armyinform Chapter 369 Choice
Chapter 369 Choice
Chapter 369 Choice
"Ask Zhang Zhao if you are undecided about internal affairs, and ask Zhou Yu if you are undecided about external affairs." This was Sun Ce's last words to Sun Quan before his death during the Three Kingdoms period, and it was also the last exhortation to state affairs.
Sun Ce was worried about Sun Quan's ability, so he left two trustees, one civil and one military, for him.And Zhu Yuanzhang was also worried about his cowardly grandson, so he also gave some warnings.
"Ask Fang Xiaoru about the political affairs of the court. Geng Bingwen and Guo Ying are in charge of armament and military affairs, and Dongchang and Jinyiwei are the checks and balances to supervise the world."
This is the tone Zhu Yuanzhang set for Zhu Yunqi's court. He is confident that as long as Zhu Yunqi does what he says, even if he is really incapable, even if he is a drunken king, Zhu will still be as stable as Mount Tai in the future. The year is immortal.
But people are not as good as heaven, things have developed to this day, on the dragon chair, Zhu Yunxuan suddenly found that everything has been out of control, and out of the layout of the emperor's grandfather.
In the hall, Zheng Zhizhong led his son and the so-called orphans of loyal ministers, demanding that he, the emperor, uphold justice.
What is fair and unfair is just a word from Zhu Yunqi. He can say it, or he can not say it, and he can even say "discuss it later", and use a simple trick to slowly turn this matter into a big one and a small one. .
In the final result of trivial matters, I am afraid that the Zheng family and the child will die in the hands of Dongchang, but Zhu Yunqi doesn't care so much.For the stability of the court and for the brotherhood with Xu Ruyi, he is willing and can turn a blind eye to the lives of hundreds of members of the Zheng family.
He should have done this, but Zhu Yunwen's gloomy eyes let people know that he was thinking and deliberating.
He is an emperor, so he has the right to remain silent, but he doesn't understand why this is the case in civil and martial arts?
Xie Jin was still kneeling on the ground, looking slightly down at the patches of green bricks three feet in front of him.
Minister of the Ministry of War, Ru Yu, was holding the wine glass, holding it like that, neither drinking nor putting it down, looking at the dishes on the table, as if she had discovered something important.
The minister of the Ministry of Rites and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment all moved stiffly, and some of them pretended to be drunk and lay motionless on the table.
This is the case for civil servants, but what about military generals?
Zhu Yunwen looked over, and each of them looked like a hero just now, but now he followed the quail house sparrow who had seen the goshawk, shrinking his neck, wandering his eyes, and no one even dared to look at him.
This is my court?This is the civil servants and generals who I rely on to consolidate and rule the world?
Moderate party struggle is conducive to the stability of imperial power.Zhu Yuanzhang taught Zhu Yunqi this truth, so Zhu Yunqi acquiesced in the existence of the Eunuch Party.
Eunuchs can exist, but there should always be a voice of opposition, even if it's just a soft one?
Zhu Yunxuan was wondering, and finally, belatedly looked at Fang Xiaoru who was in the front row on the left, but just missed his slight shaking of the head and sharp eyes towards the group of "Qingliu".
Zhu Yunwen was disappointed, there was only one voice in the hall, and the voice was not the emperor himself.
Is the imperial power really out of his hands?
Is this the imperial court that Ruyi built for herself?
His eyes fell on Liu Xi, who lowered his hands and looked down. He lowered his head, still so humble.Zhu Yunqi couldn't see his expression, but he just felt that he was smiling, mockingly.
In a daze, he recalled the day when Grandpa Huang was still there.
It was also a dinner party, but it was not as grand, and there were only six ministers and a few servants present, and my father was still there at that time.
After the same song and dance, Grandpa Huang looked kindly at Hu Weiyong, who was in the position of prime minister, and asked casually, as if he was just a family, "I heard, Aiqing, your son's leg was crushed?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hu Weiyong knelt down on the ground, crying hoarsely to Zhu Yuanzhang how excellent his son was, how pitiful he was when he lost his legs, how heartbroken he was, and how sad he was for Daming Jiangshan to lose a sage. What a pity.
The young Zhu Yunwen was held in his father's arms, listening to Hu Weiyong's crying, watching the low voices of the civil servants and the condemnation of the murderer's righteous words.
At that time, Zhu Yunwen was still young, he didn't feel any sadness, he just thought it was funny, it was so funny to see a bunch of old men snot and tears.
Father's embrace is very warm, but why does father look at Grandpa Huang with such a worried expression?
Grandpa Huang had a half-smile, and seemed to be very happy, but Zhu Yunqi always felt that Grandpa Huang's smile was scary.
"According to what you guys mean, this coachman is indeed a damned person, and his crime is unforgivable. I must punish him well!"
"My emperor is holy!" The civil officials shouted long live.
"According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty that I established, what crime should be caused by inappropriate behavior? Dear friends, why don't you speak?"
"Oh, I remembered, it seems that he was escorted to the Shuntian Mansion, the reason was found out, forty boards were beaten, and a thousand taels of silver was fined. Hmm...but since he hurt the son of the current prime minister, then I will beat him Eighty boards, fine him 1 taels of silver, and then send him to the frontier to serve as an army? Hu Aiqing, will this relieve my anger?"
"Emperor, Your Majesty... Minister, minister."
"What's the matter, are you dissatisfied?" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, walked down the imperial steps, bent over and patted Hu Weiyong on the shoulder: "It's my people after all, and it's a life after all. It's a crime to break your son's legs. Not to death, what does Hu Aiqing think?"
"Yes, the emperor, the emperor...the minister, he. I..."
"Go on, I'm listening."
"He, minister, he is dead."
"Dead?" Zhu Yuanzhang stared in surprise, wondering, "How did he die? It couldn't be Hu Aiqing who did it, right?"
"Your Majesty, I was so angry at the time, I didn't think about it, I, I..."
"That's it, it's okay, I understand." The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face became brighter and brighter, he walked back to his dragon chair and sat down, took a bite of fish with chopsticks and ate it, took another sip of wine, gently He said: "Although I understand it, the laws of the Ming Dynasty are not sympathetic, and you must pay for your life if you kill someone!"
Following Zhu Yuanzhang's order, twenty or thirty brocade-clothed soldiers "hula-la" rushed in from outside the hall, with all the shackles in their hands, ignoring Hu Weiyong's wailing, and dragged him down like a dead dog.
The banquet ended here.
"Emperor, you have to remember. The emperor is the emperor. As long as he sits on this dragon chair for a day, he is the supreme one who promises everything. No one in the world can threaten you. If you want, you can kill anyone. As long as you With a light sentence, no one will resist, and they dare not resist. The so-called emperor's art is to kill, kill the right person, and make everyone afraid of you, so your country will last forever."
Zhu Yuanzhang said these words to Zhu Biao, and Zhu Yunqi also heard them.
He didn't understand before, but now he understands a little bit, he should kill someone.
Thanks to the "Liuyang dalao" official for the monthly ticket recommendation ticket, and to the two high-ranking officials of "Youming 灬 Xiao Hanfeng" and "Can't afford to be hurt, nothing" for the recommendation ticket.
(End of this chapter)