He simply wanted to use the auspicious signs to prove that he was the emperor chosen by heaven, so as to clear himself of any involvement and minimize the power of Zhao Sheng's article.
As for "auspiciousness"?
It's nothing more than the routine of books hidden in a fish's belly, wild foxes howling at night, and "rare treasures" coming into the world.
It's just pure deception.
Still want to hide it from their eyes?
hehe.
When the time comes, I will expose your people in front of the people of Jingzhou, and see how you can step down!
This time, it will definitely go down in history!
The ministers already had their own plans in mind.
Then they communicated briefly with their eyes or gestures, and reached a consensus.
This matter is absurd, and they must stop it with a clear attitude to make their presence felt.
However, the empress found a very good excuse, it was a dream from an immortal.
They couldn't stop it for fear of offending the ghosts and gods.
So, since we can't discuss the matter based on the facts, we can only discuss the person based on the facts.
After all, the empress has too many black spots.
As usual, it's time to send out pawns from different factions to boost their reputation.
These pawns all have one thing in common.
Low official rank.
But they dare to criticize, not afraid of being punished, not even afraid of death.
These are microphones specially raised by various factions.
"Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate. Now is not the time to offer sacrifices to the heavens!"
A thin imperial censor stepped forward and advised Yan Jiaoran, "This year has been a turbulent one. First, there was a severe drought that stretched across six prefectures, and then an epidemic broke out."
"I believe that your Majesty's actions in recent years have angered the heavens, and that is why they have sent down this calamity and summoned your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty should have bathed and burned incense for seven days, fasted for forty-nine days, and made sufficient preparations to demonstrate your sincerity. How could you act so hastily?"
"Hastefully offering sacrifices to Heaven will not demonstrate your Majesty's sincerity, but will only anger Heaven and bring about more disasters!"
"Your Excellency's words make sense!" Another imperial censor stood up.
"Your Majesty, I believe, should first issue an edict to repent and appease the people's grievances, then work hard to govern the country. When the Great Zhou is at peace and the people are at peace, then you can offer sacrifices to heaven."
"Otherwise, it will only waste people's energy and increase their burden!"
“…”
One after another, they filed out.
A lot of excuses were listed, from Yan Jiaoran's moral level, from the national economy and people's livelihood, to the etiquette and legal system. In short, it is not appropriate now and it is not a good time to offer sacrifices to the heaven.
It’s not that we don’t allow you to offer sacrifices to heaven, but you are not qualified to do so.
The timing is not right. If you insist on having your own way and force the sacrifice to heaven, something will definitely go wrong.
If at that time, your tricks are exposed, and you lose face and damage the national dignity, don't blame them, your subjects, for not reminding you.
The civil servants chattered incessantly, giving advice and suggestions, hoping to gain some reputation.
They expected that Yan Jiaoran would definitely go against the majority's opinion and force the sacrifice to heaven.
However, Yan Jiaoran frowned, her eyes were deep, and she seemed to be lost in thought.
The officials waited for a long time but did not hear Yan Jiaoran's voice, and they were stunned.
No way?
Persuaded to go back?
Your Majesty, this is not your style!
Just when they were regretting that their advice was too flawless and thus lost a reputation that would last forever.
Yan Jiaoran suddenly spoke and said coldly.
"The immortal's orders must not be disobeyed, otherwise more disasters will befall. Three days later, sacrifice to the heavens will be held in the eastern suburbs!"
The words fell.
He didn't even go through the process and turned around and left the Tai Chi Hall.
All the officials looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
Only Yang Yingguang frowned, feeling something was wrong.
Three days later, it seemed that the weekly newspaper would be published.
Isn't that a bit too coincidental?
His eyelids twitched even more violently.
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