Chapter 737: The minister disagreed

Hundreds of officials surrounded Zhu Cihong to the gate of the Jinluan Palace, and at this time, the personnel in charge of the garrison had changed from the soldiers of the Dashun Army to the Han generals.

Looking at the familiar environment, as if the palace was breached by the rogues and the scene of his hasty escape overnight was just a dream, Zhu Cihong couldn't help but shake his head, hoping to throw those unpleasant memories out of his mind.

In an excited and excited mood, Zhu Cihong was guided by Fang Zhenghua and other eunuchs to sit on the dragon chair that symbolized supreme power.

Fang Zhenghua turned around, faced the ministers, cleared his throat, and grabbed his left hand tightly in his sleeve with his right hand in order to restrain his nervousness—in order to salute the new emperor, he had practiced for more than two hours under the guidance of the officials of the Ministry of Rites last night.

"Hundreds of officials congratulate - kneel!"

Knowing that Suo Suo's clothes were heard one after another, the civil and military officials knelt down skillfully.

Fang Zhenghua looked back at Zhu Cihong, who understood, and said according to the pre-rehearsal: "The celebration of the end of the performance is the same as the ...... of Qing."

Fang Zhenghua then sang: "Mountain call-"

The ministers raised their hands and said in unison: "Long live!" ”

At the same time as the voice of long live was shouted, the little eunuchs on both sides played drums, silk strings and other musical instruments, and melodious instrumental music sounded.

"Shanhu—"

"Hooray!"

"Again the mountain—"

"Hooray!"

At the end of the pilgrimage ceremony, Fang Zhenghua continued to sing: "Prostrate, prostrate, flat!" ”

The sound of instrumental music stopped, and the hundred officials got up one after another, and lined up according to their official positions.

Xia Nan in the crowd frowned and asked, "Is the emperor so troublesome every time he goes to court?" ”

Wen Tiren on the side replied in a low voice: "According to the "Daming Huidian", there is no need to do this on weekdays, but the sal......ute is only sung on important occasions such as the Da Dynasty Meeting and the Great Ceremony."

At this time, Zhu Cihong on the dragon chair searched around, locked on Wen Tiren, and shouted loudly: "Wen Aiqing......"

Wen Tiren hurriedly stepped out, "The minister is here." ”

"Today, we will discuss various matters such as the change of the yuan and the enthronement ceremony, and ask Wen Aiqing to preside over the overall situation."

"Obey."

Wen Tiren glanced at the civil and military officials on the left and right, and said, "The first thing the new dynasty does is to change the yuan. Do you have any opinions? ”

Changing the yuan is the name of the new emperor, representing the beginning of a new dynasty, and the symbolism is very important.

Wu Zongda, who was nearly seventy years old and a scholar of the Ministry of Rites and a scholar of Dongge University, stood up tremblingly, arched his hand to increase his forehead, and said: "The minister believes that His Majesty has ascended the throne as a prince, and this is right; Expelling thieves by force to set things right, this is martial arts, and the two are combined into one, which can be changed to the original and the right. ”

When many people heard it, although the name of Zhengwu was dull, they followed the rules and had nothing to blame, so they nodded one after another: "Very good." ”

Zhu Cihong touched it for a while, and felt that it was not bad, so he asked: "Zhong Aiqing, do you have a better proposal?" If not, then ......"

A voice interrupted him, "The minister thinks it's not good. ”

Everyone looked at Xia Nan, who was standing at the front of the military attache queue, and held their breath to see what he had to say.

Xia Nan looked around at everyone and said unhurriedly: "There is Taizu Hongwu in the front, and Wuzong Zhengde in the back, and this era name is suspected of picking up the teeth and wisdom of the predecessors, so the minister feels bad." ”

Zhu Cihong didn't see any displeasure on his face, and asked sincerely: "Then how does Xia Aiqing think it should be changed?" ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Xia Nan's eyes, and he replied: "Everyone hopes that Daming will always be prosperous and will not fall down for a long time, right?" How about calling it Yongli? ”

"Yongli?" Zhu Cihong thought about it, felt that he was not upright, and had the heart to refuse, but he didn't dare to offend Xia Nan, and after hesitating, he nodded helplessly, "This palace...... I also think it's good, do you have any opinions? ”

The officials looked at each other, but no one said a word. Most of them have the same opinion: the year name is important, and it is not important to say that it is important, and there is no need to offend Pingnanhou, who has a heavy army, for this purpose. Whether it is Zhengwu or Yongli, it is up to the emperor to decide, anyway, it is all for his own use.

Seeing that no one objected, Zhu Cihong had no choice but to say: "Since this is the case, then change the Yuan Yongli." ”

Summer Nan smiled slightly. Yongli is the name of the last emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the original owner was Zhu Youlang, the king of Gui, the last emperor was chased all the way and fled to Burma, and finally was strangled to death by Wu Sangui with a bowstring in Yunnan. The reason why Zhu Cihong was given this era name was because Xia Nan hoped that he, like King Gui, would become the last emperor of the Ming Zhu family, so as not to get in the way of his own hands and feet. Of course, only himself and Lin Weiye can understand the bad taste in this, and it is not enough for outsiders.

The next step is to discuss the time and process of the enthronement ceremony, Xia Nan has no interest in this, and lets Zhu Cihong and the people of the Ministry of Rites toss.

When it came to the highlight of personnel appointments and dismissals, Xia Nan cheered up and finally came to an interesting topic.

Zhu Cihong had just ascended to the throne and had not yet had time to cultivate his own power, so after discussing with Wen Tiren and others in advance, it was decided to properly handle the officialdom system after the turmoil, and the important positions remained unchanged for the time being, and only fine-tuned among officials below the fifth rank.

A teenager, and the dragon chair is not yet hot, so naturally there is not too much domineering side leakage. Zhu Cihong said cautiously: "Most of you Aiqing were promoted by the first emperor, I believe in my father's vision, and besides, you left your post because of thieves, not taking the initiative to resign." Therefore, if there is no special arrangement, each officer will be reinstated......"

Fortunately, because of Liu Zongmin and others' disregard and tossing of civil officials, he did not fall to the Dashun regime prematurely, and there was no stain on his body, so he had the opportunity to return to the court.

Xia Nan stood up again and said word by word: "The rest of the people are arranged by His Majesty, but there is one person, the minister does not agree!" ”

As soon as the words "the minister disagrees" came out, the faces of the hundred officials turned pale, not to mention who they were targeting, is this the tone that the courtiers should have to the emperor? If you want to shoot the military department on the spur of the moment, forget it, and slap the emperor head-on above the court, what does Pingnanhou want to do?

Zhu Cihong is a teenager after all, even if he has some scheming, but the city government is not deep enough to be able to spit on his face. He barely squeezed out a smile and asked, "Who does Xia Aiqing disagree with to be reinstated?" ”

"Yang Sichang, the secretary of the military department!" Xia Nan replied without hesitation, "This person misled the first emperor, first intended to slaughter the heroes and put the first emperor in an unrighteous place; then spent a lot of food and salary, and his subordinates fought in four corners and six corners, and spread nets on all sides, but the result was that Li Zicheng fought all the way to the capital and killed the first emperor. If this kind of self-righteous and paper-based waste remains in the position of the secretary of the military department, it will do all kinds of harm to the imperial court and no benefit. ”