Entering the palace, the east-west ministers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs took the lead and stood on both sides of the throne, staring closely at the ministers below.
Immediately afterwards, the historian who compiled the notes on daily life would stand on the left side of the throne under the enshrining officials in order to observe the words and deeds of the emperor and the officials and record them.
The third row is for the top bosses in the court. In the past, when there was no prince in court, there was someone on the right side of the throne. Now that the prince Zhao Jun is in court, the entire place in this row is exclusive to him.
On the left hand side is the place where senior officials such as prime ministers, envoys, and counselors stand. Ding Nie, who was originally a lieutenant, was standing where Zhao Jun is now, but now that Zhao Jun is here, he can only follow. Prime Minister Zhanghe crowded together.
The two of them didn't like each other, so they each snorted and turned away without even looking at each other.
Behind them are the officials of the Privy Council, and behind them are the military envoys who stayed in Beijing.
These positions represent the top officials of the Song Dynasty, and the subsequent high, middle and low-level officials will not be mentioned for the time being.
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Standing in the palace, the emperor has not come yet, but the officials in the palace do not dare to whisper to each other. Firstly, everyone's official status does not allow it, and secondly, they are afraid of being stared at by the officials standing above them. The head enshrinement officer and the historian noticed it.
It would be okay if he was noticed by the chamberlains. At most, he would be reprimanded and fined for a period of salary for being impolite.
But if the historian who was watching everyone saw it, it would be over.
What if someone, on a whim, directly writes a sentence in the daily notes: In a certain year, a certain month, in a certain court meeting, a certain adult was disrespectful and whispered to each other in the court meeting, it would be a shame for future generations. Yes, here comes a stink that will last forever.
When he died a hundred years later, he was too embarrassed to bury his body in his ancestor's grave, for fear that when others saw this record and laughed at him, he would laugh at his other ancestors as well.
They are afraid, but Zhao Jun is not afraid. Future generations will naturally comment on what happens in the future. He can't control so much, so he can just live well in the present.
Standing in this position alone, I felt a little bored and started to look around.
This sight suddenly made his eyes light up. What did he see?
It turned out that there was actually a person in the position of the Jiedushi behind the Privy Council.
In the past, the Song dynasty did not have a single military governor, but the only military governor recently granted was his own father-in-law.
Looking at the little old man who was squeezed out by the generals of the Privy Council and who was obviously the deputy Privy Council envoy but could only stand in the back as the Jiedushi envoy, Zhao Jun smiled on his face.
This should be my father-in-law!
According to the information he received, his father-in-law was originally a military attache of Ding Nie's faction. He was able to transform from an ordinary soldier with no background to a powerful military officer. The Ding family's support for his father-in-law was not small.
But since he was promoted to Jiedushi and returned to the capital, and his daughter was given a marriage to Zhao Jun, he was ostracized by the entire Ding family faction.
The Ding family suspected that he had taken refuge with the emperor, otherwise the emperor would have given his daughter a marriage to the sixth prince.
No matter how Ye Wei explained, they didn't believe it, so they decided that Ye Wei had betrayed the Ding family.
With no hope of explanation, Ye Wei gave up. He knew they were deliberately squeezing him out, but he didn't fight with them. He just stood silently in the position of Jiedushi without saying a word.
And this was exactly what Emperor Song wanted to see.
The current leader of the Ding family, Ding Nie, is a pure martial artist. Compared with the previous leader of the Ding family, Ding Chunqiu, the old man of the Ding family who developed the Ding family to this point, he is completely like a tiger father and son.
To deal with this kind of warrior, alienation tactics are the best choice. Ye Wei is just a test by Zhao Duan, but it seems to be working well so far.
Just as Ye Wei lowered his head and said nothing, he suddenly heard some movement from beside him. He subconsciously looked up and immediately saw Zhao Jun winking at him.
The corners of Ye Wei's mouth suddenly twitched, feeling even more sad for his precious daughter.
My precious daughter has been the darling of the family since she was a child. How could she be given a marriage to such an unstable vassal king?
That's right, Ye Wei had already noticed Zhao Jun when he was outside the Forbidden Palace, but he didn't say hello to him and pretended not to see him.
Unexpectedly, he discovered his identity now and came over to say hello.
Ye Wei ignored him. Seeing the little old man's stern face, Zhao Jun felt itchy in his heart and wanted to sort things out. He suddenly laughed when he thought of something.
The moment he made a sound, he became unusually conspicuous in the already extremely quiet hall, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Ye Wei over there did not, but turned his head to the other side.
I simply couldn’t see how this could be my future son-in-law!
Oh my God! I, Ye Wei, asked myself that although I was decisive in killing on the battlefield, it was only the people of the Song Dynasty who resisted the invasion of the Huns. Why should I be punished like this!
And now the servants and ministers who were facing and observing the officials below the imperial steps naturally noticed something strange about him.
"Ahem!"
Two slight coughs came from above. This was a reminder from the chamberlains that this was the prince after all. The chamberlains were the royal servants after all. They couldn't directly point them out and scold them like officials, so they had to use this tactful method. The other party should be more restrained.
But the historian who was writing notes on daily life next to him didn't care so much. He filled in a few lines of large characters on the notes on daily life in his hand with two strokes!
On a certain day of a certain year and month, King Yun Zhao Jun made a strange noise in the Chui Gong Hall before the emperor came to court. It was suspected that he had a brain disease.
Seeing that everyone was attracted by the movement he made, Zhao Jun quickly waited with eyes, nose, nose and heart.
Soon the official time to go to court finally arrived.
As the ceremonial officials of Taichang Temple shouted, the emperor finally came to court!
"Your Majesty has arrived, and all the officials are here to see you!!!!"
"I have met your Majesty! Your Majesty's blessing!"
The ministers bowed down and bowed.
Emperor Zhao Duan of the Song Dynasty walked out of the back of the palace unhurriedly, surrounded by his servants, and sat on his exclusive throne.
After the ministers below came to see him, they nodded and replied loudly: "My greetings, please excuse me!"
At this time, the two rows of worshiping officials under the imperial steps immediately shouted these words loudly with specially trained deep voices.
The ministers thanked him and straightened up.
From this, the daily routine of the day officially begins.
All officials, starting from the prime minister, took the lead in taking action.
Zhang He glanced at Ding Nie beside him with a slightly proud look. He straightened his expression in response to the displeased expression on the other party's face. He carefully and quickly re-read the items recorded on the tablet in his hand. After he knew what he was doing, he coughed lightly. , stand up from the train and start making trouble!
"Your Majesty, Sunan County reported the day before yesterday that some local people had raised a rebel flag because they could not pay taxes. Overnight, beacons were set off in half of southern Jiangsu. Wang Zongmin, the governor of Sunan County, wrote a letter asking the court to send troops quickly. Counter the rebellion!”
Today's morning court was quite exciting. It started with a big thunder, which immediately shocked the civil and military officials of the court!
Someone in Sunan County actually rebelled!
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(End of chapter)
