At that moment, he realized that now, there was no prime minister.

The prime minister who can suppress Wei Yan is no longer there.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Feng Junhou actually stood up, which made him feel full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Little did he know that when Feng Junhou saw Wei Yan leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief and his body was already covered with a layer of white hair sweat.

"I didn't expect that Junhou could actually make Wei Yan give in."

I can make old man Wei give in as much as he can!

Who knows what he was thinking?

Feng Junhou looked at Liu Yan, feeling a little dissatisfied.

People are addicted to food!

Even though I know I can't compare with others, I still want to tease them.

How different is it from my son Ah Chong?

If you can't beat both of them, you still have to be mean-mouthed. In the end, besides being pushed to the ground and beaten hard, what else can you do?

But after all, he was Liu Liang's master. For Liu Liang's sake, Feng Junhou still advised him:

"Uncle Liu, it's better not to mess with this person in the future. In the past, when the Prime Minister was around, it was okay and he could still suppress him. Now that the Prime Minister is gone, if he really takes action, no one can stop him."

Liu Yan's face looked a little embarrassed:

"Who told him to say something so unpleasant just now? I couldn't hold back my anger for a moment..."

You deserve to be abandoned!

Even though he knew the consequences, he still couldn't control his impulse.

After such an incident, the people in the room lost interest in talking. After greeting each other, they started chatting about simple topics.

It made Feng Junhou almost want to doze off.

Fortunately, not long after, Xiao Huangmen came in again, bowed to the people in the room and said:

"Gentlemen, the time has come."

Several people came out of the hot house and saw that the palace gate was being pushed open, and the ministers had already begun to prepare to line up in the order of going to court.

There are three lanes in the palace gate, and the middle lane is for the exclusive use of the emperor. The ministers have been divided into two teams, each standing on the left and right lanes, preparing to enter the palace in order.

This time it was Feng Junhou's turn to be a little confused: Where should I stand?

Looking at Feng Junhou who was a little hesitant, Liu Yan, who wanted to build a good relationship with Feng Junhou, reminded:

"Your Majesty, please stand behind Wei Yan."

Looking around, I saw Wei Yan standing at the front of the west road.

Liu Yan, on the other hand, walked over calmly and stood in front of Wei Yan.

Jiang Wan, on the other hand, stood at the top of the east road.

Seeing this, Feng Junhou remembered Madam Right's advice:

The princes, princes, meritorious officials, generals and other military generals will line up in the west; those who have no military merit and will go to court will line up in the east.

Logically speaking, there should be two people in front of him.

One is Zhenyuan General Wu Ban, and the other is former general Deng Zhi.

It's just that of these two people, one stays in Jincheng and the other guards Bingzhou, so he, the general of Zhendong, ranks third.

Standing behind Wei Yan, Feng Junhou was still in the mood to take a look behind him, and it was Jiang Wan.

At this time, the palace gate has been completely opened, the lanterns in the palace are shining like daylight, and the soldiers are lined up on both sides of the majesty's path. The audience can only hear the shouts: "All the ministers enter the palace!"

But seeing Liu Yong standing at the front, he handed over his palace entry voucher. The visitor who was responsible for verification checked his appearance and was allowed to enter.

Seeing this, Feng Junhou finally understood why he had to wait in line so early.

Although the Han Dynasty is still in the stage of conquering the world and keeping everything simple, the number of officials in the previous dynasty was not only 200, but more than 100.

When they faced each other like this, it was already dawn.

Fortunately, Feng Junhou was standing in fifth place and did not have to endure so much cold wind outside.

Entering the palace, there were soldiers of the Tiger Infantry Army standing on both sides of the road. Everyone was holding a halberd and wearing armor, protecting the ministers entering the palace.

A hundred steps further, they turned into a tiger cavalry army, equipped with armor and riding equipment, with flags lining up and ringing, and they were killing in a chilling manner.

Although these armored cavalry troops were created by himself, Feng Junhou was so caught in the middle by them. The key was that he still walked. They stood on horseback, condescending, which was very uncomfortable.

I am always worried that those halberds that are more than one foot long will suddenly come down and stab me into a human-shaped meat skewer.

He came to the steps of the front hall of Weiyang Palace, stood at the foot of the steps, and began to wait.

The solemn atmosphere brought by the surrounding infantry and cavalry soldiers made everyone involuntarily quiet down.

After all the officials had completed their verification and entered the palace, they heard three bells ringing "dang dang dang", and then a visitor at the door of the palace shouted:

"The auspicious time has come. Your Majesty will come to court. Come!"

The officials began to trot up the stairs, ran over the long steps, came to the palace gate, took off the swords from their waists, took off their shoes, and then trotted into the palace.

Not everyone can enter the palace. Only officials with a wealth of more than 600 stones and special orders from the emperor are eligible to enter the palace.

The rest are listed in the corridor according to their official positions, and those who are still listed are listed in the His Highness.

When the officials were in their seats, they heard a burst of music, the emperor ascended to his throne, and the officials shouted long live, then walked to their seats and knelt down.

Although chairs have become popular in Han Dynasty, kneeling is still the most important etiquette on important occasions to show solemnity.

This was very difficult for Feng Junhou. When he first traveled through time, he was not able to practice kneeling properly.

Not to mention that over the years, we have been so eager to come up with jumpsuits and chairs, how can we still get used to sitting on our knees?
Chapter completed!