The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

Maozheng.

The Imperial City, the Hall of Literary Glory.

There was still more than half an hour before the announcement ceremony.

After leaving Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang arrived here as soon as possible to take advantage of the break and handle some government affairs.

Meanwhile, he had just sat down on the dragon throne and was still pondering what his eldest grandson had just said.

A palace attendant entered and announced, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhu knew that the interrogation had yielded results.

"Please invite the Crown Prince in!"

Shortly after, Zhu Biao entered the hall with the dossier in his hand, before he could even pay his respects.

Zhu Yuanzhang, holding a vermilion pen, asked without raising his head, "Our Biao'er, have Guo Huan and the others already confessed?"

Zhu Biao bowed and said, "Father's predictions are truly divine!"

"Two hours ago, after seeing Zhao Youcai and the others' confessions, Guo Huan couldn't withstand the pressure and finally confessed to most of the facts, including the issue of the Yellow Register..."

"These are their testimonies; please review them, Your Majesty!"

"The remaining crucial clues are still being recorded during Wu's interrogation; we expect to have results today!"

At the moment of clarification.

The eunuch had already taken the item from the Crown Prince and presented it to the Emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not rush to read it. Instead, he pressed it under his palm, looked at his eldest son, and pondered, "The accounts that have troubled us for so many days, were they tricked by those scoundrels in the Ministry of Revenue by falsifying the figures?"

Zhu Biao asked, "Did Father Emperor guess?"

Seeing the eldest son's reaction, he knew his prediction was correct.

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, glanced at the side hall, and said with emotion, "It was our eldest grandson who came up with this!"

Hero?

Zhu Biao was somewhat surprised.

话说昨儿爱子闯了祸事，揍了弟弟朱桂。

I thought I would be punished!

Judging from the Emperor's attitude, he clearly doesn't care.

Moreover, he even made a contribution!

It has to be said, Ying'er is a lucky girl!

Zhu Biao was filled with emotion.

But the next moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang then flipped through the list and let out a lion's roar.

"Wang Zhong? Wang Huidi? Mai Zhide?"

"Are all these people in the Sixth Department tired of living?"

He laughed in anger, and said, "Ha, if those above dare to do this, what will become of those below who imitate them so well?"

"It seems our Grandson was right before. Not only those in the court, but also the grain officials and landlords below—they all need to be investigated! Turn them upside down!"

"This is what we arranged yesterday: to select some capable people from the Censorate to conduct inspections and supervision in various places... Biao'er, you need to get on to these things quickly!"

"We will send letters to the second, third, fourth, and fifth brothers, instructing them to cooperate fully, and that anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!!!"

"Furthermore, issue an imperial decree: starting immediately, all records, both official and unofficial, must be written in capital letters. Anyone who dares to use lowercase will have their head chopped off!"

"As for the likes of Wang Zhong, let's not rush to take them down. Let them run wild for a few more days!"

Zhu Biao hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

There were other considerations.

But seeing that his father was in a fit of anger, and given the urgency of the situation, he could only swallow the words that were about to come out and replied, "Your subject obeys!"

In the side hall.

Because during the day he had to accompany Old Zhu and meet with the successful candidates in the imperial examinations.

I'll also broaden my horizons.

Zhu Xiong Ying changed into a bright red gauze robe and arrived at the Huagai Hall early.

However, the court robes she was wearing were originally ordered by Empress Ma to be measured and woven by female officials of the Imperial Wardrobe in the winter of last year.

Judging from the style, it is the same as that of the prince.

All these arrangements clearly demonstrate the special favor bestowed upon him, the eldest grandson!

People rely on clothes, and horses rely on saddles.

At this very moment, Zhu Xiong Ying was looking in the mirror, admiring herself repeatedly.

Little did he know, Old Zhu and Biao'er's father were cricketing him!

After an unknown amount of time, it was already dawn.

I was getting sleepy while waiting.

An old eunuch, holding a whisk, entered and respectfully said, "Your Highness! The auspicious time has arrived!"

"By imperial decree, His Highness is summoned to serve at his side..."

This is the first time in recent years that Zhu Xiong Ying has participated in such a grand ceremony.

He couldn't wait to take a step.

But they found the messenger standing still, staring with crossed eyes, blinking incessantly.

Oh dear, it turns out the process isn't finished yet!

Zhu Xiong Ying realized what was happening and replied, "Your grandson will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

……

Fengtian Temple.

In the center of the north side, there is a dragon throne covered with yellow satin, with a treasure table and an imperial edict table on either side.

All the important officials, including Crown Prince Zhu Biao, were residing inside the palace at this time.

The remaining officials stood outside the palace on the red steps, with civil officials to the east and military officials to the west.

The newly appointed scholars were positioned at the very bottom of the platform, behind all the officials...

When the palanquin carrying Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, appeared before them, everyone held their breath.

As the imperial canopy drew near, the Minister of the Court of State Ceremonies announced loudly, "His Majesty has arrived..."

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The Imperial Guards cracked their whips three times, and the imperial steps fell silent.

In an instant, all the civil and military officials, and all the scholars who had passed the imperial examinations, bowed four times and shouted, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

In fact, during the Ming Dynasty, there was no such thing as kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times.

When offering sacrifices to Heaven or paying homage to the Emperor, one performs the four-bow ceremony.

During the Wanli era, according to the Ming Dynasty's "Collected Statutes," it was changed to five bows and three kowtows.

The so-called five bows and three kowtows consist of four bows and one bow and three kowtows.

At the imperial carriage, Zhu Xiong Ying stood close by and saw a dense crowd of people all bowing and paying their respects in his direction.

My heart was instantly filled with excitement!

We're enjoying the emperor's treatment now!

And this feeling, this taste, is indescribably wonderful!

No wonder countless people throughout history have fought tooth and nail for this position!

Become the ruler of the world!

From the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but shout: This is what a true man should be like!

When they turned around, they saw that Old Zhu, wearing a ceremonial robe with twelve imperial symbols, was stepping down from his palanquin.

Throughout this process, his grandfather watched quietly without uttering a word.

But it is precisely this demeanor and gesture that gives people an invisible sense of pressure!

Zhu Xiong Ying hurriedly approached, took over the little eunuch's work, and personally helped him down.

Only when he glanced at his eldest grandson did a hint of kindness appear on Zhu Yuanzhang's stern, square face.

He reached the position of the dragon throne and slowly sat down.

Then, he pointed to the side, indicating that his eldest grandson should stand next to him.

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice boomed like thunder before he finally said, "Rise, all of you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the officials stood up, they subconsciously glanced upwards.

Everyone was shocked to discover that someone was standing beside the imperial desk!

But no one dared to criticize anything.

Because the Hongwu Emperor was sitting there!

Then, the official in charge of issuing the imperial edict requested permission to proceed with the announcement of the imperial edict, and the announcement of names immediately began!

"Ding Xian, the top scholar in the first class, enters the palace to pay his respects!"

"Lian Zining, the second-place finisher in the first division..."

Amidst the singing and chanting, the three men from the first rank were summoned and questioned by Zhu, and appeared one after another before him, where they were granted official positions on the spot.

Those in the second and third tiers could only kneel outside and listen.

But because of the time of expressing gratitude.

The crowd was quite far from the throne, so their faces were not very clear.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood silently, only able to hear a sound!

Fortunately, I heard quite a few familiar names.

For example, Huang Zicheng, a third-ranked scholar, proposed a strategy to reduce the power of the princes after Zhu Yunwen, a brilliant young man, ascended the throne, which forced Zhu Bai, the Prince of Xiang, to commit suicide and directly led to the Jingnan Rebellion!

There's also Lian Zining, who ranked second; Jian Rong, who ranked second; and Bao Zhao and Guo Zi, who ranked third...

The people here were mostly famous ministers of the Jianwen, Yongle, Hongxi, and even Xuande periods.

Looking at it this way, coming today was definitely the right decision!