The topic Zhu Houcong dropped was too heavy.
He has already ascended the throne, and if you still don't agree with him on this major issue of succession and legality, what else is it other than disloyalty?
Can an emperor use disloyal ministers?
During the court meeting, the ceremonial guards were all over the court. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhu Houcong really started running with a steady posture, circling the Fengtian Hall, Huagai Hall and Jinshen Hall.
At the west corner gate, Huang Jin really lit a stick of incense, placed it at the door, and read the emperor's decree loudly.
Yan Song felt that he was going numb. He hesitated for a moment and continued to write on his daily note:
[Wushen, April 4, the 16th year of Zhengde, went to the west corner gate of the Imperial Palace to look at the court. Because the ministers were criticizing each other and the officials were unclear about their character and talents, they did not want to depose the important ministers at the time of the old and the new. He also established new rules, asking for resignation to oppose, and not urging him to stay, and he would be dismissed after three times. Afterwards, the Ministry of Rites was ordered to receive an edict to discuss four matters: the posthumous title of Emperor Daxing, the title of Empress Dowager Cishou, the title of Emperor Xingxian by King Xingxian, and the title of Empress Dowager by Princess Xingxian. However, Mao Cheng, the Minister of Rites, rejected the edict. 】
[The Shang said that since the imperial edict has been issued, it would be disloyal to oppose the Shang's failure to succeed to Xiaomiao. The ministers were ordered to self-examine whether they were loyal or not, and then they would state their attitude. He said that he had the old habit of running in the morning, burning a stick of incense and waiting for the ministers to reflect on themselves. Running from the Fengtian Gate...]
Such a description is inconsistent with Yang Tinghe's judgment, but Yan Song wrote it this way.
Daily Note Even the emperor can refuse to check, what happened to the cabinet ministers?
Besides, this is the status quo.
He thought for a while and felt that he had nothing to reflect on, so he stood up and said, "I am appointed as the daily official. Can you go to Fengtian Gate to observe His Majesty's morning jog in order to record it in the record?"
"...Go." Naturally, the only one who could speak at the scene was Yang Tinghe.
"I'll go as well," Liu Long said, unwilling to lag behind.
"Dong Dingguo, does your Majesty really have the habit of running in the morning?" Someone among the military officials was in high spirits and asked Xu Guangzuo.
Xu Guangzuo nodded: "While waiting for His Majesty at the palace to return to Beijing, Your Majesty does have morning exercises every day."
After saying this, many honorable ministers and generals looked at Yang Tinghe and other civil servants.
A known:
Your Majesty is a man who is used to stretching his muscles!
Civil servants were most worried about the emperor using military force!
Now His Majesty asks the ministers to examine themselves whether they are loyal or not!
Being disloyal is the same as someone wanting to rebel!
Someone wants to rebel?
The military ministers immediately looked at the civil servants expectantly.
Could that be a beautiful thing?
When the civil servants looked at them with merit-based eyes, they felt uncomfortable and aggrieved - although it was only for a moment, and then they habitually retreated.
At this time, Zhu Houcong was really running in the eyes of Yan Song and Liu Long.
They could only see two figures from behind, and the original Wangfu Fengzheng Zhang Zuo followed with difficulty.
Yan Song and Liu Long were already in their forties, and they couldn't keep up even wearing official robes.
God knows how your Majesty could wear such light clothes under his outer robe?
"...Your Majesty has expected it a long time ago." Yan Song said.
Liu Long remembered the advice from his in-law Cui Yuan, sighed and said, "Yes."
"Congratulations, Mr. Shun."
"We are both happy..." Liu Long was in a strange mood, but he sighed again.
Now inside and outside the west corner gate behind him, the most important matter is still pending.
After a short period of silence, the noise started behind them.
Liu Long couldn't help but bow his hand to Yan Song: "Wei Zhong brought us here to observe His Majesty's behavior, which makes us less troubled."
"...When His Majesty comes back, you and I will have to express our attitude." Yan Song narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him, "What do you think, Shun Qing?"
Liu Long seemed to like sighing, and he sighed again: "Since Your Majesty has made his attitude clear to the Queen Mother and cabinet ministers before he ascended the throne, why does Mao Cheng still hold on to this issue?"
"Qing Shun, are you pretending not to understand?"
"Please help me clarify my doubts!"
Yan Song shook his head: "Let's continue reading... It's incredible. It's hard to imagine that His Majesty is under fifteen years old... Yuan Zonggao didn't say a word today, and Wei Bin's absence from the court meeting is also thought-provoking. Mr. Yang Ge and the others are anxious. ah."
Liu Long looked at him with wide eyes.
Yan Song just smiled slightly, keeping secret.
Zhu Houcong was not wearing a uniform today, so he could move easily now.
Today is the court meeting, and the emperor came to the former court area.
The Han generals of the Jin Yiwei, the red-helmet generals of the Three Thousand Battalion, the fork-knife fencers of the Fifth Army Battalion, and the Xunwei scattered cavalrymen were distributed in the front area of the palace. Many of them saw the emperor running.
He was running by himself, no one was carrying him.
The emperor didn't run very fast, but his strides were even and very steady.
One lap, two laps, three laps...
How far is it approximately to go around the Fengtian Hall, Huagai Hall, and Jinshen Hall in the previous court?
The guards on duty usually guard or patrol, so they probably know this.
Your Majesty did not leave Fengtian Gate, but walked around to Qianqing Gate. This circle is almost two miles away.
His Majesty has now reached the third lap. His speed is slightly slower, but his pace is still steady. Zhang Zuo's face has turned pale.
"Just rest here. The palace is full of my imperial guards. What are you worried about?"
Zhu Houcong left Zhang Zuo in front of the right door of Fengtian Hall and kept walking.
The big Han generals on duty there all puffed up their chests, knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads, waiting for His Majesty to run over.
Yan Song and Liu Long just watched from a distance as the emperor ran around and around. Everywhere they went, the guards knelt down and stood up again like waves.
A stick of incense can burn for about two-quarters of an hour. When the Emperor ran the fourth lap, the guards finally realized how far His Majesty had run with his seemingly unpleasant pace and how long it took.
To put it bluntly, not everyone in Jingwei can use this time to run so far in one go.
Zhu Houcong only ran a little more than four laps, just over 4,000 meters, and the time was close to 20 minutes.
For him, this is daily exercise, and he has to set aside time to go to the Huagai Hall to wipe off his sweat and tidy up his clothes.
Of course, it was very satisfying to see the admiring and enthusiastic eyes of the guards after walking out of the Canopy Hall.
This can be regarded as a special way to conquer the guards.
Although as the emperor, he should have gained this loyal minister, it was also useful to show off the results of his persistence for nearly two years in front of these specially selected strong men.
It would be better if they thought after they go back that the emperor is like that and we can't practice harder.
After Zhu Houcong walked back to the west corner gate, he was out of breath, and Yan Song asked respectfully: "I don't know how far your Majesty has traveled, so I can remember it in my daily notes."
"Bali."
"Your Majesty, it's Shili!" Zhang Zuo reminded aggrievedly.
"You only ran two laps and then died. Do you know how far it was?"
Zhu Houcong shook his head and said nothing more to Yan Song and Liu Long. They had already entered the west corner gate.
Seeing him, the people inside and outside the West Point Gate slowly began to become quiet. His previous words were drowned in the quarrels of the ministers, and no one informed him.
Zhu Houcong sat down, and someone next to him immediately handed him tea.
"There is still some time. I will take a sip of tea when the incense burns out."
He just drank tea leisurely and looked at the courtiers who had calmed down. This posture was seen by the courtiers as having a well-thought-out plan and they were completely unaware of the big storm he had stirred up in the day.
Is it that the risk of the officials becoming disengaged is not high enough, or is it that the emperor really doesn’t understand?
The ministers who had already seen how he put aside the disputes between Yang Tinghe, Wang Qiong and others would not think about the second possibility. However, the risk that the ministers would become disloyal and the world might rebel was too great.
So, Your Majesty is not afraid anymore.
Are you very confident that only a very small number of people will stubbornly oppose him not to have an heir, or are you confident that the world will not comment on his "incorrect position"?
What other cards does the emperor have in his hand?
The result of the previous audit? Or maybe some other decision like the restoration of daily life that will make the world a saint?
If there is such a card, why not play it first and then let the Ministry of Rites do what he wants? Wouldn't that be more convincing?
No... On the contrary, it seems to be more effective, and it seems to give people who agree with him one more reason to emphasize the foresight and correctness of their choices.
Those who have a good brain have already thought of this from Zhu Houcong's reaction.
"One stick of incense has burned out. Be more efficient and follow the old rules. If you firmly disagree with me not to have an heir, you should stand in the middle again. I still ask three times." Zhu Houcong looked at Mao Cheng, "Mao Shangshu, now this It’s the first time.”
Yan Song glanced at Mao Cheng with pity, what would he choose?
He Yan Song was not afraid. He had something to do, which was to sit behind the desk and record the emperor's daily life. As long as the emperor didn't ask him specifically, Yan Song sitting here instead of standing there was equivalent to making a statement.
If someone asks about this in the future, he will have something to say.
But if you don't stand there, you are loyal to the emperor.
Only Mao Cheng could not avoid it, after all, he was the first to say those words before. "I do not agree with your Majesty's insistence on not having an heir!" This sentence still echoes in my ears!
Can he, Mao Cheng, wake up now and become a villain just begging for power and position? Shengxue╯My Ming Dynasty I am invincible in the world
