Picked up a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 395
Song Dian immediately sent many Huangmen to call a group of ministers to participate in the court meeting.

Wang Fu, Xing Ziang and other foreign ministers also returned one after another. Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, Yuan Shu and others could not return due to government affairs, so they could only bow in the direction of Luoyang in their respective areas and send the emperor respectfully.

The ministers gathered in the hall, all of them lowered their heads, no one spoke, the hall was extremely silent, even Wang Fu, with his eyes closed, sat in his seat, the prince hurriedly left from the side door He came in and sat in the top position. Even though the enthronement hall has not yet been held, he is a legitimate prince. If today is not here, he is actually the emperor of the Han Empire.

Wang Fu got up subconsciously and led all the officials to meet him.

"Meet Your Majesty"

Wang Fu looked very lonely. The little fat man was sitting on the top seat, looking down at the ministers below. For some reason, there was some turmoil in his heart. Looking at the respectful eyes of the ministers, he felt vaguely uncomfortable and restless. He thought about the emperor Looking at the appearance of Emperor Daxing, he waved his hands and said, "Please sit down, gentlemen."

"Emperor Daxing passed away, my heart hurts, and the world mourns." The little fat man said a few words, and couldn't hold back his tears. He said: "I ordered the world to order the people of the big man to mourn for Emperor Daxing Three days!" In the past, people mourned spontaneously, but now it belongs to the nature of temples. When the emperor dies, the day is the year, the common people mourn for three days, and the royal family mourns for 27 days.

This was ordered by the most benevolent Emperor Xiaowen of the Han Dynasty. He was afraid that mourning for many days would delay farming and state affairs, so he issued such an edict.

"According to the order!"

"Where is Mr. Cao, Dahonghe?"

"The minister is here." Cao Song squeezed out from the crowd, and the fat man asked, "When is the enthronement scheduled?"

Cao Song said: "Your Majesty, February 21st is a very auspicious day, and the enthronement should be held."

"Good, let's settle it like this!"

"Follow the order." Cao Song slowly retreated to his seat.

"Where is Situ Wang Talisman?"

"The minister is here."

"Has the posthumous name of the temple name of Emperor Daxing been decided?" The little fat man asked suspiciously, Wang Fu thought for a while, and said: "The ministers have not yet decided, only, according to the words of the ministers, Emperor Xiaohuan gave the temple name , the second generation will give it again, maybe there is something wrong."

The little fat man stood up abruptly, and roared angrily: "Don't you think that the late emperor is not good enough to enshrine the ancestral temple?" All the officials were terrified, got up quickly, and said: "I dare not!"

"If my father doesn't have a temple name, then I will give you posthumous names!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the wise emperor who lived forever"

The little fat man looked at them solemnly, his attitude gradually became gentle again, and he said: "The ministers of the court are all the confidantes of Emperor Daxing, and I regard them as elders, and I hope that you will spare no effort to govern together. Big man!" He said, got up, and bowed to the surrounding officials, but all the officials did not dare to accept it, and bowed back again.

"In addition, it is the matter of the imperial mausoleum"

The little fat man sighed, looked at Wang Fu, and said, "I have to trouble Wang Situ for this matter."

It was a long time after the court meeting started that the little fat man got used to the feeling of sitting in the top position. However, he was still young. Although he acted like the late emperor, he was a little restless. He lacked the prestige of the late emperor. The little fat man couldn't do it with a group of three gentlemen and nine ministers, and he still had to rely on intimidation and yelling to calm them down.

However, he is still young after all, so this is also very good. At least, he has the courage to sit directly in the top position without any hesitation or thinking. This has already made many ministers admire him in his heart. However, this It was another emperor who ruled rams. Alas, the officials looked at the superior emperor. For some reason, Emperor Daxing seemed to be staring at them, and his heart was tense.

The emperor just left?

None of the officials could believe it, even the little fat man sitting in the top position couldn't believe it. Before he arrived, he had thought of a lot of words and words, but when he sat in the top position At that time, his mind was blank, and all the things he had thought before were forgotten by him. At this moment, he didn't know what to say, and the court meeting became extremely silent.

Among the officials, Yuan Feng slowly raised his head. His eyes were red and swollen, and his expression was as lonely as the rest of the old officials. He looked at the rank of officials, and Zhang He sat down among the officials with his head down. Because of his special official position, the ministers didn't care about him, so he hid among the officials and was not noticed by everyone. He lowered his head very deeply, so low-key.

Yuan Feng's heart trembled, he remembered the order that the emperor gave him when he summoned him privately that day.

"For the first court meeting, if Zhang Yun held his head upright and faced the new emperor, Duke Yuan would not have to act."

"If he keeps his head down and doesn't speak, and wants to avoid the officials, please ask Yuan Gong and other ministers to present the new king, and please kill Zhang Yun."

Yuan Feng looked at the people around him and walked to the center of the hall. He arched his hands, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, the world is saddened by the death of Emperor Daxing. There is only one person who is very happy to hear that. Banquet, drink non-stop, and I hope His Majesty will kill him!"

When the little fat man heard this, he was furious and almost jumped up from his seat. He asked, "Who is this person???"

"It's pointing directly at the embroidered clothes messenger Zhang He!"

Zhang He was startled, jumped up from his seat, pointed at Yuan Feng and cursed: "You old thief, why are you spitting blood, I have been working hard on mourning, and I haven't returned home for three or four days, what do you want to do??? "

The little fat man didn't dare to believe that Zhang He could do such a thing. He frowned and looked at Yuan Feng with some doubts. The officials were extremely happy when they saw that Yuan Feng wanted to eradicate Zhang He. Yuan Feng accused Zhang Yun of his behavior, Zhang Yun's face turned red, how could he not know that this was because he had held the knife for the emperor for a long time, and if the emperor was not here, they wanted to kill him!

He couldn't argue with everything, and he couldn't stand up to these eloquent ministers, looking around anxiously.

Cai Yong was even more stunned, because he remembered that the emperor had entrusted him with a few unclear words not long ago.

"The next court meeting, if all the officials ask to kill Zhang Yun, you will protect him. Please discuss it later and tell the prince, my order to kill him, and my order to protect him. The embroidered messenger must hold the hand of the emperor. "

At this moment, Cai Yong suddenly realized, and he was still a little panicked. The emperor had already thought about what happened after his death, and left behind to help the prince regain Zhang He? ? ?What kind of person, after death, can still play with the officials in the palm of his hand? ? ?

Cai Yong hurriedly worshiped, and said: "Your Majesty, Emperor Daxing passed away not long ago, and Zhang Jun is deeply favored by Emperor Daxing after seeing the bad blood. I hope His Majesty can discuss this matter in the future."

The little fat man was overjoyed, the old man was still facing him, so he used this as an excuse to reject the impeachment of the ministers in the court.

Zhang He was a little terrified and trembling all over. Today, he almost died at the hands of hundreds of officials. No way, he must let the emperor see the usefulness of the embroidered emissary, so that he can protect himself. He hurriedly looked at the emperor. Riman panicked.

After the court meeting was over, Cai Yong followed the prince and said in a low voice, "Emperor Daxing once ordered his ministers to convey a message to His Majesty. The order to kill Zhang He, and the order to protect Zhang He, the embroidered messenger, must be grasped." with the hands of the Son of Heaven."

As if a thunderbolt flashed past the emperor's mind, he widened his eyes, nodded, and said, "I see."

Not long after returning to the East Palace, Song Dian came to report that Zhang Xi had come.

The little fat man nodded, and Zhang He walked in in a panic, bowed in front of the emperor, and called him His Majesty.

"Zhang Jun? What's the matter??"

"Your Majesty, the Embroidered Clothes Envoy always obeys His Majesty's orders, so he came to listen to His Majesty's orders!" Zhang He said hastily.

"Hahaha, Zhang Jun didn't come a few days ago, but came here in a hurry today, why?"

The little fat man sneered, approached Zhang Yun slowly, and asked some coldly.

"Your Majesty, I thought. After your Majesty ascended the throne, I will come to see you again. Your Majesty forgives your sins, and I hope your Majesty forgives your sins!" Zhang He really felt his danger today. The ministers hated him to the death, and even came up with nothing. Framed, he knew that so many ministers united to impeach him, without the first emperor in charge, he would not be able to protect himself at all!
Fortunately, the little fat man didn't taunt him anymore, he helped him up, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to worry. My father regards you as a confidant, and so do I. I know that you are at odds with the officials, so you don't have to worry about it." , as long as you treat me as the first emperor, the officials will never harm you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! I am willing to die!"

Zhang He walked out of the palace, his legs were still trembling slightly, he really didn't understand why the officials attacked him so quickly, it stands to reason that the officials shouldn't be eyeing him because he acted so low-key during this period of time Ah, although I don't understand, I'm still glad that His Majesty didn't blame me, and I still serve His Majesty, and the officials can't help me anymore.

The little fat man was sitting in the East Palace, holding the book in his hand, shaking his head, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart, father, is there such a big gap between you and me?

When the Huangmen was sorting out the Hall of Houde, they found three copies of the emperor's family members, all of which were sealed. Well-behaved, out of the emperor's pen and ink, Song Dian hastily handed over these letters to the little fat man, the little fat man went into the study, dismissed everyone, and then slowly read on.

He didn't open the letter that said "two", but opened the other two.

One is an edict of appointment, simply, it is an edict of the emperor, and it is an edict of canonization. The edict is the canonization of the Yellow Gate in the palace and the canonization of the Song Dian. Before leaving, the emperor didn't seem to have forgotten the eunuch who had been with him all the time, he was canonized as a marquis, and he asked the emperor to treat him well and let him live in his old age.

The little fat man didn't understand, but why did Song Dian's canonization be so private?
The order was written to himself, and it simply said that after his death, he should not be buried generously. It is good to bury himself sparingly. He must not be buried generously, otherwise he would feel uneasy, and the little fat man lamented With one sound, he knew that his father was very thrifty, but he couldn't bear to bury his father in such a simple manner. At the end of the letter, the emperor suddenly wrote:

"One month after my burial, I will open the "Second" letter and act according to the edict written by me. The new king must not violate it!!!!"

The little fat man frowned, suppressed his curiosity, and still didn't open the second letter.

From then on, the ministers began to get busy, agreeing on the posthumous title of the temple, and even making preparations for the new king's ascension to the throne, and negotiating a new year name. In front of him, he had to observe filial piety for 27 days and was not allowed to leave. During this period, he appointed Xun Yu as Yilang, and promoted Xun You directly to the position of Taishi Ling.

Yuan Shu was worshiped as the County Marquis, and Ma Jun was also promoted by him to be the Minister of Sikong.

He began to install his cronies, this is the rule of the past dynasties, and the officials can't object, they can only accept it.

When the filial piety period was about to pass, Song Dian suddenly handed him a letter. This letter was given to Song Dian by the emperor. Song Dian was asked to hand it over to the little fat man himself. He took the letter and opened it in front of him. It was indeed written by the emperor himself.

It is the same as the letter left by the emperor before.

There is only one difference, that is, Song Dian was worshiped as a township lord, and replaced by worshiping as Zhongchangshi. Even the words Zhongchangshi are slightly different, a little rough, and if you look carefully, it doesn't fit in with the surrounding fonts. The emperor was furious and threw the letter in front of Song Dian. Song Dian was puzzled and looked down for a few times. The emperor sneered and asked, "Mr. Song, what is written in this letter?"

"Country, slaves are illiterate."

"What's the crime of bullying the king?!"

Song Dian fell to his knees in front of the little fat man, crying, and said, "National servants really can't read!"

"I'm here to tell you that this letter is from my father, so that I can promote you as a regular servant!"

Song Dian was taken aback, shook his head, and said, "Slaves never dare to expect extravagantly."

"Of course you don't dare, don't say that my father has already abolished the Zhongchang servant, what's more, he still left a letter, which is the same as yours, the only difference is that he worships you as the township lord, but, hehehe, Your admiration for Zhongchangshi doesn't seem like the words of Emperor Daxing."

Song Dian's eyes widened, and he cried out: "National servants, I dare not change the emperor's edict. After the country handed over this letter to my servants, my servants never opened it, never read it, my servants are wronged."

"Come here, take down this thief who tampered with the Emperor's Edict, and bring him to the Embroidered Clothes Emissary's Mansion!!!"

The little fat man shouted angrily, and immediately the guards stepped forward, escorted him and went out. Song Dian shouted that he was wronged, and the emperor suddenly remembered that some words were missing in this letter. After comparing the letters, he found out that Ordering him to go home, Anyang for his old age, was not included in the edict handed over by Song Dian, the little fat man suddenly seemed to understand something, he waved his hand to make Su Wei stop.

"Forget it, you've been with my father for decades, so you'll just go back to your hometown and take care of your old age. I'll give you some money and won't let you suffer."

"Thank you country. Thank you country"

Song Dian was crying, and was dragged out of the palace by the guards, and left the most familiar place he had lived in for 20 years.

Watching him leave, the emperor held two edicts and suddenly took a cold breath.

"Father, you."

(End of this chapter)