Chapter 211: Moving the Roots to the Immortal Palace, Fish Leaping in the West Pond

The seventh year of Wanli, the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Bing-Shen.

Today's regular court was still held in the Wenhua Hall.

The civil and military officials in the left and right columns, as well as the ritual officials, inner officials, etc., had all arrived at their classes.

Only the main seat on the imperial steps was empty.

"It's been four days, how long does the Emperor intend to stay in the military camp?" Vice Censor-in-Chief Chen Wude glanced at the empty throne and asked Shen Shixing for an explanation.

That day Liu Shiyan plotted treason, the Emperor beheaded him on the spot, and then acted on his own initiative to carry out a major reform.

How could the Emperor do this without going through the regular process? Immediately, officials wrote memorials, waiting outside the Meridian Gate to ask the Emperor for an explanation and discuss it.

As a result, they waited until dark, but didn't wait for the Emperor to return to the palace.

Only then did they hear that the Emperor had actually stayed in the military camp!

The Emperor stayed for four days, which saved some trouble left by acting arbitrarily, but also made those in the palace and the court anxious.

Chen Wude asked Shen Shixing this every regular court, and it had almost become a necessary process before the court discussion started.

Shen Shixing was already used to being scolded from both sides. Hearing this, he almost reflexively turned his head away.

He pretended not to hear, coughed lightly: "The memorials and tables on the Cabinet table are almost piled up like a mountain, let's discuss business first."

What could he do if the Emperor didn't come to court for a few days? Go to the military camp and grab the Emperor by the ears and bring him back?

The Emperor also said it was official business, inspecting the camp, checking the treasury, and counting military generals.

With Liu Shiyan's precedent, who could stop the Emperor from taking precautions?

Since that was the case, let's look at the court discussion in front of us.

Chen Wude looked at Shen Shixing, who was becoming more and more like a slippery eel, and felt quite helpless.

But since they were going to talk about business, he couldn't pester him anymore, so he had to take over Shen Shixing's words unhappily: "Then let's talk about how to deal with Liu Shiyan's case first."

"Is the Duke of Cheng'yi's lineage to stop at the chief culprit, or is it to be exterminated?"

"How large is the scope of the accomplices involved?"

"Everyone must have a chapter on this matter. The Censorate can't hold any more people."

Saying this, Chen Wude also pointed at Censor-in-Chief Wen Chun without a trace.

Today, the Emperor's power was not what it used to be. Just looking at things like seizing power from the Ministry of War without causing too much waves on the surface, one could see a glimpse.

In this way, naturally, there were many people who speculated on the Emperor's will.

The green-robed minor officials used all their skills to implicate the melon vines. In just a few days, hundreds of people were caught in the Censorate.

This situation gave Chen Wude a big fright.

If they didn't draw a line now, and really weave a big case, ten thousand people wouldn't be enough.

Wen Chun knew that Chen Wude was pointing at himself, and didn't care much in his heart, nodding calmly in return.

The court officials were not interested in this and had no intention of expressing their stance.

The Duke of Cheng'yi was a noble first sealed by Taizu, hereditary and perpetual, with a death-exemption certificate. Even if he plotted treason now, it was not something they, the court officials, could decide.

Especially since the Emperor's attitude was ambiguous, no one wanted to join in the fun. What if they said the wrong thing?

Seeing the perfunctory appearance of the court officials, Chen Wude had to look at the imperial steps: "Zhang Dandang, what does the Emperor say about this?"

Although the Emperor was hiding in the military camp, he didn't relax his control over the court situation.

Even the Emperor's ambiguous attitude toward Liu Shiyan's case these few days was likely intentional to let the people below implicate the melon vines and discharge the remaining poison.

Zhang Hong was originally looking at his nose and heart. At this time, being named by Chen Wude, he raised his eyelids slightly.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Hong bowed to the north of the city: "Chen Vice Censor-in-Chief's question is superfluous. Since the Liu Shiyan case broke out, the Emperor has always let the legal department handle the case impartially. Except for the Ming Law, there is no other statement."

The court officials' expressions were strange. How could the Emperor have the face to say this after personally executing Liu Shiyan?

Chen Wude didn't hesitate, immediately turned to Wen Chun and divided: "General, since the Emperor said so, should we take the old precedent of the Duke of Marquis Zhao Wu, or the old precedent of the Duke of Qian?"

Duke of Marquis Zhao Wu Cao Qin, led troops to attack the Imperial City, and after the failure, the whole family was exterminated, not a single living person was left; Duke of Qian Mu Chaobi, forged fire symbols, colluded with foreigners to lead troops into the border, only the chief culprit was executed.

Two extremes, naturally Chen Wude handed over the Censorate's opinion to Wen Chun, the chief official, to decide.

After all, how to deal with it didn't matter to Chen Wude. The important thing was to set a general direction for the matter quickly, so as not to affect the stability of the court due to the long-lasting implication of melon vines.

Wen Chun didn't seem to need much thought, and blurted out: "Naturally take the old precedent of the Duke of Marquis Zhao Wu!"

Hundreds of people have been caught, and now they come to say only the chief culprit? Are these people to be let go lightly? Where does the Censorate's face go? How do the colleagues in the ministries and courts do their performance?

Shen Shixing saw Wen Chun standing in front, and immediately agreed and nodded: "It should be full family execution!"

With the General and the Cabinet speaking, others expressed their views one after another.

"Nine clans or three clans?"

"Don't talk about things that can't be tested, naturally it's three clans."

"Then exterminate three clans."

"How to deal with young children, distant relatives, servants?"

"The Holy Son of Heaven has the virtue of Heaven, naturally governing the country with benevolence. If they are truly innocent people who have not been implicated, why not open the net."

"Receiving Liu Shiyan's favor can't be considered innocent, exile is still necessary."

"As it should be, exile them to Hainan."

"Is the Duke of Cheng'yi's title still to be inherited?"

"Naturally, it is the Emperor's decision. At worst, pick a distant relative who is out of the five degrees of mourning to continue to coexist with the country, which is not breaking Taizu Gao Emperor's promise."

Between three or two words, everyone expressed their views.

Shen Shixing also quickly opened Chen Wude's memorial and wrote the ticket for exterminating three clans behind it.

Just at this moment, Zhang Hong on the imperial steps suddenly opened his mouth and said to Zhu Heng without rhyme or reason: "Grand Minister of Works, are the ocean-going ships built?"

The group of court officials were all stunned.

Zhu Heng suspiciously met Zhang Hong's gaze, not knowing what this eunuch meant.

He thought for a moment, but still opened his mouth to answer: "Zhang Dandang, the shipyard reported this month that it has been built, but the Ministry of Works has not had time to accept it."

Zhang Hong pursued relentlessly: "When will it go to sea? Has the route been set?"

Zhu Heng pondered for a moment and opened his mouth: "It is expected to sail in the near sea a few times after the beginning of spring, and after confirming that there is no mistake, it should go to sea at the turn of spring and summer. The specific route has not been set."

Zhang Hong nodded slowly and didn't continue to ask.

Shen Shixing was calm: "Zhang Dandang, does the Emperor have any instructions?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong smiled slightly and explained to the court officials: "Shi Mao Hua, Liu Shiyan, and others received imperial favor for generations, but dared to plot treason, which really hurt the Emperor's heart. The Emperor often said to me, he feels annoyed when seeing things related to them."

"If the Duke of Cheng'yi inherits the title, the Emperor will inevitably be touched by the scene."

"Therefore..."

"I speculate on the Emperor's will, if the Duke of Cheng'yi inherits the title, it might be better to escort this group of exiled criminals, follow the Ministry of Works' trial voyage this time, and settle in Luosuosi. This not only does not break Taizu's promise, but also makes the Emperor not see it and not feel annoyed."

He didn't say whether it was the Emperor's idea, anyway, it was speculating on the Emperor's will.

The group of officials heard this and were stunned.

Shen Shixing and Wang Zongyi looked at each other, never having heard of this place.

Zhu Heng, who was familiar with water conditions, reacted immediately after recalling for a moment and confirmed: "The Emperor wants to exile them to a desolate island?"

Desolate island?

Everyone frowned.

Seeing that Zhu Heng didn't mean to explain to his colleagues at all, Minister of Rites Wang Zongyi simply said directly: "My knowledge is shallow, I have never heard of it. I don't know where the two are referring to?"

Zhu Heng was about to answer, but Yin Zhengmao, seeing Wang Zongyi asking, coughed lightly and snatched the topic.

He looked at Wang Zongyi with his peripheral vision and explained to the crowd in a pretentious manner: "Wang Dayuan of the former Yuan once had a book "Island Barbarian Records", which recorded Luosuosi."

"This place is located at the extreme south of the four seas, over ten thousand miles away from Quanzhou, a tiny place, full of barbarians, desolate and overgrown, it is a desolate island."

After speaking, he lifted his chin slightly toward Wang Zongyi.

He had managed the southeast for many years, was well-informed, and could be said to be very clear about maritime affairs.

Zhang Hong nodded: "Wang Dayuan called it Luosuosi, Quanzhou merchants called it the land of death, missionaries called it Australia, all are this place."

The court officials frowned.

Shen Shixing curiously asked Yin Zhengmao: "Full of barbarians? Desolate and overgrown?"

Looking at the expression, he almost asked if the barbarians ate people.

Of course, this was more to confirm that this place was far away from the Emperor, so don't let it be some fertile land where the remnants of the rebels accumulate strength and counterattack the Central Plains.

Yin Zhengmao nodded: "Such barbarians, men and women are different, don't weave or wear clothes, cover their bodies with bird feathers, eat without smoke and fire, only eat raw hair and drink blood."

"As for being desolate... it is said that all around it is water, swamps are everywhere, and it even snows in July, for a hundred days without stopping!"

What kind of wild and desolate place is this!

The court officials couldn't help but show disgust.

Shen Shixing saw that his colleagues had no opinions, so he waved his hand: "Then discuss it according to this."

After speaking, he ticketed the memorial and handed it to the Directorate of Ceremonial.

Zhang Hong bowed to Shen Shixing and lowered his head again.

Shen Shixing did not respond, but immediately talked about the next item: "Recently, court officials in the southern suburbs have retired, and ministers have been implicated in treason, resulting in many vacancies. Great Grand Minister..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xijue immediately took over the topic: "I was just about to talk to you colleagues about this. The green-robed officials have a general idea, and the position of Minister of War still needs our court recommendation."

Positions like Minister of War were generally nominated by the Ministry of Personnel, three people selected by court discussion, and the Emperor determined one.

Shen Shixing nodded: "Take the people out, let's discuss it together."

Wang Xijue took a memorial from his sleeve, handed it to the Secretariat Drafter, and explained: "According to the regulations set by the Emperor in the court discussion last time, the position of Minister of War requires more than five years of experience in managing local areas."

"Combined with origin, military merit, annual assessment, reputation, temperament, etc., the Ministry of Personnel recommended eleven people, Viceroy of Liangguang Yin Zhengmao, Liaodong Governor Zhang Xueyan, Fujian Governor Li Zaiting..."

He said several people in a row, all old governors who had managed local areas for many years.

However, even if it was a court official who didn't know that the Emperor already had a candidate in mind, they were all clear, frequently looking at Yin Zhengmao.

Now the Emperor had seized the power of the Ministry of War, waiting for all parties to cooperate, so that his title of Grand Marshal of all military horses in the world could settle down.

So the Minister of War was now extremely critical, and I'm afraid there was no room for these court officials to interfere.

Several gazes were cast, and Yin Zhengmao had to return to the class silently, lowering his head to avoid suspicion.

After Wang Xijue finished speaking about the nine nominees, he reminded: "If you colleagues have other nominations, you can submit them separately."

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Shen Shixing raised his hand to signal: "Colleagues, court recommendation."

At the same time, in the Grand Hall, the sound of reading was loud.

"Initially, Duke Wu of Zheng married from Shen, called... called Wu Jiang, gave birth to Zhuang Gong and Gongshu Duan. Zhuang Gong was born awake... awake... awake, oh oh! Startled Jiang, so named Wu Sheng, then hated him. Loved Gongshu Duan, wanted to establish him. Urgently... urgently asked Duke Wu, the Duke did not allow..."

Zhu Yiliu stammered, occasionally forgetting words, struggling to recite.

"Is this what it means!"

A quarter of an hour passed, and he finally struggled to recite it once.

Only then did he look up and look at Dong Yue excitedly: "Teacher, I finished reciting!"

Dong Yue pursed his lips, unable to see his thoughts: "Your Highness, be cautious and not arrogant, don't be complacent."

"When the Emperor was your age of twelve, he had already read the Four Books and started studying classics."

Zhu Yiliu said "oh," and his face immediately withered.

It seems... no matter how well he did, it seems he couldn't get praise from these teachers.

Dong Yue ignored it and continued today's teaching: "Your Highness, in "Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan", why is it called 'Ke' (overcome)?"

Zhu Yiliu tried hard to recall the teacher's interpretation of this article. After a good while, he organized his language and opened his mouth: "Returning to the teacher's words, human desires are constantly expanding. It is precisely because Zhuang Gong promised Duan's requests that exceeded the ritual system again and again that Duan developed ambition and finally committed the great crime of treason."

"This is the subtle meaning of the Sage, so it is called 'Ke'."

Having learned the text for four days, the Lu King didn't understand it very well, but these interpretations were already familiar.

Dong Yue still had a serious face and asked seriously: "If you want to avoid the tragedy of Zheng Bo and Duan brothers fighting, what should Zhuang Gong do?"

Zhu Yiliu thought about it and answered cautiously: "If... if Zhuang Gong could distinguish between monarch and minister early, could he avoid this?"

Dong Yue's face rarely showed a smile and continued to ask: "Then Duan, as a younger brother, can he avoid the tragedy?"

Zhu Yiliu was pointed out to this point, and his thinking became clearer: "Teacher, if Duan could have self-knowledge, not be presumptuous because of his mother's partiality, follow the ritual system, respect his elder brother, and obey the monarch, this would not happen."

Dong Yue's smile did not diminish, and he grabbed the student's hand.

In Zhu Yiliu's blank eyes, Dong Yue said earnestly: "Since this is the case, Your Highness has been crowned for more than two years, and this year is already twelve years old."

"Why are you still unwilling to leave the palace to take up your residence, and insist on lingering in the palace!?"

The teacher suddenly changed his color, and Zhu Yiliu trembled all over!

The latter's expression was fearful: "Teacher..."

Dong Yue was silent for a moment, reached out to pat the Lu King's back: "Your Highness has the love of the Holy Mother Empress Dowager and the Emperor, which is a blessing. As for the affairs of the Heavenly Family, I am not qualified to talk more."

"However, the affairs of the Heavenly Family are also the affairs of the world. The people of the world may not be able to tolerate the Emperor and Your Highness being willful."

"Now that Your Highness's life is in danger, how can I turn a blind eye?"

Zhu Yiliu seemed to understand his teacher's meaning, and tears burst out.

With a crying voice, he was aggrieved: "Teacher, it's not that I linger in the palace, it's really that the palace is lonely, mother is lonely, so the Emperor allowed mother's meaning, letting me accompany her in the palace!"

Dong Yue turned his face away, mechanically patting the Lu King's back: "Your Highness said just now that human desires are constantly expanding."

The cause is indeed there, but everyone's life is on the Emperor. How can this kind of thing be allowed to be willful by the Emperor?

Zhu Yiliu paused, finally understanding why the Analects class was temporarily changed for the past few days, and why he pulled out an article "Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan" that had nothing to do with it.

He opened his mouth to speak.

Dong Yue directly interrupted Zhu Yiliu, coldly: "Your Highness, a few days ago Liu Shiyan plotted treason, in broad daylight, he already shouted to punish the tyrant, support the Lu King!"

Zhu Yiliu was horrified, losing his voice: "It wasn't me!"

Dong Yue sighed, lightly: "I know it's not Your Highness... this is also a lesson I want to teach you today. Living in the world, one is not in control of oneself."

"The Holy Monarch's love is not something Your Highness can enjoy."

"In today's court discussion, Li Minister Wang Xijue impeached Your Highness for this, saying that Your Highness is plotting treason, and the crime is death!"

"If Your Highness does not leave the palace to take up residence, I am afraid your life will not be guaranteed!"

Zhu Yiliu heard this, caught off guard, and was speechless.

Dong Yue looked at him steadily.

The two looked at each other without words.

After a while, Zhu Yiliu gritted his teeth and reached out to wipe the tears from his face.

Bowing respectfully to Dong Yue: "Teacher's lesson, student understands, student will go to the West Garden and kneel to ask mother to allow me to leave the palace to take up residence."

Dong Yue helped him up and watched his student leave staggeringly.

Staring at the direction the Lu King left, he watched for a while before Dong Yue lowered his head and started to pack up the paper, pen, and books on the table.

After a while, Dong Yue left the Grand Hall.

Turning a few corners, he came to under the eaves, where two figures were already standing.

Dong Yue paused and walked close to the two figures: "Cabinet Shen, Great Grand Minister, the words have been brought to the Holy Mother Empress Dowager."

Shen Shixing reached out and patted Dong Yue on the shoulder, turned and left.

Wang Xijue stood with his hands behind his back, kind to Dong Yue: "Hard work."

Dong Yue shook his head and didn't answer.

Wang Xijue looked up at the distant palace and opened his mouth slowly: "I still have to go and beat some people, does Compiler Dong want to go and listen together?"

Dong Yue hesitated for a moment, then bowed again: "I am willing, I dare not ask."

Wang Xijue didn't say much, waved his sleeve, turned and left.

"Great Grand Minister just said some people refers to...?"

"Well, probably people the Emperor is not convenient to teach himself, Li Zongshi, Wang Mengzhu, several fathers-in-law, Grand Princess... oh, by the way, remember to remind me when Zhang Juzheng returns to court."

"Subordinate remembers."

"There are a few messy counties in the capital, do you want to pick one to try?"

"Will not disgrace..."

The sound went further and further away.

Near noon, the morning exercises of the Capital Battalion finally ended.

Nearly ten thousand people from the three battalions gathered on the drill ground, under the command of middle-level military officers, limping and dispersing one after another.

After the generals finished shouting, they hurriedly squeezed away the sparring partners beside the Emperor and gathered in front of the Imperial presence.

Inner officials handed over clothes and hot towels familiarly.

Zhu Yijun took the hot towel, wiped the sweat on his neck and forehead, and grimaced at Qi Jiguang beside him: "From now on, the Capital Battalion will practice according to the volume of the Qi Family Army!"

The Assistant Regional Commander on the side wanted to speak but stopped.

The Emperor had been practicing with them for the past few days, which could be considered sharing weal and woe, right? A shout to increase the volume was naturally heroic and unparalleled.

The problem was, the Emperor left after this!

Qi Jiguang naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity for the Emperor to stand on the stage himself, and hurriedly responded: "I obey the decree!"

Zhu Yijun changed his clothes and walked out of the drill ground while saying: "Notify, the reward silver for the New Year's inspection is advanced, I will distribute it personally tomorrow, let each battalion come to the drill ground to receive the reward."

This matter was naturally not the responsibility of Qi Jiguang, the Viceroy. Military Administration Giving-Attendant Jia Sanjin squeezed to the Emperor's side and asked hesitantly: "Your Majesty, should I inform the Ministry of War?"

Zhu Yijun looked at Jia Sanjin strangely and said as a matter of course: "This is natural, how can there be a reason to distribute pay without informing the Ministry of War?"

Jia Sanjin was speechless.

Zhu Yijun saw his appearance, sighed, and explained patiently: "Jia Qing, don't test me so frequently, I don't have the idea of dismembering the Ministry of War."

"I will reiterate to you again, in the future, the ministries and courts will still manage political affairs and coordinate national defense. I will not move this part of the authority again."

Jia Sanjin listened to the Emperor's explanation with his head down.

He tested several times and got this statement from the Emperor. At this moment, he finally believed it a few points.

Jia Sanjin responded timidly: "I will inform the reward silver for the inspection."

Zhu Yijun waved his hand helplessly.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned his head to look at Wang Chonggu.

Wang Chonggu was still that face that had experienced military life, without too many expressions. Walking between them, his momentum did not decrease at all.

Zhu Yijun couldn't see too many emotions, and added a sentence to Wang Chonggu in a gentle voice: "Cabinet Wang, the authority of the Five Chief Military Commissions to coordinate all military affairs inside and outside, I will never exclude civil officials."

"After the New Year's inspection, Cabinet Wang will resign from the Cabinet position and enter the Five Chief Military Commissions to manage military affairs for me."

Wang Chonggu's face finally revealed a trace of surprise.

The Emperor's actions directly seized the command and decision-making power from the Ministry of War to the Five Chief Military Commissions—or rather, seized it in his own hands.

In other words, the Ministry of War could only manage daily tactics, and strategic matters were no longer in the ministries and courts.

For Wang Chonggu, whose influence was rooted in the ministries and courts, this could be said to be like sugarcane, kicked away directly after being used by the Emperor.

When the Emperor forced him to express his stance in public, Wang Chonggu had long been prepared for this, but the situation turned around, and the Emperor actually...

Looking at the Emperor's sincere expression, Wang Chonggu was speechless for a moment. At this moment, the Emperor had no reason to deceive him.

Zhu Yijun saw that he didn't speak, just thought he didn't believe it, and comforted him again: "Regarding Shi Mao Hua's matter, since Wang Qing made a choice, I will definitely not let you down."

The Emperor was sincere, and Wang Chonggu finally responded with a bow, still unable to hear too many emotions: "I will listen to Your Majesty's instructions."

Zhu Yijun reached out and helped the latter up, without saying anything more.

"Let's eat first, and go test the newly built firearms in the afternoon."

Very naturally, he talked about business.

Qi Jiguang was very curious: "New firearms?"

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Now muskets are all ignited by fire ropes, the restrictions in rainy days are too great. A few years ago, I asked the Inner Court to see if there were other ways."

"Now a few semi-finished products have been made, let's go see how to improve them in the afternoon."

Qi Jiguang felt like a hundred claws were scratching his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Not using fire ropes to ignite? What else can be done?"

Zhu Yijun said while walking: "The relatively stable attempt at present is flint ignition, but the drawbacks are not small."

Qi Jiguang was still waiting to ask more.

Just at this moment, Xu Wenbi suddenly requested an audience.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard Garrison Commander requested an audience, and the accompanying crowd were all sensible people, naturally not stopping to listen.

Qi Jiguang also had to follow the crowd and avoid it sensibly.

"Cabinet Wang, listen too."

The Emperor's voice called Wang Chonggu, who was about to walk away.

Wang Chonggu walked back silently again.

Xu Wenbi paused knowingly before opening his mouth: "Your Majesty, regarding the White Lotus Sect, some clues have been found..."

He looked at Wang Chonggu with a large amplitude, looking straight at the latter's suspicious expression.

Zhu Yijun interrupted Xu Wenbi at the right time: "The White Lotus Sect can't make a climate, I have already handed it over to Chen Dong to deal with, continue."

Xu Wenbi nodded hurriedly.

He withdrew his gaze and continued: "There is one more thing."

"News from outside the border, two days ago, Shi Mao Hua appeared in the camp of the Shunyi King and was treated as a distinguished guest by the Shunyi King."

Wang Chonggu opened his mouth in astonishment.

Zhu Yijun narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself: "Altan Khan is also starting to be dishonest."

The establishment of the Tumut Khan of the Mongolian Left Wing seems to have an influence on the Right Wing that cannot be ignored.

Xu Wenbi said cautiously: "Your Majesty, should we try to bring Shi Mao Hua back secretly?"

Saying bring, it's actually stealing people.

After all, Altan Khan had surrendered for many years, and there was no war between the two sides. The court wouldn't provoke this person for no reason.

Zhu Yijun shook his head and looked at Wang Chonggu: "Wang Qing, what do you think?"

Wang Chonggu pondered for a moment and replied righteously: "Your Majesty, no matter how the Shunyi King is, he is a subject of our dynasty. The court should write to admonish him, let the Shunyi King return to the right path, and return the fugitive."

Zhu Yijun nodded with satisfaction: "What a bright and upright way."

He reached out and summoned the accompanying people back.

Zhu Yijun looked at the Secretariat Drafter Wang Yingxuan and ordered solemnly: "Go, write to the Shunyi King, saying that this year's New Year I will inspect the Capital Battalion, and invite the Shunyi King and his wife to enter the capital to watch the ceremony."

Wang Yingxuan was stunned, obviously somewhat unexpected, but still bowed and responded, turning around to leave.

"Wait."

Wang Yingxuan stopped immediately and turned to look at the Emperor.

Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment and opened his mouth: "I was wrong just now, don't write, issue a decree directly."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 212 =====

Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment and said: "I was wrong just now; don't write the book, just issue the edict directly."

(End of chapter)