The system of Xuan Ma started from Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and has lasted hundreds of years.
Now that the mosaic table has been set up, all the officials in official uniforms stood outside the Wende Hall. Afterwards, Wang Gui, the counselor and political officer of the escort team, led the officials to the front of the Wende Hall.
After the officials stood still, Wu Chong and Zhang Yue were led in front of the officials by Zhu Yi.
The prime minister appointed by Baima is called the official of Jiangma.
When the officials met Wu Chong and Zhang Yue, many of them confirmed their previous guesses.
There were also some officials who had just "connected to the Internet" and saw that the father-in-law and his son-in-law worshiped together in one day. This was something that had never happened in this dynasty. They couldn't help but marveled, and thought that this was fine.
Although Wang Lian, Yuan Jiang, Deng Runfu and others had expected it, they were still trembling with anger when they saw this scene.
As Wang Lian was getting older, he couldn't bear the stimulation and almost fainted on the spot. Yuan Jiang sneered, wondering if she was scolding Fujianzi or Hanjiazi again in her heart.
As for Zhang Dun's expression, he was neither happy nor sad. Instead, he looked at this scene very calmly. It seemed that just as he, Yuan Jiang and Wang Lian said, Zhang Yue's worship was an insignificant matter to him.
As for Huang Lu, Cai Que, and General Xu, their expressions were different.
As Huang Lu and Cai Que watched Zhang Yue advance a step forward, they couldn't help but ask questions like this. In the past, they could have imagined that this fellow countryman who studied with them would be where he is today.
In addition to them, there were also Fujian officials present.
On the same day, the two Xuan Ma were not only Weng's son-in-law, but also Fujianese. Together with Lu Huiqing and Chen Shengzhi, there were four prime ministers from Fujian among the seven prime ministers in the two houses.
Since Zhang Dexiang first paid homage to the prime minister as a Fujianese in the fifth year of Jingyou's reign, the four prime ministers have now stood side by side. However, in the past forty years, the prosperity of Fujian officials has never been what it is today. As officials of the same nationality, they were not only honored, but also helped the reputation of the Fujian people.
As for other officials, they also have their own ideas.
In fact, there has been a lot of discussion about the Fujian Prime Minister in the court recently. It seems that Zeng Gongliang, Lu Huiqing and other Fujian Prime Ministers have talents and are usually more delicate than others, but they are too small in scope and not broad-minded enough. It is difficult to cultivate a prime minister like Kou Zhun who is able to handle big things, not stick to trivial matters, possess the weapon of a general, and can bear the weight of the world. It is difficult to cultivate in the small south. Only in the land of Yan, Zhao, and Qin in the thousands-mile plain can one have this kind of demeanor. Waiting for a towering weapon.
It's a pity that these places don't do well in the imperial examinations. Most of the Jinshi are from the south.
Now that Zhang Yue has the power to capture Xihe, many officials have both expectations and doubts about whether becoming prime minister can reverse all this.
But what is certain is that when Fu Bi and Han Qi became prime ministers, and after Xuan Ma was announced, all the officials congratulated each other. I am afraid it will not be repeated today.
As for Wang Anshi, Lu Huiqing, and Chen Shengzhi, they were not present. Unless Xuan Ma was established as an empress and crown prince, the Prime Minister would not be present. This must be for fear of stealing the limelight of Jiang Ma Guan.
After a while, the emperor ascended the hall and sat on the throne.
The praise officer loudly said: "Everyone listens!"
His Highness Wende was silent. Zhang Yue stood holding a white slip, with a white Luo square heart-shaped collar hanging around his neck, and wearing a purple gauze official robe.
While the officials were holding their breath, he raised his head slightly and saw a line of birds flying over the eaves of the palace and hovering in Wende Hall. Although he was in His Highness, he was like an eagle, leaping high in the sky and looking down. This scene.
Times are different, positions are different, and visions are also different.
The vision has changed, and the pattern has improved.
But when I saw the envoy from the east pavilion taking out the Ma Chao from the mahjong table, he slowly walked to the bottom of the steps and said loudly: "Pay it to me!"
Wang Gui went out and knelt down to receive the imperial edict, and then paid the official duties and sacrificed himself.
The Tongshi Sheren handed it over to the Pavilion Gate Xuanzan Sheren to read out, but he saw two imperial officials spreading out the hemp edict. This white hemp edict was about three feet high and five feet long, and each word was as big as a fist.
At the gate of the pavilion, the speaker stands facing south, with his body bent and his hands crossed, and he reads the poem in front of the public. And Wang Gui, as the escort officer, was on hand to supervise the horse. If Wang Gui has any objection to the hemp system, he can raise it in public.
Hundreds of officials listened to Ma, and announced Ma twice a day. Such a major event of worship was rare in this dynasty.
The person in charge of the pavilion, Zanxuanshe, discussed it with Yang Hui last night when they were locked in bed. After confirming the pronunciation of all the words again and again, he sang the poem Ma in front of all the officials.
This is exactly what Su Che said in his poem, "Tomorrow the white hemp will convey good words, and the sound of grace will ring around the center of the temple."
Xuan Ma is not read directly, but in the form of a song, and Ma Ci is not read in its entirety, but only the beginning, the end, and the official rank are read.
First of all, when I came to Wuchong, I paid homage to Tong Zhongshu's subordinate Ping Zhangshi, supervised the compilation of national history, added a thousand households to the city, and granted four hundred households.
After that, the official Hemen read about Zhang Yue non-stop.
Zhang Yuejin paid homage to the Deputy Privy Envoy and was promoted to Minister of Rites, adding 700 households to the city and granting 300 households a real seal. Zhang Yue remembered that before Wang Anshi resigned as prime minister for the first time, he was just the Minister of Rites.
After Xuan Ma, the dust settled.
All the officials bowed and bowed before retreating.
At this moment, Zhang Yue felt the calmest in his heart. He raised his head and saw the official sitting on the throne. The official smiled at him, and Zhang Yue nodded.
After the officials got up and drove back to the palace, Wang Gui's escort team left with all the officials.
Wu Chong and Zhang Yue followed Wang Gui on the left and right, leading hundreds of officials to leave the Hall of Wende in a mighty manner. Zhang Yue looked up at the sky. The weather was extremely clear, not even a cloud could be seen.
Compared with Lu Huiqing's announcement of Ma's death, there was a strong wind and haze in Bianjing. This can be said to be a blessing from God.
With the clear sky above his head, he was walking in the extremely vast square, with palace buildings on both sides that overlapped like undulating mountains. Zhang Yue was in a very good mood for a moment, and the sleeves of his official uniform swayed faster.
He thought of the young man and his senior brother traveling through mountains and rivers, following the end of the stream to see where it went. Chasing mountains to see what’s behind them?
At the end of each stream is a magnificent river.
Once you climb over the mountain, your horizons will broaden.
After passing through the gate tower, the eyes were bright again. As soon as Zhang Yue stopped, officials rushed up like a tide and congratulated Wu Chong and Zhang Yue...
Wu Chongfang worshiped the historian as the protagonist, while Zhang Yue stood beside Wu Chong with a smile.
Wang Gui first congratulated Wu Chong and then spoke to Zhang Yue.
That day Lu Huiqing demoted him, Wang Gui didn't say a word for Zhang Yue from beginning to end, and looked at Lu Huiqing's face in everything, but it didn't mean that the other party didn't care about Zhang Yue at all, but it was his consistent behavior since he became an official.
Of course, Zhang Yue doesn't blame Wang Gui. He has things he can't help himself with. In fact, the more people live, the more they understand that there are not many people in this world that you can really blame.
This time we meet again, the two are still master and apprentice.
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In the political hall, Lu Huiqing stood with his hands behind his hands. After thinking about it, he sat on the case and wrote with a pen.
^_^, he couldn't help being surprised and said: "Brother, what are you doing? Resigning as prime minister at this time, giving up all the years of business?"
"All these years of hard work have been in vain."
Lu Huiqing pressed the pen and said: "Otherwise, what else can I do? Today Zhang Duzhi is appointed as the ruler, and tomorrow he will definitely take revenge on me. Rather than being expelled from the court by him and suffering this humiliation, it is better for me to leave some dignity for myself." , so as not to be disgraced when the time comes!”
Lu Huiqing said with a face full of self-mockery: "On the most hasty day of farewell to the temple, the temple still played farewell songs and cried to the palace ladies. I never expected that I, Lu Huiqing, would be like this!"
