imperial psychologist

Chapter 381 Flooded
In the morning of this day, the Qianqing Palace was full of ministers who came to court, but Emperor Jianxi never showed up.

The sun had almost completely risen, and Huang Chongde personally came to pass on the emperor's oral order, saying that the dragon's health was not in good condition, and he would not be able to go to court this morning.

The eunuchs of the chief of ceremonies collected all the documents that the courtiers were going to deliver today, and the ministers whispered to each other and dispersed, while the cabinet members did not leave, they all stayed behind.

"Today's cabinet discussions are also suspended." Huang Chongde said a little tiredly - his eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he did not close his eyes the night that just passed.

Zhang Shouzhong looked at Prince Gong in front of him, seeing that he kept his head down, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

After thinking about it, Zhang Shouzhong took a step forward, "Eunuch Huang!"

Huang Chongde stopped in his tracks, turned around and said, "Master Zhang, is there anything else?"

Zhang Shouzhong's eyes were burning, "The Ministry of War has important matters, so we must meet the emperor in person!"

Song Bozong glanced at Zhang Shouzhong from the corner of his eye, and there were slight waves in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "The Ministry of War has something important to do, why didn't you hand over the paper just now?"

"It's because it's an important and urgent matter, so I don't hand in the paperwork." Zhang Shouzhong replied in a trembling voice, "I received the news at home this morning that an order was issued from the cabinet last night, asking General Shen to bring his The Feihu Battalion is rushing to Qinzhou... I, a minister of the Ministry of War, didn't know the news until the general left the city—"

"What's so strange about this." Song Bozong replied indifferently, "Does the emperor have a decree, and must Mr. Zhang agree first?"

"Of course not, but the Ministry of War needs to confirm that this is indeed the emperor's will!" Zhang Shouzhong retorted sharply, "The crisis of the refugees in the city has just been resolved, and the [-] refugees outside the city are still being resettled. After all, Tiger Camp has experienced many battles, and in this extraordinary period, it should sit in the middle of the capital—”

Song Bozong sneered twice, "Master Zhang, why don't you ask Eunuch Huang if His Majesty personally agreed to this order?"

Zhang Shouzhong's gaze immediately turned to Huang Chongde.

Huang Chongde bowed to Zhang Shouzhong, "It is indeed His Majesty who personally approved the red."

Zhang Shouzhong was taken aback, "When?"

"Last night." Huang Chongde replied softly, "After nightfall yesterday, the emperor approved it when Mr. Song Ge was playing the xuan."

"Xuan Zuo..." Zhang Shouzhong frowned slightly.

This matter is indeed more dangerous than he imagined.

In the 24th year of Jianxi, Emperor Jianxi suddenly ordered that all memorials related to his Xuanxiu can directly bypass the existing approval process and be sent directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for him to review—for example, the congratulatory forms of the ministers, presented from all over the world Auspiciousness, the construction progress of temples related to Xuanxiu everywhere...

This incident caused an uproar in the court, and the courtiers criticized it violently.

At this time, Song Bozong also took the initiative to stand up and said that even if these memorials were sorted out separately, there were too many.

The emperor has a lot to do every day, so it seems inconvenient after all.

Therefore, he put forward a set of very detailed plans—the supervisor of ceremonies should, according to certain principles, pass these messy memorials through preliminary screening several times, and then submit them to Emperor Jianxi for review after sorting out the priorities, which saves time and effort .

Emperor Jianxi was very satisfied with Song Bozong's proposal, and directly handed over the matter to Song Bozong.

So every evening, Song Bozong would go to the palace to report today's mysterious events to Emperor Jianxi face-to-face, which is called "Xuan Zou".

Over time, in the daily solo performances, the king and his ministers would talk about more than just matters of Xuanxiu.

The turmoil above the court hall was surging, and all kinds of rumors outside the court hall...all passed from Song Bozong's mouth to Jianxi Emperor's ears through this convenient Xuanzhe.

After years of getting along with each other, the likes and dislikes of the emperor, probably no one in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty can know better than Song Bozong.

"Master Zhang, what questions do you have?" Song Bozong gave Zhang Shouzhong a deep look.

Both Zhang Shouzhong and Sun Beiji looked at Prince Gong in unison.

Some things, they can no longer speak.

Prince Gong's face paled slightly, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, his throat moved first, and then he called softly, "That... Eunuch Huang."

"My lord, please tell me." Huang Chongde replied respectfully.

"This king wants...to see Father." Prince Gong said in a low voice, "I heard that Father hurriedly summoned the imperial doctor to the palace last night. I don't know...how is it now?"

Huang Chongde sighed, he turned his back and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Your Majesty mentioned you, my lord, this morning... Is it father and son, or are they still caring about each other? Please come with my servant, my lord, and my servant will help you enter the Hall of Nourishing Heart to pass on the news. Maybe the emperor really wants to see you."

Hearing these words, both Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong's eyes lit up slightly.

Song Bozong lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Okay, my lords," Huang Chongde bowed his head slightly to the crowd, "The slaves have to go back soon, if there is nothing else, let's go."

The father and son of the Song family, their grandson, and Zhang nodded slightly, as a farewell to Huang Chongde.

Prince Gong followed Huang Chongde out of the palace first, and the two grandsons and Zhang also bowed slightly to Song Bozong, watching him and Song Na leave the palace.

"Ge Lao..." Zhang Shouzhong couldn't help looking at Sun Beiji.

"Don't worry." Sun Beiji looked at the Song family and his son playfully, "Let's... go back to the palace and wait for news."

……

"This is too suspicious!"

In the empty corridor of the palace, Zhang Shouzhong deliberately lowered his voice, but the intensity of his tone was already expressed in anger.

Sun Beiji remained silent.

"Even if the emperor really wants Shen Jichuan to go to Qinzhou, it will never be now!" Zhang Shouzhong spoke quickly, "A third of the city defense in the capital was transferred to support the suburbs of Beijing. It's a reassurance, not to mention that His Majesty has been looking for a doctor for Shen Jichuan, and he was promoted to Boling's post in the past two days—"

"I understand." Sun Beiji interrupted Zhang Shouzhong, he blinked slowly, "Things are really strange."

Zhang Shouzhong looked at Sun Beiji, "...What was Mr. Ge thinking all the way? Could you tell Wan Sheng?"

"I'm thinking about what Eunuch Huang said." Sun Beiji stopped in his tracks, "Eunuch Huang won't lie, and he doesn't need to lie—"

"Could it be that elder Ge also believes that this transfer order came from His Majesty?"

Sun Beiji shook his head, "I believe that the transfer order was not His Majesty's original intention, but I also believe that it was indeed approved by His Majesty himself."

Zhang Shouzhong frowned, "Elder Ge means...?"

"Think about the past, how many documents were delivered from all over the country to the capital every day," Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "Among the many memorials, there were always a few that listed the crimes of the Song Party, but the emperor never read them. It was Song Bozong Did you keep these vouchers privately?"

Sun Beiji directly asked himself and answered in denial, "No."

Zhang Shouzhong already understood.

Sun Beiji's eyes were piercing, "No one dares to withhold paperwork from local officials, but some paperwork will never be delivered to the emperor."

　Thank you rquall for your daily reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)