Li Shimin's words had some effect, at least Zhu Youjian stood up bravely after listening.
Wang Cheng'en, he said, go to the State Grandfather's house and borrow that calligraphy and painting!
Fang Er said with a smile, Lao Yang, you take two brothers and accompany Eunuch Wang. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to borrow it.
Ge Lao Yang stepped forward two steps and saluted, "Yes!"
Then he selected two soldiers to accompany him, dragging Wang Cheng'en out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The imperial guards outside the hall saw Wang Cheng'en walking out with a pair of bruised eyes and immediately became vigilant.
Eunuch Wang, are these people problematic?
Wang Cheng'en quickly explained, Hahahaha, it's nothing, it's nothing. I accidentally hit a pillar. You can rest.
After speaking, he led Ge Lao Yang and the others out of the palace without looking back.
Those imperial guards were bewildered.
His nose was fine, but his eyes were swollen like a panda. How did he hit it?
In the hall, Fang Er looked at Zhu Youjian, had an idea, and then spoke.
Your Majesty, how about a grand court meeting tomorrow?
Li Shimin, knowing that he was not talking to himself, sat on the dragon throne to watch the fun.
Zhu Youjian asked somewhat confusedly, "Why?"
Fang Er smiled slightly, Tomorrow, do as I say, and I will help you sweep away all the garbage in the court!
Aren't you worried about the national treasury being empty? I'll help you get money and get the military expenses for the three borders all at once, do you want it?
Zhu Youjian had never been wealthy since his enthronement. How could he not be tempted to hear this? So he asked excitedly, Can you reveal a little bit?
Fang Er did not answer, got up and walked towards the imperial desk, picked up the vermilion brush, wrote a few slips of paper, and handed them to Zhu Youjian.
Come, Your Majesty, please sign it, and you can watch the fun tomorrow.
Looking at the contents of the slips of paper, Zhu Youjian's eyes widened.
You, you, you, what are you doing?
Li Shimin slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Zhu Youjian and shouting.
You greedy pig, why do you have so much nonsense? Sign it when my good son-in-law tells you to! If you talk any more nonsense, I'll beat you again!
Zhu Youjian couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Damn it, a bunch of thugs!
Thugs!
But looking at the AK47s on everyone, and thinking of the four strange vehicles with cannons outside, he could only choose to submit to their power.
Don't, don't hit, I, I'll sign it~
He signed his imperial name on the slips of paper, then stamped his seal, and carefully handed them back to Fang Er.
Fang Er flicked the slips a few times, walked to Cao Huachun, and took out a lollipop from his pocket.
After peeling off the wrapper and shoving it into Old Cao's mouth roughly, he looked at him and smiled.
Eunuch Cao, if I remember correctly, you are the supervisor of the Eastern Depot now, right?
Cao Huachun nodded blankly.
He was fifty-one years old and had just submitted his resignation a few days ago, requesting to return to his hometown to live in retirement.
According to the rules, Zhu Youjian had to try to retain him three times before he could leave the palace.
Today, he had just completed the second retention process. If he refused the final retention tomorrow, he could leave the palace.
He did not expect to be beaten into this state the day before leaving the palace.
Touching his face, which was swollen like a pig's head, how could he go back to see people like this?
Fang Er ignored what he was thinking and continued beside him, Since that's the case, please have someone send this slip of paper out.
One copy for the Eastern Depot, one for the Imperial Guards.
If your loyalty to Zhu Youjian is as I understand it, I advise you to do as it says and not play any tricks.
Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards Zhu Youjian. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a beating just now.
Zhu Youjian, hearing this, quickly instructed, Grand Eunuch Cao, do everything as he says.
Cao Huachun looked at Zhu Youjian, then at Fang Er, and finally gritted his teeth and accepted the task.
A short while later, Ge Lao Yang and Wang Cheng'en returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Fan Fucui saw the calligraphy and painting in Wang Cheng'en's hand and said quickly, Quick, Eunuch Wang, let me see!
After getting the calligraphy and painting, he spread it flat on the floor tiles, placed it next to the one Li Shimin had written, propped up his buttocks, and lay on the ground, carefully examining every detail of the handwriting.
Fang Er, seeing him squinting, took out a pair of reading glasses and handed them over.
Duke Fan, come, try wearing these.
When Fan Fucui saw the glasses, he was instantly excited.
These things had appeared in the late Ming Dynasty, but they were very expensive, and even a clean official like him could not afford them with his lifetime savings.
He got up from the ground, thanked Fang Er with a bow, and then took the glasses and put them on his nose.
Lying on the ground again to examine the subtle details of the handwriting, it was indeed much clearer than before.
After a comparison, he looked at Li Shimin in shock: You, you, you are really Emperor Taizong?
Zhu Youjian and Cao Huachun were petrified when they heard him say this.
Were all these people saying earlier really true?
Li Shimin smiled and nodded, Genuine!
Fan Fucui said, I heard from unofficial histories that Emperor Taizong had a mushroom-shaped birthmark on his backside, one inch square. Can you let me see it?
This time, Fang Er was stunned. He had seen the birthmark on Li Shimin's backside.
He didn't expect unofficial histories to even have this legend?
Damn it, who was this bored fellow who spread it?
Military officials definitely wouldn't spread this, so who was it?
Could it be the concubines in the palace?
Hiss~~~~
Fang Er seemed to have figured out the truth, and his gaze towards Li Shimin was full of sympathy.
Li Shimin's expression became increasingly dark. Li Ke pointed at Fan Fucui and said, "Presumptuous!"
How dare you spread palace affairs, the dragon's backside is not something you can just look at~~?
Slap!
Before he could finish speaking, Li Shimin slapped him on the back of the head: You shut up for me!
Li Ke looked confused, What did I say wrong??
Fang Er couldn't help but chuckle beside him, and even Ge Lao Yang and the others quickly turned their heads away, their shoulders shaking constantly.
The next moment, Li Shimin said to Fang Er, This old man, is he not a corrupt official?
Fang Er quickly nodded, I won't comment on Duke Fan's abilities, but his loyalty is unquestionable.
Fan Fucui, hearing this, was almost moved to tears.
Among the four Grand Academicians, although they were all beaten, the other three were all described as incompetent, corrupt, and fawning by Fang Er.
Now, when it came to him, his loyalty was unquestionable. How could this not make him excited?
Li Shimin nodded slightly, hesitated for a long time, and then beckoned Fan Fucui, Come with me!
After speaking, he took him behind a screen on the side of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.