from Jinyiwei or the East and West factories could be seen in the streets and alleys every day, and the common people did not dare to come out, which made Yan Xiubai cautious every time he went out, wishing to wrap himself in eight or ten circles.

But the culprit who caused all of this, was nestling in the small yard basking in the sun every day, living a more leisurely life than anyone else, which made Yan Xiubai's hands itchy.

What made him even more depressed was that Yan Changsheng didn't know how to cook, and he made things that dogs would dislike, so the cooking fell on him, and the other party only needed to eat and sleep every day. The way he lived this day made him jealous.

Yan Changsheng was leisurely and leisurely, lying on the tree trunk and asked: "Aren't you going out today?"

"The interrogation outside is getting more and more serious, so we can avoid the limelight for the time being." Yan Xiubai asked back: "What about you? You can't do it as an official. What are you going to do in the future?"

The sporadic light and shadow shone through the leaves and fell on Yan Changsheng's face, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment, "The world is so big, there is really no place I can't go to, not to mention, I just can't do it temporarily as an official." That's all, who can say what will happen in the future?!"

"It's a pity." Yan Xiubai laughed, "I originally planned to invite you to my place. Zhao Sheng is getting old, and I just need a chief arrester."

Yan Changsheng looked down at him, and a rare smile appeared in his black eyes, "Okay, I'm going to be your headhunter if I really can't get along."

The sun was just right, and Yan Xiubai felt relieved, "Then you have to hurry up, I should go back in a few days."

"You want to leave?" Yan Changsheng frowned, "Don't care about your Tangtang?"

Yan Xiubai was silent for a while before he said: "The reason why I worry about him is because of Concubine Wan Gui. He is in the deep palace and on Concubine Wan Gui's territory. It is too easy for her to kill him. Now that Concubine Wan Gui is dead, his crisis is over. When the emperor died, he was the new emperor, and I suddenly realized that I had no reason to take him away."

"And I've been away from Chen Sheng for almost two months, so it's time to go back."

Yan Changsheng lay down again, with his hands folded behind his head, "It's fine to leave." The vague words came from the tree, "The capital is not a place for you to stay for a long time."

Although Yan Xiubai said he was going to leave, he was still not at ease. He had to wait until the dust settled on Ji Tang's side before he could be completely relieved. He didn't make him wait long, and the news of the emperor's death came out three days later.

The death of the emperor, to be honest, relieved the entire court and the people in the capital, at least he could no longer go crazy over the death of Concubine Wan Gui, and let everyone suffer with him.

The emperor passed away, all red weddings are forbidden, replaced by a pale white, Ji Yan did not sleep a wink for two days, and personally discussed with the ministers about the funeral of the late emperor. In the mourning hall, he did not cry, he could not do it To be like everyone else, who obviously doesn't have much emotion, but cries as if the sky is falling.

In the last words of the first emperor, concubine Wan Gui was named Concubine Concubine Gongsu Duan Shun Rong Jing, and he was buried in the imperial tomb with him. The previous one is fine, but where he puts the queen in the imperial tomb is opposed by many people. Ji Yan But he followed his last wish.

He spent his whole life as a lover, so it doesn't matter if he fulfills him, after all, he is dead.