Today is the day of going to the morning court again, and Zhu Youxiao did not completely lose interest in these civil servants like Wanli.

Since it was time to go to court, he still chose to go to court. Sometimes it was a good experience to watch those ministers quarrel.

This court discussion, which has a modern national senate atmosphere, will make Zhu You proofread the Ming Dynasty with a different feeling.

The Ming Dynasty, which has been pacified for more than two hundred years, may be a family dynasty with small peasant economy as the main body, but in many aspects, it already has a political phenomenon beyond this era.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but wonder, if with his own efforts, the Ming Dynasty really did not perish in 17 years, would China's history really go in another direction, a process of evolution of the Chinese nation that has declined but no hardships and shame.

Three whip sounded, and all civil and military officials embroidered with birds and beasts embroidered with birds and animals walked towards the hall one after another. Facing Zhu Youxiao, they all began to shout long live.

Zhu Youxiao nodded.

After the small yellow gate shouted that they were flat, the officials in the scarlet or blue sky or blue black official robes held elephant tablets and began to stand on the left and right.

At this time, Zhang Yong, the Right Yude, looked at Wang Jimo, the Right Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and at the same time, he looked at Xu Biqian and Chen Xianqing.

The Censor Chen Xianqing stood up first: "I heard from Your Majesty that since the 24th year of Wanli, the emperor has rarely worshiped the sky, so that our Ming Dynasty has been drought and rain for many years, which has almost caused great trouble. Now, the area of ​​Shaanxi has been drought for several months, which is because of the weak sky. Now Your Majesty is a wise king and the emperor who loves the people. I hope Your Majesty will do it to sacrifice to the sky to safeguard the country."

Since Zhu Youxiao became emperor this month, he has been to court several times.

In his memory, the censor Chen Xianqing, the one who loves to confront the emperor the most in the court, was the censor Chen Xianqing, but he couldn't do anything to him, because he was a censor and this guy just said something that had no practical meaning but you couldn't refute.

For example, this time Chen Xianqing asked himself to sacrifice to heaven again, which is actually a sect and religious ceremony begging for good weather in the Ming Dynasty.

As the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I have to participate in these rituals because I am the son of heaven, because these rituals are all demonstrating my orthodoxy and the legitimacy of ruling the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Youxiao had long hated this Donglin Party official and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Chen Xianqing didn't say anything. After looking at Zhang Yong and smiling, Wang Jimo, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, stood up: "Your Majesty, sacrifice to heaven is a major event for the country. The old minister also begs Your Majesty to hold a sacrifice to heaven on the winter solstice."

"I'm going to discuss it!"

The censor Xu Biqian stood up, and the Imperial College Priest Li Banghua and others followed him.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but smile, thinking that it was difficult to make it last morning, and you middle and lower-level Donglin Party officials didn't perform well, and did a few practical things. As a result, every time you went to the morning court, you either asked me to do this or that, and they were useless things that were used to consume money and food and disturb the people.

"I know everything. I will consider the matter of offering sacrifices to heaven in the future. My dear friends, please talk about the important matter."

After Zhu Youxiao said this, Chen Biqian stood up again: "Why should your Majesty think? Sacrifice to heaven is a matter of justice!"

Zhu Youxiao was upset when he saw this Chen Biqian. Now that he saw that he had no etiquette from the monarch and ministers, he came up to block himself directly, Zhu Youxiao stood up and pointed at Chen Biqian: "Rareless! Where is the censor on duty today?"

"I am here," Xu Xianqing is the censor on duty today, so he immediately stood up.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao asked, "I will ask you, what crime should a court official be without a monarch in the court?"

"Your Majesty calms down, and the officials think that Censor Chen has not acted as a magistrate. Sacrifice to the sky is a major event in the court. Censor Chen has the legacy of Wei Zheng. Please praise Censor Chen to correct the style of the Ming Dynasty!"

Xu Xianqing replied very righteously.

Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there were officials in the court who were not afraid of the emperor, and even deliberately did not listen to the king's wishes and deliberately protected his ministers.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but get angry. These Donglin parties really didn't see blood or shed tears.

He shouted immediately: "Rareless, you dare to threaten me like this. If you come, drag these two people down and beat them hard!"

Xu Xianqing and Chen Biqian looked at each other in shock. Before they could speak, they were dragged out of the hall by the two Jinyiwei.

At this time, Sun Chengzong immediately stood up and said: "Your Majesty calmed down. Chen Biqian and Xu Xianqing were guilty of making mistakes in their words and threatening the emperor. But for the sake of their youth, they spared their death penalty! Don't cause the disaster of Red Pill again!"

Sun Chengzong's meaning is very obvious, that is, Your Majesty, you cannot be willful. At present, the Donglin Party still has power. These people are hateful, but they cannot be killed so directly. Otherwise, they will be forced to jump over the wall, and there will inevitably be another conspiracy between the Donglin Party officials.

"Well, Mr. Sun said, let's spare his death sentence and be punished twenty times. He will remove the position of two censors from the censorship and will never be used!"

As soon as Zhu Youxiao's words came out, Zhang Yong, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but smile coldly: "Don't think that such false compassion, my Donglin Party can let you go, the foolish monarch!"

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao was relieved, Sun Chengzong said again: "Your Majesty, although the sacrifice to heaven is a false ceremony, the ceremony cannot be abolished. The reason why our Ming Dynasty is different from the barbarians is that it is polite and concise..."

Sun Chengzong's consolation made Zhu Youxiao feel much more upbeat, so he nodded: "I promised to sacrifice to heaven. Let's talk about other things. Liaodong, rivers, drought and other major issues of national economy and people's livelihood are the first priority. Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

Zhang Yong smiled secretly after shouting among the ministers. Now that Zhu Youxiao agreed to sacrifice to the sky, his plan was 70% or 80% sure.

...

That night, Zhang Yong met with Ning Wan again:

"Brother Ning, Zhu Youxiao has agreed to sacrifice to heaven. The ceremony of sacrifice to heaven is hosted by Wang Jimo, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites. My skin caravan will arrive at the boundary of Tongzhou before the winter solstice, and then return to the Fan family's grain team to exchange and sell each other in Tongzhou.

At that time, Batulu will follow the Fan family to sneak into the capital secretly. After sneaking into the capital, remember to find a place called "Qingshan Guild Hall", where Xu Xianqing will receive you.

Xu Xianqing will use his relationship in the Beijing camp to replace the eighteen Batulu warriors with the Beijing camp soldiers who we bribed. The eighteen Beijing camp soldiers were soldiers who had already booked by Wang Jimo, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Ning Wan, I clicked after hearing this: "It's so good. Once Zhu Youxiao is assassinated successfully, Brother Zijie will be the first to be successful!"

"Chengru Chengru, the slave Zhang Yong can do his best to the Khan, which is a blessing for the slave," Zhang Yong smiled and said, "It's getting late. Now there are people in the East Factory everywhere. You can go out first, and I will find another way out later."
Chapter completed!