Reborn Ming Dynasty as Emperor

Chapter 20 The Disobedient Donglin Censor

Today is the day of the early court again, Zhu Youxiao did not completely lose interest in these civil servants like Wanli did.

Now that it was time to go to court, he still chose to go to court, and sometimes it was a good experience to watch those ministers making noise.

This kind of court discussion, which has the atmosphere of the modern national senate, makes Zhu Youxiao feel differently about the Ming Dynasty every time.

The Ming Dynasty, which has been in peace for more than 200 years, may still be a family dynasty with small peasant economy as the main body, but in many respects, it already has political phenomena beyond this era.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help thinking to himself, if with his own efforts, the Ming Dynasty really did not perish 17 years later, would China's history really go in another direction, a China that has declined but has no suffering and shame? The history of national evolution.

Three whips sounded, and civil and military officials embroidered with birds and animals approached the hall one after another, facing Zhu Youxiao, they all began to shout long live.

Zhu Youxiao nodded.

After Xiaohuangmen shouted to flatten his body, these officials dressed in scarlet, sky blue or blue-black official robes held elephant wats and began to stand left and right.

At this time, You Yude and Zhang Yong looked at Wang Jimo, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, and at the same time looked at Xu Biqian and Chen Xianqing.

The censor Chen Xianqing stepped forward first: "Your Majesty Qizuo, since the 24th year of Wanli, the emperor has seldom offered sacrifices to the heavens, so that our Ming Dynasty has suffered from drought and little rain for years, which is almost a serious disaster. Now Shaanxi has been in severe drought for several months. Because of the thinness of the sky, His Majesty is now a sage king, an emperor who loves the people, I hope that His Majesty will do it personally, and sacrifice to the sky to ensure the safety of the country."

Zhu Youxiao has been to court several times since he became emperor for one month.

In his memory, the imperial censor Chen Xianqing was the one who hated the emperor the most in the court, but he couldn't do anything with him, because he was a speech officer and what this guy said was meaningless But you can't refute it.

For example, this time, Chen Xianqing asked himself to sacrifice to the sky again. This is actually a religious ceremony to beg for the good weather of the Ming Dynasty.

As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, it is because I am the son of heaven, I have to participate in these rituals, because these etiquettes are all to demonstrate my legitimacy and the legitimacy of ruling Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Youxiao hated this Donglin Party official so much that he didn't bother to talk to him.

Chen Xianqing didn't say a word, and after smiling at Zhang Yong, Wang Jimo, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, offering sacrifices to the heavens is a major event in the country, and I beg your majesty to hold the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens on the winter solstice."

"Wei Chen agrees!"

Censor Xu Biqian stood up, and at the same time, Li Banghua, who offered sacrifices to the Imperial Academy, followed.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help smiling, thinking that the last morning court was very difficult, you middle and lower Donglin Party officials didn't behave well, and did a few practical things, but every time I went to the morning court, I was asked to do this or that, Moreover, they are all useless things that waste money and food and harass the people.

"I know all about it. I will consider the matter of offering sacrifices to the sky in the future. My dear friends, let's talk about the business."

Zhu Youxiao just said this, but Chen Biqian stood up again: "Your Majesty, why should you think about it, worshiping the sky is a serious matter!"

Zhu Youxiao is annoyed when he sees Chen Biqian now, but now seeing that he has no courtesy of a monarch and minister, and directly comes up to block his words, Zhu Youxiao immediately stood up and pointed at Chen Biqian: "Presumptuous! Where is the censor on duty today! "

"The humble minister is here", Xu Xianqing is today's on-duty censor, so he immediately stood up.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao asked: "Let me ask you, if there are courtiers who have no monarch in the court, what crime should they be?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty thinks that Chen Yushi has never acted against the emperor. Worshiping heaven is a major event of the court. Chen Yushi has the legacy of Wei Zheng. Please praise Chen Yushi to upright Ming Dynasty!"

Xu Xianqing replied very righteously.

Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there were officials in the court who were not afraid of him as the emperor, and even deliberately ignored his will as the king and deliberately protected his officials.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but get angry, this group of Donglin Party really didn't see blood or tears.

He immediately shouted: "Presumptuous, you dare to threaten me like this, come here, drag these two people down directly, and beat them hard!"

Xu Xianqing and Chen Biqian looked at each other in astonishment, before they could speak, they were dragged out of the hall by the two guards.

At this time, Sun Chengzong immediately stood up and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Chen Biqian and Xu Xianqing are really guilty of inappropriate words and threatening the emperor, but because of their youth, they are spared the death penalty! No more red pills." woe!"

What Sun Chengzong meant was obvious, that is, His Majesty, you can't be willful. At present, the Donglin Party still has power. These people are certainly hateful, but they can't be killed directly, otherwise they will be forced to jump the wall, and it is inevitable that Donglin Party officials will kill the king again conspiracy.

"Okay, what Mr. Sun said is that he will be spared the death penalty, and he will be punished with a staff of [-]. He will be dismissed from the post of censor, and will never be used again!"

As soon as Zhu Youxiao's words came out, Zhang Yong, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but sneered coldly: "Don't think that my Donglin Party can let you, a foolish king, be let go with such fake mercy!"

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao had calmed down, Sun Chengzong said again: "Your Majesty, although offering sacrifices to heaven is a vain ritual, the ritual cannot be abandoned. The reason why my Ming Dynasty is different from the barbarians is because of the etiquette and restraint..."

Sun Chengzong's consolation made Zhu Youxiao feel better, so he nodded: "I promised to sacrifice to heaven, let's talk about other things, Liaodong, rivers, drought and other major issues of national economy and people's livelihood are the first, understand?"

"Sir, you understand!"

After Zhang Yong shouted along with the ministers, he smiled secretly again. Now that Zhu Youxiao agreed to sacrifice to heaven, his plan is [-] to [-]% sure.

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That night, Zhang Yong met with Ning Wanwo again:
"Brother Ning, Zhu Youxiao has agreed to offer sacrifices to the heavens. The ceremony will be presided over by Wang Jimo, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites. My family's rawhide caravan will arrive at the boundary of Tongzhou before the winter solstice, and then return to Tongzhou with the Fan family's grain team.

At that time, the eighteenth Batulu will sneak into the capital secretly with the Fan family. After sneaking into the capital, remember to find a place called "Qingshan Guild Hall", where Xu Xianqing will receive you.

Xu Xianqing will use his relationship in the Beijing camp to exchange the eighteen Batulu warriors with the Beijing camp soldiers we bought, and the eighteen Beijing camp soldiers are the soldiers that Wang Jimo, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, has already ordered. "

After Ning finished listening, I nodded: "That's very good. Once Zhu Youxiao is successfully assassinated, brother Zijie will take the lead!"

"Concession and concession, it is a blessing for the slave Zhang Yong to be able to offer the labor of dogs and horses for the Great Khan." Zhang Yong smiled and said: "It's getting late, and now the people in Dongchang are densely packed, you go out first. Then I'll find another way out."

(End of this chapter)