Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 294 Sitting on the sidelines

After Wang Anmin's death, the people in the Censor Terrace were angry for a while. Although this incident was suppressed by the emperor of Chengde, everything could not be blocked, so when the Prince Qi's mansion sent the charges of those princes to several censors At the time, they were all furious.

These people are all loyal members of the King Qi family. If the prince ascends the throne, they will not benefit. After getting these "criminal evidence", they began to write hard, and it didn't take long to concoct seven or eight letters of blood and tears. The book was down to the desk of the censor doctor Yan Ke.

  Old Yan Kui is already in his sixtieth year and is about to retire and return to his hometown. He didn't want to meddle in his own business, but he couldn't help frowning when he saw the memorial books handed over by these descendants.

   "You guys... just think about it."

These censors bowed their hands to Yan Ke: "Old Yan, I am waiting for the content of the book, and you have seen it. It can be said that there are blood and tears in every word. His Royal Highness has only been cultivating morality for many years, and he has committed many crimes for ten years. Just because of the Qin palace alone, there are more than ten people killed, and there are countless women who have been forcibly robbed.

   Yan Yan sighed: "I'm afraid that these things can't be sent to His Majesty, and they will still be sent to the East Palace. At that time, my Censor Desk will follow you to disaster again."

   "My censors, why have you ever been afraid of disasters?"

   These censors were indignant: "If you don't say anything, what else do you say?"

  Old Yan Kui got up helplessly, shook his head and said, "Forget it, you can say whatever you like. The old man is going to file a book and beg the bones to return home. I will not be involved in the affairs of the capital."

   said, he also took out a memorial from his sleeve and put it together with the memorials for impeaching the prince.

   Although he is a doctor of the censorship, he has the power to review the censor's report on the censorship desk, but he has no power to stop it directly.

  In this way, seven or eight censors' memorials, together with Yan's resignation, were sent to the East Palace.

   His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's face flushed with anger.

Although he has been rambunctious in recent years, he still pays attention to his sense of proportion. Generally, the targets of his attacks are only ordinary people, and he dare not attack officials or noble families. In recent years, His Royal Highness has also restrained a lot. At a critical time, it was turned over and brought up again.

   But he still has nothing to say.

  Because these things are indeed what he has done.

   His Highness the Crown Prince's face was flushed, and after a long time, he said a word to several prime ministers.

   "These... these people are all people with ulterior motives!"

Zhang Qu and others have often been serving as directors in the East Palace recently. Naturally, they have also seen these letters. The Zuo Pushe of the Shangshutai continued to read them until they saw the last letter, and found that the censor was written on it. The name of the doctor, Yan Kui, could not help frowning.

   After opening it, Zhang Qu actually breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at His Royal Highness, and said slowly, "His Royal Highness, Censor Yan Yan, has written to resign."

  His Royal Highness Prince's face was still not very good-looking, and he said without hesitation: "That's right, this old guy can't even look down on his own subordinates, what's the use of him!"

   Zhang Qu sighed: "His Royal Highness, who should be in charge of the censor's desk after Yan Shi's appointment?"

   At times like this, under normal circumstances, it is natural for His Royal Highness to send his confidants to the top, so as to gradually control the core power, but unfortunately, no one under this Prince’s Highness is qualified.

To be an official, you must have enough qualifications to do it. The position of the doctor of the censorship is respected, and it is a high-ranking second-rank. If you want to achieve that position, you must at least start from the second-rank, or be a censor who is originally a censor. Only Shi Zhongcheng is qualified.

   His Royal Highness Prince did not have such a high-ranking court man.

   The Crown Prince's face was ugly, so he could only bow his head and say, "Let the Censor Zhongcheng make up for it."

  Zhang Qu nodded slowly, and then continued: "Then these playbooks..."

   His Royal Highness's fat face trembled, but in the end he managed to hold back the anger in his heart, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't let it go."

   If you don't post it, you won't deal with it. You pretend you didn't see it. After the last lesson, His Royal Highness has learned well. He knows that he can't force it with the Censor Desk for the time being, so he's ready to endure it for the time being.

   Zhang Qu nodded with some relief: "Then do according to His Highness's wishes."

At this time, Huan Chu, who was on the side, also finished reading the memorials from the Censor Terrace. This Xiangxiang Huan was going to be much more irritable. He stood up and looked at His Royal Highness: "Old minister, may I ask your Highness, what is the difference between these memorials? Is it true or not, if it is not true, these censors are slandering the prince, please bring them into Dali Temple immediately!"

  Huan Chu has no selfishness.

   He had previously asked the emperor of Chengde to seal the other three princes into vassals, which seemed like a party in the East Palace, but now he directly confronted the prince in person.

   Faced with Xiang Xiang's question, His Royal Highness said hesitantly: "Gu... At that time, I was young and ignorant..."

   This kind of thing has no room for denial. It can be found out after a check, and His Royal Highness simply recognizes it.

  Huan Chu snorted angrily, stood up directly, and left the East Palace with his hands behind his back.

   Seeing him being so rude, His Royal Highness also secretly resented and took this old man in his heart.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Qu was much more calm, he stood up and cupped his hands to His Royal Highness: "His Royal Highness, this matter will not be published for the time being, but if what is said in these memorials is true, then Your Highness should make amends immediately."

   His Highness the Crown Prince's face was a little red, and he squeezed a smile on his fat face: "Please advise Zhang Xiang."

   "The compensation that should be compensated, the comfort that should be appeased, try to find the sufferers and compensate them."

   Zhang Qu sighed: "Your Highness also knows that those censors have ulterior motives. Since they have caught His Highness's tail, writing the letter is only their first step, and it is unlikely that they will rest there."

   His Royal Highness nodded repeatedly: "What Zhang Xiang said is that if you are alone, let someone go... to compensate them."

  Zhang Qu stood up, looked at the prince and wanted to say something, but finally shook his head and lowered his head: "Your Highness, the old minister has also left."

  The prince got up and returned the ceremony with a little guilty conscience.

   "Zhang Xiang walks slowly..."

After Zhang Qu left the East Palace, Huan Chu did not go far, Zhang Xiang quickened his pace, and after a short while, Huan Chu caught up. I really don't know how to get to where I am today because of my irritable temperament."

  Huan Chu stopped, arched his hands in the direction of Changle Palace, and said with a solemn expression: "There is no such thing, because there is a saint's ear."

   Zhang Qu heard the words and sighed slowly: "Your Majesty is naturally a saint, but now there are some...I don't listen to my persuasion. I don't hide it from Xiang Xiang. The old man has asked His Majesty for easy storage more than once in private, but His Majesty never agreed."

The two prime ministers walked side by side in the imperial city, and Zhang Xiang looked a little worried: "Now, His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, is at best a middle-aged person. , may begin to fail in his hands."

Huan Xiang snorted: "Zhang Xiang, look at you, although the people from the Censor Terrace did not know which prince they were instructed, they would never stop there. If this matter becomes a big problem, can the prince Sit firmly in the East Palace, it is still unknown!"

   The two prime ministers looked at each other with a little pleasure in their eyes.

   "Let them make trouble, what are you waiting for?"

   Both of them disliked the prince somewhat, so they chose to stand by.

   As Huan Xiang said, things quickly got worse.

   That night, the streets of Yonglefang were covered with big-character posters.

   (end of this chapter)