Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 141 Wenhua Hall, Line 1

Having learned of His Highness the Crown Prince's thoughts and figured everything out, Ma Wenxiang understood as well.

His visit to the Wenhua Hall has come to an end.

He then bowed again, and after finishing the ceremony, he silently left the place, returned to the darkness outside the Wenhua Hall, and went back to his own palace.

With Zhu Biao's warning.

If Ma Wenxiang still doesn't understand the situation and insists on interfering in palace affairs, many things can be done once, but not twice.

Even having just one chance is already quite remarkable.

The Zhu family had already shown him extraordinary kindness, and Ma Wenxiang should naturally be grateful.

After returning to Kunning Palace, Ma Wenxiang went to bed without saying a word.

Even so, within the palace, Su Qing'er and Sun Miaoran could roughly guess the situation; this trip was likely to be anything but smooth.

"It's all my fault."

Su Qing'er lowered her head with a guilty expression.

Sun Miaoran offered no comfort, and even looked at her with a hint of resentment.

After all, the blame should fall on the other party; otherwise, how could their master have ended up in this predicament?

It's good that things are as they were before. His Majesty is close to you, and His Highness the Crown Prince values ​​you. You will surely be able to achieve great things after leaving the palace, and may even enter the court as an official. Your future is bright, and you will rise to the top.

That meant he received double the favor, and not just from one emperor during the Hongwu era, but also from another emperor in the future.

It's truly rare to find someone who can mess up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Don't do it again."

Sun Miaoran slowly began to speak.

Su Qing'er lowered her head even more apologetically, looking at Ma Wenxiang who seemed to be fast asleep on the bed, and for a moment she was completely at a loss as to what to do.

At this point, it was too late for her to regret it.

Ma Wenxiang tossed and turned on the bed, his mind filled with only one thought: he must never again touch such matters of the previous dynasty, absolutely never again.

Otherwise, the next one to lose their head would probably be me. I haven't even married my first and second wives yet, I, Ma Wenxiang, cannot die, I absolutely cannot die.

Ma Wenxiang's will to survive is unusually strong.

During his visit to the Wenhua Hall, no matter how kind and gentle Crown Prince Zhu Biao was to him, the warning implied in his words was not outwardly apparent to Ma Wenxiang, but that did not mean he was truly without fear.

One careless move, and the emperor's wrath could cause a million corpses and rivers of blood to flow for miles; the crown prince's wrath could cause a hundred thousand corpses and rivers of blood to flow for miles.

But whichever it is.

There's a high chance that Ma Wenxiang won't have a good ending.

The saying goes, "Better to die for your friend than for yourself," since the people in this palace had already committed crimes.

Ma Wenxiang has already done everything he could to reach this point, which can be described as being extremely benevolent and righteous.

The rest are willing but unable to do so.

Ma Wenxiang was, most of the time, just a self-centered person. He never had any so-called destiny or historical mission, and it had nothing to do with him.

At least that's what Ma Wenxiang has always thought.

However, a few days later, the situation seemed to have changed again.

It was a small reporting office, and Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even need to get involved. Zhu Biao made a suggestion, and the matter was approved.

Subsequently, on the very first day the whistleblower office was established, it received a large number of whistleblowers, and also implicated many former officials.

"They've rebelled. These people are going to rebel."

Inside the Wuying Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately launched into a tirade of curses, his eyes filled with intense murderous intent, as if he were about to devour someone.

Looking at his old comrades, including Guo Ying, the Marquis of Wuding from the previous dynasty, and the names of other marquises, all of them were listed in the whistleblower's register.

At this moment, even with Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial temperament, he couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive.

The country has only been established for a few years, and these people are incredibly audacious, placing their own soldiers inside the palace.

What do they really want?

What exactly do you want?

Could it be that they want him, the emperor, to die so that they can all take the throne one by one?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes hardened with murderous intent, and he felt an urge to kill someone on the spot, and he would not listen to any advice.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Crown Prince Zhu Biao stopped him.

"Father, please calm your anger. These are merely a few marquises. I privately believe that we can temporarily suppress this matter and see if there are any other lawbreakers involved."

"Then investigate."

Upon hearing Zhu Biao's words, a fierce glint flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.

He spoke slowly through gritted teeth, as if he could also see the great changes that were about to unfold in the palace.

……

Within the capital city, at the residence of the Marquis of Wuding.

Guo Ying gritted her teeth and fled in panic.

Completely bewildered, he walked as if he were utterly dumbfounded.

That's right.

He had indeed placed spies within the palace, but he never expected that they would be discovered so quickly, especially since the spies had even identified themselves. It was truly an eye-opener.

The only saving grace is that he is probably not the only one who planted spies, so if anything happens, everyone will share the burden.

Perhaps only by ensuring that the law does not punish everyone can we overcome this current difficulty.

Immediately afterwards, one by one, the marquises began to gather in the Wuding Marquis's mansion. In addition to the Wuding Marquis, there were also the Changting Marquis, the Weining Marquis, the Dingyuan Marquis, and so on. Almost all of them were coming and going in and out of his mansion.

At this time, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had not yet been established, so such a secret service agency was not known to the court officials.

They do have that kind of shrewdness, after all, you and I were both so-called roughnecks back then.

"What should we do now?"

Guo Ying asked the crowd.

The other marquises were all speechless for a while, but although they didn't know the answer, they had a general idea in their hearts.

The more people involved in this matter, the better.

Only in this way can they survive.

But who gets dragged into this seems to have become a big deal.

Without a second thought, Marquis Changting spoke first: "The heads of the six palaces, Duke Xu Da of Wei, Duke Li Shanchang of Han, Earl Liu Bowen of Chengyi, and Hu Weiyong, as well as others, anyone who can be implicated, will not be let off the hook."

"We made a huge fuss about this, and that's how we managed to survive. Otherwise, we would have certainly died."

Marquis Changting spoke with a fierce expression. The remaining people hesitated for a moment, but Marquis Changting seized the opportunity and shouted angrily, "Do you all still expect His Majesty to let us go at this point?"