Chapter 61 Appointment
The three Feixuan Zhenjun No. 2s arrived at the perfect time. The fire was already completely out of control. Although there were huge crowds of people outside, they could not rush in to rescue Feixuan Zhenjun, and they could not even stop the sparks and flames from splashing in the wind and igniting the wooden buildings everywhere. That is to say, it had just rained a few times and the air was still humid, otherwise the entire Forbidden Garden would have been set on fire.
When the three rockets were hurriedly delivered, Mu Qi immediately ordered people to place the rockets and correct their positions. At the same time, he personally replaced the head of the rocket with a solid iron shell. In order to match the fireworks effect, the rocket was originally equipped with only thin iron sheets that were easily broken. But now that the trajectory has been changed and it is used to blast open the fire scene, this kind of fragmentation bomb-like thing is very inappropriate. If the thin iron sheet breaks, it will create a vortex like a metal storm, which may directly impale Master Fei Xuan who is nowhere to be found, and turn him into an oversized hedgehog.
After determining the launch distance, Huang Gonggong, who was dawdling nearby, finally came over hesitantly:
"Prince, is this..."
He knew the power of this thing. It would certainly have no problem in setting off a fire, but if there was a slight mistake it would also have no problem in sending Master Fei Xuan up to heaven. You can't just care about the camels and not the deaths, and replace the emperor for the first time, right?
The prince looked at him domineeringly, and Eunuch Huang didn't dare to say anything.
After completing the final debugging, Mu Qi personally lit the rocket's fuse and ordered everyone to step back. Then there was a deafening roar, and a fire dragon gushed out, crashing directly into the boiling and spreading sea of fire, and blasting open space into pieces.
However, in this hasty temporary adjustment, some important parts are still difficult to change. So, under the gazes of countless shocked and terrified people, the rockets exploded with crackling sounds and colorful colors, and four big words rose slowly from the fire:
【Long Live the True Lord】
The shocked onlookers: …………
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A sign "Long Live the True Lord" hangs above the flames in the sky, which seems like a bit of crazy black humor. But probably no one can appreciate this kind of high-level humor now; seeing that the exit of the fire was finally blown open, the Jinyiwei confidants waiting outside shouted, quickly covered their mouths and noses and rushed into the fire, searching everywhere for the ruins where the flames were still extinguished, and shouting loudly for His Majesty the Emperor who was nowhere to be found.
Perhaps Master Feixuan really has some kind of destiny on him. Even Master Huode has to sigh that he is extremely difficult to kill. After several guards rushed into the east side hall and searched everywhere, they actually found traces of Zhenjun in the collapsed toilet of the side hall. Judging from various signs, the emperor probably had a sudden abdominal pain in the middle of attending Yunzi's ceremony, so he quietly left the ceremony and went to the toilet to ejaculate the inventory, thus luckily avoiding the first wave of indiscriminate barbecue. In order to absorb the stench and cover up the sound, the toilets in the palace were stored with large vats of clean water and charcoal. These things just happened to neutralize the high temperature and poisonous gas of the subsequent fire, and actually saved Zhenjun's life.
But he only managed to save his life. The guards searched for a long time in the messy toilet and finally found Master Feixuan, who was buried half-dead behind the collapsed earth wall. He was so frightened and burned by the high temperature that he was almost dying. After everyone worked together to dig out the naked emperor, Master Feixuan, who was holding on to his last breath, looked around, then tilted his head and lost consciousness.
After the emperor's death, everyone's official position was in jeopardy; but since the emperor was still alive, the next things would be much easier. The senior officials who had calmed down a little bit immediately calmed down, discussed with several eunuchs and Commander Lu of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and immediately had the emperor escorted to the safe palace in the Forbidden Garden. They also quickly sent people to rush to the Imperial Medical Bureau on horseback to capture all the imperial doctors on duty, and arranged personnel to keep an eye on the defense of the capital, trying their best to suppress the situation - "Strong grass is revealed in strong winds, and loyal ministers are revealed in turbulent times." There may not be many loyal ministers present, but everyone is now a grasshopper that cannot break free from the rope of imperial power. If they don't find a way to stabilize the current critical situation, everyone might die together!
——Let me put it this way, the last person to ascend to heaven in a fire was the Jianwen Emperor of the previous dynasty. Judging from the fate of Jianwen's former ministers, they might as well jump into the fire and die together.
After being sent to a secluded courtyard in the northwest of the Forbidden Garden, several highly respected imperial doctors finally came crawling over. Under the terrifying, blazing gazes of the big guys, the old men examined and diagnosed the disease, and finally worked hard to write a prescription and boil the medicine, which Li Zaifang drank personally.
Perhaps the injury was not serious. Only half a cup of tea after taking the medicine, Master Feixuan groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing that the emperor had woken up, the leaders who had been waiting for a long time could finally put their minds at ease, and the tears they had prepared for a long time burst out. They all fell to the ground in grief, wanting to personally demonstrate their loyalty and love in front of the emperor.
Perhaps disturbed by the crying, Master Feixuan finally slowly turned his head and called out:
“Ah, ah!”
Dear big guys who are crying with all their heart:? !
Everyone looked up blankly, and through their tearful eyes saw the emperor's eyes suddenly open wide!
Master Feixuan and Emperor Wanshou were stunned for a moment, and their faces twisted as if they were horrified and couldn't believe it. But after brewing for a long time, he could only make a few short and vague impatient calls, which were impossible to distinguish:
"Ahhh, ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!"
Not only that, when his anxiety and excitement reached its peak, the emperor's hands began to twitch and tremble, and were completely out of control. Everyone panicked and rushed forward to hold down Zhenjun's waving hands and feet, then called the imperial physician to give him another bowl of medicine. When the emperor finally calmed down, his close ministers, led by Lu Wenfu, immediately went to the imperial physician:
"What on earth is going on? Why would His Majesty be like this?!"
The imperial physician was sweating and stammering, and finally managed to come up with a perfunctory medical theory. In short, the emperor's heart was attacked by fire poison and it was difficult to overcome. It was really not something that could be driven away by ordinary medical skills. Judging from the current situation, his life was temporarily safe. As for other things...
"My medical skills are really shallow, I am afraid that I will miss the opportunity." The imperial physician said with a sad face: "Please ask the court to find another famous doctor, don't delay the important matter!"
They have already called themselves "guilty subjects", so it seems that there is really nothing that can be done. But everyone looked at each other in confusion - "seeking a famous doctor"? Are there any other famous doctors in Beijing now? If an imperial edict was to be issued to seek out the world's best doctors, it would inevitably lead to unpredictable changes: according to Da'an's custom, the court's open edict seeking medical treatment was basically a clear indication that the emperor was terminally ill and in imminent danger, and everyone should be mentally prepared in advance!
No one dared or could take on this responsibility, so even though the huge house was filled with people from all walks of life, there was silence for a moment.
And in this terrifying and eerie silence, the only person qualified to control the situation finally couldn't hold back anymore. The emperor, who had just calmed down, spoke excitedly again, waving his trembling hands desperately:
“Ahhh! Ahhhh!”
Although Master Feixuan usually had the ability to interpret people's thoughts and ask questions, at this moment no one could guess the meaning of the shouts that were so vague that they were impossible to distinguish. After a moment of silence, Li Zaifang stepped forward cautiously:
"Your Majesty, do you want to drink some water?"
Master Feixuan ignored him:
“Ahhh! Ahhhh!”
Li Zaifang was in a panic and was too confused to speak. Even the emperor's most trusted eunuch was dumbfounded and helpless at this moment.
Seeing that there was chaos all around, the Prince of Mu, who had been quietly huddled behind the boss, finally couldn't bear it any longer and squeezed out of the crowd.
Compared to the ministers who were so concerned that their emotions were almost collapsed by the ups and downs, the prince who had been watching from the sidelines quickly discovered the clue: the emperor was probably hit by the earth wall on the back of his head, causing a hematoma, and at the same time compressing the motor nerve language center, so that he lost the ability to mobilize muscles accurately; but from the specific manifestations, the problem of hematoma was not serious, Master Feixuan's thinking was still quite clear, and it should not be difficult for him to control small-scale muscle groups.
How should I put it? As the legendary King of Burning Resistance of this dynasty, Master Fei Xuan's luck is indeed a bit absurd.
With this certainty, he immediately spoke in a loud and clear voice:
"Why are you panicking? Your Majesty is still clear in his mind, but he just can't speak! Can you cry out a panacea by crying all day and night? The most urgent thing is to see what Your Majesty means!"
With a loud shout, dozens of people were stunned. The prince turned around resolutely and said in a sonorous tone:
"Your Majesty cannot speak now, but I believe you understand what I mean. I beg Your Majesty to make it clear. If you agree with what I say, please just say 'ah'; if you disagree with what I say, please say 'ah' twice, don't mess up the order."
After that, he held his breath and waited for instructions; and the emperor could not wait and quickly expressed his wishes:
"ah!"
The prince breathed a sigh of relief:
"...That's good. However, given the current situation, it seems that it is not enough to answer with only the two words 'yes' or 'no'. I would like to ask your Majesty for your advice. Can we try another method?"
"ah!"
"Then please ask Eunuch Li to bring a copy of the Three Character Classic." The prince said, "Your Majesty is well-informed and can probably remember the order of the Three Character Classic. Let's make an agreement with Your Majesty. Your Majesty, when you tap the bed with your left hand, it will be the page number of the Three Character Classic. When you tap the bed with your right hand, it will be the column number of the page number. Finally, when you tap the bed with your teeth, it will be the word number of the column number. If we follow the order in this way, you can slowly say what you want to say. What do you think?"
This is of course a very troublesome method, but what else can we ask for at this point? The emperor immediately stated:
"ah!"
The emperor finally found a way to communicate with the outside world, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. The palace was fully equipped with everything. Li Zaifang immediately went to get the imperial copy of the Three Character Classic in large characters, spread it out in front of the ministers, and respectfully asked:
"What does the Emperor want to say?"
First the left hand tapped, then the right hand, and finally the teeth chattered. Most of the people present were well-educated scholars. After just a few silent calculations, they were able to reconstruct the emperor's words:
"Li", "Ten", "True"
Li Shizhen?
Mu Qi was slightly startled, but saw Li Zaifang bowing hurriedly:
"I will send someone to rush eight hundred miles to bring Li Shizhen back immediately!"
It is still the case that the environment can educate people the most. At this time, Master Feixuan no longer bothered with the riddle of "A good rain knows when to fall", nor did he care about the face of the imperial power of asking for forgiveness first and then forgiving. It is estimated that now he would have to order people to carry Li Shizhen into the capital!
Seeing that his life was safe, Zhenjun finally breathed a sigh of relief and was able to focus on other important matters.
He knocked on the bed again:
"Learn", "judge", "rebel".
Li Zaifang immediately looked at Lu Wenfu. The emperor's most trusted foster brother took a step forward, bowed and replied:
"Your Majesty is right. Judging from the current evidence, it is Prince Yin who is plotting treason and violating the laws of heaven. I have ordered people to detain Prince Yin and his accomplices in the imperial prison, and I am about to conduct another search. But I still need your Majesty's order. Should we seal the city gates as soon as possible to cut off the news?"
There were also palace servants who escaped from Wuyi Palace, and they personally pointed out that it was some "strong man" brought by Can Yunzi who was spreading ointment everywhere and setting fire to the palace. Although the purpose was still unclear, Prince Yin, who introduced Chan Yunzi, would definitely not escape suspicion. Lu Wenfu was quick-witted and directly destroyed the rebel's lair.
Master Feixuan quickly exclaimed "Ah" to express his strong agreement. In other words, the old Taoist priest really couldn't utter a word, otherwise he would have to jump three feet high from the bed and order people to register all the rats in Prince Yin's residence and interrogate them strictly!
After briefly speaking about the strategy for dealing with the rebels, Lu Wenfu reported on the various changes in the capital after the fire in Wuyi Palace, and consulted the emperor on major matters one by one.
The regulations of this dynasty were extremely strict, and the transfer of military power was complicated and cumbersome. Without the permission of the emperor, even the emperor could not transfer a single soldier. So even though the Forbidden Garden was burning fiercely and bustlingly today, most of the troops in the capital could only stay stationed and watch from afar, and at most a few non-staff personnel were sent to barely maintain order. If we want to mobilize personnel to enforce the curfew now, Master Feixuan must personally confirm each order. After going through this process several times, the True Lord was so tired that his fingers were cramping, but he still kept grunting and nodding in approval, and was absolutely unwilling to give his subordinates the power to act at their convenience without asking for permission.
All the important officials in the court were waiting silently. Although they had some doubts in their hearts, they secretly confirmed the same fact - the current emperor was still conscious; he was still the stubborn, mean old wall lamp who regarded power as his life, and he would never change because of a fire.
...How should I put it? After such an earth-shattering event, I can still feel this familiar weirdness and viciousness, which makes me feel at ease for some reason.
After Lu Wenfu finished reporting the last matter and left honestly, a strange silence appeared in the crowded hall. If everyone was previously in a hurry to deal with the various important matters that came their way, they were in a panic and had no time to consider the follow-up. Now that the situation has stabilized a little, everyone's tense mind has loosened, and some natural thoughts have gradually surfaced:
Under the Da'an system, the imperial power cannot be vacant for a single day. Now that it is clear that the emperor is unable to perform his duties, what can the court do?
This problem must be solved, but it is obviously an unmatched super mine that will shatter anyone who touches it. Amid the awkward and strange silence, it was Elder Xia, who had come in despite being ill, who stepped forward and generously took on the responsibility.
"Your Majesty is ill, and the princes must be worried. We have sent people to the city to invite Prince Yu and Prince Jing." Xia Ge Lao panted, "However, since the emperor is unwell, someone must take care of the government for your majesty and the country of your ancestors. The Emperor Gao said before that the country always relies on the eldest son. I humbly pray that your majesty will issue an order to order Prince Yu to supervise the country and govern the country."
As soon as the word "Regent" came out, Master Feixuan's face immediately turned wooden. A gentleman cannot live without power for a day. As long as he can still speak a word, even if he is seriously ill and about to die, he must force himself to stand up and talk about the Yin and Yang of Xia Yan's ancestors for eighteen generations; he must let all the important officials in the court experience the Zhu family's art of language. It’s a pity that he couldn’t open his mouth now. No matter how many witty remarks he had, he had to keep them in his stomach. He could only glare at Lord Xia.
Lord Xia lowered his brows and looked submissive, his expression not wavering at all. He was already about to retire, so of course he was not afraid of the madness of a sick emperor. Besides, he said this out of selfishness, he just wanted to fight for your Zhu family again for the sake of these few decades of salary - the imperial power was vacant and the government was in disorder, did he really think that no one would take advantage of the situation? Don't forget, Emperor Jingtai was deprived of power by the Emperor when he was seriously ill!
Your Majesty, you don't want to be wiped out by others, do you?
There was no choice at this point. After all, Prince Yu was weak and kind, so he would not try to seize power right away. In the face of such a major event, Master Fei Xuan still had some sense, and did not dare to follow his grandson's example and set up a clan. Although his eyes rolled back with anger, he still let out a short "ah" and agreed to this unavoidable move.
However, after this forced concession, a fierce counterattack came swiftly; the emperor took a long breath, then tapped his fingers vigorously, crackling like raindrops, and began to output frantically at the speed of telegraphing -
The first was a huge change in the system. Master Fei Xuan was shocked and angry and quickly set up a defense line, and would never allow his son to touch the bottom line of the imperial power:
"Military and national affairs must still be carried out in accordance with my instructions; the cabinet must present them to me."
This is to seize the decision-making power of major affairs; then start to mobilize personnel:
"Xia Yan is ill, Yan Fenyi will temporarily take over his duties."
Prince Yu was close to the Qingliu and distant from the Yan party. Only by supporting Yan Fenyi to secure his position as the Prime Minister could he barely check and balance his beloved son.
Of course, it is true that Lord Xia is seriously ill, but he should have declined three times and asked for face to be retained in order to save his life. Now he points it out directly and mercilessly, which may be intended as a private revenge. But Lord Xia was well prepared, so it didn't matter to him now. He just closed his eyes and took a rest. Only Yan Fenyi was caught off guard. He almost trembled with excitement after hearing Li Zaifang read out the imperial edict. He originally thought that after the incident with the Heavenly Book, he would never have a chance to become the head of the cabinet. Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, his wish came true and the throne of the Prime Minister actually fell from the sky!
Damn it, I have to pay huge tribute to the legendary alchemist Shen Yunzi!
The Fire Star Lord is so great! All his hard work was worth it, as this huge wealth finally came to Yan Fenyi!
Without saying a word, Yan Fenyi immediately knelt down to express his gratitude and loyalty, and completed the entire process of the dust-raising dance and weeping bitterly in three seconds. Then he stood up quickly and shut up quickly. The whole set of small combos was as smooth as flowing water, and did not delay the important matter at all - while his fingers did not cramp, the emperor still had to knock out two more edicts.
It is obvious that the personnel appointments that Feixuan Zhenjun has squeezed out after racking his brains are all his closest and most trusted confidants. They are also the last layer of guarantee for the imperial power and the real trump cards accumulated over many years. After appointing Yan Ge Lao as the Prime Minister to be involved in government affairs, the Emperor ordered Lu Wenfu to be in charge of the imperial guards and to have full authority to investigate Yin Wang's rebellion, temporarily taking control of the defense of the capital. He then expanded the authority of the East Factory and asked Huang Shanggang, his close follower since childhood, to mobilize all personnel to monitor everything and guard against any unusual movements. Then - then, with a burning gaze, he walked back and forth among the crowd and tapped his fingers again.
Li Zaifang had become very proficient at it. After flipping through a few pages, he translated it aloud:
"'wood', 'its', 'palm', 'machine', 'book'——"
He read it through and suddenly opened his eyes wide:
"Mu Qi is in charge of the machine?!"
——To be honest, even though there were many major events today, this sentence was definitely the most influential one among the many stimulations. The civil and military officials who were almost numb took a breath of cold air at the same time, and almost instantly turned their heads and stared at the equally confused Prince Mu Guogong from 360 degrees:
——Ah, let this kind of person be in charge of confidential matters?
...How should I put it? If we had not tasted that familiar vicious and sarcastic tone in the series of imperial edicts, we would have really thought that the emperor had gone insane after being hit by the earth wall. Even if we put aside the various crazy, hallucinogenic and bizarre behaviors of Prince Mu of Duke Mu (although these impressive qualities are indeed hard to put aside), this man is only eighteen years old! ——Letting the sons of nobles who are only 17 or 18 years old take charge of the confidential government affairs of the imperial court, are they crazy, or is this world crazy? !
Well, they also knew that after suffering a series of heavy blows, the emperor's mind had become extremely fragile and he urgently needed to draw a sense of security from personnel appointments. The Prince of Duke Mu is undoubtedly one of the best sources of this sense of security - since ancient times, there has been no greater merit than saving the emperor. Regardless of all the past affections and loyalty, just to fulfill his enormous merit of saving the emperor, the Prince must preserve the power of Master Feixuan.
At least at this moment, the interests of the prince of Duke Mu are highly consistent with the interests of the emperor. Expanding the power of the prince is equal to expanding the power of the emperor, so the emperor will definitely tear off his face and reward and promote the prince regardless of everything, and try his best to build a reliable line of defense in the cabinet.
But no matter what, isn’t “Handheld Game Console” too much? !
The court’s language was very particular. Generally speaking, if one is "in charge of confidential matters", one will be qualified to participate in confidential meetings, but can basically only listen in and is not allowed to speak without reason; if one goes one level higher and becomes "pre-confidential affairs", one will have the power to speak at meetings and even draft bills; and if one goes even further and becomes "in charge of confidential matters" or "in charge of the key matters", one can set the agenda for meetings, change bills at any time, and make reports to the emperor in person - in short, the authority is basically equivalent to that of the chief minister of the cabinet or the seal holder of the Imperial Household Department, and one is the top of the top in the entire bureaucratic system, a coveted position that countless civil servants have been climbing for their entire lives to never reach.
And now, this unattainable desirability fell from the sky, and was actually picked up by a neurotic lunatic!
The shock at that moment was so indescribable that even the experienced ministers showed rare gaffes and stared at Mu Qi with wide eyes. Among the many old men who lost their composure, the expression of Elder Yan, who had just expressed his gratitude with ecstasy, was the most bizarre, distorted, and even difficult to control - perhaps the contrast in such a short period of time was too drastic, and the joy just now turned into horror and rage in an instant; and the fierce stimulation from heaven and earth was so surging that it directly shattered Elder Yan's heart of Taoism!
Before I licked the emperor, I had to swallow my anger and share power with others. Now that I have finally succeeded in licking the emperor, I have to swallow my anger and share power with others. Then, wasn’t all my licking in vain? !
No, no, no, if you think about it carefully, it's not in vain; the one who shared power before was a shrewd and hardworking person like Xu Shaohu, but the one who shares power now is just a lunatic with a weird cultural level close to zero - when you think about it this way, isn't it that the more you mess around, the worse you get? !
——Oh my God! A fellow of this rank, a lunatic of this kind, can actually be compared with me!
Where is justice? What’s the bottom line? Where is justice?
At that moment, the defenseless Yan Ge Lao was filled with grief and indignation. He could not help but recall the horror of being knocked flying by the prince, and the humiliation of being forced to share power.
Unfortunately, the emperor has now clearly entered a semi-crazy stress state, and will explode like a landmine if touched. Anyone who dares to oppose will be punished by heaven. So no matter how excited he is, the old man cannot utter a word. He can only glare at the villain who is lucky enough to get in, venting his anger as a senior official at him!
We all climbed up through writing, elixirs, and hard work. Why can't ten years of hard work be compared to a momentary luck like you, a lunatic? !
Get out of Da'an Dynasty, you cheater! !
This righteous anger was so sharp and intimidating that it made the still dazed Mu Qi shrink slightly. But he reacted quickly and realized that this decree was determined not to be changed, and it seemed to be of great benefit to his own plan, so he could not give in easily. So he made up his mind, straightened his body immediately, and glared back:
What is the outdated old Deng ghost called? Are you a closed-minded flatterer like you worthy enough to compete with me?
After holding off Yan Fenyi, the prince glanced left and right again, his expression calm and his gaze equally scorching, and he would not allow any of the ministers in the hall to show the slightest sign of abnormality.
Before the old Taoist priest issued the decree, you called me "Dian Gong" and I didn't argue with you; now that the old Taoist priest has issued an order to let me take charge of the secrets, what should you call me?
Facts have proved that political struggles rely on momentum. There were bullying groups present who took advantage of the young prince and were murmuring in private about wanting to kill him; but after being swept back and forth by such a sharp gaze, they basically stopped.
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Without even a moment's mourning over the humiliation of their important ministers, everyone immediately looked towards the prince who was thanking them respectfully.
When the autumn wind blows, we know that the grass and trees will fall. Everyone present probably wanted to get a glimpse of the emperor's intentions from this appointment. But the emperor just hummed vaguely and half closed his eyes sleepily. It had been a turbulent day, and Zhenjun had put in a lot of effort to arrange everything, but now he was a little overwhelmed.
The prince said nothing, bowed, and then returned to his original position, standing behind with his hands behind his back. Li Zaifang quickly asked someone to copy the emperor's instructions. The hall was silent for a while, with only the rustling sound of writing.
Seeing that the big thing was finally accomplished and the situation was gradually becoming stable, the important officials who had been waiting for half a day quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not dare to speak out loud, they were secretly moving their legs and feet that were numb after standing for a long time. Only the leader of Yan Ge, who had just been pushed back, was unwilling to give up. He quietly took a step back and whispered to Ouyang Jin, the Left Censor-in-Chief who was also a member of the Yan Party:
"This young boy is able to hold such power. I think the cabinet will be in chaos!"
Ouyang Jin had only recently been promoted to the capital, and probably had not seen the power of the Prince of Mu, so he instinctively spoke out to comfort him:
"You are worrying too much. How can a young boy like me understand the government? The cabinet must still respect you, and we will follow your lead."
Lord Yan snorted and felt relieved. To be honest, he was just so overwhelmed by Mu Qi's almost soaring speed that he overreacted for a moment. But if you think about it carefully, there is really no need to worry. Can the cabinet manage government affairs and the royal court struggles be accomplished by acting like a tantrum and creating trouble everywhere? How can a mere kid with no foundation, govern and seize power? As long as we let him enter the cabinet and do his job according to the rules, there will be no doubt that we won’t be able to control him.
Li Zaifang dictated and Huang Shanggang wrote the decree in an instant, which was then given to the important ministers for review. The matter had been decided, and the others had no objection. Only the Prince of Mu took a look and suddenly said:
"According to the regulations of Emperor Taizong Wen, should such a major event require an imperial edict drafted by the Imperial Academy?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly. It was indeed the rule of Emperor Taizong that the Hanlin Academy drafted the imperial edict after the cabinet drafted it. However, the regulations have been relaxed in recent years and ordinary imperial edicts can be written by just someone. But on normal days, no one would mention the matter, but at such a sensitive and highly tense moment, no one would dare to make the slightest mistake in the procedure!
Some things are not worth two taels if they are not weighed, and they cannot be weighed even a thousand pounds if they are weighed; if the legitimacy of the edict is questioned in the future, everyone present will be in trouble.
Li Zaifang certainly didn't dare to refuse, but she felt a little embarrassed:
"The Hanlin Academy is too far away. It will take at least two hours to get there..."
Now is a critical moment, how can we afford to delay for two hours? Besides, the situation was so chaotic just now that the Forbidden Garden had been sealed off inside and outside. How could anyone get in?
"Oh, that's okay." The prince said calmly, "There happens to be a Hanlin waiting in the Forbidden Garden. It's Zhang Taiyue, who was just appointed as the editor of the Hanlin Academy by His Majesty a few days ago."
Li Zaifang: …………
"Wait, this guy is just a newly minted scholar, right?!"
Let’s not talk about how Zhang Taiyue got into the Forbidden Garden inexplicably; according to convention, a Hanlin Academy scholar who is qualified to draft imperial edicts must have at least ten years of experience. You let a newly-minted Jinshi do this?
It's fine if you can ascend to heaven yourself, but you also want to make your family members ascend to heaven as well?
"Of course, ordinary newly-appointed scholars cannot do this." The prince smiled and said, "But didn't His Majesty issue an edict a few days ago, granting the editors the title of 'Quanzhi Zhigao', which allows them to draft imperial edicts?"
——Sister, did you think about it? Zhenjun has already blocked the bug!
The prince paused for a moment and then said:
"Of course, if you don't have any other choice, I will follow your orders."
Li Zaifang was speechless. What do you mean by “no other candidate”? If other candidates were really proposed, then if there was any mistake in the imperial edict, Eunuch Li would have to bear all the responsibility. As a time-tested non-stick pan, Eunuch Li made a quick decision:
"Then everything will be subject to the prince's arrangements."
What's the point of ascending to heaven or not, even if the prince used his magical powers to pull Zhang Taiyue directly into the cabinet, what does it have to do with him, a eunuch? Anyway, Lord Yan is there to worry about it!
He turned his head and immediately ordered someone to go out with a badge and quickly summon Zhang Taiyue to see him.
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Elder Yan and Ouyang Jin, who had to worry about it, were watching the whole process. Seeing that the prince had easily obtained the important power of drafting imperial edicts with just a few words, the two accomplices looked at each other, gasped in surprise, and realized that they had made a big mistake:
Damn it, if this guy is really allowed to use his power, I’m afraid that the whole cabinet will have to be named Mu in the future!
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