Auspicious Opening Forbidden Purple.
Hsu Fengnian finally saw the main hall in front of him. It had a yellow roof and red walls. The two wings of yellow glazed roof gradually fell. The main hall was built on a white Sumeru base. On the left and right of the central axis of his feet were the seawall tiles. Hsu Fengnian knew a little about geomancy. He knew that the central axis behind him was not only 16 miles of imperial road, but also a long earth axis that extended to the south of the empire. Mount Fengchan, the mountains in Huaizhong, and the many mountain ranges in Jiangnan formed three majestic mountains. The Emperor of the Zhao family in the capital was sitting on the dragon throne in the main hall, listening to the world from the south.
The head of the civil officials, Zhang Julu, walked to the right. The head of the military, Gu Jiantang, walked to the left. The five kings of the imperial family all walked slowly around Zhang Julu. Only Chen Zhibao and Gu Jiantang walked side by side. Hsu Fengnian, as the son of a king, should not be in front. But no one raised an objection. The imperial censor shut up and the eunuchs kept quiet. Among the five kings, the King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, walked behind Zhao Ying, the Duke of Huainan. Zhao Sui, the Duke of Jiaodong, intentionally or unintentionally, fell behind his nephew, Zhao Xun. He walked in front of Hsu Fengnian, but did not say anything. It was like a crumbling old wall, sheltering the young man from the wind and rain for the last time. Xu Fengnian kept his gaze down and silently counted his steps. When the glorious dragon wall appeared in his vision, he was about to start climbing up the steps. When he stepped on the white jade steps, he gently turned his head back to look. There were a lot of people moving around, and the sound of jade hitting jade could be heard. His figure slightly stagnated. The old civil official behind him, who once carried the coffin and remonstrated with the King of Beiliang, subconsciously retracted his foot and snorted heavily. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the young prince's ignorance. Hsu Fengnian retracted his gaze and did not care about the elder's demonstration. He turned around and climbed step by step into the main hall.
There was a dragon throne in the main hall. In front of the hall was the Pill Emperor. There were copper tortoises, copper cranes, and sundials. There were 18 cauldrons on the upper and lower terrace. When the powerful officials who had the qualifications to enter the main hall stood in place, the Son of Heaven, dressed in a yellow dragon robe, finally appeared. The several princes also quietly entered the hall. According to past practice, when the eunuch announced the start of the morning court ceremony, the hundreds of officials inside and outside the main hall had to kneel and kowtow to the Emperor. However, this court assembly was clearly different from the past. Not only was Han Diaosi replaced by Song Tanglu, the Emperor was also not in a hurry to take a seat. The solemn-faced Head of the Imperial Palace, Song Tanglu, said in a clear voice, "In today's morning court assembly, Minister Zhang Julu does not need to kneel."
The purple-bearded, blue-eyed Grand Secretary Zhang did not move at all. He was originally standing at the front of the right-hand side. The several princes standing side by side also had their eyes lowered. Naturally, no one could see the expression of this current court's Grand Secretary. Ever since Li Yang pacified the Central Plains of Spring and Autumn, the number of officials who received special merit could be counted on one's fingers. Counting on one's fingers, there were only three people. The old Grand Secretary, Zhang Julu's respected teacher, did not need to kneel to the Son of Heaven in the court assembly. After West Chu's Grand Preceptor entered the capital and assumed the post of the Left Servant of the Province, he was granted the right to sit in the Pill Emperor's yellow rosewood imperial tutor chair. Only, the elder had never sat down even once. Then there was the King of Beiliang, who used to be a pillar of state, who did not kneel in front of the Emperor, who did not kneel in front of the Emperor, who did not kneel in front of the Emperor. Of the three, only the civil and military official Xu Xiao, who relied on his military achievements, was the most impolite, so he naturally attracted criticism.
"Great General Gu Jiantang does not need to kneel."
Song Tanglu's deep and resounding voice that didn't seem like a eunuch's continued to pass down.
The first person on the left in the main hall, the Minister of War Gu Jiantang, lowered his head slightly as a way of expressing his gratitude. Everyone in Li Yang criticized Xu Xiao for being disrespectful in everything. Most of them also felt sorry that this Great General, who was also an important official with meritorious service during the Spring and Autumn Period, could not fulfill his ambitions and was trapped in the post of Minister of War for eighteen years. Only in recent years did he rush to the northern border. Everyone in the court felt that the Son of Heaven was wise. With Gu Jiantang guarding the northern gate of the capital, Li Yang could naturally rest easy without worry. However, nowadays, there were constantly rumors coming out of the capital's prestigious mansions that Great General Gu was about to step down from his post as Minister of War. This made many people start to mutter again, hoping that Minister Gu's military power would not be taken away as well. Now that the military town at the northern border had just improved slightly, could it be that they were going to burn the bridge after crossing the river? That would be killing the donkey after it had outlived its usefulness.
"War Saint Chen Zhibao does not need to kneel. In the future, during the court assembly, Chen Zhibao may enter the hall in civilian clothes and with a sword at his side. "
Chen Zhibao's face was expressionless.
However, the pillars of the court all sucked in a breath of cold air. Some of the younger officials, perhaps because they had heard the older generation talk about how the current Emperor regarded and respected the Little Butcher, most of them did not think much of it. Today, they had thoroughly experienced it. Chen Zhibao currently did not have the title of King or an official position. Fine, then he would directly confer the title of War Saint in front of the court officials! These two words carried even more weight than not kneeling in front of the Emperor! It was clear that Chen Zhibao's position in Li Yang, which unified the Spring and Autumn Period, was almost equivalent to one of the Spring and Autumn Period's Thirteen Armors, Ye Baikui, to West Chu. Previously, when the Five Kings entered the capital, the Emperor did not give them any special treatment. Only when a white horse in white clothes and plum wine from West Shu entered the capital, the Emperor personally came out of the palace to welcome them! Now, he even wore civilian clothes and had a sword at his side to attend the court assembly, becoming the fourth person after Xu Xiao's old Grand Secretary Sun Xiji! Chen Zhibao's special honor could be said to be at the peak of perfection.
"Yan Chi King Zhao Bing does not need to kneel."
The King of Yan lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you for your grace."
"The Imperial College's Left Chancellor, Huan Wen, does not kneel."
The wizened old man, Huan Wen, gave a carefree smile and calmly accepted it. Huan Wen was an anomaly in the Liyang imperial court. He was famous for not fighting. Not fighting once was nothing, but Huan Wen had not fought for more than half his life. Back then, among the old Grand Secretary's favorite students, Huan Wen's poetic talent was publicly acknowledged to be above Zhang Julu's. Before the old Grand Secretary passed away, Ke Enyin alone entered the Hanlin Academy as the Yellow Gatekeeper. It was said that it was Huan Wen who gave the position to Bi Yan while he sneaked out of the capital and became a small foreign official, slowly climbing up the ranks without arrogance or impetuousness. Afterwards, when he returned to the capital to resume his post, the Emperor originally intended for him to enter either the Ministry of Personnel or the Ministry of Rites. However, at that time, those two third-rank high positions just happened to be his close old friends. As a result, Huan Wen ran off to the Imperial College to serve as the Chancellor. Behind closed doors, he wholeheartedly studied knowledge. When it came to the imperial court's important officials, their reputation was high and they could be mentioned on equal terms with Huan Wen. However, in their later years, This Old Man Song's son and the current Minister of Rites, Lu Daolin, were just a few people.
"Xiongzhou's Yao Baifeng does not kneel."
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