Boom, boom, boom!
The eighteen-sided dragon-painted drums arranged on both sides of Huoli Palace vibrated simultaneously under the beating of powerful men.
Dali was once known as "Fire Virtue", and the red color was the most expensive.
The Huoli Palace was majestically located, and with the sound of beating drums, the fire pits on both sides of the corridor were suddenly lit.
In the midst of the raging fire, all the courtiers walked solemnly into the hall.
No one among the officials spoke in a low voice or acted rudely.
Although the imperial power is low, they are all officials with status and knowledge, and they will not make any mistakes in such etiquette and attract criticism.
Above the main hall, the emperor Feng Linyi was sitting on a dragon chair. He was dressed in a pure red dragon robe with some black patterns inlaid on it, making him look particularly solemn and majestic.
There are five bronze chairs on the left and right, each decorated with graphic carvings of dragons, white tigers, cranes, unicorns and divine turtles.
This is the position that belongs to the five ministers who take care of life.
During the Great Li Dynasty, all the prime ministers refused to worship the emperor when they saw him, and they had the habit of offering seats to the emperor when they went to court.
Of the five ministers who take care of life, Gao Qiang is the only one who really has good fortune.
Amidst the roar of the mountains and the sound of the tsunami, all the ministers kowtowed to see the emperor.
There was no eunuch who stood up, swung his fly whisk, and shouted nonsense like "If something happens, come to court, if nothing happens, leave the court."
The court meeting was convened by the emperor Feng Linyi on his own initiative. At this time, even if all the ministers were fine, he, the emperor, would definitely have something to say.
Looking around, it seems like the wolf king in the wilderness is looking down at the surrounding areas.
Looking at the five positions that were still empty, Feng Linwen said in a calm tone, as if he said easily: "Since the five of you have no intention of going to court, let's remove their positions!"
Immediately, people poured into the hall, and it seemed that they were about to move the five extremely unsightly chairs.
"Your Majesty! The flood in the east of the river has caused hundreds of thousands of people to be displaced. Please ask your Majesty to judge!" An official stood up from the crowd, holding a wat tablet in a respectful manner.
But no one would doubt that he was not stopping Feng Linyi's decision.
As if a signal flare had been set off, more officials stood up and reported all the news, true or false, from all over the country. Although they claimed to let the 'Holy Lord handle it', they did not really let Feng Lin do it. In the evening, the emperor made a decisive plan.
They were just using this method to mock the emperor Feng Linyi.
Let him know clearly that without the five ministers who take care of life, he, the emperor, is nothing and can do nothing.
Even if the country is in a mess, he can only watch it and cannot do anything.
Feng Linwen's expression did not change at all. What he held in his hand was the murderous Emperor's Sword. It was made of ordinary iron, but it was frightening.
The name of the Mad Emperor...is half the credit of this sword.
Facing the emperor's slightly crazy eyes, no one in the civil or military court showed fear, as if they were all strong-willed ministers filling the hall.
The atmosphere seemed to be at a stalemate from the beginning.
Gradually, no one stood up and spoke anymore.
The emperor Feng Linye remained silent, and so did the courtiers standing in the palace.
Time passed little by little.
The sun has risen to the middle.
Finally there were footsteps approaching from a distance.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came over first.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing? You are still young and above the dragon throne, so you don't find it difficult. Pity those old ministers who are over fifty years old. They have dedicated most of their lives to the imperial court, and now they have to eat like this. You must be a bit lacking in benevolence!" The undisguised sarcasm was almost imperceptible to everyone.
In the midst of this sharp sarcasm, Gao Qiang, who was dressed in purple official uniform, stepped into the threshold of the hall. Without any courtesy, he sat down on the chair carved with a divine turtle, with a calm demeanor and an indifferent expression.
The invisible atmosphere in the hall seemed to become much more lively in an instant. It was clearly visible that the faces of many important ministers showed relaxed expressions.
When Feng Linwen heard this, he stood up with a nervous smile and said, "In that case, how about you and I give up the seats behind us to those veterans?"
Gao Qiang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Feng Linwen would make such an irrelevant statement.
Then, without waiting for Gao Qiang's reaction, Feng Linhu waved his hand and said, "Okay! Since Prime Minister Gao is here, there is no need to evacuate the seats, but the four chairs left will not be needed."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang En and Zhao Kaicheng came hand in hand. The former had a dignified posture and rigid behavior, but had an unspeakable dignity, while the latter walked like a dragon and was overflowing with domineering power, as if he was more like a qualified emperor than the emperor sitting upright. emperor···.
The two of them were speechless, but they sat on the Qilin and Jiaolong chairs respectively. They did not look at the emperor, let alone Gao Qiang, as if they had arrived but had no intention of saying anything.
Before Feng Linwen could say anything more, another civil servant and a military commander came out of the queue.
One person is holding a tiger talisman, and the other is holding a jade tablet. They are placed on the white tiger and crane chairs respectively, occupying the seats. Although he was speechless, his attitude was obvious. He didn't even want to give a superficial excuse for asking for leave.
Three consecutive sounds, like three slaps, were going to render the emperor Feng Linye speechless.
"Hahahaha... Okay! It's really good!" Feng Linwen's eyes were bright, still holding the sword, standing high above him.
At this time, Sima Liang, the robot controlled by Feng Linhui, led a group of Dongchang fans and walked in quickly carrying several large boxes.
"Your Majesty, Sima Liang, bows to greet you! Your Majesty... they are all here." After saying that, he opened a box.
There are volumes of books placed in the box.
Everyone is curious about what is written in these books.
But Feng Linwen had already stepped down from the throne, took out a scroll, and recited it himself.
It contains information on how the courtiers went beyond the rules when it came to food and clothing. It did not mention how they used their power for personal gain and enriched their own pockets. It also did not mention how they deceived superiors and subordinates and oppressed the people. Not to mention how they formed cliques for personal gain and siled themselves up. emperor.
There is only one thing to say, and that is transgressing the rules.
At first, the officials who were named looked disdainful.
Gradually, everyone began to feel uneasy, even showing fear...
The emperor cannot govern personally, so no matter whether it is a major matter at home or abroad, it is not up to the emperor to make the final decision.
If there are officials who are corrupt and derelict in their duties, or who form cliques for personal gains, they need to be dealt with by Gao Qiang or Wang En. Even if Lin Mo, the emperor, knows about it, he only has the right to 'suggest' and not to dispose of it.
But the culpability of something as big or small as transgressing the law is completely different.
This is the natural right of the royal family to maintain the royal family's transcendent status, and does not fall within the scope of the division of royal rights by ministers who follow orders.
In the past, no one really cared about it.
As long as some officials don't get confused and use dragon-patterned phoenix robes at home, it won't be a big deal.
But now... Emperor Feng Linyi is very petty and cares about trivial matters from the beginning. He used the weak power that was almost completely divided up in his hands to liquidate the sins of the courtiers.
Maybe it would be useless to expose it like this in the past.
However, looking at those Dongchang fans with fierce faces and sharp weapons in their hands, many ministers who were originally indifferent began to feel weak.
"Your Majesty... what exactly do you want to do? Do you want all the civil and military officials in the dynasty to be thrown into prison, and then the world will fall into chaos, and the country of Dali will be completely overturned without a master? ?" Gao Qian asked the question for the second time, and he was not polite. He didn't even lift a finger, but looked at Feng Linhui with a strange look, as if he was disdainful, and he was full of arrogance.
The ministers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and many of them looked grateful.
But there are also some truly cunning people who suddenly feel bad and feel that the development of the situation... is not quite right.
"How do you feel... Today's Prime Minister is extraordinarily... domineering! As if he is... cooperating with the emperor? Is it an illusion?" At the same time, this may be the voice of many people.
