Although the civil and military forces in the Fengtian Hall were divided into two classes, they still couldn't stop their gossip hearts.

Even if you are far away from the main hall, you can hear the noise like a pot of porridge inside.

There is only one question they discussed, that is, why did Your Majesty suddenly convene a court meeting?

Since the death of the crown prince Zhu Biao, they can be regarded as having lived a quiet life.

Although I have to go to the East Palace every day to worship, I don't have to get up in the morning as usual.

Originally, they thought that today was just a formality, come to the palace for a turn, and when the emperor's decree was canceled as soon as possible, they would go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

Which Cheng thought, as soon as they entered the palace, they heard a bad news, the emperor was about to come to the court!

Although the emperor's sudden arrival disrupted some people's plans.

But I have to say that the officials of the Hongwu Dynasty are still good at work, and they have filled their respective wat boards in the blink of an eye.

Although there is a lot of bullshit above, it is better to write than not to write.

Because it's a matter of attitude.

Our Emperor Zhu of the Ming Dynasty can tolerate the lack of ability of officials, but he will never tolerate their improper attitude!

Everyone finished their homework, and their mood was suddenly relaxed, and then they had the interest of chatting.

Although everyone tried to keep their voices down and didn't speak loudly, they couldn't stand the crowd.

Hundreds of people in Wuyang are crowded into a large hall, and even a hundred hornets can buzz out the movement of the tractor for you.

"Lord Zhao, do you guess why Your Majesty suddenly came to court today?"

"It stands to reason that Your Majesty should not be in the mood to go to court now, and he has not extricated himself from the grief of losing his beloved son......"

Zhao Mian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, shook his head solemnly when he heard this.

"Our courtiers only need to abide by the law and abide by the imperial court system, and they must not discuss royal affairs, let alone speculate about His Majesty's heart......"

When the people around heard this, they all turned their heads and pouted.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites, who had just asked, couldn't wait to slap himself, why did he ask such an old antique!

Although Zhao Mian adhered to the way of the courtiers, the fire of everyone's gossip would never be extinguished so easily.

Zhan Wei, the secretary of the Ministry and the left capital of the Imperial Palace, muttered in a low voice in his own small circle.

"Maybe I'm worried about the heir after the crown prince......"

As soon as these words came out, the east side of the Fengtian Hall was quiet, and only the military attaché team standing on the west side was still talking loudly, chatting about some questions that they didn't understand.

However, the silence on the side of the civil officials only lasted for a while, and everyone immediately began to discuss who was most qualified to be the heir after the shock.

"Zhan Shangshu, according to you, who will Your Majesty appoint as the heir?"

"Is it Lichang or Lixian?"

The inheritance of the ancient throne is basically these two paths, one is the eldest son, and the other is the so-called sage.

Although there are all kinds of criticisms of the elder system, there is one biggest advantage, that is, it is indisputable.

Because the eldest son is established in the order of birth, it is clear who is older and who is less.

As for the so-called Lixian, this is a bit nonsense.

Because officials in ancient times were not qualified to recommend the crown prince, a certain emperor of a certain Qing Dynasty did it once, and the officials also seriously recommended a king of eight sages, and then was rejected by the emperor.

Therefore, the vast majority of "virtuous" people just look at which son the old emperor likes.

If you encounter a reasonable emperor, the hundred officials will also fight against the elder system, citing a few examples of the abolition of the elder and the establishment of the young in ancient times, which led to national turmoil.

But for an emperor like Lao Zhu, no one dares to persuade him if he looks at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

Zhan Wei shook his head helplessly when he heard everyone's inquiries.

Because this kind of thing is too sensitive, one careless person may lead to death for himself.

Seeing that Zhan Wei didn't speak, everyone began to let go of themselves, shouting that His Majesty might be a leader, and gave a suitable candidate.

"King Qin is the elder, and he is the head of all kings, maybe His Majesty wants him?"

Zhan Wei listened to everyone's discussion but was silent, without the slightest intention of speaking. However, Zhao Mian, who had just seriously refused to gossip, suddenly came to a mouthful.

"King of Qin......"

Zhao Mian's sudden words directly made everyone dumbfounded.

Everyone silently summed up the bad things that Qin King Zhu Shuang had done over the years, as well as the fact that the prince was bedridden when he returned from Xi'an, and directly gave this goods to him in their hearts.

It's not easy for these officials to serve Lao Zhu, if there is another bastard like King Qin, then they won't let people live?

Moreover, although Emperor Zhu of the Ming Dynasty was strict, he was still reasonable. If it were a tyrant like Zhu Shuang, the king of Qin, they would really have to write a suicide note before going out every day.

Since you can't stand up, you can only be virtuous?

As a result, everyone's eyes focused on the prince under King Qin.

"King Jin is not bad in governing the feudal country, he is quite virtuous, and he is still a son-in-law, so there is a certain possibility."

"King Yan has repeatedly broken the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and his martial arts are the most prosperous among the vassal kings, and the possibility of establishing him is also very great."

When the military attache heard the word "King Yan", he also participated, and unanimously agreed that King Yan was the most virtuous.

Although there is a lot of discussion in the hall, most of them are insignificant petty officials, and the real bigwigs will not express their opinions easily.

Just as everyone was discussing joy, a shrill voice sounded.

"Your Majesty has arrived, and hundreds of officials kneel to greet you!"

With the arrival of His Majesty, the musicians behind the pillars on the left side of the hall also beat the jingling bells and drums, adding a solemn atmosphere to the early dynasty.

However, the sound of bells and drums not only sets off the atmosphere, but also acts as a beat similar to a square dance.

If there is no hint of this musical rhythm, it is difficult to achieve a uniform effect in this large-scale kowtow performance of more than 100 people.

In the sound of melodious music, Lao Zhu sat upright on the foot, was carried by sixteen brocade guards from the Danqi into the main hall, and then walked down under the gaze of the hundred officials, and sat on his dragon chair.

This was followed by a hundred officials to worship and perform three kowtows.

After the ceremony, everyone got up and secretly raised their eyes to look at the dragon chair. After seeing him for many days, the emperor's face was much haggard, and his body was much thinner. It's just that the majestic expression and the sharp eyes like an eagle falcon have not changed in the slightest, as if they can still look directly at people's hearts, and people have nothing to hide.

Lao Zhu automatically ignored the offenses of the officials below, but called them one after another.

Every named official would come out of the line and walk up the steps to the west, standing next to Lao Zhu to report on his work.

Lao Zhu made a decision on the spot, never dragged mud and water, and the administrative efficiency was extremely high.

The morning passed in a flash, and Lao Zhu also dealt with hundreds of things on the spot.

As big as a disaster in a certain place, as small as buying some paper in a certain department, there is nothing he cares about.

This is Lao Zhu's daily life, busy and fulfilling.

However, today is still a little different from usual, that is, when the dynasty is about to disperse, Lao Zhu sneaked out of a few old and serious people from among the hundred officials.

Six books, plus nine kings in the court.

"We have a difficult matter to decide, please discuss it."

"Our emperor has been dead for many days, dare to ask who can make us the heir?"

As soon as Lao Zhu said this, everyone present secretly exclaimed in their hearts.

The moment has finally come!