Jingming

Chapter 69

When the voice reached Renshou Palace, Empress Dowager Zhang's complexion turned even paler.

It's only been ten days, and the emperor's prestige in the inner palace has reached this level.

The eunuchs obeyed the emperor, it was a matter of course.But in the eyes of Empress Dowager Zhang, she was even more frightened in her heart.

This matter... really has nothing to do with her!

"What are you looking at us for? Marquis Wu Ding, what do you mean?"

Outside Chengtian Gate, Zhang Heling glared at Guo Xun with a sullen face.

"Hmph!" Guo Xun didn't say anything, but still looked at Chengtianmen with a sullen face and worry.

It must have been a coincidence.

No matter what the situation is, today is extremely dangerous.

If it is a natural disaster, then the battle for the gift has just ended, and now there are celestial warnings, will there be a headshot?

If it was a man-made disaster... that would be even more unimaginable.

No one knew the situation in the palace at the moment, until Mai Fu hurried to Zhang Yong's side, bowed his head and said something, Zhang Yong nodded.

"On the day of the great dynasty, all the ministers are in charge!"

In the dull voice, the left and right side doors of Chengtianmen slowly opened.

Yang Tinghe, Yuan Zonggao, and Wang Qiong all let out a long sigh of relief: If you want to go to court, you must have an emperor.

His Majesty, others are fine!

But the courtiers who walked up the Waijinshui Bridge looked at the deep doorway and became terrified.

Will there be many people who will not be able to come out today?

Bite the bullet and walked into Chengtianmen in suffocating silence, under the untidy oiled paper umbrella, everyone was uneasy.

In the area of ​​the Hou Dynasty, there is no more soil here.

For the sake of Chaoyi, many people wear soft boots on top of their boots.At this moment, they took off their outer soft boots and silently came to line up in front of the Meridian Gate.

The tee drum has not yet sounded, so there is no need to line up neatly here at this moment.

But under the invisible pressure, they just stood in the rain so naturally, and they didn't talk to each other.

"Boom!" There was a drum.

"Boom!" Er Tong drum.

Everyone waited for the third drum, and the left and right doors of the Meridian Gate were opened.

Looking up, it was the imperial guard standing in the rain, his armor gleaming.

Guo Xun walked through the right gate, and the first thing he saw when he walked outside the west corner gate was Qiu Luan, who was appointed as the guard of the guard.

The Marquis of Xianning was too ill to come back, but his grandson still participated in the Dachaohui in this way.

Facing Guo Xun's gaze, Qiu Luan didn't look sideways, and stood motionless in the rain.

The Shuowang Dachaohui is purely ceremonial.

In the heavy rain, the ceremonial guards displayed by Jin Yiwei were solemn and splendid, and the secretary of Jiaofang displayed great joy.

"The Son of Heaven is promoted to sit, and all the ministers will see you!"

In the sound of drums and music, all the officials knelt down to congratulate.

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

When he looked up, the figure of the emperor finally appeared on the throne.

The big stone in Guo Xun's heart fell to the ground. Before seeing the real person, no one was sure what happened in the palace.

Now that he can sit here, it means that the situation in the palace is under control.

"Everyone is in peace." The emperor's voice was calm and unremarkable.

Thunder bursts, heavy rain is more torrential.

Today's emperor is not sympathetic to the ministers, and the rituals of the Great Court Meeting are carried out in an orderly manner.

Standing in the rain, Xie Changjie was more eager than ever to be ranked above the third rank and stand in a place that could shelter from the wind and rain.

In the rain, there are naturally many elderly and poor health.

But today, no one dared to express any complaints. Who knows what sentence or word the emperor who is sitting there calmly will get angry because of?
The courtyard wall and courtyard gate of his bedroom were just burned!

In heavy rain, great terror.

In this suffocating atmosphere, the routine of the court meeting finally came to an end, and all the officials looked at the emperor.

If there is nothing else, it's time to disperse.

Historically, there were very few courtiers who really played a role in the great court, and the emperor did not ask about politics on this occasion.

Except for Emperor Taizu.

But what about today?

"Do you have a copy of the play?" Zhu Houcong asked.

No one stood up to explain the matter, but Yang Tinghe stood up very nervously: "Your Majesty, I heard that the Rijing Gate was struck by lightning and caught fire. Is the Qianqing Palace damaged? I ask the Ministry of Industry to start rebuilding immediately, and clean up the Qingning Palace. The family members have arrived in Beijing."

Zhang Zuo behind Zhang Jin couldn't help looking up at Yang Tinghe.

He didn't mention it that day, he didn't mention it these days, but he brought it up today, what is he afraid of?
With Zhang Zuo's mind, he couldn't figure it out.

Li Nai was about to stand up and make a statement when Wang Qiong, who was next to him, shook his head slightly.

The emperor hasn't spoken yet.

Zhu Houcong looked at Yang Tinghe.

He didn't remember that Lao Qin had said that there was a fire.

The current Zhu Houcong doesn't know that this incident really happened in history, or whether it was caused by his own way of discussing with Dali before and after his ascension to the throne.

When he was running wildly in the rain with Huang Jin on his back, Zhu Houcong deeply felt why the emperor was suspicious, and also felt the possible killing intent hidden among the night palace complex.

The two eunuchs on duty who fell asleep leaning against the Nissei porch in the heavy rain were burned to death?
Zhu Houcong really didn't believe it.

Lightning strikes a fire, how can the fire burn so fast that the two eunuchs who are close at hand can't detect it, and they have been burned to death on the spot?
Or, instead of coming from top to bottom, the thunder slanted over the eaves of the porch of the Rijingmen, killing them at the same time?
One on the left and one on the right, Nichimon is not small.Did their feet touch each other, or did the lightning strike them?
Zhu Houcong remained silent, with cold sweat dripping from the foreheads of the Chinese military officials at the Xijiao Gate, while the outside officials couldn't tell whether it was rain or cold sweat on their cheeks.

"It's raining heavily today. I didn't expect the court to last for such a long time." Zhu Houcong finally said, "The civil servants go to the Wenhua Hall, and the military officials go to the Wuying Hall. Zhang Jin, let the imperial court prepare more ginger soup."

"Sir! Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En!"

There is a custom in ancient times to give food to the court after the court is scattered.

However, the time for dispersing the court is not fixed, and the food for this court is generally unpalatable: after all, it is not cooked in the first time.

No one took this to heart.

But an arrangement like this time means that it is prepared in advance and can eat hot food.

Otherwise, there will be hundreds of people in this great dynasty, how can they prepare in a hurry?

Thinking that the emperor had arranged for this incident during the fire last night, many people felt warm for a while.

Those who are more flexible in mind can't help but think why the emperor used this method to show his favor to the officials?

No, is it Shien?During the court meeting, the number of civil and military officials who came to the palace exceeded a thousand!
Can Wenhua Hall and Wuying Hall be crowded with so many people eating court food at the same time?
It's under temporary custody!
The imperial guards guard all the gates, who can get out?

Yang Tinghe looked anxiously at the emperor, only to hear Zhu Houcong say calmly again: "Uncle Duke, Prince Consort Duwei, four old court elders, Jiuqing, a banquet from the Qianqing Palace. Disperse the court!"

"...My lord, thank you, Your Majesty, Long En."

Yang Tinghe's petition did not receive a positive response, but now the throne is about to be removed.

After the emperor ascended the throne, they will set foot in Fengtianmen for the first time.

It was a banquet after the Great Court Meeting, in the Qianqing Palace that had just suffered a fire.

Since the banquet can be given there, the fire is not serious?
The stewardesses prepared for the Great Court Assembly were already moving to the Qianqing Palace, and the qualified civil servants and generals exchanged glances with each other.

The duke duke plus the prince consort, the number suddenly surpassed the four cabinet ministers plus Jiuqing.

But no one thinks that going there is to fight, but there must be something inconvenient to say here, it is inconvenient to get angry here.

On the contrary, Yang Tinghe breathed a sigh of relief. If there is something to discuss in private, it is a steady performance.

People like cabinet ministers and Jiuqing are not without brains.

"Elder Ge, Your Majesty gave the banquet, whether the daily commentary..." Yan Song hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

On occasions where the emperor will appear to give a banquet, the daily life commentary must appear according to the rules.

How could Yan Song not seize such an opportunity?

Yang Tinghe hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"Today's matter, write carefully." He solemnly told Yan Song.

"The subordinate understands!"

Walking into the rain in Fengtian Gate with Liu Longqi and the top civil and military officials of Ming Dynasty, Yan Song's heart was extremely hot.

Ahead, what kind of historical facts will Yang Tinghe tell him to write carefully?
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