Prime Minister

Chapter 1094 Who is the new prime minister?

Chapter 1094 Who is the new prime minister?

"Is everything done?"

Kaifeng Prefecture Governor Xu Jiang spoke to the dozen or so officers kneeling below.

The leader said, "We just heard the order and used all our strength. We guarantee that we can give Mr. Zhang full face this time."

General Xu said: "It's not enough to be very respectable. Mr. Zhang doesn't like to be ostentatious. You need to put some effort into it."

The chief said, "I will remember the prefect's instructions."

After General Xu had finished speaking, he rode away, and his followers also rode after him, with more than ten of them prostrating themselves on the ground.

After General Xu had gone far away, more than ten officers dared to stand up.

The leading officer ordered his men, "Remember this, today is a good day for Mr. Zhang. You all know the relationship between Prefect Xu and Mr. Zhang, right?"

"Don't say too much, just do it with all your heart!"

The officers immediately scattered.

Kaifeng Prefecture mobilized laborers and soldiers from all levels to work all night long to build this sand embankment.

The soldiers ahead were using brooms to spread the yellow sand evenly.

It rained heavily yesterday, and the road was muddy. If you ride a horse, you will get covered in mud. But after the yellow sand was paved, the bumpy road surface suddenly became walkable.

The servant brought a Hexi chestnut horse to Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue jumped onto the horse easily without anyone's help.

The warhorse neighed. This horse had been with Zhang Yue in the northwest battlefield. Seeing Zhang Yue mount the horse, it was about to gallop. Zhang Yue reached out and stroked the horse's mane, trying to calm it down.

The horse still snorted unwillingly.

Zhang Yue stopped his horse and looked around. In front of the mansion gate, there were only a few people including Shiqi Niang seeing him off, just like they usually did when going to court.

Zhang Yue nodded to Shiqi Niang, then waved the whip to urge the horse forward at a steady pace.

Zhang Yue drove his horse into the night, and soon there was a loud sound of horse hooves behind him. In the distance, dozens of riders, each holding a torch, spurred their horses and whipped them to follow Zhang Yue's horse. They passed in front of the mansion gate like a strong wind, and the torches also fluttered in the wind and burst into sparks.

The followers slowed down and gathered behind Zhang Yue, who was riding alone. The flickering firelight gradually dispelled the night.

Shiqi Niang watched Zhang Yue leave, and her eyes unknowingly filled with tears. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad.

Although my husband has ascended to the position of prime minister, I'm afraid the road ahead will be even more difficult.

Zhang Yue walked across the street.

Although it was only the fourth watch, there were already officials and their attendants attending court on the Imperial Road.

Today is the court session held once every five days. At the same time, people have heard the news of a grand ceremony of worshipping the dead, and many royal relatives have also stood up to attend the court session.

Looking at the sand embankment on the Imperial Street, all the officials knew that today was indeed the Great Ceremony and someone would be promoted to the position of Prime Minister.

Officials couldn't help but speculate about the candidate.

The official began to count on his fingers.

After Xining and Yuanfeng, the prime ministers were Han Qi, Zeng Gongliang, Fu Bi, Chen Shengzhi, Han Jiang, Wang Anshi, Wu Chong and Wang Gui, a total of eight prime ministers in thirteen years.

Except for Han Qi, Zeng Gongliang and Fu Bi who were prime ministers of the previous dynasty, the current emperor has only promoted five prime ministers.

The number of major appointments for the prime minister is no more than five.

One more person joined today.

What is sacred?

At this time, a group of hundreds of people entered the Imperial Street. The followers held lanterns with the word "王" on them to light the way and shouted to the people around them. Seeing this, the officials on the left and right all made way.

Even if you can't see the green silk umbrella and the lantern with the word "Wang" in capital letters, just looking at the pomp and ceremony, everyone would know that this is the one and only prime minister of this dynasty, Wang Gui.

The prime minister is the head of all officials and is honored with the highest honor.

What does it mean to have a clear hierarchy among people below oneself?

Wang Gui also arrived very early today, apparently having received the news in advance, and was waiting for the new prime minister before coming to the imperial city.

After Wang Gui passed by, the officials looked back at the road he had come from...

Officials gathered in front of Xuande Gate one after another.

Soon Wang Gui arrived, and his attendants brought him a chair and asked him to sit at the foot of the imperial city.

A moment later, Privy Councilor Feng Jing arrived, followed by Yuan Jiang, Xue Xiang, Zeng Xiaokuan, and Zhang Qie.

Every time the ruler arrived, he bowed to Wang Gui, then stood under a group of blue silk umbrellas and looked towards the direction of the Imperial Street. Today, no one was in the mood to chat, but waited with something in mind.

Yuan Jiang snorted in his heart, what a Zhang San, he is so arrogant that he even makes us all wait here.

……

When Zhang Yue's team reached the Imperial Street, his team was of ordinary size and they did not hold up lanterns with the word "Zhang" on them, but only held torches.

None of the officials took it too seriously.

Zhang Yue mixed in the team and walked forward, watching the imperial city in the north gradually brighten up in the morning light.

The fire was put out one after another.

At this moment, no one could guess what Zhang Yue was thinking, but he looked focused, as if he was not affected by the outside world at all, and his eyes were looking into the distance.

Peng Jingyi wanted to say something to him, or which official came forward to say hello, etc.

Zhang Yuedu just nodded slightly without saying anything further and fell into deep thought again. Peng Jingyi had no choice but to refuse on Zhang Yuedu's behalf.

In fact, for Zhang Yue, this moment was like soaring into the clouds. Everything in front of him was so real and yet so unreal. He was not too excited or happy. It was as if he had anticipated that everything would happen right before his eyes.

Consciousness disappeared in an instant and then returned.

It sounds mysterious, but those who have reached the top in certain aspects have this understanding in their hearts.

When Zhang Yue arrived in front of Xuande Gate, his eyes were becoming brighter and brighter.

At this moment, the east is bright and the white clouds in the sky are dispersed by the rising sun. It will be a very good day.

Many officials were waiting in front of the Imperial Bridge. Due to the heavy rains in the previous few days, the emperor was ill, and the news of the great defeat in Fuyan Road spread. Everyone's heart was shrouded in a gloom and negative emotions after the failure.

Where will the country go in the future?

Everyone felt confused and had no direction.

Everyone is speculating about the appointment of a new prime minister, which will most likely be decided based on how national policy will unfold in the future.

When all the officials saw Zhang Yue arrive, they immediately knew the answer in their hearts. Some officials were even so surprised that they could hardly contain themselves and silently wiped away tears of joy.

Finally, someone stepped forward to save the country when it was in danger.

All the officials spontaneously and tacitly separated to both sides, standing aside with their hands folded and heads lowered to make way for Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue continued to drive his horse slowly forward, and paused slightly at the highest point of the Imperial Bridge, overlooking the officials waiting in front of the Xuande Gate.

Although there were hundreds of officials, there were actually far more than that. There were nearly a thousand officials in front of Xuande Gate.

They stood in robes of various colors. Although there were many of them, there was no sound. In the crowd, Zhang Yue saw four leaders: Cai Que, Xu Jiang, Zhang Dun, Huang Lu, Li Qingchen, An Tao, Pu Zongmeng, Qian Zao, and Sun Zhu.

Further away, under a group of cool umbrellas were prime ministers such as Feng Jing, Yuan Jiang, and Xue Xiang. Among them, sitting on a chair was the Minister of History, Wang Gui.

Everyone's expressions were clearly visible.

As his followers whispered, Wang Gui looked towards Zhang Yue who was high on the Imperial Bridge. Then he stood up from his chair, stroked his beard and smiled at him.

Zhang Yue also dismounted from the imperial bridge and walked towards Wang Gui.

Everyone on both sides stepped aside in advance or bent down and stepped back.

Zhang Yue came up to Wang Gui and bowed. Wang Gui returned the bow and the two nodded.

Before the decree was announced, when the dust had not settled, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the matter.

(End of this chapter)