Eight hundred and sixty-eighth chapter power technique
Under Liu Mingzhi's stern gaze, all the officials looked at each other and breathed rapidly.
King Bingjian directly ignored His Majesty and abdicated the throne in favor of a worthy person, announcing to the world the edict of passing the throne and proclaiming himself emperor, which is beyond the imagination of anyone.
Does King Bingjian really not care about the eternal infamy in the history books of later generations?
The words "side by side, Wang, you and others" are already asking yourself and others how to stand in line and how to choose.
Should he continue to be loyal to the now-defunct emperor Li Ye like the imperial censor Xia Gongming, who is sitting on the dragon throne, or should he rely on him, the new independent emperor who is gaining momentum.
For a moment, the hearts of all the officials started beating loudly, and no one dared to be the first to stand up and attach themselves to the new king Liu Mingzhi.
After all, whoever is the first to stand up will not only be infamed in the history books, but also all future generations will be implicated.
Maybe, a hundred years from now, even the graves will be digged up and the corpses will be whipped.
Military attachés are bloody, civil servants value their reputation, and because of the Li family's clan status, no one dares to be the leader.
Song Yu, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, became the calmest being. He glanced at his nephew, whom he treated as half a son, with complicated eyes.
To be honest, he really didn't want Liu Mingzhi to reach this point.
However, now that the done thing is done, it is too late to say anything.
Now that things have come together and the overall situation has been decided, Song Yu naturally wants to be the first to take the lead.
But he knew in his heart that he couldn't do this.
The closer one's identity is, the more one has to step back.
It's not that he and his descendants will suffer the same infamy as Liu Mingzhi, but that he has to avoid suspicion.
Today, Liu Mingzhi is no longer his colleague and cannot be treated in the same capacity as before.
All the officials were now at a loss, so they had no choice but to look at Li Ye, who was still sitting on the dragon chair.
Without issuing an edict to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy, he would still be Dalong's emperor and his current emperor.
Even if he stands side by side and proclaims himself emperor, it will not change that Li Ye is still the emperor of Dalong.
It’s just that there are no two people in the sky and no two masters in the country.
No one knows how long his now-defunct emperor can survive in front of the rising new king.
If two tigers fight, one of them will be injured; if two dragons fight, one of them will die.
As for who will live and who will die, the situation in front of them does not need to be stated clearly, everyone already has the outcome in their minds.
Li Ye felt the gazes of the officials, and silently looked around at the officials' heavy and sad expressions. He turned his gaze to his uncle who was standing in front of the palace gate in high spirits, and his mood surprisingly calmed down.
After looking at each other quietly for a moment with Liu Mingzhi, Li Ye stood up and glanced at the majestic palace gate outside the palace and the city wall that was still filled with smoke, then turned around and walked toward the back of Qinzheng Palace.
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, but finally did not stop him and allowed Li Ye to walk toward the back of the palace.
When Li Ye's figure disappeared from the Qinzheng Hall, Liu Mingzhi walked straight towards the dragon platform, and without hesitation sat on the dragon chair looking down at the civil and military officials below.
"My king... I ask again, where are you?"
Seeing Li Ye, the emperor of the day, leaving the Qinzheng Hall in a shabby figure, and Liu Mingzhi sitting on the dragon chair, the officials became even more hesitant.
Has the overall situation really reached the point of no return?
"If you are willing to support me, the official positions, official positions, and powers will remain as usual. As long as you are impartial and abide by the law, follow the steps and perform your duties as before, I will never hold you accountable in the slightest.
After all, we have been officials in the same court for many years, and you all know who I am.
Although I have ascended the throne and proclaimed myself emperor today, my nature cannot be changed. My nature will not change drastically just because I sit on the throne.
If any of your ministers wants to retire and return to his hometown, but is unwilling to assist me, the new emperor who rebelled and usurped the throne, I will offer him a salary and allow him to retire and return to his hometown with honor.
Whether you go or stay is up to you!"
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, many old foxes who were veterans of the three dynasties remained the same, sitting there kneeling without any movement, but some junior officials showed hesitant looks on their faces.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty Cai Qing... Long live
Long live...Long live."
A junior official, who was in his early thirties but not yet forty years old, and was about the same age as Liu Mingzhi, walked out timidly and gave Liu Mingzhi a polite courtesy.
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at Cai Qing, a slightly familiar official from the Ministry of Revenue who he had met several times before, and raised his hand to wave.
"Cai Aiqing is exempt from the ceremony. You must have been a Jinshi in the first year of Emperor Wu's accession to the throne in Tai'an, right?"
"Reporting to your Majesty, I am a scholar from the later years who passed the imperial examination in the first year of Tai'an."
"In just five years, he was able to go directly from the Hanlin Academy to become an official, skipping the local government, and served as a doctor in the Ministry of Household Affairs. It seems that Cai Aiqing is also a capable person.
Jiang Shangshu, Minister of Household Affairs, what do you think of Cai Aiqing’s talents?”
Jiang Yuanming, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was startled. He looked at Liu Mingzhi with a complicated expression. He was an old acquaintance of Liu Mingzhi, who was first his subordinate, then his superior, and later became king and proclaimed himself emperor. When he heard his inquiry, he knew that he could not avoid it, and he was vague.
He nodded politely.
"Master Cai's talents are indeed good!"
"Since Jiang Shangshu recognizes Cai Aiqing's talents, I guess he must be a person with unparalleled talents and knowledge, Cai Aiqing!"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here!"
"There is no need to be nervous. I have not been in the temple for a long time. Now I don't know where there are any vacancies in the six ministries and nine ministers and the government offices under my jurisdiction. With your talents, it is a bit unqualified to serve as a doctor in the household department.
Please tell me, among the ministers of various ministries and ministers of temples, which of them have officials who have retired and returned to their hometowns to fill the vacancies?"
Cai Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liu Mingzhi excitedly, swallowed a few times, and pondered for a while before calming down.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Mr. Zhong, the left minister of the Ministry of War, retired and returned to his hometown many years ago. The vacancy has yet to be filled!"
Liu Mingzhi rubbed his hands and looked at Cai Qing with a chuckle: "Then you go and fill the vacancy first. You can temporarily take over the post of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War. Whether you can pass the merit examination of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and become a full-time official depends on Cai Aiqing.
It’s up to you.”
Although Liu Mingzhi is acting as the left minister of the Ministry of War, Cai Qing knows in his heart that this is just a show of words, and his position as the left minister of the Ministry of War is already a certainty.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. Long live my emperor."
"It's not that I have great kindness, but that I know people and make good use of them. Don't let me live up to my expectations."
"I obey the decree, I will abide by the laws and regulations, and enforce the law impartially."
"Come in!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After Cai Qing entered the queue, Liu Mingzhi clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"My lords, let's see, Cai Aiqing, who is temporarily acting as the left minister of the Ministry of War, has a vacancy in the position of the doctor of the Ministry of Hubu. The Ministry of Hunan is in charge of the world's money and food. How can such an important position be left vacant?
I wonder which minister has better suggestions?"
While Liu Mingzhi was talking, his eyes wandered over the other fourth and fifth grade officials such as the five ministers, the six ministers, the nine temple supervisors, and the Shaofu Cheng.
The hall was silent for a long time, and then another young official came out timidly.
"I... I, the Minister of Rites, Wailang Guan Changhao, come to see Your Majesty. Long live my emperor."
"Guan Aiqing!"
"I'm here!"
"You seem to be a Jinshi in the first year of Tai'an, too!"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, that's right!"
"You and Cai Aiqing had a close relationship in childhood, but you are still just a member of the Communist Party of China. It seems that your talents are slightly lacking.
However, people are not born with knowledge, they have to walk step by step.
You can temporarily take over the position of Doctor of the Household Department and practice first!"
"I obey your decree, long live my emperor!"
"Hu Qi, a member of the Ministry of Industry and Industry..."
"Chen Tai Pu Temple......"
"minister.........."
In the short time of half a stick of incense, the junior officials above the court rushed out holding the Chao Hut, for fear of being a step too late.
Liu Mingzhi directly moved the positions of officials on the spot without the advice of Du Chenghao, the Minister of Civil Affairs. Jiang Yuanming, Du Chenghao, Qin Ziying... These old foxes were frightened because Liu Mingzhi was so proficient in imperial power.
One was shocked.
In the blink of an eye, the future mainstay in the court had been temporarily included in his words.
Watching Liu Mingzhi, who easily manipulated those backward officials, chatting and laughing happily.
A group of old foxes seemed to see that the person sitting on the dragon throne was not Liu Mingzhi, but Ruizhong Li Zheng, who had been in business for many years and was very skilled at playing with the power of the emperor.
Liu Mingzhi silently looked around at the frightened expressions of these old foxes, smiled lightly and blew on the wound on his right hand.
"Dear gentlemen, the most indispensable thing in this temple is officials.
Where to go, think for yourself!"
Liu Mingzhi's words made a group of old foxes shiver, and the court hall suddenly became silent. The old foxes looked at each other and communicated with each other.
After a long time, a group of old foxes walked out helplessly.