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At a quarter of the Yin hour, the bells of the Bell and Drum Towers rang loudly, and the palace doors opened wide. The officials looked stern, and no matter how reluctant they were, they arranged their orders and walked into the palace one by one.
Enter Chengtianmen, cross the Jinshui Bridge, and then enter the Meridian Gate. There is a grand and solemn square in the Meridian Gate. On the left and right sides of the square are the Taimiao Temple and Taisheji. Today, Zhu Houzhao stopped attending the court meeting and decided to offer prisoners to the Ancestral Temple. After entering the Meridian Gate, all officials were not allowed to enter. Instead of turning around, go straight to the Ancestral Temple.
The faces of all the officials were gloomy, and the team moved slowly in silence. Qin Kan stood in the distinguished class and walked silently. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at the towering Ancestral Temple in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
In fact, he still agrees with the civil servants. He just caught a rebellious royal family member. He is not qualified to hold a prisoner ceremony. Unless he catches the little Tatar prince Boyanmeng, he is not far behind. He is so solemn for a rebellious prince. As a matter of fact, what Zhu Houzhao did today will definitely not have a good word in the history books in the future.
He didn't agree with the approach, but Qin Kan quite understood Zhu Houzhao's mood. Facing the criticism and opposition from the Manchu Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao urgently needed to rectify his name and the results of his personal expedition to the south. Only by openly offering prisoners can rectify his name effectively and quickly. the goal of.
The team moved slowly. A figure ignored the murderous gaze of the censor on duty outside the team, squeezed to Qin Kan's side with an unusually domineering attitude, and patted Qin Kan hard on the shoulder.
Qin Kan was startled and turned around to see that it was Xu Pengju.
After the rebellion in Jiangxi was settled, Xu Pengju did not return to Nanjing, but came to the capital with the Holy Master. At this moment, Xu Pengju was wearing a brand new red python robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a beam crown on his head. It still has a bit of the airy flavor of Nanjing's number one dude.
Looking at the brand new python robe on his body, Qin Kan smiled softly.
During the decisive battle in Anqing, Xu Pengju led a group of yamen to rush through the military formations. The swords were blind on the battlefield. The young prince finally got his reward. This brand-new python robe was probably given to him by Zhu Houzhao. Wei Guogong Lao Xu The family has been running for five generations, and it is indeed gratifying and congratulatory for his generation to finally get a python robe. Unfortunately, the emperor Zhu Houzhao was too generous and gave away official titles and imperial gifts to everyone like cabbage on the street. The value of the python robe worn by Mr. Xu has been greatly reduced.
This is not the first time that Xu Pengju has attended a court meeting or important ceremony in the capital. Mr. Xu is old. In the past, dignitaries from all over the country came to Beijing to pay tribute during the New Year. It was Xu Pengju who came to Beijing on behalf of his grandfather, and he also knew the etiquette of court meetings very well.
Outside the team, there was an on-duty censor who was eyeing him eagerly. Xu Pengju didn't say much. After squeezing in beside Qin Kan, he winked at Qin Kan and smiled silently. The two of them walked side by side in silence.
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The prisoner presentation ceremony at the Imperial Ancestral Temple sounds majestic, but in fact it is boring and boring.
The ministers gathered in the square outside the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Zhu Houzhao was already wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and stood waiting outside the gate of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. After the ministers lined up in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, they saw that the civil servants were not wearing court uniforms and crowns. Zhu Houzhao's fair face His face quickly darkened.
The next step is the prisoner presentation ceremony.
Zhang Sheng, the Minister of Rites, looked like his wife and children had been kidnapped by Zhu Houzhao. He stood in front of the Ancestral Temple unwillingly and recited the memorial inscription to heaven. The inscription was very simple. Anyway, Qin Kan didn't understand a word of it, so he probably wasn't. What nice words. Whether Chinese people are fighting or fighting, there is generally a very clich¨¦d process: first scold, then hit, and then curse a few more words after the fight, which is equivalent to saying a few words at the end such as "Don't let me see you again, I will beat you every time I see you." Such scenes.
What Zhang Sheng is talking about now is probably what happened after the fight. Of course, politics is more cruel than life in the city. Zhu Chenhao, the defeated prince who was severely beaten by the court, probably has little chance in the future to let the court "beat him once and for all." "Yes.
The memorial service was so long that Qin Kan felt drowsy after listening to it, and he was also sensitive to the fact that Zhu Houzhao, who was standing above Zhang Sheng, covered his mouth with his wide sleeves several times. When he put it down, his eyes sparkled with tears, and he was obviously beaten. He yawned several times. If he hadn't ordered today's prisoner presentation ceremony to be organized, he would have turned over the table and fallen out at this moment.
I don¡¯t know how long Zhang Sheng had been reciting, but he finally finished reciting a memorial poem that was longer than a foot-binding cloth. After lighting a fire and throwing it into the three-legged bronze cauldron in front of the Ancestral Temple, Zhu Chenhao, who was wearing a mottled white prison uniform, was escorted away in heavy shackles. Come up.
Qin Kan in the crowd suddenly coughed as if he was choked by something. Then he covered his mouth hard to suppress the cough, and his face turned red.
Xu Pengju, who was beside him, glanced at him curiously, lowered his voice and said, "Is there something wrong?"
¡°?Good to discuss this matter. "
Xu Pengju happily agreed.
Qin Kan stood on tiptoe and looked around: "It's not over yet? When will Zhu Chenhao get off the pot?"
It was already bright at this time, and the sun was emitting a faint light in the cold wind. It was pale and there was no warmth at all.
Zhu Houzhao knelt in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and bowed three times and nine times respectfully. Zhu Chenhao was held far away in the square in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. He stared at the ground dejectedly. He didn't know whether he was ashamed or had no strength. He never dared to raise his head to look at the ancestral tablets in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. and portrait.
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