"Proclamation to the world, the Yellow Turban will disappear on its own?"
Gu Cheng looked at Zhang Jun.
It is difficult to collect water.
Even if the Yellow Turban Rebellion was caused by Shi Changshi, once the chaos started, it would be difficult to eliminate it.
Does this loyal old minister really not know this truth, or is he just pretending to be confused?
"What do you think, Lord Three?"
He turned his eyes and looked at the three ministers at the front——
Taiwei Yuan Feng, Sikong Xunshuang, Situ Yangci.
These three people are respectively from the Yuan family of Runan, the Xun family of Yingchuan and the Yang family of Hongnong.
The Taiwei is in charge of military affairs, the Situ is in charge of civil affairs, and the Sikong is in charge of supervision. These three highly respected ministers are actually held by members of the eight most famous families in the world. Even if the ten permanent servants are banned from the party, they cannot shake their positions.
Being able to choose to ignore it shows its foundation.
When these three gray-haired veterans faced Gu Cheng's inquiry, they all said in unison: "Your Highness is wise and powerful, and has made his own decision. I will second my opinion!"
I also seconded the proposal. The royal family was united, but the ministers had different opinions.
This was expected by Gu Cheng.
It has always been a characteristic of the aristocratic family to act according to the prevailing circumstances and to protect oneself wisely.
In the minds of the children of a big family, if the family manages the country and brings peace to the world, no matter how ambitious their ambitions are, the interests of the family must always come first.
Gu Cheng didn't expect everyone to be loyal and courageous. He wanted to use a noble family, which may not be the eight great noble families in the world, let alone the veteran ministers who are now standing in the court.
These guys are all ups and downs in their officialdom, and they are sluggish. If they want to revitalize the Han Dynasty, they need a new generation of energetic civil servants and military generals.
The next generation of these three men are all acquaintances, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Xun Yu (xún yù), Xun You, Yang Biao, Yang Xiu...
As for whether they can be used and which ones to use, Gu Cheng has already been thinking about it, and it depends on how the situation develops in the future.
At this time, he returned to the subject. He looked down at the ministers, stretched out his hand, and a trembling chamberlain brought a stack of imperial books to him.
No more, no less, exactly ten copies.
"Zhang Rang, what do you think this is?"
"I am willing to do anything, just ask Your Highness to spare my life!"
Gu Cheng looked at the head of the ten permanent servants. The eunuch, whom the Emperor Ling respectfully called Yafu, had a face ashen as death and kept kowtowing.
"Your Highness, you must not do this!"
Seeing Gu Cheng questioning Zhang Rang, the officials were in a commotion. Zhang Jun suddenly changed his expression and kowtowed desperately: "If the Shi Chang servants are not eliminated, the world will be unfair, and the Yellow Turban chaos will probably get out of control!"
Gu Cheng saw everyone's expressions in his eyes. Zhang Rang was shocked and suddenly realized where the vitality was. He said loudly: "Your Highness, I am willing to donate my family wealth to help suppress the rebellion. My Zhang family is located in Jizhou, the hinterland of the Yellow Turban Army.
The slaves, fathers, brothers and sons all went into battle together to fight against the Yellow Turban Army!"
"Your Highness, I, the Zhao family, will definitely attack the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang!"
"Your Highness, I, the Guo family of Dongjun, are willing to die!"
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As soon as these words came out, the other ten regular attendants also woke up from a dream and swore and swore with an extremely strong desire to survive.
It’s not like the Shi Changshi didn’t have their feet on the ground, or in other words, even if they didn’t originally, after decades of development, their respective families have also developed.
The expressions of the ministers in the court changed.
Especially when Gu Cheng turned to them and asked with a smile: "The Shichang servants are willing to get rid of the merits. Your families have had dealings with them in the past. Would you like to supervise them?"
The Zhongde Hall suddenly became quiet.
"Your Majesty is willing!"
After a while, the ministers knelt down and scolded these dead eunuchs until they were bitten.
He was about to die, but to drag his family into trouble, he was simply not a son of a man.
They seemed to have forgotten that Shi Changshi was originally an eunuch with a twisted mentality.
When he was in high power, his relatives and friends enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the fish and meat village. Now that he has lost power, the family is exempted from guilt and only the culprit is punished?
Nothing is that cheap.
"The appearance of the King of Prosperity, the power of the Great Sage, turn your hands to become clouds, turn your hands to become rain!"
After witnessing this scene, San Gong looked at Gu Cheng and finally lost his calmness.
After Shi Changshi lost his imperial power, he was just a bunch of castrated dogs, nothing to fear. However, after many years of eunuchs in power, their fathers, brothers and sons had long been officials in various states and counties, and they had many party members.
During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, it would be very satisfying to kill all the ten permanent servants in one go, but the eunuch forces would inevitably cause chaos in various places.
There is a forbidden army in Luoyang, which can defeat 300,000 noble servants with a wave of hands. Can the states and counties do the same?
Obviously not!
When the eunuchs' power is dying, the prince will be helpless to find that he must rely on the power of the family to quell the chaos.
That moment was the beginning of the imperial power being emptied out by the aristocratic family.
Eunuchs, relatives, aristocratic families, clans, and powerful ministers, you just have to sing and I will appear on the stage to divide the power from the emperor. This has been the case in all dynasties.
Who would have thought that Gu Cheng would not kill him.
He retained ten permanent attendants to order the eunuch families to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion, fight fire with poison, and then ordered the aristocratic families from all over the country to supervise and create checks and balances among the three parties.
But just when the ministers thought Shi Changshi had escaped, Gu Cheng suddenly said to Zhang Rang: "Pick a book and read it out!"
Whoosh!
Looking at him with vicious eyes, Zhang Rang's expression changed several times, but he did not dare to disobey. He climbed up to the steps, took the middle portion, opened it and read out: "Zhongchang Shi Jian Shuo, traitor and thief.
, falsely accused Zhongliang, looted violently, tortured the people, and was full of evil. It is urgent to extend the constitution. Today, he will behead all the people in the house, hang his head in the southern suburbs, thank the people, and send envoys to announce it to the world!"
"Zhang Rang! Zhang Rang! Why did you choose me? Why did you choose me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhong and others shook their bodies, their faces showing the ecstasy of barely surviving death, while Jian Shuo cried and howled crazily.
"Zhang Rang, you don't have to die well! You don't have to die well!"
Jian Shuo was dragged down the hall, and the hysterical curses lingered for a long time. Zhang Rang's face twitched, but he smiled.
As a dog raised by the emperor, if it can take the blame, it proves that it is still useful. The worst thing is that it cannot take the blame even if it wants to.
Zhang Jun, on the other hand, was covered in cold sweat, feeling that Gu Cheng glanced at him with a smile but not a smile, and saw through all the secrets.
Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince is also good at divination? Otherwise, how could he repeat his memorial almost word for word?
The Third Duke looked at the ten imperial books.
They really want to see if the names of all the ten permanent servants are really written on it, randomly selected, or if all ten books are Jian Shuo!
Among the ten permanent servants, only Jian Shuo's sphere of influence was gathered in Luoyang. He had the highest personal strength and was the best at training troops. He trained the military formation of 300,000 servants with his own hands.
The prince will never tolerate him!
But no one will ever know the answer.
"Death for His Highness, destroy the Yellow Turbans! Destroy the Yellow Turbans!"
The next moment, Gu Cheng waved his hand, and the nine imperial books turned into dust and drifted away in the wind. Zhang Rang and others breathed a sigh of relief, kowtowed desperately, and were escorted off by the guards.
The meeting broke up.
This short court meeting will have an extremely far-reaching impact, and may even cause a reshuffle of the forces of all parties!
After the ministers left in a hurry, Gu Cheng entered the East Palace and saw the Chengqian Palace located at the center of the formation, nodding slightly.
Returning to the main world, he killed Zhang Jiao, banned the party, lured Shi Chang, became the prince, and finally took the crucial step to control the imperial power.
The next step is to establish the team.
This is the most prosperous era, with stars shining and heroes gathering.
Since you are the only master in the world, what you have to do is to know people well and make good use of them, and take the talented people under your command.
"Has Cai Yong not arrived in Luoyang yet? He has no talent and is not afraid of death. There is no reason to delay until now!"
Gu Cheng was not impatient about this and took steps step by step, focusing first on Luoyang.
Logically speaking, a certain great scholar who is famous all over the world should have arrived.
"Did something happen to the accident?"
Gu Cheng had an idea and ordered his servants: "Call Cai Yan!"
Sure enough, Cai Wenji stepped into the palace, and after bowing respectfully, the dignified girl bowed down and cried:
"Please, Your Highness, save my father's life!"
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