Tang Dynasty: Nine-year-old County Grandpa

A quarter of an hour later, in front of the main hall of the Chang'an Palace.

Chu Jie's carriage slowly stopped.

At this time, the sun has not yet come out, and the early dynasty pays attention to Li Shimin when the first ray of sunlight comes out, and then announces the beginning of the early dynasty.

And now, it is the time for hundreds of officials to arrive one after another.

There are luxury carriages of the bigwigs of the DPRK and China everywhere, and the Beijing officials who can go to the court are all at least four grades.

The arrival of Chu Jie's carriage immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, isn't that the nine-year-old kid?"

"Did you hear that? This guy took over the bully Zhou Wanpeng when he took office. "

Oh, if the official remembers correctly, is that the person from Rui Guogong Dou Shangshu?"

"Yes, not only did Zhou Wanpeng do it, but also broke the leg of the housekeeper in Rui Guogong's mansion!"

"Hiss...... It's so terrifying!?"

"yes, no one has been given face.

"The afterlife is terrifying.

"It's amazing, but why is he here today, and he has to go to the court?"

"I don't know, he should have been approved to come to the court."

"I guess I'm here to trouble Rui Guogong, and I'll see a good show later." In

the midst of the discussion of a large group of court bigwigs.

Wearing a seven-poinsettia official robe and looking like a child, Chu Jie exuded an aura that did not match his age, and walked towards the palace proudly.

At this time, under the cover of night, the golden cornices and blood-red walls of the palace hall were like a giant beast looming in the darkness.

When he stepped into the interior of the Great Hall, a sense of luxury came to his face.

It is a large hall with white marble floors and stacked like a square.

Eighteen blood-red pillars stood like guards.

The main hall is seated, and on the steps, a dragon chair is shining with domineering golden light under the illumination of the light.

Here, it is the center of Datang's power.

All the ministers who came one after another, according to the distinction between civil and military, were divided on both sides.

A blue-clothed eunuch greeted him.

"My lord, but is Chang'an Ling Chu Jie Chu?" the

eunuch asked cautiously.

"It's the official.

Chu Jie responded.

"Lord Chu, please stand

here!" "You are temporarily in the court, and your position is here!"

The

eunuch respectfully took Chu Jie to his position.

"I never thought that the procedures for going to the court would be so thoughtful, thank you father-in-law. Chu

Jie saw that he applied for the court, not only was it approved in seconds, but everyone who should be connected was ready, and he was immediately full of good feelings towards the eldest grandson Wuji, who was in charge of this matter, and Wang De, the great eunuch who managed the eunuchs.

Seeing that Chu Jie was so polite, the eunuch hurriedly shouted that he didn't dare to take it seriously, and left after taking Chu Jie to his position.

Chu Jie stood in the Wenchen queue, and there were a few people standing on the left side, and it was Dou Lukuan, who was dressed in a noble purple robe.

His fat body was wrapped in official robes, his face was retracted, and he looked a little kind.

"Damn, this ancient man sells his personality, and he is no worse than modern people.

Chu Jie frowned in disgust.

At this time, the voice of the great eunuch Wang De came from the special passage next to the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty~Down~Drive~To~"

A long, sharp voice came.

All the civil and military generals looked at their noses and noses, and stood up straight at the same time.

The atmosphere instantly became solemn.

Not long after, the figure of Li Shimin, who was dressed in a solemn dragon robe and had an incomparably majestic face, appeared on the main hall, and then sat on the dragon chair with a momentum of dominating the world.

When he saw Chu Jie, a trace of friendly warmth flashed in his eyes.

"Meet Your Majesty!" In

the next second, all the ministers of civil and military affairs in the audience bowed down.

In this era, there is no such thing as a mountain shouting long live, and there is no disgusting three bows and nine knocks.

Even if it is to meet the emperor, it is enough to give it up.

It can be seen that the imperial dynasty of the Han people is indeed the most advanced and humanistic civilization in ancient times.

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to play!" After

the ceremony of seeing the salute passed, Chu Jie's childish figure took a step forward with a serious look on his face and bowed down.

In the next moment, all the ministers looked at this nine-year-old county master who seemed to be a child, but was actually not easy to mess with.

This is a ruthless character, and everyone knows about breaking the leg of Dou Lukuan's housekeeper.

After all, there are no secrets among the top echelons of the empire.

Jiupin had already dared to provoke Shangshu, it was hard to imagine that if he went up a little further, wouldn't he want to tear down the sky?

Everyone's eyes became a little scrutinized.

Only the eldest grandson Wuji, still expressionless and without waves.

"Chu Aiqing has something to do, but it doesn't matter!" Li

Shimin's majestic voice came from the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty, from last year to the beginning of this year, the locust plague was thousands of miles away, and the refugees fled to Chang'an one after another, but they did not receive any effective resettlement, and a full 70,000 people starved to death. "

The minister asked the household department for money and grain, and was told that all the money and grain had been used to relieve the Tubo people, and the remaining grain was even left to prepare for the Tubo people to ask for help again half a month later.

"And all of this was jointly promoted by Lu Kuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Xue Shu. "

Chen Douda, please ask the Ministry of Rites Shangshu, are you our Tang Dynasty's Ministry of Rites Shangshu, or Tubo's Ministry of Rites Shangshu?"

As soon as Chu Jie came out, he was all aimed at Dou Lukuan.

"Bold!" a

fourth-grade counselor jumped out and pointed at Chu Jie and yelled.

"Your Majesty, Chang'an ordered Chu Jie, disrespectful to Shangguan, please punish Your Majesty!" "That's right, a seventh-grade official is so arrogant

!" "Your Majesty, such a mad minister, it is absolutely intolerable!"

"Your Majesty, Chang'an ordered Chu Jie to be beheaded!".

In the next second, as if stabbing a hornet's nest, countless subordinates such as counselors and left and right attendants of the Ministry of Rites all jumped out.

Even many officials who are not from the Ministry of Rites have stood up to scold Chu Jie.

They are all fanatical supporters of Confucianism, and in their eyes, the status of a scholar represents the status of a scholar, how can a petty official of the seventh rank be allowed to question it?

What Chu Jie just said was not only the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, but also the scholar Xue Shu.

"Let him finish his words!" Li

Shimin said expressionlessly, and the hall, which originally looked like a crowd of emotions, suddenly fell silent.

"Your Majesty, as the official government of the Tang Empire, every grain we have is paid by the people of Li below.

"When they are in trouble, we use the food they pay to help another country, and this kind of thing is ridiculous.

"Although the minister is not a common man, as the parent official of Chang'an, the minister has the responsibility to speak for the people of Chang'an. "

This is the duty of the minister, if the country lives and dies for the benefit of the country, can it be avoided because of good fortune and misfortune?"

Chu Jie's loud voice echoed throughout the hall!