Luoyang, Nangong, Yutang Front Hall.

He watched the ministers scattered in court, and stood up to send Emperor Dou to Yuntai Hall with a respectful ritual guard. The young emperor signaled that the ritual guards behind him would fall apart and return to the back hall alone.

He respectfully sent all officials down the stairs. Director of the Yutang Zhang Rang trotted all the way and went to the back hall to serve.

"Why is Your Majesty not happy?" Seeing that the young emperor was sitting silently, Zhang Rang served him carefully.

"The King of Ji was sent to the letter, and everyone obeyed. Yue Ji Yi led the charge and almost killed his son to thank the world." After a brief pause, the young emperor sighed, "Is he so scared when he heard of the King of Ji?"

Knowing the holy intentions, Zhang Rang's whole body trembled. Seeing that there was no one everywhere, he approached and whispered: "Your Majesty is worried, but the Yi ruler killed his relatives for the sake of justice, and he wanted to 'kill his son to thank the world'."

The young emperor nodded gently: "The Empress Dowager 'Flowing Fire from the Sky, Qilin sends her son', will see you this fall. The Bohai King is also known as the noble son, and he and a group of boys who chased ghosts were raised in Yongle Palace. If one day..." The young emperor took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes: "Where should I do?"

"Your Majesty was established by all the ministers and told them to the Taimiao. According to the ancestor's system, the father will die without a son before his brother can end up with his brother. Your Majesty is prosperous in spring and autumn. The so-called "The sun is green in the garden, and the dew is waiting for the sun to dry." When the Yuan Dynasty is established, the prince will be born after the New Year, and you will hold the throne firmly. There will be no worries about it." Zhang Rang advised.

"It's still ten years." The young emperor asked again: "If someone can't wait, what should he do?"

"The King of Ji is in the north, no one dares to rebel." Zhang Rang blurted out.

With a sigh, the young emperor asked again: "I, how should I deal with myself?"

"Be careful and use it when you are careful." Zhang Rang replied carefully.

"Zhang Changshi is really a good word." The young emperor nodded gently. Now he wrote down another one.

"Your Majesty praised you. The old slave is old and can guard Your Majesty to the Yuan Dynasty, even if he dies with his eyes closed." Zhang Rang bowed again.

"The Qian family in Jinshizi is the Yongle Hawk." The young emperor suddenly asked.

"This..." Zhang Rang knew it very well, but he never dared to say it: "I really don't know it, so I dare not speak nonsense."

"The last emperor sold official positions and titles. The convoy was entered into the West Garden. However, once he died, he had not yet been buried. It was rumored that the gold caves were sold with copper coins, and they were divided equally by the Queen Mother and Emperor Dong. There was such a matter." The young emperor asked again.

"The palace servants know this." Zhang Rang answered again. He was accused.

"Dong Taihuang also sold officials to ask for goods, and copper coins were accumulated throughout the Yongle palace. It was common sense to pay the right hand of the Ziqian family to pay loans and enthrone the king and give birth to the son's money."

"Your Majesty, Shengming." Thinking of the hidden money that Cheng Huang confiscated, Zhang Rang suddenly felt heartbroken.

"I don't seek wealth or wealth. I only care about the nobles of the royal family and the nobles, and they all bear huge debts. If I am controlled by Yongle, I am willing to be a disciple and jointly plan to make King Bohai the emperor. I will be in danger." The young emperor finally said what he was worried about.

"I thought I wouldn't think it would be like this." Zhang Rang hurriedly turned around in secret. However, his heart was like a mirror: "Zi Qian Ji Book" should be of great use! However, when Your Majesty was young, King Ji was at its peak. He could only endure it without repaying it. He just had to wait for Your Majesty to be more prosperous and then find an opportunity to tell him the details. Help Your Majesty, he made up his mind to eliminate the domineering four generals in one fell swoop. He could make a comeback and take over the power again. He regained the wealth and glory of the sky.

All the officials and titles of internal officials in all dynasties are like this.

The glorious Heavenly Han Dynasty was not a meritorious man, nor was it a king. It was a great achievement for Your Majesty to eliminate foreign relatives and the king of sects. It was a great achievement.

In any case, wealth and honor are in danger.

This is also the advancement that the eunuchs of the Yellow Sect dream of.

Shan Chao, Xu Huang, Ju Yuan, Zuo Wei and Tang Heng helped Emperor Huan kill the general Liang Ji, or the title of "Five Marquis". Wang Fu and Cao Jie killed the general Dou Wu, and had power over the government and the country. If he could eliminate the general He Jin, the cavalry general Dong Chong, and the cavalry general He Miao, he would return to the power of the Shao Emperor. Together with Zhao Zhong, Song Dian and Bi Lan, he would be called "Four Marquis"?

At that time, the general of the auxiliary Han Dynasty, Liu Bei, King Ji, had to be eliminated.

It is just because the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the things hurt their species. All four generals, three of them died, how can King Ji be alone to protect himself?

Everything needs to be waited for the young emperor's first submission.

"In just ten years, I can wait..." Zhang Rang suddenly felt dizzy when he was about to leave the front hall of the Yutang. His eyes turned dark and he didn't know the situation.

When I woke up slowly, I was already in the Jade Hall office of the side palace.

The person who took his pulse in front of the bed was his adopted son Zhang Feng.

"My son... son, why is it here?" Zhang Rang suddenly felt his cheeks twitching and even speechless.

"Don't move, my father." Zhang Feng was ordered by the Imperial Physician and would not harm him.

After a while, after the diagnosis, Zhang Feng said worriedly: "My father is a disease of stroke. It is better to rest and don't work hard."

"Is it similar to... Cao (Journal)!" Zhang Rangqiang asked.

"That's right." Zhang Fengyan said: "It is rumored that the Shangshu Ling must take the 'remaining pills' prepared by Doctor Ji Guohua to survive."

"This medicine... is not difficult to get it for your father." Zhang Rang comforted his adopted son: "My son...she... doesn't need to worry about it."

However, the doctor is the parents' heart. What's more, the person who suffers from this disease is the adoptive father. The imperial physician ordered Zhang Fengyan to say: "My father should be cautious in his future. He should follow the situation and be at peace without force. Do not take his anger and let the wind evil recur. It is too late to save it."

"My son's doctor's advice, my father remembers his heart and will never forget it for a moment." After his mood calmed down, Zhang Rang's eyes were kind and vibrant: "However, if life should be like this, I will not blame others. I think I saw the rest of my life, and entered the Yellow Gate. I grew up in the second palace and experienced several emperors. I have been ups and downs in half my life, and I have a dilemma of life and death. If I pass away at this time, I will have no worries. I just wish I could not protect my son's completeness."

"Father..." Zhang Feng couldn't help but shed tears. Nowadays, others regard his father as a beast, and he is afraid of being unable to avoid it. Only he knows that he has been kind since childhood and has been treated well. His father is kind and filial to his son.

"These two words come out of my son's mouth. My father felt the joy of family life." Zhang Rang smiled and said, "Let's go back. I'm afraid I'll get gossip."

"Take care." Zhang Feng bowed out again. The Imperial Physician ordered him to be on duty and treated the Tian family and important officials. How could he leave easily?

After a moment, Zhao Zhong, the Director of the Huangmen, came to hear the news.

Seeing that Zhang Rang's eyes were closed, he didn't know how to live or die. Zhao Zhong's mood could be imagined: "Shi Zhang Chang?"

"At." Zhang Rang opened his eyes gently.

"Who is so fierce?" Zhao Zhong asked hurriedly.

"My son said, he was exhausted and became ill after overwork. He just needed to rest and he would be cured without medicine within three days." Zhang Rang said with a smile.

"I'm sorry to see you!" Zhao Zhong felt a breath of turbid air. His whole body became soft and he was leaning against the couch as if there was no one around. He was still leaning against the couch. It was too late to go along the way.

Zhang Rang possessed himself and asked with a smile: "Shi Shi Zhao, why did he lose his etiquette?"

"You and I share our weal and woe, and we are together. We prosper and both prosper and lose both. If you can't live for a long time, I will inevitably die early." Zhao Zhong smiled bitterly: "Whether it is life or death, there is no need to worry about life or death."

"Shi Shi Zhao, what he said is very true." Zhang Rang's eyes flashed and saw a fierce look: "If the things behind him are not complete, how dare you and I die easily?"

"Those who know me are Zhang Changshi." Zhao Zhong bowed down.

Zhang Rang accepted it calmly: "I know I am fine, so come back quickly."

"Okay." Zhao Zhong left the guard without authorization and had to return early.

Seeing Zhao Zhong leave the side hall, Zhang Rang lies in a depressed bed, trembling all over and unable to control himself.
Chapter completed!