Fengtian Hall, the atmosphere in the hall today is unusually subtle.
It should be said that the atmosphere in the court has been very delicate during this period of time.
In just one month, two Zhengyintang officials were raped, and both were written by one person. The officials were inexplicably frightened, fearing that it would be their turn next.
Especially Jianwen's old ministers, it is almost difficult to see their smiling faces in the court these days.
Everyone in the court was in danger, and everyone suddenly missed Chen Kan's days in the capital.
At that time, although the Jin Yiwei often took officials to prison at every turn, at least half of them would be rescued by the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division on the way to prison.
But now, without Chen Kan to mediate between the Chaotang and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, it is almost impossible for the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division to get the latest trends above the Chaotang.
After all, the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division is different from the Jin Yiwei who are the emperor's personal soldiers. Once the court deliberately blocks the news, when the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division gets the exact direction of the court trend, those officials who were taken to prison by the Jinyi Guards have often been imprisoned. Submission and beating make a move.
The soldiers and horses of the five cities wanted to save him, but they had no name.
What's more, it's really not that easy to rob someone from Jinyiwei's prison.
Except for a few big bosses, all the officials in the court were like mourning concubines.
Only in the direction of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Chen Ying stood proudly among the crowd. Looking around, she felt quite lonely and desolate, as if the world was huge but there was no single enemy.
Of course, he does have the capital to be proud of. In just over a month after entering Beijing, he defeated two big men in the court. Such a record is something to be proud of in any historical period at home and abroad. Achievements.
Chen Ying now only feels that Jinyiwei is a bunch of trash. From its establishment to now, its performance is not as good as the one month since he entered Beijing.
Today, his goal is very simple, it is still Fang Xiaoru, the official minister who he regards as a thorn in his side.
After entering the capital, he found out clearly that the young imperial envoy who had a conflict with him outside Chuzhou City was not only Fang Xiaoru's disciple, but also Princess Chang Ning's consort.
When he first learned the identity of the young man, he was indeed slightly shocked. However, as his sources in the capital gradually spread, he discovered that the young man actually had no foundation in the court.
Although the two identities of Fang Xiaoru's disciple and His Majesty's son-in-law may sound bluffing, they actually do not hold much real power in their hands.
In his opinion, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Yamen under that young man was just a small Yamen that maintained law and order in the capital, and was not enough to attract the attention of a third-rank official like him.
What's more, he now holds the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which nominally has the power to supervise all officials. If he wants to move a small five-city military division, he can do it with just a twitch of his fingers.
However, although that young man did not have much real power, he still had a backer after all.
If he wanted to take revenge on him, or even step him into the mud, he would have to knock down his backer first.
As for how to bring down a Zhengyintang official, it can be said that no one in the entire court knows better than him.
He is in Guangxi and has been practicing for two and a half years. Isn't this what he has been waiting for?
Thinking of this, a wild smile appeared in his eyes, and he silently looked at the figure standing in the center of the hall with his peripheral vision, waiting only for the time to show his fangs.
I don’t know how long time passed, but Fang Xiaoru finally reported to Zhu Di the personnel arrangements of the Ministry of Personnel across the country this year.
Zhu Di said lightly: "Accurate"
After getting the answer he wanted, Fang Xiaoru slowly returned to his position at the head of the hundred officials.
Zhu Di looked around at the faces of the ministers and felt extremely comfortable.
Especially the vague look of fear on the ministers' faces made him feel extremely satisfied both physically and mentally.
After the incident involving the two ministers, Wang and Zhang, Zhu Di was keenly aware that the efficiency of doing things in the court had improved a lot, and the voices of opposition had disappeared. In the past, when many policies were promulgated, officials always had to argue. .
A policy that benefits the country and the people will always be heard by hundreds of officials. If it is misinterpreted by them, it will become a policy that harms the country and the people.
It made him feel very angry.
The current court is the court he wants.
In his opinion, ministers only need to be obedient and do things. There is no room for noisy voices in his court.
He is forty-two years old this year and has passed his forties. He doesn't know how many years he still has to live. Looking at the emperors who are called heroes in history, except for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, none of them are Long-lived.
He has too many things to do. He has no time to argue with the ministers. He has to prove his civil and military skills in the shortest possible time and prove that he is far better than his eldest nephew in taking the throne. , he wanted to prove that his father had chosen the wrong successor.
And those old officials who only know how to push the envelope are the biggest stumbling blocks on the road to achieving great achievements. Now, he just found a hand to remove these stumbling blocks.
As long as the remaining ministers are obedient and can help him, he will not be stingy with high-ranking officials and generous salaries.
If you dare to hold him back, then his butcher knife will never be soft.
After a long while, Zhu Di asked calmly: "Gentlemen, do you still have the original memorial?"
As soon as Zhu Di finished speaking, Chen Ying wanted to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, someone stood up in the hall first.
"Your Majesty, I have my own report!"
Chen Ying looked at that man and couldn't help feeling secretly resentful.
But having been overtaken, Chen Ying had to reluctantly return to the queue of civil servants.
And the person who beat him to it was Song Li, the new Minister of Rites!
Chen Ying's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness, and she felt that Song Li was not giving him face. It could be said that Song Li's success was due to him overthrowing the previous Minister of Rites, Zhang Zhi.
Song Li was so ignorant, ignorant, and ungrateful, which made him hate him even more.
Song Li didn't know it yet, but his inadvertent move had attracted the attention of a poisonous snake.
Zhu Di looked at the newly-appointed Minister of Rites and asked, "What does Song Qing want to do?"
Song Li held the wat tablet in his hand, bent down and saluted Zhu Di and said, "Your Majesty, Mahamu, the envoy of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, has accepted my canonization from the Ming Dynasty."
"oh?"
Hearing Song Li's words, Zhu Di's eyes suddenly lit up.
When Chen Kan offered him advice, although he agreed with Chen Kan's strategy, he had too many things to do, so he had to leave the matter to Zhang Yan, the Minister of Rites at that time.
Later, Zhang Yan was forced to become an official, and the matter was delayed. He never thought that Song Li would give him a big surprise today.
Seeing that Zhu Di was thoughtful, Song Li continued: "Your Majesty, I heard that in addition to Mahamu who came to envoy the Ming Dynasty, the influence of Taiping and Baltu Polo should not be underestimated. Since Ma Hamu has accepted the canonization of the Ming Dynasty, so please tell me how to deal with the two brothers Mahamu."
A strange smile appeared on Zhu Di's face, and he said with a faint smile: "Since Song Qing has assumed the post of Minister of Rites, it is your responsibility to appoint envoys from foreign countries. I want to hear your opinion first."
Zhu Di knew that since Song Li would bring up this topic in the court, it meant that Song Li had already made plans in his mind. However, he still asked himself what he should do in the court. This showed that Song Li considered him as the emperor in his heart. Put it first.
Song Li was sensible, so he didn't mind reciprocating the favor and accompanying Song Li in the drama of being a king, a sage, and a virtuous minister.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhu Di finished speaking, Song Li took out a memorial from his sleeve and said loudly: "I think that since my move in the Ming Dynasty is intended to intensify the internal divisions in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, it is better to put on a show and do the whole thing."
Zhu Di turned sideways, as if asking for advice, and asked, "What's the explanation?"
Song Li smiled slightly and said: "Be crowned king!"
"Mahamu is crowned king, and his two younger brothers are also crowned kings!"
As soon as these words came out, all the officials looked at him sideways.
Many people looked at Song Li with uncertain expressions.
However, due to the lessons learned by Wang and Zhang, no official dared to stand up and oppose it for a while.
"Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate!"
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded among the officials.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was Xie Jin, the great scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion who had just returned to the capital from Shu.
Seeing Jin Jin jump out to object, Zhu Di's eyes flashed with displeasure, and then turned to helplessness.
He really appreciates Xie Jin's talents, but this Jie Jin seems to have no brain and always likes to fight against him.
Moreover, every time he was asked to do something, this talented man would always look careless, which really made him feel a sense of loss that he hated iron.
Rolling his eyes cryptically, he asked calmly: "What do you think Xie Aiqing has to say?"
Xie Jin came out of the queue of civil servants and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate. There are two reasons. One: Our Ming Dynasty is the kingdom of heaven, and Mahamu's two younger brothers are just foreigners. How can a hozen, who does not understand the teachings of saints, deserve the title of king in our vast celestial dynasty?
Second: The title is an important weapon of the country and should not be given lightly. When I heard that during the Yuan Zheng Dynasty meeting, your majesty wanted to confer a title to Master Chen Kanchen who had made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty, but he was opposed by all the officials. In this case, how can he Easily grant titles to two hozens that have nothing to do with our Ming Dynasty?
Therefore, I think it is inappropriate to confer titles on Mahamu's two younger brothers, and I would like to ask Your Majesty to think carefully about it. "
"Um?"
When Xie Jin said what he said, not to mention all the officials, even Zhu Di couldn't help but be stunned.
This angle of opposition is very strange!
But it sounds like it makes sense.
What's the point of sealing two outsiders while leaving your own family alone?
If this spreads out, will Daming lose his face?
Or is it that I, Daming, am just a licking dog? Even if I treat my own people harshly, I still rush to lick others. Isn’t this mean?
Zhu Di and Baiguan always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't explain it.
Also...isn't this Jie Jin really the actor Chen Kan paid for?
