Chapter 510: Imperial decree: I want to attend the court meeting of all officials!

When Gao Gong was asked by Yutian Earl Jiang Rong whether he was planning a rebellion.

Gao Gong became angry instantly.

"presumptuous!"

In an instant.

The majesty of the prime minister of the dynasty was fully unleashed.

Gao Gong glared and glared at Yutian Earl Jiang Rong.

"I am a high-ranking official in charge of the cabinet. How can I allow you to slander me?"

"The Meridian Gate is a forbidden area in the palace. There are laws and regulations for entering and leaving the palace. What do you intend to do by blocking the palace?"

"What do you intend to do by slandering the Prime Minister in public?"

"When the emperor is ill, the civil and military officials should perform their duties conscientiously, work in the government office, and pray at home. What do you want to do here?"

What is the Prime Minister?
To put it nicely, it was the emperor's trust in him that enabled him to take charge of the central government and all the civil and military officials in the country.

But to put it bluntly.

If the Prime Minister uses any tricks, he will become a powerful official with absolute power over the government and the country!

Not to mention destroying the family and the clan, even punishing all nine generations of the clan is possible.

Yutian Bo Jiang Rong was just a relative by marriage and never held power. He just enjoyed wealth and status.

Seeing that Gao Gong was already furious, he suddenly became panicked and took several steps back.

Gao Gong narrowed his eyes and looked at these people. He snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and turned sideways to calm the anger in his heart.

Although Jiang Rong retreated into the crowd, he seemed to feel that it was just that and was quite embarrassing.

He had already pulled Anping Earl Fang Chengyu, and without even looking at Gao Gong, he was shouting towards the Meridian Gate.

"Your Highness, I wish to see you!"

"The traitors are colluding to block the inside and outside. We want to see the Holy Saint! We want to see His Majesty!"

Gao Gong was furious before, so these people didn't dare to shout at him directly, but their words were very unpleasant.

Gao Gong was also unwilling to pay attention to these people.

In his view, these noble relatives and those who could only inherit the throne by relying on someone else's influence were nothing but a bunch of good-for-nothings.

No.

Not even as good as a glutton.

The rice bucket is filled with rice.

These guys are full of fucking shit!

Now these people even have shit in their brains!

Gao Gong made no secret of his sarcasm and contempt for these rubbish.

However, Zhenyuan Marquis Gu Huan looked at everyone present with cold eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "There are rules for entering and leaving the palace. If you want to see His Majesty, just shout. Whether you can see him or not is not something the Prime Minister and I can say. It all depends on whether someone from the palace will come to convey the order."

Gu Huan was being polite in his words, but in his heart he thought that these people were probably crazy.

Even the words that the treacherous people colluded to isolate the inside and the outside were spoken out.

Do they really think that given the emperor's recent actions, anyone would be able to do such a thing?
After finishing speaking.

Gu Huan turned around and looked at Gao Gong who was holding his breath, with a slight smile on his face.

He was very clear about it. No matter how angry Gao Gong was, he really had no way to deal with this bunch of trash.

They are all people who have been blessed by their noble families. Unless they have committed a crime of treason, the imperial court and the cabinet will not be able to hold them accountable.

Share the fate of the country and be one with its nobles and relatives.

It's not just talk.

Gu Huan said, "Yuan Fu, let's go back to the pavilion to do some work. It's better than being out here in the wind and getting cold."

The Marquis of Zhenyuan almost coaxed and pushed Gao Gong into the city gate and disappeared in front of the Meridian Gate.

See Gao Gong and Gu Huan leave.

Fang Chengyu and Jiang Rong were anxious.

"Hey!"

"Gao Suqing!"

"Gu Huan!"

"Why did you just leave?"

"We want to see the Emperor! We want an audience with His Majesty!"

However, no matter how loud they shouted, no one responded.

However, the imperial guards guarding the Meridian Gate immediately blocked the road in front of the palace gate to prevent these people from rushing into the palace.

He watched as he and others were suddenly ignored.

Fang Chengyu, Jiang Rong and other people who were blessed by their noble relatives suddenly became at a loss.

But at the moment he was stuck in the spot.

After all, they all asked for an audience with His Majesty.

It doesn’t matter if I leave now, or if I don’t leave.

All of a sudden, he became stuck in two directions.

If they left, their loyalty to the emperor would be false. But if they didn't leave, staying here would be freezing cold.

Let’s not talk about what happened to these people who were blessed by their honorary titles at the Meridian Gate.

In the capital, all parties turned their attention to the Imperial Palace because of their commotion.

The emperor might really be seriously ill and dying.

This speculation began to emerge in everyone's mind.

On the east side of Yuhe North Bridge, inside Nanxunfang.

As there are many government offices of various ministries in the court nearby, and this place is also the Beijing Huitongguan, there are many people coming and going every day, which is why teahouses and restaurants came into being naturally.

In a restaurant near East Chang'an Street.

A window seat on the second floor facing the street.

Cao Zideng, the Censor of the Six Departments, arrived early and ordered a pot of fish offal, which was stewed on the stove. The fish roe was golden and the fish balls were soft and tender.

A few pieces of old tofu are also stewed together.

Outside the pot, there was a plate of garlic sprouts and a plate of green vegetables on the table.

In addition to this was a jar of Shaoxing rice wine, which had not yet been opened and was soaking in a basin of hot water.

Cao Zideng seemed to want to pick up his chopsticks and taste the food immediately. He kept looking down at Chang'an Street, obviously waiting for someone.

Not long after.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs behind me.

Su Yu, the secretary of the Imperial Decree Office, and Shen Shixing, a former top scholar who had been hiding in the Hanlin Academy editing books for the past two years, came together.

Saw the two people coming.

Cao Zideng immediately stood up and bowed: "Brother Shen, Brother Su, this pot of fish roe and a pot of old yellow wine are waiting for you two."

Shen Shixing and Su Yu did not hesitate to exchange greetings and sat down at the table.

Shen Shixing glanced at the stewing iron pot and raised his eyebrows: "It's not easy to get so many fish roe and fish roe at this time of year."

He said this not because there were no eggs in the fish's stomach at this time, but because the roads were blocked by heavy snow recently.

Su Yu glanced at Cao Zideng and said, "Brother Cao only has this one hobby, and that is eating. I guess this store owner is familiar with him and left him alone."

Cao Zideng opened the seal of the wine jar, poured a cup of steaming hot rice wine for the two of them, and then pointed at Su Yu with his finger.

"I think you are the best at speaking."

Su Yu laughed.

They were both Jinshi from the same subject and had the same teacher, but the relationship between them is not something that can be told to outsiders.

But if you really want an explanation.

They have a relationship where they can sleep with their feet touching.

After drinking a cup of hot wine, Shen Shixing and Su Yu no longer felt cold.

The three of them sat by the window facing the street, eating fish hotpot and drinking Shaoxing yellow wine, chatting about things in their respective yamen.

unconsciously.

Su Yu was the first to start: "After leaving the government office, I stayed at Huiji Gate for a while. Fang Chengyu and Jiang Rong, along with a bunch of people with high status and influence, were making trouble in front of Wumen Gate, saying that someone was separating the inside and outside, and they wanted to see the emperor."

Shen Shixing raised his eyebrows.

He worked in the Hanlin Academy, which was outside the palace, not far to the west of the restaurant where the three of them were now.

Cao Zideng also looked curious.

He worked in the Six Departments Corridor, where most of the time he went to the yamen on time and left on time to go home, which was different from the group of people who went to the Meridian Gate today. Cao Zideng looked at Shen Shixing.

Shen Shixing, the top scholar in his subject, took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes and said, "The emperor is still in the Qianqing Palace. I think the Grand Tutor should be returning to the city."

Su Yu and Cao Zideng were stunned for a moment.

But he reacted quickly.

The two of them quickly leaned over the table and put their heads close to Shen Shixing.

Cao Zideng whispered, "You mean... the emperor might..."

His voice was full of worry, and Su Yu also looked uneasy.

Shen Shixing nodded: "Right and wrong, success and failure are all in vain. When an emperor dies, he must follow the etiquette, and so does His Majesty."

Cao Zideng and Su Yu looked at each other and sat down again.

According to the rules, the Qianqing Palace is the emperor's only bedroom residence.

Historically, when an emperor passed away, his body would be kept in a small coffin in the Qianqing Palace before being moved to the Fengxian Hall behind the Wuying Hall for a large coffin. The royal family, princes, civil and military officials, and wives of the previous dynasty would come to mourn at the Sishan Gate in front of the Fengxian Hall.

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This is the rule, it has always been like this.

Su Yu immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "If this is true, then the Grand Master must rush back to the city. And... I'm afraid, sir..."

Shen Shixing snorted and turned to look out the window.

outside.

The snow has stopped.

Only the biting cold wind was howling.

He nodded: "If my guess is correct, the gentleman is probably not far from us at this time."

Su Yu, who asked first, trembled slightly with his chopsticks in his hand. He was a little unsure and said, "Zhongyong Battalion!"

After saying this, he stared straight at Shen Shixing.

But Shen Shixing didn't say anything else. Instead, he picked up a piece of fish roe with chopsticks and lowered his head to taste it.

"Ah."

"This fish offal needs to be stewed for a long time to become more flavorful and delicious!"

Su Yu and Cao Zideng were unwilling to drop the topic.

"Brother Shen! At this time, if something really happens, you have to speak up. What should we do?"

"Yes, this is a big event, we must be prepared."

Shen Shixing finished eating a piece of golden and tasty fish roe, looked up at the two people and said, "What are you preparing for? Are you going to rebel?"

As soon as the word "rebellion" was uttered, Cao Zideng and Su Yu were so frightened that they trembled all over.

"It's not fun to say this!"

Shen Shixing curled his lips and said, "Now we just have to wait and see how the situation changes. If my guess is correct, the result will definitely come out in the next two days. At that time, there are rules and regulations for what to do, so we just need to follow them."

Cao Zideng looked at Shen Shixing, then lowered his head to look at the fish stew pot on the table, and said with a squinting look: "Then my wine and food today have not been in vain..."

Shen Shixing was stunned for a moment and looked over sideways.

Su Yu burst into laughter: "No, no, no! At least the brothers will thank you forever!"

……

When the Jinshi candidates of the Renxu year of the Jiajing reign were eating fish offal and drinking Shaoxing yellow wine.

The nobles and relatives in various parts of the capital were also taking action.

Everyone in the capital already knew about the emperor's order to survey the land and clear the army.

Everyone knows the ins and outs of this, and they also know what a disaster it would be for them if the imperial court really measured the land and cleared the army.

No more living a life of debauchery, no more exploiting the people, no more enjoying wealth and luxury.

They might even be fined and their property confiscated to make up for past deficits.

Isn't this fatal?

Therefore, even if there were three dukes, they would send people to pass messages among the noble families in the capital.

But there are still many people who choose to ignore it.

After all, not all families can protect themselves like the Duke Dingguo Mansion, the Duke Yingguo Mansion, and the Duke Chengguo Mansion.

Even many noble families who had relied on the glory of their ancestors to enjoy wealth and luxury and could no longer afford to lift a knife were secretly colluding.

Even if we cannot stop the emperor's order, we can ask the emperor to stop the land measurement and the Qing army.

At least they should be singled out from this matter.

Ever since.

Wait until the next day.

That was the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the forty-fifth year of the Jiajing reign.

It's still dark in the morning.

In front of the Meridian Gate, there were not only people like Anping Earl Fang Chengyu and Yutian Earl Jiang Rong who had benefited from the emperor's influence yesterday, but also many more noble families.

Without exception.

These people have only one explicit request.

That is to meet the emperor.

Qianqing Palace.

This palace, which had been abandoned for decades, was once again bustling and warm.

Early.

Lu Fang and Huang Jin brought a group of people to help the emperor wash and groom himself and give him medicine.

There was some joy on both of their faces.

Because ever since the emperor moved back to the Qianqing Palace from the Western Garden yesterday, his complexion has improved, which is rare.

No more coughing.

His face also turned rosy.

It seemed that the medicine was really working.

Or maybe it's because the Qianqing Palace belongs exclusively to the emperor and is blessed by God.

In short, both of them felt a little more relaxed early in the morning.

"Master, I started cooking the porridge last night. Since you like rice oil, I asked someone to cook it carefully. It's all here."

Lu Fang brought a bowl of porridge to the emperor, and carefully used a spoon to feed the oily white porridge into the emperor's mouth.

It is also mixed with Liubiju’s pickles.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Jiajing's face became more rosy and his eyes were bright.

Only then did he lean on the couch and ask, "Are they still clamoring to see me outside the Meridian Gate?"

Lu Fang nodded: "They are clamoring to see you, my master, but they are just doing it out of filial piety. If you think it's noisy, I will send someone to drive them away."

Jiajing wiped his mouth clean with a handkerchief, looked at Lu Fang, and snorted coldly: "Where is your filial piety? You are just scared by me!"

Lu Fang didn't dare to speak.

Huang Jin stood aside, looking at the emperor who looked in good spirits.

He couldn't help feeling a little worried again.

According to folk sayings, there is such a thing as a last hurrah.

After all, the emperor looked very sick yesterday in the Wanshou Palace. How could he look so good after staying in the Qianqing Palace for one night?

But he dared not say it.

Jiajing actually stood up by himself. Although his feet were a little unsteady at first, he finally stood up by himself.

He even took a few steps forward by himself.

Then he let Lu Fang come forward and Jiajing put his hand on Lu Fang's arm.

Lu Fang bent down, turned his head and looked towards the emperor.

"Master, do you want to take a walk?"

"We just had a meal, so you should rest for a while and take some medicine."

Jiajing shook his head, grabbed Lu Fang's arm, and was about to walk out.

"deliver an imperial order."

"Summon all the civil and military officials and relatives in the capital to enter the palace immediately."

"I."

"We have to go to Huangji Gate..."

"Look at the morning!"

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