In the twenty-first year of Chenghua, late spring has arrived, and it is also a sad season for many poets. However, the atmosphere inside and outside the court is unprecedentedly tense, and no one can care about sadness. The country is like this, who has the heart to be sad about spring and autumn?
To put it more seriously, the farce of the dispute over the East Palace that has been wrangling for a long time is about to come to an end, and the future owner of the throne in the Golden Palace is about to be determined; to put it more lightly, the dice clock is about to be unveiled, and the outcome of everyone's bets will soon appear, and the rise and fall of honor and disgrace will happen in a matter of seconds.
It's going to be clear.
If the emperor does not come to the imperial court, the court meeting is usually held in the East Chamber outside the Meridian Gate. Under normal circumstances, the court meeting is a matter for the outer court, and the cabinet bachelors will not participate. They only need to receive the report afterwards. However,
This time the situation is special. The emperor specially ordered that the inner court and the outer court should discuss together, and the Chou Yin Mao must come up.
At this early in the morning, the Dongchao room was crowded. Because there were too many people attending the court meeting, everyone had to squeeze in. Some junior and low-status officials did not enter the room and stood outside the door.
Under the eaves.
Normally, when so many people gather together, it should be bustling and lively, but at this time, the place is so quiet and solemn that you can hear the drop of a needle. Everyone knows that this is the most important event for the imperial court in the past twenty years.
During the meeting, the tense atmosphere was enough to oppress people to the point where they had no intention of chatting.
According to traditional rules, the head of the outer dynasty, Tianguan of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, is the natural host of court discussions, and it is also a reflection of the special status of the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Although there are elders in the cabinet present today, Li Yu and Tianguan still do their part. He glanced around,
He coughed a few times and said, "Everyone should have arrived..."
"Haha, I was almost late again!" A figure flashed at the door, and another person came across the threshold, interrupting Li Tianguan's words.
But I saw this man wearing a black gauze crown on his head and a red robe with gold thread on his body. His appearance was fair and handsome, and he was no more than 20 years old. He kept playing with a luxurious ivory carved fan in his hand. Seventy-eight out of ten princes in the East Palace immediately immediately
Recognized, this is not Eunuch Bingbi, the Superintendent of Ceremonies, but who is Wang Zhi, the Admiral of the East Factory?
The court officials did not stop Wang Zhi, but they did not ask any questions. They waited for Wang Zhi to speak on his own. Wang Zhi stood inside the door and said calmly: "Today's matter is of great importance. I don't dare to neglect it, so I will come to listen in person.
Don’t mind, gentlemen.”
Since its establishment, Dongchang has been an espionage organization responsible for monitoring internal and external affairs. The words surveillance and espionage are of course not just on paper, but actually exist in reality.
For example, every yamen of the imperial court had people from Dongchang sitting in charge, called detectives. They did not directly interfere with government affairs, but only monitored and reported secretly. Another example is that important cases were jointly tried by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Dali Temple, but except for the three
In addition to the Justice Department, there is actually a fourth company present, that is Dongchang, which is called sitting and listening. However, it does not directly interfere with the trial, but only monitors and reports secretly.
Therefore, on an important occasion like today, it is normal for Wang Zhi, the admiral of the East Factory, to come and observe in person. It cannot be said that Eunuch Wang is not doing his duty faithfully. The courtiers did not care about this. Today is an open court meeting, so there is nothing wrong with it.
Let Dongchang know.
Wang Zhi walked a few steps earlier. Someone came in behind him, seemingly an entourage. Some people could not help but complain in their hearts that Wang Zhi was so arrogant. Even the chief minister Wan An did not bring in an entourage, but Wang Zhi dared to
It's so grand. Can anyone come in to the East Chaofang?
After Wang Zhi finished speaking, he turned around and saw that Fang Yingwu hadn't moved yet. He closed his fan dissatisfiedly, knocked on the top of Fang Yingwu's head, and shouted: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you quickly put down your pen and ink and prepare to record it!" "
Fang Yingwu remained expressionless, as if Wang Zhi was scolding someone else. His expression of neither sadness nor joy was in sharp contrast to Eunuch Wang's arrogance and triumph.
Everyone saw that Fang Yingwu slowly walked to the desk in the corner step by step, took off his robe, took out pens, ink, paper and inkstones one by one, and then silently stood behind the desk and picked up his pen, just like any other scribe. .
Looking at this touching scene, many people's eyes were moist, and the more sensitive ones were already in tears. In their impression, Fang Yingwu was a model of young success! He was a genius of a generation!
The eighteen-year-old Juren, the nineteen-year-old Huiyuan, both father and son were imprisoned, and their achievements were so great that the court could not reward them. They were so dazzling wherever they went! Even in front of the emperor and the prime minister, they were fearless and courageous. Word!
But this Fang Yingwu in front of him condescends to be a petty official of the filthy world. He is obedient to the powerful eunuch and does not dare to rebel at all, just to be able to walk through this door, just to have a place here.
Giving up glory, giving up face, and enduring humiliation, what is his purpose? Everyone thought in unison, probably because of the national plan, to maintain the orthodoxy of Gangchang, and for the sake of the country and the country, so he endured the humiliation and burden like this. This is the backbone and responsibility of taking the world as one's own responsibility.
There is always a kind of power that makes us burst into tears; there is always a kind of touch that makes us burst into tears... (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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