After waiting for all the officials to shout long live, Lao Zhu did not ask anyone to report, but directly issued an order to announce the secret fold, and directly announced it to the world.
Without giving the officials a chance to argue, he announced his resignation. The officials who were stunned by the bombing were left standing there for a long time without coming back to their senses. After Lao Zhu left, Fengtian Temple seemed to have turned into a vegetable market in a very short period of time. The officials kept arguing with each other. Some thought it was good, while others were as indignant as if their ancestral graves were being dug up.
"What do you think of the emperor's move?" Tang He asked Li Shanchang with a confused look on his face.
The secret system has nothing to do with Tang He, and he is not a civil servant. However, for the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the impact was more severe than other civil servants.
After all, the duty of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is to supervise the officials of the world, and now the emperor has come up with such a secret system. To put it nicely, this is called making up for the shortcomings of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. To put it harshly, this means that the Metropolitan Procuratorate cannot be trusted. Although the Metropolitan Procuratorate had just impeached Guo Huan, which was considered a great achievement, but trust does not mean that you have enough credit just because you have merit.
Moreover, in recent years, Li Shanchang has single-handedly controlled the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which has begun to change its character. There is a lot of selfishness added to the impeachment of officials, and others are not unaware of it.
"Of course it's a good thing." Li Shanchang stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Allowing officials to supervise each other will naturally make corrupt officials unable to hide. This move will definitely restore a bright future to the Ming Dynasty."
After saying that, he left without waiting for Tang He to answer.
Tang He glanced at Li Shanchang from behind and couldn't help but sneer. This secret is naturally a good thing for truly upright officials. After all, you can be promoted by reporting others' illegal activities, and you can even be promoted consecutively. For them, this is no less than an additional path for advancement.
But for corrupt officials, that's not a good thing. The things they do can be hidden from the common people, but it may be difficult to hide them from the eyes of their colleagues. If you want to reach out again in the future, you will be worried and will not dare to act recklessly.
But Tang He didn't care what happened to those civil servants. It had nothing to do with him anyway. Since Han Du was brought to the forefront, the next generation of people have
Relying on him, Tang He's desire to fight for power and gain faded away. In addition, he is older than Lao Zhu, and now he is just counting the days on his fingers.
"Brother, what do you think?" Xu Da also heard the conversation between the two. When he saw Li Shanchang leaving, he stepped forward and asked Tang He.
Tang He smiled and said: "This move by the superior is really hitting the nail on the head. From now on, civil servants will probably be bitten by dogs."
The two looked at each other and laughed at each other.
"However, this has nothing to do with us. We just stand aside and watch the show."
"That's what my brother said."
The two left Fengtian Hall with a smile.
However, after Tang He separated from Xu Da, he unexpectedly thought, could this really be the emperor's idea? The secret folding thing simply hit the civil servant's seven inches, it was too sharp. The problem can be solved without spending any money, and the effect is very good. If it was the emperor's idea, he couldn't have left it unused and waited until now to take it out.
No matter how Tang He looked at it, this thing was full of a very simple but very effective flavor, which reminded him of Han Du.
Thinking of this, the footsteps that originally wanted to go back directly turned around and headed towards Mingjingzhai. "Whether it's Han Du's fault or not, just ask and you'll find out."
Han Du was hiding in the backyard of Mingjingzhai, frowning and looking at the people opposite who kept eating haise.
"Your Highness, I have finally been free for a few days. Could you please stop coming to see me every day?"
Since Zhu Biao came to see Han Du last time, in the next few days, he simply regarded this place as his east palace and came here every day.
The key is coming, Han Du doesn't know where Zhu Biao gets such good energy. Zhu Biao was already here at dawn, pulling Han Du out of bed every time.
It was okay once, but Han Du couldn't stand it for a few days. I was dismissed from office and was living happily at home, not studying with the prince. The key is that he hasn't studied yet, so he just comes here to eat and drink all day long.
"If I'm to blame, it's because the food here is good. It tastes better than what the imperial chef has." Zhu Biao said as he ate without even raising his head. As he spoke, he pointed at the dish in front of him with his chopsticks.
, "Especially this braised pig's trotters with soybeans, it's so delicious. To be honest, none of the steamed pig's trotters I ate at my father's place had such a good taste. The most important thing is that the ingredients you use are simple. It’s really rare to be able to make such delicious food with just one dish.”
Han Du got angry when he saw Zhu Shijie's complacent look. He couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm already idle. What are you thinking about if you don't want to eat and drink?"
Zhu Biao didn't know the disgust in Han Du's tone? But he was not ashamed, but proud of it. He pretended not to know and laughed and said: "You are unemployed, that's just right, I am also unemployed. For the sake of us being the same people in the world, you should also eat well every day." Enjoy the delicious food."
After saying that, he deliberately picked up a piece of pig's trotters, dangled it in front of Han Du to provoke him, and then swallowed it in one gulp. The braised pig's trotters are fat but not greasy, soft, glutinous and fragrant, and melt in your mouth. Zhu Biao swallowed it contentedly, and then spit out a series of small bones from his mouth.
There was no way to eat the rice, so Han Du threw the bowl away, put it away and walked out the door.
"where are you going?"
"I'm going out for a walk, can't I?" Han Du suddenly turned around and said angrily.
"Let's go alone." Zhu Biao took a few bites, his mouth was stuffed, and he followed him shamelessly.
Han Du immediately stopped, looked at Zhu Biao impatiently, and said, "Your Highness, just go back to the East Palace if you have nothing to do." Han Du's meaning was obvious, he just didn't want to be with Zhu Biao.
But Zhu Biao was familiar with him and said nonchalantly: "It's boring to go back to the East Palace, but it's fun to be with you."
Han Du rolled his eyes at Zhu Biao dissatisfied, dissatisfied that Zhu Biao was not aware of his blessings. If he were the prince, Yingge Yanwu would have been arranged by this time, how could it be boring?
"Your Highness is the crown prince, and he has the important responsibility of opening up the Ming Dynasty. It's better to work hard at this time." Han Du said it very straightforwardly, and he almost didn't tell Zhu Biao to go back and give birth to the child.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhu Biao glared at Han Du fiercely.
This action not only reminded Han Du of the man after three years of marriage, "Honey, let's forget about tonight and buy you a bag." He couldn't help but look at Zhu Biao with a strange look in his eyes.
