Jingming

Chapter 62 Was Seen Through
In Yang's mansion, Yang Shen was sitting beside him, but the officials who came to visit were fidgeting.

"Ge Lao really went to visit Mao Xianqing?"

Yang Shen nodded.

Today, he saw with his own eyes how his father, the chief minister of the cabinet, lost control of the rhythm of the court meeting, and how he lost his majesty under the unreasonable pressure of the new king.

He was also asked for advice by the emperor in a strange manner, which led to the explicit exposition of etiquette.

The situation is clear now.

Not only could Yang Tinghe not be able to drive away Wang Qiong by going to battle in person, but he couldn't even protect Mao Cheng.

Not dead, but not protected.

Now some courtiers who have been close all the time came to pay a visit, but when they heard that Yang Tinghe had gone to the Mao Mansion, they felt a little complicated for a while.

"Why bother Mr. Ge..." Some people were worried that Yang Tinghe would be more jealous of the emperor because of this, but they couldn't express their frivolity even more.

Is it really okay for Yang Tinghe to visit Mao Cheng who has been labeled as "disloyal" by the emperor?
In the Mao Mansion, Mao Cheng, who was only one step away from entering the cabinet a few days ago, is now lying there with a broken expression, dying, full of grief and indignation, and his nephews and nephews are all wiping away tears. Wang Shifang, who was about to take part in the palace examination, was pale.

After returning with anger and receiving the three-year stipend, which was full of good rice, Mao Cheng vomited blood.

Is my family short of rice?

Even though the Mao Mansion, which people would avoid for tea, was greeted with a personal visit from the Chief Assistant, the whole mansion was not at all happy.

A Shangshu demoted an official to the people for the crime of disloyalty and disrespect.

During the half-day tour of the prison, there was no harm, but it was extremely insulting.

But some consequences are more difficult for Mao Cheng to accept than death.

"Xianqing suffered the thunderbolt of the emperor on my behalf." Yang Tinghe Lao Lei held his hand horizontally and horizontally, "It's all my fault. Don't worry about Xianqing. As long as I am here, I will never let Xianqing suffer." People framed!"

Mao Cheng's eyes were blank: Does that make sense?What if it's not framed?

After being an official for so many years, who is clean?
You can't keep my position, and you are not cruel enough to let the emperor kill me, but you only rely on saving my life to gather the morale of the army that is about to collapse, so what's the use?

At this moment, how many people want to show their loyalty to the emperor?

Suddenly, Mao Cheng became annoyed with Yang Tinghe: You always feel that you have Daming on your shoulders, and you are so worried that Daming will perish without you and some officials?
Before ascension to the throne, if Yang Tinghe had been more resolute, how could there be so many things?

The 15-year-old emperor probably not only grasped the impossibility of being abolished, but also grasped Yang Tinghe's twisted character.

Want everything, worry about everything!

The poster maker...Mao Cheng suddenly showed a mocking smile: The emperor was right.

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Yuan Zonggao has not yet moved to the new mansion bestowed by Zhu Houcong. He still lives in the place arranged by his predecessor Mao Cheng: Dongyue Temple, one of the nine temples in the capital.

The arrangement of the Ministry of Etiquette was flawless: although most of the officials were not short of money, they only had so much salary in public.

It is now that the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites has become Yuan Zonggao himself. At this moment, Yuan Zonggao lives in a place in the west of Dongyue Temple, and many people waiting outside the door feel this sigh.

They are all there waiting.

The greeting cards had been delivered to the door, but they were told that Uncle Da Zong was entertaining guests.

If you want to wait, you can only stand in the yard, there is not even a concierge to sit and drink tea.

As soon as Yan Song arrived, he immediately became the focus.

In response to their polite inquiries, Yan Song just said in a low-key and modest manner: "As a commentator on daily life, I am here to ask Uncle Da Zong what classics your Majesty has learned before."

Others praised me every word, thinking in their hearts: what a good excuse.

What Yuan Zonggao saw now was Xie Changjie and other officials of the palace.

"Now that you all have positions, from now on, His Majesty can no longer personally oppress your subjects!"

Yuan Zonggao looked serious.With both the qualifications of the royal family, the experience of local officials, and the high position of the Minister of Rites at the moment, everyone has to bow their heads and listen to the training.

"Don't trouble Mao Cheng and the others!" Yuan Zonggao warned, "If the ministers are really cowardly, it will be a situation of negligence. If the former ministers in the Qiandi are not relentless, it will damage the reputation of His Majesty. Today, Your Majesty really spent It took a lot of hard work to get to this situation!"

His eyes were moist as he spoke.

How difficult it is, to show ability and prestige at the best opportunity of the first court meeting, and to subdue the many courtiers whose interests have already been tied together without a foundation, I must have experienced every court today. The counselors were all amazed.

It is true that he is the emperor, but Yuan Zonggao felt ashamed when some people hinted at Yuan Zonggao's ability and skills after the dynasty was over.

Yuan Zonggao won everything by standing there, he just came out to show his attitude.

Xie Changjie waited for Yuan Zonggao to confirm many things and then reconfirmed: "So, in the case of Qian Ning and Jiang Bin, the lower officials only listen and don't ask?"

Yuan Zonggao stared at him, and was silent for a while before he said: "The chief judge of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Who and what did Qian Ning, Jiang Bin and others confess, you just need to remember."

"Your Majesty understands." Knowing the current situation, Xie Changjie suppressed his desire and ambition, "Your Majesty must listen to His Majesty and Uncle Da Zong's teachings and act faithfully!"

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At this time, Zhang Zuo, who had a sense of mission, had just reported the news to Zhu Houcong who had returned to Qianqing Palace, and then asked: "Mao Cheng was disloyal and disrespectful, and Mr. Yang Ge went to visit overnight. Master, how should we deal with this matter?"

Zhu Houcong opened his arms, and a little court lady was helping him to untie his clothes—this was something Zhu Houcong had finally gotten used to these days in order to avoid the endless anxiety of the court ladies.

"It's normal, what do I need to do?" Zhu Houcong said casually and ordered Huang Jin, "Just wash it today."

"Your Majesty, Mao Cheng is a disloyal minister!... No, His Majesty has already demoted him to the people." Zhang Zuo followed Zhu Houcong's footsteps to the bathroom, "Does it really not need to be dealt with when the chief minister of the cabinet goes to visit the disloyal person? "

Zhu Houcong frowned and stopped, turning his head to stare at him: "Zhang Zuo, what's wrong with you? It's your duty to report it to me. If I don't deal with it, you have to listen to it twice? Do you also want to imitate me and set up a prestige for foreign ministers?"

Yang Shen is right, this is Liwei.But there are some things that are in essence, but on the surface there is another set of rhetoric that no one can deny.

Now, Zhu Houcong also felt that it was time for Zhang Zuo to beat him.

Zhang Zuo quickly knelt down: "I don't dare... I just see that His Majesty is not happy after leaving the court today, and I am worried that they will find new ways to humiliate His Majesty!"

"Come on, be honest, is it easy for me to be bullied?" Zhu Houcong glanced at him condescendingly, "You might as well spend more energy on helping me clean the palace first. Did you think I saved Wei Bin and the others? With me protecting you, can you sit back and relax?"

Zhang Zuo broke out in a cold sweat: "The slaves felt that it was not enough to manage Mao Cheng and protect Mr. Liang Ge and Wang Shangshu. Later, Mr. Yang Ge and the others fought over everything. Although His Majesty didn't mention it, they pretended to renovate the Qing Dynasty. I haven't heard anything about Ning Gong..."

"Do your duty first!" Zhu Houcong's tone became stern, "Do you think you are more capable than Zhang Jin when you put on a show in the Supervisor of Ceremonies?"

Zhang Zuo kowtowed tremblingly: "I dare not be so arrogant, my servant is guilty..."

The emperor didn't speak, Zhang Zuo knew it was quiet now, but his ears were buzzing.

After a long time, the emperor said indifferently: "Do you think that I must use you in the inner palace?"

"Slaves don't dare!" Zhang Zuo's heart was about to burst, and he kept kowtowing.

"Don't take this opportunity to learn more from Wei Bingu and Zhang Jin, but rely on your status as the former minister of the Qiandi to put on airs and gain power!" Zhu Houcong sneered, "You have only been in the palace for a few days, and you are already the great ancestor. Why, you are already so respected and admired by everyone?"

(End of this chapter)