Chapter 800 Xu Fengnian made a big fuss in the Ministry of Rites, and the Imperial Heavenly Prison was waiting for the enemy in a strong battle. However, because this morning court really caught up with too many strange faces, including Gao Shizhi, Duke of Yan and Song Daoning, the Marquis of Huaiyang, a large group of ministers and nobles gathered in the venue, making the originally very open hall seem crowded. Therefore, when Chen Wang stopped, there were still people passing by the well-deserved “First Minister of Xiangfu”. Even Song Daoning, who gave the impression of the capital city’s officialdom, took the initiative to greet him.
Several elderly ministers who had worked in the team with the old Xichu Grand Tutor and the Left Pushe Sun Xiji of Liyang were even more enthusiastic as if they were treating their son-in-law. If it weren’t for the eyes of the eunuch Song Tanglu, these old ministers who had to be careful in their daily life at home would have been able to stand here and talk to Lord Chen for half an hour.
Chen Wang stood with Song Tanglu, wearing a big red python robe, and gradually walked all the inside and outside the hall. Chen Wang did not rely on the friendship between the king and the minister who was the civil and military in the same dynasty today, and asked the eunuch, the head of the eunuch of Liyang for the reason, and kept silent. However, after a long time of silence, Song Tanglu took the initiative to whisper: “I have to bother Lord Chen for a while.”
Chen Wang nodded.
Faced with Lord Chen’s lukewarm response, the eunuchs in the python robe who were as scared as tigers in the court, were not at all dissatisfied. After Song Tanglu took over the ranks of the officials from Han Shengxuan, he caught up with the change of new and old emperors from Liyang, and rarely respected a certain official. In Song Tanglu’s mind, Chen Wang and Chen Shaobao’s ranking was only after Qi Yanglong, Gu Jiantang and Huan Wen, and before Zhao Youling and Yin Maochun. Chen Wang, who was born into a poor scholar, is really very similar to an old man. He is exactly the same in terms of personal ethics and career experience, and even makes people not feel too jealous.
Chen Wang traveled thousands of miles, so he patted his shoulder and then came back to his senses. He turned his head to look, smiled helplessly, and bowed gently.
The young emperor did not wear a dragon robe, and put on a casual outfit that was not in line with the etiquette, standing side by side with Chen Wang on the top of the steps. Song Tanglu had already stepped back and his feet quietly, giving up his position to the Xiangfu monarch and minister who were destined to leave his name in history.
Chen Wang saw several eunuchs working together to bring a long ladder, and couldn’t help but ask curiously: “What is Your Majesty doing?”
The emperor smiled and said, “Accompany me and wait for me first.”
When Chen Wang saw the ladder carefully mounted on the eaves of the Golden Palace, Chen Shaobao, who was a little clear, was immediately laughed and cried, and wanted to speak but stopped. The young emperor stretched out his finger for Chen Wang and pointed to the two people in the distance: a vermilion python robe, obviously a great eunuch with a status of no less than Song Tanglu, and a dressed in the clothes of an ordinary Confucian scholar. As he walked closer, Chen Wang finally saw clearly what the two men looked like: Silijian Eunuch, an elderly eunuch with a very old experience, was walking slightly forward by the young man bent his waist slightly, and one palm forwardExtend, and hold the cuff with the other hand, as if leading the way for the man; the latter closed his eyes and didn’t take big steps.
When the eunuch Bingbi took the lead, Chen Wang vaguely heard the old eunuch say, “Mr. Lu, be careful of the soles of our feet, we are about to reach the stairs.”
The emperor turned his head and smiled, “Can you guess who is the sage?”
Chen Wang nodded and said, “Mr. Lu Xu, Qingzhou, has two memorable memorials presented by King Jing’an in the late Yonghui. People in the capital are actually aware that it is from the hands of Mr. Lu, who is behind the scenes.”
The emperor suddenly felt a little melancholy. While the two sides were still a little distance, he lowered his voice and said, “Lu Xu’s chess is extremely powerful. I guess we will be chopped up by people together, so we will be cleaned up at will.”
Chen Wang couldn’t help laughing and quipped softly: “Otherwise, it would be impossible to play the 10-stage chess saint, Chief Fan, and then he could support him. Isn’t the Majesty still the little supervisor of the Imperial Heaven Supervision to support us? We are afraid that we can’t win one Lu Xu, and that Wu Congxian, who claims to only lose to Fan Guoshou. If it still doesn’t work, we will fight in the wheels, and we will take the long test on purpose to see when Lu Xu can hold on, so we won’t be afraid that he won’t be fainting.”
The young emperor gently hit Chen Wang’s waist with his elbow and laughed and scolded: “It’s not good to bully Mr. Lu. It’s okay to find Chief Fan to be a dog-headed military advisor for us, but we can even use some face to fight in the wheels.”
Chen Wang was rogue and said, “The shamelessness of the minister is not worth a lot of money anyway.”
The emperor raised his elbow and wanted to take action again, and Chen Wang quickly moved away a few steps.
The eunuch of Sili Jian Bingbi led Lu Xu to approach the emperor and Lord Chen. When he was about ten steps away, His Majesty the Emperor quickly walked down the steps, grabbed Lu Xu’s hand, and smiled and said, “Mr. Lu, I’m so surprised to invite you to the palace this time.”
Lu Xu did not show any fear and fear, and said frankly: “It’s a pity that Lu Xu is a blind man and cannot see the spectacular scene of the palace.”
Eunuch of Bingbi, who bent down and lowered his eyebrows, shook his eyes after seeing this scene.
After the young emperor and Lu Xu, who was still a white Ding, climbed to the top of the steps together, Chen Wang smiled and said hello to Lu Xu, “I am lucky to have met Mr. Lu.”
Lu Xu bowed and said, “Lu Xu pays homage to Lord Chen.”
Chen Wang accepted it calmly.
That bow was the first and last time after Lu Xu entered the capital, he saluted a certain official in Liyang until the end of his life.
Many years later, Lu Xu passed away quietly. The chief minister Chen Wang stood in the lonely mourning hall where only a white-haired old woman was, and returned the prayer today.
The emperor said in a deep voice to Song Tanglu and the eunuch Bingbi: “I want to climb the ladder with two gentlemen. One of you will hold everyone away from the nearby one, and the other will stay there. Remember! Within an incense stick, I will not see anyone in the rooftop view!”
The elderly eunuch Bingbi left quickly, so he naturally did not dare to compete with Song Tanglu for the position of the guardian ladder.
Under the instructions of the emperor that he could not refuse, Chen Wang had to climb the ladder first, and Lu Xu followed closely, and the young emperor and Song Tanglu held the ladder for the two of them, one left and one right.
Song Tanglu did not look up, but he caught a glimpse of the young emperor who was tilting his head out of the corner of his eyes.
An emperor with a good reputation in the court and the country is escalating for a young minister and a poor man in white. There were two pairs of boots on the top of the emperor’s head. Song Tanglu’s eyes suddenly turned red.
When the three of them got on the roof of the towering hall, the eunuch in charge of the Sili Superintendent was completely gone. Song Tanglu didn’t dare to release the ladder with both hands, but raised his sleeves slightly and wiped his eyes.