In the evening, the Jinshen Hall of the Capital Palace was brightly lit, and the other palaces overlooking the palace city had all turned off their lights early, making this place particularly bright in the darkness.
The emperor, prince, prime minister, general, and six ministers gathered in front of the northern Xinjiang situation map to discuss the situation in a hierarchical manner. The day before yesterday, Mongolia retreated in panic. Li Wenzhong, the king of Qiyang, led his troops to pursue hundreds of miles and made countless gains.
"Your Majesty, all the grain, grass and baggage have been collected and shipped to northern Xinjiang. If we don't take the heads of a few Mongolian royal families, wouldn't we let the grassland have a glimpse of our Ming Dynasty!"
"Indeed, the grassland barbarians are afraid of power and have no morals. No matter how much the herd soldiers kill them, they will not be able to make them feel the pain. They must kill the powerful ones first!"
The high-level officials of the Ming Dynasty unified their strategies instantly, and the governor-general immediately sent orders to northern Xinjiang. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the military virtues were abundant, and neither civil nor military officials were timid in fighting.
After adding some details, Chang Yuchun led a group of officials and generals from the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office to retreat. They would have to complete some more details after returning.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on Hu Weiyong, but he didn't say anything after all. The Minister of Punishment on the side also breathed a sigh of relief. It is really not appropriate for the court to have any major turmoil now.
After everyone retreated, Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought. Zhu Biao, who had been silent until now, said, "Father, you still haven't decided whether to completely abolish the position of prime minister?"
Zhu Yuanzhang crossed his hands and kept circling each other with his thumbs: "What do you think?"
"As for me, although I don't like it, I still feel that it is necessary to retain the position of prime minister."
"Of course, it is necessary to weaken and divide its power."
Zhu Biao continued: "Sometimes it is indeed necessary for such a high-ranking person to take on certain responsibilities."
After all, the powerful prime ministers are in the minority, and most of the prime ministers are puppets of the imperial power. After all, he is naturally at a disadvantage, and the imperial power can suppress him with a little encouragement.
"How to divide?"
"Separate one department from the cabinet, strengthen the independence of the six departments, and separate the civil and military affairs without involving the military."
In ancient times, the Three Dukes were so respected. It is said that these are the Three Dukes, discussing Tao and governing the country, and regulating Yin and Yang. But now it is just a false position. It can be seen that the importance of the position depends on whether it holds real power.
In fact, for their father and son, it doesn't matter that they don't have a prime minister. What Lao Zhu is worried about is that in the future, his descendants will be born in a deep palace and grow up in the hands of women, making it difficult for them to govern.
If the prime minister is removed and the power of the prime minister is completely divided, then the difference between monarch and ministers will be insurmountable. Unless the dynasty is changed, ministers will only be ministers after all. Even if the imperial power is sluggish, it can be regained once it is revived.
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Zhu Biao is too lazy to plan for his children and grandchildren. No plan can withstand the erosion of time. After the death of the people and the death of the government, it is possible that they can still climb out to bring order to the chaos. Let them go and do their best for their own generation.
The movement of heaven is constant, and it does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie.
There is a big difference in concepts between father and son in this regard, but it is also understandable that it is not easy to pass on the family name after all the hard work. Naturally, he hopes that it can be passed down for thousands of generations. Zhu Biao is a little bit sad, but
In fact, it is also a kind of awakening. Human power will eventually be limited, and the way of heaven will eventually be determined.
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed. Although his son is excellent, there are disadvantages. He will not follow orders and has his own ideas and will. Even if he temporarily gives in, he will definitely implement his ideas according to his own ideas after he ascends the throne.
If he can't even control his son, can future generations really follow his "Huang Ming Ancestor Instructions" to conduct themselves and govern the country as he expected?
Seeing that his father was a little depressed, Zhu Biao felt a little distressed, but he still didn't say anything. It was extremely unrealistic for one generation to rule the country by setting the rules of conduct for several generations.
No matter who becomes the emperor, he will naturally resist restraint, not for anything else, just because the emperor should not be restrained, even if you are my ancestor.
"That's all, it's up to you, but the plan still has to go ahead."
It doesn't matter if the son has his own ideas, but he is different from him and does not delay the inheritance of the Ming Dynasty. However, if the Huaixi martial arts are not cleaned, it will inevitably lead to chaos and threaten the survival of the dynasty.
"Father Emperor Fu Wei."
The father and son had the same attitude on this point. The rapid downfall of Yang Xian and Wang Guangyang proved that even if the person was personally appointed by the emperor, as long as he was not from Huaixi, they would have to defeat him until he was replaced by one of their own.
This is a simple display of power by the nobles of Huaixi. We supported the superiors and became emperors. Now even the capital of the civil servants is our people, who else can do anything to us?
The talents in one place can support the competition in troubled times, but the talents in one place are never enough to govern the entire world. If the upper class always consists of this group of people, then the Ming Dynasty will regress back to the Wei and Jin Dynasties when the emperor and the aristocratic family shared the world.
This is a situation that cannot be tolerated. During the endless wars in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, Huang Chao began to massacre aristocratic families in a large-scale and organized manner, and then Zhu Wen caused the disaster of Baimayi. All the real aristocratic families were physically destroyed. Is it possible that the Ming Dynasty
Need to be cultivated again?
You must know that the so-called aristocratic families in the Ming Dynasty are just in name. In fact, they are just larger landowners, and there are more literate and unemployed people in the family.
In the final analysis, one still has to rely on the imperial examination or the Imperial College to become an official. It requires the promotion and grace of the imperial power, rather than the inheritance of family power. This makes them have no power to resist against Jiangnan and Pan Fu.
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In the early morning at the guest reception pavilion on the outskirts of Beijing, a group of people kept looking into the distance, and finally saw several riders approaching leisurely. When they came closer and embraced each other, the three brothers had not wanted to get together for more than a year.
After a simple greeting, Zhang Cuncheng, the current propaganda envoy in front of the palace, couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother, you have had a prosperous career. You have already been promoted to General Fengguo."
"This is the second grade. It's time to pay homage to our ancestors. My father's spirit in heaven will definitely be happy!"
Zhang Cundao was tall and strong, with a swallow-jawed tiger's beard and purple eyes similar to his father's. He looked past his two younger brothers towards the imperial city: "I received the imperial edict yesterday and am already a hussar general."
As soon as these words came out, the two people who were excited at first became suspicious. If they were from the second rank, based on their elder brother's achievements over the years, coupled with his father's hard work in the past, the Holy Emperor was prepared to reuse him.
But before he took office, he had already reached his head. He was a second-grade hussar general, which was really scary. My father had taught me in his early years that if morals are not worthy of the position, there will be disaster.
The second child, Zhang Cuncheng, looked at his younger brother and said, "I heard that the promotion of the eldest brother to Beijing was the intention of His Highness the Crown Prince. Third child, you once entered the palace to attend the Crown Prince's lectures and readings. Do you have any news?"
Zhang Cunhou smiled bitterly and said: "His Royal Highness is gifted by nature. Even Song Longmen said that there is nothing left to teach. Those of us who follow the studies have long been sent to serve in the Imperial College by His Highness."
"Brother, the situation in Beijing is unpredictable. Whether this is a blessing or a curse remains to be seen. Don't..."
He didn't say anything after that. After his father passed away, the eldest brother became like his father. As the younger brother, he couldn't give strict advice, especially when his eldest brother was so proud.
Zhang Cundao patted his second brother on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I know what I know, but no matter how much I think about it, it's vain. Just serve the king with sincerity, and you will never fall into the lintel of my Zhang family."
He looked at his third brother and said, "You have also heard what your second brother said. An Xin's errand must not be arrogant because of my gain. We brothers will not talk about the consequences. We will share the honor and disgrace. But you must remember not to humiliate your father."
Posthumous name."
Zhang Cunhou is not a shallow person, and he promised seriously: "Brother, don't worry, you will be what you are in the past. You will be loyal, honest and self-responsible in accordance with my father's instructions before his death."
Wuying Hall, the governor of the left army of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, He Wenhui, the hereditary commander of Henan Wei, came in through the passage: "The general will see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a long time."
Zhu Biao put down the book in his hand, stood up and said with a smile: "Brother is here, Liu Jin, please give me a seat."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
There are not many people in the world who can be called Zhu Biao's brother, and He Wenhui is just one of them. He is fourteen years older than Zhu Biao, and it just so happens that he was adopted as an adopted son by Zhu Biao when he was fourteen years old.