"Oh?" Zhang Fu glanced at Zhu Zhanji in surprise, then looked as normal and nodded.
In front of Fengtian Gate, on top of Danqi, the golden platform curtains have already been set up, and the eunuchs and guards stand solemnly on both sides of the dragon chair holding Ruyi, pure bottles, Luo umbrellas, golden melons...
The Meridian Gate behind him also slowly closed, and the two Yemen would not open again until the end of the court meeting.
All civil and military officials gathered in front of Danqi. At this time, a eunuch wearing a red python swung a whip that was about ten feet long and made a crackling sound like a firecracker!
After three cracks of the whip, the civil and military officials all knelt down to welcome His Majesty the Emperor!
Kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanji glanced at the British Duke beside him. Zhang Fu nodded slightly. It should be time for the army to launch an attack. Zhu Zhanji turned his head slightly to listen, but could not hear anything special. Zhang Fu
He signaled him to be calm, as the high palace walls were enough to isolate any sound.
Zhu Zhanji nodded, and suddenly found that the civil and military officials around him were agitated. He quickly collected his attention and followed the gazes of everyone with Zhang Fu. The two of them were stunned...
What the civil and military officials were looking at was the direction the emperor was coming from. After the whip was sounded, the emperor ascended the throne. This was a normal procedure, but Zhang Fu and Zhu Zhanji felt as if they had seen a ghost - Gein supported Zhu Gaochi slowly
What came was a man with a thin build, a pure face, a short beard like black on his lips, and a light frost on his temples!
The man's waist was as straight as a spear, his thick eyebrows were as thick as swords, and his eyes were as deep as pools, which made people dare not look at him. He was dressed in ducal clothes. He was the governor of Shandong in the Ming Dynasty, the governor of Jin Yiwei, and the duke of the country, Wang Xian!
Seeing Wang Xian supporting the emperor step by step from far to near, Zhu Zhanji felt as if he had seen a ghost. He pinched his thigh hard, and the sharp pain told him that this was not a nightmare, but a nightmare.
fact!
Not only Zhu Zhanji, but all the nobles were dumbfounded! Wang Xian, who was supposed to propose marriage to Sun Biyun at Wudang Mountain, actually appeared in Beijing, two thousand miles away! Right before their eyes!
'What's going on?!' Zhu Zhanji was about to go crazy. He suddenly turned his head to look at Hu Hao and roared silently! How could Master Hu, who never made any mistakes, make such a fatal mistake?
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Hu Hao also had a look of astonishment on his face, as if he couldn't figure out the situation.
At this time, the ministers started shouting "Long Live Long Live", but Zhu Zhanji could no longer care about that. Amidst the shouts of "Long Live Long Live, Long Live Long Live" from the ministers, he growled at Zhang Fu: "What should I do?!"
In fact, Zhang Fu was already panicking from the moment Wang Xian appeared, but he knew very well that His Highness the Grand Sun and the nobles were all looking at him. If he acted panicked, they would all collapse!
"Calm down." Zhang Fu said in a deep voice. He used his inner strength with this voice, which made Zhu Zhanji and all the nobles tremble: "There is no turning back when the bow is fired. One Wang Xian cannot change the overall situation!"
Although the second half of his sentence is pure nonsense, if Wang Xian cannot change the overall situation, why is the British Duke so afraid?
But the first half of the sentence was very effective. The grandson and the nobles suddenly woke up - yes, the army outside has started a war. At this time, there is no way out and they can only give it a try!
By the time the civil and military officials stood up, Zhu Zhanji and the nobles had basically calmed down. The outcome outside was still unknown, and it was not certain who would win! Especially when the nobles thought that Zhu Zhanji was carrying the imperial edict to pass on the throne, they were very worried.
Wang Xian's fear disappeared. That was the last order of Emperor Daxing. Who would dare to disobey it?
Wang Xian helped Zhu Gaochi sit down on the dragon chair, bowed deeply to the emperor, then stepped down from the curtains of the golden platform and stood next to the grandson.
At the beginning of the early dynasty, the civil servants who were still in the dark started to show off their rhetoric and boasted that the emperor and Yang Shiqi were in the sky and not in the earth. It was like when King Wen met Ziya, and Duke Huan met Guan Zhong... but they did not notice that the emperor and Yang Shiqi were all expressionless.
Ashen, especially the latter, his hands were shaking slightly uncontrollably...
Wang Xian stood next to Zhu Zhanji with a calm expression, but the latter stared at his face.
"Your Highness..." Wang Xian asked helplessly in a low voice, "Is it possible that Wei Chen has something wrong with his face?"
"Aren't you in Wudang Mountain?" Zhu Zhanji was almost overwhelmed by this question. Even though he knew that asking was tantamount to asking for trouble, he still had to ask.
"Wei Chen is indeed in Wudang Mountain, but Sun Zhenren thought that something had changed when he arrived in the capital, so he cast a spell at night to send me to the capital." Wang Xian said seriously. "This is how I learned that the spells of Shenxing Taibao in "Water Margin" are all real.
, Master Sun put a talisman paper on each of my legs, and I soared into the clouds and mist, flying in the sky until I reached Beijing."
Zhu Zhanji opened his mouth wide with disbelief on his face. Wang Xian smiled and said: "Your Highness, everything I said is true."
"Only a ghost can believe it!" Zhu Zhanji screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
The sound was sharp and loud, startling the civil servants who were boasting, and the officials followed the sound one after another.
Zhu Zhanji didn't care so much. He stared at Wang Xian and gritted his teeth and said: "Are you playing with a cat and a mouse? Are you teasing me?!"
"Your Highness is serious," Wang Xian sighed softly: "Although they are similar in nature, in the eyes of the ministers, Your Highness is definitely not a mouse."
"What is that? Salted fish?!" Zhu Zhanji has been friends with Wang Xian for many years, and he is very familiar with his demeanor.
"The humble minister didn't say that." Wang Xian smiled and said seriously: "Your Highness is a role model for all officials, so it is best not to whisper to each other when you go to court."
"Hmph!" Zhu Zhanji was so choked that he almost rolled his eyes. He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kill, and asked in a hissing voice: "Last question, what did you do when you returned to Beijing?"
"Your Highness, these are two questions." Wang Xian said seriously without squinting.
"Answer me!" Zhu Zhanji almost went crazy.
'Woo...' Just as Wang Xian was about to speak, he heard a low sound of horns ringing outside the palace.
"What's the sound? It seems like someone is farting..." Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji blankly.
"Fart? You're the one farting! This is the horn sound!" Hearing the horn sound, the fear, shock, anger, and all kinds of negative emotions on Zhu Zhanji's face disappeared. Instead, there was ecstasy, pride, and the arrogance of a cat playing with a mouse.
He looked at Wang Xiandao with a sneer: "You don't have to say anything, just watch."
"Your Highness, don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil. Maybe it's really fart..." Wang Xian advised earnestly.
Zhu Zhanji ignored it because the trumpet had already sounded, and the battle at the court meeting was about to begin!
The honorable nobles were originally panic-stricken and inexplicably frightened, but when they heard the sound of the horn, they all cheered up like a shot of chicken blood!
Because according to the agreement, when the army outside controls the situation, it will blow the trumpet of victory and notify the people inside that they can take action.
The Forbidden City has been surrounded by our troops. The person named Wang is here for no purpose, just to be buried with the emperor.
All the nobles looked at Zhang Fu, and Zhang Fu nodded with relief, indicating that Duke Ding could take action.
Xu Jingchang took a deep breath and stepped out of the office. Under the gaze of the bewildered civil servants, he bowed deeply to the emperor, held up the guard board and said, "Your Majesty, I have my due note!"
"According to the regulations after the reform, Duke Ding should first submit the memorial through the General Affairs Department, and then submit it to the cabinet for preliminary reading before reporting it to me." Zhu Gaochi sat on the high throne, with the morning sun shining all over his body.
Jin is like a golden Buddha statue, but his face cannot be seen clearly. "But since the decree has just been promulgated and Duke Ding is not familiar with it yet, let's make an exception this time. What do you have to say?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xu Jingchang smiled coldly and said loudly: "I recently heard a rumor involving the late Emperor, Your Majesty and His Highness the Grand Sun!"
"Since it's just a rumor on the street, why did Ding Guogong bring it to the court? Could it be that you want everyone to chat with you?" Zhu Gaochi said with a look of displeasure.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. There may be no reason for the groundless rumors. The matter involves the country and the country, and we still have to find out!" Xu Jingchang said coldly.
"Then tell me what kind of rumors make Duke Ding so worried?" Zhu Gaochi said with a dark face.
"It is rumored that before the death of Emperor Daxing in the past, he recalled His Highness Taisun to the palace and gave him a posthumous edict!" Xu Jingchang said without any surprise.
As soon as this statement came out, it really caused an uproar in the court, and the civil servants were full of astonishment. They didn't know what the emperor's cousin was so crazy about, and he actually issued a posthumous edict six months after the emperor had ascended the throne!
You must know that when the emperor succeeded to the throne, he had already informed the world that the late emperor died suddenly and did not leave any legacy. It is natural and unquestionable that he, the prince of twenty years, should inherit the throne, but without a legacy, it is always
There was a slight flaw in the legality... Seeing that the emperor was firmly in power and the reign name was changed to Hongxi, Duke Dingguo suddenly jumped out and said that there was actually a posthumous edict. This was not denying the legitimacy of the emperor's succession.
Really? His heart can be punished! His heart can be punished!
Zhu Gaochi's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face. He looked at Xu Jingchang with a terrifyingly cold gaze.
"That's nonsense! Duke Dingguo, did you take the wrong medicine? How could there be a posthumous edict?" As the saying goes, he was worried about the humiliation of his ministers. Upon seeing this, the civil servants immediately jumped up and sprayed at Xu Jingchang. "Bold! Don't rely on it.
You are a relative of the emperor, so you can do whatever you want! It is treasonous and unethical!"
Xu Jingchang sneered and allowed the civil servants to scold him. After they had scolded them enough, he said word by word: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just ask His Highness the Grand Sun."
Everyone's eyes turned to His Highness Taisun. Indeed, since the late emperor had a decree for Taisun, then just take it out!
Emperor Hongxi also stared at Zhu Zhanji, the warning and dissatisfaction in his eyes reaching the extreme.
Zhu Zhanji ignored the emperor's gaze. Amidst the enthusiastic expressions of the nobles, he took a deep breath and stepped out of work.
"Your Highness, don't be impulsive." At this time, Wang Xian suddenly said quietly.