A scholarly old man at the back bowed slightly in return, neither servile nor overbearing. Yao Baifeng had always been a free and unfettered scholar in the Liyang Dynasty. He himself was a first-rate Confucian scholar, one of the Five Heroes of the Yao School. His reputation was no less than the Three Heroes of the Song School. He even used his home school to contend with the private school of Qi Yanglong of the Yinxue Palace. When Zhang Julu was young, he had asked Master Yao many times. When Bi Yan turned twenty, he carried his books and traveled to study. The first place he went was the Wenzhi Building of the Yao Family in Xiongzhou. Yao Baifeng devoted his life to transforming the essence of Confucianism into national studies. He had students all over the world. Yao Baifeng's trip to the capital to meet the emperor would not have been so "quiet" if it were not for the fact that the five kings had gathered and Chen Zhibao had come alone, which was too eye-catching.
"The Crown Prince of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, will not kneel."
When Head Eunuch Song Tanglu said this, the hall was finally in an uproar. Most of the officials standing side by side looked at each other.
But the next sentence was even more shocking. "He can enter the palace with a Beiliang sword, and he can enter and leave the palace at will in casual clothes."
Countless officials sighed in their hearts. The court was building momentum for this little bastard to succeed the King of Beiliang in the future.
What a Beiliang.
Zhang Julu, Gu Jiantang, Zhao Bing, Huan Wen, and Yao Baifeng didn't kneel in today's court assembly. In the future, they probably wouldn't receive this treatment. Chen Zhibao and Hsu Fengnian, who were also from Beiliang, didn't kneel in the future. One could already enter the palace with a sword, while the other could enter the palace with a sword. This meant that as long as the two didn't commit any major crimes, this honor would continue to be passed down. Every time they participated in a court assembly, they would have more indescribable glory. As for Chen Zhibao, who was personally praised by the Emperor as the White-clothed War Immortal, the officials in the hall were already mentally prepared. As for Yao Baifeng, he was a renowned scholar. It was reasonable that he didn't kneel even once. But this Beiliang heir, Hsu Fengnian, what virtue and ability did he have?! Some officials who hated Beiliang and feared the butchers glanced sideways at the young man whose hair was as white as an old man's. They all silently cursed in their hearts. Since his hair was already white, he might as well die! Beiliang's white-haired people sending off their own white-haired people. That was truly a joyous occasion for the entire country to celebrate!
Seven people who didn't kneel, there was no one else who didn't kneel.
After the head eunuch spoke, the thousands of people inside and outside the hall slowly knelt down. Like a tide, they quickly rushed from south to north.
Not to mention the officials in the square who couldn't see the Emperor's dragon face, after the three hundred officials kneeled on the wide steps in the hall, they could only see the Emperor's feet on the dragon throne.
Among the seven people who didn't kneel, most of them, including Yao Baifeng and the others, had their heads bowed. The old man, Huan Wen, looked left and right. In the eyes of this old man, who was jokingly called Tantanon, Chen Zhibao, who was no longer wearing white, was handsome and dignified. He was truly a strange man who would stand out wherever he went. Huan Wen had a good impression of this young man who had enjoyed wealth early on. In his heart, he had long placed him in the first line with the Minister of War, Gu Jiantang. Then Huan Wen saw the man in white in front of him, who was even younger than Chen Zhibao. Of course there was a world of difference between the two. When the white-clothed War Sage entered the city with plum wine, thousands of people turned out to greet him. The Emperor himself came. The difference between the white-clothed War Sage and the white-haired Emperor standing in front of him was like heaven and earth. It was said that even the officials of the Ministry of Rites wanted to see him, which made the Ministry of Rites very angry. If it weren't for the fact that the Minister Lu Daolin was related to the Xu family by marriage, they would have already cursed him in the office.
Huan Wen almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He didn't know whether this kid was stupid or calm. Right now he was looking up at the Xuan Yuan Mirror hanging in the middle of the main hall. Huan Wen followed his gaze and looked up. Huan Wen was a learned man who knew everything in the literary world. Not only did he know that the place where Hsu Fengnian was looking at was a peach wood talisman, he even knew the Fu characters on both sides of the talisman. The Liyang Dynasty originally emphasized both Taoism and Buddhism. Taoism came first and Buddhism came second. Therefore, the Hall Suppressing Peach Talisman was a combination of Buddhism and Taoism. On the front side was the Taoism "Three Pure Secret Arts Suppressing Country Suppressing Talisman" and the Tai Chi Talisman. On the back side was the Dharma Suppressing Eight Characters Mantra Heart Sutra written by a Buddha of the Two Zen Temples, as well as the Eight Treasures Umbrella Cover Mantra and Guanyin Mantra. However, in Huan Wen's opinion, since the Buddha Annihilation had begun, the Hall Suppressing Talisman should be replaced with a new one like the Memorial Archway. Huan Wen stared at the back of the young man in a daze, pondering over some unknown meaning. Yang Taisui the Sickly Tiger felt guilty about the White Clothes Case in the capital. Over the years, his state deteriorated day by day. He couldn't stop Prime Minister Qingci Zhao Danping from gaining power day by day. He only hoped that he could quietly establish a cornerstone in the Buddha Annihilation Torrent that couldn't be stopped by a mantis trying to stop a chariot. However, Man proposes, God disposes and he died outside Jiange. With his death, the Holy Monk of the Dragon Tree passed away in Beimang, and Li Dangxin was unwilling to leave the Two Zen Temples, Buddhism was doomed to be bleak. Huan Wen was one of the few scholars who bluntly advocated the unification of the three religions. Unfortunately, on this matter, old man Huan also knew Green Eyes' difficulties, so he didn't want to add more trouble to the Grand Secretary.
The Emperor interrupted Huan Wen's thoughts with a shout, "Rise, all my beloved officials."
Huan Wen collected some of his emotions and began to close his eyes to rest and nap. The old man had already known about the shocking news from the morning court, so there was no need to talk about expectations. Although he was also involved, Huan Wen had long been accustomed to the Mandate of Heaven, so he didn't find it strange.
Today, no one dared to be tactless and talk too much. They could only listen attentively.
Imperial edicts were issued one after another.
Looking at the expressions of the civil and military officials, one could tell that there would soon be an aggressive shaking of the court and the common people.
"Promote the Left Chancellor of the Imperial College, Huan Wen, to the Left Pushe of the Province and be conferred the title of Grand Secretary of the Wen Tingge."
"Promote Yao Baifeng to the Left Chancellor of the Imperial College."
"Promote Jin Lanting to the Right Chancellor of the Imperial College."
"Gu Jiantang will be relieved of his post as Minister of War and be conferred the title of Great Pillar State, in charge of the military and politics of the Northern Region."
"Promote Lu Shengxiang to the Assistant Minister of War."
"Confer Yan Jiexi to the Grand Secretary of the Dongyuan Pavilion."
… …
The last imperial edict was: "Chen Zhibao is in charge of the Minister of War. In the future, if there is an external post, he can also lead the Ministry of War."
At this point, Chen Zhibao turned his head and looked to the right. It just so happened that someone was looking to the left.
On the dragon throne, the Emperor had a playful look in his eyes.
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