The ministers soon arrived one after another. However, they could not enter the palace directly and had to go through a procedure called Fuhe.
The so-called "he" refers to the toilet room at the back of the palace.
The emperor's forbidden area, a place of privacy, naturally cannot allow ministers to come in casually.
In fact, strictly speaking, the entire Yanhe Hall is prohibited for courtiers to enter privately.
But since Zhenzong, the emperor has often been ill, so when he had no choice, the emperor had to move the court meeting from Chui Gong Hall to Yanhe Hall.
As a result, the ministers gained the right to enter Yanhe Hall.
But inside the forbidden area, it is still a forbidden area.
According to tradition, you need to hunker down and get permission before entering.
When Queen Cao heard that the ministers had all arrived outside, she immediately ordered Zhang Weiji: "Zhang Duzhi, please go and invite Master Zeng in first!"
"No!" Zhang Weiji immediately took the order and left. After a while, he came to the forbidden courtyard of Yanhe Hall.
Then, all the ministers in Wuyangyang raised their heads and looked at the governor.
"Your Majesty has an edict to announce that Hanlin, the bachelor of the Han Dynasty, and Eunuch Zeng of the Judicial Court will appear before you!" He stepped aside and announced softly.
So the ministers immediately exploded.
Especially those ministers of the two systems and Taiwanese admonishers all looked at Zhang Weiji with doubts in their eyes.
A Hanlin scholar, he was in charge of making imperial edicts and issuing imperial edicts of surrender.
At this time, the official family first introduced Hanlin scholars to enter the palace, and their intention was already clear.
"Your Majesty wants to issue an edict..." Countless people whispered.
"Quiet!" Prime Minister Lu Yijian turned around and glared at the ministers: "Before the emperor sleeps in the palace, whispering to each other, this is not the etiquette of a minister!"
Lu Yijian's deterrence is still very strong.
The world immediately became quiet.
Lu Yijian straightened up his bent waist slightly, walked forward and asked, "Zhang Douzhi, the official is awake?"
"Wake up!" Zhang Weiji lowered his head and replied.
"That's good!" Lu Yijian turned around and bowed his hands to Zeng Gongliang, who had been standing in the group of ministers, and said: "Xueshi Zeng, since the officials have the opportunity, they will immediately come in and pay homage to the emperor!"
"Nuo!" Zeng Gongliang immediately came out of the queue, bowed to Lu Yijian, and then to the officials, followed Zhang Weiji, and walked into the heavily guarded inner forbidden area lined with soldiers.
After a while, Zeng Gongliang was taken to the screen in front of the emperor's bedroom.
Across the screen, Zeng Gongliang could vaguely see the figure behind the curtain. He immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully: "I am the bachelor of Hanlin, Gongliang of the Judicial Court, please bow your head and bow again, and ask my emperor for your holy bow!"
Then, a rustling sound came from the curtain.
After a long time, Zeng Gongliang heard the familiar voice of an official.
Just extremely weak and humble.
So much so that he couldn't hear clearly at all, so he could only take two steps forward and put his ear to the screen.
Only then could I barely hear it clearly.
"Making imperial edicts... policies... Zhongzheng army... Duke of the country... Emperor's heir... Xin... King of Tang... Inspection of the school, Taibao... Kaifu Yitong three divisions... Quan... Quan... listen to political affairs... …”
Zeng Gongliang lay on the ground, thought carefully in his heart, and then asked: "I am afraid, I dare to ask your Majesty's intention, but I ordered you to issue a pardon, to ensure loyalty to the army, to make military governors, and to appoint Duke Xin of Shou as the king of Tang Dynasty, and to inspect the school as the Taibao , Kaifu Yi and the three ministers are responsible for listening to government affairs?"
However, he waited for a long time and did not get the king's answer.
Only the queen's voice was heard: "The official nodded..."
Zeng Gongliang's heart sank, and he bowed his head and said: "I respectfully obey the holy edict!"
Then I heard the Queen's voice: "The officials appoint bachelors, and the prime ministers are summoned to the throne..."
When Zeng Gongliang heard this, he bowed again: "I obey your decree!"
So, he stood up and walked slowly back down.
As soon as he walked out of the confinement, all eyes immediately focused on him.
"Yuantai!" Zeng Gongliang raised his hand to Prime Minister Lu Yijian.
"My soldier!" He also handed over Dexiang, who knew the rules of the Privy Council.
"The official ordered the two of them to come to court!"
Lu Yijian and Zhang Dexiang looked at each other, immediately straightened their clothes, stood tall and bowed: "I am here to serve you!"
They hurried in hand in hand.
When they entered the forbidden area, Zhang Weiji was already waiting. The magistrate pulled the two ministers, lifted the curtain directly, and came to Zhao Zhen's bed.
As a result, the two ministers saw that the current Emperor of the Song Dynasty was half leaning on a bed supported by a mattress. The emperor was lying next to him, and a pair of small hands nervously pressed gently on the emperor's chest.
Slapping.
The official's face was as white as paper, without any blood, his lips were slightly white, and there were still some medicine residue on his beard. It was obvious that he had just drank medicine.
"The officials..." For some reason, the two ministers looked at the extremely weak emperor lying on the bed, and tears filled their eyes and they knelt down.
They know that this world cannot be separated from this emperor!
Although the emperor has basically never taken care of any specific affairs since he ascended the throne, he does not look like a wise king at all.
Things like diligence are even more insulated from it.
Since he took office in the second year of Ming Dynasty, he may not have spent even one year in court in Chui Gong Hall.
However, there is probably no one in this world who is more suitable to be the Emperor of the Song Dynasty than him.
In particular, Lu Yijian and Zhang Dexiang both experienced times when Zhenzong was making nonsense.
The feeling about this is particularly profound!
"Two gentlemen..." Leaning on the mattress, Zhao Zhen's spirit became more and more depressed and weak, but he still insisted on speaking, even if his voice was as low as the buzzing of mosquitoes: "Please get up..."
"I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you two this time..."
"Especially Lu Qing..."
Zhao Zhen understood that now that something happened to him, it would not actually affect him personally. However, like Jing Younian, he might have to stay ill for several months to recuperate, but Lu Yijian was different.
He is the Prime Minister and will bear all responsibilities.
Including criticism from scholars and attacks from common people.
"I am terrified, but I am willing to die for your majesty!" Lu Yijian burst into tears and sobbed: "Good morning to your majesty with the Holy Eucharist..."
"I..." Zhao Zhen felt a little dizzy. He half-closed his eyes, stayed awake, and tried hard to say: "I...may...can...want to...recuperate..."
"National...national affairs...should be...please leave it to you two..."
He firmly grasped the little hand of his beloved son beside him and raised it with all his strength... "The emperor... the emperor... although... wise... but... not yet... not old enough..."
"I'm afraid...it's difficult...to take into account...the country...both internally...and internally..."
Zhao Zhen's words sounded weak, reluctant, and could even be said to be pleading.
Lu Yijian and Zhang Dexiang both bowed their heads and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if my ministers are shattered to pieces, they will definitely protect the emperor's heirs and protect the country for your Majesty!"
"Second... Qing... is doing something..." Zhao Zhen said with all his strength: "I... don't worry..."
After spitting out the last word, the emperor finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
Xu Xi immediately stepped forward and checked his pulse.
Everyone looked at this Hanlin medical officer.
After a long time, Xu Xi took a step back and bowed to Empress Cao: "God bless the official family, the condition is finally under control..."
"It's just..." He lay on the ground: "I thought it might take months or even years for officials to recover before they can recover..."
There is nothing that can be done about it. Qi and blood are in retrograde motion, and if you are not careful, you will die directly from the sky.
The official was young, his body could still bear it, and the dose of medicine he probably took was not excessive, and he was discovered and rescued in time, so he finally managed to save his life from the Taishan Prefect.
His life was saved, but recovery was not that simple.
This is also because the emperor is young, otherwise, I am afraid that his language, body, spirit and thinking ability will be affected in the future.
Even so, at present, it cannot be concluded that His Majesty can fully recover.
But when Empress Cao and Lu Yijian listened, Zhang Dexiang felt a huge stone fall in their hearts!
As long as the emperor can recover, that's fine.
As long as the emperor in Yanhe Hall is still there, there will be no problems in the country and the world.
After all, the entire Song Dynasty had long been accustomed to the fact that the emperor was ill and government affairs depended on the affairs of the two governments.
Therefore, considering that this place is an official residence after all, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, Lu Yijian and Zhang Dexiang bowed their heads to Empress Cao: "Queen, I will retire first..."
Queen Cao nodded: "Two gentlemen, go slowly!"
Therefore, Lu Yijian and Zhang Dexiang bowed to the emperor on the bed, then bowed to the little imperial heir beside the emperor, and then slowly exited.
However, when they walked to the door, they discovered a problem - the officials did not say that they wanted the queen to listen to politics behind the curtain...
