Emperor Changming pretended to read two more greeting notes from the local government. He couldn't sit still anymore, so he took the people away.
Emperor Changming asked the attendant again, "Didn't Mr. Yuan usually have a lot of contacts with Mr. Guo? He is half a fellow countryman. I demoted Mr. Guo and he didn't even say a word."
The attendant nodded and bowed, "What are your Majesty's words? Your Majesty's eloquent words, what can Mr. Yuan say? Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your kindness."
The attendant came closer and whispered: "My servant, I think Mr. Yuan is using His Majesty's hand to eliminate dissidents."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
"Master Guo is almost ten years younger than Mr. Yuan, and Mrs. Guo is a good dancer. If Mr. Guo goes one step further, won't he replace Mr. Yuan?"
Emperor Changming actually thought it made sense.
"Besides, for the Jiangnan scholars, they don't care much about who their husband is. If they are from Jiangnan, it's all the same to them. Whether it's Mr. Yuan, Mr. Guo, or even Mr. Fang or Mr. Bian, as long as it's Jiangnan.
As long as Renshi can sit firmly in the book order, it will be fine."
The more Emperor Changming listened, the more he felt it made sense. Both he and the late emperor had experienced this kind of thing for the sake of the throne.
It doesn't matter whether he or his brother sits on the throne as a relative or a relative, as long as he doesn't crawl out of the belly of another palace concubine.
Members of the royal family may have little ability to govern, but they are all experts at eliminating dissidents.
"Ms. Yuan's method is not good. There are so many pairs of eyes watching and so many ears listening in the side hall. Mr. Guo is still young. Sooner or later, someone will climb over him. Isn't this just an empty excuse?"
The attendant looked disdainful, "Ms. Yuan still thinks he is smart, but in fact, His Majesty is very clear in his mind. It is better to leave some clues. Scholars from Jiangnan are not always in a group. Scholars from other places cannot enter their circle at all. He has left some clues."
In the future, it will look good if a dog bites a dog."
Emperor Changming nodded, "That's true. I'll see how the Jiangnan scholars can unite."
Mr. Yuan left the palace on the pretext of having something to do at noon, went to Guloufang to buy some food, and then went to the Lu family house in Shunhefang.
Mr. Yuan didn't avoid anyone at all. He had already said everything in front of the officials. It would be superfluous to avoid him at this time.
It's just that in Shunhefang there are not only several husbands from the Lu family, but also Shen Nanxun and Guo Weichang.
Xianggong Yuan didn't show any concern and just talked about the matter directly.
"The job went smoothly unexpectedly, but there was something wrong with Brother Guo Xian. Although it doesn't affect him, he was downgraded by half a level."
Guo Weichang didn't take it very seriously, "Let's just go to the Ministry of Household Affairs. As long as we don't go to the Ministry of Rites, it's just a bad job."
This is not bad. The national selection and the coming of foreign countries are the two major events that should be handled by the Ministry of Rites. These two things are not easy things to do. On the contrary, they are even thankless things.
Son.
If the selection is done well, it is the work of the imperial envoy; if it is not done well, it is due to the incompetence of the etiquette department.
Foreign countries come to congratulate you, but this has never been done well.
Are you worried about losing your hair if you don’t see the Minister of Etiquette? If it weren’t for the heavy burden on his family, I’m afraid this man could resign immediately and leave.
Mr. Lu thinks that Hubu is a good place.
"Although it is better for the Ministry of Personnel to arrange people, time waits for no one. If you come now, you can't arrange it." Yuan Xianggong quickly winked at his subordinates. The man was also obedient, and he wrote down the transfer order that Emperor Changming just said.
He wrote it down and even asked Emperor Changming to use his seal.
Emperor Changming has been feeling quite proud recently.
Every day in the side hall of the Qinzheng Hall, he reads the excerpts and discusses affairs with the ministers. This is the most difficult time for him. Three sentences may not be enough to explain something clearly, and three pieces of paper may not be enough to write it. It really gives him a headache. .
Besides, with so many officials spending so much salary and money every month, even the most important things have to be dealt with. Emperor Changming often thought, could he have spent his salary and money to create trouble for himself?
However, Xianggong Yuan is still a rigid person, and he still says that others should observe etiquette. Isn't he the same?
If it weren't for the useless person, and adding him as a prime minister, it would be
The late emperor deliberately left the decree, but Emperor Changming might not be able to keep it, or he would not open his mouth, and only open his mouth to persuade.
During this period of time, Emperor Changming could no longer hear Mr. Yuan's advice. The occasional suggestion he made to him was always made deep in his heart.
Emperor Changming told his attendants about this matter in private. The attendant also speculated that Mr. Yuan was getting old and was worried that the officials would replace him. He thought of ways to please the officials and tried to stay as husband-in-law for another two years.
The more Emperor Changming heard, the more it sounded like this. Now, Emperor Changming was very happy to see Yuan Xianggong racking his brains to tell him what he wanted to hear about the back house in order to please him.
He didn't even look at the note that was presented to him, and just let him use the seal by himself.
When Yuan Xianggong saw that his goal was achieved, he was unwilling to waste any more words.
"Your Majesty, the sun is getting stronger, and I have read a lot of books this morning. If you feel that the heat in the palace is too strong, you might as well go to the Imperial Garden to relax and rest for a while before coming back."
Emperor Changming was very proud, "Humph, old man, you have shown the same momentum as you did in previous years. What's wrong? You can't bark anymore?"
Emperor Changming pretended to read two more greeting notes from the local government. He couldn't sit still anymore, so he took the people away.
Emperor Changming asked the attendant again, "Didn't Mr. Yuan usually have a lot of contacts with Mr. Guo? He is half a fellow countryman. I demoted Mr. Guo and he didn't even say a word."
The attendant nodded and bowed, "What are your Majesty's words? Your Majesty's eloquent words, what can Mr. Yuan say? Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your kindness."
The attendant came closer and whispered: "My servant, I think Mr. Yuan is using His Majesty's hand to eliminate dissidents."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
"Master Guo is almost ten years younger than Mr. Yuan, and Mrs. Guo is a good dancer. If Mr. Guo goes one step further, won't he replace Mr. Yuan?"
Emperor Changming actually thought it made sense.
"Besides, for the Jiangnan scholars, they don't care much about who their husband is. If they are from Jiangnan, it's all the same to them. Whether it's Mr. Yuan, Mr. Guo, or even Mr. Fang or Mr. Bian, as long as it's Jiangnan. As long as Renshi can sit firmly in the book order, it will be fine."
The more Emperor Changming listened, the more he felt it made sense. Both he and the late emperor had experienced this kind of thing for the sake of the throne.
It doesn't matter whether he or his brother sits on the throne as a relative or a relative, as long as he doesn't crawl out of the belly of another palace concubine.
The more Emperor Changming listened, the more he felt it made sense. Both he and the late emperor had experienced this kind of thing for the sake of the throne.
It doesn't matter whether he or his brother sits on the throne as a relative or a relative, as long as he doesn't crawl out of the belly of another palace concubine.
Members of the royal family may have little ability to govern, but they are all experts at eliminating dissidents.