In the evening, the Jinshen Hall of the Capital Palace was brightly lit, and the other palaces overlooking the palace city had all turned off their lights early, making this place particularly bright in the darkness.
The emperor, prince, prime minister, general, and six ministers gathered in front of the northern Xinjiang situation map to discuss the situation in a hierarchical manner. The day before yesterday, Mongolia retreated in panic. Qiyang King Li Wenzhong led his troops to pursue hundreds of miles and made countless gains.
"Your Majesty, all the food, grass and baggage have been collected and shipped to the northern Xinjiang. If we don't take the heads of a few Mongolian royal families, wouldn't we let the grassland have a glimpse of our Ming Dynasty!"
"Indeed, the grassland barbarians are afraid of power and have no morals. No matter how much the herd soldiers kill them, they will not be able to make them feel the pain. They must kill the powerful ones first!"
The high-level officials of the Ming Dynasty unified their strategies instantly, and the governor's office immediately conveyed orders to the northern frontier. The Ming Dynasty was established with strong martial virtues and was not timid in both civil and military affairs.
After adding some details, Chang Yuchun led a group of officials and generals from the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office to retreat. They would have to complete some more details after returning.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on Hu Weiyong, but he didn't say anything after all. The Minister of Punishment on the side also breathed a sigh of relief. It is really not appropriate for the court to have any major turmoil now.
After everyone retreated, Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought. Zhu Biao, who had been silent until now, said, "Father, you still haven't decided whether to completely abolish the position of prime minister?"
Zhu Yuanzhang crossed his hands and kept circling each other with his thumbs: "What do you think?"
"As for me, although I don't like it, I still feel that it is necessary to retain the position of prime minister."
"Of course, it is necessary to weaken and divide its power."
Zhu Biao continued: "Sometimes it is indeed necessary for such a high-ranking person to take on certain responsibilities."
After all, the prime ministers are in the minority, and most of the prime ministers are puppets of the imperial power. After all, he is naturally at a disadvantage, and the imperial power can suppress him with a little encouragement.
"How to divide it?"
"Separate one department from the cabinet, strengthen the independence of the six ministries, and separate the civil and military affairs without involving the military."
In ancient times, the Three Dukes were so respected. It is said that these are the Three Dukes, discussing Tao and governing the state, and regulating Yin and Yang. But now, it is just a false position. It can be seen that the importance of the position depends on whether it holds real power.
In fact, for their father and son, it doesn't matter that they don't have a prime minister. What Lao Zhu is worried about is that in the future, his descendants will be born in a deep palace and grow up in the hands of women, and it will be difficult for them to be able to govern.
If the prime minister is removed and the power of the prime minister is completely divided, then the difference between monarch and ministers will be insurmountable. Unless the dynasty is changed, ministers will only be ministers after all. Even if the imperial power is sluggish, it can be regained once it is revived.
Zhu Biao is too lazy to plan for his children and grandchildren. No plan can withstand the erosion of time. After the death of people and the government, it is possible that they can still climb out to bring order to the chaos. Let them go and do their best for their own generation.
The movement of heaven is constant, and it will not exist for Yao, nor will it perish for Jie.
There is a big difference in concepts between father and son in this regard, but it is also understandable that it is not easy to pass on the family name after all the hard work. Naturally, he hopes that it can be passed down for thousands of generations. Zhu Biao feels a little sad, but In fact, it is also a kind of sobriety. Human power will eventually be limited, and the way of heaven will eventually be determined.
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed. Although his son is excellent, there are disadvantages. He will not follow orders and has his own ideas and will. Even if he gives in temporarily, he will definitely implement his ideas according to his own ideas after he ascends the throne.
If he can't even control his son, can future generations really follow his "Emperor Ming Ancestor Instructions" to conduct themselves and govern the country as he expected?
Seeing that his father was a little depressed, Zhu Biao was also a little distressed, but he still didn't say anything. It was extremely unrealistic for one generation to determine the code of conduct and philosophy of governing the country for several generations.
No matter who becomes the emperor, he will naturally resist restraint, not for anything else, just because the emperor should not be restrained, even if you are my ancestor.
"That's all, it's up to you, but the plan still has to go ahead."
It doesn't matter if the son has his own ideas, it's just that he is different from him and does not delay the inheritance of the Ming Dynasty. However, if the Huaixi martial arts are not cleaned, it will inevitably lead to chaos and threaten the survival of the dynasty.
"Father Fu Wei."
The father and son had the same attitude on this point. The rapid downfall of Yang Xian and Wang Guangyang proved that even if the person was personally appointed by the emperor, as long as he was not from Huaixi, he would have to be defeated until he was replaced by one of their own.
This is a simple display of power by the nobles of Huaixi. We supported the superiors and became emperors. Now even the capital of civil servants is our people, who else can do anything to us?
The talents of one place can support the competition in troubled times, but the talents of one place are never enough to govern the entire world. If the upper class always consists of this group of people, then the Ming Dynasty will regress back to the Wei and Jin Dynasties when the emperor and the aristocratic family shared the world.
This is a situation that cannot be tolerated. During the endless wars in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, Huang Chao began to massacre aristocratic families in a large-scale and organized manner, and then Zhu Wen caused the disaster of Baimayi. All real aristocratic families were physically destroyed. Is it possible that the Ming Dynasty Want to train it again?
You must know that the so-called aristocratic families in the Ming Dynasty are just in name. In fact, they are just larger landowners. There are more literate and unemployed people in the family.
In the final analysis, one still has to rely on the imperial examination or the Imperial College to become an official. It requires the promotion and grace of the imperial power, rather than the inheritance of family power. This makes them have no power to resist against Jiangnan and Pan Fu.
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In the early morning at the guest reception pavilion on the outskirts of Beijing, a group of people kept looking into the distance, and finally saw several riders approaching leisurely. When they came closer and embraced each other, the three brothers had not wanted to get together for more than a year.
After a simple greeting, Zhang Cuncheng, the current propaganda envoy in front of the palace, couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother, you have been prosperous all the way. You have already been promoted to General Fengguo."
"This is the second grade. Guangzong Yaozu, it's time to worship the ancestors. My father's spirit in heaven will definitely be happy!"
Zhang Cundao was tall and strong, with a swallow-jawed tiger's beard and purple eyes similar to his father's. He looked past his two younger brothers towards the imperial city: "I received the imperial edict yesterday and am already a hussar general."
As soon as these words came out, the two people who were originally excited suddenly became suspicious. If they were from the second rank, based on their elder brother's achievements over the years, coupled with his father's hard work in the past, the Holy Emperor was prepared to reuse him.
But before he took office, he had already reached his head. A second-grade hussar general was really a bit scary. My father had taught him in his early years that there would be disaster if morality was not in line with the position.
The second child, Zhang Cuncheng, looked at his younger brother and said, "I heard that the promotion of the eldest brother to Beijing was the intention of His Highness the Crown Prince. Third child, you once entered the palace to attend the Crown Prince's lectures and readings. Do you have any news?"
Zhang Cunhou smiled bitterly and said: "His Royal Highness is gifted by nature. Even Song Longmen said that there is nothing left to teach. Those of us who follow the studies have long been sent to serve in the Imperial College by His Highness."
"Brother, the situation in Beijing is unpredictable. Whether this is a blessing or a curse remains to be seen. Don't..."
He didn't say anything after that. After his father passed away, the eldest brother was like his father. As the younger brother, he couldn't give strict advice, especially when his eldest brother was so proud.
Zhang Cundao patted his second brother on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I know what I know, but no matter how much I think about it, it's vain. I just need to serve you with sincerity, and you will never fall into the lintel of my Zhang family."
He looked at his third brother and said, "You have also heard what your second brother said. When An Xin is on duty, he must not act arrogantly because I have gained power. We brothers will not talk about the consequences, and we will share the honor and disgrace. But you must remember not to humiliate your father." Posthumous name."
Zhang Cunhou is not a shallow person, and he promised seriously: "Brother, don't worry, you will be what you are in the past. I will obey my father's instructions before his death to be loyal, honest and self-responsible."
In the Wuying Hall, He Wenhui, the hereditary commander of Henan Wei, the governor of the left army of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, came in through the passage: "The general will see His Highness the Crown Prince for a thousand years."
Zhu Biao put down the book in his hand and stood up with a smile: "Brother is here, Liu Jin, please give me a seat."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
There are not many people in the world who can be called Zhu Biao's brother, and He Wenhui is just one of them. He is fourteen years older than Zhu Biao, and it just so happens that he was adopted as an adopted son by Zhu Biao when he was fourteen years old.
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