I am the king of the dead

Chapter 138 Music and Dance

Outside Fengwang Hall, two rows of big Han generals held yellow Sun and Moon flags, hunting under the cold wind in early spring.

The Secretary of the Jiaofang set up the nine-play music and song, and the Sanwu Miscellaneous Team has already waited respectfully for His Royal Highness Feng Wang.

Guanglu Temple has prepared dining pavilions and wine pavilions. At the end of the dining pavilions and wine pavilions is the delicacy and wine pavilion, which is dedicated to precious ingredients.

These dining kiosks and wine kiosks are for officials below the fifth rank, where they can eat or drink casually, drink some wine, stand and watch the excitement, and do not set up seats.

What's more interesting is that the envoys of various countries did not set up seats, but stood far away in the corner.

Their banquets are called horse-mounting and dismounting banquets, and they are not even qualified to eat at dining pavilions and wine booths.

These foreign envoys are not qualified to attend, which is different from the later generations. Many courtiers asked the foreign envoys to stay in Tianjin on the grounds that the foreign envoys were inquiring about the news of the capital.

Before Zhu Qiyu entered the Fengwang Hall to take a seat, Empress Dowager Sun's escort arrived.

"Empress Sun." Zhu Qiyu didn't call her mother, he had never called her before.

Empress Dowager Sun was still angry, but the relationship still needs to be maintained on the surface. She said calmly: "The emperor has worked hard."

Seeing that everyone was here, Hu Wei immediately asked the Jiaofang Secretary to start playing music, and the drums rang together.

"The emperor please ascend to the throne!" Hu Ming shouted and began to take his seat.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at the crown prince, it was supposed to be Zhu Jianshen's position, but now Wang Meilin was sitting there holding Zhu Jianji.

Qian took Zhu Jianshen to sit in the position of the son of Prince Ji's mansion.

Yan Li, so the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers is also understood. At the banquet, Xiaoqing is next to the Shangqing, and the doctor is next to the Xiaoqing. Therefore, there are different seats, there are times for drinking, and there are times for banquets.

The purpose of holding a grand banquet is to clarify the righteousness of the emperor and his ministers. The arrangement of the seats is very ingenious. The emperor's seat is the crown prince, which cannot be messed up.

If Zhu Qiyu didn't cut Zhu Qizhen's title of emperor today, and Zhu Jianshen was sitting as the crown prince today, wouldn't this be a mess?
In this way, even envoys from North Korea, Champa, Ryukyu, Java, Siam, Hami, Hara, Turpan, Manchuka, Japan, Mount Ceylon and other countries will see it.

Oh, their suzerain, His Majesty the Great Ming Emperor, is just a substitute, not even the crown prince.

That's why Hu Wei wouldn't object to His Majesty's move to cut the Emperor's title, otherwise how would he arrange the seats for the banquet as a minister of the Ministry of Rites?

It's too hard to do.

Jiujue is a cumbersome etiquette.

However, Zhu Qiyu hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, and he refused to accept the water and food in the palace. This was Zhu Qiyu's greatest respect for this Ming Palace.

Does the ghost know if there is lead and mercury in the wine?Who knows if anyone has taken the risk?
Who knows if it will affect the fertility rate?

After the cumbersome Jiujue ceremony, Zhu Qiyu said to Xing'an: "Let the queen take Ji'er back first, the wind is a bit cold, take my cloak."

Zhu Jianji was still young, just over one year old, and when he couldn't walk steadily, he was already sleepy after the Jiujue ceremony. At this age, the child has not even grown up, and he still needs to wear a hat when going out.

It is easy to get sick in such a crowded place, so you can go back simply by showing your face.

"The minister leads the decree." Xing'an picked up Zhu Qiyu's cloak and escorted Wang Meilin away from the banquet.

Qian looked at the back of Wang Meilin leaving, and then looked at Zhu Jianshen. Zhu Jianshen said that he was three years old, but in fact he was only two years old. She looked at Zhu Jianshen dozing off worriedly, feeling a little sad.

"Princess Ji, Your Majesty ordered Princess Ji to bring His Royal Highness back to Prince Ji's mansion. It's too cold." Cheng Jing found a new cloak and walked over.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En." Qian Shi pursed her lips and hurriedly thanked her.

Empress Dowager Sun saw Wang Meilin taking Zhu Jianji and Qian Shi taking Zhu Jianshen away, drank a glass of wine, and exhaled.

Empress Dowager Sun decided not to bother with the cutting of the Taishang Emperor's title today.

At least these two children must be kept, and the lineage of the emperor should be under the blood of the first emperor Zhu Zhanji.

Do you have to fight to the death with the evil emperor?
For a son who hunted north and didn't know if he could come back, and another bastard, they had a big fight?
Isn't that Zhu Zhanqian, the fifth younger brother of the late emperor Zhu Zhanji, who laughed until his cheeks hurt?

When the time comes, the throne will go up and down, and the side branch will be the main one?

That was something that the Empress Dowager Sun didn't want to happen even more. After going underground, she already had a son Beishou who was embarrassing enough. If because of such things, she was passed on to the side branch, how would he see his husband?
Although the Empress Dowager Sun was dissatisfied with the emperor cutting off her own son's emperor title, what could she do?
Who let his son hunt north?
The bastard is crazy, that is also the capital of being crazy.

Zhu Qiyu put his hands in his hands and watched the lively banquet. After the ceremony of the Nine Lords, everyone became much more relaxed. The wives were sitting in the side hall, and occasionally there was laughter.

This is not a faux pas.

There was a group of people walking above the banquet, they were the correctional officials jointly composed of the four departments of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Jinyiwei, Honglu Temple, and the Ministry of Rites.

His Majesty's disrespect in front of him is not a joke, it is a crime of disrespect, how to deal with it depends entirely on His Majesty's will.

Even with the correcting officer, there was still a fight for a seat.

Zhongshu Sheren is a seventh-rank official, and Li Kegeshizhong is also a seventh-rank official. Although the rank is higher than the seventh rank, he is a minister of the court's eyes and ears.

He is inferior but still has a seat. Compared with some fifth-rank officials who don't have a seat, he doesn't know how much higher he is.

Li Yingzhen from Zhongshushe and Zhao Yin from Like had a fight for a seat.

The two of them obviously got drunk, Li Yingzhen wanted to sit in front of Zhao Yin, Zhao Yin didn't want to, so he quarreled for a few words, almost raised his hand, but was taken down by the ritual officer.

Two people were brought to the front of the imperial court.

At this moment, the wine immediately woke up, and the two of them were no longer crazy about drinking, and they were no longer arrogant. They lay on the ground trembling, not even daring to lift their heads.

The liveliness in front of the imperial court quickly attracted the attention of the vast majority of people. In front of the King's Palace, it gradually became quiet, and even the vocal music of the Jiaofang Division became a little quieter.

Almost everyone's eyes were on Zhu Qiyu.

"Are you sober?" Zhu Qiyu asked with a smile. After drinking too much, he began to be unscrupulous.

The two trembled, lying on the ground and shouting loudly: "Your servant is guilty."

"Your Majesty." Yu Qian stood up, with hesitation on his face, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, the two young ministers are also happy to sweep away the haze of the past year."

Yu Qian still felt that it was not good to see blood during the Chinese New Year.

Zhu Qiyu didn't even think that such things as punishment would make the courtiers respectful, they would only be afraid, not respectful.

He smiled and asked, "What should the system be like?"

"Half a year's salary fine." Yu Qian replied hastily, as long as it is done according to the system, not according to the non-punishment, it is actually not a big problem.

Your Majesty has always imposed strict punishments, if this is done according to the principles of non-punishment, two heads will fall to the ground.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said: "Punish the salary for half a year, forget it."

"You two lovers, if you don't pay the fine, I won't punish you. During the Chinese New Year, you can't go home and say that if you go to the palace and have a meal, you will lose your salary for half a year."

"It's not appropriate."

Officials of the Ming Dynasty had low salaries. If they were fined for half a year, they would have no choice but to embezzle.

Zhu Qiyu thought for a while and said: "In this way, you two will be punished and you will not be allowed to drink for three years. If a scholar drinks like this, it is also insulting to the gentleman."

Li Yingzhen, a member of Zhongshushe, wrote the imperial edict to cut the emperor's title, and Zhao Yin found a legal basis for cutting Zhu Yunwen's emperor's title from Zhu Di today, and wrote it in the imperial edict.

There is no such thing as killing a donkey before the grinding has stopped.

The two officials said tremblingly: "I will follow the teachings."

Zhu Qiyu has never been a bloodthirsty person.

All the cases he handles, such as conspiring with captives, defecting from Wala, admitting a thief as a father to be a spy, reselling food during wartime, assassinating the king and killing the driver, etc., are all major cases!
Those who are punished are all treacherous and evil people!All of them are damned!
During the New Year like this, drinking too much is not a big deal.

There is another reason, Zhu Qiyu has done a big event today, cutting off Zhu Mingmen's emperor title!

happy.

Zhu Qiyu stood up and said: "Continue to play music, and continue to dance!"

The vocalists immediately started up again, and it became lively in front of the King's Palace.

He had to go back, Wang Meilin's eyes were full of resentment, today she received the decree to take Zhu Jianji to a big banquet, and she was the crown prince, so she was always in panic all day long.

If Zhu Jianji was really made the crown prince, Wang Meilin would not be able to keep the Queen's position. After the abolition, Hang Xian would be made Queen, which would directly correct Zhu Jianji's title.

Zhu Qiyu had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard a very familiar singing voice.

On the stage of Danbi Music, the dance of Destiny and Virtue is being played, and the two lead dancers, wearing white masks, are dancing gracefully.

The singing came from the direction of the singer.

The voice was melodious and clear, like the birds outside the window when waking up in the morning, even in such a noisy environment, it still reached Zhu Qiyu's ears very penetratingly.

He glanced at the woman, but from a long distance, he only saw half of a pretty face with creamy skin, and those extremely agile eyes with autumn eyes, as if the stars in the sky had fallen into her eyes.

"What a pretty woman." Zhu Qiyu nodded to the woman. He didn't recognize the person, but he recognized the voice.

The singer who sang in Taichang Temple that day was this woman, just like the sound of nature, you can remember it just once.

The sonorous and powerful Emperor Jiyuan that day was always alerting Zhu Qiyu, if the emperor surrendered, what would happen to the world.

The country is precarious, the ministers and workers are withered, and the road is full of corpses.

The woman is still singing Destiny and Virtue, which is one of the "Six Great Dances" created by the first assistant Yi Yin after Shang Tang destroyed Xia Jie, the same Yi Yin who abolished Shang Tang's grandson Taijia.

Things like clan etiquette also seem to have an extremely flexible moral bottom line.

The woman frowned slightly, His Majesty was indeed looking at her by nodding.

The rosiness immediately covered her entire cheeks, and even the tone of her voice softened a bit.

Zhu Qiyu flicked his sleeves, there was Wang Meilin at home who wanted to be coaxed, the back house was restless, it was about to catch fire.

The Ming Dynasty is celebrating the New Year, and the Tatar and Wuliangha tribes are also celebrating the New Year.

Wala, on the other hand, does not have this custom of Chinese New Year.

The Tatar tribe and the Wuliangha tribe lived in Monan for a long time, and had close contacts with Ming Dynasty. It has long been that I am among you, and you are among me. There is indeed a custom of Chinese New Year.

But the Oirats did not. They lived at the foot of Mount Kent for generations, but they were not deeply influenced by Sinology.

The grand master also hated the customs of the Han people very much, and banned such Han people's festivals.

But at this time Wala had to celebrate the New Year, because there was Zhu Qizhen in their camp.

Zhu Qizhen not only wants to celebrate the New Year, but also wants to make arrangements. In this cold winter and lunar month, he is already poor, so he looked at the list that was handed over first, and his heart ached.

Too extravagant.

So extravagant!

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