Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 50: Turbulence in the Court at the beginning of the Mao Hour
"I was outside just now. I heard that you wanted to impeach me?"

Jia Cong turned his head and looked at the Jiangnan officials who had just colluded with Shui Rong.

These middle-level officials suddenly turned to Shui Rong, and some of them were instigated by high-ranking officials from their faction.

He also wanted to embarrass Jia Cong before Bailu Academy sent people to Beijing to seek revenge.

In this way, he made friends with Bailu Academy.

The result happened in front of everyone.

Shui Rong, the King of Beijing, was suppressed and killed once.

The courage and spirit he had just shown disappeared in an instant.

The hatred belongs to others, but your life is your own.

Under Jia Cong's indifferent gaze, they all lowered their heads in obedience. They didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.

"It turns out they are just a bunch of trash!"

Jia Cong whispered something and then slowly left.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

A noble civil servant.

Where is the elegance?

It's nothing more than fame.

Confucius said: "A man of noble character and integrity will not seek to live at the expense of his integrity, but will rather sacrifice his life to achieve his integrity."

The power of officials from the Jiangnan faction in the court has been growing in recent years.

There are many allies, but even more enemies.

Naturally, someone would "accidentally" leak what happened outside the Meridian Gate today.

When their literary reputation is damaged, these people's official careers will come to an end.

It will become a stain that can never be washed away in a lifetime.

Especially several editors in the Hanlin Academy who had bright futures.

At this time, his face was pale.

But even so...

No one dared to stand up and refute Jia Cong.

……

Just at this moment, the bell on the Meridian Gate Tower rang.

The Censors began to come out to supervise the officials to take sides.

"My Lord, here!"

Niu Jizong greeted the founding nobles group.

Jia Cong greeted Jia Zheng and then walked away.

"My Lord, you are showing your might today. I, Old Cow, admire you!"

As soon as he came closer, Niu Jizong bowed and flattered him.

"I have long been annoyed by those noisy southern barbarians. Your Majesty's presence today is truly a great relief to the people!"

"That's right. If I had known this, I should have waited outside and come in with the Marquis!"

"If you ask me, a real man should be like our Marquis!"

To this day, it is only a few days away from the ennoblement banquet.

These founding nobles no longer dared to act like elders in front of Jia Cong.

Let’s not talk about the title of Marquis Purple Robe for now.

Just during this period of time, Jia Cong displayed ruthless and murderous methods.

It's too late to curry favor with these nobles who are living off the merits of their ancestors.

"You are too kind. We are all from the same bloodline as the founding fathers. We should take care of each other."

Jia Cong didn't want to bother with these people at first, but then he changed his mind.

The founding lineage, although passed down to this day, has declined.

However, its influence still extends to the military throughout Daqian.

In the future, when we spread our faith, we will inevitably have to interact with others.

Jia Cong never cared about temporary face when it came to people he could use.

The majesty of gods is essentially a means to harvest the incense of believers.

Hence the rare gentle and polite remark.

"My Lord, you are right. This is the friendship left by our ancestors."

"I am a rough man, but if you can be of any use to me, please send someone with a visiting card."

"Brother Liu is right. From the founding of the country to the present, we have always supported each other."

"With the Marquis leading us, sooner or later we will restore the glory of our ancestors."

When everyone heard this, they were all excited.

You say something to me.

"My Lord, the White Deer Academy in Jiangnan has a profound foundation. There are at least three great scholars living in the academy, not to mention the few families in Jiangnan that have good relations with it." "But my Lord, you don't have to worry too much. Even if the founding lineage is weak now, it is not without foundation."

"As long as we don't go too far from Shenjing, we have to endure the anger of those people in Jiangnan."

Niu Jizong was considered to be one of the more capable people among the founding generation.

He was a mature man, otherwise he would not have been able to inherit the title of "First Class Earl" based on his military merits. He must have truly experienced fighting on the battlefield.

After everyone has finished flattering, give a careful reminder.

"With the Marquis's talent for cultivation, it would take at most eight to ten years. Even if he came in person? Jiangnan destroyed the reputation of his White Deer Academy."

"They dare not say a word of objection, and they have to put on a smiling face for the Marquis."

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Jia Cong nodded and touched the hairpin on his head.

Ten years or eight years?

Ah!
……

"My Lord, Brother Niu Shi, let's get in line. The imperial emissary in front of the palace has already looked over here several times."

Liu Fang, the grandson of Duke Liguo Liu Biao and the current first-class son, also gave a reminder at this time.

Daqian’s morning court system was very strict.

The Censor of the Metropolitan Censorate was specifically responsible for supervising and recording the officials who had not arrived for the morning court. He had to call out their names one by one. Because it was the hour of Mao, it was called "Dian Mao".

If you are absent or late without a valid reason, the lightest punishment is to be punished with a beating.

In addition, there is also the matter of appearance and posture. Officials must be serious when attending court. If any official coughs, is not dressed properly, spits, or walks unsteadily, the censor in charge of supervision will record it and wait for punishment.

This is also one of the reasons why the Censor-in-Chief has a low position but great power.

Of course, this also depends on the person.

If someone else breaks the rules, they will inevitably be reported.

But what if it was Jia Cong?
The Censor on duty today watched the founding lineage talking with him.

But he didn't dare to say even a word.

Didn’t you see that no one has cleaned up the blood and flesh left by Prince Beijing Shui Rong on the ground?

Helplessly, I had to pretend to cough lightly to remind him.

Seeing the group of people separate, he was overjoyed.

……

The palace gates opened.

All officials entered the court.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony was brightly lit with large tallow candles.

It shines as brightly as day.

Jia Cong was wearing a purple robe and was at the forefront of military honors at such a young age, which made him very eye-catching.

But no one dared to underestimate it.

Today is a grand court session, and many nobles who only have titles but no actual positions are also attending the court session.

The number of people coming is several times more than before.

A fifth-rank official like Jia Zheng was not even qualified to enter the palace.

They could only stand in the square outside the temple and endure the cold wind.

First, I dealt with a few trivial matters.

Emperor Shunde cleared his throat.

The ministers were cheered up, knowing that the highlight of today's morning court session was about to begin.

"The day before yesterday, I was hunting in the Western Mountains and was assassinated by the White Lotus rebels."

"The officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp neglected their military preparations, and 3,000 members of the White Lotus Cult sneaked into the West Mountain Hunting Ground without anyone noticing."

"The court spends a huge amount of money every year, and this is how you repay the court and me?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I will die for you!"

All the ministers bowed their heads and apologized.

"What's the point of me wanting you to die a thousand times?"

"The position of the commander of the Beijing camp has been vacant for so long, and all they do all day is fight for power and faction in the court."

"If something really happens, can I still count on you?"

Emperor Shunde took advantage of the situation to make a fuss.

At this time, some smart ministers had already noticed some signs.

He looked in horror at Jia Cong, who was at the front of the list of military honors with a calm expression.

"Well, since you can't come to a conclusion and find a candidate for the commander of the Beijing Camp."

"Then I will decide!"

"Xia Shouzhong, announce the decree!"

Emperor Shunde waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)