Yan Mansion,

Yan Chengjin walked into the yard and looked at He Neng: "Where is my father?"

After resigning from office, my father was compiling the classics of Liangxiang Library in the mansion. He was busy and looked forward to the court re-employing him.

"My father is compiling a military book."

Yan Chengjin came to the study and saw the housekeeper grinding ink. His father was writing the biography of Yan Kesong, describing his life on the border.

Li Qing'e whispered: "My father is depressed and has lost his appetite these days."

"Alas."

While speaking, Yan Kesong sighed again and continued to write as if no one was there.

Civil officials like to have a good reputation. If they retire with a clean record, they will naturally feel comfortable.

But he retired because of a crime, and he was unhappy, just like Cheng Minzheng retired in the past.

"My father didn't want to be an official, but retiring like this is really a disgrace to his integrity."

There has been no war in the court recently, so it is not easy to ask for reuse.

Yan Chengjin thought about it carefully, and pulled out a stack of manuscripts from his sleeve: "Dad, let's publish a book first."

Half a month passed in a flash,

The prosperous pie that Zhu Houzhao said in Fengtian Hall was passed on to various government offices by clerks.

The censors did not react much.

When he was the crown prince, Zhu Houzhao's words could not be believed, and even if he became the emperor, only 20% of them could be believed.

It is impossible to achieve it by doubling the population in the Yellow Book and the annual revenue of the treasury.

Now all the places that should be rectified in the world have been rectified.

I really can't think of how to govern the country to have such a prosperous era.

Early in the morning, the Ministry of War.

As soon as Zhang Fuhua stepped into the door of the duty room, the clerk behind him rushed in and bumped into his official robe.

With a cry of pain, Zhang Fuhua turned around and scolded: "What's the matter?"

The clerk trembled: "Master Zhang, there are also people in Da Mao Mountain in the southeast of Fujian who have risen up in rebellion. Zhang Shiwang, Liu Long, Li Sizai and others have gathered to claim to be kings. He said... You should read the memorial."

Zhang Fuhua's face was solemn.

Zhu Houzhao was the emperor, why did so many people rebel?

Seeing the line of words on the memorial, Zhang Fuhua took a deep breath. If it was true, there would be chaos in the court.

"Has the news been sent to the cabinet?"

"Yes! Master Yan is in the cabinet and should have seen the memorial of the censor."

In the cabinet duty room, before going to court, Yan Chengjin sorted out his official clothes and prepared to line up at the left and right gates, but saw Zheng Qian sending in an urgent memorial.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, there are people in the southeast of Fujian who have risen up in rebellion."

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang were pale.

Someone else has risen up in rebellion!

Yan Chengjin was quite calm. Many people rebelled during the Zhengde period, but they were all suppressed by Zhu Houzhao.

This guy's temple name Wuzong has something to do with this.

"Gentlemen, please take a look at the reason for the uprising!"

Liu Jian and the other two heard the words, and their eyes moved down one after another. When they saw the reason for the uprising, they were suddenly shocked.

Crown Prince Zhu Houzhao was born to Emperor Hongzhi and a palace maid...

Yan Chengjin looked dazed. If this matter was mentioned in the court, it would cause an uproar, and the harem would not be peaceful.

Xie Qian looked at Liu Jian and asked, "Mr. Liu, do you want to keep this memorial?"

If it is reported verbally, His Majesty cannot see the content of the memorial.

"Let's go to Fengtian Hall first."

A moment later, in Fengtian Hall.

After reading the urgent memorial, the retired emperor Hongzhi was stunned, and he was also slightly angry at this moment.

Zhang Shiwang, Liu Long, Li Sizai and other four people raised an army of 60,000 in Da Maoshan.

They had already captured western Fujian, southern Jiangxi, and eastern Guangdong. What the retired emperor Hongzhi could not forgive was the reason why this man started the rebellion.

Zhu Houzhao read the memorial carefully and said, "Father, is this son really born to you and the palace maid?"

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Xiao Jing held Yunzhan tightly, not being nervous or losing his manners.

But he could not help but tremble his legs when he felt the anger of the retired emperor.

Li Dongyang and others also looked at Emperor Hongzhi with a solemn expression. There was no record of the living officer, and only His Majesty knew the truth about this matter.

Yan Chengjin also wanted to know whether Emperor Hongzhi had cheated.

After all, this is also a question discussed by later historians.

The retired emperor Hongzhi gritted his teeth and said, "I have never visited the palace maids. These thieves have made up rumors to slander my good name in order to rebel!"

Zhu Houzhao saw the furious look of the retired emperor and believed it a little.

Yan Chengjin said: "At this time, we should quickly send people to quell the rebellion, so as to prevent the rebels from spreading the news."

The ministers nodded.

Zhu Houzhao looked serious and looked up at the emperor: "I think that Master Yan should be re-employed and sent to the southeast to quell this matter."

Han Fu, the Minister of the Dali Temple, said: "Emperor Xuanzong stipulated that officials who were dismissed and retired could not stay in the capital. This is the ancestral system. I beg your majesty to abide by the system."

Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji stipulated that all dismissed and retired officials could not stay in the capital.

If this rule is implemented, Yan Kesong will have to return to his hometown in Jiangnan.

"I have made up my mind, no need to say more, I will appoint Master Yan as the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War and send troops to Fujian." Zhu Houzhao said happily.

Han Fu looked at the emperor, only to see that the emperor Hongzhi nodded slightly.

Looking at the cabinet and the six ministries, he didn't say much.

"I thank your majesty on behalf of my father."

Liu Jian looked at the two guys expressionlessly.

Nanchang, Prince Ning's residence.

In the carriage, Zhu Chenhao and Concubine Lou were preparing to go to the White Horse Temple to burn incense, but they heard the counselor Zhang Bailing running to report: "Prince, the spy who sent the message to the capital has been found!"

Zhu Chenhao turned around suddenly, and a murderous cold light flashed in his eyes.

Concubine Lou lowered her head with a sense of defeat, a little nervous.

"Who is it!"

Zhang Bailing looked up at Zhu Chenhao and said reluctantly, "Zhang dare not say."

Zhu Chenhao got off the carriage and looked at Zhang Bailing deeply.

"Speak!"

"It's... it's the prince."

Zhu Chenhao was stunned and stared at him in disbelief. How could the rebellious son be a spy when he spent his days drinking and partying, not doing his job, and not caring about the affairs of the court?

Zhang Bailing knew that King Ning didn't believe it, so he pulled out a letter from his sleeve, "The prince once sent a letter to Yan Chengjin in Beijing."

Opening the letter, it turned out to be the news that he traded firearms with the barbarians in Poyang Lake.

Looking at the handwriting again, it was certain that it was his son.

"Where is he now?"

"Immigranted in the main room by my subordinates."

Half an hour later, Concubine Lou walked into the prince's bedroom with lotus seed soup.

Zhu Gongluo was drinking and painting, and Tang Yin next to him was grinding ink. Seeing Concubine Lou come in, he took the initiative to avoid it.

Concubine Lou looked at Zhu Gongyang and asked in confusion: "Why did the prince help me get rid of the crime?"

The secret letter was sent by her to Yan Chengjin, but she didn't know why it was intercepted.

What's even more strange is that Zhu Gongyang helped her take the blame.

"Concubine Lou, be careful next time. The palace has been under secret martial law recently. It's best not to send any letters."

Concubine Lou was even more puzzled. Although Zhu Gongyang was not doing his job, he also wanted to rebel in his heart.

Why did he help her?

"The prince is angry, how should the prince deal with it?"

Zhu Gongyang didn't even raise his head: "I have my own way, please go back, princess."

...

Beijing, Fengtian Hall.

The retired emperor Hongzhi sat on the throne. After abolishing a position, there is only one throne left in the hall.

Today, Zhu Houzhao issued orders for several memorials.

Liu Jian was a little worried: "Are the affairs of the court really handed over to the new emperor to decide?"

"I want to see what kind of prosperity these two guys can create. Doesn't Yan Chengjin like to sign contracts? Send these two contracts and let them sign them."

Eastern Palace,

In order to save money, the emperor did not build a new bedroom for Zhu Houzhao, and ordered the Ministry of Works to supervise the construction of a new plaque.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the contract and said seriously: "Old Gao, how should I start?"

A promise made in front of his father.

Now in a hurry, Zhu Houzhao didn't know where to start.

"Your Majesty, there are still many bad policies in the world that need to be rectified, such as economy, imperial examinations, laws, agriculture and military preparations. The governance of the world has just begun. Your Majesty, why don't you go out of the palace with me?"

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