"There is a high-ranking official named Wang in the imperial court." "Yes, there are, but they are all descendants of wealthy families from the south. They are not from the same ancestor as Wang in the capital. Why are you asking about this?" "It's just boredom." Chen Guanlou said casually and confused the matter. "Was there a wealthy family named Wang in the capital before? For example, thirty-five years ago?" Lu Datou was a little confused, "Thirty-five years ago, I was a child. How would I know? There shouldn't be one. If there really is a big family named Wang in the capital, I must have heard of it." Chen Guanlou nodded clearly. This matter is not urgent, he can inquire slowly. He looked in the direction of the palace, wondering how long the old emperor would go crazy. Not a single man in the court dared to raise his arms and shout, "Qing Jun, follow Huo Guang's example and abolish the establishment." In the final analysis, it is still because there is no military power. … Tai Chi Palace.
Outside the palace gate, the bodies have been removed and the blood stains on the ground have been cleaned. Maybe the little yellow men were too nervous when doing things, and they didn't notice the dark red traces on the corner. They might have lost their heads afterwards. The courtiers still knelt outside the palace gate, with extra cushions on which they could sit or lie down. Some courtiers were so exhausted that they simply lay down on mats, curled up in the cold wind of early spring, relying only on a thin quilt to protect them from the cold wind. The old emperor showed mercy and provided mats and bedding for the courtiers. The imperial doctor was waiting aside to provide treatment for the sick courtiers at any time. Some of the cushions were empty, not because they were cold-blooded, but because they fell ill and were moved to the side hall to recuperate. They will continue to fight when their bodies get better. In the Tai Chi Palace, the old emperor was sitting on a soft cushion, meditating and seeking immortality. He looked very peaceful and did not seem to be affected at all. Qiu Defu learned the latest news from Xiaohuangmen, his brows instantly wrinkled, and he waved his hand to signal Xiaohuangmen to retreat. He quietly came to the old emperor's side, bent down, and said softly, "His Royal Highness still hasn't eaten or drank today." "What does he want to do?" The originally calm old emperor suddenly exploded, as angry as a trapped animal. "Does he want to force me, or does he want to frame me and frame me? Does he want the world to see the joke of royal family ties?" The old emperor was so angry that he could no longer meditate. He stood up and walked around the hall angrily. At this time, if he doesn't like anyone, he will die. Therefore, in the main hall, except Qiu Defu, all the maids and eunuchs, including the Taoist priests, knelt on the ground and trembled. Everyone was frightened and couldn't show it yet. Any shaking of the body would attract the attention of the furious old emperor, which meant that he would be the next to die. No one wants to die. Everyone is trying their best to protect themselves. "What is his purpose for doing this? I didn't force him to go on a hunger strike. Who is he doing it for? To demonstrate?" The old emperor was furious. The courtiers outside the palace gate all pricked up their ears. The prince has been on hunger strike for three days. The game between father and son has reached a critical moment.
When the old emperor vented his anger until the intermission, Qiu Defu said again: "I am going to the East Palace, Your Highness the Crown Prince has asked you to depose the Crown Prince!" "What did you say? What nonsense are you talking about?" The old emperor seemed shocked, never expecting that things would develop in a ridiculous direction. Qiu Defu handed over the memorial with both hands, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that his moral character is lacking. I cannot be friendly to my brothers, and my superiors cannot share your Majesty's worries. I often anger Your Majesty, which is really unfilial. I am unfilial, unfraternal, unkind and unjust, and I am not worthy to continue to serve. The Crown Prince of the East Palace. Therefore, I invite you to depose the Crown Prince." "Absurd! How ridiculous! Does he think that I want to depose him? I have never thought of it that way. I have never thought of deposing the prince. He completely misunderstood all my hard work!" The old emperor touched his face with his hands, seemingly in great pain. As an old father, he felt the pain of not being understood by his children. Qiu Defu's face was expressionless, and he kept bending down and handing over the memorial with both hands. This position is uncomfortable, but he can remain still for several hours. This is the skill of being a general manager. Without this skill, one would not be qualified to serve the old emperor. "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous! Do I seem to be forcing him? Have I ever thought about deposing the prince? Why do the courtiers not understand me and misunderstand me? Now even the prince misunderstands me. The prince is a fake, how can I depose him? . What's more, he didn't make a big mistake, but it's still forgivable!" "Since Your Majesty has no intention of deposing the crown prince, why did you send troops to the capital and why did you besiege the East Palace?" Finally, a courtier who was not afraid of death stood up outside the palace gate and asked angrily. "Presumptuous, presumptuous!" the old emperor was furious, "Who is slandering me? Catch them all. No one can be spared." "Even if Your Majesty cuts off my head, I still have to ask, what is Your Majesty's intention? Why did Your Majesty rebel?" "Rebellion, rebellion, everything is rebelled against!" The old emperor pulled out the sharp sword on the wall and pretended to rush out and kill him on the spot. When Qiu Defu saw this, he didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Your Majesty, you can't do it! You absolutely can't do it! The courtiers are just using their words. If your Majesty really kills his ministers with a sword, he will definitely be angered by everyone in the world. If you scold me, it will be recorded in history books and scolded by future generations!" "Who dares to record it!" "As a historian, I should record every word and deed of His Majesty." "Cut it, chop it, chop it all." The old emperor seemed crazy and his behavior was extremely crazy. Qiu Defu hugged the old emperor's legs tightly, trying to stop him, and ordered the eunuch, "Go and invite the two prime ministers. Go! Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, don't be impulsive!" "You old waste, get out of the way quickly. I'm going to chop off the traitors. You dare to slander me. This is disrespectful. You all deserve to die." While they were arguing, the two sick prime ministers hurried over. The two were recuperating in the side hall. When they learned that the prince had asked to abolish the status of the prince of the East Palace, they were all shocked and couldn't believe it. Then they learned that the old emperor flatly denied that he had any intention to abolish the prince, saying that the prince misunderstood him, which made him even more surprised and couldn't help but sigh: There are such shameless people in the world. The old emperor made so much noise, just to abolish the prince. Now he said that he didn't mean to do so, which was simply nonsense and made fun of everyone as fools. No wonder the ministers kneeling outside the palace gate couldn't help but jump out and curse. The king of a country, but he said one thing and meant another, talked nonsense all day long, and was so hypocritical that it was disgusting. This was the misfortune of the Dagan Dynasty and the nightmare of the people of the world. "Your Majesty, what are you doing? Put down your sword quickly. If you get hurt, there will be another turmoil." It was still the left prime minister Li Liangcheng who was capable. He spoke in a tone of teaching a younger generation, but the old emperor couldn't get angry.