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In previous years, the Great Court Meeting was held on the first day of the Lunar New Year, but this year, on the first day of the fifth year of Xuande¡¯s reign, there was no movement.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there was no need to go to the palace to attend the more ceremonial court meeting. Most of the officials felt happy that they were celebrating the New Year at home.
As for some people who said that the emperor may have some health problems, this rumor disappeared immediately after the news came that Fang Xing took his family to the city for a visit.
¡° If the emperor had a health problem, even if Fang Xing was not at home waiting for news, he would not be in the mood to take his family shopping.
And whenever the emperor falls ill, the outside world always speculates, and military generals are needed to command the guards in Beijing to suppress him.
But on the first day of the new year, the city of Peiping was no different from the past. It can be seen that the news of the emperor's illness was purely a rumor.
So everyone is peaceful and just wants to have a good New Year.
But at this moment, someone suddenly came to the palace and informed those who were qualified to participate in the imperial meeting to enter the palace according to the time on the morning of the third day of the lunar month.
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In the early morning of the third day of the lunar month, when the stars were still hanging in the sky, hundreds of officials came.
Fang Xing came a little early today, and the left and right doors were not opened.
Zhang Fu also came early, but this is his style, and Fang Xing cannot imitate it.
The two of them stood talking in a shed under the city, and several officials nearby took the initiative to avoid them.
"Your potatoes are not young anymore. In the past, when Shuhui came to the house, she said it was too early, but even if you are getting married at the age of eighteen, you have to decide on a girl first, otherwise all the good girls will be snatched up by other families. , do you want the potatoes to wait for a smaller batch?"
"Old cows eating young grass? That's not bad."
Fang Xing said shamelessly: "If nothing else, Tudou is at least not a child who is stupid at studying. He can support a family. What girl wouldn't want to marry such a child?"
Zhang Fu said with deep approval: "You have a way of teaching your disciples and your son. Ma Su is calm in the official department, but he has already established a firm foothold. Li Ermao is in the capital inspection court, but he also has a job in Zhan Shi's house, just waiting for the opportunity. Once you arrive, you can soar to the sky!"
Speaking of these two disciples, Fang Xing turned around and saw Ma Su and Li Ermao talking behind him, so he waved, "Come here."
At this moment, many officials came, and Fang Xing¡¯s behavior made people look at them, so everyone watched in silence as Ma Su and Li Ermao walked into the shed.
This is a master-disciple alliance!
Someone whispered this judgment, and some people's eyes lit up, while some people dismissed it.
Zhang Fu watched the two people come in, secretly envious in his heart.
As the head of the Zhang family, why wouldn¡¯t he want someone to help him in the officialdom?
¡°But he is a martial artist. Once he starts to form a party, he must be ready to lose his head at any time.
Ma and Su are not only Fang Xing¡¯s disciples, but also known as the emperor¡¯s disciples. What¡¯s their future?
Zhang Fu shook his head slightly, suppressed the envy in his heart, and said: "This year's court meeting is two days late, I'm afraid something big will happen."
This was an implicit reminder. Fang Xing said, "It's okay, the biggest thing is over."
This is also a reminder.
Ma Su said: "Teacher, the biggest thing is to clean up and donate. After that, the disciple feels that this dynasty is the real prosperous era, and it is worth mentioning in the history books in the future."
Li Ermao also said: "Teacher, the Great Court Meeting has been postponed until now. I wonder if some people often mention the ancestral system and use it to suppress His Majesty"
Zhang Fu sighed and said, "Dehua, I envy you now. Emperor Wen refused to place you in the civil and military ranks back then and let you run around on both sides. But now it seems that you have achieved fruitful results, which is enviable!"
Fang Xinggong cupped his hands. Zhang Fu knew what he meant and walked out of the shed.
Yang Rong also came and was talking to Yang Shiqi. When he saw this, he said: "The British Duke and Uncle Xinghe know the rules and are not willing to give room for talking. This is good!"
Yang Shiqi smiled and said: "Now that the Ming Dynasty is booming, what we are most afraid of is forming parties. Once someone forms a party, it will definitely be troublesome. If you want to do things again, it will be difficult."
Yang Rong nodded, "Yes! Party strife harms the country, and the history is stained. Who can quibble?"
Yang Shiqi knew what he meant by saying this, so he whispered: "Your Majesty has moved the gentry in a big way. There are some signs of a clique in the court. Those people are jumping up and down. I heard that it has already taken shape. Be careful!"
Zhu Zhanji is not a person who tolerates cliques. If he uses thunderous means to suppress him again, the civil servants will really be embarrassed.
Jin Youzi also came over there. When he came over, Yang Rong did not avoid him and said, "I can't control others, but we must not form cliques, otherwise the future of Ming Dynasty will be worrying."
When Jin Youzi heard this topic, he thought of the recent atmosphere in the court and said, "It's not worrying. Once His Majesty gets angry, the whole court will be empty!"
Yang Shiqi knew that he was speaking out of anger, so he said: "Those people are relying on Your Majesty to be unable to wipe out all the officials in the court, so they dare to secretly join forces to form a party. It's hateful!"
Yang Rong didn't know this truth. He said helplessly: "Judging from the cleanup of the north and south, His Majesty is a tough man today. Even if he doesn't move now, these people will not be able to get rid of him in the future!"
Jin Youzi looked at the door that slowly opened in front of him and said: "The gentry have great grievances, but the main reason is that the common people have great grievances. That's why Your Majesty is in trouble, so they dare to try to get together, hey!"
The doors on the left and right were slowly opened, and the honor guard went in first.
All the officials began to gather and stand, waiting for the signal.
At this moment, a few stars can still be seen in the sky, and the starlight is a bit bleak.
Later, the guard of honor inside stood up, and the bells rang.
The civil and military officials lined up and entered the Meridian Gate from the left and right gates.
After entering the Meridian Gate and arriving at the Jinshui Bridge, everyone began to regroup.
An eunuch shouted loudly from the side: "The civil servants are on the left and the military attach¨¦s are on the right. Don't stand in the wrong place."
Xu Jingchang and Fang Xing stood together and whispered: "Where do you stand without being civilized or martial?"
Fang Xing stood on Wu Xun¡¯s side today. Hearing this, he smiled and said, ¡°Then stand in the middle.¡±
The civil and military officials stood facing each other, quietly waiting for His Majesty to see him.
Later, there was a sound of whips, and the ministers passed by one after another until they reached the front of Fengtian Hall and stood on the steps.
Soon the emperor came, music sounded, and after he took his seat, there was another sound of whips, and someone shouted: "Enter the class!"
The next step is the procedure. After the salute is completed, the performance begins.
But this is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and all the officials are on vacation. Is there anything to report?
The Great Court Meeting, the Great Court Meeting, is actually just a formality.
But you have to go through the cutscenes, and you have to go well.
Hu Hui left work. After coughing, he began to recite an article he had memorized.
The content of this article is generally to praise Ming Dynasty¡¯s achievements in the past year, praise the emperor¡¯s diligent governance, and the diligent efforts of his ministers.
"Flattery!"
Xu Jingchang complained in a low voice.
Fang Xing also felt that the meeting was not interesting, so he might as well sleep in at home.
After finishing reciting a long and smelly memorial, clouds finally appeared on the horizon.
It¡¯s the coldest time of the year, and officials who are afraid of the cold seem to be shrinking. The censor didn't accuse them of being disrespectful when he saw it, so he felt the same.
"You have worked hard for a year, and I feel the same for you. You have all worked hard."
Zhu Zhanji had a good start, and the ministers quickly expressed their gratitude to him.
While the monarch and his ministers were enjoying themselves, Liu Guan left his duties and coughed and said: "Your Majesty, I have been in the south for a long time and saw that although the people have full stomachs, they don't have much money left. I also thought of persuading them to raise some livestock to earn more. Living money, but in the end we were short of capital and the surplus grain was not enough to feed us, so we put it on hold.¡±
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