In the morning light, as soon as the thick palace gate of the Forbidden City opened, you can see the snowy world outside the red walls.

Zhu Youxiao came out of Huipin's room, gave a few instructions and then got on the dragon chariot. After rubbing his hands, he put them in the Ming Dynasty version of the warm baby. His nose kept coming out of white breath, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was sleeping but not in the sleeping room, but his thoughts had already shifted to the government unconsciously.

The censor Du Yihong was a student of Zhou Daodeng, a Grand Secretary of Wenhua Hall, but he was a fellow villager and a provincial examination in the same year as Zhou Yanru, a Grand Secretary of Dongge. He was also a relative of Cui Chengxiu, the Minister of Personnel. The relationship between China was very complicated. After learning about it, Zhu Youxiao did not immediately order the Dongchang to arrest this person, but was still as usual.

This day happened to be the day of great upsurge. The court officials all came to the court room of the Ganqing Palace early to wait. After the cabinet assistant Qian Qianyi lost his descendants, he became more and more innocent. He would wear a string of Buddhist beads and recite a few scriptures at any time, saying that he would pray for the emperor and the Ming Dynasty.

Lu Xiang, the Grand Secretary of Wuying Palace, was promoted to the commander of Liaodong, but was not in the capital. Xu Guangqi, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, was a very technical housekeeper. He would not come until the end of the year and was devoted to his research on his projects at the Royal Academy of Sciences. Therefore, being able to live under Qian Qianyi was Li Mingrui, an intermediate hall minister who had just returned from his southern tour. Li Mingrui is now a saint-family clan, and his popularity and status are no less than Qian Qianyi, and even better than Qian Qian in the eyes of the civil service group.

After all, Qian Qianyi has become infamous with scholars since burning Donglin Academy. Although Li Mingrui also did a lot of things that harmed Confucian and civil officials during his southern tour with Zhu Youxiao, compared to the rebellious ministers like Qian Qianyi, he was a witch, and civil officials hated Qian Qianyi even more.

Li Mingrui sat on the chair of the Grand Master and said nothing. This was the first time he went to court since he returned to Beijing. The court officials who came to approach him one after another, but he just smiled. When Yu Guang glanced at Qian Qianyi, the cabinet assistant under his jaw, he happened to hear Zhou Yanru whisper from the side: "What is the difference between letting a eunuch be a civil servant and a hen Sichen? Why don't Li Gong replace him?"

Although this sentence is extremely low in decibels, it exploded in Li Mingrui's ears like thunder. Li Mingrui suddenly stood up and looked at Gu Jing Wubo, as if nothing had happened. Zhou Yanru, who was in close communication with the right minister of the Ministry of Justice, was about to walk up and whisper a few words of alertness, but heard the eunuch's voice coming from the front: "The time is here!"

Li Mingrui had no choice but to give up and went to the main hall with other court officials.

Zhu Youxiao’s biggest headache was to deal with the civil and military ministers who had their own thoughts in the court. Many times, the ministers were not really the same as their own. They had their own selfish intentions and their own factions. Although they eradicated the Donglin Party and established the Royalist Party, several mountains emerged under the Royalist Party, which was a large group.

If it weren't for Du Yihong's memorial, I wouldn't have known that the water in the court was so deep. With my current voice, I could easily let Du Yihong and other behind-the-scenes envoys suffer a catastrophe and the disasters of the nine clans, and shock those selfish ministers who used the excuse to invite their names.

But I may fall into the trap of some civil servant factions and become their tool to use to combat political enemies.

These officials from Jinshi are very good at engaging in political struggles, especially those who are promoted by themselves. Compared with the Donglin Party, they are not good people, and they are even more cunning and treacherous than the Donglin Party. Since they can do practical things well, their level of struggle is naturally not low.

With a red robe and a crane and a pheasant embroidered on his chest, this is the bureaucrats he is now in control. They look like grand appearances, temperaments are as loyal and reliable as they are. However, they have their own thoughts, their eyes are like eagles and falcons, and their ears are as clear as water, which can move with the wind.

"Who is Du Yihong?" Zhu Youxiao asked, and stood out in the back row and looked honest and honest, flat and dark as coal, but only five feet tall: "When you go back to your Majesty, I am Du Yihong."

The sound was like a bell, full of energy, and he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not afraid of the anger in Zhu Youxiao's eyes.

Zhu Youxiao was quite restrained and calmly took out his memorial, unfolded it and looked at it a few words, and asked, "I'll ask you, can you prepare a coffin for yourself?"

Coffin? Zhu Youxiao's words really made the ignorant ministers confused, but there were also quick-responsive ministers guessed the implication of Your Majesty. During the Jiajing period of the State Dynasty, Hai Rui advised the emperor and brought his own coffin to be a legend. Now the meaning of Your Majesty's question is very obvious. The censor in front of him did the same thing, which was to insult the king and father!

Du Yihong naturally understood what Zhu Youxiao meant, and had a very righteous demeanor. He bowed to Zhu Youxiao and said, "Report to your Majesty, I have never prepared a coffin. I am a person with little virtue and a low blessing. Even if I have a coffin, I will not be able to reach the Western Paradise."

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but sneer and said, "You are known for yourself. I'll ask you, your words are as lustful as I am. If you go to Jiangnan, you will either be nostalgic for the Qinhuai Songmao or meet the daughter of a good family in private, but it is true."

"Your Majesty knows that in the court, the ministers dare not speak of the faults of the king and father." What Du Yihong said was a sensible statement. He neither clearly stated that these are true nor denies this. However, the meaning is whether it is true. Your Majesty, you know clearly.

"You!" Zhu Youxiao was a little furious, thinking that Du Yihong was very good at answering. After a robbery, he choked him speechlessly, while the other ministers were silent and could not express their opinions, because Du Yihong's answer did not give them a chance to express their opinions at all.

"Du Yihong, do you know who you are talking to? I went to the south to worship Xiaoling Mausoleum, but you said it was a journey to find the sacred beauty and disturbed the people. Who did you hear this? I will answer truthfully!"

Zhu Youxiao suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly again.

Du Yihong also had a serious expression. He naturally knew how the current emperor was a tough person, and what would happen if he disobeyed Long Yan. However, he still chose to speak out that he would offend the king. He wanted the tyrant king who slaughtered Confucius and trampled on Confucianism to realize the strong and unyielding literati, and at least let the future crown prince see how His Majesty treats loyal and wise ministers today, and how should he make up for this mistake."

"When you go back to Your Majesty, I have not been instructed by anyone. Your Majesty wants to force me to tell you the behind-the-scenes commander. There is only one behind-the-scenes commander!" Du Yihong replied.
Chapter completed!