"My master, look at what I said..."
"Your Majesty, I think this plan will be better."
"Your Majesty, what you said is good, but there are still big loopholes in it. Look..."
"Your Majesty, I think your decree should be modified like this..."
"His Majesty……"
…
Zhu Changxun was sitting on a chair, his expression a little stiff, his eyes a little dull.
At this time, his mind was constantly replaying the scenes that had happened in the imperial study room in the past few years.
His words, suggestions and even government orders were always rejected by Yan Chenhao.
Of course he would not think about it. Yan Chenhao had been an official for so many years. He must have a better understanding of the court and the pros and cons of things than he did who had lived in the palace for a long time. The plan he proposed was naturally better than his. He would not think about it. In fact, he There were also some suggestions that were adopted by Yan Chenhao - people are always like this, when someone makes them unhappy, they will intermittently forget some good memories of the other person, leaving only a bad impression.
Now Zhu Changxun has already got into the corner. He only feels that since Yan Chenhao became the chief assistant, his sense of presence has become lower and lower, and many orders have been dismissed by Yan Chenhao. Now, Yan Chenhao His reputation among the people has risen to the extreme - this is exactly what he desires.
Zhu Changxun's eyes were a little red.
Great governance? What kind of governance is great governance?
It's not like he doesn't know the current situation of the Ming Dynasty. The treasury is full and the people are stable. The Ming Dynasty has been more than two hundred years old. It is already rare for such a grand occasion to occur.
At this time, it is time to wipe out the four barbarians, not only to pacify the border, but also to write one's name in the history books for future generations to admire!
In fact, he had always thought that Yan Chenhao would not refuse this proposal. After all, he knew that his teacher's ideal was to create a prosperous age, and the so-called prosperous age naturally placed equal emphasis on both civil and martial arts! Both are indispensable!
What's more, since the last salary increase policy was promulgated, Yan Chenhao has actually not made any big moves for a while. He basically handles government affairs normally, maintains the stability of the court, appoints capable officials, etc. No matter how you look at it, it is all about the overall situation. Determined look.
So before, he didn't even ask Yan Chenhao and others for their opinions, and directly arranged the generals and supplies for the expedition, because in his heart, Yan Chenhao would never refuse!
The only thing that needs to be discussed may be the time of the expedition, or maybe the teacher has the insight to discover which general and promote him to expand the territory of the Ming Dynasty.
But what he didn't expect was that what his teacher said to him gave him a slap in the face - as always, no!
Just like countless times before, it was the ears that had already heard Cocoon's words: "Your Majesty, this is wrong, it needs to be changed!"
He also said that it is not appropriate to send troops now, saying that it would be a waste of the national treasury...
At the time of my father, the situation was not as good as it is now. The world was in turmoil and the treasury was empty, but didn't he still finish the three major conquests?
Am I so diligent that I am not as good as my father who does not go to court?
We need to build the Beidi Water Conservancy Project. Why didn't you do it a few years ago? But now, when I want to send troops, you use this to stop me!
Zhu Changxun's originally calm heart was filled with anger. The contrast between ideal and reality made him very uncomfortable, and this coincidence made him feel as if he was being targeted.
Looking up to the front, Yan Chenhao still maintained the saluting posture, waiting for his answer.
This kind of scene has happened too many times in this imperial study room, and every time, as Yan Chenhao said "Please think twice, your majesty" as if announcing victory, he always waved his hand and said:
"Just follow my teacher's words."
But this time it was different. Seeing this familiar scene again, Zhu Changxun felt a rush of blood rushing from his heart to his head. The dissatisfaction he had accumulated in the past about being "ignored" exploded at this moment. At this time, he no longer wanted to worry about water conservancy and the end of the Northern Expedition. Which one is more advantageous? There is only one sentence in his mind——
I am the emperor, and the conquest of rituals and music should come from the emperor!
"Now that the national treasury is full, the world is already blooming with flowers, which is comparable to that of Taizu Taizong. How can it be said that it is not enough?"
He stood up suddenly and spoke sharply. This was the first time he spoke to his teacher like this:
"I have been blocked again and again. I want to send troops to the north. It is for the sake of the world and the people. Is it for my own selfishness?"
Yan Chenhao was obviously a little surprised by his reaction. He fully expected that his disciple would agree with his words as before, but he didn't expect such a reaction.
His attitude became more respectful and his body prostrated again. He thought Zhu Changxun didn't understand what he meant, so he explained:
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. I never meant this."
"It is precisely because your Majesty and I are both working for the Ming Dynasty that I want to stop your Majesty and prevent him from making a big mistake."
"I would like to ask Your Majesty, have you ever thought about the vast desert and thousands of miles of grassland? What should we do if Wala knows that he is outmatched and flees far away? If we retreat without fighting, the money for sending troops will be wasted; if we continue to fight, more than ten people will be killed. Tens of thousands of troops march north to the desert, regardless of victory or defeat, the daily consumption will be an extremely huge number! Even if the national treasury is exhausted, there may not be any results!"
"The situation in the world has just improved. Once you act like this, it is very likely that the good situation will be overturned. Only then will you regret it!"
"I really feel that your Majesty's proposal to send troops is inappropriate. Please think again."
Yan Chenhao once again rejected Zhu Changxun.
He explained in detail, but it was obvious that the emperor on the opposite side did not listen. He was now blinded by anger, not to mention that he still believed that the Wanli treasury was already like that, and could fight the three major conquests. Why can't it be his turn?
How could this mere grassland stop my Ming Dynasty’s elite soldiers? Under my rule, there is a prosperous age that is not weaker than Hongwu Yongle! Didn't Taizu and Taizong go deep into the desert to conquer the enemy invaders?
But why do you always refuse?
Why?
Could it be that you don’t want me to interfere with military power?
He suddenly stopped where he was.
The emperor's angry look disappeared, and he put his hands on the table and stared into Yan Chenhao's eyes.
His voice was cold, bone-chilling, almost squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Old Yan Ge..."
"I want to ask you a question."
"In this Ming Dynasty, am I the one who makes the decision, or..."
"You, the Chief Assistant of the Cabinet, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Grand Bachelor of Zhongji Palace, Grand Master..."
"Where's the decision?"
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