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Chapter 1122 Your Highness, Don't Be Impulsive

"Oh?" Zhang Fu glanced at Zhu Zhanji in surprise, then nodded as usual.

In front of Fengtian Gate, on the top of the altar, the golden platform and tents have already been set up, and the eunuchs and guards are holding Ruyi, Jingping, Luosan, and pumpkins... standing solemnly on both sides of the dragon chair.

The Meridian Gate behind him also slowly closed, and the two gates would not open again until the court meeting was over.

All civil and military officials stand in front of Danchi on the left and right.At this time, an eunuch wearing a big red python cloak rounded his whip, which was about ten feet long, and made a crisp sound like a firecracker!
After three blows of the whip, all civil and military officials knelt down in unison to welcome His Majesty the Emperor!

Kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanji glanced at the British Duke beside him, and Zhang Fu nodded slightly. It should be time for the army to attack.Zhu Zhanji tilted his head slightly to listen, but he couldn't hear any special movement. Zhang Fu signaled him to be calm. The high palace wall is enough to isolate any sound.

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and suddenly found that the civil and military officials around him became agitated, hurriedly collected their minds, and followed the eyes of everyone with Zhang Fu, and the two of them were stunned...

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What the civil and military officials looked at was the direction the emperor came from.After the whip was sounded, the emperor ascended the seat. This was a normal procedure, but Zhang Fu and Zhu Zhanji seemed to have seen a ghost—Gein, who was supporting Zhu Gaochi, came slowly, with a thin figure and a clean face. A man with a short beard around his lips like ink, but a touch of frost on his temples!
The man's waist was as straight as a gun, his thick eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were as deep as a pool. No one dared to look at him. He was dressed in a duke's uniform.

Seeing Wang Xian supporting the emperor step by step from far to near, Zhu Zhanji seemed to have seen a ghost.He twisted his thigh hard, and the piercing pain told him that this was not a nightmare, but a fact!

It's not just Zhu Zhanji, the nobles are all dumbfounded!That Wang Xian, who was supposed to propose marriage to Sun Biyun in Wudang Mountain, unexpectedly, unexpectedly appeared in the city of Beijing two thousand miles away!Appeared alive in front of their eyes!

'What's happening here? ! Zhu Zhanji was about to go crazy, he suddenly turned his head to look at Hu Yun, and roared silently!How could Master Hu, who never made mistakes, come up with such a deadly oolong? !
Hu Quan was also full of astonishment, as if he couldn't figure out the situation.

At this time, the officials began to shout long live, but Zhu Zhanji couldn't care less. Amidst the officials' shouts of "Long live, long live, long live", he yelled at Zhang Fu: "What should I do?!"

In fact, from the moment Wang Xian appeared, Zhang Fu had already panicked, but he knew very well that His Royal Highness and nobles were all looking at him, and if he acted panicked, they would all collapse!
"Calm down." Zhang Fu said in a deep voice, and he used his inner strength to shake the hearts of Zhu Zhanji and all the nobles: "There is no turning back when you open the bow, and Wang Xian can't change the overall situation!"

Although the second half of his sentence is pure nonsense, if Wang Xian can't change the overall situation, why is the Duke of England so afraid?
But the first half of the sentence was very effective, and the grandson and all the nobles suddenly woke up - yes, the army outside has already started fighting, and there is no way out at this time, so we can only give it a go!

When the civil and military officials got up and stood at the right time, Zhu Zhanji and the nobles had basically calmed down. The outcome outside is still unknown, and it is not certain who will win the battle!Especially when the nobles thought that Zhu Zhanji was carrying the edict to pass on the throne, their fear of Wang Xian disappeared. It was the last order of Emperor Daxing, who would dare not follow it?

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Wang Xian supported Zhu Gaochi to sit on the dragon chair, bowed deeply to the emperor, then stepped back from the golden platform and stood beside the grandson.

From the beginning of the early dynasty, the civil servants who were still in the dark, showed off their rhetoric to their heart's content, bragging that the emperor and Yang Shiqi existed in the sky, but not in the underground, just like when King Wen met Ziya, Duke Huan met Guan Zhong...but they didn't realize that the emperor and Yang Shiqi were all pale Tie Qing, especially the latter, trembled uncontrollably with his hands...

Wang Xian stood beside Zhu Zhanji calmly, but the latter stared at his face.

"Your Highness..." Wang Xian asked helplessly in a low voice, "Could it be that my minister has some flowers on his face?"

"Aren't you in Wudang Mountain?" Zhu Zhanji was about to be overwhelmed by this question, knowing that asking it would be tantamount to asking for trouble, so he still had to ask.

"My minister is indeed in Wudang Mountain, but Sun Zhenren calculated that there was a change in the capital, and cast a spell last night to send me to the capital." Wang Xian said seriously. "That's when I realized that in "Water Margin", the spells of Shenxing Taibao are real. Sun Zhenren put a piece of talisman paper on each of my legs, and I flew into the sky and flew all the way to the city of Beijing. .”

Zhu Zhanji opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.Wang Xian said with a sneer: "Your Highness, what I said is true."

"Ghosts believe it!" Zhu Zhanji screamed like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

This sound was sharp and loud, which startled the civil servants who were talking boastfully, and the officials all followed their reputation.

Zhu Zhanji didn't care about that much, he stared at Wang Xian, gritted his teeth and said: "You are playing with a mouse, are you playing with Gu?!"

"Your Highness is serious," Wang Xian sighed softly, "Although they are similar in nature, in the eyes of this minister, Your Highness is definitely not a mouse."

"What's that? Salted fish?!" Zhu Zhanji's friendship with Wang Xian for so many years is so familiar to him.

"My minister didn't say anything." Wang Xian smiled and said seriously: "Your Highness is a role model for all officials, so it's better not to whisper to each other when you go to court."

"Huh!" Zhu Zhanji was so choked that he almost rolled his eyes. He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kill, and asked in a hissed voice, "The last question, what did you do when you returned to Beijing?"

"Your Highness, these are two questions." Wang Xian said seriously without looking sideways.

"Answer me!" Zhu Zhanji wanted to go crazy.

'Woooo...' Just as Wang Xian was about to speak, he heard a low-pitched horn sounding outside the palace.

"What sound? It seems someone is farting..." Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji blankly.

"Fart? You're the one who fart! This is the sound of the horn!" Zhu Zhanji's fear, shock, anger, and all kinds of negative emotions disappeared when he heard the sound of the horn.It was replaced by ecstasy, complacency, and the arrogance of cat and mouse. He looked at Wang Xian with a sneer and said, "You don't need to say anything, just watch it."

"Your Highness, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, maybe it's really farting..." Wang Xian persuaded earnestly.

Zhu Zhanji ignored it, because the horn had already sounded, and the battle at the court meeting should start!
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The nobles were panicked and terrified, but when they heard the sound of the horn, they all cheered up as if they had been beaten with chicken blood!

Because according to the agreement, the outside army controlled the situation, and then the horn of victory was blown to notify the people inside that they could act.

The Forbidden City has been besieged by our army, and the presence of the surnamed Wang is nothing more than a fart for the emperor to be buried with him.

All the nobles looked at Zhang Fu in unison, and Zhang Fu nodded with relief, indicating that Duke Ding could act.

Xu Jingchang took a deep breath, stepped out of the class, and under the gaze of the bewildered civil servants, he saluted the emperor deeply, held up the guard board and said, "Your Majesty, I have an answer!"

"According to the reformed regulations, Ding Guogong should first hand over the memorial through the Secretary of the General Administration, and then report it to me after the cabinet reads it first." Zhu Gaochi sat on a high throne, and the morning sun shone brightly on him. Gold, like the golden body of a Buddha statue, but you can't see his face clearly. "However, since the decree has just been promulgated, Duke Ding is not familiar with it yet, so let's make an exception this time. What do you want to say?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xu Jingchang smiled coldly, and said loudly, "Recently, I heard a rumor that the former Emperor, His Majesty and His Highness the Grandson were involved!"

"Since it's a rumor on the street, why did Ding Guogong bring it up to the court? Could it be that he wants everyone to chat with you?" Zhu Gaochi said displeased.

"The emperor calmed down, the groundless rumours, there may not be no reason, the matter involves the country, we still have to find out!" Xu Jingchang said coldly.

"Then what are the rumors that make Duke Ding so worried?" Zhu Gaochi asked with a dark face.

"It is rumored that before the death of the former Emperor Daxing, there was a will to recall His Highness Taisun to the palace!" Xu Jingchang said in shocking words.

As soon as this remark came out, it really caused an uproar in the court, and the civil servants were full of astonishment. They wondered what kind of madness the emperor's cousin had gone, and even half a year after the emperor had ascended the throne, he was talking about a will!
You know, when the emperor succeeded to the throne, he had already announced to the world that the late emperor passed away suddenly without leaving a will!It is natural and unquestionable that his 20-year-old prince inherits the throne, but without a will, there is always a slight lack of legitimacy... Seeing that the emperor has stabilized his position, and the reign name has been changed to Hongxi, Ding Guogong suddenly jumped out and said that there is actually a will. Isn't this denying the legitimacy of the emperor's succession?His heart can be punished!His heart can be punished!
Zhu Gaochi's face was so dark that water dripped down, and he looked at Xu Jingchang with a terrifyingly cold gaze.

"It's nonsense! Duke Ding, have you taken the wrong medicine? How could there be a will?!" The so-called master worried about the humiliation of the ministers, and the civil servants immediately jumped up when they saw this, and sprayed at Xu Jingchang. "Bold! Don't act recklessly just because you are a relative of the emperor! You are treasonous!"

Xu Jingchang sneered and let those civil officials scold.After they had had enough of scolding, they said word by word: "What are you doing with so much nonsense? Just ask His Royal Highness, Grandson, and you will know?"

Everyone's eyes turned to His Highness the Grandson.Indeed, since the first emperor had a will to his grandson, then just take it out!

Emperor Hongxi also stared at Zhu Zhanji, the warning and dissatisfaction in his eyes had reached the extreme.

Ignoring the emperor's gaze, Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath under the fanatical expressions of the nobles, and was about to step out of the shift.

"Your Highness, don't be impulsive." At this moment, Wang Xian said quietly.

(End of this chapter)