After the lingering love, Yuanchun nestled in the arms of her lover.
"Now those people in the palace are afraid that their thoughts will arise again, right?"
Feng Ziying didn't even raise her eyebrows, "Who?"
"Who else, Mei Yuexi, Guo Qinjun, Su Lingyao, are these people still not thinking? The emperor may not be able to do it for much longer, right?"
Yuan Chun's brows were full of spring, he half-squinted his eyes, and leaned his cheek on Feng Ziying's shoulder, "This is a critical period. Whoever can enter the cabinet will probably have to establish a prince, or even directly..."
Feng Ziying also felt a headache.
Guo Qinyun has come to find him through Zhou Peisheng several times. There is no doubt that he came here for this.
The cabinet has not yet reached an agreement internally, mainly because everyone has no unified opinion on how to deal with Emperor Wan Tong.
Mei Yuexi is also contacting herself through various channels. It is obvious that the purpose is the same.
Feng Ziying is not inclined to replace Emperor Wan Tong immediately, although this emperor is indeed a bit stupid.
But a stupid emperor is actually a good thing for the cabinet. If someone is tolerant enough, smart enough, and even old and healthy enough to succeed the emperor, then he might not be able to wait for another opportunity in the future. .
However, it seems that from another perspective, the cabinet can actually continue to take preventive measures and eliminate this possibility from the source.
In this way, the frivolous and frivolous King Shou is actually more suitable, but the smart characters like King Lu and King Gong, who have not even been finalized and have great development prospects, are not suitable.
"We can't talk about that yet. From his own point of view, the emperor's thoughts and actions are understandable. As for how the cabinet will deal with it, it has not yet been decided. An emperor who is harmless to the court is actually nothing. Well,... …”
Yuan Chun was surprised by Feng Ziying's words, and even a little unbelievable: "Ziying, are you saying that the cabinet will not deal with the emperor's behavior? In the future..."
"Where can there be a future?" Feng Ziying chuckled, "After this battle, who will still believe in him and who will bet on him? The cabinet is not without response. The military power of the armies in Beijing will never be restored. It is in the hands of the Zhang family, so no matter who becomes the emperor, as long as the military power is no longer in his hands, it will be an illusion."
Yuan Chun was a little startled, "Then what's the point of being an emperor like this? He can't leave the palace? He just depends on others, and even allows himself to be slaughtered by others?"
Feng Ziying also somewhat understood Yuanchun's melancholy state of mind.
She has also been a noble concubine. After so many years in the palace, she has experienced the royal scenery. The glory when Emperor Yonglong was here has now fallen to such a miserable state.
"Yuan Chun, what you said is exaggerated. Necessary etiquette and dignity are also provided by the cabinet. It's just that the emperor has too many thoughts and keeps making troubles like this. He himself is not in the right position. The cabinet is considered to be graceful, so what else can it do?"
Feng Ziying was depressed, and he felt as if he was a sage.
As if he had finally pulled himself out of a certain emotion, Yuan Chun breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "If we don't talk about the affairs in the palace, what should we do?"
Feng Ziying blinked, "What should I do?"
"Are they coming back too?" Yuan Chun pinched the soft flesh of Feng Ziying's waist, "You promised me, and I've been waiting for two years, but what about the future?"
Before coming here, Feng Ziying also thought that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and there is no such thing as running away with your pants up after eating, but Yuanchun wants to live with her sisters and live the kind of life she longs for most. How to do it? ?
Unless you become the emperor yourself.
This thought sometimes pops up in her mind, but Feng Ziying knows very well that it is not realistic, at least now.
Although on the surface he already controls the military power in the capital and even the capital, it is hard to say how much of it is attached to him because of his own power, and how much of him is determined to follow him without hesitation.
Even if you take control of the military power in the capital, capital, and central China, you are still full of flaws. Will the huge civil servants recognize you?
Maybe everyone will feel that you are indeed somewhat capable, have a lot of military achievements, and are both scholars and civil servants. Everyone will recognize and support you in this situation.
But this is completely different from establishing a country and a dynasty and becoming an emperor.
This era is no longer like the situation of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms or Zhao Kuangyin wearing a yellow robe.
After a hundred years of ravages in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, when the warriors were arrogant and despotic and treated the literati like leeks, they were killed and cut. They all regard it as a matter of course that they are superior to military men. Will they bow to them just because they have mastered military power?
It's impossible even if you think about it.
Feng Ziying doesn't know what step he will take in the future, but he is right to take control of the military. As for the next step, he still needs to consider.
Feng Ziying is also looking for a situation similar to her own in history. Zhou Zhao Ergong? Wang Mang? Liang Ji? Dong Zhuo? Cao Cao? Sima Yi? Or every founding emperor during the Five Dynasties period? Zhao Kuangyin? Zhang Juzheng?
Anymore?
It seems more like Zhang Juzheng's path, but the outcome for his descendants after Zhang Juzheng's death was too bad, and Feng Ziying did not want to see that scene.
Maybe the only way to go is the path of Cao Cao or Sima Yi. Aren't you slowly walking on this path now?
The military power of the capital is quietly falling into his hands, but it has not attracted the attention of others yet. His status as a civil servant and his father's retirement have confused many people, making them subconsciously think that they are heading towards the pinnacle of civil servants - the chief minister. To move forward is in line with the goal of the literati.
The problem is that Cao Cao and Sima Yi were already very old when they reached that point, so it seemed natural to leave them to their descendants to continue, but what about themselves?
He is only in his twenties. Could it be that he is also learning to run the government for twenty or thirty years and then hand it over to the next generation?
Feng Ziying was not sure whether that was the right thing to do.
Feng Ziying also knew that without the help of a group of civil servants who supported her, it would be too slim to embark on the road to becoming a nine-five-year-old. But now that her age and qualifications have limited her, she must spend twenty or thirty years accumulating. I'm also a little worried that when that time comes, will there really be a chance?
This contradictory mood and situation made Feng Ziying feel very confused. Maybe it would be wise to just try it by feeling the stones first and see where it would go. But how would Yuanchun explain it?
"Yuan Chun, please wait a little longer, otherwise what do you want me to do?" Feng Ziying sighed, "I don't want to hide it like this, but now is not the time. At least I have to wait until Long Jinwei is completely included in me. In your hands, wait until the Supreme Emperor dies..."
