Zhang Ximeng didn't think that as long as he controlled his subordinates, he would control 90% of the officials. This was a very terrifying power. He was even worried that Zhu Yuanzhang would think it was inappropriate, so he wrote the restrictive clause. How could Old Zhu
Do you think he was wronged?
"Sir... we think it would be more appropriate for you to be the Prime Minister of Zhongshu!"
"ah!"
Zhang Ximeng was shocked, what was going on with Lao Zhu’s mind?
"My lord, I, I have no intention of meeting you!"
Lao Zhu said with a straight face: "The Prime Minister is the head of hundreds of officials. You have assisted us, built such a big foundation, and worked hard to plan for us. This first meritorious service must be yours, but you are not the Prime Minister. We
How do you reward King Qi who has prepared it for you?"
"What?"
Zhang Ximeng was once again surprised... King Qi, I don’t know!
He is a little dizzy now and needs to take it easy... Lao Zhu hopes to make him the prime minister, and at the same time be granted the title of King of Qi, in charge of all officials, and be the number one meritorious official!
Be good!
This position is really prestigious!
Do you want to give me another Jiuxi?
Zhang Ximeng immediately said: "My lord, I really have no intention of doing this, and for the sake of the long-term peace and stability of the country, my lord should not put great power in my hands. This is inappropriate." After a pause, Zhang Ximeng added: "The Yuan Dynasty is the prime minister's power.
It's so serious that it will cause endless troubles, so the Lord must not ignore it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but take a deep breath. What happened to the Prime Minister of the Yuan Dynasty? As mentioned earlier, Lao Zhu hated the Prime Minister with bitter hatred, and even ended up deposing the Prime Minister. The root cause is here.
But Lao Zhu's thinking was very clear. He didn't trust anyone else, but he was very relieved to put Zhang Ximeng in this position.
Just let us, the monarch and his ministers, continue to work together as partners.
Moreover, Lao Zhu has carefully observed this system, and to be honest, it’s good to be good, but Lao Zhu is a little confused, “Sir, thanks to his teachings over the years, we have a lot of ambitions and want to achieve great things. In this case,
We can't restrict ourselves in many ways. If Mr. Zhongshu Province hadn't been in charge, we would have had our hands tied and it wouldn't be beautiful in the end."
Zhang Ximeng shook his head and said: "The favor of the lord is my blessing, but I still want to say that the lord has to consider the future. The core of a complete official system is not to do things."
"What is that?"
"It's about controlling chaos!" Zhang Ximeng said: "Officials are naturally averse to change and like to maintain the routine pattern. Although the lord wants to make great achievements, he also wants long-term peace and stability. Although the officials cannot achieve big things, they can avoid bad things to some extent. In short, lord is still not
This system should be abandoned. If the lord is really worried about the constraints, the worst he can do is to leave some yamen empty and wait until necessary to fill them in and put them into operation. But if there is no design from the beginning, there will be a lot of trouble in the future."
Lao Zhu sighed heavily, he could still listen to what Zhang Ximeng said.
But he was also a little disappointed.
This disappointment lies in the fact that the officials on whom people have high hopes, the group of people who are revered as the great masters of the Qingtian, are actually just born paper makers. They can only maintain the general pattern unchanged, but cannot work hard to govern and make the country strong. Is this reasonable?
"Sir, can't you let the people below do more work?"
"Of course, but this matter must be arranged by the Lord, and they cannot be allowed to go alone!" Zhang Ximeng added: "I also know that maintaining is not a good thing, but since ancient times, the Hulu have never had a century-old national destiny, even if they are maintained.
It can’t be sustained! As a country, if it can last for hundreds of years, it can be considered a success to a certain extent. If we still have to put in the effort to arrange it, I’m afraid it will backfire and the gains outweigh the losses.”
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a long time, suddenly raised his head and said slowly: "Sir, can't our country last forever?"
Zhang Ximeng was subconsciously startled and opened his mouth, but he couldn't find any suitable words... But unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang said to himself: "Since we can't do it, we can only ask for an unparalleled one!"
Lao Zhu suddenly turned his head and said to Zhang Ximeng: "We understand what you mean, sir, but we can't ignore it... I will give it to you, but you will also shoulder the burden of the cabinet for me...
Li Shanchang is good at doing things, so the Prime Minister can leave it to him, but if there is a problem, it must be taken down, and you can't be polite."
Without waiting for Zhang Ximeng to retort, Lao Zhu said directly: "Let's do it! Send a message to Li Shanchang. He has worked hard and made great achievements. We will include him among the generals and be awarded the title together!"
"Furthermore, sir, you must prepare the country name, era name, ancestral temple, etiquette, and regulations. These things will be needed when the trip to Yashan is over."
Lao Zhu issued the order in a completely commanding tone, and Zhang Ximeng had no way to refute, and it was difficult to refute anything.
His dream of concentrating on his subordinates and manipulating the officials has come to nothing. Taking charge of the cabinet is tantamount to continuing to be the emperor's butler, and having to get involved in everything.
I can’t even ask for peace!
Zhang Ximeng breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his residence. He took advantage of the afternoon to catch up on his sleep and slept until the light was turned on before he got up.
As a result, Zhu Ying was waiting in the room again. Zhang Ximeng rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are just so free, right? Go learn more skills when you have time! If you are surrounded by people in the city next time, you may not be able to do this.
luck."
Zhu Ying chuckled, "Brother, how do you know I didn't study hard? In fact, I just came back from Zhang Dingbian, and I asked him several questions."
Zhang Ximeng was suddenly startled, with an indescribable strangeness on his face... Who was there around him?
Zhu Ying, go ask Zhang Dingbian and ask him to teach you how to fight. You are making tea with Ganges water. How can you open your mouth?
"Then did he teach you?"
"No!" Zhu Ying said simply: "He only said that the captured people only wanted to die."
"Then, let Zou Pusheng and the others go over and give them some persuasion!"
Zhu Ying disagreed, "Brother, I don't think this move will work."
"Why?"
"It's very simple... Zhang Dingbian has a chivalrous spirit. He believes that a scholar will die for his confidant. Chen Youliang did a lot of wrong things. After all, he was very good to him. Now he has fled back to Hanyang. Chen Youliang is still here, but Zhang Dingbian will not give in.
Surrendered.”
Zhang Ximeng slightly pondered, "It makes sense, then tell me how to subdue Zhang Dingbian?"
"I think it's only a drop of water that can pierce the stone. After all, as long as you are ambitious and have a good character, it is simply unreasonable not to work for your godfather!"
Zhang Ximeng couldn't help but laugh, "You're a good flatterer too!"
Zhu Ying smiled and said: "It's not flattery, but my godfather is really dignified... He just wrote four words and sent them to Luling to build a temple in Prime Minister Wen's hometown to worship Prime Minister Wen!"
"oh!"
Zhang Ximeng was quite curious, "What did the Lord write?"
"The universe is righteous!" Zhu Ying said: "My godfather also copied the righteousness song in his own handwriting, and planned to carve it into a stone tablet and erect it in the temple. I heard my godfather say that there is no thousand-year dynasty, even if a few hundred years later, the Zhu family will collapse.
Even if it disappears, we must leave something behind, enough to comfort us for thousands of years! Let us shine on China!"
When Zhu Ying said this, she couldn't help but look admiring and murmured: "Brother, do you think my godfather is big-hearted? He and you are truly a pair of kings and ministers for the ages!"
Zhang Ximeng was also suddenly startled. Of course he knew why Lao Zhu said that... He was obviously talking to himself.
Indeed, if there is no thousand-year dynasty and one family has only one surname, how can it always control the world in the Central Plains?
This land is too vast and heavy, so naturally it should be home to countless heroes, each leading the way for hundreds of years...
But Lao Zhu is right, there are indeed many things that can transcend dynasties...such as the Qin Emperor who conquered Liuhe and unified the world; such as the heroism of sealing the wolf to Xu and restraining Shi Yanran; such as the loyalty of the Han Dynasty who worked hard to support the Han Dynasty...
The Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties will all pass away. Could it be that because they all ended in national subjugation, will these dynasties be the same?
Obviously not.
One cannot plan for a hundred years from now, but one must seize the present few decades!
Zhang Ximeng thought for a long time, and a wave of thoughts surged in his heart, but he fell silent... Zhu Ying was shocked when he saw his elder brother in a daze, maybe he thought of something else?
Just as he thought, Zhang Ximeng suddenly smiled and couldn't help but rub his hands and said: "I finally know how to write this article!"
"Article? What article?"
Zhang Ximeng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhu Ying's neck collar, and pushed her out.
"No, brother, you haven't had dinner yet! I, I'll get you a roast duck. Whatever you want to write, you can just let me grind the ink for you!"
"No! Hongxiu Tianxiang, using you to grind ink will affect my thinking."
Zhu Ying was pushed out by Zhang Ximeng, but he was very angry, "What's the point? Isn't it easy for you to add fragrance to your red sleeves? Just find me a sister-in-law. Do you want me to put a notice out for you and say
Mr. Zhang needs a bed partner to help him write articles. Don't worry, I can guarantee that there will definitely be someone who is willing!"
No matter how much Zhu Ying complained, Zhang Ximeng didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Because Zhang Ximeng has indeed figured it out, figured out a big thing.
A matter about how Lao Zhu established a country.
When Zhang Ximeng discussed the three rises, he already attributed Zhao and Song Dynasties as a typical example of failure. He also said that the way to share the world with the scholar-bureaucrats was dead and a new path must be opened.
But there is still a problem here. The country still needs to have its origins and cannot appear out of thin air.
If you don’t inherit the legal tradition of Zhao and Song Dynasties, how about inheriting the legal tradition of Yuan Dynasty?
Where did your country come from, and where did your title of emperor come from?
These things must be sorted out before they can face the world.
Zhang Ximeng was also confused before, but at this moment, he figured it out... Why must we inherit the legal tradition of the previous dynasty? Is there no other way?
Yue Fei aspired to the Northern Expedition, but Wen Tianxiang was unwilling to surrender to the enemy. Over the past hundreds of years, many people with lofty ideals have gone on to fight for the cause, spilling their blood... Even after the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, uprisings in various places have not stopped.
It was these continuous uprisings that finally converged into the Red Turban Uprising, and gave birth to a brand new dynasty, a dynasty that was completely different from the past, and a dynasty that started the third rise of China.
Zhang Ximeng pondered again and again, picked up a large pen, and wrote a line of words: Hua Tian Xia Di Ming Dynasty!
