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They looked coldly at the ignorant fools who cheered for this matter. Ha, did they really think that earning money for the court was easy? Did they really believe that working for the court was a piece of cake? Within a year, or even half a year, the common people would surely be filled with grievances.
One day in the court, the Xuande Emperor cheerfully asked about the public's reaction. The officials could only offer vague reassurances that things were going well. He then inquired about the recruitment situation at the Ministry of Works.
Liu Tian replied, "Your Majesty, it will take some more time. The recruitment notices have already been posted in other states and counties."
It had already been several days; how could they still not fill the positions?
"Your Majesty," Liu Tian tactfully responded, "Jingjing City is the capital. Under your wise governance, there are not many impoverished people."
After saying this, he secretly complained to himself that it was actually because the citizens of the Capital were more aware and feared dying in the Royal Tomb without being able to return. Now they could only go and persuade the people from other states and counties. Liu Tian dispatched his own confidants and subtly instructed them to take their time on the road and not to be too diligent in their work, making sure to clearly explain the pros and cons.
The goal was to buy time; dealing with the stubborn Xuande Emperor was quite challenging. This was a strategy devised by several ministers who gathered together to discuss how to handle things. They decided to drag out every step, giving advice at intervals, hoping for a breakthrough.
Every day, Xuande Emperor would ask about it with undiminished enthusiasm. Under this game of wits between ruler and ministers, they gradually showed signs of fatigue while holding onto their principles.
One day, when the Third Prince Qin Junyong presented a memorial, this strange tug-of-war between ruler and ministers was finally interrupted. The Third Prince's memorial stated that Yongxin Marquis Qi Xiaomian intended to rebel and had already been captured.
Upon hearing this, the first reaction of the ministers was that this memorial came at just the right time! Finally, they no longer had to deal with Xuande Emperor's various demands with a facade of compliance.
Most ministers thought, how could Yongxin Marquis rebel? He certainly wouldn't be captured by the Third Prince; it was highly likely that Yongxin Marquis was setting a trap for him—this would spell disaster for the Third Prince.
The ministers straightened their backs and stretched a bit; they were already tired of the emperor's domineering antics regarding tomb construction. What was about to unfold was a showdown between Yongxin Marquis and the Third Prince.
Once Xuande Emperor finished reading the memorial, the Third Prince jumped up and presented another prepared document for review. Each person presented different content in their memorials, prompting Xuande Emperor to ask Cai Zhuo to read aloud in front of everyone.
Some couldn't help but laugh out loud as even Chen Zhima's childhood misdeeds were brought up again.
With the Third Prince's faction present, there were naturally other factions as well; chaos erupted in the hall. On the first day of this incident, it was merely a warm-up.
The big shots remained seated primarily because they had not yet grasped the full picture of events and also wanted to observe how Xuande Emperor would react.
Once Xuande Emperor saw that everyone had argued enough, he raised his hand to signal them to stop. Without commenting further, he dismissed them from court and left with his hands behind his back.
Zecao approached Shi Yun and remarked that this move by the Third Prince wasn't very effective.
Shi Yun hesitated, sensing that the Emperor's reaction was not quite right.
Questioned by Shi Yun, the Xuande Emperor turned to Cai Zhuo and said, "Azhua, A Mian, could they really be planning to betray me?"
Cai Zhuo's heart tightened. How could the Emperor think this way? Recently, there had been many who wished him harm, and he didn't even know whom to trust anymore.
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