Chapter 11 Seven do not kneel on the temple and the altar

Open the Forbidden City.

Wang Gong Jiuqing civil and military officials rushed in, Xu Fengnian finally saw the big hall in front of him, the yellow top and red wall, the two wings of the yellow glazed tile roof gradually fell, the hall was built on the white Sumeru seat support, the central axis of the sole of the foot is the grinding brick to the seam of the brick floor, Xu Fengnian knows a little about feng shui, and the central axis behind the road has been to the south, not only the sixteen-mile royal road, but also a long axis that extends to the south of the empire, Feng Chan Taishan, Huaizhong mountains, plus many mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, constitute a majestic triple case mountain, the son of the Zhao family in the capital, is on the dragon chair in the main hall, south and listen to the world。

Zhang Julu, the head of the civil official, walked on the right, Gu Jiantang, the head of the military general, was on the left, and the five clan vassal kings were all slowing around Zhang Julu, but Chen Zhibao was the only one who walked side by side with Gu Jiantang. Xu Fengnian, as the prince of the vassal king, should not be at the top now, but no one raised any objections, the official shut up, and the eunuch was silent. Among the five feudal kings, Zhao Xun, the king of Jing'an, walked behind Zhao Ying, the king of Huainan, while Zhao Sui, the king of Jiaodong, intentionally or unintentionally lagged behind a figure, and fell behind his nephew Zhao Xun, only walking in front of Xu Fengnian, but he didn't have any words. It's like a crumbling old wall, the last time to shelter young people from the wind and rain. Xu Fengnian has been looking down, silently counting the steps, when the vision of the glorious dragon wall, about to start to climb the steps, one foot on the white jade steps, gently looking back, crowded, jade hit jade, the sound of Langlang. His figure froze slightly, and the old Wenchen behind him who had carried the coffin to the death of the King of Beiliang subconsciously hurriedly retracted and stepped out, snorting heavily, obviously dissatisfied with the young man's ignorance, Xu Fengnian retracted his gaze, and ignored the old man's demonstration, turned back and rose step by step, ascending into the palace.

Set up the dragon chair throne in the hall, the front of the hall is the Dan Majesty, there are four kinds of heavy instruments of the copper turtle and the bronze crane sundial Jialiang, and there are eighteen tripods on the upper and lower terraces. When the ministers who are qualified to enter the palace are in place, the Son of Heaven in a yellow dragon robe finally appeared, and several princes also gently walked into the hall, according to the old practice, at this time the eunuch opened the early court etiquette, and the hundred officials inside and outside the hall had to kneel down to see the emperor, but this time the court meeting was obviously very different from the past, not only Han Diao Temple was replaced by Song Tanglu, the emperor was not in a hurry to sit down, and the solemn face of the internal official supervisor Song Tanglu said loudly: "This morning, Shangshu ordered Zhang Julu to kneel without kneeling. ”

The purple-haired and blue-eyed Zhang Shoufu did not move at all, he was already standing at the front of his right hand, and several princes standing side by side also lowered their eyes, and naturally no one could know the expression of this current dynasty Zaifu. Since Liyang pacified the Central Plains in the Spring and Autumn Period, there are only a handful of officials who can receive special honors, and they are counted on their fingers, but there are only three people, the old shoufu, that is, Zhang Julu's mentor, and the court will not kneel to the Son of Heaven. After the old lady of Xichu entered Beijing to serve as the left servant of the province, the imperial gift could sit on a chair of the Huanghuali Taishi under His Majesty, but the old man never sat down once. Then there is that the king of Beiliang, who was once still the Great Pillar Kingdom, does not kneel in the face of the saint, does not kneel when he listens to the saint, and can go to the temple with a sword. Among the three, Xu Xiao, who has the title of civil and military attachΓ© and is a very popular minister, relies on military merits, and he is the most polite, which naturally provokes criticism.

"General Gu Jiantang does not kneel. ”

Song Tanglu's thick voice, which was not like a eunuch, continued to be passed down.

Gu Jiantang, the first person in the left hand of the main hall, bowed his head slightly, which can be regarded as gratitude. Up and down Liyang, criticized Xu Xiao for being disrespectful in everything, and mostly regretted that the general who was also a meritorious minister in the Spring and Autumn Period was not allowed to display his ambitions, and he was trapped in the post of secretary of the military department for 18 years, until in recent years, he rushed to the border of the north, and the government and the opposition all felt that the Son of Heaven was Shengming, and Gu Jiantang guarded the north gate of the capital, and Liyang could rest easy. It's just that nowadays, there is constantly gossip from the Gaomen Mansion in the capital, saying that General Gu is about to step down as the secretary of the military department, which makes many people start muttering again, thinking that they must not even withdraw Gu Shangshu's military power, and now that the military town on the border of the north has only improved slightly, is it necessary to cross the river and tear down the bridge? That is inevitably too unloading and killing donkeys.

"The soldier saint Chen Zhibao does not kneel. In the future, Chen Zhibao can enter the palace in casual clothes and enter the hall with a sword. ”

Chen Zhibao's face was expressionless.

But the pillars of the court in the palace all gasped, and some of the young courtiers probably just heard from the older generation about how the villain Tu was respected as today's son, and most of them didn't think so, and today they were completely taught. Chen Zhibao has neither a king nor an official position at present, so well, he will directly seal you a soldier saint in front of the hundred officials in the temple! These two words are more important than not kneeling in the face of the saint! Obviously, Chen Zhibao is almost the same as Ye Baikui, one of the thirteen soldiers in the Spring and Autumn Period, to Xichu. Some time ago, when the five kings entered Beijing, the emperor did not have any out-of-the-ordinary courtesy, except for the white horse and white clothes Xishu plum wine entered Beijing, and the emperor personally went out of the palace to greet him! Now he is wearing a sword in civilian clothes to participate in the court meeting, becoming the fourth person after Xu Xiao's old assistant Sun Xiji! Chen Zhibao's award can be described as the pinnacle.

"Zhao Bing, the king of Yan, does not kneel. ”

King Yan lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you, Lord Longen." ”

"The left priest of the country does not kneel. ”

The thin old man Huan Wen smiled and accepted it calmly. Huan Wen is an outlier in the Liyang Imperial Court, famous for not fighting, a time is nothing, but Huan Wen is full of indisputable for most of his life, when the old Shoufu was proud of the protΓ©gΓ©, it is recognized that Huan Wen's poetry is still above Zhang Julu, before the death of the old Shoufu Ke Enyin entered the Hanlin Academy as Huangmenlang, it is said that Huan Wen gave up to Biyaner, he sneaked out of Beijing, became a sesame mung bean big foreign official, not arrogant and impatient slowly climbed. Later, when he entered Beijing and was reinstated, the emperor originally intended to let him enter the Ministry of Officials or the Ministry of Rites, but at that time, the two high-ranking people who happened to want to sit on it were his best friends, so Huan Wen went to the clear soup and little water of the country to serve as a sacrificial wine, and studied knowledge behind closed doors.

"Xiongzhou Yao Baifeng does not kneel. ”

An elegant old man at the back of the seat returned the salute slightly, neither humble nor arrogant. Yao Baifeng has always been a loose immortal-style Confucian in the Liyang Dynasty, and he is a first-class science master, Yaomen Wuxiong, whose reputation is not inferior to the previous Song Men Sanjie, is also to compete with the private learning of Qi Yanglong in the Shangyin School Palace, Zhang Julu asked Yao many times when he was young, and the first place to go is the Wenzhi Building of the Yao family in Xiongzhou. Yao Baifeng devoted his life to the evolution of the essence of science such as learning from things into Chinese studies, and the world is full of peach and plums. This time he went to Beijing to face the saint, if it weren't for the gathering of the five kings and Chen Zhibao's solo riding was too eye-catching, at any time in normal times, Yao Baifeng's itinerary should not be so slightly "clean".

"Xu Fengnian, the son of Beiliang, does not kneel. ”

As soon as the palm print eunuch Song Tanglu said this, the hall finally burst into an uproar, and most of the officials side by side looked at each other.

But the next sentence is even more shocking: "You can hang the Northern Liang Knife to enter the palace, and you can enter and leave the palace in civilian clothes at will." ”

Countless courtiers sighed in their hearts, this is the court building momentum for this little bastard to hereditarily replace King Beiliang in the future.

Good a North Cool.

Among the several times of not kneeling, there is obviously a difference in severity, Zhang Julu, Gu Jiantang, Zhao Binghuan, Wen Yao, Baifeng, these five people, their non-kneeling is only in today's court meeting, and I am afraid that the saint will not have this treatment in the future, and Chen Zhibao and Xu Fengnian, who are also from Beiliang, do not say whether they kneel or not in the future, one can already wear a sword to the hall, and the other is to hang a sword to go to the hall, which means that as long as the two do not commit the crime of rebellion in the future, this glory will continue to be passed on. As for Chen Zhibao, who was praised by the Son of Heaven as a white-clothed war immortal, the ministers of the main hall have long been mentally prepared, as for Yao Baifeng, who is also a well-known Confucian in the current dynasty, and it is still reasonable not to kneel once, but this Beiliang prince Xu Fengnian, how can he be? Some of the bony courtiers who hate Beiliang and are afraid of being slaughtered by others, squinting their eyes and stealing glances at the young man with frosty white hair like an old man, all secretly slandered themselves, since they are all white-headed, it is better to just die!

Seven do not kneel, and no one can kneel.

More than 1,000 people inside and outside the hall slowly knelt down after the palm print eunuch spoke, like a tide surging rapidly from south to north.

Not to mention the courtiers who were not allowed to see the dragon face of the Son of Heaven in the square, after more than 300 courtiers knelt down on the Danqi in the wide hall, they could only see the emperor's feet on the dragon chair.

The seven people did not kneel, and most of them, including Yao Baifeng and others, bowed their heads and bent down. The old man Huan Wen is okay, looking left and right, in the eyes of the old man who is laughed at Tan Tan Weng, the python robe Chen Zhibao who is no longer in white in the distance on the left, the jade tree is in the wind, and the instrument is Xuanang, he is really a strange man who is brilliant wherever he goes, Huan Wen has a good impression of this young descendant who has enjoyed wealth and nobility early, and he has been on the front line with Gu Jiantang, the secretary of the Ministry of War, in his heart. Then Huan Wen saw the guy in a white python robe in front of him, younger than Chen Zhibao, the reputation of the two is of course a world apart, the white-clothed soldier saint carried plum wine into the city, ten thousand empty alleys, the emperor came in person, and the person standing in front of him who was white-headed for no reason Tu Yan's eldest son, but it was 108,000 miles away, I heard that even the officials of the Ministry of Rites saw him, so that the Ministry of Rites was so angry that it was not okay, if it were not for the relationship between Shangshu Lu Daolin and the Xu family, the Yamen would have been scolded when he was in office.

Huan Wen almost couldn't hold back his laughter, this kid really didn't know whether he was stupid or calm, at this time he was looking up at the caisson of the Xuanyuan mirror hanging in the middle of the main hall, Huan Wen also looked up together with his gaze, Huan Wen Xuefu five cars Bo Gu Tong Jin, is recognized in the literary world to understand everything, not only know that there is a piece of peach wood town house spirit talisman in the place Xu Fengnian looked at, and even the runes on both sides of the peach talisman are clear, the Liyang Dynasty originally valued both Taoism and Buddhism, Taoism in front, Buddhism in the back, so the town hall peach rune Buddha and Taoism are one, and Taoism is engraved on the front. Sanqing Secret Law Zhenguo Lingmu" and Tai Chi Fu diagram, the back is the "Great Virtue Eight-character Secret Mantra Heart Sutra" of a Buddha in the two Zen temples, as well as the Eight Treasures Umbrella Cover Mantra and Guanyin Mantra. However, in Huan Wen's opinion, since the destruction of the Buddha has begun, this Zhendian spirit rune should almost be replaced with the old with the new like the Fuwen archway. Huan Wen stared at the back of the young man in a daze, pondering some unknown digressions, the sick tiger Yang Taisui was ashamed of the white clothes case in the capital, these years the rivers have been declining, and the situation has fallen badly, and he can't stop the Qingzi Prime Minister Zhao Danping from gaining momentum day by day, just to be able to quietly erect a pillar in the river in the torrent of destroying the Buddha that cannot be used as a car before his death, but he is still not as good as the sky, and he died outside the Sword Pavilion Pass, his death, plus the death of the holy monk Nagarjuna in Beimang, Li Beware and unwilling to go out of the two Zen temples again, Buddhism is already doomed to be bleak. Huan Wen is one of the few scholars who outspoken advocates the integration of the three religions, but unfortunately in this matter, the old man Huan also knows the hardships of the blue eyes, so he will not make trouble for this first assistant.

The emperor interrupted Huan Wen's thoughts with a "Zhong Aiqing is flat".

Huan Wen cleaned up some of his feelings, and began to close his eyes and take a nap, this morning towards those thunderous news, the old man had already learned about it, so he couldn't talk about looking forward to it. Although he is also in it, Huan Wen has long been obedient to the destiny of heaven, so it is not strange.

Today, no one dares not to talk too much, only to listen with their ears pricked up.

One after another, the decrees were issued.

Looking at the faces of those civil and military officials, you can see that Lu Dao will soon be a violent shock to the government and the opposition.

"Promote the left sacrifice of the national prince to Jiuhuan Wen as the left servant of the province under the door, and seal the scholar of Wenting Pavilion. ”

"Promote Yao Baifeng to the left sacrificial wine of the country's eunuch. ”

"Promote Jin Lanting to the right sacrificial wine of the country's prince. ”

"Gu Jiantang stepped down as the secretary of the Ministry of War, sealed the Great Pillar State, and led the military and government of the Northland. ”

"Promote Lu Shengxiang to be the squire of the military department. ”

"Feng Yanjie Xidongyuan Pavilion Scholar. ”

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The last edict is: "Chen Zhibao is in charge of the military department, and if there is a foreign appointment in the future, he can also lead the military department remotely." ”

At this point, Chen Zhibao turned his head to look to the right, and there happened to be a person looking left.

On the dragon chair, the emperor's eyes were playful.