Sensing the gaze from the protagonist, Li Qing raised his head and sheepishly put the melon seed peel into his pocket.
Last time, he was fined for eating snacks and throwing garbage in the court, and he didn't want to make the same mistake again.
Zhu Qizhen was dumbfounded.
It took him a while to recover, and his little mouth twitched, which meant: It's almost time, it's your turn to perform.
How could the director appear in person... Li Qing rolled his eyes.
However, it’s time to advance the plot. Although it is exciting now, it has lost the original excitement.
But at this moment, Guo Jing, who was bruised and swollen, couldn't resist it, but she was unwilling to let these backstabbing villains take over, so she thought of muddying the waters.
"Haha... Since you said that the court is a place for political discussions, why don't you give others a chance to speak?"
Chen Zhi glanced around, deliberately avoiding Yu Qian and Yang Pu, and hummed: "Do you colleagues have any ideas?"
"I do." Li Qing clapped his hands and stood up.
Really?
Not only Chen Zhi was stunned, but others were also surprised.
Immediately, Li Qing crossed the crowd and came to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I have this memorial."
"Accurate!"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Qing, thinking: How dare you?
They all knew about Li Qing's appointment as Imperial Master, but... what about Imperial Master?
This is not the Hongwu Yongle Dynasty. The little emperor himself has not yet grasped the power. He wants to stir up troubles and profit from the chaos just by being an emperor's master. It is simply wishful thinking.
Is it true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers? Is it really easy to live in a temple? The ministers secretly sneered.
Li Qing seemed to be unable to see the strange expressions on the ministers' faces, and he cupped his hands and said, "I am currently serving in the Ministry of War, and my daily duties are all in the military affairs.
I discovered that in recent years, the navy has not gone to sea, and some young people have begun to act arrogantly. This year, Siam and Burma have become more and more wanton, often plundering the merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty that go to sea for trade;
I also ask the emperor to immediately send troops to promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty for the sake of the rights and interests of the people of the Ming Dynasty. Li Qing said loudly: "If the Ming Dynasty turns a blind eye, there is no guarantee that other vassal states will not have different intentions." "
I heard that it was out of the interest of protecting private merchant ships, and all the ministers agreed.
They are said to be private merchant ships, but in fact most of them belong to the families of court officials or close relatives.
But the problem is, this was said by a seventh grader, and no one wants to offend a group of big shots because of the current murderer in the court.
If you say something bad, it won't be unusual to be liquidated in the future.
Zhu Qizhen looked at the big guys, but they didn't say a word.
What they care about is Yang Shiqi's position. They send troops to Siam and Burma to protect the interests of merchant ships and promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is also beneficial to them, it is not the most important thing.
Yu Qian wanted to leave work and agree, but then he thought of Li Qing's previous instructions and had to endure it for the time being.
His power is second only to Yang Shiqi. If he takes Yang Shiqi's position again, he will really be the enemy of the whole world.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to look at Li Qing again, "What's Li Qing's clever plan?"
"Uh-huh... I have just entered the court, and I don't understand many things yet." Li Qing looked embarrassed, "However, if I think about it, there must be Guo Shangshu, the leader of the six departments."
The ministers secretly despised him: He is really a new recruit. With the growth of the cabinet, the value of the Tianguan of the Ministry of Personnel has been greatly reduced. What about the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel?
Guo Jing was extremely excited. Li Qing's move was like giving him a magical weapon.
As a minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Guo Jing was naturally not a mediocre person. He immediately took the dragon-slaying knife and slaughtered everyone.
"Your Majesty, I think we must send troops. Your Majesty is the common ruler of the world. Even small Siam and Burma dare to be disrespectful. This alone will lead to death!
Furthermore, the king is the boat and the people are the water, and the two complement each other; if you cannot protect the people..."
"Then I am ashamed to sit on this throne!" Zhu Qizhen slapped the paper weight, stood up from the ground, held the imperial case with both hands and looked down at the ministers, "I want to send troops, what are your suggestions?"
Guo Jing was overjoyed that the little emperor had finally come to an end and agreed with his suggestion.
Will Yang Shiqi's position be far behind?
Although it was Li Qing's idea, he didn't take it seriously as a small seventh-level person, and automatically regarded this idea as his own.
Sending troops to two places is also beneficial to these big guys who are engaged in maritime trade privately. Of course they will not object.
However, when troops are dispatched, the credit for dispatching troops must not fall into your hands, Guo Jing.
Chen Zhi took the lead and said: "Your Majesty, I suggest that we advance by land and water, first with artillery to shock, and then with muskets and bows and arrows. This will not only promote the great power of tomorrow, but also reduce casualties..."
You talk about ideas, then I'll talk about the details. Anyway, I just want to make it easier for you... Chen Zhixin said.
Guo Jingfei was almost furious: You are so fucking shameless, you will only plagiarize my ideas.
"Chen Du Yushi's words are inappropriate." Liu Zhongfu, the Minister of Household Affairs, intervened, "I believe that while promoting the country's prestige and reducing casualties, we should also pay attention to economy."
"Haha... I have a plan."
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As the saying goes: It takes three years for a scholar to rebel, but it will happen now.
These civil servants are all eloquent, but in fact, none of them understand military affairs, they are just talking nonsense.
It's not even a good talk on paper, it's just a high-level bragging at best.
If you advocate fighting in this way, then I will advocate fighting in that way. A group of big guys were fighting fiercely, but no one noticed that the fight for chips has changed from Yang Ji to sending troops.
To be more precise, sending troops has become an established fact. At the moment, it is just a debate on tactics.
Li Qing returned to the back row, continued to eat melon seeds with a smile, and continued to watch the show.
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A group of bigwigs quarreled from morning to noon, and even until noon, Zhu Qizhen was hungry, and they continued to quarrel.
"Dismissal, let's discuss it tomorrow!"
Guo Jing and others reluctantly saluted, and after the emperor left, they immediately left the hall in a hurry and began to form cliques, promising benefits, and fighting for the right to speak for themselves.
Zhu Qizhen returned to Qianqing Palace and immediately ordered Wang Zhen: "Go and ask the British Duke Zhang Fu and the Minister of War Yu Qian to come see me immediately."
"Yes, I obey the order." Wang Zhen took two steps and asked again: "Your Majesty, do you want to invite Mr. Li?"
As the little emperor's personal attendant, he knew very well how popular Li Qing was in front of Zhu Qizhen.
Zhu Qizhen thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need, go and do it quickly."
"Slave, I'll go right away." Wang Zhen was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions.
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Li Qing stretched out, lay back comfortably on the bed, and hummed: "It's still comfortable to lie down. The dispatch of troops has become a fait accompli. It's better not to make other actions for a short time, so as not to worry about one thing and lose another. Well... I have to rest for a few days." "
He doesn't want to stand out frequently. Once he is taken seriously by those big bosses, his every word and deed will be deeply studied and analyzed. It will not be easy to correct the chaos in the future.
"Let's rest for half a month. After the attention of the people in the court is diverted, I will take the lead again." Li Qing said to himself, "Also, the next step of the plan must be perfectly planned."
Just as he was thinking about something, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Is Li Du in trouble?"
"Here, the door is unlocked, come in." Li Qing sat up, put on his shoes and walked out of the wing.
When he saw who was coming, Li Qing couldn't help but be startled, "Master Yang?"
Yang Pu smiled and cupped his hands: "I'm sorry for interrupting you."
"What the hell." Li Qing smiled, "It's cold outside, come inside."
The room wasn't warm either, Li Qing didn't have a charcoal pot, and it was the coldest month of winter, and Yang Pu was shivering from the cold.
"I didn't expect a southerner in Li Du's case to be so resistant to freezing!" Yang Pu's teeth chattered: Can't you put in a few stoves? It's freezing to death.
The heat brought by the warm sedan disappeared in an instant, and Old Man Yang couldn't bear it.
Li Qing suppressed a smile: "Being a lower official is not about anti-freeze, but mainly about being young."
Yang Pu: "..."
"Do you have something to do when Grand Scholar Yang comes to the humble residence?" Li Qing asked.
Yang Pu breathed into the palm of his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Li Dugui's words and deeds in the court today can be said to be beneficial to the country and the people."
"Uh-huh...thank you."
"No prizes," Yang Pu said sternly, "Especially because Li Du brushed off his clothes and hid his merits and fame, I really admire him."
Li Qing said humbly: "Grandmaster Yang Miaozan, I am just a small seventh-grade official. In this capital, there are many people, but I can't be as powerful as the Grandmaster said."
But I was thinking: What kind of medicine is this old man selling in the gourd?
