[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

Above the court, it has become the tacit fact that Tu Lu temporarily acts as Emperor Jianming to handle the government affairs.

Countless memorials from the prince's faction were dismissed, while memorials from the seventh prince's faction were praised and even rewarded heavily.

Morning today.

The seventh prince even reprimanded Dali Temple for its ineffectiveness. Although it was the subordinates of Dali Temple who scolded, who did not know that the seventh prince, Tu Lu, was criticizing Sang Huai and Mr. Zhang Hengzhang.

Everyone held their breath, paying attention to Zhang Heng's expression.

Zhang Heng is not a master who can swallow his anger. In the past, Dali Temple was under his control, and even Emperor Jianming seldom questioned Dali Temple, so everyone in Dali Temple admired him and obeyed him.

"Your Highness." Zhang Heng finally spoke under the eyes of everyone, and he stepped out of the team.

"What? Master Zhang, what do you want to say?" A smug expression flashed across the corner of Tu Lu's mouth, and he waited for Zhang Heng to come out and speak for Dali Temple, and then he could take the opportunity to send Zhang Heng down and get rid of the prince faction mainstay.

Then, slowly figure it out, and remove the Rongguo Mansion, Lord Yan and other people from the prince's faction.

"Yes, Your Highness." Zhang Heng's expression was normal, and no one could tell what he was thinking or how he was feeling at this moment.

Yan Cheng's heart tightened, he tried his best to endure Tu Lu's nitpicking these days, Zhang Heng couldn't help it.

"Since Mr. Zhang has something to say, you might as well just say it." Tu Lu said with a smile.

Zhang Heng lowered his eyelashes, his expression was calm, "What Your Highness just said is 'reasonable', I must keep it in mind."

Tu Lu was stunned.

"Is this what Master Zhang wants to say?"

"Otherwise, what does this minister want to say? Does your Highness think that what he said is wrong?" Zhang Heng said with a three-point sarcasm on his lips.

Tu Lu's face darkened, but he was speechless.

Yan Cheng and other people from the prince's faction couldn't help laughing secretly.

Mr. Zhang is still Mr. Zhang, with this mouth, no one can try to please him.

After being slapped by Zhang Heng, Tu Lu's face turned livid, and he had no intention of continuing the morning court, so he waved his hands with a cold face and retreated.

He was full of anger and went to Chaohua Palace with a gloomy face.

Inside the Chaohua Palace.

Emperor Jianming was lying on the dragon couch, leaning on the pillow and drinking medicine, when he saw Tu Lulai, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"I have seen my father." Tu Lu saluted Emperor Jianming.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground, you are busy with court affairs these days, don't hurt your body." Emperor Jianming said warmly.

"Thank you, father." The anger in Tu Lu's heart was dispelled by these words, and he stepped forward to take the medicine bowl from Imperial Physician Lin's hand and feed the medicine to Emperor Jianming to show his filial piety.

Emperor Jianming's eyes flashed, and said: "You don't need to do this matter, tell me, how is the morning today? Why did you look angry when you came in?"

At this moment, Tu Lu was full of anger, so he didn't notice the stiff body of Imperial Physician Lin just now.

It's good not to mention this matter, but when it was mentioned, he immediately felt full of grievances, "Father, you don't know how many people in this court are not convinced by my son to handle the government affairs on your behalf."

"Oh? What's going on here?" Emperor Jianming asked without knowing what was going on.

"Father, Dali Temple has been ineffective in handling affairs recently. The murderer has not been caught in several cases. The minister just accused a few words in the court, who knows," Tu Lu said here, his face contorted for a while, If that Zhang Heng falls into his hands, he will make him look good sooner or later, "Master Zhang dares to contradict his son!"

"Really?" Emperor Jianming's tone was inaudible.

"Yes, Father, Master Zhang is really deceiving people too much!" Tu Lu looked at Emperor Jianming aggrievedly, thinking that Emperor Jianming, who was separated by the prince's background, would hate Wu Jiwu, so he dismissed Zhang Heng.

He didn't expect it.

Emperor Jianming actually said indifferently: "Zhang Qing's family is that kind of person, you can let him go."

Let him go? !

What does it mean? !

Tu Lu was dumbfounded, he wanted to say something, but saw Emperor Jianming yawned wearily, closed his eyes, waved his hands and said, "Go out, I'm tired."

Only then did Tu Lu "understand" that he had come at the wrong time.

At this time, Emperor Jianming had just finished drinking the medicine, and he was exhausted, so it was understandable that he didn't bother to deal with court affairs.

"Yes!" Tu Lu stepped back full of grievances.

After he left, Emperor Jianming opened his eyes, there was no fatigue in his eyes.

Physician Lin thought to himself, indeed, none of the royal family is a fuel-efficient lamp.

As for His Majesty's move just now, even he didn't realize that it was acted out.

"Put down the things, come here." Emperor Jianming said in a low voice.

"Yes!" Imperial Physician Lin quickly put down the tea bowl and walked to the dragon couch.

"How did you do what I ordered you to do?" Emperor Jianming asked with a low voice from his throat.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the introduction of the medicine used these days has been replaced by the crown prince's. I and other imperial physicians feel that your majesty's illness has improved." Imperial Physician Lin said.

Emperor Jianming was stunned.

In fact, he already had an idea in his heart. After all, he knew best about his health.

Over the past few days, he has gradually regained his strength, and if he was not afraid of Tu Lu's suspicion, he would have been able to get out of bed.

Thinking that for so many days, he regarded his own son as a bastard, but treated the bastard as his own son, and he felt very angry in his heart.

This bastard!What a guts!

If he didn't realize that something was wrong, I'm afraid he really fell into his way!

"Prince... how are you doing recently?" Emperor Jianming paused, and asked hesitantly with a hint of concern from the bottom of his heart.

Doctor Lin looked a little hesitant.

Seeing his expression, Emperor Jianming still didn't understand.

In fact, he himself knew it well. He was under house arrest in the East Palace, and Tulu was in charge of important affairs of the court. The people in the palace were all snobbish. Seeing the prince in such a situation, how could he still serve him wholeheartedly?It would be nice to take the opportunity to ask for credit if you don't add insult to injury!

"Does he feel wronged?" Emperor Jianming asked in a hoarse voice.

Physician Lin shook his head repeatedly, and replied: "Your Majesty, Your Highness definitely has no such intentions. When I went to get blood, His Royal Highness asked about His Majesty's health many times, and he prayed for His Majesty day and night. This kind of filial piety really made this minister Also moved."

Emperor Jianming was silent for a long time.

After a while, he said slowly: "He is a good boy!"

Doctor Lin remained silent.

If it was said before, the prince was indeed a filial son, but now, it is not necessarily so.

People's hearts are fleshy, and anyone who is repeatedly snubbed and questioned will be discouraged.

Thinking of the prince's calm and indifferent eyes, Imperial Physician Lin couldn't help but sighed.

It is true that the Tian family has no father and son, but this is not the fault of Emperor Jianming himself!