Chapter 960: Temple Number, Year Number
In the side hall of the Imperial Palace, the voice of the ministers chanting long live came in. More than 20 princes with different expressions.
Some people feel a little bitter, and they can't imagine that the status of the Yan Wang family will fall! Some people are glad that the battle for the throne has finally come to an end. It's too thrilling: King Song was so frightened that he was about to go insane. King Yan was almost poisoned. They don't want to be affected by the fish pond.
King Wei sat in the gorgeous flower hall of the side hall, his right hand holding the handle of the chair hard, and his teeth trembled a little. He was afraid.
After King Song got a high vote yesterday when he pushed in the court, how did he make fun of King Yan? He said: Ning Xi, what a waste of your gentleman! Holding the military power in Beijing, he actually let your throne be taken away by others.
And now?
King Yan's ascension to the throne was entirely due to Jia Huan's operation. What he was worried about was that, referring to the "treatment" of King Song this morning, he was afraid that Jia Huan would kill him!
The emperor cannot be disgraced.
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"Hooray..."
In the solemn and solemn Imperial Palace, the left capital Yushi Qichi took more than 300 ministers to bow and bow nine times, and the mountain shouted long live, in front of the spirit of the Yongzhi Emperor, he supported the enthronement of King Yan!
According to the ritual procedure, the decree of the Empress Dowager Yang should be needed at this time. But Jia Huan has already expressed his position just now, who cares? And Qi Chi, as an important minister of the imperial court, did not expect this stubble, which just exposed a little eagerness in his heart.
No Wenchen can become a prime minister without getting excited! This is the pinnacle of the human minister! Obviously, after King Yan ascended the throne, he would definitely promote the governor of Qi to a scholar.
King Yan has no experience in governance, and his foundation in the court is completely dependent on Jia Huan's network. He has a weak temperament and is not in the right position. It will inevitably be a weak emperor. As the sole minister, the governor of Qi will have an astonishing power in three or five years. Approximately: I am tired of state affairs, Mr. Qi!
The tsunami-like sound of "long live" slowly dissipated in the Imperial Palace, and the aftermath lingered! Qi Chi suppressed the slight lan in his heart, because King Yan had not yet called the ministers to calm down, and knelt down and played: "Long live, please set the temple number of Emperor Daxing first." β
Ning Xi was wearing a white prince's suit, with filial piety, and was of medium height. The young man of his twenties was fair-skinned and weak-skinned. He hadn't recovered from this drastic transformation of identity. In his mind, at this time, he involuntarily came up with all kinds of his past.
For as long as he can remember, his mother was a concubine. His childhood was carefree. Ten years ago, in the eleventh year of Yongzhi, in the competition for the position of concubine, my mother fell out of favor in the palace. He was ten years old. After that, he and his mother lived cautiously. His temperament changed as a result.
At the end of the spring of the fifteenth year of Yongzhi, Empress Yang acquiesced in Eunuch Liu's assassination of Prince Jia, and her mother died of illness due to infection while taking care of Prince Jia. The Son of Heaven did not pursue it.
At that time, he and Brother Cheng studied under Mr. Sister Xiao treats him like a brother. The gentleman taught him knowledge, the principles of life, and forced him to exercise his body and will. Those two or three years were a wonderful time that he will never forget!
Then, in the seventeenth year of Yongzhi, he married the princess. Mr. also returned to Jinling in the south, and then went to the Western Regions, where he returned victoriously after a hundred battles. In the past three years, he has lived an ordinary and ordinary life with the princess. Until this time!
In his heart, how could he not have an opinion on his mother's death? Emperor Yongzhi's six relatives did not recognize it. On the evening of the 21st, Mr. clearly said that he wanted to avenge his blood and take the throne, and he wished him peace! This is his attitude, his position.
King Yan was woken up by Qi Chi from his contemplation, slightly embarrassed. Looking at the officials who were still kneeling in the hall, he hurriedly said: "Zhu... Bit... Aiqing is flat. When he said this, his tongue was slightly knotted. After the hundred officials got up, he said to Qi Chi: "According to what Mr. Qi said." β
Qi Chi knew that King Yan was distracted. But he had to round the field for the new emperor. Said: "Emperor Daxing worked hard in his early years, the country was peaceful and the people were safe, and the world was thriving. The country and the dynasty are overpowering the four seas. In his later years, he neglected the government, and his voice was full of dogs and horses, and the government was entrusted to the hands of traitorous ministers. The minister thought that Emperor Daxing should be the temple number: Xuanzong. β
King Yan nodded, "What Mr. Qi said is very true. "Ning Xi has no experience in governance, and even if he agrees with Qi Chi's opinion at this time, he should symbolically ask the opinions of the six scholars.
Zeng Jin, Yin Peng, Zhao Heling, Meng He, Beijing Wang, Cheng Guogong and others did not object. Quietly listen to the king's play. Qi Chi Hanlin was born, and the proposed temple number is still very suitable.
Qi Chi bowed and saluted, and said again: "Your Majesty please set the year number." β
The first reaction in Ning Xi's mind was: Yongle. When Mr. told him the history, he was deeply impressed, and Zhu Dijing, the king of Yan, was difficult to succeed, and the era name was Yongle. Of course, he couldn't use it.
Ning Xi thought for a while and said, "I'm just a shallow learner, I wish the Great Zhou Yongxing, with Yongxing as the year name, what does Mr. Qi think?" β
Qi Chi relied on King Yan for this little thing, and said, "Yes." The minister asked His Majesty to help the coffin of the first emperor to stop in the Qianqing Palace. The edict of the first emperor. Please ask the Queen Mother to announce it to the world. β
Ning Xi said: "Okay." β
Qi Chi looked at Yuan Qi, the great eunuch in the hall. Eunuch Yuan shouted, "Long live Yongxing..."
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On the morning of the 24th, the sun was shining. Jia Huan stood outside the Imperial Palace with hundreds of personal guards. Jia Huan was on the white jade pill, looking at the wide square in front of the palace in front of him. In the past years, the junior officials were outside the palace.
The situation and the voices of the temple are clearly heard here. Yang scratched his head honestly and asked, "Third Master, is this the end?" "It doesn't seem complicated to support the emperor.
Jia Huan was dressed in an aqua blue robe, carrying his hands behind his back, and stepping on the steps of the painted dragon, the sun shining on his straight, upright body. The shadow landed. The breeze caressed his face.
Jia Huan smiled slightly and said, "Big eyes, what else is going on?" Let's go! β
It's over, of course it's not over. There's still a lot to deal with. For example, the edict. Emperor Yongzhi's edict was written too well, and he would definitely not allow it. Follow the pattern of the guilty edict!
Also, Ning Xi wanted to start the procedure immediately, and Bai Qi Governor was a scholar of Dongge University. Seal the officials, reward the soldiers of the three armies, and stabilize the hearts of the people in Beijing. At the same time, in the name of the imperial court, it is necessary to announce to the world: the new emperor has ascended the throne.
Do the governors of the world approve of it? Not necessarily. Counterinsurgency is inevitable. He had already sent Jinyi Wei to Lingnan to capture the king of Chu.
Also, settle accounts after the fall! Waiting for the throne, either change into a dragon robe. We want the party to fight against differences! Once a son of heaven and a courtier.
There are many matters hanging in the balance, and Ning Xi should be very busy. He went back to meet with Governor Ning Xi and Governor Qi for a detailed discussion. But, at this time, for him, the coup d'Γ©tat that had been raised at seven o'clock on the night of the 21st was over!
After killing Emperor Yongzhi, he adopted a compromise plan to deal with the ownership of the throne. Instead of burying your head in the killing. This is complicated, cumbersome, and even a little aggrieved! One day in hand, kill all the people who bear me in the world.
However, political matters cannot be solved by killing. Meticulousness and patience are required. Governing a big country is like cooking a small offering. If you use too much force, eighty percent of them will regret it.
No matter what, he went smoothly all the way: put Brother Xi'er on the throne. The heavy stone in my heart, move away! A piece of relaxation! After everything is done in Beijing, he should go to carry the coffins for the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and senior brother to be buried, and rebuild Wendao Academy.
China's civilization is inherited from the past. For the sake of the saints, continue to learn! He won't let the academy disappear. That was the hard work of the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and senior brother.
Jia Huan walked down with his personal guards. Qian Huai Qingyi hat, followed at a brisk trot, laughing almost flatteringly, and said: "Third master, third master, where are we going now?" β
"Go home!