Chapter 952: Your Majesty, it’s time to burn the paper!
"Let Prince An sweep the streets?"
When the president heard about this, he felt incredible. Even if Prince An was guilty, considering the unity factor, he should not be allowed to sweep the streets. It would be fine to arrange for him to guard the gate at any yamen.
Isn’t it being a bitch to let people sweep the streets?
Very ridiculous.
The president thought that the Six Emperors might have been dazzled by the hard-won victory.
After all, Prince An still has some old subordinates in Beijing. Once these people hear that Prince An has swept the streets, it is hard to say whether they will be willing to carry out the reform.
Moreover, Prince An is the cousin of the Supreme Emperor after all. He doesn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Even if he wants to cut off his royal title, he should still fuck him with a Baylor. One stroke is definitely too much.
I also heard that Qianlong was assigned to some poetry association, and that the rich thief Lao Le was also released, and the president was immediately unhappy.
Because the Emperor did not adopt any of the opinions he gave!
Angrily, he went to His Majesty the Emperor to reason with him.
When we arrived at the emperor's office, the imperial minister Master Shuan Zhu, the prime minister and deputy ministers Asha and Ji Yun, the admiral of the First Army Bao Ning, the minister of the internal affairs Jin Jian, the uprising generals Wanyan Jisan, Martai and others were all there.
We are discussing about going to Beijing.
Seeing that it was the president, Jia Liu stood up enthusiastically and handed the small bench he was sitting on to the president: "Lao Li, you came just in time. They asked me to hold a grand entrance ceremony. What do you think?"
It was Jin Jian, the minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who made this suggestion. He believed that when the emperor entered Beijing, there should be a sense of ceremony, which meant that it had to be extremely grand. Not to mention mobilizing millions of soldiers and civilians, at least 100,000 people had to be mobilized to accompany him.
Lao A added that it would be best to draw out 20,000 soldiers from the main First Army and the rebel army, form a phalanx of infantry and cavalry with bright armor, enter the city, and then parade at the Meridian Gate, when His Majesty the Emperor, riding a white horse, will shout in the Long Live Cry.
The appearance in the middle will definitely be spectacular.
"...This not only shows the majesty of our emperor, but also shows the strength of our officers and soldiers. The young people are definitely timid, and the soldiers and civilians of the capital must also support them..."
Lao A's proposal was based on his understanding of His Majesty the Emperor, so he believed that the Six Emperors would be happy to accept it, and then gave Lao A a big thumbs up.
"It's not that it can't be done, but this will mean that the emperor will have to postpone his visit to Beijing, at least for half a month."
The president wanted to organize a welcome ceremony for the soldiers and civilians in Beijing, as well as organize a troop review. It would take time, so don't cause more trouble in a hurry.
If you want to do it, you have to do it formally and set up a special group to take charge of this matter.
Etiquette and formalities must also be followed.
It should also be of the highest quality, at least more grand than the former Queen Mother's 80th birthday, which would cost at least five million taels.
"Five million taels?!"
This astronomical figure surprised Jia Liu, and he quickly calmed down his turbulent heart. He spent five million taels just to enter the city. Do you really think that he is Qianlong's prodigal son?
"Forget it, let's go to Beijing as planned. Don't be formalistic. I don't like extravagance and waste. With these five million taels, I can give a pension to the sixty-year-old people in the world."
He turned around and looked at the big Western clock. Seeing that there was still an hour before the special train departed, he asked everyone to get ready.
Cabinet members Tong Shuanzhu stayed behind.
First, Shuan Zhu was ordered to go to Baoding to bring the ladies to Beijing.
"oh."
Shuan Zhu nodded and said nothing.
After the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was dismissed and changed to the imperial minister, and I heard that the young master asked Lao Ji to be responsible for the master's daily life, Shuan Zhu's spirit was obviously not as good as before.
He just became silent and not as lively as before.
Maybe he knew that the young master didn't like him to be too close to the master, but as a son of the Jia family, the master had taken care of him since he was a child and treated him as a member of the family, so Shuan Zhu couldn't emotionally accept the young master's treatment of the master for a while.
I really don't understand why the young master always wants to kill him.
Jia Liu ignored Shuan Zhu, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction with Shuan Zhu for not being able to follow him closely. Who knew that this young master of his was not from the Jia family at all.
Lao Ji reported on the work in Beijing, which ministers were resolute in the reform, which ones were forced to go to Liangshan, which ones were idlers, and which ones were still foolishly loyal to Qianlong and his son and were unwilling to contribute to the new dynasty.
Jia Liu said: "Later, you can draw up a list and give it to Ding Qing."
He also asked Lao Ji to prepare an imperial edict and send it to Lao Bo, the prime minister left behind in Xiangyang, and asked him to lead the left-behind officials in Xiangyang to Beijing at the beginning of next month. After that, he would adjust the various departments in Beijing according to the original plan and streamline unnecessary personnel.
After the president came to Beijing, the former Military Aircraft Department was used as the cabinet office, and the staff of the Military Aircraft Department, such as Manchu and Han Zhangjing, were retained in principle.
But instead of being called Zhang Jing, who had a pen-and-stick style, he was changed to secretary, who was responsible for doing things.
The president took a note and took a note, and then expressed his dissatisfaction: "What does the emperor think? How can you let Prince An go sweeping the streets?"
Jia Liu was puzzled: "What's wrong with sweeping the streets?"
Then he shook his head and said, "Old Li, you are an important minister of the imperial court and my confidant. If you can't even look down on the working people, what is the point of our reform?"
The president explained: "I don't mean to look down on the working people, what I mean is,"
Jia Liu interrupted him: "You mean street sweeping can only be done by ordinary people, not my cousin, right? There is no distinction between high and low jobs. As an emperor, I am just doing a job for the common people.
The old bureaucratic mentality is unacceptable..."
I talked about it eloquently, and the general idea was that the equality of officials and civilians, and the equality of officers and soldiers is the real meaning of the reform.
But he also said that letting Uncle Biao sweep the streets was just a temporary arrangement. After he came to Beijing and everything stabilized, Uncle Biao would always be given a decent treatment.
Just as the chairman was about to speak, the old man standing next to him suddenly stood up and said: "Your Majesty, there is still some time before the special train is set off. I suggest that the cabinet team and the civil and military officials of the third and higher ranks should go to the county front street to sweep the streets of Changping for the people of Changping!"
"ah!"
Jia Liu couldn't help but look at Lao A's proposal with admiration, and it also made the president and Lao Ji feel shuddering, especially Lao Ji, who had an obvious look of caution in his eyes.
The suggestion is very good, set an example and follow the example.
However, considering that without notifying the people of Changping in advance, the effectiveness of His Majesty's street sweeping service for them might be greatly reduced, Jia Liu did not agree and just asked him to pack up and set off for Beijing.
Soon, as the big Western clock chimed the time, Jia Liu's special train, surrounded by civil and military officials, slowly started to move towards the capital.
This is Jia Liu's first time taking a special train.
In the past, he didn't even sit down.
Two hours later, the majestic city walls of the capital suddenly appeared at the end of the horizon.
Enter the city from Deshengmen.
Otherwise, the name of this city gate has a special meaning.
Before reaching the city gate, Jia Liu in the special train heard cheers like a tsunami.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!"
The familiar voice made Jia Liu roll down the car window excitedly, and then he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
The majestic and tall walls of the capital city were completely whitewashed with lime water overnight!
Looking at the Desheng Gate again, no less than 10,000 people from the capital lined up along the road paved with red carpet to welcome him.
Without exception, they held triangular flags in their hands.
There are yellow flags, white flags, red flags, and blue flags.
It felt like something was wrong with Jia Liu, but he didn't think there was anything wrong at the moment.
For a moment, I realized something was wrong, it just didn't look like a reform, it looked like a maintenance.
After the royal train arrived at the city gate, the cheers of the people resounded through the sky.
"The people of the capital respectfully welcome His Majesty the Emperor. Long live, long live, long live!"
Hundreds of civil and military officials from the capital, headed by Queenie, waved their sleeves and knelt down in unison.
Behind you, inside Desheng Gate, is a sea of flowers.
"Quini, I will speak in the big meeting and in the small meeting. Don't be extravagant and wasteful. When I come to Beijing this time, don't disturb the people or mobilize the troops. Look at you, why can't you remember a single thing I said?"
Despite his critical tone, Jia Liu's face was still very happy, and he was extremely yearning for the Forbidden City that was waiting for him.
According to the procedure, Director of Security Wang Sixi brought His Majesty the Emperor's big white horse over. During the journey from Deshengmen to Di'anmen, His Majesty the Emperor will accept the admiration of the soldiers and civilians of the capital in his best posture.
Jia Liu took the riding whip and got on his horse. He looked up at the Desheng Gate plaque and wanted to imitate Li Zicheng and shoot an arrow.
Just as he was about to ride into the city, Liang Guozhi, the military minister of the Han Dynasty, suddenly rushed out of the crowd, grabbed the reins of the emperor's horse, and said urgently: "Should the emperor go to the tomb of Emperor Yi first and burn a few pieces of paper money?"