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Chapter 565 The Emperor's Treat
"Although the memorial doesn't specifically say who it is, it points to King Zhao." Zhang Fu smiled wryly: "It is said that there are several things that people must never do, one of which is to speak ill of his son to his father."

"Based on the clues we have so far, this is the only way to go." Hearing what British Duke said, Wang Xian only smiled and said: "But please have a clear conscience and leave room for the emperor."

"You have two meanings." Zhang Fu said with a smile.

"Actually, it's a layered meaning," Wang Xian also said with a smile: "It's all about doing the duty of a minister."

"It makes sense." Zhang Fu nodded and smiled, "I finally know why you were chosen by the grandson, and the emperor wants to use you again."

"Actually, the emperor's grandson is one body," Wang Xian said indifferently: "The emperor loves the grandson so much, how can he have a grudge against him?"

Zhang Fu's heart was shocked when he heard the words. He could hear that Wang Xian had something in his words... What Wang Xian meant was that he only saw the emperor's kindness to the prince, but forgot the emperor's kindness to the grandson. Could it be that the emperor would treat the prince Can the grandson see it separately?This reason is so simple that it is irrefutable, so Zhang Fu has to reflect on his position secretly...

Afterwards, the two of them were speechless, and before they knew it, the rooster sang, and the world was blissful, and Wang Xian finally hurried to sort out the materials presented to the emperor, and handed them to Zhang Fu.

"It's done, you rest, I'm going into the palace." Zhang Fu put away the memorial, nodded to Wang Xian, and left the Zhenfusi Yamen.

"I'll see you off." Wang Xian smiled and brought Zhang Fu to the door. Suddenly, Er Hei came up and whispered something to him. Wang Xian nodded. Come on, His Royal Highness King Zhao is waiting outside Beiyuan."

"Oh?" Zhang Fu was stunned and said, "Why is he so anxious to meet the saint?"

"Yesterday we arrested so many people, Zhao Wang will not be unaware." Wang Xian said indifferently: "I guess it must have shocked the mules." He said with a smile: "If Zhao Wang can confess to the emperor, my lord Wouldn't it save you from speaking ill of your son to your father?"

"Haha, I hope so!" Zhang Fu laughed loudly. At this time, the servant led the horse, and he bowed his hand to Wang Xian, then beat the horse and drove away.

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Beiyuan, Yitian Palace, Emperor Yongle met Queen Zhao early in the morning, his face was always gloomy, and for no reason he slapped a few young eunuchs, scaring all the eunuchs and maids out of their wits.Until a eunuch reported that Zhang Fu had come.Only then did the emperor's expression relax a lot, and he asked people to prepare breakfast quickly, and the eunuchs and maids finally heaved a sigh of relief, and started to work in an orderly manner.

When Zhang Fu went to the hall, Zhu Di greeted him and said, "Wen Bi must have not had breakfast when he comes at this time, come come, come and have dinner with me."

In fact, Zhang Fu had already used it with Wang Xian, but he dared not spoil the emperor's interest, so he respectfully said with a smile: "The humble minister will enjoy the blessing."

"I don't have dragon liver and phoenix marrow for you either." Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "They're all home-cooked breakfasts. Now we can't eat what we want? I just like this familiar old taste."

"The emperor is so right." Zhang Fu thanked him, and sat down on the lower Jindun. There were more than a dozen kinds of breakfast on the table, such as small steamed buns, donkey rolls, bean juice, sausage enema, fried liver, and sesame tofu. ...It is very different from the food here in Jinling, but Zhang Fu feels very close, because it is what he often ate in Beijing when he was a child.

Holding the chopsticks, the emperor pointed at one of the chopsticks and said, "Taste, see if you can taste whose craftsmanship it is?"

Zhang Fu had no choice but to pick up a piece of fried liver, taste it carefully, then put down his chopsticks, and said, "Is it the craftsmanship of the chef Lu Dahai in the emperor's hidden residence?"

"Hahaha, people say that the British man is very smart, but this time you guessed wrong." Zhu Di laughed and said, "Old man Lu is over 60 this year, and he can't shake the spoon. I gave him a spoon last year." The honorary title of Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple made him retire, and now his son is taking over. This is his son's craft!"

"It can be faked, no wonder Master Lu assured him to take over. It is a good story for father and son to serve the emperor for two generations." Seeing that the emperor was in good spirits, Zhang Fu murmured to himself. Just before he came in, Huang He whispered to him , the emperor is in a bad mood, let him be careful.Although the emperor is moody, he won't change so quickly, right?
"Don't put down your chopsticks. I went to Shanxi after beating my grandson. It's rare for someone to eat with me. You can eat whatever you like. If you are restrained, I can't eat well." Zhu Di said enthusiastically, holding it up by himself. Rice bowls for breakfast.

It was not the first time for Zhang Fu to have a meal with the emperor, but it was impossible for him to eat without courage.He sat with his back bowed respectfully, while moving his chopsticks carefully, while thinking quickly... He knew the emperor's living habits, for so many years, he had always eaten at the fifth watch, and then he started a busy day. Although it's early, it's still time, how can the emperor just eat?

Or in other words, was there any reason why the emperor couldn't eat?Zhang Fu naturally thought of what Wang Xian said before he left... Zhao Wang entered the palace!

It seems that [-]% of Zhao Wang has confessed something to the emperor.After Zhang Fu secretly counted, he settled down and had breakfast with the emperor.Unexpectedly, after taking two mouthfuls, the emperor was already about to rinse his mouth. Seeing this situation, Zhang Fu stood up quickly to thank him, but Zhu Di stopped him with a smile: "I have committed an old problem these days, and I don't eat much. You It’s not the same, your body is in good shape, and it’s not good for martial arts practitioners to eat such a small amount!” Then he stood up and said, “This table of food is prepared for you, you can’t waste it. Use it slowly, I’ll read the memorial first, eat it Come talk to me when you're full."

Zhang Fu had no choice but to thank him, and after the emperor left, he sat down and ate a few more mouthfuls.In fact, he was not hungry at all, but who in the Ming Dynasty would dare to honor the emperor's kindness?If you can't eat it, you have to stuff it.Zhang Fu knew very well that the emperor was trying to sell himself. Youdao said that he had a short mouth for cannibalism and used the imperial meal specially prepared by the emperor. He also understood what to say when the performance was correct later.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu admired Wang Xian even more, saying "but please have a clear conscience and leave room for the emperor". How can I sit still?

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Although Zhu Di asked him to eat slowly, how could Zhang Fu dare to keep the emperor waiting for a long time?After moving the chopsticks a little more, he also rinsed his mouth, got up and went inside to thank him.

Zhu Di flipped through the memorial there, obviously absent-minded, seeing him coming in, he asked him to sit down immediately, and asked him if he had finished eating.

Zhang Fu was touched and said: "What kind of minister He De is. The emperor undressed him and pushed him to eat. I really don't know how to repay the emperor."

"Wen Bi is serious. You are my minister. In my eyes, that is much more important than those ineffective sons." Zhu Di mentioned the "ineffective sons", obviously a little bit angry , snorted heavily: "Do you know who came here just now?"

"I don't know." Zhang Fu naturally wouldn't show that he was well-informed in front of the emperor.

"Zhu Gaosui, that rebellious son." Zhu Di's pretended smile finally disappeared, and he said in a hateful voice, "He came to confess to me that he committed a crime of disobedience to his ancestors!"

Zhang Fu became clearer now, and he couldn't put on a dazed face, that would be obviously pretending, so he could only say softly: "King Zhao has always been benevolent and filial, even if he did something wrong, there is a reason for it, right?"

"You still speak for him!" Zhu Di was furious, but he obviously followed Zhang Fu's meaning and said, "Do you know what he did?"

"I don't know yet." Zhang Fu said softly.

Or how to say, speaking is an art?The word "return" hinted to Zhu Di the progress of the case.Sometimes being a courtier is like this. You can neither disobey the emperor's will nor appear too incompetent. The sense of proportion here is the so-called "way of serving the emperor". Thinking of Wang Xian's young age, he can actually grasp it So wonderful, Zhang Fu couldn't help but slander, could this little guy be the reincarnation of some old monster?
Needless to say, although the British public guessed it wrong, it is not far away!
"Hey, let me tell you the truth." Zhu Di said with a face full of shame, "The ginkgo tree in front of the Xiaoling Palace was the one that let people secretly water it to death!"

"Ah!" Zhang Fu immediately expressed appropriate surprise, "Why?"

"Why?" Zhu Di said with a complicated expression: "This rebellious son's idea is ridiculous! You should know that a few days ago, some officials looked down on our father and son reunion and insisted on forcing the King of Han to take over this matter?"

"I know..." Zhang Fu was secretly startled when he heard the words. He didn't expect that the emperor would have such a disgusted attitude towards the matter of the King of Han becoming a vassal.But it's normal to think about it again, because after the vassal king becomes a vassal, he can no longer return to Beijing. This is the ancestral system set by the Emperor Taizu.Therefore, once father and son brothers are separated, they will never see each other again in this life.And it is precisely for this reason that the ministers insisted on the King of Han becoming a vassal.As long as the King of Han is in charge, there is no need to expect to see the emperor again.In that way, the crown prince's seat will be secure, and there will be no battle for the position in the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Di could be cruel to those brothers and nephews, but when it was his son's turn, he was absolutely reluctant to give up.

The emperor is 55 years old this year, and in this age, he is truly an old man.When people get old, they miss their family all the more, let alone his two favorite sons.When he thought that if he was cruel, he would never see these two sons again, and he felt very sad.Thinking of that, the prince can sit back and relax. As he gets older day by day, he may not take his father seriously.

Thinking of his indifference to the prince over the past ten years, Zhu Di inevitably had doubts in his heart, and he didn't want to let his two sons go.But Zhu Di couldn't refute those courtiers, because after all, they were squatting in their vassal state honestly for the safety of Daming's society and to make the vassal kings of the world have nothing to say.So although the emperor wanted to reprimand the ministers for being unethical, he really couldn't say it.

At this time, the Gongsun tree in front of the Xiaoling Palace died, and the King of Han was assassinated again. Although the emperor was furious, he had to admit that this made the emperor more active...

(End of this chapter)