Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth the Ministry of Rites
What kind of waves could a mere two hundred riders make in the capital? People dared to send their eldest son to the capital. Naturally, the Ming Dynasty had to show its due magnanimity. A great country has its own majestic aura.
What's more, if Chahan was not stupid, he would naturally go to Beijing alone. At least it would be nicer to say it out loud, and it would also greatly ease the conflict. After all, it is they, not Ming, who are in a weak position.
Otherwise, it would not be Chahan who went to Beijing but Zhu Biao who went to Liaodong. Therefore, at this time, Ming Dynasty should show its openness to all rivers, while Liaodong should show its softness and obedience.
Jiang Wei accepted the promise and retreated. Zhu Biao calculated the time and got up and walked towards Zuoshunmen. All the officials who were going to the morning court should have arrived. Instead of waiting here, it would be better to go over there and chat.
As soon as I left the Wenhua Palace, I saw Liu Jin and Liu An kneeling by the roadside: "I'm waiting to see you, slave."
Zhu Biao looked at Liu Jin with his head wrapped around his head and said, "Go back and have a rest. I have no shortage of people here to take care of you."
Liu Jin accepted the promise with a smile on his face as usual, and then bowed down to show respect. However, the faces of Liu An and Zhao Huai'an beside him changed drastically, and they were a little frightened.
Zhu Biao seemed to suddenly remember something and casually ordered: "The Crown Princess mentioned yesterday that Concubine Li Shu seems to be lacking a servant to sweep in front of the palace. Liu An, please come over."
Liu An turned pale and shouted: "Your Highness, slave..."
Zhu Biao frowned and left without paying attention. Fugui hurriedly followed. He always brought only one eunuch with him when he went to court, while Fuduo stayed behind to look after Wenhua Palace.
The prince walked away, and all the servants got up. Liu Jin couldn't help but cough a few times in pain. He was injured last night and contracted typhoid fever due to the wind. Even if the imperial doctor prescribed medicine, he probably wouldn't be able to recover for a while.
Liu An, who was kneeling next to him, came back to help him, and Liu Jin slapped him with his hand. The crisp sound made the other palace maids and eunuchs tremble in their hearts. Some of them knelt back as soon as they stood up. Liu Jin was accumulated in the palace.
The power that has lasted for many years cannot be eliminated in one night.
"Godfather..."
The prince left, and Liu Jinqiang's energy suddenly succumbed. After slapping Liu An, nothing happened, but he couldn't help but cough again and again.
Liu Jin took a breath for a while and then said: "When has it been your turn to talk back to me when I asked you to do something? As a slave, you can only obey the call and promise. Even if you are asked to die, you should be willing to die with a smile!"
Liu An was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to Liu Jin, who was still kneeling: "Take care, godfather, my son will go to Concubine Shu to serve you."
Immediately, Liu An stood up, cheered up, saluted his former companions with different expressions around him, then bowed his waist and walked towards the harem with a slightly humble smile on his face.
Several young eunuchs who had been bullied and suppressed by Liu An looked at Liu An's back with vicious eyes and gloated. Concubine Li Shu's eldest maid had long complained about Liu An. This time he was demoted to be the lowest cleaning eunuch.
, some have endured hard times.
There was an eerie silence in front of the Wenhua Palace for a moment. The only one who was still kneeling on the ground unable to get up was Liu Jin. Some people wanted to help him. After all, no one believed that Grand Eunuch Liu, who had been favored by the prince for many years, would
Such a complete loss of power.
But even if you want to light a cold stove, you need to be able to make a fire yourself. Most people don't have this qualification. What's more, in this public place, everyone knows that the first rafter will die first.
Fudo, who was slightly wealthy, was now gaining momentum. There were not many people who could stand and drink tea with His Royal Highness, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "It's cold in spring and the ground is cold. I'll help you up."
Liu Jin stood up with a pale face and said with a smile: "Let Eunuch Fu laugh."
Fodor bowed and whispered: "You are slapping my slave in the face. What is your identity? Your Highness is kind-hearted and misses the past the most. When you recover from your injuries and come back to serve me, you will still be you."
Liu Jinyao said nothing and just bowed: "Then let's go back. I'm counting on Eunuch Fu to take care of you. If you have anything you need to pay attention to, you can ask Huai'an. No matter what, I have to take good care of Your Highness."
After saying that, Liu Jin turned around and left. He never looked at Zhao Huaian, who had been standing silently beside him for a long time. Several godsons and grandsons rushed to follow, but they were all pushed back by Liu Jin. He was a little shaken and
Still coughing, he walked alone towards his small house.
Zhao Huaian took a deep breath, and then bowed respectfully to Fu Duo: "From now on, the little ones will have to count on Eunuch Fu to take care of them."
"Everywhere, it's all to serve His Highness."
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Zhu Biao and his entourage soon arrived at the class room. Except for some old ministers who were quite lethargic in their age, the rest of the civil and military officials were chatting energetically, talking about government affairs and romance.
"I respectfully welcome His Royal Highness, Your Highness, may you live long and peacefully."
"Okay, all my dear friends, please excuse me."
Zhu Biao blended into this large group smoothly. Officials who felt that he had such dignity gathered around him and wanted to say a few words to the prince. Zhu Biao naturally accepted everyone who came and responded when he heard it. He was gentle and polite in his words.
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Perhaps he realized that His Highness the Crown Prince was in a good mood today, and Wu Xun couldn't help it any longer. Several majestic bodies leaned in, and the eyes of several ministers and censors went dark, and they stumbled inexplicably and were knocked back.
When he came back to his senses, the Crown Prince who was in front of him was gone. Instead, there were several buttocks that were constantly bumping against each other. Looking at the decorations on the court uniforms, it was clear that they were a group of vulgar warriors.
Several people's faces turned red and they were about to squeeze back. They had important officials from the imperial court discussing with His Highness the Crown Prince. They were having a good conversation, so how could they be disturbed by this group of Qiu Ba.
However, a Wang Yushi held up the two strong men in front of him, and struggled to squeeze into the center with his thin body like bamboo. When he finally saw the figure of His Highness, the two powerful and strong buttocks were in perfect harmony with each other.
Hit it.
There was a clear sound from Wang Yushi's thin waist, and he fell backwards as if he had no bones. He was supported by his colleagues behind him. His face turned from red to pale, his jaw trembled and his beard was lofty. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but only one sentence came out.
I can't even speak.
"Hurry up and hold on, Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"
"It was fine just now. Let's help him to the back and sit down."
A group of loud-voiced Wu Xuns around Zhu Biao naturally had no idea what was going on there. They just looked at the people in front of them with their mouths wide open and said, "Have you been causing trouble lately?"
General Dingguo, the commander of the light carriage, opened his mouth and said righteously: "How can that be possible? The general just mentioned it a few days ago, and we all remember it!"
Captain Shangqingche is a third-grade military officer, and General Dingguo is a second-grade military attache from the imperial court. These are actually false titles. Whether he can lead the army depends on the arrangements of the governor's office, but he can receive salary no matter what.
Zhu Biao glanced at the silly figures in front of him and said: "Don't think about eating, drinking and having fun all day long. The Marquis of Gongchang, the Marquis of Nanxiong, the Marquis of Dongping, the Marquis of Xuanning, and others have been ordered to go on errands. The training matters of the Beijing camp are now in charge of you.
Don’t be negligent.”
Several people accepted the promise seriously and even opened their mouths to promise: "General, don't worry, we, Lao Zhang, will be staying in the camp before the princes come back!"
There was no way to open his mouth, and the other people were very upset to kill him, but they could only keep up with him and promised to do their best to guard the capital camp.
Zhu Biao nodded happily, and then waved these people aside. Then the Minister of Rites squeezed in panting: "Your Highness, the son of Naha Chu from Liaodong is due to enter the capital today. I don't know what standards the Ministry of Rites should receive and accommodate him."
This kind of thing can be considered big or small. Currently, Liaodong and Ming Dynasty are still in a state of hostility, but the significance of Nahachu's son coming to Beijing is tacitly understood by everyone. It is definitely not good if the standard is too low, but it is too high.
It doesn't seem right. After all, Naha had a grudge with the Holy One and I don't know what the Holy One is thinking now.
The Ministry of Rites didn't have the guts to speculate on the holy will, so they had to wait for the decree to come out, but they didn't see it, so they simply made arrangements in advance. It's not too late to make arrangements now.
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He really didn't pay attention to such small things. He glanced at the Minister of Rites and said: "After the court, Aiqing will lead the officials of the Ministry of Rites to greet Chahan, the crown prince of Kaiyuan King, on behalf of his father and the palace to welcome the country."
In order to receive him with courtesy, let’s place him in the garden outside my palace.”
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites naturally heard the beating intention of His Highness the Crown Prince, but beating is much better than pursuing the responsibility after violating the taboo. If Liaodong can be successfully annexed, it will save a lot of trouble. No matter how big or small this matter is, the Ministry of Rites is not a yamen.