Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 377: Recommending talents is like a life-and-death battle. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Zhu Yuanzhang's brows were tightly furrowed, like two bolts of thunder about to roar.

That eagle-like sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

He slammed his palm on the table, causing the objects on the table to shake violently and make a dull sound.

At this moment, in the dim palace, a few faint rays of light filtered through the carved window frames.

The dust danced slowly in the light, as if it was also shrouded by this tense atmosphere.

In the corner of the palace, several eunuchs stood with their heads bowed.

He looked nervous and didn't dare to breathe.

They would steal a glance at Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao from time to time, secretly wondering where this conversation concerning the fate of the country would go.

“Biao’er!
The recommendation and selection of the 'Eight Thousand Men in the Court' is the key to the rise and fall of our Ming Dynasty!
There is no room for error!
If things over there with the Third Brother are not handled properly, and these recommended people make the slightest mistake, how can we explain to the people of the world!

I remember the time when Duke Zhou spit out food to welcome his guests and the people of the country were at peace.

We should also recruit talented people to lay a solid foundation for our Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Biao's expression froze and he bowed slightly, but his mind was filled with thoughts.

On the one hand, he was fully aware of the significance of this recommendation and recruitment of talents, but at the same time he was worried that the unrest in the border areas would affect the overall situation.

In addition, Zhu Biao was afraid that if he made a wrong decision, he would disappoint his father.

On the other hand, he was also full of doubts about the actions of his third brother Zhu Gang.

How many unknown dangers does the so-called "devil cult" hide?
And can the innovative measures he proposed really bring a better future for the Ming Dynasty?
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao suppressed his inner uneasiness, and his tone was calm but with a hint of urgency and decisiveness.

"Father, please calm down. Since my third brother has the guts to bring the two princesses back to the palace, I believe that the traitor of the 'Devil Cult' has already reached the end of his strength.

I, your son, will pay close attention and will never take it lightly.

However, I would like to make a bold suggestion that in this process of recommending and selecting talents, we may make some innovations in some aspects.

To recruit more talented people and inject new vitality into our Ming Dynasty.

In the past, King Zhao of Yan built a golden platform to recruit talents.

Today, our Ming Dynasty can also follow suit to show our father's eagerness to seek talents."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with doubt like thick dark clouds.

He glared and said, "How dare you!
The Chinese traditions of the past dynasties are the foundation of governing the country. How can they be easily changed?

As the ancients said, "Without rules, there is no order; traditions cannot be abandoned."

Zhu Biao was neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes were as firm as a rock, but he was struggling inside.

He understood his father's adherence to tradition, but times were changing. Without innovation, how could the Ming Dynasty survive in this ever-changing world?

Zhu Biao secretly made up his mind to find a way to strike a balance.

At this time, the sound of wind could be heard faintly outside the palace, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

The whistling wind passed through the ancient palace buildings, making a low whimpering sound, which made people feel uneasy.

Several guards standing guard outside the imperial study stood tall with vigilant eyes, always protecting the safety of the father and son.

"Father, I, your son, have absolutely no intention of disrespecting the traditions of the Chinese nation.

The times are like a rolling torrent, constantly moving forward.

Nowadays, talented people are as shining as stars. If we can innovate reasonably, we will be able to select more outstanding pillars for our Ming Dynasty.

I, as your son, hope to make the recommendation and selection of talents more perfect on the basis of inheriting the tradition, so as to bring benefits to our Ming Dynasty.

In the past, Duke Huan of Qi put aside past grudges, made important use of Guan Zhong, and achieved hegemony.

Father, you should have such a broad mind, recruit talents and create a prosperous era for our Ming Dynasty."

At this moment, a guard came hurriedly to report: "Your Majesty, the border is in flames and the war is tense.

Lingbi County residents Yuan Liang and Jiang Kaishan gathered a crowd to riot; Rongzhou bandit Pan You and others also launched a rebellion.

Qu Xianwei continued to fight internally, and ordered the Sharas to kill the former Yuan Anding King Bu Yan Temur.

His son Banzanshili killed Shala to avenge his father, but was later killed by Shala's generals. There were also foreign chieftains such as Yesutuohuoyi who invaded Liangzhou despite the disapproval of the world!
The situation on the border is critical now, and we urgently need to send talented people to stabilize the situation."

Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth anxiously, and shouted in a stern voice: "This recommendation is like a life-and-death battle. If you are not careful, you will lose everything and fall into an irretrievable situation.

Biaoer, this matter needs to be decided quickly, without any delay!

In the Battle of Changping between Qin and Zhao, Zhao Kuo's armies were defeated by him.

I will never allow such mistakes to occur in the selection of candidates."

The air in the palace seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere made it almost hard to breathe.

The heavy pressure was like an invisible shackle, pressing on the hearts of Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang.

Several ministers were waiting outside the palace to be summoned. They were whispering about the current situation, their faces full of worry.

A trace of anxiety flashed across Zhu Biao's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, as firm as a beacon in a storm.

However, Zhu Biao's heart was full of worries and pressure. The unrest in the border areas made him realize the urgency of talents.

However, the heavy task of recommending and selecting talents made Zhu Biao feel like he was walking on thin ice.

He secretly vowed to select true talents for the Ming Dynasty and live up to his father's expectations.

“Don’t worry, Father. I will plan as carefully as a general commanding an army to ensure a complete victory in this battle for talent.

I am fully aware that this recommendation and recruitment is of vital importance, and we should go all out to ensure that everything goes well.

At the same time, I will speed up preparations to ensure that national affairs are not delayed.

In the past, Huo Qubing marched thousands of miles and was the bravest among the three armies.

I, your son, should take him as an example and select true warriors and wise men for our Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, but doubt still lingered in his eyes.

"Is this 'Devil Sect' really just a random name made up by the Third Brother?

Could it be a reference to the White Lotus Sect that wreaked havoc on the world at the end of the Yuan Dynasty?

I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if I were carrying a huge rock."

Zhu Biao thought for a moment and responded cautiously: "Father, my third brother must have thought carefully about this matter.

Today, recommending and recruiting talents is of vital importance, and we should do our best to ensure that everything goes well.

As for that 'evil cult', I will send people to keep a close eye on it.

If there is any abnormality, report it to your father immediately.

In the past, there was Duke Wen of Wei who treated wise men with respect and humbled himself, and thus gained the assistance of talented people, which enabled him to achieve hegemony.

Father, you should learn from this, value talents, and lay the foundation for the prosperity of our Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, as if beating the drumbeat of fate.

"Biao'er, bring us the Draft of the Monks' Registration Office that the Third Brother gave you. Let us have a look."

Zhu Biao hurriedly took out the draft from his sleeve and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

His movements were cautious, as if he was holding the entire future of the Ming Dynasty in his hands.

Zhu Yuanzhang only glanced at it quickly, then raised his head and asked, "Tell me about this institution that manages the monks of the whole country."

Zhu Biao straightened his back, his eyes revealing confidence and wisdom, like the bright stars in the night sky.

However, deep in his heart, he was also wondering whether the establishment of the Monks' Registrar's Office could really effectively manage religion and bring stability to the Ming Dynasty.

"Father, the highest institution that manages the nation's monks is the Monks' Office, and all monk officials are appointed by the Ministry of Rites.

I am fully aware of the gravity of this matter and must proceed with caution as if we were standing on the edge of a cliff or treading on thin ice.

In the past, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty ruled the country with caution and initiated the reign of Emperor Wen and Emperor Jing.

I, your son, should follow the example of Emperor Wen and do my best for the stability of the Ming Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)