Following the small yellow door into the greenhouse, I realized that someone had already arrived earlier than me.
Liu Yan, Wei Yan, and Jiang Wan were all present. In addition to these three people, there were two young princes, who were the younger brothers of the current emperor of the Han Dynasty, King Liu Yong of Ganling and King Liu Li of Anping.
When several people saw Feng Yong coming in, they had different reactions.
Jiang Wan acted as matchmaker for Feng Junhou twice, and Feng Junhou took the initiative to transfer the government affairs under the jurisdiction of Zhendong General Mansion to Shangshutai.
In exchange of etiquette, Jiang Wan would also send someone to notify Feng Junhou of important decisions made by the Chancellor.
Therefore, the two of them cooperated happily and had a good understanding.
It's just that among the people here, although Jiang Wan has a lot of power, he is the lowest in official position.
Therefore, before the few people in front of him said anything, he could only smile and nod to Feng Junhou as a greeting.
Wei Yan and Feng Junhou had always had bad feelings. It was well known that Wei Yan had no friends in the court anyway.
So when I saw Feng Junhou, I just glanced at him and never looked at him seriously again.
Feng Junhou was not in the mood to care about him. He just took a few steps forward and saluted Liu Li and Liu Yong:
"Chen Yong, pay homage to your two highnesses."
On the day of Feng Junhou's wedding, these two brothers were sent by the emperor to Zhendong General's Mansion to congratulate him on his behalf, so they were no strangers to Feng Junhou.
Compared with Liu Li who was a little nervous, the older Liu Yong seemed calmer. He quickly pulled Liu Li to stand up and helped Feng Junhou:
"General Zhendong, there is no need to be formal, please get up quickly."
On the contrary, Liu Yan, who had the least dealings with Feng Junhou, had the most enthusiastic attitude:
"General Zhendong is here? Come on, come on, sit here."
Feng Junhou thanked Liu Yan, and then said apologetically:
"I'm so sleepy that I can't get up for a while, but I'm a step late. I'm so ashamed!"
Among these people, Liu Yan was the eldest. Wei Yan and Jiang Wan were not much different in age, but they were both older than their ears.
Feng Junhou, however, was standing tall and was the last one to come over. Although he didn't mean to do so, his appearance did not make sense.
Unexpectedly, Liu Yan smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. We are all old. When we are old, we have trouble sleeping at night. I often wake up several times at night. I don't know how much I envy you that you can sleep peacefully at night."
Although Liu Yan was in a high position, he had never participated in state affairs and had no real power at all.
If according to his previous thoughts, his son could inherit his title in the future and maintain some dignity, that would be the end of it.
He never thought that after his son joined the Xinghan Society, many changes would occur in his family. Liu Yan was first surprised, then delighted, and finally laughed from ear to ear.
He is a person who likes luxury and enjoyment. There are dozens of performers in his family who specialize in singing and dancing. Just raising these performers is not a small sum of money.
During the late emperor's time, the rewards were generous, so there was no need to worry about making ends meet.
For example, the late emperor once rewarded the prime minister with as much as "500 catties of gold, a thousand catties of silver, fifty million coins, and a thousand pieces of brocade."
But after the First World War in Yiling, the national situation was so difficult that even the imperial court tightened its belt, so how could there be any reward?
Most of the fields in Shu are in the hands of local aristocratic families. Even the founding fathers did not have much land!
Otherwise, Liu Yan would not have lowered his status, even lost his face, and planned to use the big to bully the small and take advantage of the Xinghan Hui's business that had just started.
I just didn't expect it. I thought I was just trying to catch a country turtle, but I didn't expect that my hand would be bitten by Fu Kun, and even my son would be hurt.
Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, my son is a promising man, and later on he was actually willing to bow to Mr. Feng and join the Xinghan Society. He is truly a capable man.
Facts have proved that Liu Jiazi really took the right path. Otherwise, how could he be the governor of Jiuyuan today?
The barbarians in the border areas are all well-known and vying to please them.
Compared with the past, it is truly heaven and earth.
The family has a steady stream of income and their son has a bright future abroad. How can he stop Liu Yan from being so enthusiastic about Feng Junhou?
And what he said was indeed correct.
After all, as we age, it is normal to sleep lightly, wake up easily, and wake up frequently.
Not to mention that Liu Yan’s family has so many domestic tricksters, and the amount of kidney consumption, cough, puts a lot of pressure on the kidneys.
What Liu Yan didn't expect was that his words would annoy Wei Yan, who was sitting alone.
"Old man Liu, you are old and useless, what do you have to do with others? Do you think everyone is the same as you, unable to sleep at night? I slept very soundly!"
The feud between Wei Yan and Liu Yan was even worse than that between Wei Yan and Feng Junhou.
The reason is also very simple.
Because in Wei Yan's view, Liu Yan was just relying on his status as a veteran, and he was able to rank above him even though he had not made any achievements.
How could Wei Yan, who was naturally dignified, look good on Liu Yan?
As for Liu Yan, despite his pleasant appearance toward Feng Junhou, he is actually paranoid and aggressive.
Otherwise, historically, we would not have brought disaster on ourselves and ended up abandoning the market.
Liu and Wei had a big quarrel in public places in the early years, but it ended with the Prime Minister mediating and asking Liu Yan to apologize to Wei Yan.
There was nothing Wei Yan could do against Feng Mingwen, who held great power, but it was different against Liu Yan, who had a false name but no real power.
Liu Yan had heard about Wei Yan's loss. When he heard Wei Yan's scolding words, his face changed and he felt secretly resentful.
However, he did not dare to reply in the end. He could only pretend that he had not heard anything and continued what he had said before, saying to Feng Junhou:
"Besides, the prince is valued by the emperor and shares the emperor's worries. Especially these days, when the Liangzhou Army is integrated into the Chinese Army, isn't it very hard for the prince?"
"So, the Lord works much harder than us useless old thieves. It's normal to sleep a little."
Damn it!
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Feng Yong and Wei Yan, even Jiang Wan who was sitting in the corner watching the show couldn't help but look at Liu Yan seriously.
This word...
It was like stabbing General Zhendong in the heart!
General Zhendong is in charge of military affairs, while General Zhendong sleeps at leisure. Doesn't this mean that General Zhendong is a useless old thief?
How could Wei Yan endure this?
Anger arose in his heart, and he stood up with his sword suddenly in his hand, glaring at Liu Yan with an expression that was as if he was biting someone:
"Old thief, who are you talking about?"
Feng Junhou, who had not yet sat down, stared at him and stood up straight. He subconsciously pressed the hilt of his sword and looked at Wei Yan:
"Mr. Wei..."
After completing these actions reflexively and halfway through speaking, Feng suddenly realized that there seemed to be no one around him!
To be precise, there is no escort.
The most important thing is that Guan Xiaojunhou did not follow.
I don’t know where Zhao Guang’s human shield is now...
Realizing this, Feng Junhou suddenly broke into a cold sweat on this autumn night.
"General Wei, this is in front of the palace, and your two highnesses are still here. What are you planning to do?"
You can't beat him if you fight, but you can't lose his momentum.
Looking at Wei Yan's appearance, Feng Junhou was a little worried. If you really dare to take action, let's see how my Xijun can help me take revenge.
Besides, today is the day when the emperor awards ministers awards, and everyone is pointing to promotion and wealth.
If you really want to make a fuss, you will bring trouble to everyone and offend everyone.
When the time comes, if someone really wants to kill you, I will definitely add insult to injury.
Feng Junhou's heart was spinning, and he stood firm even if the tiger refused to fall.
Hearing Feng Yong's words, Wei Yan turned his head and glanced at Liu Yong and Liu Li, and then there was a faint sound of the sword in his hand being sheathed.
He didn't say anything, just "hummed" loudly, and walked out the door.
Although it was only a few breaths of time, the two most famous generals of the Han Dynasty had the intention of facing each other with swords, which really frightened Liu Yong and Liu Li and made them look a little confused.
Both of them held their breath in unison and stared blankly at the scene in front of them, without any thought of standing up to stop it.
But we can't blame them. After all, they were still young during the Yiling battle and didn't understand much.
By the time they grew up, the Han Dynasty had won successive victories and continued to regain their old lands.
Being woken up suddenly in the middle of the night, worried about bandits entering Shu, was something that only their older brother, the little fat boy, had to experience.
Therefore, these two young princes and princes were both raised in a greenhouse.
Wei Yan and Feng Junhou are different. They are both generals who have been on the battlefield all year round. They have countless people's blood on their hands, and their bodies are extremely murderous.
In particular, these two people are both very tall and tall. Once they draw their swords in anger, they will indeed bring a great sense of oppression.
Liu Yan, on the other hand, felt as if his heart was clenched in an instant when he saw Wei Yan standing up.
At that moment, he realized that now, there was no prime minister.
The prime minister who can suppress Wei Yan is no longer there.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Feng Junhou actually stood up, which made him feel full of gratitude.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Little did he know that when Feng Junhou saw Wei Yan leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief and his body was already covered with a layer of white hair sweat.
"I didn't expect that Junhou could actually make Wei Yan give in."
I can make old man Wei give in as much as he can!
Who knows what he was thinking?
Feng Junhou looked at Liu Yan, feeling a little dissatisfied.
People are addicted to food!
Even though I know I can't compare with others, I still want to tease them.
How different is it from my son Ah Chong?
If you can't beat both of them, you still have to be mean-mouthed. In the end, besides being pushed to the ground and beaten hard, what else can you do?
But after all, he was Liu Liang's master. For Liu Liang's sake, Feng Junhou still advised him:
"Uncle Liu, it's better not to mess with this person in the future. In the past, when the Prime Minister was around, it was okay and he could still suppress him. Now that the Prime Minister is gone, if he really takes action, no one can stop him."
Liu Yan's face looked a little embarrassed:
"Who told him to say something so unpleasant just now? I couldn't hold back my anger for a moment..."
You deserve to be abandoned!
Even though he knew the consequences, he still couldn't control his impulse.
After such an incident, the people in the room lost interest in talking. After greeting each other, they started chatting about simple topics.
It made Feng Junhou almost want to doze off.
Fortunately, not long after, Xiao Huangmen came in again, bowed to the people in the room and said:
"Gentlemen, the time has come."
Several people came out of the hot house and saw that the palace gate was being pushed open, and the ministers had already begun to prepare to line up in the order of going to court.
There are three lanes in the palace gate, and the middle lane is for the exclusive use of the emperor. The ministers have been divided into two teams, each standing on the left and right lanes, preparing to enter the palace in order.
This time it was Feng Junhou's turn to be a little confused: Where should I stand?
Looking at Feng Junhou who was a little hesitant, Liu Yan, who wanted to build a good relationship with Feng Junhou, reminded:
"Your Majesty, please stand behind Wei Yan."
Looking around, I saw Wei Yan standing at the front of the west road.
Liu Yan, on the other hand, walked over calmly and stood in front of Wei Yan.
Jiang Wan, on the other hand, stood at the top of the east road.
The princes, princes, meritorious officials, generals and other military generals will line up in the west; those who have no military merit and will go to court will line up in the east.
Logically speaking, there should be two people in front of him.
One is Zhenyuan General Wu Ban, and the other is former general Deng Zhi.
It's just that of these two people, one stays in Jincheng and the other guards Bingzhou, so he, the general of Zhendong, ranks third.
Standing behind Wei Yan, Feng Junhou was still in the mood to take a look behind him, and it was Jiang Wan.
At this time, the palace gate has been completely opened, the lanterns in the palace are shining like daylight, and the soldiers are lined up on both sides of the majesty's path. The audience can only hear the shouts: "All the ministers enter the palace!"
But seeing Liu Yong standing at the front, he handed over his palace entry voucher. The visitor who was responsible for verification checked his appearance and was allowed to enter.
Seeing this, Feng Junhou finally understood why he had to wait in line so early.
Although the Han Dynasty is still in the stage of conquering the world and keeping everything simple, the number of officials in the previous dynasty was not only 200, but more than 100.
When they faced each other like this, it was already dawn.
Fortunately, Feng Junhou was standing in fifth place and did not have to endure so much cold wind outside.
Entering the palace, there were soldiers of the Tiger Infantry Army standing on both sides of the road. Everyone was holding a halberd and wearing armor, protecting the ministers entering the palace.
A hundred steps further, they turned into a tiger cavalry army, equipped with armor and riding equipment, with flags lining up and ringing, and they were killing in a chilling manner.
Although these armored cavalry troops were created by himself, Feng Junhou was so caught in the middle by them. The key was that he still walked. They stood on horseback, condescending, which was very uncomfortable.
I am always worried that those halberds that are more than one foot long will suddenly come down and stab me into a human-shaped meat skewer.
He came to the steps of the front hall of Weiyang Palace, stood at the foot of the steps, and began to wait.
The solemn atmosphere brought by the surrounding infantry and cavalry soldiers made everyone involuntarily quiet down.
After all the officials had completed their verification and entered the palace, they heard three bells ringing "dang dang dang", and then a visitor at the door of the palace shouted:
"The auspicious time has come. Your Majesty will come to court. Come!"
The officials began to trot up the stairs, ran over the long steps, came to the palace gate, took off the swords from their waists, took off their shoes, and then trotted into the palace.
Not everyone can enter the palace. Only officials with a wealth of more than 600 stones and special orders from the emperor are eligible to enter the palace.
The rest are listed in the corridor according to their official positions, and those who are still listed are listed in the His Highness.
When the officials were in their seats, they heard a burst of music, the emperor ascended to his throne, and the officials shouted long live, then walked to their seats and knelt down.
Although chairs have become popular in Han Dynasty, kneeling is still the most important etiquette on important occasions to show solemnity.
This was very difficult for Feng Junhou. When he first traveled through time, he was not able to practice kneeling properly.
Not to mention that over the years, we have been so eager to come up with jumpsuits and chairs, how can we still get used to sitting on our knees?
The Han Dynasty now has neither a prime minister nor three princes. With Feng Junhou's status, he naturally has a front position. He can't even hide in a corner and laze around.