The Best Fake Eunuch

Xiao Chen had just finished washing, when a young eunuch who was in charge of ceremonies rushed to report, saying that the emperor is coming to court today, please go over to serve immediately, father-in-law.

As an eunuch, even the eunuch Bingbi, the third-rank division of rites, is not qualified to participate in politics, at most, he is passing on imperial edicts or something.

Usually, the eunuch Gong Shouli, who served the emperor Li Wanjiang, was the eunuch Gong Shouli, but it was not his turn to hold the pen like Xiao Chen.

"Where's Eunuch Gong?" Xiao Chen asked casually.

"Eunuch Gong, an old man, caught a cold some time ago and has been recovering from his illness." The little eunuch hurriedly said.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? I've been too busy recently, so I don't even know. I'm going to visit him later." Xiao Chen expressed his shock.

Thinking that Gong Shouli has a fart problem?

Sickness is also heart disease!

The incident last time made him extremely embarrassed, because his confidant eunuch Zhao Laifu turned out to be an assassin sent by Tianxuan Society!

After hiding by his side for so long, he didn't know anything, which shows that he is extremely fatuous and incompetent.

It is said that the emperor was furious and took him to scold him like a bloody sprinkler!

This guy was frightened and frightened, and felt depressed, so he fell ill and became bedridden.

Hastily changed clothes, and rushed all the way to the emperor's bedroom, in fact, there is no need to be in such a hurry, but the emperor calls you, you have to be up or down, right?

When I arrived outside the Hall of Qinzheng, I saw dozens of senior officials standing at the door, whispering to each other in twos and threes.

Seeing Xiao Chen approaching, they all nodded and smiled as a greeting.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to talk to them too much on this occasion, so he just kept smiling and passed quickly...

But the two officials, one fat and one thin, couldn't help but dragged him aside.

"Lord Li, Lord Liu, don't pull me, the emperor is in a hurry to call me over!" Xiao Chen couldn't break free, with a helpless expression on his face.

The fat man is called Li Hong, and he is the third-rank Zuo Shilang, a master craftsman of the Ministry of Industry, and the thin man is called Liu Wenzheng, who is the fifth-rank doctor of the thirteenth division of the Ministry of Households.

These two got acquainted with Xiao Chen through the installation of the heating system in this yamen, and the relationship is not bad, so they stopped him abruptly on this occasion.

"Lord Xiao, we two brothers heard that the court will discuss important matters today, do you know what it is?" Li Hong looked around and asked for advice in a low voice.

"You tell us, so that our two brothers can have something in mind, right?" Liu Wenzheng said.

"I don't really know, but maybe it's about Chen Jisheng." Xiao Chen also wanted to get on good terms with these two, and besides, it wasn't a secret, so he told the truth without any pretense.

Oh...the two nodded together, but they didn't know what our emperor meant? Do you love him, Chen Jisheng, or hate him?

It's hard for Xiao Chen to say it clearly, he can only hint at them all at once.

How dare we guess what the emperor is thinking?

But I heard that Zhu Xiaochuan, the governor of Jinyiwei, and Wang Anbang, the minister of officials, both want to protect Mr. Chen.

can't you? The two were shocked when they heard the words, how could Wang Anbang protect Chen Jisheng?

Little Eunuch Xiao, your source of information may not be very accurate!

"Your majesty is wise and mighty, and he does everything swiftly and resolutely, but he has never issued an order to punish Mr. Chen... It's really strange to say it." Xiao Chen said and left.

He can only hint at this part.

As for whether the two can understand each other, it depends on their comprehension ability.

He trotted all the way to the emperor's bedroom, and kowtowed to pay his respects.

Sure enough, Li Wanjiang was very satisfied to see him sweating profusely and looking frightened.

While wearing a dragon robe and a Taiping golden crown under the service of several eunuchs, he casually reprimanded a few words in a very affectionate tone: "What are you doing in such a hurry? You are a third-rank eunuch. Be more dignified!"

"Take the memorials on the table and follow me to court!"

Why does the old emperor suddenly have such a good attitude towards the young master? I'm afraid there is something difficult for the young master to do.

Maybe it was the matter of following Concubine Liu Gui to go home to visit relatives.

As a son-in-law, why don't you go by yourself? But let the young master and I work hard all the way, traveling thousands of miles!

But speaking of it, he can be regarded as the half-son-in-law of Liu Ruyun's family, right?

More than half.

Xiao Chen, as the chief inspector of ceremonies, has been told of his responsibilities since he took office, and this is only the first time he has practiced it, so he feels a little uneasy.

Hastily picked up a few memorials on the imperial case, bowed his head and bent down like a small shrimp, followed the emperor closely, all the way to the Hall of Qinzheng.

All the civil and military ministers had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Li Wanjiang coming, they knelt down and kowtowed together, saying, "Long live my emperor, long live."

At this moment, should Xiao Chen rush to the head of the hall, shout loudly, play early if there is something to do, and retreat if there is nothing to do?

But that was all staged in TV dramas. There is no such procedure in the real Shang Dynasty.

Moreover, the ministers are not all standing, but each has a seat, otherwise, after a major court event is discussed, the feet will still hurt?

The young ones are okay, but the older ones faint when they are in a hurry, and talk about a shit?

The rules that ministers must stand before the emperor only existed in the Song Dynasty, and it was not until the Ming Dynasty that it was formally regulated. In the current Great Zhou Dynasty, there are not so many poor and fastidious people.

Therefore, the discussions between the court and the central government in the Great Zhou Dynasty were not much different from the current meetings.

It's just more etiquette and one less table.

"My dear ones, don't be polite." Li Wanjiang seemed to enjoy the feeling of being bowed down, and waited for a long time before motioning for the big guy to stand up and speak.

"Last night, Marquis of Pingyang, Zhu Xiaochuan, and Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Wang Anbang, gave me an excerpt about Chen Jisheng...Xiao Chen, please read the two excerpts to everyone."

Turning to look at Xiao Chen.

"My minister Zhu Xiaochuan respects Chen Jisheng for offending the Holy Majesty and going to prison!" Xiao Chen cleared his throat, opened Zhu Xiaochuan's memorial, and read aloud.

The voice is clear and clear, the words are clear, the words are round, and the yin and yang are frustrating. Everyone in the hall can hear every word clearly.

Everyone thought in their hearts that Xiao Chen's reading skills were a hundred times better than that of Gong Shouli's!

Gong Shouli was not well-educated, and usually reading a memorial was like dragging dry pussy, so it took a lot of effort to listen to it.

And the voice is also hoarse and unpleasant, sharp and thin, almost like a duck calling.

Look at Xiao Chen, standing on the top, there is such a jade tree facing the wind, Yue Zhiyuan is stunned!

The words spoken and the words read are so pleasant to the ears.

Both visually and audibly, it is a kind of enjoyment.

This is how my eunuch of Da Zhou should look like!

The contents of the two memorials are very simple and similar, and they are pleading for Chen Chengji.

Only the ending is slightly different.

Wang Anbang hopes that my emperor will be kind and spare Chen Jisheng's life, so let him return to his hometown and retire.

Zhu Xiaochuan said that although Chen Chengji committed a heinous crime, he was always diligent in his work, otherwise he would be demoted five levels in a row and find a small, remote county town to be a county magistrate.

Let him be grateful for the mighty grace of the emperor, and work hard to make contributions, otherwise it would be a pity...