Mao Cheng is still alive, but life is worse than death, like a walking corpse.
"Why are you crying? Let's go!"
Those who have been demoted to the rank of the people by the emperor's golden words will no longer have the respected status in the past.
The official uniform has been stripped off. This process is obviously not dignified.
Some people got up in the middle of the night to comb their hair, and now it's all spread out.
After coming out of the Meridian Gate, we passed the six-section corridor room located between the altar of altar of sacrifice and the Taimiao.
The dignified Minister of Rites, in full view of everyone, took off all his robes and uniforms, and together with twenty other people were escorted towards Chengtian Gate by the imperial guards.
Mao Cheng, who had a dull expression, finally showed obvious pain and anger on his face: because his sedan chair was waiting here, and his servants had already seen him.
Horror and disbelief appeared on the servant's face: "Master, what's going on?"
Lu Song suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
"Go back and tell the madam and young master to guard the mansion."
Mao Cheng could only say this, and was pushed by Lu Song to continue walking forward.
Looking south, on the right hand side in front is the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion, and on the left hand side from north to south are the Zongren Mansion, the Officials Department, the Household Department, and Mao Cheng's Ministry of Rites.
Seeing Mao Cheng, the Minister of Rites, and the right minister, the two ministers were being escorted, followed by seventeen officials from the Sixth Section and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Those low-ranking officials and even clerks who noticed the movement came to the door.
Under all kinds of eyes, Mao Cheng felt ashamed and angry, and just wanted to leave here quickly.
But it happens that the Ministry of Punishment is far away. The Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Procuratorate are on the west side of Xuanwumen Street.
So this group of people went out through the right gate of Chang'an outside Chengtian Gate and headed west.
When you can see Taiye Pond, there are already people's mansions on the south side. Further to the west, there are even more people.
It was morning at this time.
Mao Cheng didn't know what he had experienced along the way, but the Punishment Department finally arrived.
At the moment, in the Prison Prison of the Ministry of Punishment, serious criminals like Qian Ning and Jiang Bin are being held here because they are worried that the eunuchs will interfere with it.
The new king has ascended the throne, and they all know it. The amnesty they had originally hoped for did not come.
This naturally means that Yang Tinghe and others are strong enough.
Either the new king has been suppressed into obedience, or the new king, although he has intentions, is unable to win over those people who can only survive by being loyal to the emperor at this moment.
Jiang Bin is desperate, but what can he do?
It is impossible for a rebellion to succeed. Even if it can be arrogant for a while, there will be no civil servants to support it.
Even for people like Wang Qiong who had been closer to him in the past, Jiang Bin knew very well: he just wanted to make himself less troublesome for him and make it easier for him to do things.
If you really want to rebel... think about Wang Qiong, think about Yang Yiqing who has become an official, think about money and food...
So there is no point in regretting. Jiang Bin is really desperate now.
Until the Tianlao suddenly became lively, Jiang Bin looked over blankly: Who else had been arrested by Yang Ting and the others?
Then he opened his mouth, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and looked at the person being escorted over in disbelief.
"Mao... Mao Cheng?" Jiang Bin immediately rushed to the cell door with all his strength, letting the jailer whip his hand and tell him to get back. There was a crazy smile in his voice, "Uncle Zong? I am a rare visitor! You are such a rare visitor.
What happened?"
"Jiang Bin! Go back!"
"Ever since we said goodbye on the night of the late Emperor's grand trip, I didn't expect to see each other so soon, hahahaha! The sky has eyes! Your Majesty is wise! I knew that we would get together sooner or later, but I didn't expect that we would be happy to meet each other in heaven! This is really
What a joy in life! What a joy!"
Pa! pia! Pa: "Here comes someone, lock him up tighter!"
"Come here, the eldest uncle has arrived. Why don't you warm up a few pots of fine wine? I want to have a drink with the eldest uncle!" Jiang Bin looked like he was crazy, "I heard that the eldest uncle had the merit of welcoming the emperor. Could it be that he was treated as an outcast?
?It doesn’t matter if Mr. Yang Ge doesn’t protect you, you still have a brother like me, Jiang Bin!”
Mao Cheng was extremely sad and angry. How could he have ever thought that he would end up in such a situation, and be ridiculed by a villain like Jiang Bin?
Who is your brother?
"Hey, Qi Zhiluan, I haven't seen you for many days, why do you look like this?"
Jiang Bin's eyes were shining, and he looked at this group of people as if they were treasures. He smiled and said hello to them one by one, holding the whip and the stick stretched out from the cell door.
Four came from the Ministry of Rites, and the Sixth Section and the Metropolitan Procuratorate were handed over to seventeen officials at once!
What happened in the court?
With the consistent style of those civil servants, how could they allow such a thing to happen?
Holy Son of Heaven! Holy Son of Heaven!
Yang Tinghe was actually defeated and couldn't protect these people?
Jiang Bin's brain was very good, and he could guess what might have happened just from the identities of these twenty-one people.
new Hope!
Jiang Bin's appearance makes many people fearful. Is this the arrogant Jiang Bin in the past? Is this the madness that will breed in the prison?
Some people couldn't help crying.
Although death remonstrance has a good reputation, the fear of being so close to death is also very real.
"Your Majesty, you are a saint! You are a saint, hahahahahaha!" Jiang Bin was locked back to the corner of the cell, but he just laughed loudly there, "There are so many officials, and every one of them has bitten me! Every one of them has.
The biting mad dogs are all here, you are all here!"
In the West Corner Gate of the Forbidden City, Jiang Bin's sage majesty was also talking about Yan Guan: "It is a good thing to supervise all the officials after hearing about the affairs. Although the ancestral system did not grant Yan Guan the power to regulate and admonish the king, they have followed the old example for so many years.
It’s fine if there are many court officials who commit crimes. I just don’t understand one thing: As an important official in the court, do you really have to be irresponsible without speaking?”
"Your Majesty, if you have to be cautious and cautious when acting as an official, you will lose the original intention of establishing an official." Yang Tinghe was just explaining patiently now.
"I understand, it is to let all officials and me be alert at all times." Zhu Houcong nodded, "Of course, there are Jinyiwei and Dongchang inside, six departments outside, Shizhong, and the Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I have committed a crime.
There is also the Ministry of Punishment, the Dali Temple, and civil and military officials impeaching each other, not to mention whether they are officials or not. With so many eyes watching, the government is not dominated by villains? Aren't my statistics there?"
He pointed to the memorials he had brought over initially. His words were well-founded and the ministers were speechless for a moment.
"Although I say so, I still have to set up a public speaking position. But I think this is a very important official position. There are two things that should not be done. One should not really hear about something, and arbitrarily criticize it without any evidence, so as to waste a lot of money.
The time and energy of myself and the court officials; secondly, we should not comment on the actions of other colleagues without any practical experience, and generalize without responsibility."
Regarding the former, all the officials in the court were extremely annoyed.
But for the latter, Yang Tinghe had to say: "The reason why Yan Guan is of low rank and granted the right not to be punished for his words is to encourage them to speak freely. What the Yan Guan says depends on whether His Majesty is accurate or not, and the ministers will take their own time to do so."
The court's energy should still be spent on debate. Other officials should also be able to withstand criticism, which is inevitable. If an official must be proficient in a certain practice before he can express his opinions, the grade of the official will not be commensurate with his qualifications."
"This involves the official system, which cannot be discussed today." Zhu Houxuan said lightly, "Let's still follow the old rules. I hope that the two things I said should be kept in mind in the affairs of the Procuratorate and the Sixth Section."
Take some time to listen, read, and think. The memorials submitted need to focus on quality, not quantity or impact."
He paused and then said: "Now that we have the Internal Affairs Bureau, when I consider the promotion of Yanguan in the future, I will naturally judge the effect of the memorials that neglected state affairs when I was the Yanguan. I also agree with Guangkailu. I only hope that
Through these words, what I heard on the road to heaven were more based on facts, well-reasoned, based on events and people, and discussed deeds rather than hearts."
"I don't ask the Yanguan to have a strategy when dealing with troubles, but I do ask that the Yanguan does not only know how to criticize. It is the attitude encouraged by the emperor not to be punished for his words when someone hears something is going on. Acting on the news, but criticizing without evidence is not the Yanguan.
The virtues of being an official. The civil servants I want are heroes with both political integrity and talent like the ancient scholars, rather than official guards who look around and listen. There are already too many people who sound the alarm, and the talents of officials should not only be
Use it for small things like this. The vacancies left vacant by today’s events..."
There were already people serving as the Minister of Rites, so many people lowered their heads and suppressed the light in their eyes for the remaining seats.
The third-rank right minister of the Ministry of Rites and the left and deputy censor of the Duchayuan, the fourth-rank right minister of the Duchayuan, and the two fifth-rank ministers of the Ministry of Rites... So many are in short supply!
Zhu Houcong looked at Wang Qiong and said: "Wang Qing, the Ministry of Personnel will recommend the department as soon as possible. As for the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, he is busy with everything. First, Yuan Qing will appoint someone in the Ministry of Rites to temporarily appoint him, and then he will recommend the official.
Just follow the old practice of emergency elections, the cabinet will recommend a list of names, and each one will be correct."
The sun shines on the majestic imperial city, and the water in the golden river inside and outside ripples.