Boiling oil in fierce flames
The whole day, people coming to celebrate the birthday never stopped, all sorts of luxurious and magnificent carriages kept going back and forth on East Street, endless, leaving many topics for discussion at street corners, taverns and tea houses.
Not only did the emperor issue an edict to reward, but also the crown prince, various princes and officials came to congratulate. Such a grand scene was not only beyond Zhu Weilu and Zhu Changren's expectations, but also made Yuan Yi aware of its inappropriateness, especially when it caused unpleasantness for the crown prince at the banquet.
Fresh flowers are embroidered, fierce fire boils oil. It is the most suitable to summarize the current situation of Zhu Fu, facing such a great trend of ministers, how can the one sitting on the dragon chair be at ease?
All guesses were confirmed on the second day of early morning, and the imperial censor began to impeach Zhu Changren for being lawless, forming cliques and operating privately. Although the emperor left it unissued, his silent attitude still became a dangerous signal.
The wind direction in Kyoto began to change, and the former bustling Zhufu quickly became deserted. The atmosphere in the mansion became increasingly oppressive day by day, and Zhu Changren was nowhere to be seen, but instead was discussing countermeasures with Zhu Weilu in the Western Mansion. It is unknown how the two of them operated, but after more than a dozen days, Ming Qi Emperor suddenly flew into a rage in court, demoting the impeaching history official and making it clear that the Taifu family was loyal and true-hearted, and would never commit treason. To show his favor, Ming Qi Emperor issued an edict to select a Zhu surname woman to enter the palace, treating her with the courtesy of a concubine.
When the emperor's edict was transmitted back to the Zhu family, the whole family was in a state of panic, especially the unmarried Zhu girls, who were all terrified and feared that they would be sent into the palace and become sacrifices for the family. Emperor Ming had already passed forty years old, was lustful and incompetent, although entering the palace could bring them a high position of second rank, but no young girl in her prime wanted to wither away within the cold palace walls.
It's said to be a blessing, but it's just a chess piece under control.
"Miss, how can this be good?" Su Mei asked with a worried face as soon as Lian Mei had just conveyed the previous order.
Yuanyi was bent over, embroidering the wedding dress. After several months of hard work, the magnificent red wedding dress was almost complete, with only the final touches remaining. She put down her needle and thread, relaxed her muscles, and said: "This fire won't reach us, you don't have to worry."
She has already exchanged engagement letters with the Xiao family, finalized the marriage contract, and even sent over the betrothal gifts a few days ago. At this awkward time, not only did the Xiao family not avoid suspicion, but they also showed a willingness to take a stand and offer assistance. The entire Zhu family, including Zhu Changren, has a good impression of the Xiao family, and he couldn't help but feel grateful in front of Yuan Yi.
So Yuan Yi and Xiao Heng's marriage is already a fact, at this time it has nothing to do with her, the ones who need to worry most should be Er Niang and Wu Niang, as the daughters of the current Minister of Rites of the Zhu family, they are the ones who should be worried.
In fact, Zhu Changren was also worried about choosing a person. He and his father both understood the emperor's taboo, so they didn't dare to use a collateral daughter to deceive the emperor. Moreover, what the emperor needed would only be the daughter of the Minister of Rites.
One was a legitimate daughter of marriageable age, the other an illegitimate daughter who had not yet reached adulthood. He found himself in a dilemma, unable to choose between them.
After much consideration, he finally decided on a candidate and proposed it to Zhang, but was met with her fierce opposition. "No, I disagree! Master, Yi'er is your own daughter, how can you bear to push her into the fire pit?" Zhang's eyes were red with anger as she glared at Zhu Changren, "Unless you divorce me, I will never agree."