When Mao Cheng heard Zhu Hou Jiu call him, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Zhu Hou Jiu.
Before coming to the capital, Zhu Houjiu had already asked the system to look through the information on the officials in the palace, so he recognized this old, white-bearded official as the current Minister of Rites.
"Your Highness, this humble subject is the Minister of Rites, Mao Cheng!”
"Mm, Mao Cheng, now that this highness has entered the palace to inherit the throne, you can just follow the rules of the palace!”
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Zhu Houyi was neither servile nor overbearing, calm and measured. This simple sentence was in line with his status and was very appropriate.
This made all the officials present nod their heads secretly. They thought that this Emperor was not bad. His every move was very graceful. He was a person who was used to big scenes.
Yang Tinghe, Jiang Bin, and the others on the city gate tower also praised Zhu Houhe. In their opinion, Zhu Houjin had just entered the palace and was facing such a huge crowd, yet he did not have any stage fright at all. This was indeed very rare for a 15-year-old youth.
Since Zhu Houjin was already here, everything could be carried out according to normal etiquette.
Mao Cheng immediately stood up and led all the officials to welcome Zhu Houzhi according to etiquette. He followed the eunuchs to read out the life story of the previous emperor, Zhu Houzhao. Finally, he praised Zhu Houzhi, indicating that it was only right for Zhu Houzhi to take over the throne.
Following that was the etiquette of the Ming court. Of course, all of this required the cooperation of Zhu Houjin.
Zhu Houzhen calmly followed the officials to complete the entire set of etiquette without making any mistakes.
The officials saw that Zhu Houjiu was actually so understanding of the big picture, and they had a good impression of Zhu Houjiu.
When all the formalities were completed, it was time for Zhu Houjin to enter the palace.
According to the rules, Zhu Houjin rode his horse toward the Great Ming Gate.
However, after Mao Cheng saw this, he hurriedly led his men forward and stopped Zhu Houjin.
"Your Highness, please enter the palace through the Dong 'an Gate and temporarily reside in the Hall of Cultural Splendor!”
"Hmm, what?"
"Your Highness…please enter the palace through the Dong 'an Gate!”
"Oh!"
After Zhu Houjiu was reborn, he naturally had the memories of the prince Zhu Houjiu from his previous life, so he was very clear about the etiquette of the royal family.
Zhu Houyan knew that entering the palace through the Dong 'an Gate was the treatment of the crown prince. If he were to enter the palace through the Dong 'an Gate, he would be the son of his cousin, Zhu Houzhao.
This was an extremely humiliating decision. Zhu Houjiu was very smart. He knew that Mao Cheng wouldn't dare to make such an arrangement with his courage. The person who made such an arrangement was probably none other than Yang Tinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet in the court.
Zhu Houjian raised his head and looked up at the city gate tower. Yang Tinghe was also looking down from the city gate tower. Their eyes met in the air. Zhu Houjin was not afraid at all. Sparks flew when their eyes met.
Zhu Houyou understood that Yang Tinghe was taking advantage of this decision to suppress him. If Zhu Houyou agreed to enter the palace through the Dong 'an Gate, he would lose his prestige among the officials. In the future, he would be at a disadvantage if he wanted to control the officials and deal with them.
Therefore, this was the first confrontation between Zhu Houjiu and Yang Tinghe, and he must not lose.
Zhu Houjin never thought that he would have a conflict with Yang Tinghe before he even entered the palace to become the emperor.
It seemed that Yang Tinghe was determined to treat him like a puppet emperor.
Humph!
Yang Tinghe really underestimated me.
After I decided to enter the palace, I have never been afraid of you, Yang Tinghe!
"Mao Cheng, explain to this prince who usually takes the path from the Dong 'an Gate to the Hall of Cultural Splendor?”
"This…is naturally the crown prince…"
"Hehe, so you also know that it's the crown prince!”Zhu Houjin sneered." This Highness is the new ruler of the Great Ming Dynasty that you have elected. I am not the previous emperor's crown prince. This Highness will naturally enter the palace through the Great Ming Gate. How can I go through the Dong 'an Gate?"”
Zhu Houjin's words were reasonable and full of confidence, instantly stunning Mao Cheng.
Mao Cheng did not expect the new Emperor to be so clear-headed and so aggressive. How could these words come from a 15-year-old youth? This was simply a veteran who had been in the palace for many years.
"Your Highness, this…this time, you should listen to the arrangements of the Ministry of Rites. Our arrangement is reasonable…"
"What reason can there be! Mao Cheng, you are a dignified assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, how could you make such a mistake? Did you work in the palace for nothing?”
"This…Your Highness…"
Mao Cheng had been in the court for decades and was an old official, but he did not expect that he would be scolded by a youth at the palace gate until his face turned red and he could not speak.
Seeing Zhu Houjiu so domineering, all the officials present were shocked. He thought to himself that this youth was indeed not to be trifled with.
Yang Tinghe and Jiang Bin, who were standing on the city gate tower, narrowed their eyes and looked down at Zhu Houjie without saying a word. The few white-clothed young men at the city gate also silently watched the change in the situation.
"Your Highness!"
Mao Cheng and the others were unable to refute Zhu Hou's scolding, so they could only use the most powerful weapon of the Ming Dynasty's officials-crying remonstrance.
Although this move was rather ugly, it had been tried and tested many times. No matter if it was an expert like Zhu Di or Zhu Yuanzhang, they were all helpless against this move.
"Your Highness, please listen to our arrangements. Our arrangements are also for Great Ming's sake!”
"Your Highness, please enter the palace through the Dong 'an Gate!"
Starting from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the officials gradually began to kneel down and kowtow to Zhu Houyou. Their goal was to make Zhu Houyou listen to their arrangements.
Zhu Houjin had never expected that he would encounter the most legendary tradition of crying and remonstrating with civil officials in the Ming Dynasty before he even entered the palace gates.
Seeing all the officials crying in front of him, whether it was the young officials or the bearded old officials, all of them were crying. This kind of situation was not something that ordinary people could resist.
Even A'wu and A'da, who were beside Zhu Houjiu, felt a little creeped out when they saw the crying and remonstrance of the officials. At this moment, they really wanted to go up and persuade Zhu Houjiu. If it really couldn't be done, they would just agree to enter the palace from the southeast gate.
Yang Tinghe and the others on the city gate tower could not help but laugh when they saw the situation below.
Although this Zhu Houzhen was smart, he was still a 15-year-old youth.
Facing such a scene, he was still a little flustered. He could not handle it at all!
The so-called new ruler was nothing more than this!
These officials cried and admonished that no one could deal with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. What could a child like him do?
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