Is Your Highness too tolerant towards these attendants?
After all, he was only five years old, so it was understandable that he was fooled.
As subjects, they could not sit idly by, which led to the "Memorial to the King".
The little fat boy saw the sincerity of the words and the depth of the friendship and agreed with them deeply.
However, this also reveals the anxious mood of some people.
For example, these ones.
First, the new emperor is young and hasn't even married yet, so he should prioritize academic matters. For the sake of the emperor, the little fat boy doesn't need to personally review memorials every day. Don't give such authority to eunuchs. Instead, have the ministers handle it for you, reviewing them every three days.
Secondly, the new emperor was young and easily deceived by treacherous officials, so their advice and memorials were carefully selected by the cabinet, and only those suitable for children to read were selected.
There are also several excuses that use the little fat boy's young age to impose more restrictions on him.
The last point was agreed upon by all the ministers who submitted the petition, which demanded that the fat boy immediately beat Jiang Yuanxing and Wu Zhonghe to death with a stick.
The memorial was outspoken, saying that Wu Zhonghe had been with His Majesty for too long and had been suppressed, and had suddenly gained power. He had colluded with Jiang Yuanxing, working together from within and without to deceive the emperor.
The little fat boy clenched the memorial tightly, almost tearing the last line into pieces.
If these two want to harm him, who in the world will love him?
They said they were clearing the court of evildoers, but in reality they were clipping his wings.
Mr. Pei had expected to see this scene a few days ago, and now he had indeed witnessed it.
Forcing himself to suppress his anger, the little fat boy kept the memorial without sending it out.
The cabinet asked again, and he refused again.
This went on for three times, forcing the man to take desperate measures.
Ying Cheng sat with a few others, gritting his teeth and saying, "The young emperor really doesn't know what's good for him. He treats my kind advice as a joke."
"He's only five years old, so it's only natural for him to be coaxed by someone close to him."
"Oh, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Now that he's dead, who can protect him? Precious wealth needs someone who is worthy of it."
"How do you want to be?"
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