At dawn, many officials and officials in Bianjing City opened their doors as if they had made an agreement. The courtiers walked out of their houses in various colors of court uniforms and gathered towards Xuande Gate from all directions.
Although it is not yet time to open the door, more and more civil and military officials are arriving outside Xuande Gate.
In front of Xuande Gate, in the square paved with blue bricks and stones, the bloodstains left by the soldiers the night before have been washed away, and hundreds of corpses have been moved and buried outside the city. Apart from a faint smell of blood, almost no one can be found.
Any trace of a fierce battle.
Officials wearing purple, red, and green court uniforms gathered in front of Xuande Gate, in groups of three and five, discussing quietly.
The news of King Yan's rebellion has been spreading wildly since the night before yesterday. Now, after a day and night, even the officials with limited hearing and eyes have basically understood the whole story.
King Yong was killed by King Yan, and King Yan died at the hands of Gu Tingye, the pioneer in quelling the rebellion. King Yong and King Yan fought to the death for the throne, and even went so far as to mutiny and force the palace. In the end, no one got an advantage.
They all met the end of failure and death.
On the contrary, the Yuzhou regiment commander Zhao Zongquan, who had always been unknown, suddenly rose to prominence and became a profitable fisherman, easily sitting on the throne of the crown prince that King Yong and King Yan coveted.
Nothing is more impermanent than this.
Bang bang bang!
After a long wait, the sound of a salute was suddenly heard, and accompanied by the majestic and melodious sound of morning bells, two of the five side doors of Xuandemen slowly opened.
Immediately, a group of people was seen slowly coming out of the side door. The leader was an eunuch in a purple robe, followed by several eunuchs, and then dozens of famous eunuchs.
"It's the angel who delivers the oracle!"
Seeing the yellow silk box held by the purple-robed chamberlain in front of me, there was a commotion in the square in front of Xuande Gate.
The courtiers spontaneously gave way, but their eyes kept staring at the yellow silk box containing the imperial edict in the hands of the purple-robed eunuch.
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The purple-robed servant held the imperial edict in his hand and stood in front of the courtiers. The moment he unfolded the imperial edict, the people in the square fell in obeisance.
But I heard the servant in purple robe read:
"Since ancient times, emperors have succeeded to the throne and set up their own empire to control the whole region. They must establish Yuan Chu and Maolong as the foundation of the country, so that the Mian Zongshe can rest without borders.
I have been paying tribute to Hongxu, and I have been working hard day and night to look up to my ancestor Mo Lie, who entrusted me with the most important responsibility.
The son of the clan, Zhao Zongquan, is filial and virtuous, and I bow to you very little. I would like to inform the heaven and earth, the state of the country, and the ancestral temple to confer a book of treasures and establish him as the crown prince, and he will be enthroned in the East Palace.
I have been ill for a long time, and I think that I can't stay away for a long time. I hereby order the Crown Prince to be promoted to the Chongzheng Palace, where he will be responsible for the affairs of the people, support the army and supervise the country, and the Queen will hold the seal and listen to the government.
I am hereby announcing it to the world so that I can hear it."
After the imperial edict was read out, the square in front of Xuande Gate was quiet for half a cup of tea, and then a huge noise broke out.
The prince supervises the country, and the queen hangs the curtain.
The emperor was in power, but he handed over all the government affairs to the prince and queen. This was something that had never happened in the 150 years since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty.
The fact that the official family can make such a decision shows how weak the official family has become after experiencing the big change in the palace the night before. I am afraid that the oil is almost exhausted.
Thinking of this, the courtiers were all worried.
Of course, some people are secretly excited.
The replacement of the throne and the transfer of power will inevitably bring large-scale shocks to the court, but it will also bring many opportunities for status transition. As long as you grasp it, there is a possibility of soaring into the sky.
At this time, the Xuande Gate had been opened, and all the civil and military officials, each with their own concerns, lined up and filed in.
It was supposed to be led by the Longtuge bachelor, but one of the three Longtuge bachelors died at the hands of the rebels, and the other two stayed in Zhi Palace last night and were not here, so the leaders became the Rites and Personnel Department.
Two ministers.
Beside the queue of hundreds of officials, there are also several censors standing, who are responsible for inspecting the conduct of the officials. Among them is the new censor, Qi Heng.
Qi Heng had just entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate not long ago, and it was when he was most enthusiastic about his work. He would look at every official who passed by him from top to bottom, carefully checking whether the other person's speech and behavior were correct.
Any violation of rules.
Suddenly, Qi Heng saw a young official wearing a third-grade official robe not far away hurriedly coming from outside the door. He immediately frowned and planned to write this person down and report it to his superior later.
However, when he saw clearly the appearance of this third-grade official, he was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Scholar Wei!"
The person who came was none other than Wei Chen. He left home a little late today, so he hurried and hurried slowly to make sure he didn't miss the time.
Qi Heng nodded slightly towards Wei Chen, but he was secretly annoyed in his heart, why he didn't even recognize Wei Chen just now.
Only then did he remember that Wei Chen, as a Hanlin scholar, was a fifth-rank court official, but he could borrow the third-rank service.
Seeing Qi Heng, Wei Chen just nodded and gave Qi Heng a warm smile. The current situation was not suitable for greeting Qi Heng.
However, although Wei Chen didn't want to stand out too much, Qi Heng's words of "Weixueshi" just now had already alarmed many courtiers.
The two groups of courtiers who were lined up turned around following the sound and looked at Wei Chen with complicated eyes.
There was an incident in the palace the night before, and Wei Chen's role in it is already known to everyone.
First, the guards around the Hanlin Academy abnormally noticed that there was a change in the palace, then Xingye asked to see the officials to warn them, and then they broke out of the siege and brought in reinforcements with a bloody tiger talisman.
On the night of the palace coup, Wei Chen's actions could be said to have turned the tide before it fell, and helped the building from falling, showing the demeanor of a famous minister with both wisdom and courage.
Even Gu Tingye, the second son of Marquis Ningyuan, who shot and killed the leader of the thieves, King Yan, could only succumb to Wei Chen in terms of merit.
But today, when the prince is in danger and the prince is in charge of the country, Wei Chen has the merit of rescuing him and is an old man from Yuzhou, so he has become the biggest beneficiary after this palace coup.
Everyone understands that from now on, no matter how ups and downs the situation in the court, Wei Chen's position in the court will be unshakable.
Looking at this young upstart, some people have hot eyes, some people have cold expressions, and most of them are envious and jealous. In short, no one can ignore him.
Under the gaze of all the courtiers, Wei Chen walked into the Hanlin Academy class train with a natural expression.
"Xingyun, you're late."
Ding Siquan, who was in front of Wei Chen, saw Wei Chen approaching, turned around, lowered his voice, and greeted Wei Chen with a smile.
Wei Chen was slightly startled, then replied with a smile: "Finally we caught up."
Ding Siquan and Wei Chen were both lecturers in the Hanlin Academy, but Ding Siquan had more qualifications, so he surpassed Wei Chen in the ranking. The relationship between the two in the Hanlin Academy had always been quite subtle, and they were lukewarm.
The kind.
But just now, Ding Siquan took the initiative to say hello to Wei Chen. Although it was just a short sentence, Wei Chen was keenly aware of the hint of goodwill hidden in the other person's tone.
Wei Chen sighed secretly in his heart, but his face showed no signs of it. He lowered his head and followed the queue, slowly heading towards Chongzheng Hall.