"The Son of Heaven decreed that hundreds of officials should be seen in the Hanyuan Palace."

"The Son of Heaven decreed that hundreds of officials should be seen in the Hanyuan Palace."

The eunuchs sang one after another, spreading from the deep Xiyuan hall to the outside, informing the three scholars in the court room, and informing Zhang Anbo, Wu Wang and others in the wing room at the entrance of the Xiyuan.

"The Son of Heaven decreed that hundreds of officials should be seen in the Hanyuan Palace."

Outside the gate of Xiyuan, in the streets and alleys dozens of meters away, the servants and entourages of the ministers were waiting. When the news came, everyone was like ants that had exploded their nests, skewering around, looking for acquaintances to discuss.

And with that, the Jinyi guards and eunuchs separately preached to the yamen in Beijing. The news immediately spread throughout the capital.

Truth!

The speculation about the situation of the Son of Heaven in a coma last night, and the speculation about the gunfire in Xiyuan last night, can be stopped! Heaven is fine!

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The courtiers with the qualifications of the Chang Dynasty began to gather in twos and threes to the West Garden, preparing to go to the Hanyuan Palace.

However, everyone's mood in Beijing is different.

The royalists such as King Wu, Yuan Hao, Hu Xuan, and Li Si, who were waiting in the wing room at the entrance of the West Garden, were very happy. The Son of Heaven is fine. This is an excellent result.

At the same time, in the palace of the King of Jin in the west of the city, the King of Jin was in the Star Picking Tower, and several henchmen looked at each other!

They didn't sleep all night. The news has just arrived.

The King of Jin had already sent someone to contact the King of Shu last night. The King of Shu did not respond on the spot. This is a common attitude. If Empress Yang agrees, she will contact him again. However, his father was all right? You can also go to the court to accept the worship of hundreds of officials.

This...

Upstairs, the morning sun covers the floor. With the summer heat. King Jin stroked his forehead, looking at this vibrant early morning picture, but at this time, his heart was at a dead loss.

Fell into the trap of his father! It's too late to regret.

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The prince does not have to go to court. At this time, the king of Chu, like his fourth brother King Jin, was waiting for news in the palace.

Located in the east of the city, in the palace of the king of Chu, with the upgrading of the rising sun, the palace that was silent in the night gradually became lively, and the inner study of the king of Chu. It's still silent.

The candle has just gone out. There seemed to be some burning breath in the air. In front of the neat bookshelf full of books, King Ning Han of Chu stood calmly, his eyes empty.

Regret it! The intestines are all repentant!

He still remembered clearly in his mind what kind of order he had given last night. However, his father had no problem and did not die!

He's finished.

Why don't you die? Could it be that the green beauty is fake?

The King of Chu knows what is going on with the green beauty. This is also one of the bases for his judgment last night. But now, the facts are in front of us.

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Compared to the King of Jin, the King of Chu was regretting the mood of wanting to go back in time, and Yin Yan, who supported Prince Yang's Ministry of Rites, Langzhong (Zheng Wupin), was going to Xiyuan with his colleagues in the Ministry of Rites.

Checked the tooth tag at the door. Walk through the beautifully landscaped royal gardens to the Hanyuan Hall. Officials greeted each other along the way.

Yin Yan is very popular, and he exchanged a few words with Zhou Shilang of the Criminal Department, who was familiar with him, and looked up at the majestic palace in front of him, his heart was both relieved and full of worry!

He didn't make any moves last night, such as sending someone to the Song Mansion (Song Pu) to ask for information. As a top-notch strategist, he knows how to deal with a critical situation. Now that the Son of Heaven has nothing to do, for him, for Prince Yang, it is naturally an excellent result.

However, the Son of Heaven is fortunate to be a young beauty, and he often has accidents, which is probably not a sign of longevity. Yang Huangzi is now only three years and two months old.

How does this not worry him? Prince Yang must have the foundation of public expectations, and age is a threshold. At the very least, at least ten years old! There is no possibility of premature death. Too young, the courtiers will not support, agree.

Yin Langzhong, worriedly, followed the ministers and walked into the Hanyuan Palace.

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The morning sun soaks the Wu Palace. Houses, pavilions, ups and downs, spread out in the house. Various buildings give different shades of length.

Since King Wu left the mansion and went to Xiyuan, the atmosphere in King Wu's mansion has been very depressing!

If there is a change in the Son of Heaven, others will control the Zhongxi Garden. The king of Wu who went to Xiyuan will be killed! There is no way he can surrender.

In the Buddhist hall on the side of the main house, Ning Xiao, the lord of Yongqing, knelt in front of the Buddha with his mother, praying that King Wu would not have an accident. Shizi Ning Cheng was outside, waiting for news.

Actually, Ning Xiao doesn't believe in Buddhism! She was just accompanying her mother and soothing her emotions. She believes in Jia Huan's point of view: natural selection, survival of the fittest. There has never been a savior. On your own!

Princess Dugu was reciting the Buddhist scriptures softly: "Great mercy, great compassion, help the suffering, save the suffering, Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

At this time, Ning Xiao's personal maid Zi'er came in from outside and said softly in Ning Xiao's ear: "County Lord, there is news from outside." ”

Ning Xiao nodded, got up and went outside the Buddha hall. Ning Cheng, who was waiting at the door, rushed over impatiently, "Sister, there is news from Xiyuan, the Son of Heaven has ordered hundreds of officials to meet in the Hanyuan Palace." Sister, is it okay? ”

In fact, when the news came out, the ministers in Beijing knew that the Son of Heaven was signaling to the ministers that he was fine. However, Ning Cheng didn't dare to decide, he still had to hear his sister's judgment before he could feel at ease. This is Ning Xiao's prestige in the mansion!

As soon as Ning Xiao heard the news, a smile immediately bloomed on her beautiful face, and the sixteen-year-old girl, slim and graceful, nodded and said, "Hmm." "With the level of Lord Xiao, it can be judged in an instant.

In King Wu's mansion, there was a sudden jubilation!

Ning Xiao and Ning Cheng talked for a while, gave a few words, and went to the Buddhist hall to tell their mother the good news. I thought about it for a while.

There is no doubt that her father's actions this morning will surely win the favor of the Son of Heaven again. The position in the DPRK is more stable!

And what she is now focusing on is another direction, the direction that was obscured by last night's news: how did Jia Huan respond?

On the same day, Jia Huan ordered Zhu Hongfei, the imperial historian, to write a book and propose to establish the king of Jin, which attracted the attention of the Manchu Dynasty. She was also guessing Jia Huan's intentions, and asked her father for advice. But it doesn't feel thorough.

However, the Son of Heaven ordered Jinyiwei to arrest Zhu Hongfei, which completely shifted the direction of the matter. Then, the civil unrest in Shandong, and then last night, the Son of Heaven fell into a coma, gunshots in Xiyuan, and a series of events, like a wonderful drama! Like a continuous wave, wave after wave, rushing over, overwhelming!

Such a complicated situation, I am afraid that Jia Huan's expectations have long been deviated. So, did he make the right choice?

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On May 28, the seventeenth year of Yongzhi, at about eight o'clock in the morning, Jia Zheng's carriage walked smoothly on the street of Xuanwumenli, and he was rushing to Xiyuan.

There was a lot of talk in the streets about last night, but it was generally calm. The newspapers have spread the word.

Jia Zhengzheng closed his eyes and recuperated. At this time, a small servant of Jiafu galloped over on horseback, met Jia Zheng's carriage, rolled the saddle and dismounted, knelt and said: "Master, there is news from the yamen that has reached the mansion: the Son of Heaven ordered hundreds of officials to come to Xiyuan to meet him. ”

Jia Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then a reserved smile appeared on his face. His concubine's judgment was completely correct!

The four entourages led by Xin'er knelt on the ground and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the master!" ”

Newspaper articles, of course, they all know. Jia Fu showed a big face this time!

Jia Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Get up." On the street, show jokes. What a system! Let's go, go to the West Garden. The tone is indescribably brisk!

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When Jia Zheng rushed to Xiyuan, Jia Huan also took people to the Pravda newspaper office and worked overtime to print Pravda. Jingcheng Daily, the newspaper of Jia Province, was published as usual this morning. On Pravda's side, the printed newspapers are invalid. Jia Zheng showed up and subdued the whole of Pravda. Jia Huan directly took the typesetting of the Beijing Daily and came to print.

But because of the time relationship, it can only be printed and how much is sold to the outside world!

Pravda is very easy to get here. Not long after Jia Zheng left, he received the latest news from Beijing.

At that time, Jia Huan was drinking strong tea in the lobby of the newspaper office to refresh himself. His expression was still calm. It's just that there is tiredness between the eyebrows and eyes!

The steaming summer sun is shining brightly, shining on the courtyard and house of Pravda! Familiar grass and trees.

This is the newspaper he founded!

The editors of Pravda newspaper have been washed one after another, and there are not many old people left back then. There were a few people who accompanied Jia Huan to talk here.

At this time, Zhang Sishui came in from the outside quickly, hurriedly, with a gust of wind, and a smile on his face: "Ziyu, good news, the Son of Heaven ordered hundreds of officials to meet in Xiyuan." "They won! Jia Huan won!

Several editors of Pravda immediately congratulated Jia Huan one after another, and arched their hands: "Congratulations to Jia Tanhua!" "The newspaper article is a clear expression of loyalty. And the Son of Heaven did not have an accident, and now, the credit is great.

Expected news!

However, Jia Huan was still stunned, as if the congratulations in his ears had become distant. In his heart, on his shoulders, there seemed to be a huge pressure, and then it was removed, making him feel light! Finally, it's over. It's not easy!

The news from the King of Chu, Jia Huan didn't know yet. The Son of Heaven's final verdict on him, Jia Huan still didn't know. However, the Son of Heaven was sure that nothing had happened, and he ordered the officials to meet him. In this unpredictable chess game, he won after all!