After hearing this, Xiao Jing knew that it would be useless to persuade him more.

Although Your Majesty is the emperor, he is a person with deep feelings. Not to mention that he is to others, let alone His Majesty's son-in-law.

Xiao Jing still had a look of worry about Emperor Hongzhi in his eyes, but nodded and said, "I'm going to do it now. I wonder if Your Majesty is simplifying?"

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "Let's make a big fuss. Now is the most difficult time for the Fang family, and it is also the most difficult time for Xiurong. It is not easy for the orphan and widowed mother to hold this huge family business..."

When Emperor Hongzhi thought of Zhu Xiurong, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

He stood up and looked out the peaceful sky outside the glass window of the hall.

Emperor Hongzhi stood with his hands behind his back and said, "I already understand her meaning very well. She is a woman, but now she has to shoulder the responsibility of the head of the family. This is what she means. I feel distressed and can't stop her. Do you know why?"

Xiao Jing bowed his body and said nothing. He understood very well that Emperor Hongzhi only needed an audience now to listen to him telling the grief in his heart.

Emperor Hongzhi did not hide his emotions in front of Xiao Jing. At this moment, Xiaoran was crying and continued to say, "Siurong has been well-behaved since she came out of her mother's womb. He listened to my parents' orders and got married. She has never suffered in her life. But now, she suddenly wants to support the Fang family's business. According to her former obedient and submissive nature, she must have made up her mind to do so. I... can't persuade her. I am her father, so I can help and help. The Fang family cannot collapse. If the Fang family collapses, Xiurong will collapse."

Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then his eyes showed a firm look: "I want to come out of the Ming Gate on April 7th, and I must have all the ceremonial guards that should be there. I must lead the ministers to go to the Fang family again, so that everyone in the world knows that not only Xiurong cannot collapse, but the Fang family cannot collapse. If Xiurong and Fang family collapse, the Ming country will collapse."

Immediately, he brushed his sleeves and said, "Prepare early."

"Sister obeys the order."

…………

April and Seventh Day.

Emperor Hongzhi left the palace from the Daming Gate, and all officials knelt out of the Daming Gate early to greet him.

After that, he led a huge carriage to the West Mountain.

It seems that everything here has changed suddenly. Everyone is wearing plain white and everyone is sad.

I heard that the Prince of Xinjin was still seriously ill, and he had become sick when he missed his son, and had reached the point of becoming blind.

This... made the people from all over the West Mountain even more sad.

Even if it is just a small farmer who settled in Xishan, in addition to grief, he also has fear of the future.

The young master is gone, and if the master makes any mistakes, the Fang family will only leave the orphan and widowed mother.

Although His Highness is noble, she is just a woman. These days, she has been running around. Although she heard that although she is turning the tide, there are still many news that Xishan Money House has more and more bad debts. Although the stock price has barely been saved, it has only maintained that it has not fallen. However, it has been spent on countless gold and silver because of the rescue of the market. Many people have begun to persuade everyone to find another way out early. Once the Xishan Money House collapses, the entire Xishan... I am afraid it will be completely finished.

only……

How could it be so easy to leave? I got used to it and was protected by the Fang family. They had already regarded this place as their home. Although they were not the owners of this place, they regarded themselves as part of the West Mountain. From the masters, young masters, scholars from the academy, and nearby merchants, they were familiar with them, and even the soldiers of the Feiqiu Camp in the back mountain, they also looked kind. This... was their home...

There are tens of thousands of households all over the West Mountain, all of whom were refugees who settled here. They came from all over the world and left their hometowns. Now... they are reluctant to go anywhere.

Here, almost every family wears filial piety clothes and filial piety hats.

A man named Hu Zi had a conflict with a scholar a few days ago, and he beat him up to death and was caught on the spot.

A young man like Hu Zi was the youngest and full of energy, and was even more energetic and was "invited" by the Five City Military and Masjids. However, Chen Ao from Feiqiu Camp personally went to catch the person back from the Five City Military and Masjids.

There are many such things.

Especially a group of young people, they have reached a point of madness. Compared with their parents, they have a deeper sense of identity with Xishan. No matter where they go out and go, if they are asked about it, they can always proudly say that they are from Xishan and imply that they seem to have some indescribable relationship with the Duke of Qi.

The bad news about Duke Qi was unacceptable to the people of Xishan.

Therefore, every household is wearing mourning clothes, and every door consciously hangs the soul-summoning coil.

After Emperor Hongzhi arrived in the West Mountain, he rushed to the mourning hall surrounded by all officials.

He brought a few important officials in there. Every time he stepped into this place, Emperor Hongzhi felt incredible.

He always finds it difficult to accept this cruel reality, but this arranged mourning hall reminds him all the time that he has encountered a tragedy in his life, and the white-haired man gives away the black-haired man.

Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Zaimo came early.

Zhu Zaimo wore a mourning clothes and was mourning in the mourning hall with Ouyang Zhi and Tang Yin.

Fang Tianci was still young and was held by someone and cried blindly.

Zhu Xiurong's face was extremely haggard under this spiritual throne.

Emperor Hongzhi did not deliberately let Xiao Jing announce it, but he did not want to break the atmosphere in the mourning hall, nor did he want these already withered and extremely sad children to welcome him.

Emperor Hongzhi came in and looked at Zhu Xiurong.

Emperor Hongzhi's heart was like a knife. He quickly staggered his eyes and did not want to see his daughter's desperate eyes. He said nothing. As a king and father, he did not need to give a big gift. He just needed to pinch a few sticks of incense to express his remembrance of the deceased. It was enough.

Fang Tianci was crying, but no one paid attention to him. When he saw his father coming, he seemed to have a support all of a sudden. So he said vaguely: "Father...Father..."

Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head, and his heart was about to break as he heard the scream.

This child still doesn't know that he has no father. When he understands it in the future, he has forgotten this scene today.

"Jifan, Jifan..." Emperor Hongzhi murmured, "I... come to see you again. I am the emperor. What is the king's land under the world? I am the king's land, and the king's ministers in the boundaries of the land. This... I think about it now... it's a joke. Even the emperor has to taste all the ups and downs of the world. It's a pity. Why are there always difficult things in this world? I finally understand the previous emperor. When the previous emperor was there, he indulged in seeking immortals and asking for things, working tirelessly. I think... this is because he also knew that there are always many helpless things in the world."

After Emperor Hongzhi said that, he looked at the mourning hall and was silent for a long time.

…………

Emperor Hongzhi's voice can be transmitted outside the mourning hall.

Many people lowered their heads and dared not let out their anger.

All officials stood here, among the crowd, but Liu Huiwen, the Imperial College Superintendent, looked very calm.

This Imperial College was not only the supreme academic institution of the Ming Dynasty, but also the institution responsible for managing the world's education, and was extremely noble.

The position of priest is not a person who is respected and respected.

Liu Huiwen's status is naturally transcendent when he becomes the Imperial College Priest.

only……

Nowadays, the Imperial College Priest, which once had many students all over the world, has become idle. In the past, students of the Imperial College entered the Imperial College to study, but the eight-legged essays were abolished, and the Imperial College suddenly became deserted and no longer studied the eight-legged essays. The officials of the Imperial College were almost completely disgraced, and they even didn't know what their responsibilities should be.

Liu Huiwen, the great master of the world's supervisor, is also responsible for managing the world's school officials. Now... he seems to have become a lonely person.

But... he was very calm and looked indifferent, and went on duty every day as usual.

Recently, he was infected with a cold and was still coughing with his sick body today.

Behind him, an official from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward and looked at him with concern and said, "Mr., your health has always been bad, so why not take a break."

The doctor of the Ministry of Rites was obviously a disciple of Liu Huiwen. He deliberately spoke a little louder, just to deliberately attract other people's attention.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xie Qian, a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet not far away, looked sideways and then looked at Liu Huiwen with concern.

Liu Jijiu was with him while sick, and she was old, which made people worry. He was negligent and forgot that he was still sick. So Xie Qian said, "If you feel uncomfortable, please help me and take a break."

Liu Huiwen's disciple seemed to be waiting for Mr. Xie's order, and quickly helped Liu Huiwen, who was trembling slightly, walk to a corner.

Liu Huiwen looked at the countless crowds and sighed, but his eyes were cloudy, which made people look down on his thoughts.

"Mr...." the disciple said: "Your Majesty's preference for Duke Qi is really jealous."

Liu Huiwen smiled, and he looked at his proud disciple meaningfully: "The emperor's preference for his subjects cannot last long. Now that the Duke of Qi has passed away, no matter how much the emperor prefers, he still needs to focus on the country and the country. Today is Siqi. After some days, it will be Qiqi. But what if it is a year or two?"

This disciple looked at his mentor deeply. In fact, he had been anxious these days, and many changes had happened in the capital, which made him unexpected. He even vaguely felt that he had done something wrong, but his mentor was still calm and composed, but it seemed that he had some confidence.

only……

The disciple glanced at the direction of the mourning hall, and then said sadly: "But... my teacher, the eight-legged essay has been abolished."

Liu Huiwen said calmly: "This is just a moment... cough cough cough..."

The two were in the corner and there was no one around, so they could speak freely.
Chapter completed!