"Although it doesn't say who it is on this piece, it points to King Zhao." Zhang Fu smiled bitterly: "It is said that there are several things that people must not do, one of which is to speak ill of his son to his father. ”

"Judging from the clues we have so far, this can only be the case." Hearing that the British Duke said this, Wang Xian only smiled and said: "But if you have a clear conscience, just leave a good room for the emperor." ”

"You mean two things." Zhang Fu said with a smile.

"Actually, it's a layer of meaning," Wang Xian also smiled: "It's just a matter of doing your duty." ”

"Makes sense." Zhang Fu nodded and smiled: "I finally know what you are for, obviously you are the person promoted by the grandson, and the emperor will reuse you." ”

"Actually, the emperor's grandson is one," Wang Xian said lightly: "The emperor loves the grandson so much, how can he have a problem with him?" ”

Zhang Fu's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he could hear that Wang Xian had something to say...... What Wang Xian means is that he only sees the emperor's bad treatment of the prince, but forgets that the emperor is good to the grandson, is it possible that the emperor will separate the prince and grandson? This truth is so simple that it is irrefutable, so Zhang Fu has to secretly reflect on his position......

After that, the two of them didn't say anything, and before they knew it, the rooster sang the world white, and Wang Xian finally hurried up, sorted out the materials presented to the emperor, and handed them to Zhang Fu.

"It's done, you can rest, I'll go to the palace." Zhang Fu put away the chapter, nodded at Wang Xian, and left the yamen of the Zhenfu Division.

"I'll send my grandfather." Wang Xian smiled and sent Zhang Fu to the door, suddenly Erhei came up and whispered a few words to him, Wang Xian nodded, and when the subordinate left, he said to Zhang Fu: "The palace gate is not open today, His Royal Highness King Zhao is waiting outside Beiyuan." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Fu was stunned and said, "Why is he in such a hurry to face the saint?" ”

"We arrested so many people yesterday, King Zhao won't be ignorant." Wang Xian said lightly: "I guess I was surprised by the horse and mule." He said with a smile: "If King Zhao can confess to the emperor, won't the grandfather have to say bad things about his son to his father?" ”

"Ha Luha, I hope so!" Zhang Fu laughed, at this time, the servant brought the horse, he bowed his hand to Wang Xian, and then beat the horse and left......

Beiyuan, Yitian Palace, Emperor Yongle saw Queen Zhao early in the morning, and he kept a gloomy face, and for no reason he hit the boards of a few little eunuchs, which frightened the souls of the eunuchs and palace maids. Until a eunuch said that Zhang Fu came. The emperor's expression relaxed a lot, and people hurriedly prepared breakfast, and those eunuchs and palace maids finally breathed a sigh of relief and got busy in an orderly manner.

When Zhang Fu went to the palace, Zhu Di greeted him and said, "Wen Bi must not have had breakfast at this time, come on, come on, and dine with me." ”

Zhang Fu had actually used it in Wang Xian's place, but how dare he sweep the emperor's interest, so he smiled respectfully: "Then Weichen will be blessed." ”

"There's no dragon liver and phoenix marrow for you to eat." Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "It's all homely breakfast, what can't we eat now?" I just love the familiar old taste. ”

"The emperor is so right." Zhang Fu thanked him and sat down on the next Jindun, only to see more than a dozen kinds of breakfast on the table, such as small nest heads, donkey rolling, bean juice, enema, fried liver, and hemp tofu...... The food is very different from the food in Jinling, but Zhang Fu feels very cordial, because it is what he used to eat in Beijing when he was a child.

The emperor took the chopsticks, pointed to the early ones and said, "You taste, see if you can taste whose craftsmanship?" ”

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

"Hahaha, people say that the British are very shrewd, but this time you guessed wrong." Zhu Di smiled when he heard this: "Old man Lu is over sixty years old this year, and he can't move the spoon anymore, I gave him the honorary title of Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple last year and let him retire, and now his son has taken over." It's his son's craft! ”

"It's already real, no wonder Master Lu is relieved to let him take over. The father and son have served the emperor for two generations, which is also a good story. Zhang Fu saw that the emperor was in a good mood, and muttered secretly in his heart, just before coming in, Huang Wei also quietly told him that the emperor was in a bad mood, let him be careful. Although the emperor is moody, he won't become so fast, right?

"Don't put down the chopsticks, I went to Shanxi, 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, and picked up his rice bowl to use breakfast.

It is not the first time that Zhang Fu has eaten with the emperor, but it is impossible to eat with courage. He sat respectfully, carefully moving his chopsticks, and thinking quickly in his heart...... He knew the living habits of the emperor, for so many years, he had been eating on the fifth watch, and then he began to be busy for the day.

Or before, what was the reason why the emperor couldn't eat? Zhang Fu naturally thought of what Wang Xian said before leaving...... King Zhao has entered the palace!

It seems that King Zhao has confessed something to the emperor. After Zhang Fu secretly counted, he settled down and accompanied the emperor to breakfast. Seeing this, Zhang Fu hurriedly stood up to thank him, but was stopped by Zhu Di with a smile and said, "I have made old mistakes again in the past few days, and I don't eat much." You are different, your body and bones are good, but people who practice martial arts can't eat such a little! As he spoke, he got up and said, "This table is for you, and you can't waste it." Take your time, I'll go to see the recital first, and then I'll talk to me when I'm full. ”

Zhang Fu had no choice but to thank him, and after the emperor left, he sat down and ate a few bites. In fact, he was not hungry at all, but who in the Ming Dynasty dared to brush off the emperor's kindness? If you can't eat it, you have to stuff it hard. Zhang Fu knew that the emperor was selling it to himself, there was a way to eat people with a short mouth, and he used the imperial meal specially prepared by the emperor, what to say when he played it later, he also understood.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu admired Wang Xianlai more and more, a good 'but ask for a clear conscience, just leave a good room for the emperor', it is thanks to him that he can sit with peace of mind now, otherwise with a red charcoal-like piece in his arms, how can he still sit still? .

Although Zhu Di asked him to eat slowly, how dare Zhang Fu make the emperor wait for a long time? After moving a few more chopsticks, he rinsed his mouth and got up to thank him inside.

Zhu Di looked at the music there, obviously a little absent-minded, and when he saw him come in, he immediately asked him to sit down, and asked him if he had eaten.

Zhang Fu was moved: "What a virtue the minister is, the emperor undresses and pushes food, I really don't know how to repay the emperor." ”

"Wen Biyan is serious, you are my minister, in my eyes, it is much more important than those unsuccessful sons." When Zhu Di mentioned the 'son of the unsuccessful', he obviously couldn't suppress his anger, and snorted heavily: "Do you know who has been here?" ”

"I don't know what to do." Zhang Fu naturally would not show himself well-informed in front of the emperor.

"Zhu Gaosui, that rebel." The smile that Zhu Di pretended to put on finally disappeared, and said hatefully: "He came to confess to me that he had committed the crime of disobeying his ancestors!" ”

Zhang Fu was clearer now, and it was not good to put on a blank face, so it was obvious that he was pretending, so he had to say softly: "King Zhao has always been benevolent and filial, even if he did something wrong, there is a reason, right?" ”

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

"The minister still doesn't know what to do." Zhang Fu said softly.

How else to put it bluntly, speaking is an art? The word 'return' hinted at the progress of the case to Zhu Di. Sometimes being a courtier is like this, you can neither disobey the emperor's will, but also not be too incompetent, the proportionality here is the so-called 'way of serving the king', thinking of Wang Xian's young age, he can grasp it so wonderfully, Zhang Fu can't help but slander, could it be that this little guy is the reincarnation of an old monster?

Not to mention, although the British public guess is not right, it is not far away!

"Well, I'll be honest with you." Zhu Di said with a look of shame: "The ginkgo tree in front of the Xiaoling Palace is the one who secretly poured water and soaked it to death!" ”

"Ahh Zhang Fu immediately showed appropriate surprise and said, "What is it for?" ”

"For what?" Zhu Di said with a complicated expression: "This rebel's idea is ridiculous! You should know Lu Dao, a few days ago, some officials couldn't see the reunion of our father and son, so they had to force the King of Han to settle for the matter, right? ”

"Zhilu Dao......" Zhang Fu was secretly shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't imagine that the emperor had such an antipathetic attitude towards the matter of the Han Dynasty's accession to the domain. However, it is normal to think about it, because after the vassal king becomes a vassal, he can no longer return to Beijing, which is the ancestral system set by Emperor Taizu. Therefore, once father and son and brother are separated, they will never see each other again in this life. And it is precisely for this reason that the ministers have to ask the king of Han to become a vassal. As long as the king of Han is a vassal domain, he will never expect to see the emperor again. In that way, the crown prince's position will be stable, and there will be no dispute for the throne in the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Di can be ruthless to those brothers and nephews, but when it is his son's turn, he is reluctant.

The emperor is fifty-five years old this year, and in this era, he is an out-and-out old man. When people are old, they care about their families, not to mention his two favorite sons. When he thought that he would never see these two sons again, he was very embarrassed. Thinking of that again, the crown prince can sit back and relax, as he gets older day by day, it is likely that he will not take his father in his eyes.

Thinking of his coldness towards the prince in the past ten years, Zhu Di inevitably had doubts, and he didn't want to let his two sons go to the domain. However, Zhu Di couldn't refute those courtiers, because after all, they were for the safety of the Ming Dynasty, and in order to make the vassal kings of the world have nothing to say, they honestly squatted in their vassal kingdom. Therefore, although the emperor had the intention to reprimand the minister for being unreasonable, he really couldn't say it.

At this time, the Gongsun tree in front of the Xiaoling Hall died, and the King of Han was assassinated again, although it made the emperor angry, but he had to admit that it made the emperor more active......