In the General's Mansion in the east of Chang'an Town, it was not yet dawn, but the lights were already on in Mrs. Right's yard.
The right lady shook Feng Junhou, who was sleeping soundly, and called out.
Feng Junhou, who was sleeping soundly, turned over reluctantly and muttered:
"What time is it?"
"It's already midnight. Get up quickly. If you don't get up, you will be late."
"Yinshi?"
Feng Junhou's mind was in a state of stagnation, and the uncomfortable feeling coming from his body was urging him to continue falling asleep.
He didn't even realize when Yin Shi was.
After working hard for a long time with his right eye, he finally squinted open and glanced out the window. It was pitch black and the night was getting thicker.
"Yinshi? It's just Yinshi, what are you doing when you get up?"
Seeing that Feng Junhou was about to fall asleep again, Mrs. Right became anxious and pulled Feng Junhou desperately:
"Alang, you can't sleep anymore! Otherwise, it will be too late to go to court!"
"When the time comes, my sister will definitely blame me, saying that I don't know the general situation and delayed Alang's getting up..."
"Go to court?"
Suddenly hearing this extremely unfamiliar word, Feng Junhou felt as if he had missed something.
"Go to court!"
This word seemed to stimulate Feng Junhou, and his brain finally began to resume activity.
He turned over again and sat up like a corpse, "I want to go to court?"
"Today is the first time the emperor's brother-in-law has held a court meeting since he moved the capital to Chang'an. Alang is the general of Zhendong, so naturally he will go to court."
As the right lady spoke, she pushed Feng Junhou, "Come on, open your arms."
Feng Junhou was not fully awake yet, his expression was sluggish, and he sat motionless on the couch.
The right lady had no choice but to pull his arm and help him put on his underwear.
After struggling for a while, he threw the pants to him again and motioned for him to put them on himself.
He went to bed again and shouted outside:
"Amei, amei, bring the water in quickly."
The door creaked open, and the first person who came in was not Amei, but Mrs. Zuo.
Guan Xiaojunhou glanced at the room and frowned slightly:
"Why don't Alang come down yet?"
Feng Junhou, who was still a little hesitant at first, saw several of his wives and concubines pouring in, especially Mrs. Zuo's somewhat dissatisfied look.
He finally came to his senses and said while fastening his trousers:
"I was so sleepy that I forgot I had to go to court today."
Mrs. Zuo was immediately dissatisfied when she heard this: "How could you forget such a big event?"
At the same time, he signaled to Li Mu. Li Mu understood and quickly stepped forward to help Feng Junhou.
Amei was holding the toilet items and placing them one by one.
"Have you never been to court?"
Feng Junhou felt a little guilty and glanced at Ye Lu. Calculated by Yin hour, it was less than half past three.
Isn't it so damn difficult to be a Beijing official in ancient times?
In the past few months since the little fat man announced the relocation of the capital, there has never been a court meeting.
Until hundreds of officials from Hanzhong and Jincheng moved here one after another, Chang'an finally managed to set up a general framework.
Today is the first time that a court meeting has been officially held in Chang'an. It is of extraordinary significance and I don't dare to be late.
"You also know that you have never been to court, but you are still unwilling to get up early!"
While the right lady was chattering, she carefully looked over the court clothes prepared last night to avoid any omissions.
The Wu Bian crown decorated with a mink tail inlaid with gold and a jade cicada, a purple crown that can only be worn by princes, a seven-foot-long ribbon, a hook belt inlaid with white jade, a jade lace used to hold down the garment, and
There are ivory wat boards…
It is very complicated and expensive, and it is something that ordinary people can only hope to achieve in their lifetime.
Feng Junhou didn't say anything. He was letting Amei take care of him to wash up.
Following Mrs. Zuo, Lady Hua was curiously looking at the busy people in the room. When she heard Mrs. Right’s nagging, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud:
"It is really rare for an important official of the imperial court to become an official at the age of sixteen and reach the rank of General Zhendong. He has not been in court for more than ten years!"
Mrs. Zuo turned around and scolded:
"If you're still making sarcastic remarks here, go ahead and see if the food in the kitchen is ready? I won't be able to get down for two or three hours after I go to court."
"It was an ordinary court meeting for two or three hours!" Mrs. Right finished checking Feng Junhou's clothes for going to court and said, "Today is different!"
"Today is the day when the emperor awards ministers awards. In my opinion, at least it will be noon, and then Alang can have a palace banquet in the palace."
When the flower girl heard this, she stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
The right lady is still reminding you of the precautions: "But you can't eat too much before going to court. Otherwise, if you can't help it, it will be a loss of etiquette..."
Madam Zuo looked at Feng Junhou who had finished washing:
"Last night, Siniang taught Alang the etiquette of going to court. Did Alang remember all of it?"
"Remember, remember!" Feng Junhou responded, and at the same time he stretched out his arms to let Amei and Li Mu put on their court clothes. "I only remember this in the past few days."
Three days ago, the palace sent someone over to teach him the etiquette of going to court. He was probably afraid that his brother-in-law would not know the rules when he went to court for the first time.
After the people in the palace finished teaching him, Mrs. Right strengthened him again in the past two days to prevent him from making mistakes.
Feng Junhou remained motionless and allowed his two concubines to arrange his court clothes. He turned to look at Madam Zuo, winked and asked with a smile:
"General Zhengdong really doesn't want to go to court with me?"
Mrs. Zuo rolled her eyes at him angrily, snorted, and said, "Not interested."
Seeing that Alang was already at this time and still in the mood to joke and joke, the two concubines, who were a little nervous at first, couldn't help but smile and relaxed.
Also, Alang is the emperor's most trustworthy minister. Even if something goes wrong at the court meeting, the emperor will not blame him too much.
The worst that can happen is you'll be fined a little and go through the motions...
Is the Feng family still afraid of fines?
After putting on the court clothes, the chef also brought the food that had been prepared to the front hall under the supervision of Lady Hua.
After watching a group of wives and concubines busy with themselves, Feng Junhou's vanity was greatly satisfied.
When you are in a happy mood, your appetite will be good.
Once I have a good appetite, I want to eat two more bites.
Who would have expected that Mrs. Right would snatch the job from his hands with a snap of her hand:
"Didn't I just say that? Don't eat too much, just eat until you are full."
Mrs. Zuo also advised:
"What Si Niang said makes sense, Alang, please bear with me."
Amei brought another mouthwash tea. Feng Junhou had no choice but to take it and take a sip. He raised his head and made a few "gurgles" before spitting it into the basin.
Just as he was about to take another sip, he suddenly saw a servant coming to report:
"Your Majesty, General Zhao is here to visit."
"He is quite positive." Feng Junhou muttered, and then said, "Let him come in."
Zhao Guang is one of the very few people who can directly enter Feng Junhou's inner court.
At the same time, he is also someone who the Feng family’s wives and concubines do not have to avoid after coming in.
"Brother!"
Zhao Guang came in excitedly and saw the food on the table. He just picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth, then picked up a meat pie and took a big bite.
Unlike Feng Junhou who was wearing court uniform, Zhao Guang was fully armored, no different from preparing for battle.
After the emperor moved the capital to Chang'an, the only armored cavalry army in the Han Dynasty led by Zhao Guang was upgraded to the Imperial Guard and renamed the Tiger Cavalry Camp.
Their status is the same as that of the Northern and Southern armies. They jointly defend Chang'an on weekdays and go out in wartime.
Zhao Guang also became the general of the Chinese Army and served as the Central Military Commission, under Zhang Bao in Guanxing.
The military system of the Han Dynasty is divided into five armies, namely the front, rear, left, right and center armies.
The first commanders of the left and right armies were Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Ma Chao and Huang Zhong.
The Chinese army was personally led by the late Emperor Liu Bei, and the person who assisted in leading the Chinese army was Zhao Yun.
After the death of the late emperor, the prime minister took charge of state affairs. Most of the elite troops of the Han Dynasty were assigned to the central army and were under the control of the prime minister's office. The front, rear, left and right armies existed in name only.
It was not until Feng Junhou trained an elite Liangzhou army in Liangzhou that the Han army once again formed a Chinese-foreign military structure.
After the First World War in Guanzhong, the prime minister died, the emperor moved the capital, and Feng Junhou officially entered the core of power of the Han Dynasty as a minister.
In order to legitimately unify the command of the army, the Liangzhou Army also began to reorganize, and the main combat forces were converted on the spot into the Central Army stationed in the local area.
Otherwise, the Liangzhou army would have to return to Liangzhou and be put under the control of the Liangzhou governor's office. This would definitely not work.
The most elite foreign troops have been transformed into the central army. Now the foreign troops of the Han Dynasty are basically the battalions of the military governors of each county, and they are basically affiliated with the central army.
In today's Han Dynasty, government affairs are shared by the Shangshutai, but the daily military affairs of the Central Army and wars in various places are decided by the Zhendong General Mansion and then submitted to the emperor for decision.
Unless a major war breaks out, the emperor feels the need to hold a mass meeting and summon all ministers for public discussion.
Although Liu Yan, the chariot general, Wei Yan, the Zhendong general, and Wu Ban, the Zhenyuan general, are all above Feng Junhou.
But they are all missing one of the most critical rights: peace and order.
Although Ping Shangshu Shi is not the final decision-maker of the Shangshu Desk like Lu Shangshu Shi, his status as Ping Shangshu Shi allows him to participate in state secrets and even make his own suggestions.
Anyone with a discerning eye can guess that after today's reward, Feng Junhou will be able to legitimately control the domestic and foreign military.
But at this time, Feng Junhou frowned: "Eat slowly, no one will fight with you. Don't you have anything to eat in your house?"
Zhao Guang, who was drinking and eating, took another big mouthful of soy milk, then breathed a sigh of relief and replied:
"No, the one in my family has to take care of the child and hasn't slept well these days, so I came out quietly and didn't dare to disturb her."
Zhao Guang and Huang Wudie's second child is just over one year old, younger than Feng Yong's three youngest sons.
"Why don't you ask your servants to prepare it for you?"
"The food cooked by my servants is not as delicious as the food cooked at my brother's house. Anyway, my brother has to go to court today, so why not come to my brother's house to eat."
Zhao Guang said confidently.
Feng Junhou was too lazy to be angry with him. He stood up directly, took the Dawu Ben hat from the right lady and put it on:
"Eat less, His Majesty is hosting a banquet in the palace today, let's go!"
Outside the general's mansion, the personal guards were already waiting with lanterns.
Feng Junhou took the reins from the guard and mounted his horse.
"drive!"
"Tap tap tap..."
The personal guards protected Feng Junhou and began to move towards Weiyang Palace.
In Chang'an in October, it was the darkest time of the night, and it was quite chilly.
Especially when I was sitting on a horse, facing the wind, I felt a little cold pain on my face.
There was no other way. The Han Dynasty was a martial artist, and there was no official separation of civil and military affairs. In addition, now was not the time for a shortage of horses. Most of the ministers in the court rode horses.
Riding in a car is a sign of weakness and will be looked down upon.
"Brother, it's better to live closer to the palace. Fortunately, I woke up and built a courtyard not far from my brother's house. Otherwise, traveling at night would be difficult."
Zhao Guang rode his horse, came closer, and spoke.
After Zhao Yun's death, Zhao Tong inherited Zhao Yun's title.
Even if Zhao Guang splits off and forms another family.
Huang Wudie was already a wealthy woman, and Zhao Guang had been the second leader of the Xinghan Society in recent years, so she was not short of money.
In addition, his brother was responsible for the reconstruction work of Chang'an, so he was naturally one step ahead of others. He chose a good location not far from his brother's house and built a large yard.
But he still has a conscience after all.
After the yard was built, he only lived in one half, leaving the other half to his brother Zhao Tong and his mother Zhao Ma.
When the two brothers go back and forth, they don't have to go out at all. They can go directly through the courtyard gate, which is quite convenient.
Feng Yong glanced around. Under the chilly night, apart from seeing a few lanterns, he could only feel that there were people walking silently in the darkness.
"No matter how close you are, what's the use? You still have to get up in the middle of the night?"
Feng Junhou yawned, feeling sleep deprived and tears streaming down his face:
"Fortunately, it's every five days. If I had to go to morning every day, I might have to ask for sick leave."
When Zhao Guang heard this somewhat disrespectful remark, he didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed:
"If you really want to go to court so early every day, let alone brother, hey, no one can resist it!"
Otherwise, what is the Chancery Table used for?
The emperor also needs to rest!
The two of them were talking and before they knew it, they had arrived at the entrance of the palace.
At this time, the palace had not yet opened its doors, but the sudden increase in the number of lanterns reflected shadowy figures. It seemed that many ministers had come to wait in advance.
Zhao Guang did not get off his horse and said to Feng Junhou:
"Brother, go ahead. Little brother, go ahead."
He came here wearing armor, not to go to court, but to lead the men and horses of the Tiger Cavalry Battalion, to march in the palace, and to the left and right of His Majesty's path, while His Majesty's ministers entered the palace to attend court.
Coming here with Feng Junhou is actually acting as a guard along the way.
It's the first time to go to court again, and no one knows if there might be a thief with evil intentions.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
Feng Junhou waved his hand: "Go."
After Zhao Guang left, Feng Junhou got off his horse and walked towards the ministers in front of the palace under the guidance of the guards.
There was a chamberlain waiting somewhere for a long time. When he saw Feng Junhou appear, he rushed over first:
"Junhou, I've been waiting for you. Please come here."
"Um?"
Feng Junhou was a little confused and looked at the small yellow door in front of him.
"The monarch has a special status, how can I let you wait in front of the palace gate?" Xiao Huangmen explained with a smile, "There is a greenhouse next to it. The monarch can wait inside first. When the door opens, someone will lead the monarch into the palace first.
.”
Is there any VIP access?
Feng Junhou glanced at the ministers standing there with their necks hunched, and immediately felt a little ashamed of being out of touch with the masses.
"I'm sorry, please lead the way."
Feng Junhou said and gestured.
The guard understood and quietly stuffed a note into Xiao Huangmen's hand.
"Don't dare, don't dare, this is what the villain did as he was told. Lord, please, please!"
Xiao Huangmen suddenly became quite enthusiastic and bent even lower.