"Your Majesty, the Emperor was once the lord of our Ming Dynasty. He was benevolent and decisive, and no one else could compare with him. After that, he went through many hardships, and his mind became stronger, and none of the ministers could compare with him. Moreover, the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince are direct blood relatives.
The Emperor is responsible for educating His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with the intention that when the Crown Prince inherits the throne in the future, he will not make the same mistakes as in the past. All the ministers feel the Emperor's deep affection for licking the calf after such painstaking efforts..." Kneeling under the jade steps.
Lao Wang Zhi still acted as the initiator, holding his head high, looking at the furious Zhu Qiyu standing in front of the dragon case, and answered loudly word by word.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the direct bloodline of the Supreme Emperor. As the saying goes, if the son does not teach, the father and the son will blame. The Emperor has now abdicated, and he is determined to educate the Crown Prince himself, which is to fulfill his father's responsibility. Besides, the only one under the Supreme Emperor's knees is His Highness the Crown Prince.
, The Crown Prince is a human son and should fulfill his filial piety. However, the Crown Prince is in the capital, while the Supreme Emperor is far away in Xuan Mansion, which is not in line with filial piety." Zheng Neng, the right commander of the Central Military Governor's Mansion, also worshiped at the foot of the steps, and said in a deep voice
Advise.
All the civil and military officials in the palace, except for Wang Wen and a few other ministers who were still standing, almost all prostrated themselves at the foot of the steps. Even Yu Qian also prostrated himself on the ground at this moment. "Your Majesty, humans are not grass and trees. Who can be ruthless?
The way of benevolence and filial piety is respected by our country. All dynasties have followed it. Now the emperor wants to teach it to the crown prince himself. This is the blessing of our Ming Dynasty. Why should your majesty insist on it?"
"Enough! I am the Emperor of Heaven. If I say no, it can't be done!" Zhu Qiyu's roar resounded through the palace again. "Don't forget that you are the ministers of the Emperor of Heaven. You are my ministers, not the one far away.
The subordinates of the Supreme Emperor of Xuanfu, why do you always speak for him?!"
Yang Hong, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Army's Left Command, said in a voice as loud as a bell, neither humble nor arrogant, neither happy nor angry: "Your Majesty's words are absurd. I am indeed your Majesty's ministers, but more importantly, I am an official of the Ming Dynasty. We will do our best."
This is due to the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty. There is no selfish intention at all. I hope your Majesty will investigate it carefully."
Seeing these officials, who represented the most important people in the court, accusing him of his faults, Zhu Qiyu felt that his chest could not help but feel a little tight, his head felt so painful, and the courtiers in his eyes seemed to have turned into monsters.
He pushed Na Xing'an who was nervously coming to support him and staggered, and slammed his big hand on the sandalwood dragon table. "You, are you threatening me?"
"Your Majesty, I don't dare to have any thoughts. I only ask Your Majesty to fulfill the Emperor's wishes, so that his flesh and blood will not be separated, so that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's benevolence and filial piety can be fulfilled." Hu Hu, the Minister of Rites, is always old, but his head is still very flexible.
Just grasp a little bit, that is the way of benevolence and filial piety.
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Throughout the ages, governing the country with benevolence and religion has been the tradition of the Chinese nation. From the people to the emperors, no one dares not to follow it. Anyone who dares not to follow it will be criticized by thousands of people, and everyone in the world will stab him in the back.
This is why in the Tang Dynasty, after Tang Suzong usurped the throne of his father Tang Xuanzong, he respected him as the Supreme Emperor, and then did not dare to be negligent. Even Tang Taizong did not dare to treat his father Tang Gaozu after he usurped the throne.
His father was slightly disrespectful.
Although the Emperor is awesome, he is not as good as righteousness, and he is not as good as tradition. And no one dares to say that this tradition has been respected by the Chinese people for thousands of years.
"The way of benevolence and filial piety..." Zhu Qiyu gritted his teeth and chewed these four words fiercely, as if he wanted to bite these four words into pieces, chew them up, and swallow them into his stomach in order to relieve his hatred.
Zhu Qiyu's close ministers, headed by Wang Wen, all looked as ugly as a group of patients with severe constipation. Their eyes were confused and they didn't know where to look. They were also struggling in their hearts because they really didn't know whether to stand up and fight for it.
When you speak today to express the opinions of yourself and others that are inconsistent with the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty? Should you stand with the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, or should you continue to remain neutral with an attitude of silence.
In the main hall, at this time, except for the clearly audible breathing, there was no extra sound. Zhu Qiyu looked at the civil and military ministers who were prostrate on the ground, seemingly respectful, but in fact they were not of the same mind as him, and he felt hatred in his heart.
, if converted into a sharp watermelon knife, these hundreds of people would still have something left after stabbing ten of them in the belly.
What should I do? Looking at this situation, these civil and military ministers seem to want to fight with me today. Do I want to give in? Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but flashed this idea in his mind. He immediately rejected it. No, he belongs to the Ming Dynasty.
Emperor, long live today.
As the supreme ruler of the Ming Dynasty, why should I give in to these guys again and again?
However, every time he made a concession, Zhu Qiyu felt that he had suffered unprecedented humiliation. Yes, why should he, the emperor of heaven, make concessions instead of ministers like them who should obey his will?
The Supreme Emperor, what happened to the Supreme Emperor? If he is just a puppet, why do you guys still want to speak for him? Just because that guy shed a few tears and played a few tricks after the Tumubao Incident.
Go crazy, do you really think of him as a wise king who needs to be remembered every day?
Zhu Qiyu suddenly let out a sinister sneer, patted the extremely heavy sandalwood dragon case with his hand, and scanned the ministers in the palace with his eyes like knives, his voice was cold and cold. "What am I? You, tell me,
Who is sitting here right now? Is it the Supreme Emperor, or me?!"
"Of course it is you, Your Majesty." Yu Qian quickly replied: "You are the emperor of our Ming Dynasty and the Lord of our Ming Dynasty whom we respect."
Zhu Qiyu sneered and asked: "Is it me? Why do I feel that the person sitting in this position is not me, but you, all the officials in the court?!"
After hearing this, all the civil and military ministers quickly buried their heads lower. Zhu Qiyu's words were really heartbreaking. "Your Majesty, forgive me. I will die ten thousand times, and I will never dare to do it."
This thought."
"Really? But don't forget, I didn't care about this throne. At that time, it was you, the civil and military ministers of the DPRK, who pushed me to this chair. It was you who forced me to sit on this chair.
I became the emperor of the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Qiyu roared again regardless of his image. "After that, you forced me again and again. Now, you stand up and say such things again. What do you mean? Do you think that I
Are you not qualified to be the emperor of tomorrow?! Tell me!"
The civil and military ministers were all dumbfounded. They really didn't expect that Zhu Qiyu would be so crazy that he could even say such words. For a moment, the civil and military ministers were dumbfounded. There was an awkward silence in the main hall, except for the support case.
Standing Zhu Qiyu's breathing was echoing like a broken bellows.
At this time, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside the palace: "The Empress Dowager has arrived!..."
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***: The number of words is a little less, mainly because I have to be cautious about the small climax. I am not satisfied after writing a lot, so I hope you can understand if it is a little less.
