I'm really not the carpenter emperor

But Hui Shiyang heard his sneer, but trembling his beard, asked: "It's about the ancestral temple and the country. As the emperor, how can His Majesty laugh?"

"Could it be that your majesty doesn't know what consequences have been caused by the abuse of righteousness in the past? Do you still want to teach your majesty as a minister?"

Chapter 781 The Era of Apocalypse

In the year of Jiajing, Hai Rui embraced the coffin and criticized the scales, and in the year of Wanli, Luo Yuren's "drinking, sex and wealth" were sparse. They are all good stories that the courtiers were not afraid of the power of heaven, risked their lives to play, and passed down the history books.

King Yao ruled the world, obeying the sky and obeying people.

The so-called speech officer means that all the important words of the king should be trusted by civil officials, and military commanders should be followed, and they should only be regarded as spiritual idols for the people of the world.

In the eyes of the courtiers, the emperor does not need great talents, otherwise they will be the ones who suffer.

Even Zhu Youxiao's full-hearted desire to expand the frontiers and expand the territory, strive for innovation, keep up with the footsteps of the world's great voyages, and open up the world of ZTE, in the eyes of the courtiers, is just the emperor's own blood.

The ideal emperor of civil servants only needs to be a mediocre and inactive ruler within the existing rules, without displaying the power of heaven, let alone acting according to the law, lenient and governing the world, he is a qualified Mingjun and Holy Lord up.

The emperors of the past dynasties, who had a little bit of sharp rule, would be attacked by civil servants one after another, until they became mediocre and numb.

If the imperial power is used to satisfy the slightest selfishness, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the scholars of the world will be branded as fatuous and guilty, and they will not be able to stand up in life or death.

Those who are truly civilized and martial arts, like Zhu Di, can jump out of the vicious circle of civil servants, and only those who hold great power and great talent can suppress the officials and truly achieve civil governance and martial arts.

However, even Zhu Di, those tongue-in-cheek disciples who rely on direct advice to fight for fame, just sang sages with their mouths and worshiped with their limbs, but they never regarded them as real emperors and sages in their hearts.

Zhu Youxiao was sullen for a while, and his mind was already calm. As a future traveler, these principles are naturally clear to his chest.

Having been emperor for so many years, Zhu Youxiao learned to control his emotions early on.

Zhu Youxiao decided not to fall into the arms of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and forgave him the crime of lying in court, so as to show his mind as an emperor.

Zhu Youxiao smiled indifferently and said: "As the saying goes, the king is like the heart, and the ministers are like brothers and feet. As the minister of Dali Temple said, it is because I am not upright that my hands and feet are crooked."

"It's all my fault, so that all the courtiers, civil and military, and my brothers and feet are all crooked and shameless."

"I trust eunuchs, and the yin deficiency in the government exceeds the yang, so that all the courtiers, civil and military, are all signs of yin deficiency, without any masculinity."

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, his face was flat, and he didn't show any signs of getting angry, but his words were like a stone falling on the surface of a calm lake, causing layers of ripples.

A group of courtiers, civil and military, who seemed to be watching a play, were discussing and whispering to each other at this moment, and some turned their heads to look at Hui Shiyang standing in the hall, showing dissatisfaction.

"Your Majesty, you..." Hui Shiyang, who thought he was going to make his name in history, was choked by Zhu Youxiao and his face turned pale.

No one would have thought that Tianqi's sutra banquets and daily lectures during the first two years of the reign were intended to teach the young Emperor Tianqi the virtues of being a ruler, but at this time Zhu Youxiao used it as a weapon to satirize and refute his courtiers.

Without waiting for him to speak, Zhu Youxiao suddenly turned his head:

"Wen Tiren, you entered the cabinet this year, and you have made great contributions to the disaster relief in Shandong. Do you agree with what the minister said at the court today?"

In fact, Wen Tiren couldn't help laughing in his heart.

The situation in the court changed so fast that no one expected that the Emperor Tianqi, who was still being pressed for fame just now, not only opened up the situation in a few words, but also made the boastful Hui Shiyang a real success. The enemy of the ministers.

At this moment, the officials fully understand that this emperor is the real Son of Heaven, and his disposition is no different from seven years ago. He used to dive into the abyss and was able to control it, but now he has soared to the nine heavens.

Wen Tiren said: "Return to Your Majesty, I forgive you for not agreeing."

"You..." Hui Shiyang looked at Wen Tiren, his body trembled.

Wen Tiren ignored him and continued:

"Xiong Tingbi has been in the Liao Dynasty for ten years and recovered the whole Liao Dynasty. Although he only has the business of expanding the land, he has preserved the frontiers. He is the number one frontier commander in a century."

"After Zhang Wanbang raided the captives, he defeated the court of Chahar, forced the captive Lin Danhan to move northward, and indirectly contributed to the current situation where the ministries of Monan, Mobei, and Saibei surrendered to the dynasty. It can be said that he has made great contributions to the court."

"As for Mao Wenlong, Shenyang fell to the enemy seven years ago, and the commander-in-chief He Shixian died in battle outside the city. The entire Liaodong region was full of turmoil, and he was the only one who opened the town of Dongjiang to contain the slave queen."

"The three of them were knighted, and I think it should be."

After Wen Tiren finished speaking, all the ministers who hadn't spoken for a long time expressed their agreement. Seeing this situation, they just spoke passionately. Hui Shiyang, the minister of Dali Temple compared to Qingtian, felt a dull pain in his heart, and sweated with his hands clenched in his sleeves , full of fear.

The ministers, Wenwu, deeply saw the six gods in Hui Shiyang's eyes at this time, and expected and asked for help from them, but at this moment, the first person to eat crabs has undoubtedly suffered the consequences of his own fate and ruined his reputation. Then go out and fight against the emperor.

Zhu Youxiao breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes, covered the joy on his face, and pursed his lips: "Aiqing is concerned about the country and the people, I know everything."

Hui Shiyang was waiting to enter the class, but he didn't expect the emperor's next words to come from above:

"Back off, let's go."

Hui Shiyang wanted to look for the emperor's eyes again and guess the holy will, but he could only find the figure covered by the eyelids. Before he could reply, Zhu Youxiao smiled faintly:

"Siqing, do you still need me to invite you down in person?"

Hui Shiyang knew that he was defeated, this battle was completely defeated, he lost his wife and lost his army after losing his wife.

From now on, the court has nothing to do with him, and no one will take the initiative to contact him.

Hui Shiyang sighed heavily, tremblingly performed the last normal salute, turned his head and walked down the Huangji Hall step by step, this supreme palace symbolizing the majestic imperial power.

"Your Majesty's will is to be obeyed."

Qunchenshan exhaled, and many people knew in their hearts that there would no longer be a place for them above the court.

The current emperor is the only real dragon who can completely suppress the power of his subjects after Chengzu.

……

Since Xiong Tingbi, the Liaodong economic strategist, led the Ming army to recapture Kuandian and went south to enter the country, the situation in North Korea was very good.

Outside Hanshan City, there is a section of the river mouth, the water is fast, and the dark rocks are densely covered, making it difficult for soldiers and horses to move.

On this day Juehua Island occasionally received news that Huang Taiji was no match for the Ming army and wanted to make peace, and the letter of credence had been sent to Beijing.

For a while, there was a sound of praise inside and outside the island.

Li Xingli, the general of the garrison, said that building slaves should not be trusted, and that they should wait for the Ming army to completely recapture the surrounding areas of Hanshan City before leaving Juehua Island and returning to Wangjing.

However, he was ridiculed by the king of North Korea, Li Ji, who said that he was frightened by Jianlu and insisted on returning to Wangjing immediately.

The reality is that Juehua Island lacks supplies and land is barren. The royal family of the Li family has moved here for many days, and they are eager to return to Beijing to enjoy the blessings.

On this day, I heard the news that the slave chieftain Huang Taiji had led his troops to the north three days ago, and there were no more golden soldiers in the capital.

Li Xingli couldn't argue with his mouth, and he had to go against the king's order, so he had to lead [-] elite guards and marched out of Juehua Island to Hanshan.

Extra Story [-]: The entanglement between Wei Zhongxian and the Hakka family

It was late at night on a certain day in December of the 48th year of Wanli.

Ke Shi went to see Zhu Youxiao during the day, but was mercilessly rejected. Obviously, this master had no interest in him since he had just succeeded to the throne.

The servants carried her sedan chair to the west of the Qianqing Gate, and she got out of the sedan chair and changed to walking. This time, with a hurried expression and sullen brows, she went straight to Xinuang Pavilion.

Today, it is said that the emperor is still in Maoqin Hall and has not returned.

Ke stepped into the Nuan Pavilion, saw the person in front of him, and immediately cried out in grievance: "You are heartless, the Wei Dynasty has fallen, you have made a fortune, and now I am in trouble, but you live a leisurely life here ?”

"I'm a girl, and I've been bullied like this by the little emperor. I don't even have a single person to confide in!"

Wei Zhongxian took a sip of the wine, and comfortably picked up a few peanuts and chewed them in his mouth. He has been really happy recently.

The Wei Dynasty lost power, and the new emperor clearly did not believe in Wang An. This was his opportunity, so he was in a really good mood recently.

Seeing Ke Shi's appearance, he looked confused and asked, "What's the matter? You come to me all day, and you can't look anything but crying?"

"Anyway, she is also the guest nanny in charge of the harem, why can't she hold the city?"

But Ke Shi sat down sobbing, "The little emperor wants to drive me out of the palace, you can talk to him, they say this little emperor listens to you the most."

Wei Zhongxian was shocked: "What?"

Ke Shi put on a charming look, and said: "Today I was in Qianqing Palace, and I went to hold the little emperor's hand, but he threw me away for the first time."

"The flat tone is chilling. Do you know what the little emperor calls me today? Mrs. Ke, sitting on the throne, you don't even call me a guest!"

Wei Zhongxian was stunned when he heard the words, pondered for a while, then picked up a few peanuts and put them in his mouth, blending them with a sip of wine.

Then he pouted his mouth a few times, stood up and began to rinse his mouth slowly.

Ke looked at him and said, "Wangba, are you deaf or dumb? Why are you ignoring me..."

Wei Zhongxian took a towel to clean his face, and when he heard this, he glanced at her coldly and said, "You have been in the harem for so many years, and you have enough power."

"Your Majesty has succeeded to the throne, the late emperor's coffin has been unfurled, and although the Central Palace has not yet been registered, Li Shi has already selected beautiful women from the south of the Yangtze River to enter the capital."

"It stands to reason that as a nanny, you are at most a wet nurse. There is really no reason to stay in the palace."

Keshi knew these truths a long time ago, but the authority in a place like the imperial palace can't be given up just by giving up. He was speechless for a while, fell to the ground, and murmured:

"You, the supervisor of ceremonies, have done everything for nothing... you really don't plan to help me...?"

"I won't help you, I can't help you, I'm in a critical period now." Wei Zhongxian glared over angrily, and said sullenly:

"Although the Wei Dynasty was brought down by me, Wang An's power in the inner prison is still very strong. His Majesty looks young today, but in reality it is not the case at all."

"Last time I begged him to give you a consecrated lady, and even this was rejected. It can be seen that he has already had an idea in his heart. No matter how much he asks, it will not help. Instead, it will reveal my ambition."

Speaking of this, Wei Zhongxian sat down and said angrily: "You think it's easy for me?"

"The new emperor ascended the throne, but Wang An is still in the hands of the chief inspector of ceremonies. Now even I have to rely on others to live in the inner court. How can I take care of you?"

Ke's eyes were blank and he said: "But you are a master of writing...the supervisor of ceremonies, Bingbi, is such a great authority useless?"

Wei Zhongxian stared at her for a while, then laughed at himself:

"I'm an illiterate writer. I can't read the memorials and I can't be popular. What's the use? It's just a name."

While the two were talking, a young eunuch walked in.

Holding the tea, the little eunuch bowed his head to serve Wei Zhongxian, and when he turned around, he peeked at Ke's figure with his eyes, salivating.

Although Wei Zhongxian didn't have that job, he was also angry from the heart, and immediately scolded: "What are you looking at? You don't want your eyes anymore?"

The little eunuch quickly fell to his knees: "This servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die, and I ask Eunuch Wei to allow this servant to help Eunuch Wei solve his problems."

When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he asked narrowly, "I think you heard something you shouldn't have heard, right? Huh? You're not timid!"

As he spoke, Wei Zhongxian stared at him for a while, and said:

"What did you hear?"

The little eunuch trembled all over, and hurriedly said: "My maidservant didn't listen to anything, this maidservant is deaf at this moment, just serve your old man with tea."

Wei Zhongxian sneered, thinking that a child can be taught, and said, "Tell me, do you have any ideas that can help me solve my problems?"

The little eunuch was silent for a moment, then said:

"Eunuch Wei has served His Majesty for many years, so he should understand this Lord's temper. Now that the new Emperor has just succeeded to the throne, there are endless debates in the court over whether to use Xiong Tingbi to manage Liaodong."

"The courtiers impeached Xiong Tingbi, but His Majesty insisted on covering it up, so that the courtiers thanked him one after another. Wang An's hand in hand at this juncture is not only a happy event, but also a disaster."

When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he became interested and his eyes lit up.

Xiao Xie glanced at Keshi again, and said:

"Now His Majesty intends to let Hakka out of the palace, because the censor and the officials criticize her as a disgrace, saying that her old mother is staying in the palace, and her name is not right."

"If Eunuch Wei persuades my mother to leave Beijing at this time, and stay away from such a place of right and wrong, it will be a good thing for my mother, it will be a good thing for Your Majesty, and it will be a great thing for you, father-in-law."

Ke Shi also understood, choked and said:

"But if I go out of the palace, can I still come back?"

She glanced around Xinuan Pavilion, this place of imperial palace is extremely luxurious, she really can't bear the authority and everything here.

The little eunuch turned his head and stared fiercely at Ke Shi's figure, and smiled nonchalantly: "Mom, you don't believe me, but you have to believe the emperor's affection for you."

"You know, the emperor's indifference to you today is all for the civil servants to see."

When Wei Zhongxian heard this, his face became sullen: "You are right, I just realized that if I agree with His Majesty to let her leave the palace, His Majesty will trust me even more."

"At that time, I will go to Bo Wang'an to trust him again, and treat him as a godson, and persuade him to resign from the post of Supervisor of Ceremonies, and sing against His Majesty at the court."

"Wang An was originally close to Donglin. Once I persuade him, he will definitely confront His Majesty in court. At that time, it will be time for me, Wei Zhongxian, to be reused!"

Wei Zhongxian was counting on his heart, and he was in such a good mood that even Hakka's crying stopped.

He turned to look at Xiao Xie, motioned him to get up, and said, "What's your name? Would you like to be our godson?"

The little eunuch was overjoyed: "My servant Wang Chaofu, I have met my godfather!"

Being the godson of Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies in Da Nei, is equivalent to finding a powerful backer, not to mention that this is not an ordinary Bingbi, this is Wei Zhongxian, the second penholder of the Wei Dynasty who just defeated the supervisor of ceremonies ah.

After hearing this, Wei and Ke looked at each other and smiled, and their troubles disappeared immediately.