"What are you doing with this? You're kidding, take it off quickly."
The long red banner made the old man frown slightly. He always felt that it was not on par with the National Congress, and it just felt a bit messy.
There are court rules and etiquette for doing things in the imperial court, otherwise what would the Ministry of Rites do?
This is the primary election for the meeting of princes and ministers to discuss government affairs. It is decorated with lanterns and decorations like the Queen Mother's birthday, which is really nondescript.
The person in charge of the organizer, the Minister of Etiquette, Queeni, was not happy. This was specially done by the prince-in-law. How could it be called nonsense!
Innovation, do you understand innovation, you backward element!
As a professional, Kuibutang felt that it was very good. In the future, the Qing Dynasty could handle all conferences and meetings in this way, no matter how small or large. Later, he wrote some of the new forms proposed by the emperor today into the ceremony of the Ministry of Rites and promoted them throughout the country.
How can it be called the New Qing Dynasty if it is not innovative and innovative?
"Brother, I think this is good. Firstly, it looks grand and shows the importance of the National Assembly. Secondly, it can also show the world that under your leadership, the Qing Dynasty is constantly innovating and improving. The so-called new is not new, look at it.
If the form remains the same as in the past, doesn’t it mean that the Qing Dynasty has not changed much under the leadership of the elder brother?”
Jia Liu stepped forward and threw a cigarette to the old rich man, and then lit it with a lighter himself. He also said a lot of far-sighted words in his mouth, which smoothed the old rich man's stern face.
As the saying goes, don’t hit the smiling person, and what Guiziliu said was quite reasonable. The truth struck his heart again, so the old man took two puffs of his cigarette and didn’t say anything.
If someone really had to take down the banner by force, Liu Zi would definitely not be able to bear it. If he couldn't think about it, he would find something to do for him later, and that would be uneconomical.
Young people are easily impulsive.
As the eldest brother, he also has to take more responsibility.
"Stop wandering around outside and come in with me."
"okay!"
The old rich man held the cigarette in his hand and glanced at Queenie, the devil's bastard. The latter had a calm look on his face.
More people are coming one after another, and there is still a while before the meeting time.
Before the old man arrived, several other military ministers and several Manchu and Han ministers from the Sixth Ministry had just entered. The nominated clan members had entered the designated area of the clan mansion an hour in advance and were on standby.
"Zhongtang, please!"
Jia Liu took the initiative to fall one position behind to highlight Lao Fu's leadership position.
This made the old rich feel a little warm in his heart.
"Sir, please!"
Queenie also took the initiative to fall one position behind to highlight his leadership position.
It also made Jia Liu feel a little warm in his heart.
If everyone in the Qing Dynasty was as enlightened as Lao Kui, reforms and revolutions could be carried out without bloodshed or death.
Wouldn't it be nice to make progress together happily? If you have to live and die, why bother fighting and killing?
"The minister in charge of military aircraft, the minister in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the minister of bodyguards in charge of the Zhengbai Banner, the Minister of the Lifan Yuan, and the Manchurian Governor of Zhenghuang Banner, Fu Zhongtang, are here!"
A Manchurian Qixinlang who was in charge of the gate of the clan's mansion, like a palace eunuch, shouted out a series of enviable titles on the old rich man's head at the top of his lungs.
But speaking of it, the old rich man had very strict requirements for himself. As the dignified military minister and the de facto leader of the imperial court, he did not get a title for himself. With this realization, Jia Liu was beyond his reach.
In the past year, the old rich man has not made a penny from his family!
Just ask this, who else can do it in the Qing Dynasty now!
This is the real honest official!
The gold content of Jia Liu's self-packaged blue sky is three nines, and the rich man's gold content is four nines!
It was a rule for senior officials to register at the door, but when it was Jia Liu's turn, Qi Xinlang's application was a little too hasty, so he called him the Governor of Zhili. Jia Liu didn't apply for any of the other positions he held.
So when Jia Liu passed by Qi Xinlang, he looked at him one more time and thought to himself, you boy, just wait for me, and I will tell you to shout from morning to night!
The princes and ministers who had already arrived heard that Fu Zhongtang was coming, and many of them cast their eyes towards the gate.
It's just that there's an indescribable feeling in this look, a weird one.
The old man also quickly sensed that something was wrong. When he took a closer look, his lungs were about to explode: Who the hell invited the portraits of Taizu Taizong, Shizushengzu, and Emperor Shizong from the Ancestral Temple to this place!
The five emperors of the Qing Dynasty were all lined up one foot away from the gate, and the one in the middle was Emperor Taizu Nurhachi.
Take a closer look and you’ll see that underneath the portraits of the five emperors, there’s a biographical sketch written in small print.
Before the old man could ask who did it, Queenie had already stepped forward and explained: "It is the opinion of the Ministry of Rites to place the portraits of emperors in the middle hall of the Fu Middle Hall. The purpose is to tell the candidates of the clan that we have won the Qing Dynasty hard-won."
, it must be passed down and guarded from generation to generation. Whether you are selected or not selected, you must not forget the spirit of hard work of your ancestors.
Without the sacrifices of Taizu Taizong and others to start their own business, there would be no Aisin Gioro today, let alone the glory of our Qing Dynasty. It is their iron bones that hold up our future and the sun of the Qing Dynasty. Their heroic names will be immortal.
, their spirit will last forever
All descendants of Aisin Gioro must pay high respect to their ancestors and admire their great achievements.”
Um?
The old rich man was stunned for a moment when he called Queenie. He obviously felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't say a word to refute.
Jia Liu was also stunned: Lao Kui must have beaten Sister Yu'er last night, otherwise his skill would not have improved again.
"Yes, Kuibutang is right. The children of the clan must never forget their roots. They must follow the example of the previous emperors and shed blood and sweat for the Qing Dynasty to take off again."
Jia Liu looked certain.
The old rich man's face twitched, but because many people were watching, he did not have an attack, and pretended to go forward and kowtow to the portraits of the past emperors one by one.
Jia Liu also kowtows with him. In any case, these five Aixinjueluo are considered his elders.
The princes and ministers who came from behind were also unavoidable. They all came to the main venue after bowing.
Jia Liu's brother-in-law Chunying came with Hengchang, the prince of Shuncheng County. This Hengchang is also the only prince left in the Daishan family of Prince Li.
This boy was also very lucky. During the palace chaos, he went to have trouble outside the customs, so he successfully avoided the trouble. Otherwise, he would probably have ended the game.
Prince Kang Yongen and Prince Qingheng of Heping County were not only executed by the whole family for their treason, but also the inheritance of hereditary kings was cut off.
Several princes whom the old man had tried to win over also came. Lerjin, Bi Yuan, E Bao, Xu Yuchang, Cathay, Xu Ji and other members of the mutual aid association came in two batches. Maybe they didn't want others to see that they were
Forming cliques.
To Jia Liu's surprise, Qianlong's son-in-law, the brave Prince Lawang, also came, but considering that he was also a prince, it cannot be said that the Mongolian prince was not a prince.
The other son of the Fourth Japs, the fourth elder brother and Prince Lu Yongxuan, also arrived. The fifteenth elder brother was Jiaqing. Because he did not have a title, he was not qualified to attend this meeting of princes and ministers.
As the time for the meeting came, almost all the princes, ministers, and representatives of the governors in Beijing were present. The sect's mansion was very lively with birds and beasts, a lot of red and purple python robes, and people.
He Shen also arrived, but he did not speak to Brother Dongge and just stood silently in the crowd.
Jia Liu's cousin, Prince An, Se Hentu, came together with his second cousin, Xingbu Shangshu Se Kexi. Also present were Jia Liu's eldest cousin, Sai Chong'a, his second cousin, Ur Xibalan, and others.
Both of these cousins have the right to vote and are also the person in charge of security at the venue.
That's why Jia Liu came to the meeting boldly and confidently, but just in case, he tied an iron plate with him and hid a small gun and a dagger.
The palace was very lively, and it was the most attended event since the death of the Queen Mother.
Although the meeting venue was set at the Zongren Mansion, the entire meeting order and process was under the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate also sent several censors to supervise.
According to the meeting procedure, Kuini, the Minister of Etiquette, asked the twelfth prince Yongzhuang to speak on behalf of his emperor.
After recalling the speech written by his rich dad in his mind, Yong Ceng spoke eloquently and fluently, attracting admiring glances from the princes and ministers present.
The next step is to vote on the candidates, using a secret ballot.
The Military Aircraft Department originally planned to use a registered vote, but the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel strongly opposed it, saying that if a registered vote was used, no matter what the result was, the princes and ministers participating in the vote would get into unnecessary trouble.
And since it is a fair and just election to select the hat king, the wishes of the voters must be respected. If the names are recorded, it will inevitably be suspected of retaliation.
The old rich man thought it right and agreed to a secret ballot.
Anyway, he controls the most votes, so it doesn't matter even if he jumps to two or three votes.
So, why bother telling others.
The Zongren Mansion has reviewed the origins of the nominated candidates and made a large playing card several meters long with the names of the candidates written on it.
In addition, several ballot boxes were made according to the voting method for princes and ministers to vote.
Jia Liu didn't sit in the front row because there was no front row.
There is only one main seat, which belongs to the "Prince Prince", the twelfth prince. Others, including the rich man, have chairs arranged on both sides.
Although I was dissatisfied, I considered that this was just a primary election and not in the Qianqing Palace, so I didn't complain.
While everyone was discussing, he carefully looked at the list of candidates. All the people he nominated were there, and most of the others were unfamiliar.
However, there was Gushanbeile Yongzhuang on the list, which surprised Jia Liu because this kid was the one who openly beat Qianlong in the Qianqing Palace last year.
A man who even dared to beat the emperor could be nominated as the hat king candidate. This fully proves that this meeting of princes and ministers is really open, democratic and full of new atmosphere.
As long as this trend can be maintained, monarchy centralism will inevitably come to the end of history.
Privately, Jia Liu felt that this meeting of princes and ministers discussing politics was very much like the Senate.
The Ministry of Rites read out the names one by one, and there was no whispering or buzzing. The princes and ministers who had the right to vote all present had calm expressions.
Jia Liu nodded secretly, this is the image of an important minister.
It really looks like a vegetable market, how decent is it?
Yong Cang had seen the process arrangement before and stood up after the list was read out to announce the start of the voting.
Prince An, who did not want to sit in the first place under his right hand, suddenly stood up and interrupted him, saying: "Twelfth brother, wait a moment, your uncle, Prince An, wants to nominate someone else."
Yongxun was startled when he heard this: "Who does Uncle An Wang want to nominate?"
Uncle Se pointed to his eldest cousin sitting on the chair in the second row diagonally opposite him: "That's the Governor of Zhili, Aixinjue Luo Shikai."