The court was actually vomited blood, and it also fell.
This matter must go down in history, whether it is wild history or official history, the previous scene will be interpreted into a story.
But today's court meeting is also destined to leave a mark in the annals of history.
What will be left behind?
The ministers were worried in their hearts, and the emperor's attitude made them confused.
But the dissatisfaction of the gentry and the common people is a fact!
Yang Rong felt the need to remind the emperor, "Your Majesty, the cement avenue that connects the north and the south this year must continue to be invested."
The minister remembered the report of the local officials, saying that the people along the road were curious and would take advantage of the lack of attention of the road builders to step on a few feet. ” He smiled and said, "If you are trampled on a few times before the cement is dry, it is a pit!"
” "Yes!
In the past, a section of the city gate was paved with cement, and a cow rushed in, and when it was driven out, that section of the concrete floor could not be seen, and it was full of footprints. ” "This cement is also a novelty!
When you stir, you don't look at it, but when it's sticky, hey!
Even if you pull ten ox carts to hold it down, you'll be fine. ” The topic was instantly diverted.
But here are thoughtful people, in front of the emperor, who would discuss the magic of cement with Alzheimer's disease?
This is just to change the topic and ask the emperor to stop talking about the party.
Whether it is the Han and Tang dynasties or the former Song Dynasty, the tragedy of the party struggle makes people feel uneasy.
But if you look at those officials with twinkling eyes, you will know that they don't care about tragedy at all, they care about profits.
There has been no sign of forming a party in the court, which is a good thing for the emperor, and he can easily control the situation.
And the formation of a party is the beginning of the confrontation between the monarch and the minister.
Perhaps at the beginning, the emperor would encourage, or even manipulate the courtiers to form a faction and confrontation, and he would provoke and use his strength in the middle.
The so-called 'Mingjun' has used a lot of such methods, but in the end, they are all burying big hidden dangers for their children and grandchildren.
And what those officials borrowed this time was the emperor's purge of the emperor.
They even borrowed the words 'the law does not hold the public accountable' and 'the rat trap'.
Yang Rong knew this, so he interrupted those people's digression and said: "Your Majesty, the North-South Avenue should be watched by the Ministry of Industry, otherwise as soon as the ground is paved, those people are ignorant, so they will step on a few feet......"
He bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I'd rather cultivate slowly......"
"I know the hard work of Master Yang."
Zhu Zhanji nodded in appreciation.
Yang Rong's words were telling Zhu Zhanji: The people are like water, the emperor is like a boat, and those who are in power must not be in a hurry.
And those officials can't use thunder to crack down on the party, otherwise you, the emperor, will betray your relatives and leave.
The eyes below flickered, and the morning light swayed coldly in front of the Fengtian Palace, reflecting on the bodies of the ministers.
Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt that these courtiers turned out to be like Shi Wengzhong.
Shi Weng Zhong, also known as the stone statue of Sheng, there are many such things in front of the emperor's tomb, probably because he wants to continue the relationship between the monarch and the minister under the ground after death.
But I'm not dead yet!
Zhu Zhanji lowered his eyes slightly, and eased his slightly cold body.
"I'm not dead yet."
The emperor's voice was like the morning light at this moment, and it came coldly.
"I'm not dead yet, I'm still watching the court, I'm still looking at the world."
The emperor seemed to have made up his mind, and for this reason he postponed the time of the great court meeting.
The officials who secretly formed a party were worried in their hearts, and their eyes suddenly flew in front of the Fengtian Palace, and they gradually became more panicked.
Yang Rong felt that the emperor was really anxious, if he directly used the party to start the knife today, tomorrow the ministers would be fluctuating in people's hearts, and everyone would be in danger.
Whether it is a clique or a clique, such things are inevitable throughout the ages.
Do you Zhu Zhanji think you are Emperor Qin and Han Wu?
I actually want to destroy all these things in the Xuande years.
The king only wants to control a degree, as long as the scale of those people's party is not large, and the purpose is not to resist the emperor, then what is the harm of turning a blind eye.
Zhu Zhanji felt this emotion and felt like he was resentful.
So he smiled, "What do you think?"
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” With the continuation of the emperor's career, Zhu Zhanji used the sentence 'what do you think' more easily and more profoundly.
Throw out the questions first, and then ask the ministers to express their positions, and as the emperor, you can watch and write them down one by one.
This is a good trick for the observation team, and it is also a necessary way to beat your subordinates.
"Your Majesty is wise."
Fang Xing felt that those who wanted to form a party were a bunch of stupid eggs.
At present, there are no important ministers or forces in the DPRK and China that can threaten Zhu Zhanji's rights.
Those Han generals stood majestically on the sidelines, still not slacking off.
The Han general is human, the honor guard.
But at this moment, the ministers firmly believe that this honor guard can turn into a pawn at any time and drag themselves down.
This is the deterrence of royal power.
If you lose this, then you are not a king, and a minister is not a minister.
Fang Xing was looking at those civil officials, and he felt that when Zhu Zhanji gave the order, someone would definitely come out to say good things for those people.
Madan!
Is it more lip-pant?
Let's see who's awesome.
Although Fang Xing doesn't like to quote scriptures, no, he can't quote scriptures, but his ridicule is daunting.
The previous man vomited blood, although he was suspected of cheating, he could also see the demeanor of Fang Xing's poisonous snake.
Yang Rong bowed his head slightly, he felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to be good today.
And now is the time to take sides.
Is it to stand on the side of the emperor and find out those officials who are suspected of forming a party, or to stand on the side of colleagues, and everyone will work together to suppress the emperor who is becoming more and more mean.
Yang Rong just thought for a moment, sighed slightly in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Don't ease your cheeks for those people!"
” Yang Shiqi behind him was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Don't ease your cheeks for those people!"
” Jin Youzi, who was further behind, did not say anything further, but said in a low voice: "This is the battle of the monarch and the minister, and we are auxiliary political scholars, so there is no need to mention which side we should stand on." ” For such a major matter as forming a party, if the auxiliary political bachelor stands in the wrong place, even if the emperor does not pursue it, he will not have the face to enter the warm pavilion again.
Huang Huai sighed in his heart, but he also nodded slightly, expressing his approval.
Only Yang Pu didn't hear it, whether it was Yang Rong's words or Jin Youzi's complaints, he didn't hear them.
He was looking up, watching the Emperor staring blankly into the void in the distance.
It's time to do it!
He saw Zhu Zhanji slowly bowing his head, overlooking the ministers, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.
What he didn't see was that an official was recording the emperor's previous words on the side, revising them word by word, so he must not make mistakes.
The corners of Zhu Zhanji's mouth suddenly turned up slightly, looking a little sarcastic.
"Tobe."
Xia Yuanji came out of work with some difficulty, and responded after a dry cough.
Zhu Zhanji asked calmly: "Are the granaries in the north and south piled up?"
” Xia Yuanji didn't know the meaning of the emperor's question, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, Your Majesty, most of the granaries in the north and south are full, and the minister suggested repairing some more granaries last time, I don't know how the Ministry of Industry is doing."
In addition, the minister suggested that the Ministry of Industry and local governments should do more projects during the agricultural slack, and use grain to pay for wages, so as to consume some warehousing, and by the way, let the people have more living money in their hands. ” "Xia Qing is really a person who does things."
The emperor's evaluation was very high, and after a change of words, he said: "This matter is for the Ministry of Industry of the North and South to investigate, find out which projects are indispensable, and arrange them according to the urgency." ” The Ministry of Industry is still out of the class.
At this moment, a ray of sunlight jumped out from the top of the house in front of it and fell on the roof of the Fengtian Temple, resplendent in gold.
Zhu Zhanji said: "Too much grain is a good thing, but it is not a good thing. ” He actually got up and walked over, which was rare in the history of the Great Dynasty Meeting, and even Zhu Di would not do it.
He looked at the ministers with his hands down, and the morning light passing above his head shone faintly.
"If there is too much food, it will rot.
Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work, this is the teaching of Emperor Wen when I was enlightened, so this problem should be solved. ” Sell it, official sale!
This is the voice of most of the courtiers, so that the court can still have more money.
Xia Yuanji shook his head disapprovingly, he felt that now was not a disaster year, and the price of grain was not high, and the official sale would only suppress the price of grain, disappointing those farmers who wanted to exchange some grain for money.