Chapter 292 Three days later, the altar was opened and you and others
Above the imperial palace hall, many civil servants and military generals stared directly at a pillar of the hall.
A chair was placed over there, and Li Ji sat on it.
He held a teacup in his hand, pressed it with the lid, and blew gently on the surface of the cup to take away the heat.
Behind Li Ji, Guan Goudou and Zhu Laoba stood on the left and right, like two door gods.
Above the palace, many ministers are standing. Who has the right to sit down?
Not to mention such a relaxed and carefree look.
If someone else dares to do this, some civil servants will point their noses at him and scold him for being "daring". If he doesn't take His Majesty the Emperor seriously, he will be dragged out and beaten with a cane.
But who dares to say this to Li Ji?
Regardless of his status as an imperial uncle, and the five thousand cavalry still surrounding Kyoto, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty felt that they should shut up and stop talking nonsense.
The young emperor Li Rongxuan sat high on the Jinxuan Dragon Seat, with the old eunuch standing beside him.
He looked around at the civil and military ministers who looked as if they were dead, and a cheerful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Everyone, why don't you talk about political affairs today? In the past, I listened to your love Your Majesty is discussing important matters. My beloved ministers are not talking today, and it seems that I am very lonely in the court."
My ministers are not talking, they just feel that the little emperor Daliang is becoming more and more good at yin and yang.
Li Rongxuan then smiled with satisfaction.
In the past, these courtiers had many "opinions" in the court, but today they were frustrated, and Li Rongxuan felt very happy.
"The ministers just didn't know how to admonish the disrespectful person so they didn't speak up."
Suddenly, a vicissitudes of male voice came from outside the court. Li Jizai turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the imperial hall. , I saw an old man entering with his head held high, followed by many accompanying officials.
He is thin and has gray hair. He is wearing brocade sleeves that the great Confucian Chang Xi would like. His eyes are bright and his waist is very straight. It seems that the waves, wind and rain are facing him, but they can't bend him.
After entering the main hall, the old man glared at Li Ji.
This made Zhu Laoba feel unhappy:
"Who is this old man?"
"The left prime minister of Kyoto, Duan Bo." Li Ji introduced: "He is a rotten scholar with good skills. He just has an old brain, and he can smell the smell of rotten wood even from a long distance away, so he doesn’t want to deal with me.”
Duan Bo walked to where the civil servant was and bowed in the direction of Li Rongxuan:
“ Your Majesty, Duan Bo, has met.”
Then he put his hands behind his back and looked at Li Ji coldly:
"Your Majesty, no one can sit in the court except Your Majesty. You are really breaking the rules."
“The rules?”
Li Ji placed the tea cup on the small table next to him and crossed his legs directly:
“I used to wear crotchless clothes with his father. When we were running around in the yard, no one shouted any rules to us. How come after so many years, someone comes out and shouts the rules?”
"Today is different from the past. Your Majesty's father has not ascended the throne. The two are brothers, and brothers and sisters respect each other. This is a good thing. But now that Your Majesty is the emperor, the monarch and his ministers should be in front of relatives and friends. Only in this way can we govern impartially and not be affected by blood. He was trapped and did some ridiculous things."
Duan Bo said one thing after another, which made Li Ji sneer:
"You are quite interesting. Rules overwhelm me, why don’t you kneel to my nephew? There are differences between kings and ministers. Isn’t it right to just bow?”
Duan Bo held up his chest:
“I am the Prime Minister Zuo. The founding emperor set a rule that the ministers should not bow to you when they meet. This is also a rule that I cannot break."
Li Ji glanced at Duan Bo:
"Shit Wall."
"You!" Duan Bo's face changed slightly, but he quickly suppressed it: "I hope His Highness will repair his mouth more." Virtue."
Li Ji continued to serve tea and drink water, with no intention of getting up.
Duan Boben wanted to continue bickering with Li Ji, but was directly interrupted by the old eunuch above:
"Prime Minister Zuo, didn't Prime Minister Right say he would come with you today? Where has he gone?"
"Prime Minister Right said he is ill and will probably have to rest for two more days." Duan Bo said.
"It seems that my right prime minister is not in good health recently. He has not been in court for several days."
Li Rongxuan said, unable to hide the yin and yang in his words. The ministers were not surprised.
The relationship between the little emperor and the left and right prime ministers has never been very good. Nowadays, most of the major events in the dynasty are controlled by these two prime ministers. The little emperor can't get a word in at all on weekdays.
Now that I finally have a chance to breathe, I naturally want to take this opportunity to bite back.
"I will rest and recover." Duan Bo said: "Your Majesty, there are more important things today, and you should not discuss the Prime Minister."
"My dear, please speak, I want to listen. Listen, what else is important for you?”
“Of course it’s that Taoist priest.” Duan Bolang said, “If you don’t, the savages from the world will break the rules of the world by entering our capital. Killing him will definitely cause chaos in our Liang Dynasty!"
After saying this, he glared at Li Ji.
Guan Gou Dou stood in front of Li Ji, his paws glowing slightly.
But he was pulled by Li Ji.
"Mighty King."
Guangou Dou asked Li Ji with his eyes.
“It doesn’t matter, you withdraw first.”
After watching the dog fight, he honestly retreated.
Li Ji stared at Duan Bo with squinted eyes.
Not quite right.
This old man is pedantic, dull, and has a dull mind, but he is by no means stupid.
He rarely leaves any excuses for his actions. He must have a purpose when he jumps out and screams today.
The Prime Minister on the right was nowhere to be seen, and the Prime Minister on the Left jumped in front to attract attention... Could he be doing some tricks behind his back?
Li Ji had just thought about it when he suddenly saw a clerk running in from the door.
After he arrived at the main hall, he knelt down directly on the spot. He even slid forward a few meters because he rushed too hard, and then banged his head on the ground and was knocked by everyone in the court. A loud head.
Hitting his forehead directly attracted everyone's attention. After kowtowing, the clerk hurriedly raised his head and said:
"My lords, , something bad happened!”
"Say." Li Rongxuan said.
The young official swallowed his saliva and said:
"Zuo Chen, Taoist Master Zuo, just went to the hermitage of the Immortal, and used a magical method to move the entire Immortal away!"
< br>Hearing what the junior official said, most of the officials' faces immediately turned ugly:
"Where are the people inside? There should be someone in Changxian Palace today..."
Hearing this, the clerk's face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly:
"The young men who gathered in Changxianli today...were all moved away by the Taoist priest..."
< br>There was a deathly silence in the court.
Many officials looked as if they had eaten shit and swallowed shit, as ugly as food.
Li Ji couldn't help but smile.
He has to be a Taoist priest.
......
Zuo Chen took Caiyi out for a whole day.
After cleaning up the yard in the morning, Zuo Chen and Cai Yi wandered aimlessly, ate some snacks and tasted some delicious food, and then ran to the Liyuan to listen to a cross talk and watch two figures, one fat and one thin. The teacher came on stage to perform and told anecdotes about a man named Zeng who became one with a female ghost.
The fat one is a flattering one, and the thin one is a funny one. One of them imitates Mr. Zeng, and the other imitates the female ghost. What they say is quite witty and interesting.
After listening to the two people telling stories, Zuo Chen also left a few more taels of silver, which he regarded as a tip, before leaving with Caiyi and wandering towards Yaochi Tower.
When I returned upstairs, I happened to catch dinner.
Some delicious fat fish were newly caught by fishing boats in the surrounding lakes and sent to the back kitchen of Yaochi House for the chef to process. After removing the fish scales and internal organs, they added more onions, ginger and garlic and stewed a pot of milky white fish. He added some mutton to the soup and made a fish and mutton dish and served it to Zuo Chen.
Zuo Chen tasted a spoonful of it first, and it was delicious. Then he took a big spoon and made a full bowl, drinking it happily.
Halfway through the bowl of soup, there was suddenly the sound of heavy footsteps outside the door.
Yo, someone is coming.
Zuo Chen didn't stop drinking the soup at all. He didn't put the bowl down until a pile of hemp poles were squeezed in outside the door, and looked at them with a faint smile.
The visitors are all elderly people, wearing official uniforms, looking serious and old-fashioned.
You can tell at a glance that they are famous powerful officials in Kyoto.
The dozen or so boys I arrested today are somewhat similar to these old men.
It must be an elder in the family.
Isn’t this a kind of beating of a young child to an old one?
It’s just that none of these old people had any intention of arguing with Zuo Chen. Both of them had bitter faces, and no one dared to speak first.
Seeing that this group of people couldn't hold it in for a long time, Zuo Chen was not in a hurry and just drank the soup slowly.
In the end, an old man couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and approached Zuo Chen cautiously:
"Taoist priest, my surname is Chang. I am from the Chang family in Kyoto. There is a boy in my family who offended the Taoist priest for some reason today and asked you to arrest him."
"Oh, that's what I said. How can it be captured?"
Zuo Chen put down the soup bowl and looked at the group of officials in front of him with a smile:
"In fact, the main reason why I invite you young masters to come here is to meet you. .
“Since I arrived in Beijing, I wanted to take time to meet the nobles. Unfortunately, the nobles were too scattered. It took too long to visit them one by one. I had no choice but to do so. Being able to come up with this strategy, I gathered everyone here. ”
"Then... do you have anything to do with us?"
"It's not a big deal." Zuo Chen said: "Do you know who the noble person in your noble clan is?"
"Ah?" The old man murmured on his lips: "This... I don't know either..."
"I don't know?"
"I really... I really don't know." The old man With a sad face: "Maybe it's the general? Maybe it's the prime ministers? Maybe it's the grand duke? I'm just a third-rank official, I don't dare to talk nonsense."
"That's all." Zuo Chen waved his hands as if tired: "Since you don't want to say it, then forget it."
The officials breathed a visible sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Chen immediately added:
"In three days, I will set up an altar in the center of Kyoto. At that time, I will clean up one by one those who were involved in harming the capital.
"In these three days, you can prepare yourself, whether it is to escape from Kyoto or to find a way to deal with me. I don't care.
"After my opening ceremony is over, all previous grievances will be wiped out. Unless you violate taboos and kill people again, I will not hold on to the past anymore."
"This..."
After hearing this, the officials widened their eyes and were at a loss. The one who just asked the question was even more urgent:
"Taoist priest, can't we discuss it further?"
< br>Hearing this, Zuo Chen showed a slight smile on his face.
He stood up and looked around at the ministers:
“This is not a discussion.
“This is a notice. ”
(End of this chapter)