Chapter 75
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There was chaos in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, but Shang Shu Yuan Jiuding went to the Qinzheng Palace to discuss politics. Ning Shilang, who was sitting in the hall, did not dare to take the lead in such matters, and was so anxious that he calmed down after a full quarter of an hour and sent someone Going out the back door, I went to Qinzheng Hall to find Yuan Shangshu, and forced a small official to go out and ask: The emperor was not honest and thought about it behind closed doors at home, what did he come to the Ministry of Rites for?
The little official came out with awe-inspiring righteousness, and ran back after a while, whispering a few words to Ning Shilang, Ning Shilang was furious, and called the chief lord Shilangzhong, scolding his head and covering his face, and Langzhong apologized with a red face, and finally asked the question again. He threw it back: "Master Ning, speak up, and your subordinates will follow suit."
Ning Shilang was so choked that he couldn't speak. Waiting outside the door was the first deposed emperor since the Great Chu Dingding. There was no precedent for how he should be treated. The most important thing was that no one knew the real intentions of the court. It may be a felony to be good or bad to the Emperor.
The only thing Ning Shilang can do is to continue to scold the Lord Shilangzhong: Since he knew there was such a trouble, why didn't he report it earlier?
Lang Zhong still insisted on admitting his mistakes and apologizing, and when his boss's anger was weakening, he reminded carefully: "Your Excellency may not have noticed that this matter was already mentioned in the official document submitted by my subordinate yesterday, and Marquis Juan was only awarded yesterday. It always takes time to do that.”
Ning Shilang was choked again, and complained in his heart that Hou Juan was acting inappropriately, and the small official beside him said softly: "According to the general manager of Hou Juan, the mansion is poor, there is no rice, flour, oil or firewood, and Hou Juan has been hungry for a day, so to ask for something."
Ning Shilang's anger turned to the chief lord and chief minister again, "Waste, do you want to starve him to death? Whoever gave you the will, even if...you have to seal the mansion, how can you let him come out?"
Lang Zhong couldn't help nodding his head, "Your lord is right, your lord is right..."
Ning Shilang sat there thinking of an idea, suddenly reacted, and said sternly, "This is not my idea!"
Even if the Marquis Mansion was to be blocked, it was not a matter of the Ministry of Rites. Ning Shilang broke out in a cold sweat, and even secretly wanted to retire. The officialdom was dangerous, and if he went well, a sap would be called from nowhere.
At the entrance of the yamen, Han Ruzi had been waiting for nearly half an hour. Sitting on the horseback was a little tired, but he still kept his body upright, and it was interesting to observe the reactions of the people around him.
Several gatekeepers retreated behind the threshold and probed their heads, but the ten soldiers could not withdraw from their posts, so they had to hold their heads high and stared at each other without moving, but they all glanced out from the corner of their eyes.
The Ministry of Rites was a large yamen, and there were a lot of people going to and from the public office. At this time, no one dared to enter through the gate, and they stayed far away. Many people ran out of the adjacent yamen and mixed together to watch.
"From now on, everyone will see me as a stupefied prince." Han Ruzi knew that his image would be difficult to reverse.
"Since the court said that you are a fool, you should be a fool and use this reputation to benefit yourself." Yang Feng didn't care about his image at all, and shouted at the door of the Ministry of Rites: "Why don't you come out? Isn't Marquis Juan a marquis entrusted to the imperial court? Who the hell has been embezzled by the Ministry of Rites withholding utensils?"
Several officials at the door knelt down and bowed to Yang Feng, silently begging him not to shout.
Yang Feng shouted to the people watching the excitement from a distance: "We will go to the Ministry of Household to ask for salary, to Zongzheng's Mansion to ask for a statement, to go to the Ministry of Punishment to file a complaint, to go to the Ministry of Personnel to ask for people, and to go to the Ministry of Work to ask for wood, the Hou Mansion will be broken. How is it, no one cares? Go to the Ministry of War... go to the Ministry of War for tea."
He ordered a department, and a group of people ran away in the distance. It didn't take long for the people watching the fun on the opposite side to almost disappear.
Han Ruzi was embarrassed and had to smile bitterly at Zhang Youcai and Du Chuanyun.
Zhang Youcai didn't care, and kept pushing, "The quilt, the quilt in the mansion is as thin as a single coat, charcoal, there is no charcoal in the mansion, silk cloth, so the Marquis Tien only wears this set of clothes?"
Du Chuanyun was not far behind, "Horses, want more horses."
A group of knights came from afar, and the last group of spectators ran away.
The knights were clearly dressed and armored, and at first glance they were the palace guards, but they were obviously not here to send horses. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Ministry of Rites, they surrounded Marquis Juan and three eunuchs. They hid together in the hall. If the laws of Great Chu were not strict, they would even close the door.
Zhang Youcai was frightened and approached Du Chuanyun, not daring to make a sound.
Han Ruzi felt a little timid in his heart, but his face remained calm, and his body became more and more straight.
Yang Feng remained calm and looked up at the sky, turning a blind eye to the knights ten paces away.
The knights did not speak, the halberds in their hands were pointing vertically upwards, as if they could stab the target as soon as they were lowered.
The knights arrived one after another, three circles in and out, and finally a general came. The knights moved out of the way. The general stood before the tired horse, got off his horse, knelt on the snow and kowtowed.
Han Ruzi was not good at riding, and had been sitting on the horse for a long time.
The newly appointed Zhonglang General Liu Kunsheng was blushing and refused to stand up. He knelt on the ground and said, "Marquis Juan was humiliated last night because I was not strict in governing the army. Please punish Marquis Juan."
Han Ruzi glanced at Yang Feng, and said in a soft tone, "As far as I know, those people are all in the name of the guards, they are usually not restrained, they are used to the law, and they have nothing to do with Lord Zhonglang."
With the help of Zhang Youcai, Liu Kunsheng got up, his face was still red, he came to Han Ruzi's horse, but his eyes turned to Yang Feng, "Marquis Tien has something to do, so I sent a small official here to say that, why should I take the wind and snow in person? accident……"
Yang Fengdao said, "General Liu Zhonglang doesn't know something. Marquis Juan's Mansion is an empty house, and the officials appointed by the imperial court have never been in office. Where did the 'little officials' come from? If there were any, it would be me."
Liu Kunsheng's face turned even redder. He used to be just a palace man and was not good at this kind of officialdom. He couldn't help it. He whispered, "Can you please come down and speak?"
Han Ruzi glanced at Yang Feng again. Yang Feng hinted that he should not move, and then said, "We are here waiting for the officials of the Ministry of Rites to receive him. This man has not been seen. How can he dismount?"
When the other party made a request, Liu Kunsheng breathed a sigh of relief, his face was not so red, and smiled: "Houhou Huo should be concerned, the officials of the Ministry of Rites are not rude, they are really frightened."
Liu Kunsheng turned around and waved to a knight. The knight took orders, dismounted with the other two, and strode into the yamen of the Ministry of Rites. After a while, he came out with a series of officials, fifteen or sixteen people such as Shilang, Langzhong, Yuanwailang, etc. The knights Letting out an open space, officials large and small lined up, kneeling and kowtowing.
Han Ruzi got a hint from Yang Feng, and finally turned over and dismounted, and Liu Kunsheng carefully guarded and carried the Juan Hou down.
The officials just kowtowed, but did not speak. Yang Feng also dismounted and said, "It was a simple matter, but you have made it so complicated. Has the Marquis Juan's booklet arrived?"
"It's here, it's here." Ning Shilang hurriedly replied.
"Have the relevant official documents been sent to various ministries?"
"On the way, some should have already arrived." In the cold winter, Ning Shilang was sweating.
"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded, "Look, that's it, I know that I don't blame the Ministry of Rites for this matter, but if the chief minister doesn't issue official documents, other yamen can't do things, right?"
"That's right." Ning Shilang turned his head and glanced fiercely at the lord and chief minister.
Liu Kunsheng protected Hou Juan out of the knights' circle and explained, "These people are all brothers of the Xiao Cavalry Guard. I personally selected them to serve as guards for Hou Juan."
"It's not suitable, they are the guards of the palace..."
"It's appropriate, they've been idle for the past few days, and Hou Juan will use it first, and then talk about it later."
Han Ruzi's heart is bright, and Liu Kunsheng acted on orders, but he said it was a private act, which would be convenient for the dismissal of Su Wei in the future.
Yang Feng stepped forward and said, "General Liu, whose orders are these cavalry guards listening to?"
Liu Kunsheng was stunned for a moment, "Of course...you have to listen to Hou Juan's assignment." Seeing Yang Feng frowning, Liu Kunsheng immediately raised his voice and said to the knights: "From now on, you are the guards of the House of Juan Hou, and all actions must obey the Hou Juan. Order, understand?"
The crowd answered in unison.
Yang Feng was satisfied.
At some point outside the knights circle, a small sedan came, and the four sedan chairmen stood in front and behind sweating profusely, apparently running all the way.
"Wanhou must be tired. Let's go in and rest for a while. Juanhou will go back to the house for the time being, and all problems will be solved immediately."
The sedan chair is not big, but it is very comfortable. There are two small charcoal basins wrapped in cotton sleeves, one under the feet and the other on the seat.
Han Ruzi sat inside, opened the sedan curtain, and Liu Kunsheng immediately came over, "What's your order?"
"I hope I didn't get you into trouble."
Liu Kunsheng smiled and said in a low voice, "How could it be, Hou Juan made me make a contribution."
The most unfortunate part of Marquis Juan's trip was the Ministry of Rites. There was no way to deal with it. It was delayed for more than half an hour, and the trouble was known far and near. Afterwards, someone would be punished. Go, he is naturally a meritorious deed.
Han Ruzi also smiled, thinking that Yang Feng was deliberately making things difficult for the Ministry of Rites, and he must have no intentions.
Du Chuanyun walked with the sedan chair, and whispered to Zhang Youcai beside him, "Being an eunuch is not easy. The master rides a horse and rides in the sedan chair, and the eunuch relies on two legs to follow."
"Ha, what's this, it's a lifetime of luck to meet a good master, and a bad one, hehe..."
Du Chuanyun looked at the empty horse led by Yang Feng in front of him, and felt that "good master" should let the tired followers ride.
At the gate of the Ministry of Rites, a group of officials watched Hou Juan being escorted away by the cavalry guards. After a while, they stood up.
After a few glances, the clerk shrank back in fright.
Yang Feng's trouble was immediate, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going at the entrance of Marquis Juan Mansion, bringing in a lot of utensils and food. Dozens of officials, slaves and officials who were assigned to enter the mansion stood at the door and greeted Marquis Juan.
There were also two rows of people kneeling on the street, kowtowing and begging for mercy as soon as they saw Juanhou's sedan chair, it was said that they were all the troublemakers last night.
After sending Marquis Juan into the mansion, Liu Kunsheng left, leaving behind twenty cavalry guards, although the number was not many, but with them guarding the door, no one would dare to come to ask for trouble.
Back in the study, Han Ruzi let out a long sigh of relief. Although he was demonstrating on horseback, he was quite tired.
Yang Feng closed the door, blocked Zhang Youcai and Du Chuanyun from the outside, and turned around and said, "With such a commotion, everyone should understand that the Queen Mother has no intention of killing you, and the trouble can be eliminated 80-90%."
"Only eighty or ninety percent? Who else wants to kill me?"
"Maybe it's those who deliberately oppose the Queen Mother."
Han Ruzi immediately thought of the Cui family, but could not think of any benefit to the Cui family by killing the abolished emperor. "Tomorrow is the fifth day of the first lunar month. We need to make arrangements early to welcome the lady back to the house."
Yang Feng smiled, "Isn't this ready?"
Han Ruzi was stunned, and Yang Feng said, "Who else is more qualified to escort the abandoned car than the imperial palace guard?"
Han Ruzi suddenly realized and admired Yang Feng. It turned out that this demonstration had accomplished more than one thing.
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