"The cock has crowed, the morning is full; the east is bright, the morning is prosperous."
The cockcrow time is the fifth watch, which is between three and five o'clock.
The current dynasty stipulated that the palace gates would be opened at a quarter to five, and the emperor would hold his morning court at five o'clock. Officials had to arrive at the palace gates before five o'clock.
Therefore, Song Jinxiu had to get up at five in the morning and travel at night to go to court today.
The first time she went to court, Song Jinxiu was very excited.
There was a dim lantern in front of the green-shed carriage. Walking on the official road with the sound of "da da da", Song Jinxiu nestled comfortably in the soft carriage, not feeling sleepy at all.
Su Chuan was sitting on the shaft of the carriage in a tight suit, while Li Cheng was pulling the carriage.
Yingchun sat in the carriage, holding her black hat in her hands, very excited.
Song Jinxiu glanced at the morning star in the night sky.
The morning star is Venus.
Venus is called Taibai or Venus here. When it appears in the east in the morning, it is called Qiming, and when it appears in the west in the evening, it is called Changgeng.
Since reading "The Steps to the Moon", not only has her knowledge of Chinese increased dramatically, but she has also made some progress in astrology.
Take Taibai Jinxing as an example. From the perspective of astrology, Taibai Jinxing is the master of killing.
If it appears in white or at a special time and area, it is considered a symbol of "change", foreshadowing war and killing.
Therefore, its unusual movements are often interpreted as a precursor to war or political unrest.
However, today's Venus is quite satisfactory, bright and mild. It indicates that today is a good weather.
Song Jinxiu was in a good mood. She smiled and teased Yingchun: "I am your master, an official now. Are you very happy?"
Yingchun nodded, "Yes, my friend, I suddenly feel that my gauze skirt does not look good."
Song Jinxiu was stunned. "Not good-looking? It's quite good-looking? Are you dissatisfied with the color or the style?"
"I want something like Su Chuan, neat and tidy, so that I can look good following someone."
"Well, I also think it's not good-looking. The man is wearing official uniform, and you are wearing women's clothes. You are sitting in the carriage. You look like the concubine kept by our man." Su Chuan, who usually doesn't like to laugh, suddenly said.
"Hahaha……"
Song Jinxiu smiled heartily.
These two maids of hers are really a pair of funny people. What kind of nonsense are they thinking about?
The clear, hearty laughter immediately attracted the attention of several carriages in front and behind.
In the carriage ahead sat Chenpi, the Marquis of Yang. The little girl's hearty laughter made Chenpi wave his hand in disgust and tell the driver, "Go faster."
I don't like Song Jinxiu, and I don't like anyone related to Su Mo.
Before, I wanted to ask her a difficult question to embarrass her, but I didn't expect that it would help her.
I don’t know what the emperor was thinking, letting a little girl become an official? Aren't you afraid that it will get out and be laughed at?
놛 and Duke Dingguo were childhood friends, and he was also his little follower.
Duke Dingguo was a hereditary title. He led an army of 100,000 men from the Su family and married a princess, making him very powerful.
The 놛놂Yanghou Mansion was hereditary for three generations, and after three generations, the title was downgraded and inherited. 놛's generation was the third generation.
This means that 놛's son will be demoted to inherit the title. Each subsequent inheritance will reduce the rank of the title by one level.
If this continues, the Marquis of Yang Mansion will sooner or later become a commoner.
Moreover, the title of Marquis of Dongyang was a nominal one, because he married the sister of the Minister of War Zhou Kunran, and was also related to the old Duke Dingguo by marriage.
After several rounds of negotiations, he finally won the position of Street Division Chief.
The so-called Street Bureau is the department responsible for urban road construction, greening, cleaning, and clearing illegal road occupations.
That is the modern Environmental Sanitation Department of the Urban Management Bureau.
Come to work every day and work hard. Only in this way can the emperor still remember Marquis of 놋놛놂yang.
But the Dingguo Mansion is different. It has fiefdoms and fiefdoms, as well as the confidence of the 100,000-strong Su family army.
She was envious and jealous of the power of Duke Dingguo's Mansion.
My ancestors all rose to prominence through military exploits, so why are they now in such a state of disgrace?
Yes, because there is no military power.
Therefore, Dong Qian planned to let his second son marry the daughter of Duke Dingguo for the sake of military power.
It was also because the superiors could not bear to see the glory of the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, so they caused him to die young, leaving behind a six-year-old child to inherit the title.
At the age of six, he can inherit the title, but how can he lead an army?
So the opportunity came.
If the son is not good enough, why not the son-in-law?
The only son-in-law of Duke Dingguo was Chen Shigui, the second son of Duke Dingguo.
So he sent his second son into the Su family army without hesitation.
Unfortunately, the daughter of Duke Dingguo and her own daughter-in-law was short-lived. An accident occurred during childbirth, resulting in two deaths.
The death of her daughter-in-law made Princess Enyi suspicious. She no longer trusted Gui'er and even sent more than a dozen of her trusted men to join the Su family army.
It was the darkness before dawn.
Chenpi made a wish to Taibai Jinxing, wishing that his son would succeed and get what he wanted.
but,
It has been two months since I last received a letter from my son Chen Shigui. The people sent to the Su family army to gather information also never returned.
There is always a bad feeling in my heart. Do you suspect that something has happened to your son?
Two months ago, my son wrote to me saying that Su Mo would be buried in the desert. But after so long, there is no news of Su Mo's death. 놛's subordinate Yiming even became a general.
Su Mo is still alive, this is the worst news.
놛I am in a bad mood and hate everything bright and vivid, including laughter.
"Go faster, go faster." 놛 urged repeatedly.
The carriage in front galloped away. However, a carriage behind quickened its pace and caught up.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Lu Qiaoshou, the Minister of Works, poked his head out and said, "Song Xiaoyou, aren't you going to the Imperial College today? Why are you going to the palace now?"
Song Jinxiu cupped her hands to him and said in a clear voice: "The emperor asked me to go to court today."
"Hahaha, ok, let's do it together."
The Minister of Works was amused by her energetic appearance. He asked the carriage to move faster and walked in front of Song Jinxiu's carriage.
They walked one in front and one behind to make the way free for those who were in a hurry.
When we arrived at the palace gate, people were already waiting there.
Today was a small court meeting, and Lu Qiaoshou told her: "You are a doctor, and you have to stand behind the Minister of Rites when you go to court later."
Participants in the meeting came from various departments and had different ranks, so they had to sit in designated positions during the meeting. This was called "chaoban", which means the shift for attending the meeting.
The reason why Song Jinxiu stood behind the Minister of Rites was because the Imperial College was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites.
The Minister of Rites was a man in his thirties, of medium build and gentle and elegant.
Song Jinxiu's eyes lit up. This was the youngest civil servant she had ever met.
Those who could come to court every day were all of high rank or above, and those who could get to high rank were not young.
She didn't see any of the young talents she had seen in TV dramas before, and even the military commanders were all old men in their fifties.
It was Song Jinxiu’s first official court appearance, and everything was new to her.
The emperor sat high in the throne room, sitting upright, looking at the little guy among a group of old men, and couldn't help but twitching his lips.
The child was too small. If she hadn't sat up high and looked carefully, she would not have been found.
Everyone else stood properly with their heads down, but she looked around, standing on tiptoe from time to time to look around.
Song Jinxiu was also depressed. There were people surrounding her from all sides. She felt like a little toad trapped in a well. She wanted to see if the emperor had arrived, but she couldn't see him.
Unable to see from above, Song Jinxiu had to bend down and look out through the gaps between the people.
She squatted down and pretended to tie her shoelaces. Through the gap, she just happened to stare into the eyes of the emperor.
Song Jinxiu grinned immediately, waved to the emperor and went to work. Tell her you're not late.
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