In a seemingly ordinary room on the west side of the Qianbu Corridor, north of the front door, slightly dim light diffused in through the window panes, and several paper signatures on the desk were placed casually on it.
Lu Song picked it up again and looked at the unmarked document at the top, with a complex look on his face and some indescribable relief.
I don’t know if this is something that can barely make the emperor feel comfortable among the countless unpleasant and frustrating news. Lu Song doesn’t know if this is just an unintentional remark of the emperor, or if he really pays attention to this person, or if it is
Where did this person go?
All in all, you never go wrong with caution.
After tapping it lightly with his fingers, he finally put it down, "sort it out and present it to His Majesty."
The gloomy face symbolizes that Emperor Yonglong's mood has never been truly comfortable since he ascended the throne.
Only then did he realize that this great throne was really not something that just anyone could sit on.
It turns out that my father's reign is so relaxing and comfortable. I can go to Jiangnan if I want to, hunt if I want to, and go to the summer if I want to. I can even entrust the affairs of the government to a few chief ministers for a month or two.
Ask, how free and easy it is?
But why did it become so unbearable when it was in my own hands?
He would never admit that this was a lack of virtue and talent, but he did catch up with a bad opportunity.
In fact, he also knew that many problems were left behind by his father, but since he wanted to sit in this high position, how could he not even take on this responsibility?
Countless people are still staring at the throne under their own butt, and Emperor Yonglong has never relaxed his vigilance in this regard.
I read dozens of memorials in one go. The more I read, the more irritated I became, and the more I read, the more depressed I became. I couldn't help but throw the memorials down under the imperial desk in a fit of anger. All the attendants next to me held their breaths.
Emperor Yonglong glanced at the attendants and companions standing outside the door and in every corner opposite. How many of them were truly loyal to him, and how many were people placed by his father?
Subconsciously, he didn't want to think about this troublesome issue. He had never thought about replacing these people at once. If his father really asked to replace all these old people, I'm afraid there would only be one result. Thinking of this, Zhang
Shen shuddered.
Emperor Yonglong knew very well that only by firmly holding this position and not giving any chance to others who coveted this position could he slowly regain his disadvantage from his father. Before that, everything required patience.
The question is, will God still give me so much time?
Patience does not mean doing nothing. Doing nothing may not be the best strategy. He once again cast his dark gaze outside the palace.
One of the companions quietly came over to pick them up again, sorted them one by one and put them back on the imperial desk. The other one gently pushed another stack of small paper signs with obviously different regulations to the front of the desk.
He leaned on the back of his chair and picked up a folded piece of paper with a special imprint on the leather.
Lu Song is still reliable, and the news he brings may be equally disturbing, but Zhang Shen knows that he has to look at it, and he doesn't even dare to face this bit of reality, so it's best not to take this seat and give it up as soon as possible.
People seek safety.
After reading a few copies, Emperor Yonglong slowly calmed down.
The news presented to him was not pleasant, but he could accept it, as was expected.
"Huh?" His eyes twitched lightly, and he opened the folded contents.
The same is true for Lieutenant Long's secret reports. The title is clear at a glance, and then the detailed content is below. If you are interested, you will only take a look. Otherwise, only the title is enough to understand the general outline.
After reading the content, Emperor Yonglong put it down and leaned his back on the imperial chair.
It's kind of interesting. I didn't expect this little guy to be a little loyal to the emperor, and he could even say such a thing.
But to Emperor Yonglong, this was not important. What mattered was the attitude of the two headmasters of Qingtan Academy towards this point of view.
If this rhetoric were put in those academies in Jiangnan, I'm afraid they would have been criticized to death. Those unscrupulous literati only knew how to show off their words, but they couldn't come up with any countermeasures. Emperor Yonglong's attitude towards the scholars in Jiangnan
His disgust is no less than that of those who covet his throne.
Of course, this kind of disgust can only be hidden in the heart forever, and superiors can never act based on their own emotions, likes and dislikes. This is what my father has always warned me.
Emperor Yonglong naturally knew Qi Yongtai and Guan Yingzhen. They were both scholars who grew up rapidly during their father's reign, but they were not particularly valued by his father. They also had constant disagreements with the elders.
Naturally, the final outcome is to dismiss from office and leave.
However, this did not affect the reputation of these two people in Shilin, and their reputations even improved to a higher level.
Emperor Yonglong was concerned about the attitudes of these two people.
Noncommittal, this is an attitude.
A very subtle attitude.
Of course Emperor Yonglong knew how much uproar the establishment of a tax supervisor and a mine supervisor had caused within and outside the court. It could be said that the Censor Yanguan's bulletins had long been filled with imperial cases, but he was unwilling to look at them.
Abolition is simple, how to solve the gap?
The Hu Bu was not incompetent, but the hole was too big. Emperor Yonglong knew this very well. According to the Hu Bu, it could only be filled slowly.
But can the shortage of pay and silver on the nine sides be solved slowly? Maybe one day the army will mutiny, and the Tatars or Jurchens will invade the border. I am afraid that I will be pushed to the stove again.
What can be done?
Donation is a double-edged sword. It can even be said that this is the real way to quench thirst by drinking poison. Of course Emperor Yonglong knew it, but if he didn't take this path, there would be no way out.
His face kept changing, and only the attendants around Emperor Yonglong could see the tangled and painful expression on the emperor's face.
After a while, Emperor Yonglong slowly regained his composure and realized that the paper sign in his hand had been deformed.
His eyes were fixed on the paper signature, and the word Feng Keng seemed to be still beating, stimulating Emperor Yonglong's mind.
In the end, he put down the paper. He was really too young. However, the attitudes of Qi Yongtai and Guan Yingzhen seemed more intriguing. Maybe we can observe more.
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Naturally, Feng Ziying didn't know that the little commotion in this class had been spread by someone who was interested, and even reached heaven.
This kind of nightly discussion and debate for several days in a row made him increasingly aware of the differences in this era.
The mood and mentality of the scholars "to share the world with the scholar-bureaucrats" seems to have been completely inherited from the former Song Dynasty. This was true among the scholars in the north. It is estimated that this mentality and mood will be stronger among the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. The problem is that this dynasty is very
To a large extent, the regulations of the previous Ming Dynasty were followed, so conflicts in many places were inevitable.
This is a complex Zhou Dynasty that is neither Ming nor Song Dynasty.
Scholars and civil servants also had a complicated attitude towards imperial power. They respected but tried to limit it. The saying that the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats shared the world was deeply ingrained in their thinking. In Feng Ziying's view, this seemed to be a kind of imperial power and ownership.
But the right to govern should be the mentality of scholar-bureaucrats, but the question is is this possible?
This kind of game and wrestling has never stopped since the Ming Dynasty, and it will not stop in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
As ownership, the imperial power always takes the initiative. It is the unshirkable responsibility of every emperor to suppress and weaken the power of the prime minister. However, excessive weakening and suppression will bring backlash. Every emperor knows this in his heart, so he maintains a relatively weak and obedient cabinet.
The Six Parts were the greatest wish of every emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.
But how can civil servants easily give up their lifelong pursuits once they have studied hard for ten years and transformed into a dragon?
You have different opinions that confuse each other, I have unity and vertical connection, you have differentiation and disintegration, and I have internal and external control.
This trend has inevitably been brought to the academy. Fortunately, from a unified point of view, this trend is not too strong. However, Feng Ziying believes that once these students pass the exam and become officials, they will inevitably be criticized by the academy.
This stage is often the most important for the impact of what you see and hear.