"The ministers, who are responsible for maintaining balance and admiration, should be fair in order to distinguish the virtuous and the virtuous, rather than mediocrity filling the position." Volume 3 of Allusions Chronicles
The quiet Shangshutai was very different from the past. Taiwei Dong Cheng originally thought that he should gradually get used to Ma Rixi and Shi Sunrui, who resigned one after another, and he was the only one to serve as a director at the Shangshutai, but he was still wrong.
This big dispute between the government and the opposition seems to be noisy, but it is just a game between a group of scholars in Kansai and the emperor, and has nothing to do with Dong Cheng. Although he is not happy with the emperor's approach, he prefers the scholars in his heart.
Rui and others, but on this matter, he did not dare to rebel against the emperor. Sun Rui and others also did not like Dong Cheng's position being consistent with theirs.
If the three princes resign collectively, and one of them is the emperor's father-in-law, the emperor will probably fall out, right?
There must be a moderation in everything, and officials must have a tacit understanding even if they are hostile to each other.
For these days, Dong Cheng has been watching with cold eyes. When he was in the mansion, he learned from Dong Feng's mouth what the consequences of this matter would be and what changes it would cause. In fact, if he asked himself, although he didn't like Ma Rixi's
He wanted to help others, but he hoped that the emperor would lose this time. Only if the emperor lost, or compromised, could he share the fruits of victory with Ma Rixi and others for nothing.
Of course, even if the emperor wins, he can still act as the emperor's thug and deal with Ma Rixi and others, and still profit from it.
Having the same idea as him and watching from the sidelines, there were also Shangshu Ling Yang Zan who was with him at Shangshu bngong at this time, and the Yang family behind him and other scholars from Guandong.
Yang Zan was raising his hand to make tea with a teapot, with a happy and contented look on his face. He looked like Da Honglu, an old official who was dawdling in idle departments like Taichang Mansion, without any trace of what a ministerial order should look like.
But Dong Cheng himself couldn't explain clearly what the Shangshu Ling should look like. After all, from the time he recorded the Shangshu's affairs, the emperor had already taken away the power of the Shangshu Desk to review memorials in advance. From then on, the Shangshu Ling and the following
Officials only have the power to write edicts and execute them, and it is difficult for them to participate in the discussion of politics. Perhaps this turmoil is also the outbreak of their long-standing grievances.
Feeling Dong Cheng's gaze, Yang Zan paused and explained with a smile: "According to past practice, if there are not many memorials today, your Majesty will review them faster and there will be another hour before they are delivered.
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This meant that Yang Zan could be lazy until the emperor finished reviewing the memorial, issued instructions in the memorial, and sent them the draft edict.
"What about before?" Dong Cheng wanted to laugh when he saw Yang Zan doing nothing, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What was it like before?"
"In the past." Yang Zan held the tea, with a look of reminiscing on the past: "I remember that during the reign of Emperor Xiaoling, all memorials, except for the ministers' official affairs, were first sent to the central stage, and were sent to the central stage by the ministers who recorded the ministerial affairs.
The monk's letter was processed first, and after the opinions were drafted, they were then submitted to His Majesty for decision. Now, returning to the old practice, the memorial was first handed over to the Prosecution Office, and was decided by His Majesty alone. Fortunately, His Majesty was wise and had several servants such as Xun Gongda by his side.
Now, there are no big mistakes in handling government affairs, and any difficult and unresolved matters will be passed on to me. But in this way, I will have more time to wait, and Your Majesty will be more tired."
"The minister's desk was originally meant to relieve your worries, but now that your authority has been transferred, your majesty is becoming more and more exhausted at a young age. Since we are ministers and are busy filling our positions, how can we have the face to continue?" Dong Cheng suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Yang Zan was looking at him with a smile, her eyes seeming to encourage him to continue speaking.
This old guy!
Dong Cheng was furious. He was almost brought in by him. In the eyes of outsiders, what he said just now was that he was complaining about the emperor's actions and approving the resignation of Ma Rixi and others. If this reached the emperor's ears
, then the neutral advantage he had managed to maintain would be gone.
"Haha." Yang Zan smiled harmlessly and put down the tea bowl. Ma Rixi and others were not at the table, so he could only compete with Dong Cheng.
Dong Cheng suppressed his anger and was thinking about how to win back the city. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Zuo, the official in charge of the official affairs, and Wang Duan, the commander of the carriage who had contributed from all directions, arrived at the minister's desk in advance, followed by several petty officials.
Two by two, they carried memorials and slips piled up like a mountain.
As if he expected such an expression from the emperor, Yang Zan did not show too much surprise on his face. He stood up and greeted him politely: "Why are you here so early today, Mr. Wang?"
He glanced at the slips in the brocade bag and asked, knowingly: "Your Majesty has finished reviewing the memorials so quickly?"
Dong Cheng, who was following from the side, also looked at Wang Duan.
"Dong Gong, Yang Gong." Wang Duan said solemnly and politely: "The emperor has issued an edict. From now on, all submissions from the subjects, except for secret memorials for seal affairs, will first be sent to the minister's desk to formulate strategies and Chen Ci.
, and then submit it to your Majesty for permission."
After everyone in the Shangshu Taiwan held their breath and listened to these words, it was as if the clouds had cleared and the fog had dispersed, and everyone was beaming with joy. If the emperor returned the power of reviewing memorials that had been taken back from the Shangshu Taiwan to them, what would it mean to the Shangshu Taiwan?
That said, it can already be called a victory.
Of course, the reason why the emperor wanted to take back the power of criticizing memorials was to break away from Wang Yun's strict defense and to open a way to interfere in the government affairs. But now, with the passage of time, the emperor no longer needs to rely on the power of criticizing memorials.
He firmly controlled the affairs of the state by firmly controlling the power of approval and memorial. Therefore, returning it to the chancellery was not only a gesture of compromise, but also freed him from miscellaneous affairs and focused his energy on other key areas.
"Your Majesty also said that regarding the imperial censor's impeachment, the terms of the Pingzhen Order, and the recent restructuring of Hedong, your Majesty would like to ask Mr. Dong and Mr. Yang for their opinions." Wang Duan seemed to be in the office of the Chancellor.
Infected by the emotion, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a smile.
Yang Zan was directing the people to move the memorial in. When he heard this, he couldn't help but be startled: "Then impeach the memorial?"
"Mr. Yang, please." Wang Duan turned aside to make way.
It seems that this matter has not been settled yet. Yang Zan couldn't help but look at Dong Cheng and gave him back the right to approve the memorial. This was a concession to Ma Rixi and Shisun Rui. They must be back soon.
And Yang Zan and Dong Cheng couldn't get such a benefit for no reason. Naturally, they had to cooperate with the emperor and play a good role in the next thing.
Among the three, Yang Zan was the oldest and had something on his mind, so he walked very slowly, while the other two followed patiently.
"For the funeral of King Langxieshun, I heard that Your Majesty intends to ask the prince to accompany him as a deputy escort?" Yang Zan let Wang Duan support him and walked down the steps, asking as if nothing had happened.
"Wei." Wang Duan said truthfully: "Your Majesty wants me to go to Guandong and see a lot of things along the way."
"Then, can you tell us when we will leave?" Yang Zan asked again.
Wang Duan looked at Yang Zan seriously, as if he didn't understand why Yang Zan suddenly asked this question. Shouldn't he take the opportunity to ask the emperor's attitude towards Dong Fen and Jia Xu? He thought about it a few times, and then he made a mental note: "
Even Mr. Yang doesn’t know about this, how can I understand?”
"Oh, oh." Yang Zan nodded and said, "I was confused."
The posthumous title of Langye King Liu Rong, the funeral ceremony, and the appointment of a new king were all decided when Ma Rixi and others were still at the Shangshutai. However, no specific travel date was set. The Lingtai Order Liu Rong
Wan said that it is not appropriate to send envoys to travel far away recently, but no one knows what is going on. The emperor may be trying to use this matter as an excuse.
Maybe, after this storm is over, more will follow.