"Your Majesty, greetings." Gao Gong was at the head of the civil and military classes.

"I'm in peace." Zhu Yijun replied.

"Looking up at the king's face, the ministers are brave enough to show off." Gao Gong said again.

"Come here." Zhu Yijun replied.

The cabinet, six ministries, nine ministers, and Ke Dao Yanguan bowed down again.

"Fu Wei, after leaving Chongming and continuing to shine, it has been in harmony with people's hearts for a long time."

"I am a great emperor, Yao Ren is great, Shun De is towering. He listens to the six books and has tens of thousands of ideas, and he works tirelessly every time."

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"Your Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, is the first to show his intelligence and benevolent and filial nature. It is appropriate to go out and act as the master of the house, and to be humble and honest."

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"My dearest ministers, you must remember that a sacred weapon cannot be left without its owner. How can the throne of heaven be allowed to remain empty for a long time? I wish that the gods of the nine temples can be relied upon by Your Highness, and that the common people from all over the world can benefit from it without borders."

Zhu Yijun's face was expressionless. In fact, he was distracted and didn't listen to the content at all.

To summarize in his words, on the first day of June in the sixth year of Longqing, the meeting to elect the 13th new emperor of the Ming Dynasty was held, and the second representative meeting was held in the Wenhua Hall.

Representatives from all walks of life, led by Gao Gong, gave speeches quoting classics, and elected him Zhu Yijun as the speaker.

After hearing this, Zhu Yijun showed a slightly sad expression, and replied in a recited tone: "For the sake of the clan, your words are very sincere. After hearing this, I felt more and more sad. How could I bear to be so powerful so suddenly?"

Please don’t allow it.”

This is hiding your clumsiness. It’s okay to be smarter, but you don’t want to look too old-fashioned. The recitation-style stick reading is the most suitable for the character.

"Your Highness, think twice!" Zhang Juzheng urged again.

"My mind has been decided!" Zhu Yijun's attitude was firm.

"In this way, the country cannot be left without its owner for a day. I also ask Your Highness to regard the government as an heir, and to eliminate grief before ascending to the throne." Gao Yi came out to respond.

"It depends on the political situation, and the rest will be discussed later!" Zhu Yijun backed down.

"Please ask Your Highness to move to the Qianqing Palace at a certain date and take the throne of the Imperial City!" The ministers nodded.

"Yes! Let the Ministry of Rites discuss the date." Zhu Yijun agreed.

This is a process agreed upon by the Ministry of Etiquette. The monarch and his ministers only need to recite their lines, and the transition goes smoothly.

Zhu Yijun has no idea of ​​making big news at this time. The form of etiquette is the content, and it is also his foundation at this time. It cannot be easily damaged before other basic foundations are established.

Every concession has practical significance.

The last time I resigned at Huiji Gate, in full view of the sun, it symbolized the death of the emperor and the appointment of an heir, with the meaning of announcement.

This time, he resigned in the Wenhua Hall, the emperor went to the palace, and all the officials bowed their heads. The process was used to confirm Zhu Yijun's power and responsibility in supervising the government. At the same time, he made plans to move the dormitory to the Qianqing Palace. It can be said that the boundaries between the emperor and his ministers were defined in the outer dynasty, and the upper and lower positions were divided in the inner dynasty.

Wait until the next time, and you can justifiably accept the advice and move forward, saying that you are a loner.

Zhu Yijun moved his somewhat stiff neck. He was still a young child, and it was somewhat uncomfortable to sit upright for a long time.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the monarch and his ministers to have a dialogue, and finally the process was completed.

Then the representatives of the military and civilians who made up the numbers, as well as officials with insufficient grades, withdrew one after another, leaving only six ministers, nine ministers, and other important ministers.

Zhu Yijun realized that the discussion was about to begin.

It seems that there are too many people to persuade people to come in, but naturally not everyone is qualified to discuss matters at the center of the empire.

As the saying goes, hold small meetings for big things and hold big meetings for small things.

Zhu Yijun wanted to observe carefully, but two young Huangmen moved a screen and placed it in front of the imperial case, blocking the internal and external sight, so that he could not see clearly.

He shook his head helplessly. This is what is called listening to politics. You can listen, but you can't interrupt.

I had just enjoyed the experience of hundreds of officials kowtowing and the mountains calling for you to come forward. At this moment, I turned around and found that the central committee was discussing matters. I was only qualified to participate in the meeting and could not discuss matters. The gap was not small.

Feng Bao was standing on the side of the screen, inside and outside the traffic.

As the Chief of Ceremony, he holds a high and powerful position, so he is naturally qualified to discuss matters in court.

Zhu Yijun asked Feng Bao aloud: "Big companion, does Chang Chao have to be of higher rank to participate in the meeting?"

Feng Bao moved two steps from the side of the screen and came closer: "Your Highness, there is no fixed number of officials in the Chang Dynasty. It is the custom for the foreman of the cabinet. If there is something to discuss, the ministries will come to discuss it and handle it. The ministers and ministers will come directly.

Yes, it is not determined by rank, it involves specialized matters, and even low-ranking officials may occasionally attend the meeting."

Zhu Yijun understood and nodded.

He didn't know much about these things. If he didn't have the memory of his previous life, he would have thought that there were hundreds of people standing below. He sat on top and shouted, "If something happens, go back."

Now it seems that it looks a bit like the way his team discussed matters in his previous life.

Looking at Feng Bao again, the eunuch looked respectful and showed no sign of resentment.

He suddenly grabbed Feng Bao's sleeve and said with aggrieved eyes: "That Gao Gong is domineering and domineering. I have no choice but to make my eldest companion lose his status. I have wronged my eldest companion."

In politics, there is no shame in pretending to be young.

It is still necessary to appease Feng Bao. He and Gao Gong can just fight each other, but don't let yourself get angry.

His predecessor was forced to kneel down before his soul, and he was issued an imperial edict for his sin, but the warning bells were ringing for him.

Feng Bao can bear the pain, but Gao Gong should bear the hatred.

Feng Bao lowered his head deeply: "Your Highness, you have betrayed me!"

The sinister look in his eyes flashed away.

Zhu Yijun whispered: "Don't worry, my dear friend, when I ascend the throne, I will definitely make Gao Gong look good!"

After saying that, he waved his fist and snorted coldly.

I saw Feng Bao raising his head, with tears in his eyes, ready to burst out: "Your Highness..."

What a great crying scene, Zhu Yijun was filled with emotion. If the fresh meat in his previous life was half as good as this, how could he not watch the TV series?

The two of them each had their own hidden agendas, and the proceedings in the palace began in an orderly manner.

The Minister of Punishment and the Minister of Dali Temple looked at each other, and the former took out a memorial from his sleeve and said: "This is a case that came to Huguang."

"It is said that there was a mining tax eunuch who intended to molest women and had his tongue bitten off. The matter involved the inner court, and it is difficult to decide between the ground and the criminal department."

He looked at the people in the cabinet, paused, and then looked at Feng Bao: "Several cabinet elders, Feng Daxuan, what the Ministry of Punishment means is, do you want the court to hold a joint trial? All parties will agree on a charter, and then our ministry can report it to the palace.

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Zhu Yijun almost coughed through the screen. Eunuch molested women? Are you kidding me? Did he hear it wrong?

He couldn't help but look at Feng Bao.

I saw Feng Bao move to the side of the screen and replied expressionlessly: "The specific case is already known to the Director of Ceremonies, and the Ministry of Punishment will handle it according to the law."

Gao Gong below also immediately said: "Proceed according to the law and play it truthfully."

According to the law, it is really necessary to handle the case as a eunuch who molested women. It is rare for the two to reach a consensus.

Zhu Yijun was stunned. Don't they think this is outrageous?

Mine tax eunuch...

Huguang place...

He suddenly reacted!

What kind of criminal case! This is obviously the burning of the imperial envoy!

Eunuchs are naturally not there to collect taxes, but to patrol taxes. To put it bluntly, they are the imperial envoys of the central government to audit the accounts.

But is it just such an imperial envoy who checks accounts and has no balls? He doesn't check the accounts properly when he gets to the place and molests women?

What a fool!

This is not a difficult case. This is a naked game between the local government and the central government. No wonder the Ministry of Punishment does not dare to deal with it and has stabbed the court discussion.

Huguang reported this matter to the Ministry of Punishment on the grounds that eunuchs molested women. Don’t you know how ridiculous it is?

This is so arrogant! It may even be intentional!

It is simply audacious to kick someone away for such a ridiculous reason.

What's even more outrageous is that when faced with this provocation, the center gave in without hesitation!

In the mining class in Huguang, how deep is the water?

It's a pity that his court can't interrupt at will, even Feng Bao is worse.

He could only intervene after the Ministry of Punishment reported the matter and the cabinet drafted its opinions and reported them to the two palaces.

This matter passed by so lightly, as if it was of no importance. The Minister of Punishment and the Minister of Dali Temple looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief.

Then Zhang Juzheng took over the next topic.

"A few days ago, I asked the Queen and the Imperial Concubine. In order to avoid delaying the Crown Prince's studies, I asked the Crown Prince to attend court on the third, sixth, and ninth day of every month. The rest of the time, I would give lectures as usual. I also asked the Crown Prince to organize his homework and add classics.

, both palaces approved it."
To be continued...