Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"Please accept the order!"

Without continuing to indulge his thoughts, Young Supervisor Mai unfolded the imperial decree. The golden imperial decree is only used for imperial seals and rewards. Once unfolded, an invisible authority will be diffused.

All the people present, from Wen to the second-rank governor, from Wu to the first-rank governor, down to Li Shu, all worshiped and danced to raise dust, kneeling in front of the will that represented the will of the emperor.

Sovereign power is like this, naked, unreserved, and sudden, displayed in front of Zhang Shouren.

He felt a little uncomfortable, a little coerced, a little intimidated. [

Although the monarchy of the Ming Dynasty is far inferior to that of the Qing Dynasty, it is absolutely impossible for the emperor to decide the life and death of the ministers... Once there is any abnormal move, the entire bureaucracy of the Ming Dynasty will act against the monarchy. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the struggle between the scholar-officials and the imperial power never stopped.

But that is the life and death of civil servants and generals, the emperor can really decide with one word...

"I hope that one day in the future, I will be able to face this kind of imperial will calmly without fear..."

Although it is really a bit hypocritical, it is really difficult to adapt to the thinking of a modern person, even if it is the emperor, the emperor, and people bow down to his will in fear...

And subconsciously, Zhang Shouren really wanted to counter the emperor's will represented by this will...

"Your Majesty, show off your might and annihilate the ugly prisoner..."

I don't know which Hanlin wrote the decree, although it is simple and clear, but the listeners are still dizzy and dizzy and don't quite understand.

"Hey," Sun Liangdong poked Qu Rui: "Old Qu, do you understand?"

Qu Rui is calm and composed. He went to a private school when he was young, so he has a little foundation. He has been studying every day for a year, so he can understand it naturally. Go through the door, and the rewards from our lord and our Fushan camp will come out in a while."

"Oh, I see."

Kneeling on the frozen ground in winter, Sun Liangdong smiled indifferently, still raised his head and looked around.

Tens of thousands of people knelt on the ground without raising their heads. In fact, many people in Fushanying couldn't get used to it.When I looked up, I saw Qian Wenlu and Huang Er, winking at each other, and seeing Zhu Wangli, I was even more overjoyed.

The authority of the emperor, in the eyes of a good man who has seen people's heads rolling, is really not so irresistible.

Just as Sun Liangdong was looking left and right, Qu Rui's complexion changed, and he said softly to him: "Listen well, I'm about to read your lord's official title."

"...Assigned to the Left Commander..."

"This is a job addition!"

"... Right Pillar Country..."

"Xun!"

"...Specially promoted Doctor Ronglu..."[

"This is a Sanguan!"

"...Deputy General of the Left Association of Denglai Town..."

"...This is a real job."

Qu Rui's face was grim, and he was very dissatisfied, but Sun Liangdong almost jumped up on the spot when he heard it.

"Only a lieutenant general? Grandma!"

The emperor didn't pay much attention to Sun Liangdong's group. He almost jumped up when he heard that Zhang Shouren was only awarded the rank of lieutenant general.

Fortunately, Zhang Shifu was kneeling in front of them, and when he heard the movement, he turned around and gave Sun Liangdong a hard look.

His qualifications are enough, Sun Liangdong has no choice but to lie down again, muttering: "What is the imperial court doing? They can't reward us for their great achievements. They just use their heads to perfuse us. I am not convinced."