Chapter 252 Public Opinion
Chapter 252 Public Opinion
The next day, in the court hall.
"If there is something going on, go ahead and leave if there is nothing going on!"
The court officials frowned as they looked at the emperor who was drowsy sitting on the throne.
The emperor had not attended court for a long time. The last time he attended a morning court session was because he wanted to announce that Prince Chen was plotting a rebellion.
The emperor looked a little unwell at that time, and now he has lost a lot of weight, and even his eyes are black and blue.
Jiang Hongyi and Jiang Hongxi looked at each other, and Jiang Hongyi stepped forward and said:
"My lord, I have a starting point."
The hall became even quieter.
The emperor squinted his eyes impatiently and looked down. When he saw the person standing below, his confused mind finally became a little clearer.
Isn’t this a member of the Jiang family?
"What do you want to report, my dear?"
Jiang Hongyi bowed and said solemnly:
"My father is now old and in poor health today, so I am writing to resign from the position of Grand Tutor. I hope the emperor will approve it!"
These words suddenly disturbed the quiet court, and everyone in the hall looked towards Jiang Hongyi in front of them.
What's going on? Why is the Jiang family resigning from the position of Grand Tutor when everything is going well?
This position is not a small official position. Can the Jiang family just give it up if they don’t want it?
Could it be that it is really because of the incident with Prince Chen that the Jiang family wants to retreat while the tide is turning?
Questions quickly raced through the minds of these court officials, as they all speculated on why the Jiang family was doing this.
The emperor's mind became clearer after these words. He looked down with a sullen face, wondering what this man meant.
Could it be that Shen Chenli gave them the idea?
After all, he was just planning how to take action against the Jiang family, so why did the Jiang family retreat on their own?
"My dear minister, you are joking. Master Jiang is a pillar of the imperial court. How can you just resign like that?"
Jiang Hongyi bowed again.
"Your Majesty, my father has been serving as the Grand Tutor for a long time. He is now over 60 years old and it is difficult for him to take on this important responsibility. I hope Your Majesty can agree to my father's resignation."
The emperor frowned, but in fact there was a hint of joy in his heart.
If the Jiang family resigned voluntarily, it would have nothing to do with him as the emperor!
"But……"
"Your Majesty!" Jiang Hongyi raised his eyes and looked directly at the emperor, speaking in a deep voice:
"Some time ago, there were rumors in the court and all over the capital that Prince Chen was plotting a rebellion. It was said that you had already issued an imperial decree to the border, ordering Prince Chen to return to the capital immediately. However, I absolutely do not believe that Prince Chen was plotting a rebellion. This matter is definitely caused by someone harboring evil intentions and deliberately framing Prince Chen."
"The border is in crisis now, and Prince Chen cannot return to Beijing for the time being. Your Majesty, please do not listen to one side and do not even let Prince Chen's deceased mother go! My father voluntarily resigned for this. After all, as Prince Chen's in-laws, how can we pretend that nothing happened? Please allow my father to resign and return home, and also allow my two brothers to accompany my father and show filial piety!"
The court was in an uproar. How could someone dare to say such words directly? He was really courting his life!
The court became even more lively now, and what Lord Jiang meant was that the Jiang family should collectively resign and return home because of this matter?
The court officials looked above their heads again and the emperor's face turned green!
The emperor was burning with anger, and he said, how could the Jiang family want to resign? This was a way of retreating to advance, forcing him to come forward to defend Shen Chenli!
He just said it!
The Jiang family is still as annoying as ever.
Okay, okay, since you want to resign, and want to be filial to your father, then he will help them!
"it is good!"
The emperor suddenly spoke, with a gloomy look in his eyes, looking at the people below, and said viciously:
"What a loving father and filial son! If that's the case, I will accept your resignation and let's go back home together!"
All the court officials looked at it in disbelief, unable to believe that the emperor actually agreed.
Jiang Hongxi, who was standing behind him, looked unhappy.
As expected, what the letter said came true. The emperor really had lost all his rationality. With such an emperor, could Da Sheng really continue to prosper forever?
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After leaving the palace, some court officials who wanted to talk to Jiang Hongyi and his companions were rejected by them.
Now everyone knows that there is no benefit in walking with them.
When they returned to the mansion, the affairs of the Jiang family and the rumors about Shen Chenli and the emperor had spread all over the city.
"Father, is everything going well?"
Jiang Qingyao watched them come back, and the worries in his heart were relieved a lot.
The two shook their heads, not feeling happy at all.
Seeing their father coming out of the house, the two of them hurried forward.
"Father."
Mr. Jiang knew from their expressions that what was said in the letter was true. The emperor was no longer rational. The more you provoked him, the more impulsive he would become.
"Hey, let's go, get out of here now."
Mr. Jiang looked at the sky in all directions and sighed helplessly.
"I'm afraid this world is going to be in chaos!"
"Mr. Jiang, several Lord Jiangs, you can go now."
An San and others came to greet them. They had been making arrangements early this morning and now it was time for them to leave.
"Let's go!"
Mr. Jiang responded, and everyone left the Jiang Mansion in unison.
As soon as the group passed through the city gate, a group of people caught up with them.
An San was shocked and was wondering whether to let the Jiang family leave first, when he saw that the people who came were Princess Jiayang and Miss Lin from the Censorate.
"Wait, Aunt Jiang, wait!"
Everyone could only stop and watch them come closer. Jiang Wanyun also got out of the carriage.
"Princess, Miss Lin?"
Zheng Anhe and Lin Shutong dismounted, and the two ran to Jiang Wanyun. Zheng Anhe asked:
"Aunt Jiang, is Wanwan not coming back?"
Jiang Wanyun didn't know what to say.
"Maybe!"
Zheng Anhe knew that he had asked a stupid question. The emperor was in such a state that he slandered Prince Chen for treason, and now even the remains of Concubine Duanjin were lost. How could he come back?
Lin Shutong hurriedly stepped forward and handed the thing in his hand to Jiang Wanyun.
"Aunt Jiang, this is a little gift from An He and I. I hope you can bring it to Wan Wan. I hope she can come back to see us if there's a chance."
Jiang Wanyun felt a little warm in her heart, because her son Wan'er also had friends in Beijing.
"Okay, Auntie will thank you for listening to the evening."
"Take care, Aunt Jiang!"
"Thank you!"
After the Jiang family left, another rumor spread in the capital.
Some said that the emperor forced the Jiang family to leave, some said that the Jiang family left because the emperor wronged Prince Chen, and others said that the emperor dug up the tomb of Prince Chen's mother and still couldn't find the body, so the Jiang family was heartbroken and left.
Anyway, no one believed that Prince Chen would rebel. It was all a false accusation by others, but the emperor believed it and even dug up the prince's mother's grave. Such a thing is simply outrageous.
Moreover, someone directly stated that if anyone dared to dig up his mother's grave, even if that person was his brother from the same mother, he would kill him!
At this point, public opinion is completely one-sided, and those who create public opinion have already caught up with the large group in front!
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