Wu Fan didn't wait long, only ten minutes, Wang Chengen walked in from the outside, but there was something wrong with the look on Wang Chengen's face. Looking carefully, it seemed that there was a trace of sadness in his anger, and his whole person looked wilted.

Damn it.

But at this time, Wu Fan was not in the mood to study what was wrong with Wang Chengen. He couldn't wait to ask: "Is it time to go to court? Then hurry up and lead the way." As he said this, Wu Fan stood up.

Wang Chengen hesitated and replied: "Your Majesty, veteran...now...the minister of the DPRK..." After talking for a long time, Wu Fan did not understand what Wang Chengen wanted to express.

Meaning, Wu Fan said to Wang Chengen impatiently: "What's going on? We'll talk about it later. Go to court first. Take me there quickly, hurry up!"

Wang Chengen did not reply, but just lowered his head and silently led Wu Fan out. Wu Fan's scalp was itchy with excitement, and he followed Wang Chengen in a hurry, wishing he could reach the main hall in one step and enjoy the civil and military experience.

The scene of Baiguanshan shouting long live.

The Zhongji Hall was renamed the Zhonghe Hall in the Qing Dynasty. It was usually the place where the emperor gave banquets to entertain ministers. Since it was already in the afternoon, it was not considered a formal visit to the court, so Wang Chengen did not summon all the civil and military officials to the Huangji Hall.

This court meeting was arranged above the Zhongji Hall.

There are four gates on the left and right of the Zhongji Hall. Wu Fan was led to the main hall from the back by Wang Chengen. There is a throne on the high platform in the middle of the hall. There are nine golden dragon shapes carved around the throne. The golden light is bright.

The royal couch was wrapped in yellow silk and looked extremely luxurious.

When Wu Fan visited the Forbidden City in his previous life, he could only glance at the furnishings inside the palace from a distance. If he wanted to get closer, he would be dissuaded by the staff of the Forbidden City. How could he be as arrogant as he is now?

Climb up the stairs and sit on the dragon chair in a grand manner.

After Wu Fanzhi sat down with great satisfaction, he looked down the stairs. Something he had never imagined happened. The scene in his imagination of the bustling ministers lined up in two groups, bowing to the Lishan Mountain and shouting long live the ceremony did not exist at all.

There were four or five people standing scattered under the steps of the throne, making the entire grand Zhongji Hall look deserted and desolate.

This is the Hundred Civil and Military Officials? Even if there are no Hundred Officials, there must be at least dozens of people, right? These four or five people are considered the Hundred Civil and Military Officials? And what about the left and right prime ministers, military marshals, and marshals in those TV dramas? Three Gongs and Three

Where is the Guliu Shangshu? Where is the Chief Minister of Dali Temple whom I have heard of since I was a child? What is this situation?

Wu Fan was sitting there in a daze, silently feeling the thousands of grass and mud horses rushing past from the bottom of his heart. Wang Chengen's shout beside him woke him up: "Long live the Lord is here~~~~"

As Wang Chengen shouted loudly, several people under the steps of the throne knelt down in unison and kowtowed to Wu Fan in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live my emperor."

Wu Fan, who was awakened, ignored the people kneeling at the steps and turned his gaze to Wang Chengen, asking strangely: "What's going on? Why are there only so few people? You didn't send anyone to notify the courtiers to come.

Attend the court meeting?”

Wang Chengen fell to his knees in front of Wu Fan with a plop, lowered his head and sobbed, but did not say a word. On the contrary, Li Jiantai, who was under the golden steps, raised his head and said loudly to Wu Fan: "Your Majesty, at this time

Because the rebel troops were trapped in Baoding and could invade Beijing at any time, the people's hearts in the capital were fluctuating, and the dignitaries were also in panic all day long. Even some important officials of the founding father Qi Dynasty were full of fear and refused to go to court one after another claiming to be ill.

I went home and changed into court clothes. On the way to the palace, I actually saw officials buying dilapidated peasant clothes at high prices. This is really a great shame and humiliation for our Ming Dynasty~~" Speaking of this, Li Jiantai choked with anger and felt a little embarrassed.

Unable to speak any more, he took a few deep breaths before continuing: "These scandals I have witnessed with my own eyes have made me mentally prepared that there will not be all the people present at the court meeting, but I never imagined that only I would be there."

Waiting for five people to come, this is really... really..."

Li Jiantai was crying so much that he could no longer speak. An old man with a white beard kneeling beside Li Jiantai also cried to Wu Fan: "Your Majesty, my minister Fan Jingwen is a bachelor of Dongge, but he can't share your worries for your Majesty and can't kill the thieves."

It’s a shame to avenge you, I’m really ashamed to be a minister.”

Wu Fan listened to the cries of several people below the golden steps and felt waves of blood rushing to the top of his head. An anger that came out of nowhere almost exploded his head, and even his breathing became heavy.

abnormal.

No wonder when Chongzhen finally hanged himself on Meishan Mountain, he even called the ministers to misunderstand me, who are the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty! When the country was in crisis, instead of saying that they worked together to save the country, Li Zicheng was already there before he even saw the figure.

The birds and beasts are about to be separated. Everyone is greedy for life and afraid of death to the extreme. How can the Ming Dynasty not be destroyed? How can Chongzhen not commit suicide?

Amidst the cries in the main hall, Wu Fan stretched out his foot and stepped over the dragon book table in front of him. There was a loud bang, which stopped the crying in the main hall. Wu Fan, whose face was distorted due to anger, viciously said to Wang Chengen

Said: "Wang Chengen! How much strength does the palace guard have now? How many troops can you command?"

Wu Fan didn't know anything else, but he knew that only having soldiers in hand was enough. Just like fighting in modern society, the more helpers the better.

Wu Fan's words made Wang Chengen stunned. He was so anxious that he didn't know how to answer. Fan Jingwen, who was kneeling on the ground, jumped up and said loudly to Wu Fan with tears on his face: "Your Majesty, do you want to mobilize troops? Although I want to

He has resigned as Minister of War, but the old one is still there. Together with Lord Li Jiantai, the left minister of the Ministry of War, and Lord Wang Jiayan, the right minister of the Ministry of War, we can ensure that the troops of the Kyoto camp can be mobilized at any time. We vow to fight the bloody battle to the end and protect our Ming Dynasty."

Another minister also stood up and followed Fan Jingwen and shouted: "Your Majesty, as the left minister of the Ministry of Justice, Meng Zhaoxiang can summon all the police officers of the Ministry of Justice to protect the safety of the capital."

The last old minister did not stand up, but knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Ni Yuanlu is in charge of the Household Department, which can ensure the continuous supply of military pay and food. If things go wrong, please punish my whole family."

Only then did Wang Chengen react and hurriedly assured Wu Fan: "Your Majesty, the veterans of the inner palace guards can keep their loyalty and are at your Majesty's disposal at any time!"

After Wu Fan heard the identities of these loyal ministers, he suddenly became happy. This deceptive system is not useless. Look, at least among the top leaders of the Ming Dynasty, the three giants of the Ministry of War are loyal to him, which is equivalent to the military commission of future generations still in his hands.

, the Ministry of Punishment also has a minister, which means that the judicial and public security systems are also under its control. The Minister of Household Affairs will be the Minister of Finance in later generations, and the money power is also firmly grasped. The situation is not as miserable as imagined. I just don’t know what is happening before me.

Regardless of the control abilities of these ministers, as long as they are not led by idiots who are ignored, Ming Dynasty can still be saved.

Wu Fan nodded, gritted his teeth and said to Fan Jingwen and the others: "Fan Aiqing, Li Zicheng is still far away from the capital, so there is no need to consider him for the time being. I order you to mobilize the Beijing camp together with Wang Jiayan and Aiqing now.

With all the troops, we will capture all the ministers who are due to attend the court meeting today but cannot excuse themselves. No matter what the reason is, even if they are really sick, drag them to the main hall. I will wait here, waiting to see these people.

Why on earth can’t you come!”

Fan Jingwen was shocked when he heard Wu Fan's cruel decree. He admonished Wu Fan without even bothering to salute: "Your Majesty, the commotion caused by this is too great. The city of Beijing can no longer afford such trouble. If Your Majesty...

..."

Before Fan Jingwen finished speaking, Wu Fan curled his lips and shouted loudly: "What time has it been? There are still so many nonsense, go!"

At this time, Wang Chengen had already directed the young eunuch to straighten the Dragon Bookcase. Wu Fan turned around and came to the Dragon Bookcase, motioned to Wang Chengen to draft an imperial edict as he just said, took out the jade seal and stamped it, and waved Wang Chengen to give it to Fan Jingwen.

past.

Fan Jingwen received the imperial edict, looked at Wu Fan with his mouth open, nodded his head, saluted Wu Fan and said goodbye, then turned around and took Wang Yanwen to the Beijing camp to declare the order to mobilize troops.

Wu Fan sat back on the dragon chair and no longer looked at Li Jiantai and others at the foot of the stairs. He reached into his arms and touched the mobile phone he kept close to him under the cover of the dragon desk. He thought fiercely in his heart: "The capital city cannot withstand the torment.

?Hmph, I want to see who dares to cause trouble. At worst, I will delete him directly. As long as Li Zicheng's troops arrive in Beijing, everything will be OK!"

After feeling that the phone was still there, Wu Fan raised his head and waved to Li Jiantai, and said softly to him: "Li Aiqing, come up, I have a few secret words to tell you."

Li Jiantai was a little confused because Wu Fan sent Fan Jingwen and Wang Jiayan out just now without mentioning him. Now that he heard Wu Fan's instructions, he realized that the emperor had another task for him. He suppressed his heart

He was so excited that he quickly walked to Wu Fan with his head lowered.

Wu Fan whispered to Li Jiantai: "It seems that the contact with Li Zicheng's envoy is urgent. Now you and Wang Cheng'en will bring Li Zicheng's envoy into the palace and place it properly. After the court meeting is resolved, I will receive him immediately.

Li Zicheng's envoy. This matter must be kept secret. If the matter is not kept secret, I'm afraid everything will be over. Do you understand?"

Li Jiantai knew that it was a foregone conclusion that Wu Fan was going to meet Li Zicheng's envoy, so he said no more at the moment, walked backwards down the golden steps, and exited the Zhongji Hall with Wang Chengen.

Now there were only three people left in the Zhongji Hall: Wu Fan, the Minister of Household Affairs Ni Yuanlu, and the left minister of the Ministry of Justice Meng Zhaoxiang. Wu Fan was not familiar with them, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. The whole Zhongji Hall was completely confused.

It became quiet. Except for the occasional cough of Ni Yuanlu, the minister of household affairs, who was old because of his old age, there was no other sound.

Wu Fan sat behind the Long Bookcase and secretly took out his mobile phone under the cover of the Long Bookcase. With the only trace of silence before the storm, Wu Fan decided to take a closer look at how many people were loyal to him in the capital at this time.

Minister.
Chapter completed!