"In recent years, there have been a lot of discussions and passionate words, which caused the anger of Qian Sheng." [Jiehuan Yuan Gongzhuan]
Early the next morning, the temperature dropped sharply. As the emperor said last night, it started to rain heavily in the middle of the night. The sound of rain disturbed the quietness, and the night became even colder. The emperor thought about Pan Xu and She Jian. It was inconvenient to go back, so someone specially found a side room in the Xuanshi room for him to rest. It was not until early in the morning that the rain gradually subsided, but there was still a drizzle in the air. The sky was dark and gloomy, and the steps of the front hall of Weiyang Palace , the square was soaked by the rain, and the stone paving turned ink color.
In the Han Dynasty, no matter whether it was a great dynasty or a regular dynasty, all officials had to wait in the corridors on both sides of the palace. After three bells rang, they could go to the palace. At this time, there were a group of officials in court uniforms standing in the corridor. We had only arrived not long ago, but the early morning drizzle quickly wetted people's court clothes, and even some people's beards and temples were soaked by the rain. The breeze was slightly cool, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the bell to ring.
There were three people standing in the forefront of the crowd. One of them was an old man with a green beard and a bright head. He wore a three-liang Jinxian crown, black court clothes, a crimson gauze robe, and a purple ribbon with a gold seal around his waist. This man was the third prince. One of them was Sikong Chunyujia, a native of Jinan. He opened his narrowed eyes slightly and said to the person standing behind him, "Have you gone to urge me already?"
The man was about forty years old, and he was dressed similarly to Chun Yujia. The only difference was that he was wearing the Erliang Jinxian crown and a silver-printed green ribbon around his waist. This man was currently serving as a Weiwei, one of the Nine Ministers. , called Zhang Xi. He was from Xiyang, Runan. His ancestor was Zhang Ao, King of Zhao, and his great-grandfather was Zhang You, a minister during the reign of Emperor Xiaohe, so Sikong Zhang Ji was his brother. This Zhang Ji is not the current general Zhang Ji in the Xiliang army. He was the teacher of Emperor Xiaoling, teaching Confucianism to the emperor. During the Zhongping period, he and Liu Kuan, Yang Ci, Liu Tao and others jointly submitted a letter to request the governance of Taiping Road, and he was valued by the emperor.
In terms of official title alone, Weiwei Zhang Xi cannot compare to Sikong Chunyujia, but in terms of family background, Zhang Xi, who was born in a wealthy family in Runan, is not comparable to Chun Yujia, a native of Jinan. However, in this public place, Zhang Xi still did not take the airs of a wealthy family. , said to Chunyu Jiayi: "I have gone to urge you. It is said that Your Majesty felt unwell when he got up early in the morning, so he sent the imperial doctor's order first, so there was some delay."
Chun Yujia squinted his eyes and looked up at the palace door on several steps. There was a row of tigers standing neatly on the palace. He was a little confused: "Isn't your majesty's body recovered? In these days, he can even personally review the memorials and discuss with the courtiers. After studying Confucian classics, I went to Shanglin to ride and shoot with the soldiers, but why did my illness recur?"
Zhang Xi smiled, and leaned close to Chun Yujia and whispered: "This shows that what happened in the past few days are all lies. Your Majesty's illness has been recurring. How can you manage the government normally? I might as well write a letter asking your Majesty to rest well. This batch of memorials Quan, won’t he be able to return to Taige again?”
Is it really that simple? Chunyu Jia was silent. In the past few days, the emperor had never summoned any ministers. He only spent time with the courtiers in the inner court every day. But after the incident at Shangshutai, the emperor immediately met at Bailiangtai. After arriving at Taiwei Ma Rixi, no one knew what the monarch and his ministers said.
Chunyu Jia was mature and prudent, and his background should not be underestimated. Although his ancestors had never produced high-ranking officials, the Chunyu family in Qingzhou produced Confucian scholars for generations. He passed down the classics and was quite prestigious among the scholars, although he was not among the core of the Guandong scholars in the DPRK. class, but also has a unique status: "The right to approve memorials is not owned by ministers. Now that the court is in a special situation and the country is particularly heroic, there is nothing wrong with taking it back. Why should we force it? If we can't force it, it will be in vain. It makes others smile."
Zhang Xi frowned, obviously not agreeing with Chun Yujia's words, but due to his identity and the occasion, he did not dare to argue with him, so he just cupped his hands and said nothing.
At this time, Taiwei Ma Rixi also looked at him. The two looked at each other and did not speak for a while. Behind them were a group of officials. Their native places were bounded by Kanto and Kansai, with a long road in the middle.
The wide aisle. Besides these two groups of people, there was also a third party headed by the former general Zhao Qian. They were few in number and most of them had been committed to the affairs. Both the Kansai and Kanto scholars maintained a close relationship with them.
There is a certain distance, and there is a faint meaning of rejection.
Looking at the three parties confronting each other, Sikong Chunyujia sighed silently. At this time, he actually saw Wang Yun greeting Taiwei Ma Rixi: "Is Uncle Ma Weng okay these days?"
Ma Rixi didn't show any restraint, and returned a salute to Wang Yun: "I'm just thinking about you. There are no major events in the court. I can eat and sleep these days, and everything is fine."
Wang Yun's expression moved slightly, as if he didn't realize there was something behind the other party's words: "Your Majesty issued an edict to the ministers yesterday, should the Lieutenant know about it?"
"Of course I have read your Majesty's edicts. In the past, the right to approve the edicts was temporarily held in the Taige Palace. It was because the country was young and it was an expedient measure. Now that your Majesty is smart and well known to both the government and the public, he will approve the edicts.
I think there is nothing wrong with it. I am a big Han now like a man suffering from a serious illness, which cannot be cured except by the British Lord. The emperor has made a clear decision and personally reviewed the report. This is the blessing of my Han Dynasty. Wang Situ should also be happy to see this?" Ma Rixi
He asked with a smile.
Wang Yun did not get entangled in this obviously unreasonable place. Although he was resentful and displeased in his heart, he still generously supported the emperor's move: "As it should be, your Majesty is still young. Although he is smart, it is still too early for him to take charge.
Now, it’s not too late to review memorials and become familiar with political affairs. With my help, the Han Dynasty will be re-established in just a few days.”
Ma Rixi heard the hint in Wang Yun's words and knew that he was still unwilling to return the power to the emperor. He thought about how righteous Wang Yun was when he conspired to kill Dong, but now he is unwilling to see the situation clearly and has entered into a struggle for power.
The strange cycle of not listening to advice. There was a thorn in his words, and he said: "Your Majesty is brave and wise, and it is true that he is known as Zhao Xuan, but there are no ministers like Huo in the whole dynasty."
Wang Yun's expression froze and he had no choice but to shut up. Although he had already compared himself to Huo Guang, he was not so arrogant in front of so many people.
Ma Rixi intends to rely on the emperor's power in today's court meeting to teach Wang Yun a lesson in order to achieve his own political goals, and does not want to waste words with him. And Wang Yun also knows that he categorically rejected Ma Rixi in the Cai Yong case.
Later, it broke their hearts and led them to unite with the emperor. Now that there is no hope of relief, Wang Yun can only take one step at a time in the court meeting, and have a fierce fight with Ma Rixi and others.
At this time, a group of people came out of the hall and walked to the corridor, which inadvertently eased the gradually embarrassing atmosphere.
The leader is Mu Shun of Xiaohuangmen, and standing side by side is an old man in his fifties, wearing a court dress with a black outer layer and a black inner layer, and an Erliang Jinxian crown on his head.
Everyone in the corridor knew that this person was Ling Zhixi, the imperial physician. He had entered the palace early in the morning to see the emperor. Now that he came out, he must have finished the diagnosis. So several people came over and asked in a hurry:
"Mr. Zhi, how is your majesty? Can Chang Chao continue?"
Ding Chong, the servant of Huangmen, asked even more impolitely: "What is the reason for this? Yesterday, I accompanied the emperor at Bailiang Terrace, and His Majesty still looked good! Why did he change after just one night?"
Everyone gathered around Zhi Xi noisily, trying to get news from Zhi Xi.
The feeling of being ignored by everyone made Mu Shun very unhappy. These people only saw Zhi Xi, a fellow scholar, and did not take him seriously at all. Mu Shun pretended to cough and reprimanded: "Be quiet! You princes have been living in temples for a long time.
, don’t you know the rules of the palace gate? In front of the main hall, you don’t hold your breath to wait for the edict, but instead gather for discussions. Is this how you behave like a minister?”
Who among the people present was not from a noble family? He was scolded by the eunuch in front of his face. Those people surrounding Zhi Xi almost jumped up on the spot with anger: "Mu Shun! You are just a 600-kilogram Xiaohuang sect. What qualifications do you have to scold the ministers of the DPRK?"
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After hearing this, Mu Shun was furious and looked at the man, but it was an old acquaintance who had scolded him at the Chancellery that day, Minister Youcheng Zhao Jian. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Although I am an official in the temple, I also know that the imperial court
According to the rules, by contrast, you have broken the etiquette by shouting in the front hall of Weiyang Palace."
"You!" Zhao Jian was speechless when Mu Shun retorted, and the hand he pointed at Mu Shun was shaking with anger. Thinking of them, the sergeants of the court, since Yuan Shao killed the eunuchs, the remnants have seen them helpless.
If you are not being respectful, when have you ever received such anger?
It has only been three years, are eunuchs about to make a comeback again?
Not only Zhao Jian's colleagues, but also the Kansai scholars who stood aside and laughed and watched the fun at first looked serious at this time, obviously thinking of somewhere else.
On the fundamental issue of dealing with eunuchs, the scholars are surprisingly unanimous. But the current situation is quite unfavorable to them. They are the ones who gather together in front of the palace to talk loudly, and they are the ones who have no rules and regulations.
, which makes those moral gentlemen very frustrated.
At this time, they had neither retreat nor advance. At the moment of dilemma, Wang Yun said in a deep voice: "The courtiers are worried about your majesty, and it is understandable that they are rude. And you are only six hundred dan, how can you dare to scold the ministers? Don't think so.
If your Majesty favors you, you will not be afraid of the power of the jailer!"
Zhang Xi, the guard behind him, knew that Wang Yun intended to kill Mu Shun, so he took a step forward and stood behind Wang Yun: "Where are the guards!"
He then waved his subordinates to summon several guards and surrounded Mushun.
Mu Shun was shocked and angry, and shouted: "What are you doing in the palace confinement!"
"Let's take him into custody first, and then we will deal with him after I report it to Your Majesty." After Wang Yun finished speaking, he never looked at Mu Shun again. He, Ma Rixi and others took a few steps to Zhi Xi and said
The most concerning question was: "Yuan Sheng, how is His Majesty's Holy Body? Can you still preside over the court today?"
The imperial physician Ling Zhixi, named Yuansheng, was born in Jingzhao. He was generous and benevolent, and he was well versed in the classics. During the Zhongping period, he was expropriated by the government and promoted to a high position, except the imperial physician. When he saw Mu Shun, the emperor's cronies were all dismissed by Wang Yun.
Being arrested, he did not dare to neglect, and answered with cupped hands: "Back to Ming Gong, according to the Zhonghuang Gate next to the country, there was a strong wind last night, which blew open the window of the emperor's bedroom. His Majesty was unprepared for being invaded by the cold wind.
, so I caught a cold when I woke up early. I personally checked it and found that it was nothing serious."
Ma Rixi knew that Wang Yun hated eunuchs deeply. At this time, he was unwilling to rescue Mu Shun, either out of position or from his own heart. He simply pretended that he had not seen anything: "It will be fine if the country is fine, but how long will it take for me to enter?"
temple?"
Zhi Xi looked at Mu Shun who was still struggling after being led away, and said with lingering fear: "You can enter now, you have been waiting for a long time."