Zhu Yuanzhang said "Oh" and said, "How can I see it?"

Li Shanchang didn't notice Zhu Yuanzhang's pair of triangular eyes opposite him, and was staring at him, with a hint of undetectable coldness between his eyes.

Li Shanchang thought it was Zhu Yuanzhang who was interested in Wang Guangyang, and he was secretly happy: "This trick to throw a stone to ask for directions is indeed useful!" He hurriedly said: "Wang Guangyang is proficient in classical and literary works, is good at poetry, is good at official script, is confidential in handling, and is loyal to the plan."

It’s Kong Ming of the time! It’s the most suitable thing to consider him as the minister!”

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "Wang Guangyang does have the talent of the prime minister, but unfortunately this person is small in size. The prime minister is below one person and above ten thousand people. He will look at all officials in the world, and he will be in charge of all the affairs of the day. If there is no

How can the ability to hold a boat in your stomach achieve great things? This person is by no means the best candidate for the prime minister? Please consider it carefully?"

Seeing that the emperor was not satisfied, Li Shanchang then took the courage and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang. Seeing that he looked natural, he felt relieved. He didn't like Wang Guangyang in his heart. The emperor didn't like him. He was happy and nodded, saying, "Emperor."

To be honest, the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, but without the ability, he cannot unite the civil and military officials in the court. He really can't do big things well!" Speaking of this, he paused and said carefully: "What does Your Majesty think Hu Weiyong?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed, he glanced at Li Shanchang quietly, snorted coldly from his nose, and said in a reverse voice: "What do you think Hu Weiyong?"

The ball was kicked back, and Li Shanchang obviously did not expect the result to be like this. He was a little unsure of Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts, but the emperor kicked the ball back, and he was not willing to accept it. He thought for a while and said, "Hu Weiyong served as the Marshal's Mansion for a timely report.

The magistrate of Ningguo, the magistrate of Ji'an, and the Shaoqing of Taichang, are all very talented and powerful, but they are still the candidates for prime ministers! If Your Majesty trains them, he will definitely be a virtuous prime minister in the future?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said "Oh" and said nothing.

The emperor didn't say anything, so Li Shanchang naturally didn't dare to speak, and the hall became very quiet for a moment.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly asked: “What does the Prime Minister think that Liu Bowen is the Prime Minister?”

"Liu Bowen?" Li Shanchang was surprised. This result was something he never wanted to see. Once Liu Bowen became a prime minister, he would inevitably take revenge on him. Hu Weiyong, whom he personally supported, was definitely not his opponent. Even though he was in Korea, he was then.

But the Duke has lost his official position and is still dead. No, no, I must not let Liu Bowen be the prime minister.

Although there were thousands of unwillingness in his heart, Li Shanchang did not rush to show it. After pondering for a while, he said without rushing: "Liu Bowen is familiar with classics and history, understands astronomy, and has excellent military tactics, and is the best than Zhuge Kongming.

Jia is the best candidate for prime minister. Unfortunately, this person is very ill-informed, unreasonable, has no knowledge of the world, and is impatient to deal with complicated matters. If he barely assumes this important task, he may have to let the emperor down. Please think twice?

“

There was no joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, but his eyebrows were twisted into a bump, as if he had obviously been in deep thought and had not spoken for a long time.

The hall became quiet again.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Maybe the Prime Minister is right. Liu Bowen is strong-willed and is not a good player in handling government affairs. He is indeed not suitable to be the prime minister of a country. Fortunately, the Prime Minister reminded me today, otherwise I might have misunderstood.

State affairs!" As he spoke, his words suddenly changed, Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Li Shanchang and said, "I am dissatisfied with the Prime Minister. A few days ago, I have been the Prime Minister and asked Liu Bowen. I asked you that day?"

Li Shanchang raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Your Majesty asked Liu Bowen as the Prime Minister, if Liu Bowen was incompatible with me, would he provoke great slander in front of His Majesty, which made His Majesty suspicious of me and forced me to retreat?"

At this moment, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand in his heart who wanted to know, he would not dare to ask.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuanzhang did not hide it and stopped talking. He paused and said, "I asked him how the prime minister was?"

Li Shanchang looked nervous, swallowed the spit in his mouth, and his body subconsciously tilted a little.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw it and smiled and said, "Liu Bowen said that the Prime Minister has made great contributions and high prestige, and can reconcile the generals. Is he the best candidate for the Prime Minister?"

Li Shanchang's face turned red and he felt a little guilty!

Zhu Yuanzhang continued: "I also said that the Prime Minister wants to harm you again and again, but do you still put yourself in his shoes? I want to change you as prime minister."

Li Shanchang suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in surprise.

"But Liu Bowen told me, how can this work? Changing the prime minister is like replacing beams and pillars. You must use thick and strong wood. If you use fine wood, the house will collapse immediately."

"Hey—?" Li Shanchang sighed softly, looking guilty.

In the hall, tranquility was restored again.

In the early morning, Xiao’s mansion.

"Wang Mian was from Zhuji. When he was seven or eight years old, his father ordered his cattle to be shed on the mountain. He secretly went to the school to listen to the students recite the books. After listening, he would remember silently. When he returned at night, he forgot his cattle. Or he would lead the cow to blame the field.

The father was angry and beat him up. Then he was as old as before. The mother said, "I am so stupid, why don't I listen to what he does?" Mian left and stayed at the monk's temple. She sneaked out at night, sat on the Buddha's lap, and held a strategy to reflect the eternal light.

Read it, "

In the bamboo pavilion, Fang Xiaoru, who had gotten up early, wore a generous Confucian uniform. Although it was a little bigger, it was tied with a white Confucian belt around his waist, and he was fit. At this moment, he was sitting upright in the bamboo pavilion, holding Song Lian's "Biography of Wang Mian" with his left hand.

》, the loud voice started to read, with a loud voice, and the words were straight and round. After reading an article, it was very pleasant.

Last night, Xiao Yun went to Su Erxiao's boudoir. This slutty hoof finally caught such an opportunity and didn't bother to do it. Besides, Xiao Yun also enjoyed the little butterfly in this girl's bones, little princess, Fang

Taiping and Lu sisters did not have the charm, and the two hit it off. Xiao Yun tried his best to perform countless classic bed fighting skills in a certain island country one by one.

Good guy, there were never only scalpers who were exhausted, but there were no broken paddy fields. After a few rains, Xiao Yun was the first to defeat him and washed him. He almost went to bed before dawn.

"Bad man, the bad man is getting up-?" Su Erxiao was awakened by the sound of reading, and pushed the man beside him. Yesterday, Xiao Yun personally agreed to find Song Lian for Fang Xiaoru. She could hear clearly and heard that reading was read clearly.

I knew it was getting late, and I was afraid that it would delay the big thing, so I pushed it lightly a few times!"

"Is it dawn? Why do I feel that genius is just dark?" Lord Xiao murmured, and turned over and a big hand fell naturally on Su Erxiao's plump breasts, slowly

Kneaded.

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