The First Family of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 2687 It is also a kind of political correctness for His Majesty, who has just been persuaded to enter successfully, to pull out
Chapter 2687 It is also a kind of political correctness for His Majesty, who has just been persuaded to enter successfully, to pull out
"Zhang Bingbu, you just said that the round hill in the south to worship the sky has been razed to the ground like this?"
"Yes, Zheng Weng." Zhang Liang nodded, his expression becoming very tangled. ""
I have already considered the bad luck of riding a horse, and I have already planned it with my confidants for three days.
Where to ambush, where to launch a surprise attack, how to seize power, and then use the tactics of the Qing emperor to directly coerce the emperor and order the princes.
By the way, as a representative of justice, I could also rescue many civil and military officials who were imprisoned in the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple and Luoyang government offices.
Let them burst into tears of gratitude and become his helpers to help him grasp the power of the Tang Dynasty.
It will be easier after that. Just copy history and learn how the previous Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty replaced the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
After establishing a foothold, he deposed the Queen Wang and let his daughter, who was only ten years old, marry Li Zhi.
When the two of them had a baby, they killed Li Zhi and made his daughter's child the ruler of the Tang Dynasty, and then gave him the throne.
This kind of operation is absolutely smooth and smooth, but the problem is that I have already thought of the plan perfectly.
Even in the past few days, I have been thinking about how to govern the world after becoming the founding emperor of the new dynasty.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, the old hen turned into a duck, swaying around, and the round and square hills disappeared...
If you work hard and painstakingly to coerce the emperor to make plans for the princes, wouldn't it be like drawing water from a bamboo basket in vain?
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All the important ministers present fell into awkward silence at this moment.
As a talented person and talker from a rich and well-educated family, he has spent all his efforts for this enthronement ceremony.
But now that such a change suddenly occurs, what should we do? Should we still hold the enthronement ceremony?
Without a place to worship heaven and earth, wouldn’t the enthronement ceremony become imperfect?
Wang Yong, the leader of the Jingzhao Wang Clan, approached Zheng Yuanshou and suggested in a low voice.
"Weng Zheng, look at this, should we quickly order a search for those thieves who destroyed Round Qiu and Square Qiu?
Let's get people to step up the repairs, and wait until the round and square hills are repaired, then choose a date..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Yuanshou looking at him like he was looking at a fool.
"Weng Zheng, I am doing this for His Majesty's sake. If this enthronement ceremony lacks these, wouldn't it be..."
"That's it? It's not perfect, right? But dear brother, have you ever thought about it."
"Nowadays, Luoyang can be said to be full of people with ulterior motives from almost all directions."
"If we cannot allow His Majesty to ascend the throne as soon as possible and declare his name to the world.
Who dares to say for sure what kind of behavior those who are either waiting to sell or watching indifferently will do?"
Zheng Yuanshou ignored Wang Yong and strode to Changsun Wuji, who had a gloomy face and flickering eyes and asked.
"Mr. Zhao, what do you think should be done?"
"...the enthronement ceremony in three days' time must be held."
After Changsun Wuji uttered these words, he paused and then continued.
"Let the Luoyang government send more people to search for the thieves who dare to destroy Yuanqiu and Fangqiu outside Luoyang City."
"Furthermore, immediately send heavy troops to guard Xiyue Altar, Chaori Altar, Sheji Altar and the ancestral temple outside the city to prevent another incident."
"But what about this sacrifice to heaven and earth?" Zheng Yuanshou couldn't help but asked again with a headache.
Hearing this question, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but laugh, and said meaningfully to Zheng Yuanshou.
"Of course, we have to ask Zheng Weng to make the decision. After all, I am just a servant, not Tai Chang."
"..." As soon as these words came out, Zheng Yuanshou's face darkened, and he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the gray-faced nephew not far away, now Taichang Qing.
What should we do? An imperfect enthronement ceremony will inevitably be an imperfect enthronement ceremony.
But the problem is, if the enthronement ceremony is not completed quickly and the news of the new emperor's enthronement is not announced to the world.
No one knows how those self-respecting military supporters and powerful groups who are still silent will react.
The longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be to the wealthy families who are now trapped in the whirlpool.
"Uncle, what do you think should be done? My nephew, my mind is completely blank right now."
"Look at how ruined Fangqiu is. Even if it is repaired overnight, not to mention three days, even thirty days, it will be repaired."
Zheng Yuanshou sucked in air with toothache, looked at his unlucky nephew, and glanced at the talkative people of the aristocratic family.
It's just that these people obviously don't want to get involved in this matter at the moment, and they are just urging their nephew to make an idea quickly.
How to get this horse-riding thing? You must know that if the procedure is incorrect, it will definitely cause a lot of troubles in the future.
It may even become a weapon for the wealthy families to fight for their interests with the Zheng family in the future.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yuanshou's face became more and more gloomy.
"Everyone, the destruction of the square and round hills must have been caused by thieves who did not want His Majesty to ascend the throne as soon as possible."
"You must not forget that whether His Majesty ascends the throne or not is closely related to our wealth and lives."
The head of the Taiyuan Wang family slowly interjected.
"If you dare to ask Zheng Weng, what do you want? Zheng Weng, please come up with an idea first and let us consider it."
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The spokesperson of the descendants spoke like this, and all the officials were old Ganjiang who heard the music and knew its elegant meaning.
They all agreed with Wang Kui's proposal. After all, you, Zheng Yuanshou, are a local leader in Luoyang, and you are also a powerful Zhongshu Ling.
Your nephew is in charge of Taichang Qing, who will hold the enthronement ceremony in three days.
Therefore, you must take this idea seriously, and you must bravely stand up and shoulder this important responsibility.
Listening to these bastards trying their best to add insult to injury one by one, Changsun Wuji stood aside and looked around with a half-smiling expression.
Zheng Yuanshou, who was under great pressure, turned as dark as the mole on Chang Sun Wuji's groin. Well, it was a mole, not a hemorrhoid.
"Everyone, everyone! If such a big thing happens, we are just ministers after all. Your Majesty must have heard the news at this moment."
"Since we are His Majesty's ministers, we naturally have to report to Your Majesty and ask Your Majesty to make a personal decision."
Seeing Zheng Yuanshou's upright and awe-inspiring face, and saying such words to shirk responsibility, all the ministers could only lie down in their hearts.
But there is no good way to come up with it. After all, it is also a kind of political correctness to drag His Majesty, who has just been successfully persuaded, into hiding.
Since he is Your Majesty, how can he not have any sense of presence? Moreover, the enthronement ceremony concerns His Majesty, so of course His Majesty also has the right to speak and make decisions.