Standing in the palace of Qianqing Palace, Yang Jie let out a long breath.
Of course he knew that the content of this memorial would offend countless people, but he still tried his best to persuade Yang Hong to publish this memorial.
What he is doing is the prosperity and wealth of the Yang family. This is a gamble. However, Yang Jie is confident that as long as the person sitting on the throne is still the emperor, he will not lose the gamble!
Therefore, facing the emperor's words that were half sighs and half questions, Yang Jie took a deep breath, raised his head for the first time after entering the palace, and said.
"Returning to Your Majesty, the common people and my father naturally know what Your Majesty said. However, what the common people know better is that this memorial has offended the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, but it will not offend Your Majesty."
"The Ming Dynasty is your Majesty's Ming Dynasty. Therefore, the only thing the common people need to worry about is whether they will offend Your Majesty. The rest is not what the common people should worry about."
Sitting on the throne, Zhu Qiyu looked up and down at the young man in front of him, his eyes a little complicated. After a moment, he sighed softly and said.
"You are a smart man, but do you know that there is a saying, too much wisdom... Yi Yao!"
The sweat on Yang Jie's forehead fell suddenly, which was different from the fleeting murderous intention he had just felt.
This time, what he could feel was the unabashed murderous intent in the emperor's words.
After all, he was a young man. Faced with such a scene, Yang Jie immediately panicked and fell to his knees in a hurry. His head was sweating anxiously, but he did not dare to speak again for fear that he would lose his life if he said something wrong.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little stagnant. Zhu Qiyu looked at Yang Jie who was kneeling on the ground and remained silent.
At this moment, Wynn sighed, stepped forward cautiously, replaced the herbal tea on the table with new ones, and whispered.
"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changping is waiting to be summoned in the side hall. It's been a long time. Do you think we should summon the Marquis of Changping to see him?"
As a result, Yang Jie below felt the pressure from above lighten. Then, he heard the emperor's voice sounded again, saying calmly without any emotion.
"You should step back first and let your father come in to see me!"
"Yes, the grassroots resign!"
Yang Jie stood up respectfully, took two steps back, and quietly exited the palace. As soon as he walked out of the palace door, he felt dizzy and felt as if all his strength had been drained. He couldn't help but hold on to the pillar next to him to rest.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that at some point, his back was already soaked with sweat.
"Jie'er, you..."
A quick voice sounded not far away. When Yang Jie looked up, he saw that Yang Hong was not staying in the side hall, but had come to the corridor to wait at some point. When he saw him coming out, he immediately walked towards him quickly.
"Father……"
For some reason, when Yang Jie saw his father striding towards him, the pressure in Yang Jie's heart suddenly eased. He felt an urge to collapse to the ground. A wave of emotions surged up, and Yang Jie's eyes turned red.
Seeing this situation, Yang Hong felt even more anxious. He took three steps at a time and came to Yang Jie. A pair of big old hands held Yang Jie's body steadily and asked.
"Jie'er, what happened?"
Yang Jie shook his head gently, and just about to speak, he was interrupted by Wynn who followed closely. Wynn stepped out unhurriedly, cupped his hands towards Yang Hong, and said.
"Yang Hou, Your Majesty has summoned you! Please follow our family into the palace!"
Seeing this situation, Yang Hong frowned slightly and turned to look at Yang Jie's current situation. He hesitated for a moment.
At this time, Yang Jie finally regained some strength and said with a forced smile on his face.
"Father, don't worry, my son is fine."
As if to prove his words, Yang Jie exerted a little force and broke away from Yang Hong's support. He stood alone on the spot. Although he still seemed to be in poor condition, he was much better than when he just came out.
At the same time, Wynn also spoke.
"Don't worry, Marquis Yang. Our family will send people to take care of the eldest son. He should go to the side hall to rest first. Nothing will happen. Marquis Yang, it's better to enter the palace first. Don't make your majesty wait in a hurry."
We have already said this, and it will be bad if we delay it any longer.
So, Yang Hong glanced at his son worriedly, and after making sure that he was fine, he gave instructions worriedly.
"You wait in the side hall for a while, and then go back to your father's house."
As he spoke, he bowed slightly to the two chamberlains who were following Wynn and said.
"I'd like you two to take care of the kid."
The two young eunuchs were obviously not powerful eunuchs. Seeing Yang Hong being so polite, they were immediately flattered and bowed quickly.
"You're welcome, Marquis Yang. We will do our best. Whatever the eldest son needs, just ask him. We will do our best."
So, Yang Hong nodded, glanced at Yang Jie again, then turned around and followed Wynn into the Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, Yang Hong, has met you!"
Entering the hall, Yang Hong swept away the nervousness outside the hall and became respectful and restrained.
Correspondingly, Zhu Qiyu, who was sitting at the top, also treated him politely and said with a smile.
"You don't need to be polite, Marquis Yang, just sit down."
After the servants moved onto the pier and Yang Hong sat down, Zhu Qiyu said.
"Marquis Yang has raised a good son!"
The words seemed to be sighing, but also seemed to have a bit of rhetorical question. Yang Hong didn't know what he meant for a moment, so he could only say.
"Your Majesty, I am innocent. If I have done anything inappropriate before the emperor, please forgive me."
As expected, Zhu Qiyu stopped his smile, sighed softly, and said.
"It's not that you are disgraceful, it's just that you are too young. You dare to say anything in front of me."
At this time, Yang Hong was shocked, but he could only say it on his face.
"In front of His Majesty, I naturally say whatever I want, and I don't dare to lie at all."
"Well, that's the truth."
Unexpectedly, the emperor nodded and agreed with Yang Hong's words.
And then, the emperor suddenly asked.
"Yang Hou, I see that your son has extraordinary knowledge and strategy. Do you want to find an official position for him in the court?"
Logically speaking, Yang Jie was destined to inherit the title of Marquis of Changping in the future, so it didn't matter to him whether he had an official position in the court or not.
But this is not the case. If Yang Jie just wants to be an idle marquis, then he will naturally wait to inherit the title.
But if he is determined to enter the court and participate in politics, then the necessary experience before inheriting the title is absolutely indispensable.
However, seeing his son's behavior when he left the palace just now, Yang Hong was a little unsure whether the emperor's words were sincere or a test.
After hesitating for a moment, he said.
"If the children of the Yang family can serve the court, it is naturally their duty to do so. However, since my son has no fame and is weak, he may not be able to hold a big position if he becomes an official in the court."
This was a refusal, but Zhu Qiyu obviously did not mean to be joking, but said.
"Fame does not matter. Since he is a descendant of the Yang family, it is not a special favor to be appointed as a governor based on Yang Hou's merits. Once he has an official status, it will not be a problem to serve in the Shangzhiwei or other yamen."
"As for his frail body, I think he must have a congenital deficiency. There happens to be an imperial physician in the palace who is good at this. I will ask the imperial physician to prescribe a prescription for recuperation later. He will be taken care of slowly. It may not be able to cure the root cause. However, strengthening the body is still OK."
After saying these words, Yang Hong understood that the emperor did not mean to test, but really wanted Yang Jie to become an official in the court.
However, thinking of Yang Jie's appearance just now, he was a little confused, so he had to agree first and said.
"Your Majesty's grace will never be repaid by death. I will do my best to serve the court in the future."
So, Zhu Qiyu nodded, then put together the memorials in his hands, handed them to the chamberlain beside him, and handed them back to Yang Hong, saying.
"I have read this memorial by Marquis Yang. Generally speaking, it is reasonable. However, some words still need to be considered. So Marquis Yang will take it back first and wait for revision before submitting it."
Speaking of which, if Yang Hong still didn't understand what the emperor meant, he would have been in officialdom for so many years.
To put it bluntly, the emperor was generally satisfied with this memorial, as evidenced by Yang Jie's appointment as a reward.
However, the content was satisfactory, but the timing was not right, so the emperor asked him to take the memorial back temporarily for "further consideration."
To put it bluntly, Yang Jie received the emperor's favor, and then when the emperor needed it, the Yang family would have to charge in the court on the emperor's behalf.
However, this was something that had been planned for a long time, so Yang Hong just hesitated and said.
"I obey the decree."
Seeing this situation, the emperor showed a smile on his face and continued to speak.
"Young people, you still need more experience. Since you are a descendant of the Yang family, you should be able to accomplish something. Well, that's it for today. Marquis Yang, please step down."
"I resign..."
Until Yang Hong walked out of the palace door, he still had some doubts in his heart. He lowered his head and took two steps forward. He happened to meet Yang Jie who was coming out of the side hall after getting the news.
"Father, how are you?"
At this moment, Yang Jie had obviously calmed down a lot, but it could be seen that he was still a little uneasy. As soon as they met, he asked nervously.
However, Yang Hong just shook his head and said.
"Let's talk about it when we get home!"
…………
The imperial edict was issued very quickly. Just as the emperor said, it couldn't be easier to give Yang Hong's son a shadow based on his military exploits.
There wasn't one before, because his only two sons, Yang Jun, were already serious generals and did not need this false title. Yang Jie was the legitimate son of the Yang family and was destined to inherit the title in the future, so he did not need this mere six-year-old title. The pacifier of the product.
However, since the emperor wants to give it, the people below naturally have no objections.
Therefore, when Yang Hong left the palace in the morning, the imperial edict was delivered in the afternoon, appointing Yang Jie as the envoy of Jinyiwei Town, with the rank of sixth rank, assigned to the post of thousands of households, and ordered him to go to the Ministry of War to assist Shangshu Yu Qian in organizing the army.
Night, Yang's study room.
Yang Hong was sitting cross-legged on the couch, and a yellow silk imperial edict was placed on the small table in front of him. Yang Jie was sitting opposite and was telling the story of what he had done during the day.
"…Then His Majesty asked his son to step aside and summon his father to see him."
Speaking of the scene at that time, Yang Jie still has a lingering fear in his heart and said.
"Father, my son can feel that His Majesty did have murderous intentions for his son at that time. If Eunuch Huai En hadn't reminded him in time, my son would have been dead and dismembered by now. However, I forgive my son for being stupid, I really can't think of it. I understand why His Majesty is so inconsistent..."
Of course Yang Jie could see that the emperor admired him, and also approved of the memorial he submitted.
After returning home, Yang Jie reviewed the entire process of the report and felt that he had not said anything wrong. In fact, he could even see that the emperor recognized his Confucianism and Legalism.
But if that's the case, why would the emperor have such an attitude towards him?
Yang Hong was silent for a moment, and his eyes fell on the imperial edict in front of him. After a moment, they fell on Yang Jie's puzzled face. After looking back and forth several times, Fang sighed and said.
"Jie'er, do you really want to know?"
Yang Jie didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
So, Yang Hong raised his eyes from the imperial edict, looked at Yang Jie seriously, and said.
"Because you are so smart!"
Yang Jie frowned, not understanding what he meant.
However, he did remember that during the whole process of the memorial, the emperor had indeed praised him in this way. According to his father's account, the emperor also said similar words when he summoned his father later.
But isn't this a good thing? Yang Jie was confused for a moment and looked at Yang Hong in confusion?
After pausing for a moment, Yang Hong's expression was a little complicated, Fang said.
"Jie'er, people who are too smart often see the world too clearly, or think they see too clearly, so that they lose integrity and perseverance!"
"This is the reason why His Majesty has a conflicting attitude towards it!"
After hearing this, Yang Jie seemed to understand something in his heart, but he couldn't think it through, so he frowned and fell into deep thought.
Seeing this situation, Yang Hong shook his head and continued.
"There is no shortage of smart people in the court. If you can figure it out, there will naturally be people who can figure it out. Just like the debate on Confucianism and Legalism, what you said is certainly true. There are no fixed rules in the world. Use law in troubled times, use virtue in prosperous times, and adapt to local conditions. , moves according to the times.”
"But have you ever thought about why no one has followed such a simple truth for thousands of years?"
Yang Jie was a smart man after all, and he came up with the answer with just a flash of his mind.
"Is it because it's too difficult?"
"Yes, it's too difficult!"
Yang Hong nodded and said.
"There are naturally no fixed rules for governing a country, but changing orders day by day is a major plan of the court. What's more, the strategy of governing the country can affect the whole body with one move. How can it be determined by one word of usage or one word of Confucianism?"
"What's more, what you said is certainly reasonable, but how should we judge what is appropriate according to local conditions?"
As he spoke, Yang Hong's face surged with emotion and he said.
"Don't talk about it from afar, let's just say that Wala is provoking the Ming Dynasty. Should Budize become a king and become a king's teacher, or should he dominate hundreds of territories and ride on the grassland with his iron cavalry, leaving no grass growing?"
"If you make the wrong choice, you will be doomed!"
"Therefore, there is no choice. Ruling a country must be benevolent and virtuous. This is an eternal truth and the way of sages. Your suggestion sounds good and is called adapting to local conditions. But in reality, it can also be called unscrupulous means and will not give up until the goal is achieved. .”
"Let me put it this way, can you understand why His Majesty has such an ambivalent attitude towards you?"
7017k
