The master of ceremonies shouted again: "Greetings, ministers—"

"Long live the king, long live! Summoning a thousand years old and a thousand years old!" The voices of the ministers kneeling and saluting went straight to Xiaohan.

Because the Zhou Wang Ji Hu has not yet been in power, so the court meeting is actually to call Gonghu to preside, and the reading is also a long time prepared but has not yet been issued the decree of the prime minister's government, in addition to the start of ploughing and preparation, the end of the military camp in Wodong to prepare for the camp drill and other routine affairs, the most eye-catching is nothing more than the commander of the Zhou battalion. There is nothing to do with Yu Zhong, who is expected by everyone, Ji Duoyou is named a fake marshal and has real power as a commander.

The purpose of reading this letter was to inform the courtiers of the decision of the Prime Minister's Office, not to consult and discuss, but to listen to it, and no one needed to speak, just wait. Of course, Ji Hu, the son of heaven who was not in power, was also waiting, and Zhao Bohu saw that although Ji Hu's face was as usual, there was a slight disappointment in his eyes, and he bowed slightly and explained in a low voice: "I didn't have time to discuss with the king in advance, and the ministers were wrong. The ministers of the scattered dynasty will explain to the king."

Ji Hu said in a low voice: "The young father is the auxiliary minister of the first king Tuogu, and there is no need to inform Gu about this matter."

Zhao Bohu was stunned for a moment, although this statement was decent, why did it sound a little implicit? After he glanced at the screen, there was a faint figure shaking there, he had long heard that the nearest favored minister around King Zhou was Rongyi, and the court was also listening to the screen, which seemed to be true. Suddenly, there was a slight coolness in my heart, was the once so close teacher-student relationship changed by the battle for royal power?

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, the royal power was far from being as strong as the imperial power of later generations, and its style was unrestrained and less pedantic, and the words and deeds of his subordinates were also the norm. This is still the case for the Son of Heaven, let alone the decision of Xiangguo?

After the announcement was completed, a group of senior ministers stood up and questioned first: "The king is young, and he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders when he summons the prince, and it is inevitable that he will be left and right, and the ministers have no intention of being too responsible. Although Ji Duoyou and his people have repeatedly performed miraculous feats, after all, they are from a humble background, how can they take on the position of the fake commander of the Eighth Division of Zhou?"

The one who led the conversation was also Duke Yu: "Dare to ask the prime minister, the minister has heard that the king intends to award the Cheng Zhou Shuai seal to the second son of the first prince, why did he change his mind? Yu Zhong was born noble, and followed the ancestor of the Duke to fight in the war, and made many military exploits, and was quite prestigious in the army. Why can't you be transferred to coach Cheng Zhou, but instead use this Ji Duoyou?"

Zhao Bohu faced the criticism of the ministers, did not move like a mountain, just raised his sleeves and made a downward gesture, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone was ready to listen to the Prime Minister's arguments.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the reason why Tiger decided to appoint Ziliang as the false marshal of Cheng Zhou is not for some selfish motives, but out of a public heart. The Eighth Division of Chengzhou was taken over by Ziliang to rectify the situation, adopted new tactics, and finally became famous all over the world, and Ziliang's ability to govern the army has been proven. If you appoint someone else as a commander, it will inevitably be constrained and you will not be able to let go of your hands and feet. Now ------" Chinese net

Zhao Bohu said, his eyes swept at the Hou Yufang and Song Li's Gongzi Worship under the stairs, and said meaningfully: "The current situation of all parties is delicate, if the Eighth Division of Cheng Zhou can't concentrate on the exercise, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future. As for Yu Zhong, it is now the beginning of spring, and the Beirong tribes such as the Qiang Li may go south to Weishui at any time to plunder and disturb the border, and the pressure on the Western Sixth Division is also quite great. He has decided to be promoted to the commander of the Western Sixth Division, and he will be able to conquer the two capitals with Feng Ho."

After listening to these words, no one said anything, the Western Sixth Division was one of the two main forces of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was the royal division in Hangu Pass, and this arrangement could not be said to be unreused. What's more, it seems that there is no better plan than Zhao Bohu at the moment.

Seeing that the hall was silent, Zhao Bohu understood that this was a tacit meaning. He concluded: "After the death of my eldest father, the commander of my Great Zhou Dynasty who can fight well is in a state of scarcity. Although the young generals such as Ziliang and Yu Zhong are talented, they lack the opportunity to experience after all, and the reason why the tiger appointed them as fake commanders is to give them this opportunity. In time, they will also grow into towering trees to protect our legacy for thousands of years."

This matter is over, the debate is over, the etiquette is over, and it is time to disperse the dynasty, but at this time, there will be waves again.

"Report to the envoy of the ——, country to ask for an audience—" The master of ceremonies let out a long shout, and a white figure suddenly entered the main hall, and fell on the hall with a "plop" sound, crying loudly: "The king, the minister is the envoy of the country, Ying Yuan, I received an obituary from the country this morning, and my lord has died-woo-woo-"

In this situation, the hall was stunned. Although everyone knew that Fanjun was seriously ill, they never expected to receive an obituary on such an important occasion as the Great Dynasty Meeting, and they didn't know what to do for a while. But he was frightened by the attack on Zaoyangyu, and his reaction to everything was several eight beats slower than others, until he didn't know who couldn't see it and stabbed him, and he woke up from his stunned state, fell to the ground and cried: "Father, son is not filial - father-"

In this kind of performance, Zhao Bohu also mourned his misfortune, angry with him, his slender eyebrows frowned, and waved his sleeves and said: "Fan Shizi heard the bad news at first glance, his body and mind were broken, come to someone, help him to the side hall to rest temporarily."

Seeing Fan Zhen's back leave, Zhao Bohu turned his words to Ying Yuan, who was still kneeling on the ground: "Dare to ask the envoy, this time I came to Luoyi, did you ask the prince to return to the country and lose his heir?"

Ying Yuan was slightly stunned, and then quickly replied: "There is a message in the country, the funeral of the king is imminent, if you wait for the return of the prince, I am afraid that it will be rude, so the young son will temporarily take care of the funeral, and wait for the prince to return to the country and then deal with it."

"In the past, the funeral of the monarch of the country was undertaken by the heir of the king, what is the intention of this move?" Zhao Bohu's words were indifferent, but his eyes were like knives, and he slashed Ying Yuan on the ground over and over again.

Ying Yuan trembled for no reason: "Xiangguo Rong, the prince traveled far away to Luoyi, and he has never been in the country, nor has he served in front of the couch of the ancestors. Mrs. Xiangguo was also helpless, so she temporarily appointed the young son to take charge of the funeral, if the prince had not traveled far, there would never have been such a reason."

"Well said." Zhao Bohu tapped lightly: "Then whose fault are the hundreds of corpses in Zaoyangyu?"

Ying Yuan didn't have time to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and kowtowed to ask for sin: "Summoning the prime minister, this previous king has written the beginning and end of it to the Son of Heaven, which is really a misunderstanding. The ancestor was seriously ill, and the son, as the heir, could he leave because of a little dispute with his stepmother? The first monarch ordered a certain to bring the prince, but unexpectedly, the Jing clan's flying cavalry was intercepted everywhere, and he couldn't even shine on the face of the prince at all, so how could he have a chance to explain?"

Zhao Bohu cast an inquiring glance at Ji Hu after King Gao's case, and received an affirmative nod in response. This can't help but make him a little confused, the matter of Fanjun's book, Ji Huke has never mentioned it to himself------ so far, about the affairs of Fanguo, all he can know is Fanzhen's side of the word, which is inevitably a little passive. But------

A slender and upright figure transferred out of the princes' ranks, walked to the hall and slowly shook it, and said calmly: "Your lord, summon the prime minister, there is something unknown about the affairs of the country."

"Please." Before Zhao Bohu could speak, Ji Hu couldn't wait to wave his hand, after all, this was his own hair.

"King Xie!" Wei He said loudly: "Listening to the meaning of the summoning minister, it is to return to the heir of the country, yes or no?"

The sarcasm in this statement is revealed, when did Wei He become so hostile to himself? Zhao Bohu was stunned for a moment, and then stabilized his position and said, "He is the eldest son of Fanjun, and the body of the son of the world, naturally he is going to return to the throne of the country. What's wrong with Wei Hou?"

Wei He turned to face the ministers, and his voice was like a chick crying: "I rule the world with courtesy and filial piety in the Great Zhou, let me ask a person who did not serve in front of the sickbed when his father was dying, but went to the prosperous place of Kyoto to make friends with the powerful, what face and the word "filial piety" is? And what qualifies him to be the king of a kingdom?"

As soon as the words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. In fact, after this period of time, Yingyuan's operation, all kinds of words and deeds in Luoyi City about unfilial piety have been very loud, and the princes and relatives are also talking about it, and Wei He's words just make such doubts clear, so they have also been supported by many people. All the ministers looked at each other, and they all set their eyes on Zhao Bohu behind the case, and saw how he would deal with such sharp questioning.

I saw Zhao Bohu smile slightly, and his peaceful face was still filled with a spring breeze like the past: "This prime minister is in charge of the country's public instruments, and he knows very well that the way in this is the right way, and only the one measured by the law is the right way."

Wei He frowned, leaned over and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"Filial piety is the same, if filial piety is practiced, the public will eventually become a private thing. If you use the way of filial piety of your parents and brothers to seek the way of power and public weapons, and do not tolerate a little negative and filial piety, it is really paranoid in the way of public weapons. Holding on to the public instruments of the country with this heart will eventually be destroyed

。 The son of the fan left his father and went to Luoyi, although he was poor in righteousness and affection, but he was not hindered in law. If the people of the world can't let go, it is like Kunpeng who has not received a strong wind, and he can't watch from afar!"

These words were profound, and before the people in the hall could touch the taste, Wei He had already taken the lead in reacting: "According to the summoning minister, Fan Shizi's move violates filial piety, but it is not illegal? What do you mean?"

Zhao Bohu stood up from his seat, pulled his shirt, and slowly replied, "Although there is a sick father on the couch, it is not suitable for a filial son to travel far. However, after all, it was the first time that the king held a ceremony in the eastern capital after his accession to the throne, and since Fanjun was not suitable to travel far after a long illness, then as a prince, it was also a filial piety to come to the meeting for his father. Otherwise, the dignified country, the relatives of the Zhou Dynasty, and the monarchs and princes will not attend the meeting, and for the Son of Heaven, how can there be face?"

These words were reasonable, and many courtiers and princes had already nodded secretly in their hearts. Indeed, according to this, it is understandable that Fan Shizi came to participate in the meeting! Don't hold on to it.

Wei He was unwilling, and stepped forward and asked, "But the prince of the world did this trip privately, and did not ask for the consent of the first prince and the son of heaven, what explanation does the summoning make for this?"