Zhu Xu looked at him, sipped a cup of tea, and said lightly: "Mr. Zhang, are all teas from the Ministry of War? Go to my place in a few days. I will give you a few pounds of tribute tea that the Queen gave you."

Zhang Heming had already guessed Zhu Xu's purpose, and listened to him and frowned slightly.

But after all, he is an old fried dough stick who has been through the officialdom for a long time. He looked up at Zhu Xu and said, "Thank you, your highness, I am honest. Such tea is just right. Cherry tea should be used by the emperor."

Zhu Xu raised his eyebrows, was he openly provoking me?

He looked up at Zhang Heming, his mouth raised, with a faint smile.

Zhang Heming had a certain idea in his mind. Whether His Highness Hui was sent by the Empress or not, leading troops into the Ministry of War is a major 'proof', and even the draft in his heart has been written.

It was very strange in the lobby. Zhu Xu smiled and didn't say anything. Zhang Heming was sure to win, and no one spoke. The quiet needle could be heard.

At this moment, behind the lobby, a middle-aged man with a gentle expression, wearing a green robe, quietly walked over, sat down silently and turned his ears to the wall, listening quietly.

After a long time, Zhang Heming was old and couldn't support him. He looked up at Zhu Xu, with a trace of impatientness on his face, and said, "I wonder what instructions my Ministry of War will give you?"

Zhu Xu picked up the teacup again and smiled lightly, "I want to change the tea for the adults."

Zhang Heming looked at Zhu Xu who was calm and composed, and suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart, but no matter what, he was in his hands, and he was not afraid of Zhu Xu. He said with a tough face: "I won't bother His Highness Hui about the affairs of the Ministry of War."

"Your Highness, the man has been found."

As soon as Zhang Heming finished speaking, a large inner guard rushed to report. Then, a row of large inner guards walked in with Zhang Guoji.

When Zhang Guoji saw that the young Prince Hui was sitting in the lobby, he was shocked and hurried over and said, "Prince Hui..."

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed and had nothing to do with anything, Zhu Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Master, I have something to talk about with Shangshu Zhang."

Zhang Guoji looked at Zhu Xu in a daze. The Empress submitted to His Highness Hui in his ear more than once, and was extremely intelligent. Did he get the permission of the Queen this time?

If the excuse of being caught by foreign ministers such as foreign relatives interfering in politics or the vassal kings abusing power, it would be a reproach.

He opened his mouth to say something, but saw Zhu Xu standing up and looking at Zhang Heming, and said with a sense of majesty in his indifference: "Shangshu Zhang, do you know what the crime is to privately detain the Duke of the current dynasty and plot against him?"

Zhang Heming was sure of victory, glanced at Zhang Guoji, and said indifferently: "His Highness Hui was wrong. Duke Zhang was just a servant who arrested him by mistake. I am preparing to send Duke back in person."

Zhu Xu hated this kind of self-proclaimed old bureaucrat the most. He smiled indifferently and said, "Since Lord Zhang said that, I believe it. However, it is like a rebellion to detain the Duke of the current dynasty, and it is not enough to just believe it."

Zhang Heming looked up at Zhu Xu, and was about to refute, Zhu Xu suddenly shouted at the big eunuch not far behind him: "Come, follow my order to inform the other five ministers, the left and right censors of the Censorate, the Minister of the Dali Temple, the Tongzheng Envoy, and the Cabinet. Just say, Zhang Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and a group of people from the Censorate, privately detained the Empress's biological father, Duke Zhang, and wanted to falsely accuse the Empress, shake the central palace, and rebel. Let them come to the lobby of the Ministry of War to meet the King and deal with it together."

As soon as Zhu Xu finished speaking, Zhang Heming suddenly became angry and pointed at Zhu Xu and said angrily, "Your Highness Hui, you are falsely accusing the important officials of the current dynasty. Are you not afraid that the official will sue you in front of the emperor?"

Zhu Xu stretched out his hand, took the herbal note drafted by the Censorate from Cao Wenzhao, handed it to Zhang Heming, and said, "Mr. Zhang, do you want to take a look?"

Zhang Heming reached out and sneered, "Your Highness Hui, I will never stop doing what you do today, and I will definitely study your book to the emperor in court."

"Master Zhang might as well take a look first." Zhu Xu put his hands behind his back, his expression getting colder and colder.

Zhang Heming looked at Zhu Xu, opened the clone and glanced at it, and his face changed slightly.

This is a memorandum drafted by the Censorate. The most important thing is that under the memorandum, there is a list of everyone who is preparing for joint impeachment this time!

Zhu Xu looked at Zhang Heming's changing expression and sneered, "Mr. Zhang, now you still say, you didn't plan it?"

Zhang Heming's face twitched slightly, and he hated the people in the Censorate to death. He was so inappropriate that he was able to catch the problem.

However, in his opinion, the vassal king was even more guilty of leading troops to the Ministry of War. He looked at Zhu Xu and sneered: "Your Highness Hui, I will not recognize anything you found. If you trespass the Ministry of War today, you must explain it clearly in front of the emperor."

Zhu Xu looked at Zhang Heming who was unreasonable and refused to admit his conspiracy, and finally knew in his heart that there would be something inexplicable like a court stick in the court.

You can't fight without fighting!

But Zhu Xu didn't have the intention to get entangled with him. He took a step back and sat on the chair, waiting to notify those people of their reply.

Seeing that Zhu Xu was not chasing him, Zhang Heming felt a little calm and was thinking about how to erase the influence of this memorial and continue their plan.

"grown ups."

Behind the lobby, a middle-aged man in a fifth-rank official uniform walked to Sun Chengzong with tea and whispered.

Sun Chengzong took the teacup slightly, sat on the chair, whispering tea, and pricked his ears and listened to the outside.

In the lobby, everyone had their own thoughts and no one spoke. However, the middle-aged man behind the lobby looked at Sun Chengzong and lowered his voice: "Sir, how should this matter end?"

Sun Chengzong was one of the representatives of the Donglin Party, and he shook his head slightly.

The middle-aged man understood that they just knew about this and did not participate. Now that His Highness Hui seized the handle, they could not come forward again.

After a long time, the guards sent out came to report.

"Report to Your Highness, the Ministry of Personnel replied that they have no right to deal with it, and the Ministry of Justice should deal with it."

"Report to Your Highness, the Ministry of Justice replied that this matter should be handed over to Dali Temple for trial."

"Report to Your Highness, Dali Temple replied that this matter should be judged by Your Majesty and handed over to the Three Divisions for trial."

"Report to Your Highness, the cabinet will reply, and there will be a decision on the court."

"Report to Your Highness, the Ministry of Rites replied..."

Zhu Xu listened to the uninterrupted reward and his expression remained unchanged. In fact, he had expected that as long as he was a little smarter, he would not get involved at this time, and he showed their ability to shirk responsibility to the fullest.

However, Zhu Xu would not let them shirk it so easily. Looking at Zhang Heming, he smiled and said, "What else does Lord Zhang say?"
Chapter completed!