People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

The atmosphere in Fengtian Hall suddenly became tense.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already expected this, so he just smiled and said:

"I wonder what Wang Aiqing thinks?"

"Your Majesty, I think your Majesty's intention to reform is good, but his methods are too radical!
Local matters are customary practices that have been gradually formed over thousands of years. Since our ancestors have practiced the laws for thousands of years, they naturally have their own reasons!

It is not advisable to arbitrarily change the laws of our ancestors!
Wouldn't it be inappropriate if His Majesty's reforms arouse public anger and lead to instability in the world?

I think that Your Majesty should withdraw his orders and think twice before acting! "

"I second my opinion, Your Majesty, please think twice!"

After Wang Guangyang finished speaking, many officials began to come out to oppose Zhu Yuanzhang's reforms.

Lao Zhu wasn't angry either, he just sneered.

Over the years, similar situations have happened countless times. How could Zhu Yuanzhang ever compromise?

"This passage sounds familiar to me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's opening remarks had a hint of ridicule.

"When I reformed commercial tax, you said this!

You said the same thing about the North-South rankings!
This has happened about four or five times, Wang Aiqing, I want to ask you?
Every time you say that people's sentiments have changed drastically, but when has there been a popular uprising? "

Wang Guangyang blushed at what Lao Zhu said.Other officials were speechless for a moment.

Using the people's hearts to hold the king hostage is a common tactic used by civil servants. Every time they oppose the emperor's opinions, they cannot say that the emperor has harmed their interests...

However, as Lao Zhu's reforms deepened, this trick became increasingly difficult to use.

Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang said:
"I asked the newspaper to do a poll for me, and it seems to be different from what you said..."

Polls, polls, polls again?

Wang Guangyang's face turned red, as if he was going to explode.

He is a person who does not cause trouble, but Lao Zhu's behavior over the years has made him more and more intolerable.

What the hell do those stupid people know?

Are they also making decisions on world affairs?
This sentence was hidden in everyone's hearts, but no one dared to blurt it out.

Not everyone has the courage to say that kings and scholar-bureaucrats share the world like Wen Yanbo did.

Lao Zhu was not an emperor like Song Shenzong who had little prestige.

When Hu Weiyong saw that Wang Guangyang was so beaten that he couldn't say a word, he took the initiative to stand up.

"Your Majesty, I think what Prime Minister Wang said makes sense!

Even if it is just as His Majesty said, this is right!

But this set of practices has been implemented for thousands of years. You can say it is deeply ingrained, or it can be said that it is difficult to return.

These intertwined relationships are the people's hearts!

Your Majesty, although reform is good, if we take it too far, it may affect the stability of the world! "

Hu Weiyong's words were once again audible in Fengtian Hall.

His words were not unimportant, they even sounded like a warning.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't answer either. As a wise king, although he had a bad temper, he was also a decisive person.

But politics is all about weighing the pros and cons.

Stability is the most basic requirement of a king for the world, followed by prosperity.

What Lao Zhu is trying to do now is the hidden interests of tens of millions of Chinese gentry, which is tantamount to offending the powerful in the world.

These people had supported the emperor's rise to power during the troubled times.

If things get really urgent, the world may indeed become unstable.

"I have my own considerations!"

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang did not finish his words and said:
"Just like the previous policy, I will select some places as pilot projects. If they are qualified, we will promote it nationwide!

Hu Aiqing, where do you think is suitable for piloting? "

Lao Zhu defused Hu Weiyong's offensive with an understatement.

He also threw the burden to Hu Weiyong.

Hu Weiyong suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Who should he choose?

No matter where he chooses, he always gives a proposition.

"Wei Chen feels that this matter is left to your Majesty to decide!"

He quickly kicked the ball back, and Lao Zhu smiled half-heartedly.

He turned around and asked:

"This is not okay, I didn't discuss it with you, you blame me...

Now I ask you to come up with ideas, but you all shirk it!

Hu Weiyong, please give me an answer..."

Hu Weiyong's face suddenly turned green and red.

"Your Majesty, why don't we leave it in Zhejiang...

Anyway, you also performed pilots there..."

Hu Weiyong gritted his teeth and finally sold Zhejiang.

However, his action provoked the Eastern Zhejiang faction.

Although with the departure of Liu Ji, the Eastern Zhejiang faction has become leaderless, it is still a major force in the court.

If you co-write, you will catch Zhejiang, right?
Immediately a Zhejiang official came out and said loudly:

"Your Majesty, I feel that this is inappropriate. This method obviously carries the risk of civil unrest. Zhejiang is too far away and it is too difficult to control!

I suggest that your Majesty set up a pilot project nearby so that it can be easily managed!

Otherwise, how about placing the place in Haozhou? "

As soon as these words came out, Hu Weiyong couldn't bear it at first. He wanted to throw this hot potato to Zhejiang, and Zhejiang threw the problem to Huaixi^
Everyone's main focus was to shirk the blame, and then the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the government started quarreling over where to conduct the pilot project.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled at Zhu Biao with a sarcastic expression on his face.

Zhu Biao naturally knew from the emperor that he had no intention of choosing any place in the south.

The south is where the dragon energy resides and is also the granary of the world.

Zhu Yuanzhang was also worried about the instability of the world and would definitely not promote this matter easily.

Moreover, if his plan is really promoted, there will be strong local opposition.

It would be better to pilot it in the north first, and then promote it to the south after the north stabilizes.

It only takes a few years, and Lao Zhu can still afford to wait.

However, Lao Zhu did not intend to announce this matter in advance and let them wait and see.

"Everyone in the future, please give me an explanation..."

Lao Zhu has made up his mind not to let these people have a good year.

The emperor announced his withdrawal from the court, and all the officials rushed to see him off.

When Lao Zhu left Fengtian Hall, he couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Biao smiled, his father was really just like a child when he was playing pranks.

If he raised that question, he would probably make many people miserable during the New Year.

In the minds of civil servants, they naturally believed that Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely arrange the pilot project in the south.

After all, Lao Zhu did this before.

If they can't get out of this weird thinking circle, they will naturally be tortured for a while.

"Zhang Yi is in Longhu Mountain. I wonder what's going on?"

As the New Year approaches, Zhu Yuanzhang thinks of Zhang Yi.

"I asked Mao Xiang a while ago. He is doing well, but he just stays at home all day and doesn't go out. He seems to be studying something?
He probably felt uncomfortable when he encountered this kind of thing..."

“It can be seen from this that even having an immortal fate may not be able to end life and death!
Immortality is indeed unreliable! "

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and said to Zhu Biao:
"Inheritance is more meaningful than seeking immortality. At least the children Zhang Chenggang left behind are very good...

If Zhang Yuchu didn't inherit the mantle of the Heavenly Master, he should also be a talent!

It is said that even the local literary celebrities are full of praise for his articles!

Biao'er, as a king, seeking immortality is the most stupid thing,'

But you should also take the teachings of future generations into consideration!

You have to teach Xiongying well and don’t become a waste like Zhu Yunwen..."

Zhu Biao's head was getting bigger, and the emperor had deep resentment towards the unborn son Zhang Yi mentioned.

The girl named Lu, according to his information, is already married.

In short, the fate between them ended because of Zhang Yi's prophecy.

Naturally, there would be no grandson of Zhu Yunwen whom Lao Zhu felt was a stain.

"I know, Father, I am still thinking that when Xiongying grows up, he will be allowed to become a disciple of the Zhang family's younger brother!

He has a flexible mind and many ideas in his heart!
If you learn something from him, you will never suffer a loss..."

"It's not okay to learn from that kid. He's skating. What if I teach my grandson bad things?"

Lao Zhu hurriedly objected, and his angry look made Zhu Biao couldn't help but laugh.

……

Zhang Yi is being talked about here, and Zhang Yi is also being talked about on the other side.

"Hu Xiang, what do you think of this matter?"

Wang Guangyang grabbed Hu Weiyong and took him aside, preparing to ask him what he thought.

Hu Weiyong seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but he said:

"This matter has a great impact. I am already preparing to write a letter to Mr. Li...

In this situation, he might need to go to Beijing to persuade the emperor! "

Li Shanchang?
Wang Guangyang's expression changed slightly. His relationship with Li Shanchang was actually not that good.

This man went home to take care of himself due to illness, but his condition was quickly under control.

He was not in the court, but Zhu Yuanzhang also remembered him.

This year, he helped the emperor complete a large-scale immigration work. Li Shanchang handled the immigration of more than 10,000 people in an orderly manner.

If this gentleman returns to the capital, it will still have a great impact on him.

However, Wang Guangyang quickly calmed down and said:
"That's right. Although Mr. Li has retired, His Majesty always thinks of him well, but..."

"It's just that Mr. Li's status in His Majesty's mind may not be as important as Zhang Yi's!"

"Hu Xiang, do you think Zhang Yi is the instigator of this matter?"

Wang Guangyang stared at Hu Weiyong, hoping to get an answer from him.

Hu Weiyong nodded and said:

"Who else could it be? These policies are of the same origin. What His Majesty has done over the years is nothing more than one thing, which is to reduce power.

It's been ten years from the time when the North and South were ranked in the rankings to when they were admitted to the imperial examination. Could it be that Prime Minister Wang still couldn't see through it?
The so-called deep-water zone of reform is nothing more than a vague idea!

When His Majesty takes complete control of the place, although it won't be the end for us people, at least we will no longer have the capital to compete with His Majesty..."

When Wang Guangyang thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case.

Because of his background, Zhu Yuanzhang was filled with an unfounded sense of insecurity. ,
These veterans who followed Zhu Yuanzhang actually knew it.

But Lao Zhu cut it off with a single stroke, and unknowingly, their authority had been cut to pieces.

But even so, Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't seem to be planning to stop?
What does he want to do?
Wang Guangyang's heart was filled with unknown fire.

He may not care about personal gains and losses, but what the emperor wants is not just personal interests, but the authority of a group called scholars.

There have been struggles between the power of the king and the power of the prime minister in the past dynasties.

Because of the fights between them, there were definitely many emperors and civil servants who died.

In terms of tragedy, at least the current Ming Dynasty is not so terrible.

But in terms of ruthlessness, Lao Zhu's sword skills are unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

"Our Majesty's ruthlessness does not care how many officials he kills, but he gradually removes the irreplaceability of us people..."

Hu Weiyong's words made Wang Guangyang feel like he was struck by lightning.

This sentence conveyed the weirdness that he vaguely felt was wrong but couldn't put it into words.Zhu Yuanzhang's reforms in recent years, to put it bluntly, did not really completely wipe out the civil service group.

But Zhang Yi gave him one more choice.

In the past, scholar-officials used the people's hearts and minds to fight against the emperor. If they wanted, they could make the emperor deaf, blind, mute...

But as reforms started one by one.

Many things may not seem like much at first, but in fact they have quietly affected the world.

For example, the promotion of simplified Chinese characters has been going on for nearly ten years.

During this period, a large number of people were born who were literate but were not scholar-bureaucrats.

And their population base provided a mass base for the new thing of newspapers.

Newspapers bypassed them and became the channel for communication between the emperor and the people...

Wang Guangyang suddenly became excited when he recalled everything he had experienced in the past ten years.

"See you in the picture..."

Wang Guangyang repeated Hu Weiyong's words and gritted his teeth:

"We should have killed that little Taoist priest from the beginning!
But who would have thought that he could really influence His Majesty for ten years!
Now that the trend has become a reality, do we still have a chance? "

Hu Weiyong shook his head:
“Xiang Wang, it’s impossible to kill that little Taoist priest!

He experienced assassination and saved the emperor.

Both the emperor and he were very sensitive about the assassination!

Zhang Yi is no longer something we can bring down, unless he really commits an unforgivable sin! "

Wang Guangyang opened his mouth, but said no more.

He is just a civil servant. If he wants to kill someone, it won't be his turn.

I just thought about how uncomfortable they would be if Zhu Yuanzhang continued to implement the policy.

"The students of Spring and Autumn College are probably where His Majesty selects the affairs officers. Over the years, His Majesty has been promoting these people...

Some of them will become officials, but more will become local officials...

This is Your Majesty, using these people to gradually negate our authority!
They may not be able to make important decisions,
But they will also avoid suddenly losing the support of us people, and the empire will be paralyzed..."

Wang Guangyang felt like there was a stone stuck in his heart.

They seem to be gradually being replaced, or in other words, the emperor has formulated a backup talent system for this country.

The biggest advantage of this system is that it circumvents Confucianism.

Ever since Dong Zhongshu proposed deposing hundreds of schools of thought, scholar-bureaucrats have long firmly occupied the power to govern the country.

As Wen Yanbo said, scholar-bureaucrats are nominally the king's ministers and also citizens.

But they are also shareholders of a country.

With their shares and their support, the emperor can sit safely on the throne.

And kings who are spurned by literati never end well.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the world will rebel?"

Wang Guangyang suddenly said something, but he frightened himself.

He looked at Hu Weiyong in shock, but saw that he was smiling but not smiling.

"Prime Minister Wang, walls have ears, so be careful what you say!"

"It was the truth that made a mistake!"

Wang Guangyang knew that he was speaking out of anger. If these words fell into the ears of someone with serious intentions, his house would be confiscated and his family would be exterminated.

He looked at Hu Weiyong with a bit of surprise. He actually understood one thing. Although the colleague in front of him seemed to get along well with him because of certain interests.

But they are not political allies. If Hu Weiyong wanted to report him, he would definitely die without a burial place.

But Hu Weiyong took the initiative and said:

"Xiang Wang, Hu and Xiang Wang have the same idea..."

Seeing Hu Weiyong taking the initiative to throw dirty water on him, Wang Guangyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Since everyone is dirty, they are our own.

Wang Guangyang saluted Hu Weiyong with gratitude in his eyes.

"Although this world belongs to the emperor, the emperor who has been flowing since ancient times has never let us and other scholars be absent!
The emperor now wants to overturn the table so that we can't have a full meal!
This situation is really unwise! "

Hu Weiyong took the initiative to continue this topic, and Wang Guangyang was finally relieved.

He nodded and said:

"Your Majesty, you really should give me some advice!
Please ask Prime Minister Hu to invite Mr. Li up. Maybe he can give His Majesty some advice!
If Your Majesty continues to insist on going his own way, the world may change..."

He probably also knew that what he said was too treasonous, so Wang Guangyang had no intention of going any further on this issue. He clasped his fists, turned around and left.

Hu Weiyong was left alone, smiling happily.

"The future is promising!"

Hu Weiyong was very happy. After today, Wang Guangyang would be even more laissez-faire about what he did.

As one of the two prime ministers of Zhongshu Province, he is nominally taller than himself.

However, in recent years, the power of the Ministry of Education has basically fallen into his own hands.

Just as Li Shanchang was as arbitrary as before, Hu Weiyong also understood that he did not have Li Shanchang's prestige.

He has been very careful in everything he does over the years.

Firstly, he was afraid of Jin Yiwei, and secondly, he was afraid of Wang Guangyang.

Now that these two lines have been opened by himself, he should be able to handle many things with ease.

Finished business.

Hu Weiyong returned to his home.

The New Year is coming soon, and all kinds of sundries and New Year's goods are also delivered to the house.

However, in the study courtyard that belongs to Hu Weiyong alone.

There are some special boxes placed in his study.

After Hu Weiyong went back, he closed the door and opened the boxes.

Heavy silver, golden gold.

Hu Weiyong felt inexplicably at ease. He liked these real things compared to the more valuable jewelry next to them.

"Sir, this is sent by Master Tu, and it belongs to you...

This is just one of them, there are others that have been sent to your home..."

Hu Weiyong played with the gold ingot in his hand and was very satisfied.

"Sir, after you recruited Ling Shuo, our work has gone much smoother..."

"Has the person who should be taken care of been taken care of?"

Hu Weiyong asked again.

“Sir, as you commanded, there will be no shortage!

In fact, you don’t need to give so much. Last time, you just reminded them which people in the family were Jin Yiwei, and they were all grateful to you for this...

My lord, you are so knowledgeable, how can those people not be convinced by you? "

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he couldn't help but show a hint of pride.

Being able to seize the opportunity and capture Ling Shuo is probably the most successful thing he has ever done.

The threat from Jinyiwei is too great. Even after he became prime minister these years, he did not dare to act randomly.

The deaths of Yang Xian and Hu Zhongwen at that time brought great stimulation to Hu Weiyong.

He also understood that after the appearance of Jinyiwei, if he made a mistake, he would become a dead soul under the emperor's sword.

He is not Li Shanchang, and he still has an incestuous relationship with the emperor.

Therefore, even if Hu Weiyong wants to do something in private, he must be careful and cautious.

But after opening Jin Yiwei's joints, he was finally able to free his hands and feet to do things, and it was safer.

“You can’t withhold the money you deserve, and if you want others to do things for you, you can’t be too stingy!

Moreover, some people are not bound by interests, for fear that they will have second thoughts soon! "

Hu Weiyong no longer touched the gold and silver, but held some bills in his hand.

"You can find a way to send this money to Ling Shuo.

Let him reward those old brothers! "

The subordinates took the order and left Hu Weiyong's study with the money.

"This year, I can have a good year..."

Hu Weiyong smiled happily.

"Father, father..."

A child's voice came from outside.

Hu Weiyong walked out, and a child who looked somewhat similar to him bumped into his arms.

"Dad, it's Chinese New Year and you don't play with me..."

Hu Weiyong smiled gently, knelt down and said:

"Okay, dad will play with you today...but first, you go to a place with dad!"

"it is good!"

The child happily agreed to Hu Weiyong's conditions.

He held the child's hand and walked around the mansion.

Not long after, they came to a relatively secluded room with a memorial tablet for the deceased.

It seems that there is no servant to take care of this place, or in other words, Hu Weiyong does not let anyone else take care of this place.

After he entered, he asked the children to clean up the surrounding environment with him.

Then, he asked the other person to kneel in front of the tablet.

The children were very obedient and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to the tablet seriously.

He took a sneak peek, but didn't quite recognize all the words on it.

But he still recognized the Hu character of the Hu family.

"Father, this is..."

"This is your brother!"

Hu Weiyong said lightly, the child was thoughtful.

He had a dead brother, and he knew that.

If the elder brother hadn't died, he probably wouldn't have such a status as a concubine.

He also paid homage to this brother every year when his family went to pay homage to their ancestors.

But this was the first time he knew that his father had set up another memorial tablet for his brother in this inconspicuous little room.

"Your brother was bullied to death. I am useless to your father, but I can't avenge him!
Over the years, I have always felt that I was too embarrassed to come here and talk to Zhong Wen. "

There was a hint of sadness in Hu Weiyong's eyes that could not be resolved.

The child was young and did not understand the deeper meaning, but he felt that although his father loved him very much,
But compared to the man on the tablet, he is still far behind.

He remembered what his mother had told him in private. This brother died well. If he had not died, he would probably not be able to get ahead in his life.

Hu Weiyong talked to himself a lot and said a lot to Hu Zhongwen, and finally said:

"Son, don't worry, the day when dad avenges you won't be too far away!
Wait..., I will kill all the people on Longhu Mountain and bury them with you! "

Only here can Hu Weiyong fully reveal the dark side of his heart.

The child, obviously frightened by the ferocious look on his father's face, burst into tears.

Hu Weiyong touched the child's head and murmured to himself:
"Don't cry, don't cry...

Dad will never let you be wronged again in the future.

Not anyone! "

A fierce look flashed in Hu Weiyong's eyes.

"Anyone..." (End of Chapter)