Just as several people in the Zhu Mansion were discussing going to Suzhou, Zhu Changluo, in the prince's mansion, had been frowning since Zhu Youjian left. He did not listen to Zhu Youjian's words at all, but the words that made people feel cold were enough to make him finally make his mind and plan to go to Fang Congzhe's mansion to invite him again.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Changluo decided to go to Fang Mansion. At this time, Fang Congzhe was the only one in the cabinet. If he left him, he really had no government orders and everything was not possible. But before going to Fang Mansion, Zhu Changluo was going to visit the British Duke's Mansion first.

Since the assassination of the British Duke and his son, Zhu Changluo has only sent someone to visit him. He has not yet been to the British Duke's Mansion. If it weren't for Zhu Youjian's words, Zhu Changluo would not have had such a plan.

Zhu Changluo asked someone to prepare supplements and took his close-fitting guard to the Duke of England's mansion first.

When Zhu Changluo got off the carriage in front of the Duke of England, Zhu Changluo met Zhang Zhiji who returned from Zhu Youjian's office. Zhang Zhiji was carried and sat on his feet. When he saw Zhu Changluo in front of the door, he hurriedly said, "I have seen Your Highness. Ziyu is injured and cannot salute him. I hope your Highness will forgive you." Although he heard that Zhu Changluo ordered Zhu Youjian to withdraw from the guard outside the door of the Fang Mansion, Zhu Youjian dared to lose his temper in front of Zhu Changluo, Zhang Zhiji did not dare to do this. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could not express his guilt.

Zhu Changluo waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. Recently, the state affairs have been heavy. When I heard that the Duke and Ziyu were assassinated, I was anxious, but I had been busy with affairs and could not come to visit earlier. Today, I had time, so I came to visit the Duke and Ziyu's injuries."

"Thank you for your concern. Ziyu is just a kind of physical injury. You can recover after recuperating for a while. But my father... Alas, when you go in and see, you will know that after you wake up from injury, you will be frowning all day long and depressed. I hope your prince can persuade my father." When talking about Zhang Weixian's injuries, Zhang Zhiji couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Changluo nodded and entered the Duke's Mansion with Zhang Zhiji.

When he arrived at Zhang Weixian's bed, the servant was feeding medicine to Zhang Weixian. Zhu Changluo stood aside and waited. His entourage wanted to remind the crown prince that he had come down, but was stopped by Zhu Changluo.

After Zhang Weixian finished the medicine, Zhu Changluo stepped forward and said, "Is the Duke better?"

Zhang Weixian turned his head and saw that the prince was coming, so he quickly wanted to get up, but let him work hard. Except for raising his head slightly, his body did not respond. Zhu Changluo hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Zhang Weixian and said, "Don't move, you must take care of your health."

Zhang Weixian tried his best and had to give up struggling. He looked at Zhu Changluo sitting on the edge of the bed. Zhang Weixian's eyes were very dim, "I'm sorry to come and visit the old minister, but the old minister was afraid."

Zhu Changluo said: "Why should you be polite to the Duke? You and I have been dependent on each other for many years. Now the Duke is in a sudden disaster. I should have come to visit the Duke earlier, but the affairs of the cabinet have been complicated recently. Mr. Fang Ge of the cabinet was distraught because of the loss of his son and was bedridden. No one was taking care of the affairs of the court. I was temporarily tied to the state affairs and couldn't escape, so I was dragged to visit the Duke today."

When Zhu Changluo said this, his eyes were motionless looking at Zhang Weixian, just to test Zhang Weixian's attitude when he heard that Fang Congzhe was mentioned. As he thought, when he mentioned Fang Congzhe's loss of his son, Zhang Weixian's eyes trembled, and when he mentioned that Fang Congzhe was ill in bed and no one was taking care of the affairs in the court, Zhang Weixian's expression changed again. In this way, Zhu Changluo felt much more clear in his heart. It seemed that the rumor that the death of Fang Congzhe's son Fang Shihong was indeed related to the British Duke.

Zhang Weixian sighed and said, "Now the old minister is a useless person. He actually has to work hard to come here in person. The old minister feels guilty."

Zhu Changluo said: "Don't belittle yourself. Even if the Duke is ill in bed, no one is more familiar with the Duke in Jingying. Today, I specially brought many high-quality ginseng to regulate the Duke in Guogong. After the Duke's injury improves, the Duke in Jingying still needs the Duke to help the Duke in helping him. The Duke in Guogong will be safe and he will not disturb the Duke in rest."

After saying that, Zhu Changluo took care of the quilt horn for Zhang Weixian, and then stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Weixian looked at Zhu Changluo and stood up. He hesitated for a moment and then suddenly said, "Your Highness..."

Zhu Changluo, who was about to leave, heard Zhang Weixian calling him, quickly turned around and asked, "Duke has something else to do?"

Zhang Weixian closed his eyes and frowned with a very painful expression. But after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Changluo with a firm look and said, "Your Highness, is there any trace of the assassination of the old minister?"

Zhu Changluo nodded and said, "According to the case file of Shuntian Prefecture, this matter was done by the Jurchens in detail. Now the case has been transferred to the Beizhen Prefecture Department. According to the memorial of the Jinyiwei, the assassination of the British Duke and the explosion at the Chengdong Temple Fair a few days ago was done by the same group of people, but the two murderers who escaped the net were escaped by them."

Zhang Weixian stared at Zhu Changluo and said, "The old minister has heard of the explosion at the Temple Fair in the east of the city in the past few days. I heard from Ziyu that the explosion also implicated the prince. Moreover, the prince also sent someone to surround the Fangfu gate with gunpowder. I wonder if your highness understands this matter?"

"I only found out after inquiring about this matter today. If Lord Fang had not entered the cabinet for many days to deal with government affairs, I might still be in the dark at this time."

"I think your highness knows why the prince surrounded Fang Mansion with gunpowder?"

At this time, Zhu Changluo heard Zhang Weixian's words and understood what Zhang Weixian wanted to say. He did not indicate anything else, but said lightly: "I know a little bit."

"What do you think about this matter?"

Seeing Zhang Weixian chasing him, Zhu Changluo had to tell the truth: "There is no conclusive evidence for this matter. This palace has asked the prince to remove both the man and the gunpowder."

Zhang Weixian continued to ask: "Who was the instructor of those Jurchens? Have you ever thought that the assassination of the old minister might also be related to the Fang Mansion?"

Seeing Zhang Weixian questioning aggressively, Zhu Changluo replied with a little unhappy: "I have already said that there is no conclusive evidence in the explosion in the temple fair in the east of the city, and the Jinyiwei is still investigating the case of the assassination of the Duke of China. The Duke of China is still investigating it. The Duke of China should have a good rest. Don't think too much. When the case is concluded, the Duke of China will definitely give the Duke an explanation."

Seeing Zhu Changluo's appearance, Zhang Weixian simply turned around and closed his eyes, no longer looked at Zhu Changluo, and still said, "The old minister speculated that after his highness left the old minister's mansion, he would go and ask Lord Fang to return to the court to manage the government?"

Zhu Changluo was a little patient when Zhang Weixian asked, so he simply said bluntly: "So what? Now there is no one in the court. Is this a blessing to let go of my identity and face, and go to the Fang Mansion to ask someone in person? The Duke of the State has been working with me for many years and has naturally understood the character of this palace. Do you want me to ignore the major affairs of the government just for personal anger?"

"Your Highness, don't be angry. The old minister has no intention. At this age, and now the old minister has become this kind of virtue. Whether or not venting personal anger is just a temporary pleasure. But has your noble thought that if Fang Congzhe really instructed the Jurchens to attack the old minister and the prince, then it means that Fang Congzhe and the Jurchens must have colluded. In this way, can the great affairs in the court still rely on Fang Congzhe?"

Zhu Changluo shook his head, his tone eased slightly and said, "I haven't thought about it, it's just a guess. Lord Fang has become the chief minister. Why does he still want to collude with the Jurchens? Does he want to rebel again? The Duke of the State and Lord Fang have been in the same court for many years, and should understand that Lord Fang has no such ambition."

Zhang Weixian turned his head again, looked over Zhu Changluo, looked at the entourage behind him, and then said to Zhu Changluo: "The old minister has something to tell His Highness alone."

Zhu Changluo followed Zhang Weixian's gaze and looked at the guard standing not far away, then waved his hand gently and said, "You wait outside first."

The follower responded "Yes" and turned around and left.

Zhu Changluo looked at Zhang Weixian and said, "What can you say now when the Duke of the State has something to do."

Zhang Weixian gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The old minister had something he had not told His Highness clearly before. The old minister knew about the death of Fang Congzhe's son Fang Shihong."

Zhu Changluo was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly: "Is this matter related to the Duke?"

"Although it was not done by the old minister, it was also involved. Your Highness still remembers that when the martial arts in the Beijing camp was performed, the old minister and Ziyu gave the first shot to Fang Congzhe? Fang Congzhe's son Fang Shihong died under the fire of that day."

Zhu Changluo asked, "Is it because Ziyu had someone tied up Fang Shihong and trapped under the cannon formation?"

Zhang Weixian shook his head with difficulty and said, "No, besides the old minister and Ziyu, the prince also knows this. As for who kidnapped Fang Shihong and who instructed him, the old minister didn't know, but the old minister, Ziyu and the prince had encouraged Fang Congzhe to bombard Fang Shihong while performing martial arts in the Beijing camp. Then, the old minister and Ziyu were assassinated, and the prince almost died in the explosion in the east of the city. In this way, will your highness think these are all coincidences?"

Zhu Changluo thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "In this way, these two cases may indeed be instructed by Fang Congzhe, but today I heard Chen Jingshi of the Inspectorate said that these two cases were done by the manager of the Fang Mansion colluded with the Jurchens. If the manager of the Fang Mansion had a deep relationship with Fang Shihong and knew that Fang Shihong's murder was related to you, it would be possible to collude with the Jurchens to commit these two cases in order to avenge the young master."

Hearing Zhu Changluo's words, Zhang Weixian sighed exhaustedly and said, "Your Highness exonerated Fang Congzhe like this, do you still want to deceive yourself now? What the old minister said was not to make your highness avenge for the old minister, but to hope that your highness could be wary of Fang Congzhe. If Fang Congzhe really dared to assassinate the old minister and the prince, would such a bold and reckless person dare not send someone to assassinate the crown prince in secret?"

Zhu Changluo said: "Why is Fang Congzhe trying to assassinate this palace? Lord Fang also supported this palace first during the dispute over the foundation of the country."

"Now it is no longer the same as before. Your Highness is the ruler, and the authority is in me. Fang Congzhe has angered Your Highness many times before, and now he has a grudge with the prince. It is inevitable that Fang Congzhe will not worry that His Highness will retaliate against him in the future. In order to protect himself, Fang Congzhe will naturally do something that takes risks. Since he has the courage to send people to assassinate the old minister and the prince, how could he mind being more bold?"

Zhu Changluo thought carefully for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "All this is just a guess. I don't think that the other side Congzhe is so brave. Besides, even if he really has this idea, how could this palace be able to succeed if he wants to attack? However, the Duke's words are not unreasonable. I thought of asking Fang Congzhe to return to the court first, and then start to add the cabinet. Nowadays, most court officials are obsessed with the leader of the other side Congzhe and disobey the palace. When the palace sits in the right position in the future, they will kill the chicken to warn the monkey. No matter whether the other side Congzhe really has a great rebellion, I will not allow him, but now I still need to rely on him to handle government affairs."
Chapter completed!