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Zhu Zhanji¡¯s eyes were slightly narrowed, and his right hand gently tapped the armrest.
A cicada screamed desperately outside, as if it was never tired.
Just like the Ming Emperor
The emperor in his prime was silent when he learned of the death of his nephew.
An Lun's back was already wet, but he never thought that the emperor would feel guilty or troubled by this.
The emperor is ruthless!
Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly and said: "Sent the imperial doctor to catch up with him and go all the way to sea and then come back."
Yu Jia bowed and agreed, then went out to make arrangements.
Zhu Zhanji watched his back disappear into the sunshine outside the door, suddenly smiled and asked: "What do you want?"
An Lun knelt down without hesitation, and then said in panic: "Your Majesty, this slave is only loyaland loyal."
Zhu Zhanji looked down at him slightly, and asked again sarcastically: "What do you want?"
An Lun just kowtows.
There was a sound of forehead tapping on the floor tiles in my ears, but it was not clear.
Zhu Zhanji sighed slightly: "Uncle Xinghe told me back then that people have purpose, the purpose of living. Some people like money, some people like power, some people like beauty, some people like food What do you like? "
An Lun can only kowtow.
No matter what he said about loyalty at this moment, it was all in vain, trying to cover up the truth.
Zhu Zhanji was silent for a while. Later, when An Lun's forehead was completely bruised, he said calmly: "Go."
An Lun stood up, his body shaking a little.
Zhu Zhanji suddenly asked: "You openly clashed with Xing and Bo several times, but secretly helped him many times. Why?"
An Lun's body stood upright and swayed. He felt a little dizzy, but he still maintained a trace of wakefulness.
"Your Majesty, slave"
The severe pain caused by kowtowing did not make him cry before, but now tears filled his eyes and fell down.
Zhu Zhanji watched the tears falling coldly, without any emotion.
"Your Majesty, when I was in Jinling, I met Xing and Uncle several times on official business. Xing and Uncle were on good terms. I thought that I could have many friends in the future. Who would have thought that Tian's grace suddenly fell and Your Majesty showed my favor. I actually went to Beijing and then went to Dongdong. factory."
Zhu Zhanji asked sarcastically: "Then what are you worried about?"
An Lun wiped his tears and said: "Your Majesty, Uncle Xinghe is an important minister of your Majesty. I know very well that although the position of Dongchang Factory Supervisor is prestigious, it is also risky"
Zhu Zhanji said expressionlessly: "You haven't made many mistakes in the past few years in Dongchang, but you can't escape the use of public tools for private use. Tell me, what's the grudge between Yan Dajian and you?"
An Lun did not expect that the emperor even knew that he sent people to keep an eye on Yan Dajian. He choked and said: "Your Majesty, when I was still at home, my family was bullied by the Yan family. After I became the factory supervisor, I became a little ¡¡±
"Something?"
Zhu Zhanji picked up the teacup and took a sip, then gently put the teacup down.
The tea cup touched the table and made a slight sound, but An Lun was frightened.
He raised his head and said in panic: "Your Majesty, I will definitely retaliate. I only want to make Yan Dajian suffer"
Zhu Zhanji stared into his eyes, his eyes gradually becoming serious, "Next time you dare to play tricks, I will chop you up alive!"
An Lun walked out of the Qianqing Palace almost covered in sweat. The sun outside was very bright, but he still shivered, and then looked at Song Laoshi who was sweeping in front of him.
Song Laoshi swept the floor very seriously, completely without distractions.
The broom is sweeping rhythmically, not as heavy as long-term work, but very light.
An Lun was watching all this. He felt that days like this were despair, despair without hope.
How about sweeping the floor day after day, eating and sleeping every day?
An Lun has seen the lives of ordinary people and feels that it is very torturous, and he will definitely not be able to survive.
"Are you bored?"
He walked over and asked.
Song Laoshi raised his head and looked at him curiously, and said as if he was looking at a fool: "Sweeping the floor is for food. If you don't sweep the floor, you won't have food, so you have to sweep the floor. You don't even understand this, hey! How pitiful. "
An Lun looked at him and said with some confusion: "Eating you can make money to eat!"
Yu Jia appeared above, looking at the two people below coldly.
Song LaoshiHe tilted his head, then gradually furrowed his brows, like a child having a conflict. He suddenly took a sip and said, "Why should I make money when I can eat meat every day?"
An Lun didn¡¯t know what he was thinking, but he blurted out a question: "If you have money, you can have everything. You can have women to accompany you, you can have delicious food, you can have slaves to serve you, you can go everywhere to play"
"It's very tiring."
Song Laoshi shook his head and said, "That would be very tiring. I just like sweeping the floor."
An Lun shook his head blankly and walked out with some staggering steps.
Song Laoshi held his broom and watched him go away, and suddenly shouted: "The snacks are the best."
The back figure continued to move forward, then shook its head, and finally disappeared outside the distant door.
"How silly!"
Song Laoshi shook his head, feeling that he had met another fool. Then he proudly touched the oil paper bag in his arms, sniffed, and started sweeping the floor again.
Yu Jia witnessed the whole conversation between fools from above, and then said with a sneer: "Sooner or later, you will die without a burial place!"
He turned around and went in and reported, "Your Majesty, An Lun was talking to Song Cheng honestly just now."
Zhu Zhanji glanced at him, and then continued to read the memorial.
The emperor¡¯s affairs are never finished. There are new situations every day in various parts of the Ming Dynasty. There are some happy events, but most of them are bad things that can be reported
Therefore, the emperor¡¯s brows often frown, and wrinkles will appear over time. They start from being light, but they don¡¯t know when they will turn into deep wrinkles.
And Fang Xing felt that it was inappropriate to have no wrinkles on his forehead.
Because he saw Yan Dajian outside the palace.
The sunshine is very good. Although it is a bit hot, it makes people feel that they are still alive.
Yan Dajian has two more wrinkles on his forehead. A month ago, even if he smiled, there would be no lines on his face.
He saw Fang Xing approaching, then stopped, shaking his head with complicated eyes.
Fang Xing also saw him. Seeing him stop, he came closer and asked, "But is there something wrong?"
Yan Dajian asked with some confusion: "Uncle Xinghe, why do you want to intercept me?"
The so-called interception refers to Fang Xing blocking his opportunity to take over as Minister of Rites.
The current Ministry of Rites still does not have a minister, and Yan Dajian is still in charge.
Anyone else would probably think that he would be taking over the post of Minister of Rites just around the corner, but Yan Dajian knew that Fang Xing would not act without aim.
But isn¡¯t this too bullying?
Fang Xing touched his smooth forehead and said, "What do you want to say?"
The officials behind Yan Dajian backed away in embarrassment.
"Uncle Xinghe, how did I offend you? It's worthy of your deliberate efforts to deal with me."
At this moment, Yan Dajian became extremely sharp, and the little fear he had in the past about the other party's awakening also disappeared.
This is a power seeker.
After losing the chance to go further, he already regarded Fang Xing as his mortal enemy.
Since they are mortal enemies, why are you pretending?
So Yan Dajian¡¯s eyes were sinister, as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father.
Fang Xing was silent. He did not deliberately conceal his attack on Yan Dajian. After that, everyone in the capital was shaken.
These shocks all came from Fang Xing's attack on Yan Dajian, and he succeeded.
The reasons for the loopholes he made when he was an official in Fujian are just clouds in the eyes of those "experts".
Fang Xing wanted to get Yan Dajian, so he went to get it, and he succeeded.
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