One hundred and ninetieth chapters face changing skills
Just now when he was about to arrive at Xuanting Hall, Jiang Beiran thought that since he didn't want to follow the troublesome rules when eating, why should he follow the rules when going to court.
He still doesn't even know the rank of officials. It's really boring to be in the top position. Moreover, these ministers have been immersed in officialdom for many years and there are definitely a lot of old foxes. If you get along with them according to the rules, you will inevitably be led by their noses.
So let's just not follow the routine and give the ministers a surprise, and test the background of these ministers.
Seeing Jiang Beiran's appearance, all the ministers were frightened and fell to the ground one after another. An old minister in the lead shouted: "I deserve death for my crime."
Then other ministers also shouted: "I deserve death for my crime."
Nearly a hundred ministers were kneeling outside the palace. The scene was quite spectacular, but although it was outside the palace, it was still within the imperial city, and no passing people would see it.
Taking a bite of the jujube candy cake in his hand, Jiang Beiran smiled and said: "My dear friends, please be free. I am very relieved to see my dear friends being so angry because I am not going to court."
As soon as these words came out, those ministers who just said that they wanted to be "bastards" were so frightened that their pants were almost wet, and they were trembling and couldn't stand up at all.
"Pingshen, you don't need to say what I said a third time, right?"
Although Jiang Beiran was still chewing jujube candy cake when he spoke, the sense of majesty still made all the ministers stand up quickly. Even those whose lower bodies were a little wet managed to stand up, but their legs were shaking a little.
With a smile, Jiang Beiran threw the remaining piece of jujube candy cake into his mouth, patted the crumbs on his hands and said, "It's better to feel more comfortable outside. I can barely speak while sitting in the Xuanting Hall." said."
Although the ministers really don't like the emperor who doesn't pay attention to etiquette, there are still three things to worry about when a new official takes office, let alone a new emperor. They, as ministers, have to suffer.
"To be honest with you all, I have never had any contact with this court matter before. I believe you have already commented on this in private."
"I don't dare!" After saying this, the ministers all knelt on the ground.
"Du Pingshen, the reason why I want to chat with you all outside the court is that I hope you will not be too restrained and can chat with me honestly so that I can understand what you are thinking. Something."
When all the ministers stood up again, Jiang Beiran walked up to an old minister wearing a purple robe and asked: "My dear, if I remember correctly, you were the first one to submit a memorial to me yesterday, right?"
The old minister immediately bowed and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I am the humble minister."
"Where is the official position of Ai Qing?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Shi Xing'an, a humble minister, is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry."
"In charge of what?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I am responsible for helping Your Majesty manage water conservancy, civil engineering, transportation, industry and other matters across the country."
"Has a memorial been prepared for what Aiqing mentioned yesterday about Dongzhou County?"
Shi Xing'an bowed and said: "Reply to Your Majesty, it has been drafted and is about to be handed over to Zhongxing Taiwan."
"No need to bother, just give me the memorial directly."
Shi Xing'an hesitated for a moment, then took out a memorial from his arms and presented it with both hands.
Taking the memorial presented by Shi Xing'an with both hands, Jiang Beiran opened it and started reading.
'What kind of chicken stuff are you writing about...'
This memorial seems to be very long, but in fact it is full of useless rhetoric, and the object of these rhetoric is the emperor.
But after frowning, Jiang Beiran understood why the memorial was written in this way. The meaning is very simple. These natural and man-made disasters have nothing to do with your Majesty. They are all the fault of the weak officials who failed to manage well.
It can be said to be very official.
After understanding the purpose of the opening chapter, Jiang Beiran patiently continued reading.
'Hey guys...a big project, the South-to-North Water Diversion Project, is this a plan?'
Although this memorial was written in a complicated way, Jiang Beiran still clearly understood his intention. I have to say that this minister was very thoughtful. In Jiang Beiran's impression, the "most prestigious" South-to-North Water Diversion Project in ancient times should be
It was Emperor Yang of Sui who opened the canal.
But after that wave, the Sui Dynasty was severely damaged and was destroyed by Li Tang.
After closing the memorial again, Jiang Beiran looked at Shi Xing'an and said, "Is this Aiqing's method of controlling drought?"
"Exactly." Shi Xing'an bowed and said, "This method is the result of my hard thinking and combination..."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Beiran shouted sharply.
Seeing that the emperor was angry, Shi Xing'an quickly knelt on the ground, and the sudden burst of momentum from Jiang Beiran made other ministers kneel down one after another, and at the same time they started to curse in their hearts.
"It's strange. This Minister Shi clearly understands the emperor's heart best. How could he make the emperor so angry this time?"
"What did Minister Shi say that made the emperor so angry?"
"It's over. The emperor seems to be kind and ordinary on the surface, but how can an ordinary person exude such a momentum? I'm afraid we will also suffer together."
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Throwing the memorial directly on Shi Xing'an's head, Jiang Beiran shouted: "Raise your head."
Shi Xing'an immediately raised his head after hearing this, but there was no fear on his face.
"Are you testing me?" Jiang Beiran asked expressionlessly.
"Wei Chen dare not."
"Don't you dare? I think you are very brave. Do you know how much manpower and material resources will be consumed by such a solution?"
Shi Xing'an replied: "Wei Chen knows, but if we can invite practitioners to help dig, this method will..."
"Oh~" Jiang Beiran drawled after listening, "What a Shi Xing'an. With this performance, you want to test whether I understand drought and water conservancy, and secondly whether I can mobilize cultivators to help the people. Yes or no?
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Hearing Jiang Beiran expose the matter directly, not only did Shi Xingan's face still show no fear, but his originally dull eyes suddenly burst into light.
"My Emperor is a wise man! I beg your Majesty to punish me for my sins."
Jiang Beiran laughed after hearing this, "Get up."
"Please punish me!" Shi Xing'an still knelt on the ground and shouted.
"Whether you are punished or not is my business. Now I want you to get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After seeing Shi Xing'an standing up, Jiang Beiran was about to squat down to pick up the memorial. The two eunuchs behind him rushed forward like a "vicious dog pounces on food". The eunuch who picked up the memorial patted the dust on it and knelt down.
He handed it to Jiang Beiran and said: "Your Majesty, please."
"Um."
Nodding, Jiang Beiran took the memorial.
"Shi Aiqing is so brave. Since you are so brave, do you dare to tell me what the purpose of submitting this memorial is?"
Without any hesitation, Shi Xing'an replied directly: "It's just as the emperor said just now."
"What if I agree?"
"The emperor is either overjoyed with great achievements, or else he is ignorant and ignorant. Our country, Sheng, will perish."
"So brave! I hope your ability can be as great as your courage. Shi Xing'an will obey."
"Wei Chen is here."
"I order you to draft a new memorial tomorrow. If it can solve the drought in Dongzhou County, I will forget about it. If not, you will be guilty of deceiving the emperor!"
"I accept the order and thank you!"
Nodding, Jiang Beiran looked at the other ministers who were still kneeling and shouted: "What are you doing on your knees? Keep your body flat."
When all the ministers stood up, Jiang Beiran said: "Is there anyone else who wants to test me like Shi Aiqing?"
Silence...
Facing Jiang Beiran's question, the ministers below did not even dare to swallow their saliva. At the same time, they sighed in their hearts that Shangshu Shi was indeed so different.
For a person like Shi Xing'an who dared to do the following, if he had real ability, Jiang Beiran would like him very much. Unfortunately, there seemed to be only one like him in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty.
Sighing in disappointment, Jiang Beiran walked up to a young official and asked, "Where is Aiqing's official position?"
The young official trembled with fright. He had no choice but to see the emperor in front of him. The emperor suddenly came to him, which gave him a strong sense of ominousness.
But the premonition was a premonition, so the young official immediately replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I am a guest, Zu Yongsi."
"What do you control?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the ministers are under the supervision of the Minister of Rites and are responsible for the sacrifices."
After looking Zu Yongsi over, Jiang Beiran asked: "Just now I heard you say that if I am happy, you will follow me to be happy. I don't know how Zu Aiqing is happy on weekdays."
When Zu Yongsi heard this, his already weak legs instantly paralyzed, and he threw himself on the ground and shouted: "Wei Chen deserves to die, Wei Chen deserves to be punished, please punish me."
"I ask you, have you ever presided over a sacrifice?"
"Weichen presided over it. The first farmer's sacrifice at the beginning of spring was organized by Weichen, and the queen's silkworm sacrifice was also organized by Weichen."
"What do I need to buy for this farmer's festival?"
"Need...need to purchase..."
Zu Yongsi was confused. He was just recommended as a casual employee. If something happened, his subordinates would help him with it. He just went up and took a look at the situation. He didn't know what needed to be done.
"Weichen was nervous for a moment and couldn't remember. Weichen..."
"You can't remember, right? Okay, no problem. I'll give you time to think about it. Someone's coming!"
"My servant is here," the eunuch Wang Shougui said as he stepped forward.
"At fifty, fight next to me." After speaking, Jiang Beiran looked at Zu Yongsi and said, "Whenever I remember, I will tell them to stop."
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me, Your Majesty, please have mercy on me!" Zu Yongsi kowtowed after hearing this.
But Jiang Beiran ignored him completely and walked to the next minister.
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"Ah!" "Ah!!" "Ah!"
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
"Your Majesty! I must devote myself to studying after I return home. I won't dare to... ah!!"
Hearing the screams next to them, most of the officials standing in the courtyard were sweating profusely. The officials who saw Jiang Beiran walking towards them felt like they were mourning for their heirs, and their legs were shaking with fear.
"Drag it down!"
After dragging another young official away, Jiang Beiran sighed deeply. Although he felt that these young officials were a symbol of the court's corruption yesterday, he still had some luck because Yin Jianghong said that Deng Bo was a talent.
Now, after asking a little bit, you will know that these young officials are all idiots, and they can stand in the court despite not knowing anything.
"Your Majesty, ancestor Cao Cao fainted." Wang Shougui ran to Jiang Beiran and reported back.
"do you died?"
"There is still breath left."
"Then wake me up and keep fighting!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Shougui and the other ministers trembled at the same time.
"Yes." Wang Shougui took the order and left.
With screams one after another, Jiang Beiran continued his first "morning court".
Until noon approached, Jiang Beiran glanced at the dying young officials on the bench next to him and the bloody board.
"stop."
Jiang Beiran's voice was so loud that all the executioners stopped instantly.
Glancing at the remaining officials who had not yet asked, Jiang Beiran walked back to the officials and said, "That's it for today. I don't want to see uneducated people in the court in the future. I hope that all of you, my love, will stop here."
Keep this in mind.”
After speaking, he looked at the eunuch behind him and said, "Go back to the palace."
When the eunuch heard this, he immediately shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Get up and drive back to the palace!"
When Jiang Beiran was far away, many officials finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed on the ground in fear.
The officials who were not paralyzed on the ground looked happy and their eyes were shining. For the first time, they felt that the screams were so pleasant.
The officials looked at each other for a while, but said nothing this time.
Because they knew that they had ushered in an emperor with a capricious temper. No matter how long we got along with such an emperor, it would be difficult to figure out his temper. Maybe one second he was saying that my love understands me, and the next second he would just call me in.
On death row.
For such an emperor, the best way to deal with it is to talk less and do more, and never use words to get close.
On the way back to the palace, Mu Yao, who was following Jiang Beiran as a female officer, looked at Jiang Beiran with bright eyes.
Growing up, what she hated most was the corrupt court and incompetent officials, who had brought too much pain to the country.
Now that she saw Jiang Beiran snatching out the Gungun masters one by one and beating them up, every scream made her feel extremely relieved, and she felt an indescribable feeling of pleasure in her heart.
Although she still doesn't know how Jiang Beiran will eventually govern the country, she knows that he will definitely be a good emperor.
Returning to the Jingxin Hall, Jiang Beiran turned to look at Mu Yao and said, "You've been watching me all the way. Is there anything wrong?"
"Who! Who's looking at you!" Mu Yao turned her head suddenly.
"Oh, forget it if you haven't read it." Jiang Beiran said, sitting on the throne again, picking up the "Classics" that he hadn't finished reading yesterday and flipping through it.
Looking at Jiang Beiran cautiously, Mu Yao quietly made a face.
'I don't have a good impression of him, I just enjoy watching those officials being beaten, hum!'
"His Majesty."
While Mu Yao was also looking for a book to read, Wang Shougui came to Jiang Beiran's desk and knelt down and shouted.
"What's the matter?"
"It's time for lunch."
"I'm not hungry yet."
Wang Shougui was about to say something to persuade him, but he immediately shut up after remembering the emperor's words in the morning, "My words are the rules" and the fact that the Gungun princes were beaten to pieces.
When Wang Shougui was about to retreat, Jiang Beiran suddenly shouted: "Wang Shougui."
"My slave is here." Wang Shougui responded quickly.