After the court meeting, the ministers left the Huangji Hall. Liang Menglong calmed down his excitement, and while thinking about his recent performance and subsequent development, he strolled back to the political hall.
Because he was thinking about something, he walked a little slower. After he lowered his head and passed the Xihua Gate, and just entered the passage between the palace city and the political hall, someone beside him suddenly said: "Mr. Mingquan."
Liang Menglong looked up and saw Luo Wanhua bowing his hands to him under the palace wall, as if waiting for him.
He hurriedly raised his hands and said in return: "Mr. Kangzhou. You are waiting for me."
A smile appeared on Luo Wanhua's dark face, and he nodded: "Yes, I have something to say to Mr. Mingquan."
Liang Menglong was wary, he took a deep breath and said, "I wonder if you have any advice?"
Luo Wanhua looked directly at Liang Menglong and said, "Mr. Mingquan is older, just call me 'Yifu'."
Liang Menglong was surprised. Both of them are cabinet ministers. Although they joined the cabinet at different times, the rule of the political hall in the past two years is to use titles instead of names. This is also a habit left by Zhang Siwei when he was the prime minister. As for the Zhang Juzheng era - who can compare with Prince Zhongxing?
Liang Menglong was wondering what he meant by these words, but he said: "How dare you, how dare you. Kangzhou has a strong character and steep cliffs. How can your servant not call him sir?"
Luo Wanhua smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Mingquan, there is no need to be modest. There is a nine-year age difference between you and me. The difference of one year is two terms - Wanhua is willing to provide strong assistance in the matter of political reform."
"Oh, oh. Huh?" Liang Menglong was suddenly enlightened, and he unconsciously spat out a few incomprehensible syllables. Then he solemnly saluted and said: "I am asking my dear brother for your help, so I would like to thank you. Political reform is no small matter, and it must be done carefully by all parties. Although reforms are ongoing nowadays, such a big deal as political reform is at least It will work for twenty or thirty years."
Luo Wanhua understood the implication of Liang Menglong's words, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Mingquan said that."
After a brief chat, the two smiled and looked at each other and handed over their hands. Luo Wanhua waved his hand and stood there waiting for a few breaths. When Liang Menglong passed by, he naturally fell half a body behind. The two walked together through the stone road between the palace walls and returned to Xiyuan Zhengshi Hall.
Liang Menglong was thinking and judging while walking just now. As early as the third day of next month, the emperor may nominate himself as prime minister. During this period, there is bound to be a right call - the key is whether you use your strength before the right call, or after you call the right one?
If you exert your power too early, if you make a wrong judgment about the emperor's thoughts, you will surely be laughed at by the courtiers, which is a political disaster; if you exert your power too late, if there are not enough votes in the court recommendation, you will lose face to Manlajia.
Nowadays, there are many parties in the DPRK and China. Some ministers, such as Wang Zongmu, were returnees but also belonged to the periphery of the Jin Party, because this guy had served as Shanxi's chief envoy. Some ministers, such as Xu Zhenming, support the reformists in land reform and the conservatives in judicial governance. Their positions are unclear - almost every courtier has different political demands. There are countless vertical and horizontal lines.
It is not that no one warned the emperor about the cliques and chaos among the courtiers, but the emperor dismissed the chapter by saying, "There are no factions in the court, and everything is strange."
At a certain court meeting, the emperor even said: "Even fathers, sons, and husbands and wives, limited by their own knowledge, will have different views on things. Therefore, if there are groups of people, there will be factions. This is human nature. There is nothing to be afraid of if there are factions. The big policy is established. Just put aside your factional stance when enforcing it. As for those who form cliques for personal gain and protect those who are illegal, there will be laws and regulations set up to deal with it."
Under the emperor's negative attitude, Liang Menglong felt that since Zhang Juzheng's death, the cohesion of the so-called parties in the DPRK could be described as many piles of scattered sand. The so-called partisanship is almost in the realm of forming a party for personal gain. The emperor will beat him up when he doesn't like it. If there is a debate about major policies, those with some political ambitions will have to be unconventional - just like myself today and Luo Wanhua who faced the victory in Manila.
In this case, Liang Menglong had to greet many people who had votes from the court in person or through his trusted aides. On the one hand, it ensures that Tingtuo is foolproof; on the other hand, it is also a necessary measure to expand the scope of the "Liang Party", so that it will be convenient for him to govern after becoming the Prime Minister.
If Luo Wanhua competes with him, then Liang Menglong must cast a wide net in order to catch more fish. No matter how much he hates someone, they are the food on his plate. But if Luo Wanhua withdraws and waits for the future, then he can selectively strengthen his own power - he can attract people with similar ideals and stances to his side, so that he can govern with ease in the future.
"It's a big favor for Kang Zhou!" After Liang Menglong returned to the political hall, he stared at the documents on the table and was thinking over and over again in his mind. Then he thought again, "They are still holy relatives - if the emperor doesn't hint that today, how could Luo Wanhua let him?"
"This concession is a huge favor. As long as he is cautious and self-disciplined, 80% of the Prime Minister and Minister will still be his in ten years. Today, I will have to help with my head bowed - Luo Wanhua is so scheming!"
After returning home and thinking about it for a long time, Liang Menglong's excitement about reaching the top of the world gradually cooled down. Although bubbles of happiness were still bubbling in his heart, he finally felt a mountain of pressure in the face of the cabinet ministers who were all like human beings.
Can I, Lao Liang, defeat these monsters?
Liang Menglong was happily troubled. The other cabinet members of the Political Affairs Hall were very excited when they saw Zhu Yijun. Everyone with enough heads knew who the Sacred Heart belonged to. Although Luo Wanhua made a decision, he felt disappointed in his heart and looked helpless on the outside.
While he was busy with his work to relieve his mood, the secretary from the outer room came in and reported that Prime Minister Shen was here. Luo Wanhua curled his lips in his heart and stood up to greet him.
The two exchanged a few words, and Shen Shixing got straight to the point: "At the beginning of the morning session today, the Sacred Heart actually did not belong to anyone." Although the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, the cabinet ministers who reviewed it can all judge this, Luo Wanhua Hearing this, he was not surprised.
He just smiled and said, "Mr. Yaoquan, is he interested?"
Shen Shixing was stunned when he heard the words, and then he seemed to be lost in memories, and sighed: "During the trip to Saihanba, I thought I would be behind Mr. Fengpan. It seems that I have not done well in these years."
Luo Wanhua was a little surprised. One of him and Shen Shixing is a radical reformist, and the other is a conservative. They cannot usually urinate in the same pot. Now seeing Shen Shixing looking at his heart and soul, he was a little stunned.
He pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Mr. Yaoquan, there is no need to belittle yourself. I think that it will be difficult for the prime ministers in the future without the experience of governorship. It is said that 'the prime minister starts from the state and county'."
What he said was the emperor's idea of choosing prime ministers, but Shen Shixing did not want to hear this. Seeing that he did not go into the alley, he could only say more bluntly: "According to this, Kangzhou once served as the governor of Burma and expanded the territory of the Ming Dynasty by two million. This achievement can only be equaled by a prime minister. If you are interested in this, I would like to help you."
Luo Wanhua became more and more naked as he listened to what he said. He was secretly alert in his heart, but a look of reminiscence appeared on his face. He smiled and said: "Mr. Yaoquan talked about Myanmar - I entered the official position as the number one scholar, and was later appreciated by the Prince of Zhongxing. Your Majesty is the only one who has the title of governor-general of Burma. Today I can tell you from the bottom of my heart that I don’t like your teacher Prince Zhongxing."
Shen Shixing felt a little impatient when he saw that he always changed the subject. But when I heard him talk about his experience with Zhang Juzheng, I couldn't help but want to continue listening.
"My family is poor, and I used to think that I was a person of integrity. After winning the first prize, I was first a compilator, and then I was promoted to a minister. At that time, You Qi, the servant of the king of Zhongxing County, asked me to write a note for him. I am full of energy and great. He scolded him angrily and said, "I am a minister of the emperor, how can I keep records for my servants?" You Qi left angrily."
"I thought I had offended Prince Zhongxing from now on, but when we met later, I showed no pretense. I didn't expect that Prince Zhongxing had such a big heart, and he had been recruiting him repeatedly since the first year of Wanli."
"One time when I was studying as an attendant, the emperor gave me some advice and asked me to learn more about governance from Prince Zhongxing. Later, he put me in the attendant's room to give me advice. As I grew older, I understood the principle of a circle on the outside and a square on the inside. .”
Shen Shixing's face changed slightly after hearing his last sentence. He smiled awkwardly, cupped his hands and said, "I've learned a lesson. Although Prince Zhongxing is my master, his mantle is in Kangzhou!"
(End of chapter)
