Why is Gao Gong so angry?
Is it because his students are risking their lives today and marching in person?
There are seven points because of this reason.
The remaining ninety-three percent is due to being ignored.
Gao Gong felt that he was the emperor's master, the emperor's confidant and closest person.
But he didn't know anything about such confidential matters. On the contrary, Zhang Juzheng and Yang Bo, the old guys, had been keeping it a secret.
It feels like you only found out your wife is pregnant from Mr. Wang next door.
It doesn't sound like much.
But something feels wrong.
What makes Gao Gong angry is that he feels alienated by the emperor.
Jealousy changes people beyond recognition...
"snort!"
The angry Gao Gong sat down and drank tea in big gulps.
Li Chunfang was scolded inexplicably, shook her head helplessly and sat back.
"Are you done with the quarrel?" Xu Jie sat down and said, "After the quarrel, get ready to greet His Majesty!"
Everyone had no choice but to put away their emotions, get up and walk out of the duty room.
Holding the swaying Xu Jie, Zhang Juzheng always felt that something was wrong.
Xu Jie has been too quiet and kind these days.
Those people just started arguing, and the teacher didn't stop them.
He has also seen what it looks like when a teacher loses his temper, and he has also seen a teacher who forgets to eat and sleep because of state affairs.
But he has never seen a teacher as quiet as these days.
"Teacher, have you been feeling unwell these past few days?"
"Ah?" Xu Jie turned around and said, "No, I just suddenly felt very tired. I just want to lie still all day long!"
"At night, I only slept for two hours, and I couldn't sleep well from tossing and turning! Where's your appetite? It's neither good nor bad. Half a bowl of rice can fill you up for the whole day!"
"I can't do it if I don't accept it!"
Zhang Juzheng glanced at Xu Jie's haggard face.
The teacher is shorter than me, only reaching Zhang Juzhengdao's chin.
In the past few months, the old man has indeed lost a lot of weight.
"How about asking His Majesty for a few days off tomorrow so that you can have a good rest? Anyway, there won't be any major events this month. The cabinet can handle it!"
Xu Jie smiled softly.
"Forget it! I'm afraid that I won't be able to work anymore if I'm idle!"
…
Deshengmen.
The cabinet led all officials out of the city to welcome the emperor back.
There are also musicians from the Ministry of Rites, dozens of whom are always ready to play music.
The city walls are covered with flags of various colors.
The honor guard lined up to welcome the emperor.
In the city, countless people gathered on both sides of the road, all looking curiously at the city gate.
A long row of uniformed guards stood in front of them, scanning every move around them with serious eyes.
The people from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division lined up at the city gate, seriously waiting for the emperor to review when he entered the city.
Zhu Zaijing saw this grand scene from a distance, and he was naturally very happy in his heart.
"What are you doing! It's so troublesome!"
But he still said modestly.
"Your Majesty has returned in triumph! After Emperor Wuzong, we have another emperor of the Ming Dynasty who has spread his power far and wide across the grasslands. It is really gratifying and congratulatory!" Zhang Rong said at the side.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Why did I triumph? I didn't join the battlefield, but the soldiers worked hard!"
"Without His Majesty's preparation and leadership, how can these raw soldiers win the battle?" Zhang Rong smiled, "In this battle, all the tribes in the grassland will think of the days when they were pressed to the ground and rubbed by me, the Ming Dynasty, to see if they will be honest in the future. !”
"Did that old guy Zhu Xizhong teach you your flattery skills?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Arriving at the city gate, the cabinet and officials knelt down to greet him.
"I respectfully welcome His Majesty on his triumphal return. Long live my Emperor!"
"No gift!"
Zhu Zaijing was on horseback, looking at the musicians and saying, "There is no need to play music! Tell them not to do it!"
"yes!"
Feng Bao stepped forward with tears in his eyes and prepared to help Zhu Zaijing dismount.
"Your Majesty! I'm so worried about this slave!"
Behind him, all the ceremonial supervisors and eunuchs stood with fake smiles on their faces.
It was Feng Bao who was laughing, not Zhu Zaijing.
"Why don't you live well!" Zhu Zaijing scolded with a smile, but had no intention of dismounting.
"If I don't dismount, I will remove all the chariots!"
"I want the people to see their emperor return in uniform!"
Before Xu Jie and the others could interrupt, Feng Bao quickly directed the eunuchs to remove the carriage.
Feng Bao knew that today's emperor did not want to hear what these scholars said that was not in line with the ancestral system.
"Your Majesty! I think your Majesty is tired from traveling and marching, so there is no banquet in the palace today. Your Majesty has a good rest today, and the Ministry of Rites will prepare a banquet tomorrow!"
Xu stepped forward and said.
"Xu Ge Lao thought it right!"
After that, Zhu Zaijing led his troops into the city. As soon as he entered, he saw everyone kneeling on both sides of the road.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Zhu Zaijing frowned on the horseback.
This is not what Zhu Zaijing wants.
It would be fine if they just knelt down. Zhu Zaijing was used to it, but according to the rules, the emperor's car was driving back and forth for such a long time, and they had to kneel during the entire period.
It is said that this is to prevent assassins, so that everyone kneels, so that the assassin will be discovered when he stands up.
"Preach the message, no one is allowed to kneel, stand up!"
All the ministers were surprised and looked at each other.
Zhang Juzheng understood the emperor's thoughts and shouted:
"Your Majesty has decreed that everyone stand up! No kneeling!"
The soldiers and civilians who heard this also looked up at the city gate in disbelief.
"Your Majesty has decreed, everyone stand up!" Feng Baohe repeated it again.
Only then did the soldiers and civilians in the city dare to get up.
"This victory is not only my victory, but also the victory of the soldiers of the Beijing Camp and the Zhejiang Army!"
"This is a victory for all the people of the Ming Dynasty! On the day of victory, they should hold their heads high and their chests high, instead of kneeling with their foreheads on the ground!"
Zhu Zaijing said solemnly.
Military victory should be celebrated with the people and the whole country, instead of, oh, their soldiers won the war...
It should be us who wins the battle.
"Change the rules of the Ministry of Rites!" Zhu Zaijing ordered to Guo Pu, "From now on, on any day when a battle is won, neither soldiers nor civilians are allowed to kneel!"
"I accept the decree!"
In this way, under the eyes of countless people, Zhu Zaijing began to enter the city in a mighty manner.
There were children, old people, and women in the crowd.
The soldiers all raised their heads proudly and held the spears in their hands straighter.
Even the war horses seemed to feel the grand atmosphere, and they stretched out their necks in excitement.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"
Everyone followed the sound and looked over. It was Zhu Zaijing. He stood up with his feet firmly on the stirrups, holding the reins with one hand.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live the people!"
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!" Qi Jiguang also imitated Zhu Zaijing, stood up from his horse and shouted.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!" the soldiers also shouted.
The people were also completely ignited. People raised their hands and stretched out their heads. They no longer lowered their faces in fear, but wanted to see the emperor's true face.
The emperor is calling them long live!
They suddenly felt that the distance between them and the emperor was not so far away.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live the people!"
"Long live our emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!"
"Long live my emperor!"
