Chapter 500: The Last Gift 2
The power of the regent is tilted towards the government and the opposition, and after Her Majesty the Empress is in power, shouldn't he take advantage of the situation to cut his power and send him to the frontier fortress?
Why did you seal Pingjun?
And what do you say, Auxiliary Your Majesty to rule the country together?
Didn't you say that the harem couldn't be in politics?
How can we rule the country together?
However, in such a solemn and solemn ceremony, no one dared to speak without permission, even if they had doubts in their hearts.
The empress's eyes were calm and cold, without revealing the slightest emotional fluctuation, but where the condescending eyes passed, it seemed that she could peek into their hearts through the heavy clothes, making people have nothing to hide.
Among the crowd, the most shocked was Feng Weiyu.
This young prime minister with infinite scenery in the eyes of outsiders, the man who is most likely to become a righteous monarch in the eyes of the ministers, although he knelt on the ground respectfully at this time, the ten fingers supported on the ground almost couldn't help but dig into the bluestone slab, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his low-hanging face no longer had the gentleness and elegance of the past, but only a stiff and pale remain.
Zhengjun, Chu Yucang.
Ping Jun, Nan Mohao.
He never dreamed of a result......
Even if the empress firmly believes in that hexagram, Nan Mohao ...... Nan Mohao was the person she should guard against the most, the first person to pay after the pro-government, why......
Why did he become the second only Pingjun after Zhengjun?
In addition to him, Nan Mohao was also shocked, he didn't expect that he would become a Pingjun at all, and he was worried in his heart, but he heard the voice of the chief supervisor of the internal supervision ring again.
"Your Majesty has a decree, choose a day to hold a canonization ceremony, King Xiling, Prince Regent, please accept the decree-"
In the midst of solemnity, Chu Chen and Nan Mohao got up respectfully, raised their feet and walked onto His Majesty, and walked towards the highest place step by step.
There was solemnity and silence between heaven and earth.
Walking to His Majesty Dan, Chu Chen and Nan Mohao knelt down respectfully again, took the holy decree with both hands, and thanked him.
Zixi's gaze swept over the two of them, and said lightly: "Flat." ”
Both of them stood up, their eyes furrowed.
"Today's right is like this, the canonization ceremony will let the Ministry of Rites prepare well, and your robes and costumes are also being prepared, and the ceremony must be held grandly." Zixi smiled warmly, "As soon as today's will comes out, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will not dare to oppose it anymore, so now follow me into the palace." ”
After the words fell, Zixi took the lead in turning around and entering the hall.
Chu Chen and Nan Mohao were one step behind, one left and one right.
"Your Majesty has a decree, enter the palace, and have a banquet-"
The hundred officials, who were kneeling so painfully that their knees, got up and looked at each other blankly, wanting to ask something, but they opened their mouths, but they didn't know where to start.
What to ask?
It is also in vain to ask, the will has been given, and there is no reason to change and regret it, they can only accept it.
But in the end......
Why was the regent not stripped of power, but made Pingjun?
The ministers were full of suspicions, but more of them were uneasy.
After the empress is in power, it stands to reason that there will be a formal selection, although the Zhengjun is determined according to the indication of the Qin Tianjian Institute, but there is more than one Zhengjun in the harem, even if His Majesty only chooses a few to enter the palace a year, they also have a chance.
But the regent has just entered the harem and still retains the right to participate in politics - with this great god, who would dare to compete with him?
The ministers frowned and looked depressed.
Feng Weiyu's steps were heavy, and he walked up the stairs with an expressionless face, walking towards the hall step by step.
Even though he hid his facial expression well, he could still feel the eyes of his colleagues looking at him, which was so unbearable......