On the sixth day of the first month of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, it is the season when the Ming royal family holds suburban sacrifices. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The suburban festival is under the leadership of the emperor, and the civil and military officials follow them to the Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Earth to worship heaven and earth, praying for a bumper harvest.

Not every Beijing official is qualified to follow the emperor to worship in the suburbs, according to the regulations, it must be from the third rank or above the bureaucracy, and the nobles above the earl, to be qualified to follow the emperor to worship heaven and earth.

Of course, Chongguo Gong's father and son are eligible, and the father and son went out early in the morning, at three o'clock, and Chongguo Gong rode in a carriage to the palace under the escort of his servants. Wang Zhi is a military attaché, riding a horse according to the rules, he rode a horse, Zhou Cheng and Zhou Gong escorted on both sides, and followed behind the Chongguo bus.

Out of the mansion, looking at the starry sky and the hideous and terrifying clouds in the night sky, the moon is like a hook, the frost sky is like water, and the cold wind cuts his face like a knife, Wang Zhizheng can't help but shudder. Wang Zhizheng turned his head to look at Zhou Cheng, who was frozen and shrunk his head, and said, "This day, it's so cold!" Zhou Cheng said with a smile: "The adults insist on insisting, and it will be two quarters of an hour!"

When they arrived at the Forbidden City, the cars of the hundred officials were all at the gate of the main hall, and their faces were blue one by one.

According to the regulations, when entering the main hall, all the bureaucrats must place their chariots and horses at the palace gate. They all entered the temple on foot.

Wang Zhizheng saw that his father, who was over half a hundred years old, also suffered from this severe cold, and asked Zhou Cheng for a fur cloak, and personally put it on his father: "Dad, today is indeed very cold, we are estimated to be at the gate of this hall for more than half an hour, you always put on a cloak, be careful not to catch a cold." ”

Chongguo Gong nodded and said: "It is a great honor to be able to accompany the emperor to worship heaven and earth, what can it be to be frozen?"

Wang Zhizheng nodded and walked into the ranks of Wu Chen. Wang Zhizheng was in the ranks of the military ministers, standing in the first seat, he was the highest-ranking military attache in the Ming Empire.

Wang Zhizheng looked up, and saw Cui Chengxiu standing in the third row of the Wenchen class on the right, Cui Chengxiu looked solemn and majestic, squinting his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

Next to Cui Chengxiu is Bai Hongmin, the secretary of the Donglin Party. Bai Hongmin lowered his head and said a few words in Cui Chengxiu's ear, and then the two began to talk in a low voice.

Wang Zhizheng said in his heart: It seems that Cui Chengxiu is indeed trying to win over the eunuch party, and at the same time, he will no longer have a bad relationship with the Donglin Party, and he will not offend the Donglin Party.

Wang Zhizheng smiled slightly, and said to Cui Yingyuan, one of the "Three Biaos" standing behind him: "Commander Cui, how is this year?"

Cui Yingyuan saw his old leader Xu Xianchun with his own eyes, Ni Wenhuan died one by one in the hands of Wang Zhizheng, and he was extremely afraid of Wang Zhizheng, he held an attitude, and was respectful to Wang Zhizheng wholeheartedly, and let him do whatever he wanted, especially honest and obedient.

Hearing that Wang Zhizheng, the big evil star, greeted him, Cui Yingyuan hurriedly made a gesture and said respectfully: "Returning to the Great Commander, it's okay." Xia Guan received a greeting card from the adult, and when the moon is full, he must go to the house with a generous gift to congratulate him. ”

Wang Zhizheng smiled, patted Cui Yingyuan's shoulder and said: "Commander Cui, you are a smart person, if you are willing to be friends with me Wang Zhizheng, Chongguo Mansion welcomes you at any time!"

Cui Yingyuan hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, the Great Commander, if you need to send it, even if you send Ying Yuan, Ying Yuan is the only one, and the Great Commander is the only one." ”

The Governor of the Praetorian Guard, who was standing next to Cui Yingyuan, knew Jiang Nai, and saw that Cui Yingyuan was so frightened that he trembled when he spoke, so he laughed and hugged his fist at Cui Yingyuan and said: "Brother Cui, in fact, you don't have to be afraid of our forbidden army yamen, we are all people who run errands for the nine thousand years old, but we have only been concerned about running around for the nine thousand years old before, and we have not had time to talk about friendship." In the future, be sure to add contact. ”

Cui Yingyuan clearly knew that although this Jiang Nai was on the same level as himself, he was a hardcore cronie of Wang Zhizheng and Wang Nai, so he hurriedly returned the salute to Jiang Nai: "Brother Jiang, I didn't move around much before, Ying Yuan can't escape the blame, and I will definitely move around more and move more in the future!"

Wang Zhizheng heard Cui Yingyuan's statement to Jiang Nai, smiled slightly, turned around, did not speak with his hands behind his back, and stared at Cui Chengxiu, Tian Ji, Wu Chunfu, and Li Kuilong of the Wenchen train, only to see that among the four people, Cui Chengxiu stood by himself, looking at the palace door with his hands behind his back and pondering, while Tian Ji, Wu Chunfu and Li Kuilong were talking in whispers.

In less than an hour, I saw the eunuch Wang Tiqian, the master of ceremonies, walking quickly to the door of the hall, and shouted in a loud voice: "The emperor has arrived!"

Then, I saw the Emperor of the Apocalypse, who was wearing a bright dragon robe and a mink cloak, slowly walked to the door of the main hall with the support of Wei Zhongxian.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked thinner, with sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, and a pale complexion without a trace of blood.

Although he is only in his twenties, his pace is not very stable under the support of Wei Zhongxian.

Wang Zhizheng observed his complexion and could see that the Emperor of the Apocalypse's lung disease was even more serious. Wang Zhizheng said secretly: "It seems that the emperor's situation is even worse, it is estimated that it is the Yangshou of the past few months, we must speed up the pace, and we can't hesitate anymore." It's time to take the initiative. ”

Wei Zhongxian supported the Emperor of the Apocalypse and shouted: "Worship!-"

The loyal ministers knelt together on the cold stone floor and bowed three times and nine bows in a neat manner. Shan shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

Seeing the ministers saluting respectfully, the Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded, raised his hand, and said hoarsely in a voice without any neutrality: "Zhong Aiqing, let's be even!"

Then, under the auspices of the chief administrator Wei Zhongxian, the civil and military officials followed the emperor's holy drive and drove to the Temple of Heaven.

After standing on duty and worshipping, Wang Zhizheng, as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, today is the busiest day, he took Jiang Nai, took the lead, strode to the emperor's side, commanded Xie Zhenglong of the Shenji Battalion and Wang Zhiyi of the Dadao Battalion, and did the work of the Shenji Battalion to protect the emperor's safety.

Jiang Nai waved at Wang Zhiyi of the Big Knife Battalion, Wang Zhiyi strode over, Jiang Nai said to him: "Zhiyi, you take the elite of the Big Knife Camp to follow the holy car!"

Wang Zhiyi gave a military salute, and then waved his hand, and the nine hundred athletes of the Dadao Battalion quickly lined up on both sides of the holy car, and the imposing guards were on both sides of the emperor's Luanyi.

Wang Zhiyi, who was close to him, commanded a 900-strong broadsword battalion, and the murderous guards were on both sides of the emperor.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse sat on Luanyi with a smile, leaned his head on the soft pillow, and asked Wang Zhiyi: "You are doing a good job, what is your name?

Wang Zhiyi bowed solemnly and said: "Back to the saint, the lower official's name is Wang Zhiyi, and he is the cousin of Chongguo Gong. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "Then you are Wang Zhizheng's cousin, hehe, the Chongguo Mansion is full of talents!

The emperor just asked a few words very casually, but it was a great honor for Wang Zhiyi (Huang Zongxi), the official of the small forbidden military camp.

Wang Zhiyi only felt that there was a warm current all over his body. He bowed down and replied solemnly: "Thank you for the emperor's compliment!

The Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded, and said to Wei Zhongxian, who was walking quickly in small steps beside him: "The Wang family is loyal and capable, you have to reward me well!"

Wei Zhongxian smiled and said humbly: "Yes, long live, the old slave must be rewarded according to the emperor's wishes!"

Following the emperor to worship the heavens is the first time for the young Wang Zhizheng, of course, since he went down to earth, this is also the most grand scene he has ever seen in the mortal world.

This sacrifice to the sky is a big exhibition of the power cake of the Ming Empire.

The emperor was in the supreme position, prayed with incense, and Wei Zhongxian accompanied him, showing the majesty of the imperial steward.

Huang Liji, the first assistant of the cabinet, followed by Cui Chengxiu, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and Zhu Youzhen, the prince of Xin, stood far away in the train of the nobles, as if he didn't even get the role of a foil at all this time to worship the sky, but an irrelevant audience.

After worshipping at the Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Earth, it is in the afternoon, and it is dark early in winter, and after the sacrifice to the heavens and the earth, the night has already fallen.

Back in the palace, the emperor opened a feast, the emperor was not in good health, and the emperor of the apocalypse, who had been running around for a day and was weak, was already tired, so after returning to the palace, he was supported by Wei Zhongxian and immediately returned to the harem.

The matter of presiding over the banquet was handed over to Huang Liji, the new cabinet minister.

Huang Liji and Gu Bingqian are both eunuchs, a few years ago, the seventy-eight-year-old man Gu Bingqian's body couldn't stand it, and he retired due to illness, so Huang Liji took over as the first assistant of the cabinet, and concurrently served as the secretary of the ministry, according to Wang Zhizheng's understanding of Huang Liji, this person is the same as Wang Tiqian, both are eunuchs, but they have their own little abacus, and they don't want to kill the road, so Wang Zhizheng secretly included him in the list of wooers.