Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1269: Driving Back to Beijing

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Seeing that the mother and child were safe, Mr. Wang and his father let go of their hearts. They were too excited just now. At this time, they regained their strength and couldn't help but bow down: "Your Highness, Duke Qi, this kindness is so great that a villain has no teeth to repay. He will be rewarded in the next life." It's like being a pig or a dog..."

"There is no need for another life." Zhu Houzhao shook his body, flexed his muscles and bones, and said, "Now go to the silkworm room and cut you off, then you can enter the palace to repay your kindness."

Master Wang's father: "..."

Immediately, he cried, tears streaming down his face, and he just said like a wheel: "The villains are in Henan and suffered a disaster. It is only because of the grace of His Royal Highness that they have a place to stay in Beijing. Here they can eat and drink. ..."

Zhu Houzhao pursed his lips, as if frightened him, and said: "You don't need to thank me, this is what my father always taught. He said that we should love the people like a son. Of course, I will keep his old man's teaching in mind, don't thank me. Palace, this is all the money of the emperor, thank you, thank the emperor, it's getting late, Lao Fang, withdraw."

Master Wang's father was still in joy and gratitude, seeing that the crown prince and Qi Guogong had gone far away.

I didn't react for a while, and I was a little afraid that I would cut myself up and send me to the palace. Anyone with a bit of backbone and blood will not be a dead eunuch, ah!

He stared blankly at the chariots and horses going away, the genius was dimly lit, the morning mist was hazy, the chariots and horses were submerged in the fog, and the baby in his arms let out a clear cry.

Master Wang's father just came back to his memory, patted the baby in the swaddle, and then cried again: "It's really a good time. From ancient times to the present, there has never been such a good emperor."

At this time, many people were already awake, and the neighbors on the left and right came to ask about it.

Master Wang's father was very happy, while preparing for the treat, he was talking about the night's affairs with people everywhere, and the shed area was lively for quite a while.

...

After one month's work, Emperor Hongzhi came to the foot of Mount Tai. No matter how unhappy he was, when he arrived at Mount Tai, the unhappiness in his heart was finally over, and he was ready to climb the mountain with great interest.

The British official Zhang Mao's errands are very good. He has prepared here early, and everything is in order.

When preparing to climb the mountain, there was a quick performance from Jingli.

Emperor Hongzhi only glanced sideways at Xiao Jing: "Is this a memorial about the crown prince?"

Xiao Jingdao: "Your Majesty, it's exactly, the servants sent it here quickly."

"Don't read it." Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand.

"Your Majesty... this..."

Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "As long as you don't lose the country, it's fine. If you can't go back to Beijing after seeing it, it will defeat my interest for nothing."

Xiao Jing couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Your Majesty is so calm and relaxed, he lifts the weight as if it were light, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, this servant really admires me."

Emperor Hongzhi heard that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and then raised his eyes to look at the majestic mountains of Mount Tai. Subconsciously, he felt his back was cold.

Then, he was angry: "Go away!"

Xiao Jing: "..."

Xiao Jing was like a little Shiba Inu being kicked away by someone, with a whimper, he obediently retreated to a corner where Emperor Hongzhi would never notice.

Before coming, Emperor Hongzhi had fasted for three days, bathed and changed clothes, wore a crown of heaven on his head, and a crimson gauze robe, and rode a golden scorpion to prepare for the law. Offering sacrifices to the heavenly emperor and the gods of the five directions is a sacrifice to the heavens; after the sacrifice to the heavens, one goes down the mountain to sacrifice to the gods of the earth at Dushou Mountain, and finally climbs to the pilgrimage altar, and the accompanying Baiguan Mountain shouts long live.

For three full days, Emperor Hongzhi was exhausted.

In any case, this Zen ceremony is considered complete.

But thinking about it carefully, Emperor Hongzhi felt that this seemed to be tasteless. When he was in Beijing, he dreamed about it, but when he came, he felt a sense of dullness.

Subsequently, Emperor Hongzhi decreed amnesty for the world.

The mighty team set off, but they had to turn back to Qufu, Shandong, to pay homage to the Confucius Temple, and ordered Liu Jian and others to sacrifice seventy-two sages and give three million gold to the Confucian mansion. Months passed.

So, it's early summer.

After leaving Beijing for more than two months, Emperor Hongzhi felt exhausted. No one reported to him about the prince. Liu Jian was very knowledgeable and tried his best to post some auspicious memorials from various places, such as why the hen laid golden eggs Well, there are immortals who swagger through the market and cure people of all kinds of diseases.

Emperor Hongzhi knew well that this was a fake, but since Mount Tai was enshrined in Zen, there must always be auspiciousness everywhere, so God gave him Emperor Hongzhi face. If there is no auspiciousness, it can also create auspiciousness.

Emperor Hongzhi ordered people to pass on these auspicious signs to the mansion newspaper so that the world could hear about them.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi finally took it easy and ordered to drive back to the palace.

The mighty team marched towards the capital.

Along the way, Emperor Hongzhi kept a long face and kept few words.

Xiao Jing waited on him carefully.

After traveling for more than ten days, Emperor Hongzhi finally couldn't hold back anymore: "What's the news for the prince?"

"His Majesty……"

"Finish." Sitting in the imperial chariot, Emperor Hongzhi was very strict.

"This..." Xiao Jing took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, according to the latest report, the Chief Envoy of Henan Province, countless victims of disasters have poured into the capital. Building bridges and paving roads, building mansions, buying food...there are countless other needs, the 70 million taels are all mortgaged with internal funds, and the interest is very cheap to borrow from the Xishan Bank. Now...I'm afraid,

It's already been spent. "

Emperor Hongzhi covered his eyes with his hands. This is a tragedy.

He felt his hands and feet were cold, but he never expected that this number had almost doubled.

The inner library... is empty.

He leaned on the sofa for a long time, unable to speak.

After a long time, he said with difficulty: "I will...take this ice...take it away, take it away."

Because of the hot weather, there is a special ice basin in the imperial car, and the ice is placed in the basin. The ice radiates cold air, which can counteract the heat in the imperial car.

Xiao Jing had a bitter face: "Your Majesty... this... this is not going to work, Your Majesty should not suffer from heat stroke."

"Take it away." Emperor Hongzhi said, "Save as much as you can, and after returning to Beijing, all the banquets given to the officials will also be cancelled."

Xiao Jing couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, this ice is sent by the state government along the way, no money is required."

Emperor Hongzhi turned pale and sighed again.

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It was very hot.

Fang Jifan was too lazy to go out and move.

But someone came from the palace and called him into the palace. Fang Jifan had no choice but to go. When he arrived at Fengtian Hall, he saw Zhu Houzhao sitting steadily and said to Fang Jifan, "Old Fang, there is a decree from Shandong. The emperor has already made his trip and will arrive in the capital soon."

Fang Jifan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's a good feeling. I haven't seen Your Majesty for many days, but I don't know how your Majesty is doing with Zen."

Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes: "But Bengong was very panicked. He didn't have any scruples about what he did before, and he felt in his heart that it's time to do it, but now that the day when the father returns is getting closer, Bengong's panic attack is not enough. But every day is getting better every day, how can this be good, or, I will slip away, I will go to the desert, and follow Wang Shouren, or, I will go to the sea, and I will go to find Xu Jing, Lao Fang... What do you think? "

Fang Jifan was also speechless.

At the beginning, His Royal Highness was very proud, Fang Jifan immediately said: "Your Highness, absolutely not, if this is the case, His Majesty will be even more furious. In the whole world, where can His Royal Highness go? A man, a man, dare you If you dare to act, how can you retreat in front of the battle? The so-called willing to cut your body, dare to... Ah, no! I mean, His Royal Highness should take responsibility, isn't it just a little money, what are you afraid of, when the time comes, the minister will definitely Do everything possible to speak well for His Highness the Crown Prince in front of His Majesty, Your Highness, don't be afraid, you won't die after all."

Zhu Houzhao frowned even deeper. Fang Jifan said he was not afraid. Then, it might be worse. He raised his head with his hands behind his back: "You were the one who instigated the relocation of the victims."

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I was instigated by the minister. When the time comes, I will go and apologize to His Majesty."

Zhu Houzhao's face turned pale: "No, this can't be done, it will be even worse. If you go to plead guilty, father will think that Jifan is just an accomplice, even if he pleads guilty, I'm afraid, he will teach me a lesson."

With his hands behind his back, he hurriedly paced back and forth a few steps, gritted his teeth: "What are you afraid of, what we did was a good thing, Father will definitely not blame you."

"It makes sense." Fang Jifan said sincerely: "Your Majesty is a person who understands righteousness, how could he be ignorant of things. Please rest assured, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Only then did Zhu Houzhao breathe a sigh of relief: "Come on, there is one more thing here."

"What is it?"

"This is the report of the factory guard." Zhu Houzhao frowned: "It was sent by Mou Bin, saying it was... According to their investigation, they found that a group of traitors from the White Lotus Sect had also sneaked into the capital, with the intention of plotting evil. , Lao Fang... The White Lotus Sect has become quite rampant in the Huaibei area in recent years. The year before last, in the Xiangcheng area, there was also a White Lotus Sect that killed officials and rebelled. You say these people, why can't they be banned forever? The world is in chaos There are them from time to time, and when the world is in great order, there are also them."

Fang Jifan became more cautious: "What else did Commander Mou say?"

"He said that he would try his best to track it down. It seems that he has some clues, and now he has a plan, otherwise...according to his temperament, he would not dare to report it."

Fang Jifan said: "When your Majesty returns to Beijing, I'm afraid you have to be more careful. Your Highness, today is different from the past. Now there are gunpowder mines everywhere, and it is inevitable that some gunpowder will be lost. If these people hoard some forbidden items and make them What happened, it's not a joke."

Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "Why, they dare to break ground on their heads? Bengong cut off their necks." Hands clenched tightly, as if the air was someone else's neck, Zhu Houzhao squeezed, clenched his fists, and giggled ring.

As he said that, he laughed loudly: "Anyway, you are right, I have to take responsibility, and the money in the internal treasury can be spent as soon as it is spent. It's no big deal."

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