In the Chengtian Hall, many important ministers of the Qin Dynasty filed in, found their positions and stood in line, preparing for the next court meeting.
However, as the time approached, what surprised all the officials was that a familiar figure at the front failed to appear.
The Prime Minister Lu Chunqiu, who is usually known as the head of the hundred officials, is always the first to go to court. Today, the court meeting is about to begin. Several other big officials are in place, but the Prime Minister has never been seen.
All the ministers were like foxes, and they immediately smelled something unusual. Officials and colleagues who were usually close to each other were in the same period.
As soon as the time for the court meeting arrived, Jinwu Zhi immediately stepped forward to close the door of the palace. The hearts of all the officials sank. I am afraid that the Prime Minister may not be able to come today.
Then Emperor Qin appeared in the main hall, sat on the dragon chair, and saw a missing figure in front of him. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
The ministers secretly glanced at Emperor Qin who was sitting in the main hall, but could not find any expression on his face, and did not know whether he was happy or angry.
Zhao Gao, as always, shouted in his high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty ascends to the court, and hundreds of officials pay their respects."
At this time, all the officials had mixed emotions, and the lower-ranking officials were even at a loss. Logically speaking, in the past, the prime minister took the lead, and everyone saluted in unison. But now that the prime minister is not here, no one takes the lead, and no one dares to do so easily.
Taking the lead, the atmosphere in the hall was a bit dull for a while.
It's like the feeling in later generations when the class monitor who usually stands up regardless of rain or shine suddenly asks for leave.
Li Si saw Emperor Qin's face darken and felt bad. He held up a wat board and saluted. Seeing this, all the officials finally breathed a sigh of relief. They saluted together and shouted: "Greetings to your Majesty."
Emperor Qin's face remained expressionless, and he raised his left hand in vain: "Your Majesty, please be equal." However, there was a flash of appreciation for Li Si in his eyes.
After the ceremony, it was Zhao Gao's turn to speak again: "You can report anything you have to me."
Taiwei Wei Liao was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, there have been constant wars in the north and south of Xinjiang in the past two years, and we need to recruit more new soldiers. The veteran reported before, and your majesty said that the situation of soldiers in various places will be presented first. This is the situation of soldiers in various places.
, please ask the Holy Spirit to judge the matter of conscription."
After saying this, a young eunuch ran down, took the memorial from his hand, and handed it to Emperor Qin respectfully.
Emperor Qin read it quickly, and with a plan in mind, he said: "I see that there are many soldiers from various places, so I will first transfer half of them from various places to supplement the border troops."
Upon hearing this, Wei Liao immediately replied: "There are not so many vacancies in the border army. There may not be enough guards in various places. Does your Majesty want to recruit new troops from various places?"
Emperor Qin shook his head: "The excess from the border troops will be used to fill the area. The soldiers also need to be rotated. The Taiwei Mansion will come up with a charter and let's do it like this."
Wei Liao agreed and retired.
Later, the Shaofu and Zhisu's internal history also came forward to say something. Until the court meeting dispersed, no one mentioned Prime Minister Lu Chunqiu.
However, the matter was not over. After the officials dispersed, countless confusions and uneasiness shrouded the hearts of the officials like dark clouds.
In particular, the officials affiliated with the Prime Minister's Mansion were even more uneasy. After retreating from the court, they hurried to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion together.
However, they were all stopped in front of the door by Menzi, who said apologetically to the officials: "My Prime Minister is unwell and does not want to see guests. Please go back."
Of course, all the officials did not give up. One of them secretly stuffed a stack of gold tickets into the door's arms, and then said: "Brother, we really have something important to meet with the Prime Minister. Please help us and inform him again. Just say I'll wait."
Wait for the Prime Minister here, even if the Prime Minister only sees us once or says a word."
The disciple looked embarrassed and said, "But the Prime Minister did tell me that if I don't see any guests today, why don't you all come back tomorrow?"
At this time, another official came forward, stuffed two pearls the size of walnuts, and said: "Whether it succeeds or not, it is still troublesome to make one more trip, or the prime minister does not know that there are so many people waiting for him."
The servant looked up and saw that there were at least twenty or thirty important ministers in the court. He felt that this matter was indeed not a small matter, so he couldn't help but nodded and said: "My lords, please wait a moment. Even if I am scolded by the Prime Minister, I have to make this trip for you."
He said this, but his feet did not move.
Those officials didn't know what he was thinking, and they didn't care about any external possessions at this time. A stack of gold tickets and treasures were delivered to the door's arms, and the door left with satisfaction.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the disciple came out with his face covered, and said to all the officials: "Your Excellencies have also seen it. It's not that I didn't pass the message, but the Prime Minister is really not here to see the guests. Please go back."
The officials looked helpless and left with sighs.
After the incident at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the news that the officials had returned without success was immediately spread by interested people. In an instant, rumors spread throughout Chang'an City and fermented rapidly.
The entire Tingwei Mansion felt like it was facing a formidable enemy. Countless guards in black were patrolling the streets. The already uneasy atmosphere became even more intense.
The entire Chang'an City was affected. On this day, the dignitaries in Chang'an City fell into an inexplicable panic.
Countless people have trouble sleeping, waiting for further news.
Following a letter from the palace, it was sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion and was seen by countless eyeliners outside the mansion. It was like a huge stone smashed into a pond, causing thousands of waves.
Now everyone's eyes were fixed on the Prime Minister's Palace, wondering what the palace's decree was.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Chunqiu's face was rosy, and he did not look sick at all. What's more, with his unfathomable martial arts cultivation, how could he be suffering from illness if his end was not imminent.
In front of him, Emperor Qin's autographed letter lay quietly there, but it had not yet been opened.
This was his test, to test the attitude of the Eternal Emperor towards him, but now that the result was before him, he hesitated a little, not knowing whether to open it or not.
Opening or not opening may be two outcomes.
Lu Chunqiu sighed, then picked up the letter and tore it open gently. He saw that it read: What contribution did you make to Qin? Qin made Henan the king and settled it for 100,000 households.
After reading this, Lu Chunqiu suddenly laughed out loud. Killing people and killing people is indeed His Majesty's style. But I don't know if he has guessed what he plans to do?
What makes people feel weird is that no one knows who spread the news. All the big and small dignitaries in Chang'an City have received the news: the letter in the palace is an autographed letter from Emperor Qin, and the content of the letter is related to Lu Chunqiu's hand.
That letter is word for word.
A more turbulent atmosphere permeated the city of Chang'an, and I am afraid that the Qin Dynasty's court will undergo major changes.
It was already very late when Lin Ze received the news, and he was shocked. I asked why the atmosphere was so weird. It turned out that Emperor Qin was planning to attack Lu Chunqiu.
But why Emperor Qin wanted to attack Lu Chunqiu, Lin Ze still didn't understand. If it was just to build Afang Palace, Emperor Qin didn't have to kill him. With this letter now, Lu Chunqiu might be dead.
Lin Ze then thought of another level: Could it be that the Qin Dynasty is really going to be in chaos?