Two hundred and sixty-seven: The minister has this play!
Jia Jing thought with an expressionless face. After a while, when the morning sun slowly filled the sky, and the fiery red light tore through the last trace of darkness, she heard several clear whips in the distance.
So the officials began to walk inside, crossed the Jinshui Bridge one by one, and walked straight to the Danqi of Fengtian Gate. They stood facing each other on both sides of the imperial road according to their respective positions and waited. Then they saw a supervisory censor standing out, holding a hug.
Holding the wat tablet in his hand, he walked to the side and stood expressionless. He was responsible for supervising the morning court of all officials.
Anyone who coughs, spits, is crowded, disheveled, or even trotting will be recorded in his notebook...
Baiguan didn't even dare to speak loudly or whisper to each other, let alone take a nap, because if he wrote it down, he might be slapped... If he was beaten with a stick because of his direct remonstrance, it would be nothing.
, it would be so embarrassing if you were slapped because you spit in the palace or took a nap or touched a fish for a while!
So under normal circumstances, everyone is very considerate and stands waiting to go to court. There is no one who wants to try the words and care from the supervisory censor. These officials don't have much power or power.
Xiao, even the emperor here can complain whenever he wants, so no one wants to provoke these toads.
The censors themselves knew this, so they didn't pay much attention to such formal things. The same was true for the censor. He was bored and thinking about which new store he and his colleagues would go to after the court.
Should I be cool and unrestrained in Linchunfang, or should I go home and favor the concubine I just bought?
He was happily distressed. At this time, the morning sun shed some warm sunshine. The censor could not help but sigh in his heart: "Another beautiful and peaceful day with nothing to do... huh?"
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Then his expression suddenly became serious, my dear! Someone dares to behave inappropriately in front of me when I'm on duty? You've hit me hard!
When the censor picked up his pen, he was about to write something down in his notebook, "Let me see who you are! Oh, you are standing quite close to the front, big fish! I like to impeach big fish the most! What are you wearing?"
Son......
Jia Jing secretly looked back at him, her expressionless face seemed to have a glimmer of coldness in her eyes, and the censor's perverted and sinister expression froze for an instant.
Hiss! It seems... a little too young? What he is wearing is... a flying fish suit?! The censor almost choked to death on his own saliva! Such a young high-level martial artist
That's all, still wearing the flying fish suit given by the emperor?
It’s true that he likes hard bones and big fish, but he doesn’t like hard bones that can break his teeth! Such a person can use his kneecaps to realize that such a small problem as being disrespectful in front of the palace is just a joke in front of others! So the emperor
Shi was not prepared to make himself unhappy, so he quickly averted his gaze.
It’s just that you didn’t bring a wat board, you’re a military commander! It doesn’t matter whether you bring it or not! The censor forced himself to comfort himself, and after Jia Jing noticed that the censor changed his gaze, the obviously threatening expression slowly disappeared.
, turned his head expressionlessly and waited for the rising.
After waiting for a short time, I heard the unique shrill voice of the chamberlain: "Your Majesty has arrived! Play music!" Then the musicians from the Bell and Drum Department on the left and right sides of the steps began to play magnificent palace music, and the majesty slowly walked out of the pillars of the palace gate.
Two rows of "big Han generals" were dressed in full armor, holding golden axes, golden staffs, golden melons and other ritual objects in their hands.
After the generals of the Han Dynasty, there were several Jinyi Guardsmen from the Luanyi Division, holding five umbrella covers, four groups of fans and the like, ascending Danqi from the left and right sides, and stood behind the throne called the Golden Platform.
Immediately after, there were two emissaries, one holding an umbrella cover and standing on the seat, the other holding weapons and equipment, assorted with two fans, standing in the middle of the back of the seat, and the imperial guards in Jinyi trotted to both sides of the civil and military officials to hold swords.
And stand.
After everything was arranged, there were three more whips, and then Emperor Yongxi came belatedly in front of everyone's attention, and slowly walked to the throne in the middle of the eaves of the Fengtian porch. I don't know why Jia Jing always felt that Emperor Yongxi was the emperor.
He glared at himself, but quietly raised his head and found that Emperor Yongxi still looked majestic and expressionless.
After Emperor Yongxi sat firmly on the throne and signaled to the officials of Honglu Temple on the side, the officials of Honglu Temple sang loudly: "Hundred officials enter the court!"
So the civil and military officials walked up the imperial road. After standing still, the officials of Honglu Temple continued to sing: "Kow!" Then the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted: "See Your Majesty!" There is no need to shout Long Live Long Live.
That thing is too flattering, and only a female emperor like Wu Zetian can figure it out. Now everyone just shouts festively during the Chinese New Year. Normally, they don’t shout. They are all figures, and they have to be proud...
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After bowing three times and kowtowing, Emperor Yongxi said in a deep voice: "Everyone is at peace!" Then all the officials stood up and stood on both sides. At this time, the affairs of the imperial court officially began. Is it cumbersome? Is it complicated? During the Taizu Dynasty, every day
You have to play like this once...
Nowadays, it is only done once during the lunar calendar. During the rest of the time, everyone is doing business in their respective yamen. The emperor will only summon people such as Ge Laojunji to discuss matters.
After being promoted to the dynasty, it is not like in the movies and TV series, where the eunuch is asked to shout: "If you have a foundation, you will play early, if you don't have a foundation, you will retire." How could such a large empire not have a foundation to play... Yongzheng in the previous life
At that time, those officials had to tell Yongzheng about trivial matters, such as the weather is nice today, the minister sent some mangoes to His Majesty, it tastes great, you can try it, etc...
It's just that the memorials must be submitted in order. The first batch of people to submit the memorials first are the officials who are about to leave the capital, or the feudal officials or foreign envoys. They usually submit the memorials first, and the emperor just gives a few random instructions.
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You don’t just have to run out on your own to perform the memorial. The officials of Honglu Temple must guide you out of the class train and then guide you where to kneel. If the person who performs the memorial has a weak voice or the voice is unpleasant or not loud enough, there will be a special
An official from Honglu Temple came forward. Such officials usually have beautiful voices and looks, and recited his memorial for the official.
After dismissing the first batch of officials as a matter of routine, Emperor Yongxi said in a deep voice: "My dear friends, I have a book to share!"
Among the civil servants, people kept coming out to write memorials, some discussing internal affairs, some discussing state affairs, and some impeaching someone. No matter what they were doing, in short, after one person presented a memorial, a group of people would definitely respond, and then
There must be another group of people standing up to oppose it.
Political and national affairs were fine, and everyone was more or less civilized and decent. When it came to impeachment, everyone lost their face and spat was flying all over the sky! They were so noisy that their faces were red and their necks were thick. It seemed that if it weren't for the Jinluan Palace, everyone would be eager to masturbate.
The sleeves are full of "their mother's".
Jia Jing watched there with great interest. On the other hand, the generals here were watching the monkeys quietly. Jia Jing couldn't help but sigh: China has its own national conditions. Literary people love martial arts, and military people worship literature...
Turning around, I found that Emperor Yongxi was always sitting on the golden platform with an expressionless face. He seemed to be ignoring the chaotic situation below, but in fact he was always in control of the overall situation, adjusting the rhythm from time to time, and finally achieving a clever balance for everyone.
Jia Jing couldn't help but be fascinated. It wasn't until Emperor Yongxi shouted for the third time: "Is there another copy?" Jia Jing raised her head and said: "I have a copy!"
Then she was startled by her own voice. In a quiet situation, Jia Jing's voice was extremely high-pitched, as if she was speaking out of anger.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the new rich man of Yan Dynasty. Jia Jing stood up with a resolute face. Hong Zhixun's ministers couldn't help but frown secretly, while the founding fathers were a little worried.
When the civil servants who had not finished arguing just now saw Jia Jing looking like this, they all secretly sighed that as a powerful man, he was so proud! Good! What a good son! He doesn't look like a warrior, so he should be my famous disciple, what a pity!
What a pity!
Who would have known that Jia Jing was actually panicking at this time. She had just been obsessed with learning from Emperor Yongxi. In this panic, she blurted out something, and her face was inevitably a little stiff...
Emperor Yongxi couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows slightly when he heard Jia Jing's "angry" tone, but he still nodded expressionlessly, so Dai Quan nodded to the officials of Honglu Temple with a wry smile in his heart.
The officials of Honglu Temple led Jia Jing out of the procession with admiration on their faces and knelt down, saying, "Uncle Jingwu, can I wait for you to declare on your behalf?"
Jia Jing was a little stiff and said: "No need!" But in the eyes of the Honglu Temple officials, Jia Jing was extremely solemn at this time, which was more important than the matters involved, so the Honglu Temple officials did not dare to delay, so they
He nodded and stepped back.
Jia Jing took out the memorial from his arms and read it out in a straight and clear manner: "Your Majesty! Jia Jing, Uncle Jingwu, begins the memorial!"
"Your Majesty, I am not abandoned by Your Majesty. I dance like an elephant and serve in the army. I am entrusted with important responsibilities. I often think and sigh, and sleep hard at night. I am afraid that I will betray the divine grace, make people laugh in all directions, betray the great grace above, shame the common people below, and fall into the power of our ancestor Ning Rong.
, ranked among my world-famous generals!"
"I am lucky to be invited by God, God bless my emperor, God bless the Great Yan, I am lucky enough to be granted the title of Jingwu Bo, and I can repay Shanshan's kindness. Even so, it is difficult to defeat the chance that His Majesty will appreciate the kindness..."
Song Qing, the Duke of Qi, slightly lowered his eyes, while Wu Kui, the Duke of Jing, frowned and became more and more anxious. The military commander's sensitive sense of smell made him immediately feel that Jia Jing was not holding back any good ideas in this memorial!
Naturally, the founding fathers all expressed their displeasure with Yourong for some unknown reason, but the reaction from the civil servants was mediocre. It was common sense to start the memorial by calling the emperor, and they didn’t think what Jia Jing said was anything special. They just stood there.
Jia Zheng in the back was a little worried, what kind of trouble is Brother Jing trying to do...
Jia Jing continued to read aloud as if unaware: "When Yulin's army was in trouble, I came up with a plan..."