【Sorry, it's a little late】

Time passes by bit by bit.

Although it was not time to open the door, more and more civil and military officials came to the front of Xuande Gate. The court officials wanted to get the latest news earlier, and the officials gathered in front of Xuande Gate one hour earlier.

Just a whispering discussion gathered together and became a buzzing sound like a beep.

"Yuan Chang." Someone was also clamoring around Cai Jing. Zhao Tingzhi, a friend of the same department, was suppressing his excitement and whispering, "Have you heard of it?"

"Is the second king staying in the palace and not coming out? I already know."

"It's not just the two kings who stayed in the palace and did not come out!" Zhao Tingyi pulled up his voice, but immediately looked around alertly and whispered: "The two palaces have all summoned them into the palace. Just two hours ago, in the second half of the night."

Of course Cai Jing knew that he also sent his family to guard the Imperial Street. However, he widened his eyes slightly: "What happened?!"

"What are you lying to do?!" Zhao Tingzhi turned his neck and said, "Didn't you think you are talking about it now? I'm afraid that if you don't know, you will not exceed ten people."

"If the Holy Lord was unhappy, it would not be the current situation. The bell would have been ringing in the capital."

A year ago, the Empress Dowager went to the immortals, and the bronze bells and iron bells of various temples in the capital were ringing at the same time. If the Emperor Long Yubin Tian were the emperor, of course, it would not be as quiet as it is now.

"I'm afraid it's not!" Zhao Tingzhi shook his head, "I don't know who came out of the palace for today's morning court."

It seems worried, but Zhao Tingzhi's eyes cannot hide his excitement.

This is exactly what Cai Jing feels now. The transfer of the throne will inevitably cause a large-scale shock to the court. I don’t know how many important officials will fall from high places, leaving empty seats for others to fill. For low-ranking court officials who are silent, it is the best opportunity. As long as you seize it, there is a possibility of soaring into the sky.

There was a sudden movement on the outermost side of the five city gates of Xuande Gate. With the sound behind the door, a gap was opened. The courtiers in front of the door immediately caused a commotion.

Cai Jing was surprised. The morning bell had not yet been ringing, and it should have been time to open the door.

Then the two teams were composed of seven or eight eunuchs and Ban Zhi, each with a yellow gate leader wearing purple robes and covered with yellow silk, and came out from the side door of Xuande Gate.

He is the eunuch who conveys the sage.

"I don't know who it is for." Zhao Tingzhi stared at the yellow silk wrapped around the two purple clothes and yellow doors.

Cai Jing pulled him back two movies, "Let's give it up first."

The courtiers made way for them.

The two teams did not let go of their horses and rushed, but shouted loudly in their voices: "The chiefs of the two governments asked together, the prince of Yan'an has become the crown prince, and the empress has the same power as the ruler."

The square in front of the door became quiet in an instant, but then it turned into a louder sound and burst out.

‘The queen is behind the curtain, how is this possible?!’

It’s not that no one doubts their ears, but when everyone around them asks questions in confusion, it is proven.

"The Queen Mother is still here, how can the Queen be left behind the curtain?" Zhao Tingzhi said angrily, "Where is the laws of the ancestors?!"

"Ancestor's laws..." Cai Jing sighed, looked up at the lights that were still shining on the Xuande Gate Tower, "Xining, I don't know what I am doing in the thirteenth year of Yuanfeng?"

Now that the empress is in charge of the same power, the memorials that the empress dowager, can’t be submitted without any reason. Fortunately, the memorials that the empress dowager, can be used.

'It's all right to be prepared for any trouble.' Cai Jing thought with peace of mind. But when he touched his sleeve bag again, a strange expression appeared on his face.

"What's wrong, Yuan Chang?" Zhao Tingzhi asked.

"No, it's okay."

Cai Jing shook his head, but felt panicked. He was suddenly surprised. Now he forgot to invite the Empress Dowager to listen to the government behind the curtain and ask Sun Simiao to entrust two memorials in which sleeve bag they were placed.

Xuande Gate was already open and the crowd was surging. Cai Jing secretly called out. At this time, any movement that was different from ordinary people would attract the attention of others. There were people in front of and behind him. If they opened it to give people a glimpse of the content, but not the one they could hand it over, it would be a bit dangerous.

‘If I had known it would have been less anxious.’ Cai Jing regretted it.

He wanted to hand over the letters directly at the court meeting so that the empress dowager or the emperor could remember his name. Otherwise, from Tongzhiyin and the ministry of the Central Secretariat to go around like this, I don’t know how many similar letters would be delivered to the emperor’s desk. At that time, the emperor or the empress dowager would only care about who did not write the letters, not who wrote the letters.

Looking around, Cai Jing found several officials who were touching his cuffs, looking dull, and looked similar to him.

There are too many people, so I can't confirm it now. But Cai Jing still took the courage to pull it into his cuffs. This opportunity may not be hit several times in his life, so how could he let it go? But he just took out a letter, but suddenly someone hit him.

Caught out of control, Cai Jing's fingers couldn't help but loosen, and with a click, the memorial on his hand fell to the ground.

Cai Jing was shocked and immediately stopped and bent down, trying to pick up the memorial that had landed on the ground. But as soon as he bent down, his hand stopped. There was another person who bent down at the same time as him, and there was an extra memorial that had landed on the ground.

The memorials are all the same outer skin, the size and shape are exactly the same. When they fall on the ground, they cannot tell who they belong.

Cai Jing looked at the other party. He was about forty years old and wearing a red dress. He was Zhao Tingzhi who was walking side by side. At this time, Zhao Tingzhi seemed to be frightened, and his white face looked very ugly.

Cai Jing smiled apologetically, but naturally picked up the two memorials together, and then flipped them more naturally. He immediately saw Zhao Tingzhi's face suddenly change.

Although it was just a glance, you can see the contents of asking for the prince to be appointed and asking for the queen mother to be behind the curtain.

After handing over one of the memorials, Cai Jing smiled and said, "This is Brother Zhengfu."

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The court officials had not arrived yet, but a group of priests had already waited in the east pavilion in front of Wende Hall.

Although several priests didn't close their eyes almost overnight, they didn't look energetic and even felt a little excited.

However, when he was on duty, Wang Xianggong, who would talk to his colleagues around him in a good mood, was sitting in his own position with a stern face and not talking to others. It seemed like there was another Lu Gongzhu.

The few rulers who did not stay in the palace last night all wanted to know what happened in the first half of the night. Wang Gui didn't seem to be in a good mood, and it was even more impossible to ask him what he had made. Zhang Qi returned to Yutang first, and Han Gang was left in the bedroom again, so Xue Xiang became the only choice.

Han Zhen wanted to learn something from Xue Xiang, but Cai Que took the lead and sat down next to Xue Xiang, so that Han Zhen could only turn back and find a seat.

Cai Que was eating pastries while eating hot tea and asked casually: "Shi Zheng, why did Xianggong Wang become a different person today?"

Xue Xiang was in a heavy mood. Last night, his performance was not very good, but he was much stronger than Wang Gui. To be honest, he was really resentful to Wang Gui. If he hadn't wanted to wait for the decision of the prime minister Wang Gui, he wouldn't have fallen into a dilemma.

I was unhappy and naturally I was a little sarcastic, and I had no intention of hiding it on behalf of Wang Gui: "Do you know Wei Wenzheng if you are justified?"

"Wei Zheng?" Wei Zheng's posthumous title was Wenzhen, but Renzong's name was Zhao Zhen. In order to avoid taboos, Wenzhen's posthumous title became Wen Zheng. Cai Que was quite puzzled, "What is the relationship with Wei Xuancheng?"

"The king just wants to be Wei Zheng."

Cai Quezheng's hand holding the teacup shook, not knowing whether to laugh or shake his head, he whispered: "Wang Yuyu and Wei Zheng? This comparison is a bit inappropriate."

"It's indeed inappropriate." Xue Xiang smiled softly, and glanced at Wang Gui for a moment, and his voice became lower than Cai Que. "Wei Zheng was the leader beside Prince Yin, but he became a loyal minister in Taizong's court. I don't know which side is his true intention."

Cai Que's expression suddenly changed, and his tone also sank: "This is more inappropriate!"

“That’s true.”

The almost repeated dialogue has completely different meanings.

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Hangang was one step late.

He is a scholar in Duanming Palace. But in the eyes of the empress and the concubines in the palace, he also has the identity of a disciple of the Medicine King, and he is also the commander of the crown prince Zhao Zhong. Compared with the crown prince's grand tutor, the crown prince's grand tutor, and the crown prince's grand tutor, the third division of the East Palace, which is like a nameless third division, Hangang's Zishan Hall is closer.

Compared to the priests who left the bedroom early, Han Gang did not come out of the bedroom until the morning court was about to begin, and left only one step earlier than the queen and the prince.

However, in order to avoid being too eye-catching, after coming out of Funing Palace, he did not come out directly from behind Wende Hall like the prime ministers, but instead walked around quickly, walked into the Wende Gate like other officials, and entered the ranks of court officials from behind.

Standing at Wende Gate, the new Censor Lixing, who was the most enthusiastic about his work. When he saw the young official wearing a purple robe and gold belt coming in a hurry, he urged him and planned to write down the person for later use. However, when he saw the appearance of the important minister of gold and purple, he was about to urge him, but he screamed: "Han Gang!"

Han Gang walked into the door and heard the censor whom he didn't know, even calling him by his name, without getting angry. He nodded and smiled back to him: "It's Han Gang."

Although Han Gang did not intend to be too eye-catching, the scream had already alarmed many people. Two squads of courtiers lined up in Dongge and Xige respectively, gradually calmed down from behind to forward.

A famous magistrate turned around and stared at the double bachelor's school who walked slowly along the east ranks, walking from behind to forward.

Even though he was completely unaware of it, the empress dowager was supposed to be in charge, but it became the queen behind the curtain. No one would believe that Han Gang had no effect in it. Moreover, in terms of position, the empress dowager and King Yong who stayed in the palace would not have a good impression of Han Gang, who could possibly save the prince and the emperor, but the queen would regard him as a savior.

From now on, at least before the prince becomes an adult, the status of this son of Guanyuan will be unshakable.

Some people have hot eyes, some have cold expressions, and more envy and jealousy, but no one can ignore them.

The emperor is in danger and the prince is in charge of the country. Han Gang, a disciple of the Medicine King, must be the biggest beneficiary. The prince also needs to rely on him to protect him.

The priests also turned around and looked at Han Gang with complicated eyes and walked into the train naturally.

"Yukun, you're late." Su Song, who was ranked behind, whispered to him.

Han Gang smiled slightly: "It's not too late."
Chapter completed!