Daming prepares the emperor

Following Zhu Yuanzhang's compromise, the imperial decree was finally sent to the Liu Mansion the next day.

The trembling days are over, the ministers no longer need to carry suicide notes when they go to court, the knees of their trousers are secretly sewn, specially used for kneeling, and the cotton pads for pain relief are also thinner. It is the middle of winter, but the court is temporarily like spring as warm.

Coupled with the fact that the festival is approaching, civil servants are too lazy to swear at each other, and return to their families, write couplets, write greetings, arrange New Year's goods, and the whole Yingtian City seems much more peaceful.

Zhedong ushered in a new, vigorous, and ruthless leader; Huaixi wanted to send away the biggest, cunning and cunning enemy.Except for Li Bin who was beheaded, everyone was very happy.

After the emperor made his attitude clear, Liu Bowen was no longer the God of Plague who was being avoided by others, but the Boss Chengyi, who was about to return to his hometown, and the founding hero of Ming Dynasty.

Everyone changed their previous style and crowded to the door to give gifts. Even the hostile nobles had a reason to come to the door, and everyone was showing their enthusiasm and exploring the mysteries of the Sacred Heart.

After Yang Xian finished his work, he also picked a time to come over. He has been promoted by Zhu Yuanzhang to participate in politics in Zhongshu Province. His status is different from the past. With power in his hand, he can easily control the future of most officials. He was a little more respectful, and he was able to enter Liu Ji's study sooner than others had reported.

The window was open in the room, the chill poured in, and no charcoal stove was lit, as soon as Yang Xian came in, he couldn't help shrinking his neck and shivering.

The furnishings of the furniture have not changed, they are well placed in their respective positions, only more than half of the books on the shelves have disappeared, and there are a few large wooden boxes on the ground. Liu Jiji stands beside him, with his hands behind his back, his eyes wandering, and he takes down a few books from time to time. When the book arrived, it bent down and put it in the empty space of the box, obviously preparing for moving.

However, Yang Xian walked along and saw that the valuables in the front yard had not been cleaned up. Perhaps for Liu Ji, only these books were worth taking.

"Sir." Yang Xian stopped at the door and called out a little awkwardly. He still hasn't forgotten his performance after the court meeting. Even though he knew that Liu Ji would not blame him, he was still very disturbed, "I came to see you gone."

"Sit down." Liu Ji said calmly with his back turned to him.

"Mister, why don't you close the window?" Yang Xian sat down cautiously, and tentatively said, "I wear so little clothes, be careful not to catch a cold."

"It's only when you freeze that you wake up, and you can remember the old things you've forgotten." Liu Ji was still in the same posture, and said slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"What did you say, sir, you want to go back to your hometown, so I should come over to see you off." As he spoke, he gently placed the gift box in his hand on the table, "This is a kind gesture, please accept it."

Liu Ji glanced at it: "Is it a land deed?"

"Exactly." Yang Xiandao, "Whether you are an official in the court or not, the difference in treatment at the local level is too great. I am worried that those small officials will watch others order food. With these land properties, sir can live affluently at home. You don’t need to ask for help. If you don’t want to ask for it yourself, you can rent it out or sell it. That’s all the subordinates can do.”

"Take it back." Liu Ji shook his head, "Although the Holy Majesty let me go back to my hometown, it was not the Holy Majesty's original intention. The number of people sent will only be more, not less. You gave me these to harm me, not to help me. .And whoever really wants to harm me is too stupid."

"But……"

Yang Xian hesitated. He entrusted someone to buy these land properties in Qingtian. Now it is very difficult to return them, not to mention that the middlemen cannot accept them, and the landlords and wealthy households are also difficult to explain.

"Take it back." Liu Ji interrupted him, "You have to remember that if things are not done well, there is still a chance to make amends. But if you embezzle the money and delay the people, no one can save you."

Yang Xian hurriedly said: "Sir, you are worrying too much. These are the properties of the Yang family and have nothing to do with me."

"Can you clean it up?" Liu Ji finally turned around as if he had heard something funny, "Just pretend that what you said is true, it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, do you have the ability to convince the Holy One? Believe you Honest and self-confident, but the family is full of fat?"

Yang Xian was silent.

"I didn't blame you." Liu Ji said suddenly, accurately hitting his hidden thoughts, "It doesn't matter if you blame me or not, all my plans have been successfully completed, except that the Holy Majesty didn't order me to be killed. Apart from this surprise, your affairs, Huaixi's affairs, and other people's affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Sir..." Yang Xian felt lost in his heart.

"You will be a man with your tail between your legs in the future, maybe you will have a chance."

As soon as the ruthless words were spoken, the cold wind in the room seemed to make people even more chilly.

Yang Xian was silent for a while, then said very plainly: "Sir, it's too boring to say these words. Any official who doesn't know the danger is really afraid of losing his life. Why don't you just sit at home. Money and power, who can give up."

He continued: "Even if I want to stop, my clan and my subordinates will not let me stop, let alone Zhedong and Huaixi."

"I know your difficulties, and I came here like this, so just treat me as empty talk. It's just that you're still young, and it's better if you can retire completely. I'm not afraid of death. I guess you still will." .”

Liu Ji shook his head: "Relegation, exile, beheading, Lingchi, the less you suffer, the better. I will be happy for you."

Yang Xian seemed to be a little touched: "I have always known that my husband doesn't like me. After all, I only value interests. It just so happens that eastern Zhejiang and the current situation need someone like me. If I make friends with my heart, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to approach my husband." .”

"Say what you like or not." Liu Jidao, "Hey in the world, it's all for profit. Who is not for himself? My arsenic, his honey, don't take me too seriously. What will happen in the future depends on what I do. You yourself. Xiwu, you remember that the master is the one who counts.”

Only now did Yang Xian discover the source of his faint dependence on Liu Ji, not his ingenuity, nor his character, nor his status as a title or official position, only the word "sincerity".

If you are sincere, you will be transparent, you will not worry about anything, you will do whatever you want, without considering other concerns, and you will move forward. If you have the same goal as this kind of person, then you can't be more at ease.

When he is sincere to you, even if there are other things in his heart, what he says will not be a lie.

"Okay, I'm going to the palace to see the Holy One now." When they were talking, Liu Ji didn't stop what he was doing, and he just finished packing his things, "Tomorrow I will leave Beijing."

"So fast?" Yang Xian asked in surprise.

"Who wants me to stay here?"

Yang Xian stopped talking. In fact, even he was in conflict, hoping that Liu Ji would leave quickly.

Respect is one thing, staying is another, as people often say, the dead can often be given the greatest respect, but if he comes back to life, no one will be happy.

"I'm going to get dressed, you go." Liu Ji stopped looking at him and walked behind the screen.

With a quick order to chase away guests, Yang Xian's last chance to be alone with Liu Ji was exhausted.

He stood where he was, and said in a low voice: "... this subordinate will leave."

Yang Xian went out from the Liu Mansion, carrying the gift he hadn't given out, ignoring the surprised and probing eyes of the surrounding officials, looking up at the plaque of the Liu Mansion, standing alone for a long time, before rejecting the sedan chair, and walking slowly leave.

On Liu Ji's side, he set off towards the Forbidden City in a sedan chair. After waiting for a short time, he went to the Hall of Martial Arts under the guidance of the eunuch.

The snow scene in the Forbidden City is amazing. Between the red walls and green tiles, the white snowflakes add a lot of loneliness to this building of power. A piece of transparent ice, hard and cold, exuding a transpiring chill.

There was no cloud in the high sky, as if it was directly connected to the imperial city. The cold wind blew over and swept away people's worries. Everything was clear and transparent.

There are more than a thousand palaces here, each of which is related to the country. Coming here is like coming to a shrunken world, where the individual's soul and body become irrelevant.

The eunuch looked at Liu Ji and said, "Lord Liu, Your Majesty just had dinner, you may have to wait in the side room for a while, it's too cold, let me get you a hand stove."

Liu Ji wrapped his cloak tightly: "Don't bother my father-in-law, I'm wearing thick clothes today, just sit and wait alone."

The eunuch nodded without forcing, and continued to lead the way ahead.

For the important officials of the court, this section of the road is extremely familiar, and only the new officials need to know the way. These old officials follow the eunuchs, nothing more than letting them monitor and obey the rules to see if there are any overstepping actions.

When they arrived in front of the hall, Huang Xi happened to be outside directing the palace servants to sweep the snow. After seeing the two of them, he took the initiative to walk towards them.

"Godfather." The eunuch changed his indifferent face and called out courteously.

"Hello, Eunuch Huang." Liu Ji cupped his hands.

"Master Liu, I would like to wish you a happy new year in advance." Huang Xi had an unmistakable kind smile on his face, "I wish you a new year. When you return to Qingtian, it will be difficult to meet again."

"I'm such a useless and immoral person, it's useless for Mr. Huang to see him." Liu Ji said, "Thanks to you, I will pay homage to you in advance."

Huang Xi liked this kind of officials who treated their eunuchs as human beings the most, with a sincere smile on his face: "Please come with me."

Then he said to the little eunuch: "Go and boil a pot of water for His Royal Highness to make tea."

That's right, Zhu Yuanzhang is not alone in the Hall of Martial Arts.Hearing that Liu Ji was going to the palace to face the saint today, Zhu Biao specifically stayed here and did not leave.

Zhu Yuanzhang was unwilling to interfere with his behavior.

It took several months to reconcile with Zhu Biao. Zhu Yuanzhang was like the father who took back his son who ran away from home due to puberty. He knew that the relationship needed to be made up, but he couldn't do it. He could only take care of his emotions and worry about where It also stimulated his "fragile" heart, clearly knowing his plan, it is not easy to drive people away.

When Liu Ji was notified that he could go in, the first thing he saw was not Zhu Yuanzhang, but Zhu Biao who was sitting below. , without squinting, as if he was completely absorbed in it, unable to notice other disturbances.

He knew that this was an illusion, presumably His Majesty did not kill himself, but relied on the persuasion of the prince and queen.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness."

The meeting was in the back room, where Zhu Yuanzhang worked. The pillows and thick blankets were folded and placed on the couch. Silver charcoal was burning in the corner, and three or five peeled sweet potatoes were roasting next to it. The sweet smell wafted around. In the air, the rest of the furnishings are full of life because the owner has lived here for several months.

No matter how you look at this scene, it does not look like a serious conversation, it is more like the emperor wants to receive his close favorites, deliberately showing the details of daily life.

But Liu Ji not only did not relax because of this, but his nerves became more tense.

"Get up and sit down."

Zhu Yuanzhang just looked at him, and thought of his wife and children who were at odds with him because of this, and his resentment kept rising. He only felt that Liu Jichang's eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not a nose. .

But considering that Zhu Biao was watching, he had no choice but to cover up his emotions and said kindly: "When do you plan to return to your hometown?"

Huang Xi brought a stool, Liu Ji sat on a small part of the edge, put his hands on his knees, and respectfully said: "Return to Your Majesty, I will leave tomorrow."

"You are in a hurry." Zhu Yuanzhang said inexplicably, "We have prepared the rewards of gold, silver and satin, and we will go back with you, so that the parents and villagers will envy you. How can you walk in brocade clothes at night when you return to your hometown?"

"I have thanked Your Majesty." Liu Ji said, "I am so grateful to be able to serve as an official in the court, and I have nothing to repay Your Majesty's love..."

"Okay, you don't need to say these polite words." Zhu Yuanzhang said, "We called you here, in addition to wanting to see you at the end, I also want to ask you one thing, listen to your opinion, and count as your last service to the court .”

This is Zhu Yuanzhang. He hates a person, rejects a person, and even wants to kill him. This does not prevent him from learning from this person, and he has always known how to force others to confide knowledge, regardless of their relationship or the result.

Liu Ji smiled wryly, "Excuse me, Your Majesty."

"Who do you think is suitable to be our next prime minister?"

Zhu Biao finally put down the things in his hands and looked over.

There was a suffocating silence in the hall.

Immediately, Huang Xi moved, and as he walked out of the hall, the other palace attendants also lowered their heads and followed them out one by one. After the swift and decisive action, the last thing left was the door creaking.

The sunlight coming in from the outside was cut off again, and the fine white dust in the air slowly floated and gradually dispersed into the darkness.

If you don't look at the status and venue, what a pleasant afternoon it would be.

"Why don't you talk? You tell your story. There is no fourth person here except us and the prince. No matter what you say, we will not punish you."

Zhu Yuanzhang changed his posture on the throne, leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands into his sleeves, first glanced at Zhu Biao, and then stared at Liu Ji casually and a little bored.

"...I think the current Prime Minister is better." Liu Ji frowned and said, "The Prime Minister is an old man who has assisted His Majesty for many years. There are many disciples and old officials. He can reconcile the generals and manage yin and yang. The position of the Prime Minister is like a pillar. , The wood should not be too thin, and the detailed rules cannot take on the heavy responsibility, so it is still necessary to select suitable talents.”

"He's getting old." Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Before he was sick again, as the emperor, we always have to think about it in advance."

He changed the subject: "What do you think of Yang Xian? Can he be prime minister?"

Liu Ji did not hesitate: "Yang Xian is talented but has no tools. He acts anxiously and impulsively when things happen. Although he can regret and reflect on his mistakes afterwards, he often fails to make up for it. It's too late. Being a deputy prime minister is the limit. I'm afraid There is no extra skill.”

"Wang Guangyang?"

"He's not as good as Yang Xian." Liu Ji's words were filled with personal contempt.

"How about Hu Weiyong?"

"Hu Weiyong is small-minded, and he must compare pennies and pennies. Once he becomes a prime minister, he may be prosperous for a while, but afterward, he will be overwhelmed by everyone."

In a few words, Liu Ji refuted all the officials in the court. It seemed that no one was qualified to sit in the position of prime minister, but those who were close to him and those who were far away from him were treated equally and did not speak well.

Zhu Yuanzhang became casual from the beginning, but gradually became serious: "Since none of them are good enough, it seems that you are the only one to be the prime minister. Why, why don't we take back the will."

"The minister is impatient, cannot tolerate evil, and is not worthy of being a prime minister."

Liu Ji did not hesitate this time: "Great talents in the world are constantly emerging from generation to generation. There will always be someone better than your majesty. As long as you sincerely seek talents, you will always find them. Your majesty asked me this question, and my majesty No one recommends it, but the minister can be responsible for his own words, and they and I must not be competent."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liu Ji and stopped talking, and the hall fell into silence again, only the sound of Zhu Biao turning pages sounded regularly.

In fact, based on the tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers for many years, Liu Ji's thoughts have already hit Zhu Yuanzhang's heart. If he has a talent he admires, he has already paved the way for him and praised him as a superior with his arbitrariness. How about asking someone else's opinion?

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become stalemate again, Zhu Biao stood up: "Father, my son, send Mr. Liu out."

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to stop it, but for the reasons mentioned before, he let him go.

It was snowing outside the hall again.Zhu Biao and Liu Ji were walking on the road, and saw some walking figures in the distance. They were the palace people clearing the snow and maintaining the palace.

Seeing Zhu Biao's figure, the palace people stopped and knelt down one after another, waiting for him to walk over.

"Your Highness sent the minister out, do you have any questions?"

Liu Ji followed behind Zhu Biao, and spoke first.

Zhu Bianben wanted to say no, but simply saw him off, but his words changed: "What's your plan after returning to your hometown, sir? Do you just want to get drunk in the mountains and rivers?"

"I want to go to those places I haven't been to after I settle down."

Zhu Biao glanced at him: "Are you traveling together like Master? It's also a good idea to relax. Although the world is tentatively set, the places are not stable, but the scenery, customs, mountains and rivers geography are still worth seeing."

"The minister has such intentions." Liu Ji said, "But the main reason is for other reasons. There is another thing I want to do."

"What is it?" Zhu Biao's footsteps paused slightly.

"I want to use my own knowledge to find the location of the dragon veins in the world, and then cut off its head, so as to maintain the orthodoxy of Zhongshan."

"Is this the arrangement of the emperor?"

"No, it's my own opinion, and I haven't talked to anyone other than His Highness."

"Beyond His Majesty to play such a big event to the prince, do you want to rebel?"

Liu Ji immediately lifted his robe and knelt down: "I have no such intention."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhu Biao said, "Do you think His Majesty will agree to it if I agree? No one is qualified to decide such a matter except the emperor. I think you have committed an old problem again. Lessons learned are not enough.”

Liu Ji did not speak.

Zhu Biao said: "You have a good brain, you can see the situation clearly, grasp the direction of the wind, and get some benefits. But let me tell you, don't be complacent! The world is endless, and the gods can't say that they have all the tricks, not to mention you are just an old man now. mortal!"

Liu Ji kowtowed his head: "Your Majesty no longer trusts me, and there is no place for me to stand in the officialdom. If you want to think about my future generations, I can only ask His Majesty!"

"How did you know that you would have the opportunity to meet me alone?" Zhu Biao became suspicious, "You have a plan?"

"I have no plan, I just believe that His Highness will definitely come to see me off."

"..." Zhu Biao's tone softened a bit, "Since you are going to be an official, stop thinking about these things, go back to your hometown to have fun with your grandchildren, make friends, and live a life without worrying. Things involving gods and ghosts, Daming There are town demons."

"But the dragon veins are special..."

Liu Ji's back is still straight, but his hair is already gray, and there are wrinkles around his eyes that he didn't have before. He has lost his arrogance and arrogance, and now he looks like a loyal minister.

Zhu Biao sighed deeply: "You get up first."

Liu Ji looked at Zhu Biao silently, he could only be obedient, got up from the ground, and followed his instructions to continue walking.

"As a subject, your ideal should be for the monarch and his ministers to rule together, but the emperor..." Zhu Biao paused, and stopped talking about this, "Your biggest problem is making claims without authorization, presuming the will of the monarch, and acting in his position. Finding a job is what the officialdom knows best. Whether it's dragon veins or anything else, don't interfere with what you shouldn't."

"Chen..." Liu Ji still seemed unwilling to give up.

"It used to be a chaotic world, and you wanted to unify. When the chaotic world is over, you want to be stable. Now that you have done what you can, you want to intervene in luck. As you said, all the dragon veins in the world are cut off, and only the clock is left. Shan, then what are you going to do? Go to the sky or go to the earth? Demons, ghosts, humans and beasts, how can we arrange it?"

"I want to do my best." Liu Ji's breathing became disordered, "Heaven has given great responsibility to everyone. When I was young, I found a book from heaven in a cave, and made an oath to think about the common people for the rest of my life, without any selfishness. Even if you are stupid, you can't stop."

"Enough, enough." Zhu Biao said, "There is no immortal dynasty. If someone wants to rebel in the future, then so be it. If the people can't live on, it will only be the Ming Dynasty's problem. If the dragon veins rise, it will only be human's fault." The reason is that when everyone is like a dragon one day, then they are all the foundation of China."

"Your Highness!" Liu Ji was stunned.

"You, like Mr. Zhou, value Taiping too much." Zhu Biao said, "Taiping is good, but Taiping is created from generation to generation. Fighting is inevitable, but in fighting, people can make progress. The same is true for me, I respect and love Father, it doesn't mean that I won't conflict with him. Father is wise and wise, but it doesn't mean that he won't have selfish motives and mistakes."

"In the last years of the dynasty, all heroes rise together. I don't care whether the future emperor is named Zhu, and you shouldn't care either." Zhu Biao said with his head sideways, "If you chose Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng, or you still belonged to the Yuan Dynasty. Effectiveness, then how to calculate this loyalty?"

"Chen..." Liu Ji suddenly heard a loud noise in his head, unable to answer.

"Stop it, sir, you've done enough. The rest is the business of the entire Daming."

The heavy snow all over the sky was suddenly swept up by a gust of wind and flew straight into the sky.These pure white and clean fragments come from the sky and return to the sky, spinning, jumping, and dancing wildly, just like Liu Ji's heart that can't calm down at the moment.

He raised his head blankly, staring at the vast and lonely high sky, feeling that the invisible shackles were slowly falling off, and he felt a sense of relaxation that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Zhu Biao stopped and smiled slowly: "Sir, you forced me to learn to be ruthless, but now I am no longer as good as I am."

Liu Ji also laughed, he couldn't remember the last time when he really laughed: "It's the minister. I... Your Highness hasn't called Mr. Chen for a long time. Since that day, when you call me, Always carry the last name."

"Of course Mr. Liu is different from Mr. Zhu." Zhu Biao is willing to explain his persistence to him, "You don't want me to be close to you, and I just don't like people who alienate me."

At this time, they were already far away from the Hall of Martial Arts, and they could see the gate to leave the palace after walking a few steps.

"I'll send it here." Zhu Biao signaled Liu Ji to go forward by himself, "Take care, Mr., and the future will be long."

Liu Ji did not kneel down, but bowed deeply, and when he raised his head again, there was no sign of Zhu Biao, only Fengxue remained.

"came back?"

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes a crack.

"I'm back." Zhu Biao took off his snow-covered coat and shook it at the door, put it on his arm and walked in, "Father, are you tired?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Call Dad."

"Father, are you tired?"

"It's not tired, it's just upset." Zhu Yuanzhang picked up a sweet potato and ate it with a spoon. After eating half of it, he felt troublesome, threw away the spoon, and gnawed directly, "We have something on our mind."

Zhu Biao snorted, sat down at the original position, and also took a sweet potato.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at him: "Why don't you ask me what's on my mind?"

"Okay, dad, what's on your mind?" Zhu Biao asked.

"What do you think of what Liu Ji said?"

"I feel that Yang Xian, Wang Guangyang, and Hu Weiyong are indeed not suitable to be prime ministers."

"This is not something we worry about." Zhu Yuanzhang said, "As he said, the best people in the world can only be loyal to our old Zhu family. Don't worry if there are no good ones. Let's make do with the bad ones. Just be obedient."

"Mr. Liu seems to have only said these things. Apart from the position of Prime Minister, what else bothers Dad?"

"..." It was rare for Zhu Yuanzhang to ignore him, and he leaned back on his chair silently, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Zhu Biao stopped joking: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't feel so anxious: "You guess, if you guessed right, we will send you some good things from your private treasury."

"Is it mother's business?" Zhu Biao said, "Father, it must be a good name that you can't think of."

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little guilty. He really couldn't think of what the newborn should be called, so he insisted: "It's not this."

"Is it about the Northern Expedition?"

"The Northern Expedition went well, you know that, Biaoer."

"Could it be the New Year's salary." Zhu Biao has been trying to subtly change Zhu Yuanzhang's thinking, "I will tell you my father, the salary of the Beijing officials is too low, and Yingtian's firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. Many people and ministers complained openly and secretly It’s been hard, if you’re thinking about this, the spoils that General Xu brought back from the north..."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect that he would really create a few new problems for himself, and his mood turned sharply. He said quickly: "It's not these, it has something to do with the court. Biaoer, cough, we have to talk about you, we are in your heart, yes People who worry about these trivial things?"

Zhu Biao nodded: "That should still be in the official position."

He suddenly thought of an earth-shattering event, and looked straight at Zhu Yuanzhang: "Father, do you have a plan for a long time? Do you want to abolish..."

He didn't finish the rest.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, and the laughter resounded through the hall in an instant, and he said happily: "Yes, it is indeed our standard, dare to think, have the courage! That's what we mean, we want to abolish the prime minister!"

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The story in the article comes from "History of Ming Dynasty"

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