The morning court was as usual, with civil servants and ministers lined up on both sides. It seemed that there was no difference from the past, but everyone noticed something strange.
There is an extra chair next to the dragon chair at the end of the hall.
It was a silver chair that was slightly smaller than the dragon chair. The back and legs of the chair were both carved with beautiful phoenix patterns, showing very fine craftsmanship. A piece of snow-white soft animal skin covered the entire chair. The back of the chair was
There is also a pillow placed thoughtfully to support the waist. Judging from the smoothness and softness of the fur, it is probably a bit more comfortable than the dragon chair.
Placed elsewhere, this chair would at best be just a comfortable and gorgeous chair.
However, placed in the Jinluan Hall, next to the dragon chair, this chair is no longer just a chair, it will represent a very special meaning.
The ministers all had their own thoughts, either looking at their close friends or pondering.
Outside the hall, there was the sound of footsteps.
The bent eunuchs filed forward, standing respectfully on both sides, and two figures, one black and one white, walked into the hall.
These two, one tall and one short, one dressed in black and white, one dressed in white, but with the same silver hair like snow, are naturally His Highness the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince Mingyue, and Young Master Qingfeng who was newly promoted to the Imperial Preceptor yesterday - Mo
Leave.
The two of them walked in side by side, and all the officials kowtowed.
Mingyue led Mo Li straight up the steps, and the two sat down on the dragon chair and phoenix chair respectively.
"Everyone, get up!" Ming Yue looked at everyone condescendingly, "From today on, the Imperial Preceptor will officially enter the court to listen to the government. He has a special position and only lives under me. If I am not here, the Imperial Preceptor will be here in person as if I were there!"
All the officials were shocked.
Mingyue placed Mo Li's seat on the dragon platform, which was already against the ancestral rules, and now she even said that the imperial master could be compared to his presence in person. The pampering during this process was self-evident.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" An old minister secretly gritted his teeth and bravely walked out of the queue, picked up his robe and knelt in the middle of the hall. "The veteran minister dared to tell me that it is against the ancestral system for the imperial master to interfere in politics. There is no reason for two people to sit on the Kowloon Platform.
, please His Highness the Crown Prince think twice!”
Hearing this, many people were sweating for this veteran.
Who doesn't know Mingyue's temper, she always says one thing is one thing, but this person is simply risking his life to make suggestions!
Unexpectedly, the man sitting on the dragon chair did not get angry for the rare moment. Instead, he looked sideways at Mo Li, who was sitting on one side, and said calmly, "What do the Imperial Masters think?!"
Li Li smiled faintly, "Thousands of years ago, the founding master of the Ming Dynasty proposed to build the Ming Dynasty Wall. It is said that dozens of ministers died for this purpose. Today Qingfeng takes this position and does not want to kill so many people. Since this lord does not like me,
Then stop reading and go home now!"
While the two were chatting and laughing, they had already dismissed this senior official.
"I have been an official for decades, and I must not let you lose the power of this great Ming Dynasty!" The old minister stood up, looked at the bright moon on the dragon chair, took a long breath, and suddenly bumped towards the steps.
A white shadow flashed past, and all the phoenix chairs on the nine stages were empty.
A delicate white hand silently pulled his arm. The old man felt as if a thousand kilograms of stone had fallen on his arm, and he could not move at all.
"Master Song entered the court as an official at the age of twenty-five. At the beginning, he was only a fifth-rank official. After more than thirty years, he became a high-ranking official of the first rank. As the most prosperous household minister, he was a breeze. Even with the official position on his body,
The robe has been worn for three years, and it is full of sincerity, so I appreciate the breeze!"
There was a hint of astonishment in the turbid eyes of the old minister named Song. He didn't expect that this great national master who looked like a teenager actually knew him so well?!