Chapter 27 Reality is very harsh

  "Who are you? Why be so rude in the great hall?" Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, while Crown Prince Zhu Youjian's heart was laughing uncontrollably, but his face pretended to be angry.

  "Your Highness, I am Zu Dashou, the left supervising censor of the Capital Patrol and Inspection Institute. I was momentarily overcome with righteous indignation and have some words to say to Yang Gong, please permit me." Zu Dashou made a bow to the crown prince, at this time he also seemed to feel somewhat improper, but things having come to this point, he could only brazen it out.

  "The great Ming has never had a case of blocking the way of speech, let alone you wanting to speak with Lord Yang. How could I not allow it? Please proceed, Lord Zu." At this time, Zhu Youxiao's heart was already laughing upside down. He still had some understanding of the people from the Dongling Party. These people emphasized a certain style and demeanor. In later words, they were a group of people who couldn't be led astray, but would retreat when beaten, and could only be coaxed gently."

  Moreover, Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao is now going to use Zuo Guangdou's mouth to say those words I want to say. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it some good grass. Although we can't give them anything, there are still good words. Moreover, compared with actual things, these Donglin Party people prefer to do so themselves. For them, this is a kind of identity. It will make them feel that they would rather die for their ideals than betray them.

  Looking at Zuo Guangdou walking towards Yang Lian, Zhu Youxiao's heart felt amused. It seems that there will be a good show to watch. If they are not allowed to fight, how can he get an opportunity? At this time, all the officials were at a loss for words. Where did this Zuo Guangdou come from? What right does he have to speak here? However, since the Crown Prince has spoken, these people have no way out.

  "Yang Lian, I always thought you were my closest friend, but it turns out you're just a muddle-headed fool. What are all of you gathered here for? What have you just done? Today is the first day of September, and there are still six days until the sixth! That's six whole days, and at this time, you actually want to put things off until then? Are you an idiot? If something happens during these six days, what will you do? Can you face the late emperor?" Zuo Guangdou was like a furious rooster at this moment, and Yang Lian also realized that he had made a very serious mistake.

  "Where do you want to go tonight? To your home?" By the time he said this, Zuo Guangdou was already hoarse.

  "What would happen to all of you if Lv Congxiao really did something wrong? Have you ever thought about it?" This time, Zuo Guangdou cast his gaze at the other officials again, and his words were also loud and clear.

  Everyone at this time was showing a thoughtful expression, but Yang Lian suddenly rushed out of the crowd. His target was the head of the Imperial Observatory. He arrived at the head's side and loudly asked: "I ask you, is today a good day? Is it too late to hold the grand ceremony now?"

  Seeing Yang Lian's appearance, the supervisor of the Imperial Observatory felt a sudden chill in his heart. He knew that this matter was going to be big. Such a major event had actually fallen on his own shoulders, and the supervisor of the Imperial Observatory secretly lamented, how could it be like this? If something were to happen in the future, as long as someone said that the day of ascension was not good, he would definitely be punished with confiscation of property and extermination of his family.

  If he doesn't agree now, he will definitely offend these ministers, which is really a dilemma. After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "Your Highness, today is the day of the former emperor's death." After finishing speaking, this old man lowered his head and remained silent. At this moment, he had already made up his mind that no matter what the outcome of this matter was, he would definitely not participate in it, and when he returned, he would resign and retire to his hometown.

  The grand hall was so quiet that a falling needle could be heard, and everyone was stunned by the words of the Director of the Imperial Observatory. Since ancient times, Confucianism has emphasized filial piety, and governing the country also emphasizes governing with filial piety. Although the Director's words were simple, their meaning was profound.

  If the former emperor had passed away, unless it was during a time of war and chaos, with the altar of the land and grain overturned, it would have been impossible for the new emperor to ascend to the throne on the same day. Even if it were during a time of war and chaos, they probably would have carefully considered the date as well!

  The ministers in the great hall were all deeply influenced by Confucian etiquette and were all Confucians at heart, so it was impossible for them to go against the Confucian way. After a moment of changing expressions, everyone's eyes focused on Crown Prince Zhu Youjian, as if waiting for this 16-year-old boy to make a decision.

  The Crown Prince Zhu Youjian did not expect that things would develop to this extent. In real history, Yang Lian made such a mistake. Emperor Tianqi was unable to ascend the throne on September 1st and set the date of ascension on September 6th. During these six days, many things happened, including one of the three major cases - the case of moving the palace.

  At this time, the only one who truly realized the severity of the problem was Left Guangdou, the inspector of the imperial city. I thought that by finding him, I could prevent this incident from happening, but unexpectedly, it still couldn't be stopped. Is this really the inevitability of history? If one cannot change history, then what can one do?

  Following the trajectory of the Tianqi Emperor, he worked as a carpenter every day, favored Wei Zhongxian, and died an unnatural death seven years later.

  The ministers did not know what the Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao was thinking, and seeing the prince's constantly changing expression, they were all at a loss. Even if he couldn't ascend to the throne today, wasn't there still tomorrow? What's the big deal, was there something else going on here?

  After a long time, Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao finally smiled wryly and shook his head, letting out a deep sigh. He said slowly: "Since that's the case, let's set the date for September 6th!" Glancing at Zuo Guangdou who still wanted to speak, the prince shook his head and said in a low voice: "Although I am not yet emperor, I am also the son of the previous emperor. Now that the previous emperor has passed away, how can I bear to ascend to the throne at this time?"

  Zuo Guangdou could only sigh deeply at this time, and glared fiercely at the supervisor of the Imperial Censorate, scaring the old man into hastily retreating several steps.

  Looking at the slowly setting sun outside, Crown Prince Zhu Yubai said in a low voice: "Everyone, go home! Today the imperial palace doesn't serve dinner." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away, leaving behind only a heavy sigh and a desolate back view.

  The ministers were at a loss, each with a different expression on their face, and each with their own thoughts, perhaps only they themselves knew what they were thinking.

  Slowly turning a corner, he arrived at the corridor outside the grand hall, in front of him was the square of the Forbidden City. The mood of Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao was somewhat complicated. Looking at the palace filled with the remaining glow of sunset, it was so beautiful, so prosperous, but there were too many things hidden inside, making people dare not touch.

  As he watched the beautiful figure walking towards him from a distance, Prince Zhu Youxiao's heart warmed up slightly. It was really not easy to find someone in this world who could make him feel warm inside.

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