After Wang Anmin died, the people in the Censorate were once angry. Although this matter was suppressed by Emperor Chengde, everything should be cleared and not blocked. Therefore, when the Qi Palace sent the crimes of the princes to the hands of several Censors, they were all angry.

These people are all loyal King of Qi. If the prince ascended the throne, they would not benefit. After obtaining these "evidences", they began to write quickly. Not long after, they fabricated seven or eight memorials with blood and tears, which were lowered to the desk of Yan Xu, the Censor.

Old Yan is already in his sixties and is preparing to retire and return home. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when he saw the memorials handed over by these young people, he still frowned.

"You... have to think it through."

These censors bowed to Yan Xu: "Old Yan, you have also seen the content of our memorial. It can be said that every word is blood and tears. His Royal Highness has only cultivated virtue for many years. He has committed many crimes in the ten years since the founding of the palace. There are more than ten people who have died because of the Qin Palace. He even robbed countless women. If this situation is not reached to the heavens, how can our conscience be left?"

Yan Qi sighed: "I'm afraid these things will not be sent to Your Majesty, but will still be sent to the Eastern Palace. At that time, my Censorate will follow you to cause trouble."

"We censors, how could we be afraid of disaster?"

These censors were angry: "If I don't say this, what's the matter?"

Old Yan Qi stood up helplessly and shook his head and said, "Forget it, you can say whatever you like. I will also write a memorial to beg for bones to return home. I will not get involved in the matter of the capital."

As he said that, he also took out a memorial from his sleeve and placed it with those memorials that impeached the prince.

Although he is a censor and has the power to review the memorials of the Censorate, he does not have the power to stop him directly.

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

His Royal Highness's face was flushed with anger.

Although he has been making trouble over the years, he still pays great attention to his position. Generally, he is the only common people who dare not attack officials or noble families. Moreover, in recent years, the crown prince has also restrained a lot. Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, someone will be revealed and brought up again.

But he had nothing to say.

Because these things are indeed what he has done before.

His Royal Highness's face turned red. After a long time, he said something to the prime ministers.

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

Zhang Qu and others have been in charge of the Eastern Palace recently, so they naturally saw these memorials. The Zuo Pushe of the Shangshu Desk read them one by one until he saw the last one and found that the name of the Censor Yan Yu was written on it, and he couldn't help but frown.

After opening it, Zhang Qu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at His Highness the Crown Prince, and slowly spoke: "Your Highness, the Censor Yan Yu, I wrote a letter to resign."

His Royal Highness's face was still not very good-looking, and he said without thinking: "That's right. This old man can't even look down on his subordinates. What's the use for him!"

Zhang Qu sighed: "Your Highness, after Yan Zhi retires, who should be in charge of the Censorate?"

At this time, under normal circumstances, the Crown Prince naturally sent his confidant to slowly control the core power. Unfortunately, no one under the Crown Prince is qualified.

To be an official, you must have enough qualifications to be a censor. The status of the censor is respected and he is a high position in the second rank. If you want to reach that position, you must at least be from the second rank, or the Censor Central Chief who is originally the Censorate, so you are qualified.

His Highness the Crown Prince does not have a court boss of this level.

The prince's face looked ugly, and he could only lower his head and said, "Let the Censor-in-Chief make up for it."

Zhang Qu nodded slowly, and then continued, "These memorials..."

His Royal Highness's fat face shook, and finally he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a muffled voice: "Stay here and don't send it."

If you stay at the end of the school and don’t send it, you will not deal with it. You pretend that you didn’t see it. His Royal Highness learned his lesson after the last lesson. He knew that he could not force the Censor for the time being, so he was ready to endure it temporarily.

Zhang Qu nodded with some relief: "Then do as your Highness wishes."

At this time, Huan Chu, who was standing aside, also finished reading the memorials of the Censorate. The prince was much more irritable. He stood up and looked at His Highness: "Old minister, may you ask your prince, whether what is said in these memorials is true? If it is not true, these censors will slander the crown prince. Please take them to Dali Temple immediately!"

Huan Chu has no selfishness.

He had previously asked Emperor Chengde to grant the other three princes a title, which looked like a party in the Eastern Palace, but now he directly confronted the prince in person.

Faced with the problem of Huan Xiang, His Highness the Crown Prince stammered: "I was lonely... At that time, I was young and ignorant..."

There is no room for denying this kind of thing, and you can find it out by checking it, and His Royal Highness simply admitted it.

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

Seeing him so rude, His Highness the Crown Prince was secretly annoyed and remembered the old man in his heart.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Qu was much more calm. He stood up and bowed to His Highness the Crown Prince: "Your Highness, this matter is not posted for the time being, but if the things said in the memorials are true, then Your Highness should make up for it immediately."

His Royal Highness's face turned a little red, and a smile squeezed out from his fat face: "Please give me advice."

"I will compensate you if you should be compensated, and I will try to find the victims and give them compensation."

Zhang Qu sighed: "Your Highness also knows that the censors have ulterior motives. Since they have grasped His Highness's tail, writing a letter is only their first step, and it is unlikely that they will just go to bed."

His Highness the Crown Prince nodded repeatedly: "What Zhang Xiang said is, I will let you go... to compensate them."

Zhang Qu stood up and looked at the prince to say something. Finally, he shook his head and lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, the old minister has also said goodbye."

The prince stood up with guilt and returned the favor.

"Zhang Xiang walked slowly..."

After Zhang Qu left the Eastern Palace, Huan Chu did not go far. Zhang Xiang accelerated his pace and soon caught up with Huan Chu. The Shangshu Zuo Pushe pulled Huan Chu's sleeve and smiled bitterly: "Wen Huan has such a irritable temperament, I really don't know how he can achieve this position today."

Huan Chu stopped, bowed to the direction of Changle Palace, and his face was solemn: "There is no such thing, because there is a saint."

When Zhang Qu heard this, he sighed slowly: "Your Majesty is naturally wise, but now he is... he doesn't listen to advice and doesn't hide it from the Prime Minister Huan. I have asked Your Majesty Yi Chu more than once in private, but Your Majesty never agreed."

The two prime ministers walked side by side in the imperial city, and Zhang Xiang looked a little worried: "Now, the crown prince is just a mediocre person at best. That's fine, but he has a bad character. His Majesty's country that has been hard for twenty years may begin to decline in his hands."

Huan Wen groaned: "Zhang Xiang, look at it. Although those people in the Censorate don't know which prince was instructed, they will never stop there. If this matter is a big deal, it is still unknown whether the prince can sit in the East Palace!"

The two slaughters looked at each other, with a happier look in their eyes.

"What does it have to do with me if they make a fuss?"

Both of them didn't like the prince, so they chose to stand by and watch.

As Huan Xiang said, things quickly became a big deal.
Chapter completed!