"Execute him to death late and kill the nine tribes to warn the evil and serve as a warning to all generations!" After Zhu Di said this long and murderous sentence, he couldn't help but pant, but his face turned red, and he felt extremely happy.
Huang Huan hurriedly recorded the emperor's words verbatim, then put down his pen and said: "I will go and polish the cabinet now..."
"Don't modify it, just read it to him word for word!" Zhu Di said flatly: "If you don't do this, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"Yes." Huang Yan couldn't help but secretly sighed. The emperor directly issued a decree to kill people. This has not been seen for many years. Normally, no matter how guilty a minister is, he must first be convicted by the Three Justices.
Let Dongchang Jinyiwei be charged with a symbolic crime, then draft a punishment, and then submit it to the emperor for approval. Now the emperor has bypassed all judicial procedures and directly wants to kill the Nine Clan of Wang Xian. This shows how much the emperor hates him!
Huang Yan followed Zhu Di's instructions and stamped the decree with a jade seal, and then handed it over to the emperor for review.
Zhu Di read the decree carefully and found it very satisfying. Then he was satisfied and put it into the yellow box on the imperial desk...
In the early morning, the city of Beijing was filled with chilly spring weather.
The soldiers of Dongchang Jinyi Guards Shuntian Mansion were dispatched in full force in the middle of the night. The whole city was under martial law and no idlers were allowed to take to the streets to avoid accidents.
Throughout the night, the city of Beijing fell into an unprecedented silence. It was not until the fifth watch of the drums sounded and Ming officials living in various parts of the capital began to leave their homes one after another to prepare for court that the capital regained some vitality.
But in the past, when officials went to court, there was noisy shouting, ducking, and singing. Today, you can no longer hear it. There are only the clattering sounds of horses' hooves hitting the stone floor and the squeaking of the sedan poles being bent.
Yeah...Other than that, no one spoke or exchanged greetings. All the officials rushed to Xiyuan Gate silently as if they were mute.
It wasn't until they arrived outside the Xiyuan Gate that hundreds of officials gathered together that some people were whispering to each other, but the voices were kept very low, as if they were afraid of being heard by others...
"I wonder... will His Highness the Crown Prince be implicated?"
"How could it not be the case? Is the emperor going to such great lengths of war just for the sake of a loyal and brave man..."
"I wonder if Uncle Zhongyong...'s family will be implicated?"
"I'm afraid I can't escape it. The emperor likes the nine implicated tribes the most..."
At this time, it was still dark, and there was no need to worry about others seeing their expressions. The officials had grim expressions on their faces, but there was no trace of the excitement of collectively writing a letter against the rebels.
In fact, the officials of the Ming Dynasty were full of sympathy for the prince and Wang Xian, but no one dared to show it publicly. Instead, they were forced to write a letter to impeach Wang Xian due to the emperor's power. Naturally, they were scrambling to show it at this moment.
Sympathy for Wang Xian to show that he had no choice but to...
But when Wang Xian appeared outside the gate of Xiyuan, all the discussions stopped abruptly. No one dared to come up to talk to him, or even look at him... for fear of being regarded as his by the people in Dongchang.
Comrades, implicating themselves in it.
Wang Xian also stopped talking nonsense with the officials and walked directly to where he should stand. Zhang Shi's shift was next to Wang Xian and cast a meaningful glance at him. Wang Xian shook his head slightly and briefly exchanged eyes.
The person then stood there quietly, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, just like an old monk entering concentration.
However, Zhang Xi felt like he was in over his head. He had a very close friendship with Wang Xian, and he was once very optimistic about Wang Xian. When the king of Han was in rebellion, he risked his life to keep the prince out of the city, and he had already developed a strong iron fist in his body.
Brand, at this moment, he was worried about Wang Xian's fate and felt uneasy for himself. He really wanted to ask Wang Xian if there was nothing he could do. Zhang Mian always felt that with Wang Xian's character and scheming, nothing could be done.
He didn't do anything, so he just washed his neck and killed him obediently. But he couldn't open his mouth to ask, and he couldn't get any answer from Wang Xian.
As soon as Mao hour arrives, the bells on the Xiyuan Gate ring loudly, and the heavy palace doors slowly open. Under the command of the officials on duty, the civil and military courtiers clean up their clothes and line up to enter the palace to attend court.
Wang Xian stood in the queue of ministers with a calm expression, as if this was just an ordinary morning court meeting...
When the bell rang, the emperor was already waiting behind the Showa Palace, with the red box containing the edict in hand.
Huang Yan brought the elixir and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's time to use the elixir."
Zhu Di looked at the yellow, orange, and kumquat-sized pills in the box, and asked slightly strangely: "Why isn't it red?"
"This batch is the third batch of elixirs, which is very different from the previous two batches." Huang Yan explained: "Hu Shenxian said that after the repair of the first two batches of elixirs, the emperor's dragon body has become much stronger. After taking this batch,
The furnace elixir will make you strong as a dragon and a tiger as strong as a tiger, and you can walk as fast as flying!"
"Well, Taoist Hu is indeed a living god!" Zhu Di has completely believed in Taoist Hu and has full confidence in his elixir. He looked at Huang Yan approvingly: "You have made great contributions, and I don't know how to reward you.
Got it!"
"The emperor's long life is the greatest reward for this old slave." Huang Xuan flattered Zhu Di and made him feel comfortable. He didn't ask any more questions, picked up a pill and put it into his mouth.
Yan hurriedly brought warm water and clothes to the emperor.
Zhu Di swallowed the large elixir with some difficulty, almost choking to tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and the emperor asked softly: "Are you all ready?"
"Back to the emperor, everything is ready." Huang Yan knew what the emperor was worried about and hurriedly replied: "The capital has been put under martial law. No idlers are allowed to take to the streets before the end of the court meeting. The imperial army is also all ready. As long as the order is given, they will be there immediately.
Then we can leave the military camp."
"Yes." Zhu Di nodded and asked, "Have all the arrangements been made for the court meeting?"
"The ministers who have challenged Wang Xian have all given their guarantees and will come out one after another to report to the class."
"Will there be any accidents?" Zhu Di was still worried and asked again.
"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. No accidents will happen." Huang Huan and Zhu Di have never seen the emperor treat an unarmed minister so carefully and seriously in so many years. They thought to themselves: "I'm afraid he is the deposed prince."
, that's all...'
Zhu Di also knew that he was a little too worried, but things were so smooth that he had doubts. How could such a treacherous and evil person be captured without any struggle at all? So the more things go, the more serious it becomes.
As the time comes, Zhu Di becomes more and more unsure of his heart. I am afraid that he can only let go of his hanging heart once the dust has settled...
"It seems that I am really old. If I go back a few years, why would I have so many worries?" Zhu Di smiled mockingly, threw away the crutch in his hand, and used all his strength to sit in the jade chariot.
"Get started!" Huang Yan shouted in a long voice. Sixteen strong eunuchs slowly lifted the heavy jade chariot and moved forward steadily...
In front of the Zhaohe Hall, the golden platform curtains had been placed long ago, and eight hundred majestic Han generals set up a guard of honor in the square in front of the palace. After three whips, all the officials quickly completed their duties at the golden platform.
Then some officials from Honglu Temple sang loudly: "Every official welcomes the emperor!"
"I respectfully welcome the Emperor!" The civil and military officials followed the instructions and knelt in front of the golden platform. Zhu Di, with the support of Huang Xie, ascended the throne in the curtains of the golden platform. The ministers shouted long live, the emperor nodded, and Huang Xie held his hand.
The voice said: "Every official stands up."
After all the officials thanked him, they got up and stood up.
Zhu Di glanced sharply at the ministers under the golden stage, and finally settled on Wang Xian. Wang Xian still lowered his eyebrows and looked down, as if he did not feel that he was being watched by the emperor.
Zhu Di knew that Wang Xian must have felt his gaze. He gave a cold look and said in a deep voice: "Are there any officials absent from the morning meeting today?"
The officials of Honglu Temple who were on duty hurriedly knelt down before the throne and said respectfully: "To inform your Majesty, a total of fifty-six officials are absent."
"What's the reason?" Zhu Di frowned slightly: "Didn't you convey that you must not be absent today?"
"Thirty-two of the officials took sick leave, 12 took personal leave, and the remaining 12, I don't know the reason." The official of Honglu Temple hurriedly replied.
"According to my decree, list the officials who are absent today and ask them one by one in the East Factory. If there are indeed extenuating circumstances, they will be demoted to three levels and fined for one year. Those who are absent without reason will be dismissed and will never be used again." Zhu Di
He snorted coldly and said: "I will never give mercy to anyone who dares to flout the laws of the imperial court, and dares to turn a blind eye even though he clearly has a purpose!"
"According to the order..." Zhao Ying, the old eunuch, came out of the team to take orders.
Seeing Zhu Di open his mouth, he insulted dozens of ministers. All the ministers in front of the palace changed their minds, but they also knew that this was just an appetizer for the emperor, and the real drama was yet to come...
"If there is anything to do in each government office, report it early, and if there is nothing to do, leave the court." After the emperor finished asking, Huang Huan sang loudly.
Therefore, the ministers followed the order of the report, and the officials, households, rituals, soldiers, criminals, workers, police, inspectors, Dali Temple and other yamen reported the report in sequence. But today, both the ministers who presented the report and the emperor who listened to the affairs all seemed to be absent-minded and completely absent-minded.
It's a perfunctory job, everyone is waiting for the moment when it's the Metropolitan Procuratorate's turn...
Zhu Di's left elbow rested on the armrest of the dragon chair, and his right hand rested on the imperial desk in front of him. His fingers subconsciously tapped the desk. The decree written in his own hand in the early morning was already spread out in front of him. The Emperor
From time to time, I glanced at the imperial edict and then at Wang Xian, hoping to see some interesting expressions on his face.
However, the emperor was disappointed. Wang Xian still stood there quietly with no expression on his face. Because he knew that Zhu Di could have had people attack him as soon as he came up, but the emperor did not want to and insisted on waiting for the six parts to be played in sequence.
I just fired the gun, it was nothing more than a cat playing with a mouse, and I just wanted to torture myself for a while longer...
Less than half an hour later, after the six ministries had finished their perfunctory work, all the officials' eyes fell on Wang Zhang, the censor of Zuodu, and they shouted in their hearts: 'Here he comes!'
Wang Zhang secretly sighed and walked out of the office with heavy steps. In front of everyone, he knelt down to the emperor, then raised the wat board and said something in a deep voice.