Chapter three hundred and ninety-first palace gate battle
The nine heavens closed the palace, and all the nations wore their hats and bowed their heads... With the sound of "pop! pop! pop", the sound of the whip, the bells and chimes, the flags fluttering, and the thousands of honor guards, this is the authentic ceremony of the court meeting.
It is definitely not comparable to the copycat version of Paiya that Fang Yingwu enjoyed so much.
Under the guard of the Han generals and the imperial guards, and accompanied by the imperial guards, Zhu Jianshen, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, sat on the golden platform of Fengtian Gate with kind eyes, waiting for all the civil and military officials to dance and worship.
Zhu Jianshen was a little unhappy recently. He was annoyed by the ministers for some things, so he decided to take revenge and use the big killer weapon that he had been holding back for a long time! That is-the roll call at the court meeting!
Do you really think that his lofty dragon eyes are blind? Do you really think that he can't see the difference between two thousand people worshiping and one thousand people worshiping? Sometimes it's even worse, only a few hundred people come to worship!
If after taking the roll call in the morning, it is found that many ministers were lazy and did not show up, that would be irrefutable proof! How dare the courtiers dare to offend Yan Jin's admonishment! How dare they dare to persuade him to be diligent in his work!
Hahahaha... Zhu Jianshen was a little excited. He had this idea as early as ten years ago, and then he turned a blind eye and deliberately allowed the ministers to be lazy. Now, the time to close the net is coming.
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Thinking of this, Zhu Jianshen was full of expectations and looked far ahead at the Meridian Gate. The courtiers were about to line up from the Meridian Gate, then walk across the Jinshui Bridge, crawl on the square under their feet and go up the mountain to shout long live. Then,
I have to issue an order to count the number of people!
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" the sound of whips sounded, and a gust of wind blew "Pah! Pah! Pah"...
Except for the officers and soldiers and eunuchs on duty at the Meridian Gate, no one came in through the Meridian Gate... The square that should have been enriched was still empty except for the willow catkins. The silence was disturbing.
"What...what...is this...?" Zhu Jianshen asked to his left and right, stuttering in a hurry.
According to the rules, there will be no eunuchs at the court meeting. There are civil servants and military officers on the emperor's side. The military attachés are the imperial guards, while the civil servants are the civil servants. They are usually attended by four secretaries and Hanyuan Ci ministers in turns. From this,
This shows the noble character of Ci Linguan.
Today it was the turn of the minister, Xie Qian, who came up to the imperial guard and asked, "Pass the decree! Let's see what's going on!"
I have to start from the beginning, but it is said that it is outside the Meridian Gate. The ministers waiting to go to court are bounded by the corridor, and the east and west are clearly separated. In the west of the military ministers' class, the Duke and Prince's consort team is at the front, and then there is the governor's palace.
The twenty-two pro-army guards, the military ministers of the Beijing camp.
At this time, there was still some time before the morning meeting. Everyone was chatting with each other and did not line up strictly according to their class positions. In this slightly chaotic situation, Fang Yingwu was able to move forward quietly without attracting much attention.
And his eyes were always fixed on the circle of Duke Gonghou.
In the past few years, there have been many ministers of the Ming Dynasty who have lived a long life, and even fewer have been able to inherit titles at a young age. Most of the people Fang Yingwu looked at were middle-aged and elderly people, and there were only a few young and handsome people. He did not need to be introduced by others. It was easy to lock the target.
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Bo'anzhi of Yongping, wearing a Jinxian crown and a bright red court uniform, was circling and bowing with his uncles. Because he was in his twenties, he stood out among the honorary ministers, and because he was younger in seniority, he was polite.
Just more.
There are mainly two schools of honorary ministers in the Ming Dynasty. One is the honorary ministers who were granted the title by Taizu when he founded the country. The second is the honorable ministers who were granted the title by Emperor Taizong during his calamity. There are also others, such as those who were granted titles by relatives, those who were granted titles by martial arts,
But it's not mainstream yet.
Before the Tumubao Incident, Xungui still had considerable influence in the government affairs. However, after the Tumubao Incident, the Ming Dynasty was turbulent several times. Unknowingly, Xungui gradually stepped aside and was actually unable to make a decision.
The direction of government.
The Yongping Bo'an family received this honorary title from Emperor Taizong Wen of Yan Shi Jingnan, who was the so-called Fengtian Jingnan who recommended Cheng Xuanli as a military official. Of course, this faction is headed by the British Duke. Uncle An has just worshiped the current British Duke.
Zhang Mao quickly moved away for a few minutes.
Because the British gentleman was relatively straightforward by nature, Uncle An was afraid of him and was not familiar with him. He had nothing in common with him and did not dare to stay around him for a long time.
Suddenly, something was wrapped around his neck. Uncle An subconsciously pulled it with his hands, only to find it was a cowhide rope.
Looking along the cowhide rope again, at the other end was a civil servant who looked younger than him. He was holding on to the cowhide rope tightly, but the man's eyes were a bit playful, as if he had seen prey.
Where did this fucking lunatic come from in front of me? The young uncle didn't realize what was going on for a while, but he heard the other party shout: "Uncle Yongping! Someone sued you at the Wanping County Government Office.
, please take a walk!”
Hearing this statement, Uncle An immediately realized. The cowhide rope was clearly a tool used by the Yamen to catch criminals, but today it was put around his neck. It was obviously like a scene where a Yamen officer captured the defendant and went to the Yamen!
"You bastard!" Uncle An was so humiliated that his face turned red with anger. He roared and started tearing up the cowhide rope. However, at a young age, Xijue was undisciplined. He indulged in drinking and sex, and had sex with Fang Yingwu several times.
, but it was not successfully solved.
The two young men were tugging at each other, which had already attracted the attention of the people around them, and they gradually gathered around. Not only the military ministers, but also the civil servants, many people were attracted to watch the fun, forming a big circle.
At first, everyone thought that the two young men were young and unruly, treating the Meridian Gate as a place for fun and playing with each other. After looking at it again, they found that this was not the case. The two men looked like they were seriously competing with each other.
What's more, the famous Qingliu Fang Yingwu and Yongping Bo'anzhi are two incomparable figures. How could they have a fight here at the Meridian Gate without knowing their ugliness?
There was a meeting in the imperial court where the censor was responsible for observing discipline. Immediately, the censor on duty stood up and shouted loudly: "You guys are really unbecoming, why are you making such a noise here? Please tell us your name!"
Fang Yingwu turned around and replied: "I am Fang Yingwu in the main hall of Wanping County! Someone has sued Yongping Bo'anzhi for illegal things, but if Anzhi cannot be summoned, the case will not go forward! I am really honest.
I have no choice but to capture him here with my own hands and send him to the Yamen for trial!"
This...a magistrate came to court officials to interrogate people? Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing how to evaluate. Should they think that the magistrate was really stubborn, or should they praise him for being impartial and courageous in doing things?
?Anyway, today was an eye-opener. It was the first time I saw such a thing during a court meeting.
What Fang Yingwu said was upright and well-founded. As a people-friendly official that Emperor Taizu valued highly, it was theoretically only natural to make decisions for the people.
This made Yushi Jiuyi feel deeply distressed. The censor upholds the power of supervising the constitution, and every move must be reasonable. Enforcement in front of the courtiers must be based on theory, and it is impossible to express opinions arbitrarily.
He lowered his head and thought about the Ming Dynasty Laws and the Ming Dynasty Hui Dian. There seemed to be no provisions stating that the earl would not be tried for breaking the law, nor did it say that the county government was not allowed to arrest criminals before the court meeting?
At the beginning, Taizu probably never imagined that a close official would come to the court to arrest people with a warrant? But it would be a bit outrageous to let Fang Yingwu act like this.
But Uncle An over there seemed to have heard a big joke, he laughed wildly, raised his finger and pointed at Fang Yingwu and mocked: "You are only a seventh-grade official, how dare you arrest me?"
Fang Yingwu was unmoved and listened calmly. He also raised his finger and pointed at the embroidery pattern on his chest and said, "Young uncle, I can see it clearly. This county is in the sixth grade. Thank you."
The joke was cold... but it made Yong Pingbo inexplicably furious. He felt like he was being treated like a stupid pig. He put down the cowhide rope that couldn't be pulled apart, grabbed Fang Yingwu's collar, and shouted:
"How dare Shu Zian tease me!"
Fang Yingwu sternly reprimanded: "Let go! I am the official of Wanping County. You are just governing an unruly dude in the territory. How dare you invade this county!"
At this time, an experienced minister came out to advise: "All the kings are courtiers, so they must maintain a certain dignity for each other, and discuss matters slowly without losing face."
Fang Yingwu pulled away Uncle An's hand and replied coldly: "A prince's crime is the same as that of the common people, let alone an earl? In front of the Holy Master, what is the difference between an earl and the common people? Within the boundaries of Wanping County, what is the difference between an earl and the common people?
Can’t we treat everyone equally?”
Some of the honorable ministers were saddened by the death of a rabbit. They couldn't bear the tough attitude of Fang Yingwu, a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, so he said: "Since ancient times, there have been eight methods of discussion. Uncle Yongping can discuss this one. Why should Sir Fang be so aggressive and take it for himself?"
What a shame?"
Fang Yingwu sneered and said sarcastically: "Where do these stupid people come from and dare to go to the temple to talk about Taoism? Even if we follow the rule of negotiating with you, it will be before the emperor has heard the charges! Now the case has not been tried, and the charges have not been determined.
What are you talking about with empty words?"
Someone else came forward to persuade: "The sage said, if you don't do it for yourself, why don't Mr. Fang be lenient?"
Fang Yingwu glanced around and said loudly: "Don't you know, gentlemen, that we, Fang Yingwu, are not a saint? And we don't dare to compare ourselves to saints, so this sentence is unnecessary. This county really can't do it!"
After several exchanges, no one spoke anymore, or they didn't know how to speak. This Fang Yingwu was so good at gagging people, it was like the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, the talkative Confucian in the novel!
In fact, there are some people who are eloquent and good at citing scriptures, but most of them are civil servants. It should be noted that officials protect each other, and civil servants must also help civil servants. It is too late for Fang Yingwu to clean up the commotion of the honor officials, so why bother to stand up for a wuxun dandy?
At this moment, suddenly a guard in brocade robes stood at the Meridian Gate and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty! Why don't you enter the palace gate to worship?"
Damn it, it's time to go to court now, it's time to go in and pay homage to the emperor! The officials who were fascinated by the show suddenly realized that they were in a hurry, and they all took their places in a panic.
In the slightly turbulent crowd, Fang Yingwu stood still like a boulder. Uncle An had a cowhide rope around his neck and would not move even if he wanted to.
Censor Jiuyi smiled bitterly, how could he have happened to this? Then he heard Fang Yingwu lament and sigh: "There is no one who is a man! Is there not even a brave man who dares to take action among the country's military ministers?"
PS: This chapter was actually written during off-duty hours!
