Zhou Zheng's meal was a great time for both the host and the host. Everyone was very happy, at least Zhou Zheng felt that way.
After seeing the three people away, Zhou Zheng stood at the door, looking up, not knowing when, it started to snow.
Standing behind Zhou Zheng, Liu Liuzhe muttered, "Second Young Master, is this Yang Sichang credible? If he is involved in military power, he has to deal with it carefully."
Zhou Zheng smiled faintly and said: "It is not important to be credible or not, the key is ability."
Liu Liuzhe was taken aback, vaguely enlightened, but not so thorough.
Zhou Zheng looked up at Xue, and said, "Are you ready for the ceremony tomorrow?"
Liu Liuzhe said: "Get ready, the emperor changed the location to the Temple of Heaven."
Zhou Zheng nodded casually, and suddenly said: "By the way, in the clan, which ones are not implicated?"
Liu Liuzhe was startled, he thought about it, and said, "King Tang, King Heng, King Su."
Zhou Zheng looked at Snowflake in silence for a long time, and said, "Go now, find a few people around six years old, and worship together tomorrow."
Some rumors inside and outside Beijing have never stopped. As the commander of Jin Yiwei, Liu Liuzhe is extremely sensitive and carefully stepped forward and whispered: "Second Young Master, do you want to do that?"
Zhou Zheng waved his hand and said, "Follow it."
Liu Liuche didn't dare to speak, so he raised his hand to answer.
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The next day, the bells and drums inside and outside the palace rang in unison, shaking the capital.
Accompanied by civil and military generals, Zhu Cihong set off from Qianqing Palace and headed to the Temple of Heaven.
The road was very long, Zhu Cihong sat Yu Hu, and everyone else was walking on both sides.
Zhou Zheng and Zhou Yanru, as the chiefs of civil and military affairs, were on both sides, with the cabinet, the ministers of the six and nine temples, under the protection of guards and patrol camps, strolling towards the Temple of Heaven.
The gongs and drums on both sides were noisy, and the singing continued, and the people onlookers gradually increased and whispered.
"Northwest Pingding, the emperor Joy, this is to worship the ancestors, tell me the ancestors of Daming..."
"The thief breaks down, my Daming Guozuo is stable, and of course I have to worship my ancestors..."
"This is natural, but it's strange. Why didn't you get a reward when you conquered Xibo so much? It's still the first emperor to give him a reward. Before the capital was restored..."
"I heard that Zheng Xibo didn't want it, and it was also said that the court was jealous of the virtuous, and deliberately suppressed it...
"Don't talk nonsense, haven't you seen Jinyiwei everywhere? I have an older brother who works as a errand inside, saying that all holidays are not allowed recently, and something big is going to happen..."
The road from the Forbidden City to the Temple of Heaven was very long. Before long, the delicate officials couldn't help it. Some family members handed water to wipe their sweat, and even followed the snow sweeping with replacement clothes and shoes.
Even Zhang Sizhi, Li Rixuan and others, although they could persist, frowned and clenched their teeth secretly.
Wearing thick clothes, holding a board wat, walking the official steps solemnly, maintaining a decent manner, and walking for more than a dozen miles, most people simply can't hold on.
Zhu Cihong sat on Longhuo, a little leisurely.
It was the first time that he had gone out of the palace as an emperor, and his expression was unconcealed with excitement, and his eyes flashed with some light.
I don't know how long I walked, and finally stopped. It wasn't that I had arrived, but I had a rest on the way.
Zhou Zheng and Zhou Yanru had a sip of tea, and the two stood together, looking at the direction of the Temple of Heaven, chatting casually.
"In the sacrificial text, the content of reform and reform has been added. The emperor also hopes that I will become strong and prosperous. You must not do too much." Zhou Yanru said with a blank face holding the board.
Zhou Zheng patted the snow on his body and said, "What did Yuan Fu say to Jun Ming Chenxian?"
Zhou Yanru glanced at him, turned sideways and looked back, and said, "You brought those two?"
As far as he could see, it was the position of the honorable clan, and there were two five-year-old children playing together.
This was found by Liu Liuzhe, the descendants of King Tang and King Su.
Zhou Zheng glanced at it and said, "They are all royal bloodlines, and ancestor worship is a matter of course."
Zhou Yanru came closer and whispered: "We have made an agreement last night, don't break the contract."
Zhou Zheng didn't change his expression, and said with a smile: "Yuanfu, don't worry."
Wherever Zhou Yanru felt relieved, he could only stare cautiously.
Soon, the team moved again and rushed to the altar.
After finally getting to the altar, it was a tossing of various etiquettes. Li Juesi, the official secretary, was the most difficult. This kind of etiquette was very numerous, and there should be no mistakes at all.
When it finally came to the beginning of the sacrifice, the emperor and always moved one after another, but the ministers were relatively few, just accompanying the sacrifice.
From the beginning to the altar, Zhu Cihong took a step at a time, all kinds of weird etiquette and movements, just one step at a time.
It was only midday before arriving at the altar, Zhu Cihong kneeled to the ground, and the Guozijian's ritual wine recited the sacrificial text.
"The emperor would like to send Guozijian to sacrifice Jiuwuchengde, and dare to tell the ancestors of the Zhu family:
My merit is shallow, born between thieves, and fortunately the ancestors’ blessings, the good ministers will use their lives... In the view of the classics, although I am eager to my heart, I am born with the stupidity of life, there are ancient and modern times, and the folk customs are also different, so I decided to change the law. , In order to strive for self-improvement, rely on the blessing of the ancestors, and entrust the encouragement of the officials... Please know, please protect yourself..."
Some unknowing officials listened and nodded in agreement.
Daming officials are ruined, and the world is under the control, how can they still hold on to the incompleteness and stay in a muddle
But those who knew the inside story were full of worries, and looked at Zhou Yanru and Zhou Zheng who were standing under the altar with uneasy eyes.
The reforms in the past dynasties are all officials in charge and reject dissidents. If the country is strong, it would be better to say that it is the eschatological state of Ming. How can the emperor be young and the officials are strong. How can he change the law easily
Zhu Cihong knelt down on the ground, no one could see his expression.
This memorial text is very short, after reading Wu Chengde, he pushed it aside and continued with the following rituals.
Towards the end, Zhu Cihong suddenly fell to the ground on the altar and cried loudly, with a stern voice and a broken heart.
Both Zhou Zheng and Zhou Yanru were stunned. The two looked at each other, but they couldn't help them, so they could only let Zhu Cihong cry there.
Wu Chengde was near, knowing that Zhu Cihong was the crying emperor Chongzhen, so he went forward to persuade and helped Zhu Cihong up.
Zhu Cihong was supported by Wu Chengde and went down to the altar. He looked at everyone's eyes, wiped his face, and said: "I heard that when my father was alive, I also came here, but I didn't worship the ancestors, but sinned myself. The ancestors and ancestors confessed their sins to all the people in the world. The state-owned today, the father said, it was all his fault..."
When Zhu Cihong said this, he couldn't help crying.
Many people listened, their expressions moved, and their hearts felt uncomfortable.
It would be too far-fetched to say that Li Zicheng's entry into Beijing almost subverted the society and was the fault of Chongzhen alone. Emperor Chongzhen did have many shortcomings, but he also had many outstanding advantages, such as diligence, lenient benevolence, courtesy and virtuous corporal, and self-denial and self-denial. These advantages are comparable to the sage.
Therefore, many people present would not agree to push some things to Chongzhen's head.
Sure enough, Zhou Yanru's expressions were all condensed and unwilling.
Zhou Zheng was also silent, sighing in his heart, Chongzhen, it is considered that he was born in the wrong time. In any period of the Ming Dynasty, he may be a generation of Mingjun. The mountains and rivers are broken to such a degree. He is a teenager, and he will be a junior high school in later generations. Life, it is really difficult for him to make him turn the tide.
Zhu Cihong covered his face with his hands, crying, his eyes quietly looking down.
Seeing Zhou Yanru and Zhou Zheng's expression, he cried and continued to cry.
Zhu Cixiang staggered down to the altar, Zhou Yanru, Zhou Zheng and others could no longer remain indifferent, and stepped forward to persuade them.
Whether it is true or false, the action must be in place at this time.
Zhu Cihong was persuaded, wiped his face, and suddenly raised his hand to Zhou Zheng and bowed deeply. At the same time, he said loudly: "Mr. Kuang, help Sheji, save Daming from the water, and make great achievements. I am deeply grateful and wish Mr. Teacher, entrust the national and political plans to Mr. Yu, please be strict with Mr. Yu, and Yu Wanmin is like a parent and child..."
Zhu Cihong's sudden movement caused a group of people around him to be stunned.
It stands to reason that Zhou Zheng could afford it, and the emperor should also act like this. It was nothing more than acting for the people of the world to win people's hearts.
But those who know the inside story understand that the pair of emperors and ministers were like fire and water a while ago, and they were almost endless, especially the emperor who wanted to kill Zhou Zheng had already blurted out and didn't hide it.
What does this show today mean
However, in an instant, some people woke up, their scalp numb, and they looked at Zhou Zheng nervously.
Zhou Zheng was also startled at first, and immediately understood.
Zhu Cihong assumed such a humble posture. In the future, if there is any conflict between him and Zhu Cihong and cause a disturbance, no one will scold Zhu Cihong, only Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng shook his head secretly, the emperor's methods were much better than before.
Zhou Zheng glanced at Zhou Yanru and others, and winked at Shangguan Lie.
Shangguan drew his sword fiercely and shouted: "There are assassins, escort!"
He fell down, and there was a sudden chaos around the altar. The guards quickly surrounded Zhu Cihong and others, and then attacked everywhere.
Zhu Cihong's face turned pale, and he looked up. Sure enough, some people in black wanted to rush over, but they were blocked by the guards.
He was frightened by Li Zicheng. At this moment, he clutched Zhou Zheng's clothes tightly, his expression was extremely flustered, and there was no previous grief, tears still on his face. (End of this chapter)