Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 375 Punish them for their serious crime of unfilial piety

Before Wei Yan could figure out the meaning of this sentence, Song Yuan immediately followed up and ordered: "Go and see what's going on in other mansions. After being scolded so late at night, some people must be flustered."

"Yes."

Wei Yan went there immediately. He and Song Yuan had guessed well that Emperor Hong Ming had someone give him a verbal edict and cursed him in the middle of the night, which really disturbed the minds of a few people who were unstable. The eunuch who delivered the edict had just left. The fourth and seventh sons hurriedly asked someone to set up a carriage and drive to the palace. They could not enter the palace at this time, so they waited directly outside the palace gate.

When they went to court the next day, the two of them were already standing at the palace gate with trembling legs and exhausted bodies. The people going to court were arriving one after another, and no one came to pay attention. As soon as Song Yuan got off the carriage, he heard the third brother next to him. Song Zhu snorted coldly, hating that iron could not become steel.

"Two idiots!" Song Zhu gritted his teeth as he cursed. He even sent people to stop them, but these two idiots still came. Just listen to them and just listen to them. Do you need to be so afraid?

Song Yuan didn't dare to see the joke and quickly went around to the other side of the carriage to wait. When the time came, he followed in again.

Song Chun came on time and glanced coldly at Lao Si and Lao Qi. Before he could say anything, he was surrounded by several ministers whispering.

Yesterday's incident has been spread all over the capital, and the reaction of your highnesses has not disappointed the officials. If they follow Emperor Hong Ming's nonsense, it will really chill the hearts of those who really fought to the death to eradicate the witchcraft.

Emperor Hong Ming came late, dragging his steps with a displeased look on his face. He looked gloomy as soon as he entered the hall, as if everyone here owed him half of the country, and he was displeased with everyone.

"Long live my emperor." All the ministers kowtowed.

Emperor Hong Ming stood aside holding the dragon chair. He sneered a few times first, and then glanced at everyone with sadness: "I sit on the throne, but I can't even work for my own son. I am ashamed to be a king and father. How can I be worthy of it?" How long can I live? I'm afraid if I live a few more years, I will become a thorn in your side."

He held him accountable in public, and the princes headed by Song Chun naturally immediately knelt down and bowed to the ground, stood up and said, "My son is unfilial, please punish me."

"Condemn? How dare I?" Emperor Hong Ming's face was full of sarcasm: "Several princes worked together to form a group, and they didn't even have to listen to my words. If I convict, wouldn't I offend you?"

In front of hundreds of officials, facing his son's eccentric expression?This is to punish them for a serious crime of unfilial piety.

Song Yuan was a little nervous, but the advantage of her young age was now revealed. She only needed to admit her mistake. As for other words, it was not her turn.

Song Run spoke: "How will my sons and ministers deal with what my father said? If my sons and ministers make any mistakes, please punish them severely and never say such things."

"How can the princes be wrong?" Emperor Hongming continued to be arrogant. He paced in front of the dragon throne and looked at his sons with a playful expression: "I was wrong. I gave you the opportunity to train you one by one. You have become talented, but you have forgotten that your wings have become stiff and you no longer want to listen to my arrangements."

The ministers stood aside with their heads bowed, listening quietly as he scolded his son like crazy. Even the experienced and steady old ministers frowned at what Emperor Hong Ming said.

No matter how angry you are, you should not rebuke the princes in public. If you are really angry, you might as well just call them to the Taihua Palace to reprimand them. If you deliberately reprimand them in the early morning court, you will embarrass the princes and lose the royal face.

"Father, my sons and ministers are not disobeying my father's arrangements, they just don't want my father to make the same mistakes again and again." The third son, Song Zhu, was really impatient. Emperor Hong Ming was so yin and yang, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he yelled directly. He came out and said, "My father believes in witchcraft and insists on conferring the title of Imperial Master. What else can he do besides dragging his sons and ministers to believe in that monster? That monster talks nonsense. What else can he do besides bewitching people's hearts? Is it possible that my father will forget it?" Well, when Yuan'er was born, it was because of the demon's nonsense that we were all on tenterhooks. Wasn't my father himself like a frightened bird who couldn't sleep at night? Why did he believe it again now? Could it be that the lesson he gave him at the beginning was not enough? Or did the demon teach his father What kind of ecstasy did the emperor drink to make his father do so many ridiculous things?" He shouted loudly, and Emperor Hong Ming was so angry that he grabbed the pen holder on the table and threw it at him.

Song Chun immediately opened his arms to protect Song Zhu: "Father, calm down."

"You rebel!" A vein popped up on Emperor Hong Ming's forehead. He could not accept his son contradicting him in public.

"Father." Song Zhu continued to speak, but Song Chun immediately cut off his words: "Father, although the third brother's words were fierce, what he said was not unreasonable. He harmed innocent people, and the Wei Dynasty suffered greatly. The late emperor had to kill him in pain to restrain him, but now that my father favors and trusts the imperial master, all this effort has been in vain."

Emperor Hong Ming stared at Song Chun angrily for a long time, then suddenly sneered: "Is it too late for the Crown Prince to express his position now?"

He was really angry. After asking this question, the blame that had been placed on Song Chun was finally cleared, and the more flexible ministers suddenly understood everything.

Song Chun remained silent, his goal achieved.

"Every one of you has caused disasters with witchcraft. Tell me, how big of a disaster has the witchcraft caused that deserves to be mentioned again and again?" Emperor Hong Ming slammed the table.

He was clearly acting rogue. He was not only angry at their disobedience, but also determined to clear the name of Wu Gu.

"Your Majesty." The imperial censor couldn't bear it anymore: "Witchcraft paralyzes people's hearts, and everything is based on divination. If things go on like this, don't we forget that everything depends on people? There was a precedent in the previous dynasty. The people believed in witchcraft and neglected farming, and the officials believed in witchcraft. But if the injustice is wrongly judged, the king believes in witchcraft and favors nepotism, and if the country is in ruins, then witchcraft will cause disaster."

Emperor Hongming scolded him sternly: "Am I the foolish king of the previous dynasty?"

"Then please tell me clearly, Your Majesty, why do you want to appoint a demon as a national master? Why do you insist on believing in witchcraft? You do not hesitate to violate the ancestral family law and insist on going your own way. What benefit can the demon do to the Wei Dynasty?" The imperial censor was also tough and questioned a little more. He also didn’t give Emperor Hong Ming face.

Emperor Hong Ming's face turned red from holding back again. Song Chun looked on with an indifferent expression. He was betting on whether Emperor Hong Ming dared to reveal that he had practiced magic with the great witch Zhi Yan.

The eyes of all the officials fell on Emperor Hong Ming, and they all wanted to know why he was so determined to confer the title of Imperial Master. After all, at this point, the great witch Zhiyan had not shown that he was any advantage to the great Wei.

"Doesn't it count to predict good or bad luck?" Emperor Hong Ming did not dare to tell the truth after all. He knew very well that if he told the truth, he would completely lose people's hearts.

The imperial censor was not satisfied with this answer: "Predicting good or bad luck? I wonder whether the prediction is good or bad for the Wei Dynasty or for the emperor alone? What is good and bad? What is bad?"

He was aggressive, and Emperor Hongming was very dissatisfied, but this was the duty of the censor. If he got angry because of questioning, the officials could scold him to death.

(End of this chapter)