The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 332 The meeting of the Great Dynasty
The veteran general Hou Yi was the first to stand up and bowed to the Queen Mother who was sitting on the throne: "To report to the Queen Mother, the old minister suggested that the official should be given the posthumous title of 'Cheng'! Pure virtue and harmony with heaven are called sincerity, and simplicity and simplicity are called simplicity." It’s called sincerity, and being honest and sincere is called sincerity!”

Empress Dowager Li forced a smile and nodded, but did not express her position easily. Instead, she looked towards Guo Wei.

On the surface Hou Yi was advising the Queen Mother, but in fact he was always paying attention to the changes in Guo Wei's expression.

Guo Wei's face was expressionless, which made Hou Yi feel uneasy and unable to guess what Mr. Guo was thinking.

The posthumous title of "Cheng" is a high and beautiful posthumous title. If this posthumous title is given to Liu Chengyou, it will be a compliment to him.

A group of court officials began to discuss with each other in low voices.

Dou Zhengu stood up and said: "I suggest that we choose the word 'Jing'! To be vigilant at night is called Jing, to be direct and diligent is to say Jing, to be careful and cautious is to say Jing!"

Dou Zhengu shook his head and talked a while, then sneaked a glance at Guo Wei, only to see that Guo Wei still lowered his eyelids and his face was cold.

Dou Zhengu swallowed his saliva and felt a little thump in his heart. Could it be that Guo Wei didn't like the posthumous title he gave him?
"My minister suggests taking the posthumous title of 'Xuan'! Shengshan Zhou Wen said Xuan!"

"I suggest that you take the posthumous posthumous title of 'Zhen'! Innocent and chastity is called Zhen!"

"I suggest that you take the posthumous title of 'De'! If you remonstrate and argue, it is called De!"

Former ministers of the Liu Han court rushed to express their opinions, and the posthumous titles they gave were better than the last.

According to their approach, Liu Chengyou became a wise king praised by people all over the world.

Zhu Xiu lowered his head to hold back his laughter. None of these old court officials could guess Guo Wei's thoughts.

Liu Chengyou died tragically in a military disaster. If he were given a good posthumous title, how would the world view this military disaster and turmoil?

After all the old ministers expressed their opinions, they found that Guo Wei had not said a word, and the hall became quiet again.

Feng Dao, sitting under the pillar on the side of the Emperor, stroked his white beard, his old eyes narrowed and he smiled without saying a word.

Empress Dowager Li said softly: "The ministers have given many opinions just now. I wonder which one Mr. Guo likes?"

Guo Wei smiled and saluted: "Everyone's words have their own truth. Please give it a listen, Your Majesty."

Empress Dowager Li was not sure what Guo Wei was thinking for a while, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Wang Jun rolled his eyes and stood up and said: "The official died early in the middle of the year. In the opinion of the ministers, it is better to take the posthumous word 'mourning'! Those who died early in the middle of the year are called mourning!"

Guo Wei glanced at him and smiled slightly. Wang Jun felt excited and thought he had guessed Guo Wei's thoughts.

Prime Minister Su Yugui remained silent, but he did not forget to pay attention to Guo Wei's reaction.

Seeing Guo Wei's expression at this moment, his mind changed quickly, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "I suggest that the posthumous title should be given with the word 'Shang'! If it is short-term, it will be called Shang!"

Dou Zhengu immediately followed up: "I think the posthumous title should be given the word 'Min'! When you meet someone in the country, it is called Min!"

"I suggest you take the posthumous title 'Li'! To support evil and violate the right is called Li!"

"I suggest the word 'Ai'! Gongren shortened it to 'Ai'!"

"I suggest that you choose the word 'huang'! I'm so happy to neglect my government and call it Huang!"

Immediately, many court officials expressed their opinions, and the posthumous names they gave were more evil than the last.

Zhu Xiu stood on tiptoes and looked forward. Among those who suggested taking evil posthumous titles, many of them were the same officials who had just followed suit and given good posthumous titles.

Seeing that Guo Wei did not respond to the good posthumous title, they in turn gave some bad posthumous names, guessing that Guo Wei wanted to belittle Liu Chengyou.

These people didn't even think about it. Guo Wei had already stated that he would bury Liu Chengyou with honors as an emperor, so how could he disparage him in terms of his posthumous title?

Zhu Xiu felt quite emotional, this is the appearance of all the beings in the imperial court.

Even before Liu Chengyou's bones were cold, his old ministers were already scratching their heads to please Guo Wei.

Empress Dowager Li, who was sitting on the imperial throne, clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug into her flesh, and her whole body couldn't stop shaking.

She had completely given up on these old ministers who were just outsiders and had fallen into the wind. Today she finally realized what it means to be in a hot and cold world.

The posthumous titles given by some court officials were too unpleasant. According to this method, Liu Chengyou became a cruel and foolish king comparable to Jie and Zhou.

Guo Wei couldn't stand listening anymore, and his heavy brows furrowed.

Immediately, the heated discussion subsided a lot, and everyone was wondering what kind of posthumous title Guo Wei would like.

Wei Renpu took two steps, stood in the middle of the hall, and said: "To report to the Queen Mother, the ministers suggest that the posthumous title should be named 'Yin'! If it is unable to fall, it is called Yin. If it is beautiful and strong, it is called Yin. If it is not dead, it is called Yin. If it is not clear, it will be called Yin." The country is hidden!"

Guo Wei looked sideways and nodded with a smile.

Feng Dao stood up tremblingly: "I agree with what Academician Wei said, the word 'hidden' is the most suitable!"

Su Yugui and Dou Zhengu looked at each other and quickly thought about it in their hearts. They suddenly realized that this was the posthumous title Guo Wei wanted.

It is neither complimentary nor obviously derogatory.

There is neither sympathy nor ridicule for the official's death.

The word "hidden" perfectly sums up Guo Wei's complex thoughts.

"What Scholar Wei said is reasonable, I agree with you!"

"My minister agrees!"

As if they had received a hint, all the court officials rushed to express their opinions. Soon, almost all the ministers in the Long Live Palace agreed to give the official the posthumous title "Yin"!
Guo Wei said calmly: "I suggest that we follow Wei Renpu's words and give the late emperor the posthumous title of 'Yindi'!"

Empress Dowager Li's eyes were complicated. From a hidden word, she could faintly detect the hatred in Guo Wei's heart.

The posthumous title "Yin" can be regarded as a middle posthumous title. On the surface, it sounds neither praise nor derogation, but when used in the current environment, it is actually more derogatory.

There is even a metaphor for Liu Chengyou's improper throne.

Empress Dowager Li sighed: "In accordance with the opinions of the ministers, let's give the posthumous title 'Yindi'!"

"The Queen Mother is wise!"

A feeble cry resounded in the hall.

Zhu Xiu followed the ministers and finished the salute. When he stood up, he looked towards Wei Renpu.

I don’t know if Wei Renpu discussed with Guo Wei in advance about choosing a posthumous title for Liu Chengyou.

If not, Wei Renpu could think of the hidden words, which would really reveal Guo Wei's thoughts.

After deciding on the posthumous title, Empress Dowager Li, on Guo Wei's suggestion, appointed Prime Minister Su Yugui and Prince Taishi Dou Zhengu to handle the state funeral matters for the late emperor.

After discussing Liu Chengyou's posthumous title, mausoleum and other matters, it was time to move on to the most important issue of today's court meeting, the selection of successor to the throne.

All the courtiers were alert and alert, ready to listen.

While Zhu Xiu observed everyone's expressions and reactions with great interest, he pricked up his ears and listened to the speeches of the big guys standing at the front.

The succession of the throne is the most important matter for the country. The old ministers did not dare to express their opinions easily and watched the change in Guo Wei's expression with wide eyes.

Wang Jun limped two steps forward, saluted and said: "To the Queen Mother, I propose that the late emperor's youngest brother, His Highness Chengxun, inherit the throne!" As soon as he said this, many courtiers agreed.

Empress Dowager Li glanced at Guo Wei, and said in embarrassment: "According to the order, it is true that Cheng Xun should inherit the throne, but Cheng Xun is weak and sick, and his condition has repeatedly worsened recently, making it difficult to stay. I am afraid that he is not lucky enough to take on this important task."

Wang Jun said: "We might as well ask His Highness Chengxun to come out and let the ministers meet before we talk."

"Well," Queen Mother Li sighed, "Okay, Zhang Gui, order someone to invite Chengxun over."

Zhang Gui, who was standing under the Emperor's Majesty, bowed to accept the order and hurried out of the palace.

After a while, several stout eunuchs carried an embroidered couch into the hall.

On the embroidered couch, there lay a young man covered with brocade quilt and with a withered face.

His complexion was sallow, his hair was dry and gray, his cheeks were sunken due to emaciation, and he looked like he was dying.

There was an uproar in the hall. Unexpectedly, Liu Chengxun, who had not been seen for a long time, would be so ill.

He looked like this, and it was obvious that he was going to die soon.

Zhu Xiu shook his head, feeling somewhat sympathetic to the poor young man.

He was already terminally ill, but he had to be carried out and displayed in public in order to make the old officials who were worried about Liu Han give up.

Wang Jun glanced at Liu Chengxun who was sitting on the embroidered couch, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at everyone, pretending to be regretful on the surface: "His Royal Highness Chengxun is seriously ill, and I guess he will not be able to inherit the throne."

Empress Dowager Li waved her hand and ordered Liu Chengxun to be sent back to the harem to rest.

Guo Wei said in a deep voice: "Liu Yun, the military governor of Xuzhou, is the son of Liu Chong, the military governor of Hedong. He was adopted as an adopted son by Emperor Gaozu. Please make Liu Yun the emperor!"

As soon as these words came out, Queen Mother Li looked shocked and looked at him in disbelief.

Guo Wei's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of pretentiousness at all.

Wang Jun, Wei Renpu, and Feng Dao looked calm, but Su Yugui, Dou Zhengu, and a group of old officials were all shocked.

He never expected that Guo Wei would take the initiative to propose Liu Yun as emperor.

You must know that Liu Yun is not a medicine pot like Liu Chengxun. Liu Yun is more than 20 years old, Kong Wu is powerful, physically strong, holds the military power in Xuzhou, and has [-] to [-] elites under his command.

Guo Wei proposed to make Liu Yun emperor. Did he really want to give up the throne that was so close to him?
There was an eerie silence in the hall.

Wang Jun coughed slightly and asked in a questioning tone: "Liu Yun is not of the blood of the great ancestor. Moreover, Liu Yun's father, Liu Chongshang, serves as the military governor in Hedong. If Liu Yun is made emperor, how will Liu Chong be accommodated? Yu Li It doesn’t match, some of the names are not correct, and the words are not correct.”

Guo Wei said sternly: "What Wang Dujian said is wrong! Although Liu Yun is not Gaozu's biological son, he is of the same blood as Gaozu. At this time of national crisis, the bloodline of Gaozu's direct relatives has withered away. The only way is to welcome Liu Yun as emperor. It can comply with legal principles.”

"Well, what Mr. Guo said is reasonable. A country cannot live without a king for a day. Under the current circumstances, only Liu Yun is qualified to inherit the imperial line of the Han Dynasty."

Wang Jun shook his head, sang along with Guo Wei, and talked like a double act.

Some court officials with poor political acumen were confused after hearing this, and they still couldn't figure out whether Guo Wei's proposal to welcome Liu Yun was sincere or just a casual talk.

Su Yugui and Dou Zhengu looked at each other and suddenly realized.

They had been officials for many years, so they could not even tell the truth from the lies, and they immediately guessed Guo Wei's true intention.

"Liu Yun is the only candidate to succeed the emperor, and my minister Su Yugui seconded the proposal!"

"My minister Dou Zhengu seconded the proposal!"

When a group of old ministers saw the two big men expressing their support, they quickly followed suit and expressed their support whether they thought it or not.

Zhu Xiu also followed the crowd and shouted a few words.

Wei Renpu suggested: "Welcoming Liu Yun requires a formal edict from the Queen Mother. This edict is related to the succession of the throne and is a top priority for the country. It must be written by a knowledgeable person without any mistakes."

Guo Wei nodded, thought of something, turned around and looked back, scanning the black gauze official hat: "Where is Zhu Xiu?"

The hall was very quiet. All the court officials looked at each other, wondering who Duke Guo was calling.

Zhu Xiu was secretly admiring Uncle Guo's meticulous arrangements when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He stood on tiptoes and stretched his neck to look forward. He saw His Majesty the Emperor, Guo Wei, standing at the front, waving to him: " Zhu Xiu stepped forward to speak."

Zhu Xiu hurriedly adjusted her robe, bent slightly and walked out of the crowd, lowered her head and walked forward quickly.

"Your Majesty, Zhu Xiu, pays homage to the Queen Mother, and pays homage to the Commander-in-Chief!"

Zhu Xiu bowed down and saluted.

Queen Mother Li looked towards him and was stunned when she saw that it was a young and handsome man.

Guo Wei said with a smile: "Don't look at this young man, Queen Mother, but he is very capable! He is Zhu Xiu, the great disciple of Tanzhou hermit who watched the sky in Cangzhou to judge the life and death of Yelu Deguang, and made black fire thunder to scare away Yelu Ruan!"

Empress Dowager Li thought of something and asked softly: "Did you write that poem "Ode of Lime" that was circulated in Hebei?"

Zhu Xiu grinned, bowed hurriedly and said: "This is just a clumsy work that makes the Queen Mother laugh."

Empress Dowager Li was surprised and said: "I have read this poem. It has a pure and upright character and awe-inspiring righteousness. I thought it was written by an elder who had experienced the world, but I didn't expect the author to be so young."

"This article was written by nature, and I accidentally got it by a good hand. I also had some unintentional insights, and I was lucky enough to write it. I'm really ashamed!" Zhu Xiu said, neither humble nor arrogant.

Empress Dowager Li silently chewed on his words and said with a smile: "He is indeed a young talent. He speaks well and speaks well."

Guo Wei stared, thinking that Zhu Xiu was deliberately showing off his literary talent in front of the Queen Mother.

Not to mention the famous poem "Ode of Lime" that spreads in Hebei Province, which has long been known to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. Just the sentence Zhu Xiu casually said, "The article was originally made by nature, but it was accidentally obtained by a clever hand" is enough to make people think it is a masterpiece. People feel amazing.

Now seeing that the original author of Lime Song turned out to be such a young young man, all the court officials were greatly surprised, and they all whispered to each other, asking about his origins.

Feng Dao smiled, stroking his beard and staring at Zhu Xiu. The more he looked at it, the more he admired it, and the more he looked at it, the more he loved it.

Wang Jun snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

Chai Rong was smiling with encouraging eyes.

Guo Wei said: "Zhu Xiu, you are a talented writer. I think you will be the one to write this imperial edict. Is it possible that you are qualified?"

Zhu Xiu's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that Uncle Guo would ask him to write the imperial edict.

This edict is of great importance and contains many ulterior motives, so there cannot be any mistakes.

Zhu Xiu knew his own weight. In terms of making a fuss, I am afraid that even Pei Jin, who spent money to buy Jinshi, was much better than him.

However, the label of a rising star in the literary world and a master of poetry and prose was affixed to him when he was in Cangzhou, and it is also one of the personas he relies on to gain a foothold, and it must not be torn off easily.

Zhu Xiu coughed dryly, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The commander-in-chief has an order, how dare I disobey it! However, I am not the one who is good at the imperial edict. To ensure that nothing goes wrong, I recommend someone to the commander-in-chief. This person is also a learned man with a lot of experience. The paper is definitely not inferior to mine! Even in the imperial edict, I dare not compare with him!"

Guo Wei's eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were deep and majestic, and he obviously doubted Zhu Xiu's words. He thought that Zhu Xiu did not dare to take on this important task and deliberately made excuses to shirk it.

"Who is this person?"

"Hanlin bachelor, Fan Zhi!"

(End of this chapter)