As for those small matters, or matters that the emperor himself does not want to be dealt with by the ministers, they will be left in the middle, that is, they will be left with the emperor and will not be discussed by the ministers. Maybe they will be discussed one day.
In short, all the memorials were reviewed by the emperor himself first, and some insignificant matters were kept in a targeted manner, while the rest of the major matters were left to the cabinet to deal with.
Of course, the opinions on how to deal with the matter are still discussed by the prime minister and the elders, and then reported to the emperor. Because the emperor himself already knows about the matter, it is easy to make a choice based on the opinions of the prime minister and the elders.
The advantage of this is that the emperor himself can understand and control everything that happens in the world, no matter how big or small it is. It avoids the occurrence of powerful ministers exercising power and bullying superiors and subordinates. However, the disadvantage is that it is too tiring.
Emperor Chen would make a large pot of hot tea every day after the court, and add more sugar. In addition to dispelling the cold, it also had a refreshing effect. After drinking the large pot of tea, the memorial was almost finished.
This is a job that looks easy, but is actually not easy.
Emperor Chen took the memorial of every major event and carefully thought about the countermeasures, and then wrote a few words on a long piece of rice paper to help himself remember.
In this way, after the court is dismissed the next day, the prime minister and the cabinet elders will write down the countermeasures in the memorial sent to the cabinet, and then send it back to the Yangxin Hall, or discuss it in the court hall on the third day.
In this process, Emperor Chen would compare the countermeasures he had thought up with those of the elders and prime ministers. This was a learning process as well as a thinking process.
Whenever Emperor Chen lay half-lying on the bamboo chair, reading the memorial and drinking tea, he was actually not relaxed.
In addition to boiling tea, Xiao Fuzi also had to collect the bamboo tubes tied to the feet of homing pigeons that flew back from time to time.
"Go and call the prince!" Emperor Chen glanced at Xiao Fuzi who was dazed at the side and ordered.
Xiao Fuzi responded and immediately walked out of the Yangxin Hall and headed towards the Taiwang Palace.
The imperial city in Shangjing is not big, only five miles away from Zhouhui. In addition to the many institutions in the imperial city, the imperial palace is even smaller.
The so-called Yangxin Palace is just a slightly taller house, and the Tai Palace is not the splendid palace complex as imagined.
There are seven or eight rooms with a small courtyard inside, which can be regarded as the prince's palace.
So Xiao Fuzi walked quickly and soon arrived in front of the crown prince's palace. He stood in front of the small door, calmed down his breathing, and said softly: "Your Majesty has invited the crown prince!"
After shouting twice, the small door opened, and the same young eunuch inside answered: "The prince is changing clothes, please wait a moment, father-in-law."
When the prince followed Xiao Fuzi to the Yangxin Hall, he saw Emperor Chen pacing back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back and frowning.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Fuzi immediately sneaked to the pigeon cage quietly. He heard a cooing sound in his ears, and his heart suddenly felt peaceful.
The prince walked into the hall, bowed down and said, "My son, I have met my father."
Emperor Chen only had one son, named He Cong. He was only twenty-one years old now. He was usually very tightly restrained, but he was born with a free-spirited temper. Even after being scolded by Emperor Chen countless times, it was still difficult to change.
"How many books have you read?" Chen Di asked with a straight face.
Prince He Cong was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Because this question is really inappropriate. What kind of book is it? How many times have you watched since when? Does it mean how many books have been read or how much of a certain book has been read?
There is no answer!
Seeing that the prince was speechless, Emperor Chen became even more angry and the veins on his forehead stretched.
"Rebellious son!"
The prince felt very aggrieved. He stayed at home well and didn't even dare to go out. As a result, he was scolded as soon as he came and became a traitor without saying a word. It was really unfair.
"Kneel down!" Emperor Chen pointed towards the cold floor.
It was April in Shangjing and the ground was still cold.
The prince had no choice but to kneel down in despair.
Emperor Chen then returned to the recliner and sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "How many times have you read "On Salt and Iron"?"
"Lun on Salt and Iron" is a history book written by Huan Kuan of the Western Han Dynasty based on the famous "Salt and Iron Conference".
During the sixth year of the reign of Emperor Zhao of the Western Han Dynasty, a "Salt and Iron Conference" was held. With the virtuous literature on one side and the imperial censor Sang Hongyang on the other, issues such as salt and iron monopoly, wine monopoly and equalization of output were discussed. intense argument.
The book consists of ten volumes and sixty chapters, with a total of more than 60,000 words. It is a very important work.
Emperor Chen urged the prince to study in order to help him adapt to his status as a prince earlier and learn to look at problems from the emperor's perspective.
But the prince seemed to be doing nothing about it, but he was secretly violating it.
When Emperor Chen saw that the prince was silent and waiting to be scolded, he became angry.
"Do you think I don't know what you are like behind your back?"
"Who are you showing off like this now? Do you want me to believe that you are a law-abiding person?"
The prince was very disgusted after hearing this.
What do you mean by showing someone like this? Could it be that you want me to show my true nature? If you really did that, wouldn't you have something else to say?
Even though he was tired, the prince still had to hold his nose and answer.
"I've read two volumes."
"Then tell me, what do you think?" Chen Di took another sip of tea.
What can the prince think? All ideas have been said countless times before.
Since the end of this court meeting in the Han Dynasty, it was compiled into a book by Huan Kuan. Because the book has significant political value, it has been sought after by emperors of all dynasties. To let the prince slowly get involved in political affairs, it is most beneficial to read such books.
Not only can it broaden your horizons, but it can also serve as a reference for future generations.
Since the Han Dynasty, there have been many people in the past dynasties who have annotated the study of this book. When the prince's teacher taught the prince about this book, he wanted to explain every word in every sentence clearly.
So Emperor Chen asked the prince what he thought. The prince felt that predecessors had written so many excellent annotations, what else could I think of.
"Father, I think what Dr. Sang Hongyang said makes sense."
Emperor Chen sat up slightly: "Oh? Tell me, what's the point?"
In fact, the prince only listened to a few lectures briefly and had a little understanding of the beginning of the book, so he said based on his inner thoughts: "Those literary sages always say that Confucius said, Confucius said. In fact, Confucius both If you don't know how to lead troops in war, and you don't know how to make economic strategies, how can Confucius' words be used as evidence? If one group is unreasonable, the other group will certainly be justified."
"That's nonsense!" Emperor Chen was furious. He threw the memorial in his hand and hit the prince.
Even so, he didn't give up. He jumped down from the chair, picked up the wooden pole leaning against the wall, and went straight to the prince.
