After rebirth, I kidnapped the future powerful official

Chapter 411 [Continued] Mid-Autumn Rituals

It doesn't matter if he slows down, the censor who attended him saw that Emperor Yongtai hadn't moved, and wrote three more memorials in a row. His words became more and more fierce and sharp. The three memorials were suppressed again.

On the third day, the censor did not move, and when the court meeting was almost over, Emperor Yongtai looked at the officials below and said casually: "Do you have other things to say?"

A person came out, knelt down on the ground, and said: "I have a book to play."

Seeing that person, the prince's eyelids jumped suddenly, and for some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling, that person was none other than the censor who had been suppressed four memorials by him before.

Seeing that the censor was going to play, not only the crown prince, but even Emperor Yongtai and the ministers' eyelids jumped. Only Cui Yunhao lowered his eyes. After a while, Emperor Yongtai's slightly old voice came: "Ready to play."

The censor said loudly: "The matters that I want to report are all in this memorial, please look over it, Your Majesty."

Immediately, a eunuch came over, picked up the memorial, and presented it respectfully to Emperor Yongtai. Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the memorial, observing the expression of Emperor Yongtai.

So they also saw clearly that Emperor Yongtai's eyes suddenly opened, and the expression on his face flashed through shock, disbelief, anger, and finally turned into calm, if one ignores the fingers tightly holding the memorial.

"Prince," Emperor Yongtai said in a surprisingly gentle voice, "You also have to read this memorial, it's just about you."

Hearing this, the prince's eyelids suddenly jumped up wildly, he felt his throat a little dry, and he began to ponder sharply in his mind, whether there was anything important in the four memorials he had read a few days ago that he had overlooked.

No, absolutely not, those are all insults to him, every word is like a needle, saying that he made friends with courtiers in private, intends to form a party, it is all empty words, he does not know how many such memorials he has read, he has been in politics for so many years, he already knew , these censors have only one mouth all over their bodies, and they yelled when they are free. In fact, there are not many evidences that can really be produced.

But the more this is the case, the more strange the expression of Emperor Yongtai was just now. The prince was in a state of turmoil, and he took the memorial with great anxiety. What he saw was: "...In the spring and February of the 28th year of Yongtai, Cenzhou added... Tea tax, a total of 80 taels of tax silver was obtained that year... In the summer and May of the 7000th year of Yongtai, the crown prince had a banquet with Peng Zijian, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Yu Yibo, the right servant of the household department, and Zhai Yiliang, the governor... Mid-Autumn Festival of the 29th year of Yongtai, the prince's banquet Right Inspector Yushi Zhu Hui, Chief Inspector Zhai Yiliang, Dongcheng Army Commander Wei Zheng...In the winter and November of the 29th year of Yongtai, Yu Jinrong, Minister of the Banquet and Cabinet Member, and Liu Yuxing, former Chief Assistant of the Cabinet..."

This memorial is recorded in too much detail, the more the crown prince looked at it, the more frightened he became, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became paler. Only then did he realize how stupid and unscrupulous he was in the past, and how many handles he had left .

What the hell has he been doing all these years?
"If you intend to be cronies, your heart can be punished" The eight words are not big, but like an awl, they suddenly pierced into the eyes of the prince, and his fingers holding the memorial trembled.

The censor was still loudly telling Emperor Yongtai that his first four memorials were all lost, and he had no choice but to play it in court today, asking the emperor to forgive him and so on.

"There are four more memorials?" Emperor Yongtai said seriously: "Why didn't I see any of them? Prince."

Suddenly being called, the prince raised his head subconsciously, and met Emperor Yongtai's sharp eyes. The cold sweat suddenly slipped from his forehead, and he opened his mouth and said, "My son, my minister is here."

Emperor Yongtai looked at him coldly, and said: "Recently, I have been unwell and asked you to sort out the memorials. Where did you organize Chen Yushi's memorials?"

The prince said dryly: "My son, my son..."

Deep disappointment flashed in Emperor Yongtai's eyes, he stood up and said, "Retire."

At that moment, the prince's face turned gray inch by inch, and he thought, it's over, all the hard work during this period has been in vain, and all previous efforts have been wasted.

He knew what kind of person his father was, just as Emperor Yongtai knew him.

A few days later, on the fifteenth day of the eighth month, King Yong returned to Beijing. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival. A Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was held in the palace. , loudly said: "Report to the emperor, King Yong is asking to see him outside the palace."

Emperor Yongtai's eyes lit up suddenly, he put down the cup in his hand, and said, "Okay, let him in quickly."

"Yes."

The face of the prince on the side slowly sank, he raised his neck, and drank a full glass of wine before he was reprimanded. The spring breeze of the previous period was swept away, leaving only the coldness and depression.

Emperor Yongtai is not a master who is easy to please. Once he dislikes him, it will be very difficult to turn over. The prince understands this very well.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the main hall, with shoulders as straight as a green pine, and all the courtiers put down their wine glasses in unison and stood up.

Cui Yunhao stood behind the table and watched King Yong walk towards Emperor Yongtai step by step, then bent down and knelt down, kowtowed and said: "I kowtow to my father, long live my father, long live my father."

Emperor Yongtai laughed loudly, got up from his seat himself, came down to help King Yong, and said: "Okay, okay! Just come back!"

King Yong was flattered, because he had been on the road for several days, the dust on his body had not been completely washed away, his face looked a little tired, but his eyes were bright, he said respectfully: "I came back in a hurry, I only prepared a small gift, and I would like to congratulate my father on the Mid-Autumn Festival. "

As he spoke, he took out a roll of paper from his bosom. The paper looked a little old, as if it had been flipped over and over again, but King Yong's expression looked very cautious. He held up the roll of paper, Bow down and present it to Emperor Yongtai.

This caught the attention of all the courtiers present, they all showed full curiosity about that piece of paper, and they wondered what kind of Mid-Autumn gift King Yong could give the emperor when he came back from the barren land at the border.

Emperor Yongtai took the roll of paper and slowly opened it. His expression was first startled, then surprised. He glanced at King Yong and said, "This is... a map?"

King Yong respectfully replied: "Reporting to my father, this is the map. When the minister was digging the river, I sent a team of soldiers to carefully sneak into the depths of the enemy's grassland and map out the terrain. Only then did I have this map." , in the future, when our soldiers and horses grow stronger and we send our troops to the north, we will definitely be able to crush the royal court of the enemy, and we will have the revenge of the past!"

His voice was powerful and firm, and Emperor Yongtai's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said loudly: "Good! Good!"

His expression was both surprised and happy, and he kept saying hello, as if he really saw the soldiers and horses who will fight in the future, smashing through the royal court of the enemy all the way, and achieving the prosperity and dominance of Daqian!

Emperor Yongtai patted King Yong's shoulder vigorously while praising him. In a place where no one saw, the prince's face was as cold as a thick layer of frost. He glanced at King Yong and King Yong with cold eyes. Emperor Yongtai, then slowly lowered his eyes, staring at the empty cup in front of him, as if distracted.

And over there, King Yong was sitting at the head of Emperor Yongtai, talking about the affairs at the border. The atmosphere between the father and son was happy and harmonious. Compared with the prince who was left out next to him, one couldn't help but feel pity.

(End of this chapter)