Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

It was the ninth night of May in the first year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhuo Jing, the Minister of Rites, together with Wang Jing, the left minister, and Song Li, the right minister, studied the etiquette rules such as "Song Huiyao" and "Tang Huidian", and set the rules for the death ceremony of Emperor Gao, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, on the tenth day of May. , the imperial ministries and temples do not ring bells and drums, do not reward or punish, do not execute punishments, and do not pay attention to matters. The government and the public prohibit music performances, prohibit slaughter and bloody slaughter, and stipulate that three months later, that is, the tenth day of August, the death anniversary ceremony of Empress Xiaocigao will be the same. Such rules.

After tonight, all officials will put on light clothes and black horn belts before dawn, line up at the entrance of the imperial city, and then go to Xiaoling Mausoleum to worship. Since it is only the anniversary of the death of the emperor and not the death of the emperor, there is no need to be full. The city is plain.

According to custom, before every grand ceremony, officials from the Ministry of Rites need to fast and bathe before entering the Ancestral Temple, where the ancestors of the seven generations of the Ming Dynasty are enshrined (the seven temples refer to the four relatives, namely the great ancestor, great ancestor, ancestor, father, and the second generation). The temple is the temple of the father and grandfather of the great ancestor and the temple of the ancestor. "Book of Rites: Kingship" says: the seven temples of the emperor, three Zhaos and three mu, are the same as the temple of Taizu. etiquette.

After the prayers and worship were completed, the three leaders of the Ministry of Etiquette went home to rest for a while.

The eyelids of Wang Jing, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, kept twitching. He always felt uneasy thinking about tomorrow's events.

Not only was the reward given to Jiang Xinghuo by Emperor Yongle today, including the super-standard Shangzhu Kingdom, it had spread throughout the temple, but it was also because of another matter.

After all, the accident that happened today really made him feel a little unexpected.

"That's all, let's think about it tomorrow, I'm really exhausted today!"

Wang Jing thought about it, and as he gradually fell asleep, he kept mumbling something, but he didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, and there was a faint look of worry between his eyebrows.

The next day, after only sleeping for two and a half hours, Wang Jing woke up. He turned around and saw that it was still dark outside. He reached out and touched the pillow next to him. Seeing that it was already cold, he immediately lifted the quilt and crawled out in his middle coat. got up.

"master."

The old wife woke up at some point and cooked rice porridge. The couple had been together for decades, so it was natural to see that Wang Jing was unnatural.

Wang Jing wanted to relax his unconscious frown, but when he looked at his old wife, his throat seemed to be blocked. He pinched the skin under his Adam's apple, and what he got was loose and dry skin.

At this moment, Wang Jing suddenly felt his heart beating violently.

"I'm old, but I'm not willing to be old!"

The old wife sighed and said, "Master, don't think too much. You have to live your life how you want to."

After the old wife finished speaking, she turned around and went out. She walked to the kitchen, brought breakfast, and put it down at the stone table in the courtyard. It was summer, and even at this time, the food was still not cold.

"well"

Wang Jing, who was wearing a moon-white tunic, let out a long sigh. He tried to straighten his somewhat stooped waist and turned his gaze to the sky outside the courtyard. The curved silver-hooked moon still hung in the night sky, bright and flawless, but It cannot dispel the contention that hangs over people's hearts, nor can it dispel the deepest malice and ugliness in the world.

Anyone with a bloody nature must have a competitive spirit.

For a man of Wang Jing's age, women's sex and wealth are just floating clouds. He can live in a courtyard that is not grand, and he can not take concubines or be close to women, but he cannot be without rights. He has completely Incarnated as a temple animal, power is his essence, his lifeblood, and the only meaning of his existence in this world.

Wang Jing's head was buzzing, and he felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, almost jumping out of his chest. This feeling made him suffocated.

Wang Jing's breathing became heavier and heavier, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body was shaking.

He suddenly grabbed the teapot, raised his neck and drank a swig, but his heartbeat still hadn't calmed down.

However, upon closer inspection, his heartbeat was extremely slow, as if everything was an illusion. This was a sign of extreme nervousness.

"Master, how are you?" The chopsticks that the old wife was holding tremblingly fell to the ground, covered with dust.

Wang Jing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

"I'm fine." Wang Jing opened his eyes and looked at his old wife, his face as pale as paper.

"Eat something, I'll help you bring the hot water." The old wife nodded.

After waiting for him to finish his meal, the old wife hesitated for a few moments and finally asked the question she had been holding back for a long time.

"Xun Zhan was captured by Jin Yiwei. Is it a rumor?"

Wang Jing was stunned for a moment by his wife's words, and then said bitterly: "How did you know? Who told you? I said it. I said it."

The old wife replied softly: "We have been husband and wife for so many years. If anything happens, we should share it together."

Wang Jing didn't speak, but his heart felt warm. He took a deep breath to calm down, walked to the table, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and then turned around and said to his old wife.

"Xun Zhan was indeed impeached by the censor for allegedly accepting bribes from businessmen, and was then taken away by the Jin Yiwei for investigation."

The couple fell into silence.

The old wife's hands arranging his light-colored robe were trembling a little, and it took a while before she raised her head and looked at him.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

A few nights ago, Wang Jing called Xun Zhan to his house. She knew that Wang Jing went out in a carriage at night the day before yesterday, and she also knew.

Yesterday, Xun Zhan was in the Imperial Academy, and the Jin Yiwei openly broke in and took him away for interrogation.

If it was said that Xun Zhan was taken away and had nothing to do with Wang Jing, she would probably find it hard to believe it.

"He was tricked, but he can't prove it here. No one can take me away without the emperor's order."

Wang Jing wanted to pretend to be relaxed and said, neither saying it didn't matter nor saying it didn't matter.

And this is already the answer.

The old wife silently put on a light-colored robe for Wang Jing with open arms. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she still did not shed any tears.

Suddenly, she grabbed Wang Jing's shoulders and lay on his back: "Can't we enjoy our old age in peace?"

"Enjoy your old age in peace? Hey. Do you think that at today's stage, even if I shrink back, Jiang Xinghuo will let me live in peace and stability?"

"There are no heroes, so Zhuzi is the leader of the country!"

Wang Jing laughed twice, but his smile was very bitter: "I know you are timid, but it doesn't matter."

At this point, Wang Jing coughed a few more times and continued: "I'm already prepared. The situation and changes that will happen in I don't know how many years will happen right now. In my position, I have to choose a side. What happens after I leave?" If you can't come back, you can go find my nephew Wang Chengsi. I have already told him that he will provide for you until you die. I have never received a penny in my life except for the imperial salary. Those two Some of the single copies of the books in the house are still valuable, and they will be handed over to Wang Chengsi to be sold together."

"Master, what about you? What should you do? Do you really want to let them manipulate you?"

Wang Jing shook his head and said: "I was selected by Emperor Taizu Gao and came to this position in the Imperial Academy. In public, private, emotional and rational matters, whether it is for the ancestral laws or my own career, today I have to do it in front of Emperor Taizu Gao." Those who fight face to face will not know the outcome until the end.”

"master--!"

After listening to Wang Jing's words, the old wife couldn't help crying.

Wang Jing turned around and wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry."

——————

After Wang Jing hurriedly freshened up, put on his official hat, he went out and took a carriage to the Office of the Ministry of Rites. Other ministers and temples could queue up in front of the palace later, but the Ministry of Rites was responsible for the main task today. As the minister, Wang Jing had to go first. Ministry.

When he came to the public hall, Wang Jing found that Zhuo Jing was sitting behind the public case and writing furiously. Apparently after the officials of the Ministry of Rites offered sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple yesterday, Zhuo Jing still stayed in the duty room and did not go back. Otherwise, he would not have arrived so early, and Work has already begun.

"Why didn't you go back yesterday?" Wang Jing asked calmly when he saw Zhuo Jing.

Zhuo Jing stroked his beard gently, looked up at Wang Jing, and responded casually: "It's too late, I don't want to go back, but I tossed and turned last night and couldn't sleep. Today is a big day, and our etiquette department can't make any mistakes."

"In that case, why not go to the next door room and relax for a while!" Wang Jing looked at the hazy night outside the window and suggested.

Zhuo Jing shook his head, picked up a document and handed it to Wang Jing, indicating: "You should take a look at these two documents first. If there is nothing important, deal with them first."

"good."

It was official business at the moment, and Wang Jing would not have any personal emotions. Since this was official business assigned by the chief officer, there was nothing to refuse. Wang Jing nodded and walked towards the official case with the two documents in his hand.

There is a servant nearby who is waiting to light the oil lamp. When the wick of the lamp is burning, it emits a warm light.

"The Marquis of Wuding died?"

"The person who died last night did not die on the same day as Emperor Taizu Gao, which makes things a lot easier."

Zhuo Jing was a little sad, and Wang Jing was a little emotional for a moment, but the two of them put aside their conflicts at this time.

After all, in the eyes of old people like Wang Jing and Zhuo Jing who have experienced the ups and downs of Hongwu-Jianwen, this is more like the end of the old era.

Because after the death of Zhu Yuanzhang, the only surviving Marquises of the founding of the country were Changxing Marquis Geng Bingwen and Wuding Marquis Guo Ying. Changxing Marquis Geng Bingwen is not dead now, but he might as well be dead. Zhu Di's level of grudge-holding is not ordinary. Without Jiang Xinghuo , then according to the original trajectory of history, Geng Bingwen should commit suicide at home next year.

The two of them knew Geng Bingwen's situation well. In this way, Wuding Marquis Guo Ying was actually the only one among the founding marquises who might have died.

Wuding Marquis Guo Ying once accompanied Yingchuan Marquis Fu Youde to defeat the northern captive Naha, and re-conquered the Northern Yuan Dynasty in Yuerhai. He killed the barbarian Taiwei with his own hands. He often served as deputy to famous generals such as Lan Yu and Fu Youde. He also served as a deputy to Geng Bingwen during the calamity. , Li Jinglong served as his deputy successively and fought in the two major battles of Zhending and Baigouhe. However, he had a good relationship with Zhu Di. When fighting Zhu Di, he used the excuse that he was old and weak and did not contribute much, so he went all out to kill Zhu Di. Geng Bingwen was different, so Zhu Di did not treat him as an enemy.

Now that the news of Guo Ying's death has been sent to the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites is asked to discuss how the funeral should be carried out and how posthumous gifts should be given.

"Do you want to make an exception as a posthumous gift?" Wang Jing pondered for a moment and asked.

Zhuo Jing shook his head and just said: "If you can't break the rules, let's make it a posthumous gift to the Duke."

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty and the normal procedures of the Ministry of Etiquette, after the death of the marquis, the duke was posthumously given, and the duke was posthumously given the prince.

"Where's the posthumous title?"

There is nothing to say about the posthumous gift. The Ministry of Rites is only responsible for drafting it, and the decision-making power rests with the emperor. The posthumous title is basically determined by the Ministry of Rites based on the person's merits in life. The emperor basically just takes a look at it. If it is not enough, then that's it.

Wang Jing pondered for a moment and said: "Wu Dinghou has experienced more than a hundred battles, big and small, and his swords and arrows are bruised and his body is like a sculpture. However, he has a heroic and perseverance that will not fade as he approaches old age. He is also good at caring for the soldiers. He has many people and uses his life. He deserves the word 'power'." .”

Su Xun's "Posthumous Law" says: "Rewarding, admonishing, punishing and punishing are called prestige, being fierce to the Congo is called prestige, and using punishment to subjugate far away is called prestige." Guo Ying is obviously worthy of this word "prestige".

"What about the second word?" Zhuo Jing asked again. Today he seemed to particularly respect the opinion of Wang Jing, the left minister.

"Wu Dinghou once followed the general Xu Da to go down to Shandong, level the Central Plains, conquer Dadu, and briefly locate Longyou and the states behind the mountains. When encountering enemies before and after, he often fell into the formation first, and the gains were futile. The virtue of opening up land is called Xiang, and the labor of armor is called Xiang."

"Weixiang."

Zhuo Jing muttered for a moment, twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, I think it's appropriate, so I'll follow your wishes."

Wang Jing lowered his head to read the second document, but Zhuo Jing said coldly:

"I don't know if you and I are here to assign a posthumous name to someone today. What Japanese posthumous name should it be?"

Wang Jing's shoulders froze slightly, and he regained his natural posture: "I'll leave it to future generations to judge."

The second document was delivered to Yunnan.

Under the order of Emperor Yongle, a cabinet has been drawn up. The task of the Ministry of Rites is to issue the same text to the various chieftains in Yunnan based on the tone of this imperial edict.

"I ordered you to guard Yunnan Xipinghou Mu Sheng and said: "Your father, King Qianning, accepted the order of our Emperor Kao Taizu to guard Yunnan, care about Huairou, and do his best. Therefore, it can make the distant barbarians admire the righteousness, the soldiers and the people be happy, and the imperial court has no southwest." My brother, I can also continue to tell you that the border is peaceful. As you know, this is how your father is gentle, so that the army and the people are safe, and the distant barbarians are docile and attached. This is the ideal of filial piety and filial piety."

On the surface, this imperial edict was meant to treat Xiping Hou Musheng with some reprimand, but if it was so light, there would be no need for Zhuo Jing to show it to Wang Jing.

"Yunnan also wants to send troops?"

"Um."

Zhuo Jing nodded, this is not a secret. Even if he doesn't tell it, Wang Jing will know it later. The text drafted by the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion and the Ministry of War has been passed on to the relevant departments. As soon as today is over, Ming's war machine will Rumble to start.

"Yunnan and Guangxi sent troops from two directions. Xiping Hou Mu Sheng served as a partial division. Yunnan chieftains needed to send troops to accompany the army for the battle. Cheng Guogong Zhu Neng led the main force out of Guangxi Jiling Pass (Nanguan, a famous town in the Qing Dynasty, now known as Youyi Pass) to attack Liang Shan, and then marched into Taiyuan to destroy the Hu family and his son."

Zhuo Jing stood up, looked at Wang Jingyi and said pointedly: "Annan is located at the junction of the Ming Dynasty and Nanyang. Once the Annan Li thieves are captured, the land of Nanyang will be clean and solemn. At that time, the Annan Red River Delta in the county The Ming Dynasty can control Nanyang more easily. It can control Champa, Siam, and Chenla countries nearby, and it can control Mansika (Malacca) and the Sumatran Islands near the peninsula, Old Port, Guawa, Ningni, etc. The situation in our country then will be far from what it is today.”

"Wang Shilang, it's just one step away, don't make a mistake."

Wang Jing just said expressionlessly: "I have learned from the ancestral teachings of Emperor Taizu Gao: All the barbarians in the four directions are limited to mountains and seas, and are isolated in a corner. The land they obtain is not enough to supply them, and the people they obtain are not enough to command. If they are It would be unlucky for them to come to scratch my side without thinking about themselves. Even if they are not troubled by China, it is also unlucky for me to raise troops to commit minor crimes. I fear that future generations will rely on China's wealth and strength, be greedy for temporary military achievements, raise armies for no reason, and cause harm to human lives. , remember not to."

Zhuo Jing said nothing more, just shook his head.

——————

Purple Mountain, Xiaoling Mausoleum.

In front of the plaque of "Xia Ma Fang", there was a special decree from the emperor. The six ministers, who could come here in advance without having to walk with the officials from the palace, stood on a high place and looked at the officials like a long ant colony.

Jian Yi and Huang Fu stood side by side and couldn't help but sigh: "Times have changed!"

The two of them are similar in age, and are now at the end of their prime. The vivid memories of those years have now become distant memories, which makes people sigh.

"Yes! I remember that in the eighteenth year of Hongwu, I had just finished taking the Chungui exam and was assigned to serve as the secretary of the Zhongshushe next to Emperor Taizu Gao. At that time, you were still the avant-garde of Jinwu. Everyone in the Hongwu Dynasty was involved in major cases. You are afraid of yourself, you dare to write a letter to speak out. At that time, I was watching the Emperor Taizu Gao reading the memorial, and I was worried about you. Unexpectedly, Emperor Taizu Gao not only did not kill you, but rewarded you generously."

"Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye." Huang Fu said with some emotion.

"Isn't that right?" Jian Yi also nodded in agreement, "If I hadn't experienced it personally all these years, I really wouldn't be able to understand the memorial you wrote back then."

"Haha..." Huang Fu couldn't help laughing loudly after hearing this.

The other officials beside the two couldn't help but look puzzled when they heard the two ministers laughing one after another. However, they could not understand the mood of the two at the moment. They could only secretly guess: Could it be some good news?

Chen Ying of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who was passing by frowned and wanted to warn the two of them not to laugh on this day, but looking at Huang Fu's expression, she swallowed the words in her mouth.

Not long after, all the civil and military officials arrived, as did the emperor, princes, clan members, relatives, and others.

It was just dawn at this time, and there was still some time before the expected start time.

"Hey, what's over there?"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed official pointed to something in the distance that was being carried by Xiaoling guards and exclaimed.

Everyone looked around, and sure enough they saw a small, unobstructed cuboid parked in the flat square dozens of feet away in front of them. There was a lifting bar under the cuboid. It looked like a "coffin + shoulder carriage". Weird suture body.

This thing is all white, about one foot high, two feet wide, and about five feet long. It is just enough for a person to lie down on it. There is nothing carved on the side, just a layer of paint.

"How is this going?"

Zhuo Jing, who was solely responsible for matters related to the anniversary of Taizu's death today, did not send anyone. He walked quickly over in person and asked sternly.

Song Li also followed at this time, frowning and asked: "How dare you neglect such an important ceremony, it is simply ridiculous!"

When the two Xiaoling guards who were responsible for carrying the "coffin" saw these two officials wearing light-colored robes, they quickly stepped forward and knelt down to report: "Reporting to your two adults, this is a document given by Wang Shilang of the Ministry of Etiquette who is in charge of the ceremony. , had given it to us a long time ago, and specifically asked us to make a few shoulder carts that are convenient for carrying people, provide shade, and can lie down on, so that if someone suffers from heat stroke, they can be carried out quickly. Just now, the King's Minister personally asked us to come over to be prepared. "

Next to her, Song Li almost fainted from anger. How does this special girl look like a Jianyu? This is a coffin that can be carried! It's just that the black paint turned into white paint!

But in Zhuo Jing's mind, following the words of the two Xiaoling guards, all kinds of information flashed like lightning. When these fragmented information were connected together, Zhuo Jing understood everything.

During the period when Li Zhigang was imprisoned and he had not been promoted to the position of Minister of Rites, the preparations for the ceremony on the death anniversary of Taizu were left to the left minister Wang Jing.

But just now when he was staying with several other ministers, Wang Jing disappeared, and he did not look for it at that time.

Thinking about it now, Wang Jing was afraid that he was really desperate and unwilling to go back.

Sure enough, when Zhuo Jing turned around, he saw Wang Jing walking towards him holding the hem of his light-colored robe.

"What does this mean, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Jing looked calm and said, "Of course it's for my own use."

After that, he grabbed the long lifting pole with one hand and walked towards Manchao Wenwu.

"Why are you still standing there?! Stop him!"

Song Li shouted to the two soldiers of Xiaoling Guard.

At this time, there were many Xiaoling Guards standing not far away. They were responsible for maintaining order and acting as a guard of honor. However, without orders from their immediate superiors, and it was not someone who wanted to assassinate him, they could only watch helplessly. Dare to move.

Seeing that the two Xiaoling guards were about to stop him, Zhuo Jing made a decision that was somewhat difficult for Song Li to understand.

"No."

Song Li was startled, but Zhuo Jing just looked at him deeply, and then glanced at Jiang Xinghuo, who was not far away and was watching all this happening quietly, without saying a word.

He looked at Wang Jing who was dragging the "coffin" in front of him with difficulty.

Zhu Di took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked in a gentler tone: "Shilang Wang, tell me, what is going on?"

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi next to him had a trace of unkindness in his eyes, and shouted loudly with a hint of protection: "Wang Shilang, do you understand what you are doing? Make it clear, otherwise you will not be blamed for deceiving the emperor! "

Of course Wang Jing knew that this was Zhu Gaochi's last chance for himself, but he didn't even look at Zhu Gaochi.

Wang Jing took off his official hat with both hands, held it respectfully in front of his chest, and then slowly bowed down.

"Emperor Taizu Gao obeyed the heavens and obeyed the people, promoted his holy martial arts, wiped out the chaos, mixed up the world, established a business, made rituals and music, matched the merits and virtues to the universe, radiated the sun and the moon, and the emperor's prosperity could not be added to the list. When I was young, I went to the Emperor’s place. I was mourned by all the people and will never be forgotten.”

"Today in front of the mausoleum of Emperor Taizu Gao, I, as the Minister of Rites, have observed etiquette all my life. I sincerely request Your Majesty to follow the old system of our ancestors and abolish the new law, so as to comfort the soul of Emperor Taizu Gao in heaven."

"Wang Jing, you are so brave! This is the death anniversary of Emperor Taizu Gao! What are you doing?!"

Seeing that Wang Jing was hopeless, Zhu Gaochi had no choice but to angrily scold him.

Sun Yu, Xu Siwen, Qiao Wen, Chen Shou and other ministers promoted by Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Gaochi's statement and stopped trying to get involved. After all, although they supported Wang Jing in their hearts, since Zhu Gaochi Even if they talk like this, they can't go against Zhu Gaochi. They still have this basic position.

The expressions of Zheng Ci, Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Ru Yu, Minister of the Ministry of War, Jin Zhong, the Right Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and others were even more playful. They seemed to be watching a play. They neither supported the new law nor the old system of their ancestors. They only had in their hearts A Dharma is just like there are no two suns in the sky, there is only one sun in this world.

Wang Jing raised his white-haired head, looked at Emperor Yongle and said without any scruples.

"The world belongs to our ancestors. Why do you, Your Majesty, act arbitrarily, listen to the deceptions of treacherous ministers, and create chaos?"

"Jiang Xinghuo is no better than a down-and-out scholar in the countryside or a prisoner awaiting death in prison. How can he be better than the person chosen by Emperor Taizu Gao?"

"Can Jiang Xinghuo's method be better than the method established by our ancestors? How foolish and unscrupulous is your Majesty!"

"If you violate the ancestral laws and violate the laws of our ancestors, what kind of crime can you know? Why doesn't your majesty punish them?"

"I would like to ask Your Majesty, the ancestors are more important than Jiang Xinghuo? Why are you so stupid when you carry out Jiang Xinghuo's method while betraying your ancestors?"

"Emperor Taizu Gao expelled the Tartars and restored China. He was so wise and powerful. Could it be that he was not as good as Jiang Xinghuo? Is it possible that in His Majesty's heart, Jiang Xinghuo is more important than his ancestors?"

Hearing that his master had been insulted, the second prince Zhu Gaoxu couldn't wait any longer and seemed extremely angry.

"Do you think there are too many of your nine tribes?"

Of course, although Zhu Gaoxu was angry, he did not lose his calmness. Even if he only needed to take a quick step and stretched out his hand again, his big hands as powerful as cattail leaf fans could easily crush Wang Jing like a watermelon. His head was crushed, just as he had done countless times on the battlefield in the past years.

But he didn't do that.

Zhu Gaoxu always remembered Jiang Xinghuo's warning when they had a showdown with him that night.

He who knows himself is a hero, and he who conquers himself is a hero.

But at this time, Wang Jing's face still looked calm and indifferent, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.

I saw Wang Jing saying contemptuously: "The sage taught that the place of etiquette is filial piety and righteousness. These two are the foundation of the world. How can we forget it? Emperor Taizu Gao once taught when he was still alive that everything has advantages and disadvantages. Since filial piety and righteousness are The survival of the country is related to the survival of the country. It is of course our duty to perform filial piety for our ancestors and bring justice to the world. If we can make the world stable, then it is worth sacrificing the individual."

"If the country of Ming Dynasty is destroyed in the hands of a prisoner, how can we talk about the ego?"

Zhu Gaoxu's face turned green and white. At this moment, his heart was beating violently, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling.

He had never hated a person as much as he did at this moment, and he wanted to kill this bastard right away.

But he was very aware of the despicableness of the civil servants. The other party carried the coffin to remonstrate to death, and had already ignored life and death. He either sought fame in the world, or gained fame and fortune in this life, both at the cost of death. At this time, he killed him on the spot, which turned out to be bad. Master's important matter.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Jiang Xinghuo. Jiang Xinghuo, who was standing on the other side as the national master and Shangzhuguo, still looked calm and relaxed.

It seems that it was not him who Wang Jing scolded in front of all the civil and military officials and in front of Lao Zhu who was buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum.

"Your Majesty, please punish the treacherous officials in front of Emperor Taizu Gao. In this way, Emperor Taizu Gao will surely protect the Ming Dynasty for thousands of generations, and Jin Ou will be forever solid!"

After saying these words, Wang Jing turned around, faced the ministers, and bowed deeply again: "As officials of the Ming Dynasty, we should abide by the will of Emperor Taizu Gao and do our best for the Ming Dynasty!"

"The Emperor Taizu Gao is here, today I and others are protecting the Ming Dynasty.

——Please ask the Imperial Master to die! "

this.

All the ministers could not help but be dumbfounded, and the two ministers, Jian Yi and Huang Fu, also fell into brief contemplation.

Wang Jing was indeed the pillar of the Ming Dynasty. Not only did he have an outstanding literary reputation, but he was also a rare scholar of ancient literature in the world. He was also an honest official and never accepted anything he shouldn't have. His family only lived on his salary, and at this time he was carrying the coffin. Even so, his selfless spirit is enough to prove his character.

Moreover, what he said makes sense.

Among the people present, there were too many people who were dissatisfied with the new law. After all, the reform had touched their interests. However, Emperor Yongle had been very resolute before and had been pushing for it, but in fact, it included the "Two Golds", "Three Yangs", etc. Most people, including close ministers, are more or less biased towards Wang Jing's views. After all, they have all received traditional Confucian education since childhood.

At this moment, the collaborators of the previous scandal, such as the civil servants connected by Mao Dafang, saw that Wang Jing, an unexpected person, took the lead in carrying the coffin to remonstrate, and felt that the atmosphere was up, and immediately buried Gao Ming Taizu here. The emperor's Xiaoling fell down and cried.

They knelt on the ground and started wailing. They were relatively restrained at first, but gradually they started crying, pretending to cry, and howling. They were infected by the crowd and turned into full-blown crying.

"Alas!"

There was a burst of wailing in front of the entire square. All the civil servants knelt on the ground and howled loudly. The screams seemed to resound through the sky.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Gaochi quickly turned around and said to the people: "Quick, make them stop!"

"As you command!"

People around him hurriedly ran over to try to stop the wailing civil servants.

"Woo-wow-wow~~"

The officials suddenly started crying harder and harder.

Zhu Gaochi felt as if his head was going to explode. He endured the pain and turned around, gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Jing, that's enough!"

At this time, Wang Jing also knelt on the ground. He ignored Zhu Gaochi, but looked up at Zhu Di with red eyes and said: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the hope of hundreds of millions of people in the world! Emperor Taizu Gao is watching Looking after you! Wake up! Look at how Jiang Xinghuo, a traitor, has messed up the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Di's face was extremely gloomy.

"Come here, take Wang Jing out and behead him in public!"

Wang Jing heard this, but still showed no fear at all. Instead, he said proudly: "Your Majesty, since Wang dares to risk the rule of the world, he is not afraid of death!"

Just when Zhu Gaoxu received his father's clear order and couldn't wait to take action himself, and even wished that there would be a "Heyin Incident" in his heart and all these noisy civil servants would be completely disgraced, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly said.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say."

PS: Don’t scold me yet. I’ll post a super super super big chapter tomorrow. I really can’t finish it today.