Sanhua's child celebrates his birthday, I wish him good health and progress in his studies!

The struggle between kings and ministers rarely goes bare-handedly, and both sides will slowly put pressure on each other to see who can't hold on in the end.

The most common thing is that the ministers slowly erode the king's rights and continuously strengthen their control over the government.

Of course, if you encounter an emperor like Zhu Yuanzhang, the party who loses the fight would be better prepared to die for the whole family.

Zhu Di was a little better, but he would not be stingy with the punishment of exile, allowing the losers to go to the wilderness to explore the Ming Dynasty.

"This is a soft knife killing."

The academy has not yet started, and Xie Jin plays chess with Huang Zhong at home. After a game, the two talked about the recent undercurrents in the court. Xie Jin said clearly: "Right is a poison, but it makes people want to indulge in it. There is rarely anyone who can reject such temptation."

Huang Zhong poured him a cup of tea and said, "Although it is invisible, this invisible erosion makes people helpless and unable to resist it. In the end, the power of power fell without realizing it, and could only be ruled with mercy."

"But the emperor won't sit still."

Xie Jin remembered the two dynasties he had experienced and couldn't help but sigh: "Emperor Taizu Gao and the late emperor were both powerful lords, so he could suppress those ministers, which was related to force."

Huang Zhong said: "Yes, but Your Majesty is not at the mercy of others. I just don't know what he will use to fight back. I think it's so hard."

Those civil servants slowly used soft knives to sharpen the emperor, but others could not see it, but Xie Jin was as insightful as a viewer from the perspective of the bystanders.

He sneered: "So Your Majesty first boosts the spirit of the martial arts, but unfortunately the martial arts are not good at doing well. He is generally unwilling to have fierce conflicts with civil officials. It can be seen how difficult it is to divide the civil and military affairs, and it cannot be controlled by the heroic ruler."

The two were speechless and were a little confused about the future development direction of the government.

After a long time, Huang Zhong said, "If Your Highness and Uncle were there, it would have been much better. After all, Uncle's reputation can calm people!"

“Great!”

Xie Jin smiled and said, "Yes! But you have to know that Dehua was left to the crown prince by the late emperor. His Majesty now probably had this idea, so he rushed to Jinling."

"If Dehua has been in the court forever, then the court will not be at peace. Your Majesty probably wants to be stable!"

...

Since Zhu Gaochi was sick of anger, the atmosphere in Peking City has become a bit strange, without any worries or accusations, and only...

"Your Majesty gave Yan Shenggong the first-rate golden woven clothes."

Two civil servants were having a meal in the restaurant and chatting with laughter.

It’s okay to have lunch outside, but after eating, you have to go back to the yamen quickly, otherwise you’ll be scolded.

And these two people are actually drinking!

"In my opinion, Yan Sheng Gong should be adjusted to the first grade, or even the best grade!"

The two raised their glasses and drank, and then talked about their respective errands, both of them were a little drunk.

"The government has stabilized, this is chaos and then governance!"

"It's a bit like a great remedy. If it continues like this, we should leave a name in history books a hundred years later and be remembered forever."

The calm government affairs are what civil servants hope to see.

The king governs with his pride and his ministers follow the steps, and this is the great rule.

"That person must be in vain in Jinling, hahaha!"

"That's right, although Jinling is rich, what's the use of staying away from the capital?"

...

Today, Zhu Gaochi's affirmation of Yan Shenggong and Confucianism inspired the outside world, so the business of each restaurant has improved a lot.

So countless poems spread out from all over the place, and the smell of wine and meat filled the sky, and it was full of enthusiasm.

But these joys have nothing to do with the soldiers guarding the gate. They still have to stand at the city gate and stare at the people entering and leaving. Occasionally, when the cold wind comes, they all hide in the door with their necks shrank and hid in the door. After the wind passes, they rub their hands and walk out.

A sergeant rubbed the frostbite on his ears and said impatiently: "Sir, we should make a brazier."

The little flag official crossed his hands under his armpits to keep warm, sucked his nose and said, "Do you think I don't want to? But how many officials are there in the capital? If you are seen, it will be a guilty, so you can bear it."

There are many people at this moment, and the small flag department scolded and drove those who were in and out and separated, and then passed through in an orderly manner.

An old man was held by his son and slowly entered the crowd. Feeling the lively atmosphere, he couldn't help but say: "This is Hong Xinian, it's so peaceful, good!"

The people do not care about state affairs. As long as they can eat, have enough clothes and wear, and have no threats from external enemies, they will think that this is a peaceful and prosperous era.

The abortion slowed down at the old man. The little flag officer was furious, but when he squeezed in and saw that there was an old man, he said angrily: "Don't squeeze! Be careful."

"Sir, cavalry are here!"

The small flag officer couldn't hear the sound of horse hooves in the crowd, and cursed: "Where did the cavalry come from in the peaceful and prosperous times?"

The crowds in front of him rushed into the city. The little flag officer was free, and then his face changed slightly and he said, "Go and take a look."

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer, but it starts to slow down.

The little flag officer squeezed outside the city and saw more than ten cavalry.

The knights on the horse were covered with cotton robes, covered with windbreakers, a square hat on their heads, and a scarf on their faces. They were obviously coming from a long distance.

The little flag official asked, "Where did you come from?"

Someone from the more than ten riders came off the horse. He took off the scarf on his face and said, "My master returned to Beijing on the order of His Majesty."

The little flag official frowned and said, "Who is your master?"

Another knight was dismounted and walked over.

"My master is Xinghe Bo."

After Xin Laoqi finished speaking, he stared at the crowd watching the fun, looking alert.

The visitor took off his scarf, turned his eyes, smiled at the onlookers, and said, "I am awake and ordered to return to Beijing."

Well!

"Have you met Mr. Bo!"

The little flag official shouted loudly, bowing with his subordinates, and his face was excited.

Xing and Bo are back!

Do those civil officials who want to suppress us military men still dare to be arrogant?!

I remembered that a seventh-rank official left the city a few days ago, and his son dared to spit at him with disdain. The little flag official felt that those humiliations were nothing.

The people were also surprised, but they didn't know the meaning of Fang Xing's return, so they left.

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "The weather is so cold, thank you for your hard work."

The little flag official said excitedly: "The young people are nothing, it's only hard for the uncle to come all the way."

Fang Xing patted his shoulder, and saw that his face was flushed with excitement, and said, "I heard that there was some evil spirit in the capital. My uncle is the best at capturing monsters and catching monsters, so he can disperse it."

Fang Xing entered the city, and the little flag official woke up for a while. He touched his shoulder and said, "Did you pat my shoulder?"

"Sir, what uncle said just now and what demonic energy he said, I don't know what it means."

The little flag official said proudly: "Silly! What is evil spirit? Your Majesty is sick by the popularity, that is, the evil spirit is caused by evil spirit. As for the dispersion, it is to let us spread the news of the uncle returning to Beijing and the words just now."

So on the way to Fang Xing enter the palace, he arrived at the capital and his words began to spread.

"The demonic energy has dispersed. Is that guy going to mess around again?"

"I won't be able to do this, otherwise your Majesty will be hard to deal with."

These news spread everywhere quickly, and those who were interested were thinking about the meaning of Fang Xing.

...

In the Ganqing Palace, Lu Zhen was talking with joy on his face.

"Your Majesty, Jinling reported that it was discovered that the Ganoderma lucidum vassal was big, very large."

Lu Zhen circled his hands and said with an exaggerated expression: "Your Majesty, this is auspicious! And it was discovered in Longshan, which shows that God blesses the Ming Dynasty!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty."

The ministers all congratulated each other, all of whom were full of joy, and looked like the groom who was going to pick up his wife.

Xiangrui is a fool, and everyone present knows this.

But auspiciousness can be a myth!

Moreover, auspiciousness is not only the rule of the mythical king, but also the response from heaven, as a minister...

Haha! We assist the king and harmonize yin and yang on the temple, which is also a huge affirmation!

Zhu Gaochi's face was plain and was about to speak when an eunuch came in outside and reported, "Your Majesty, please see you, Mr. Xing."

Well……

The ministers were stunned, and the martial heroes looked complicated, some were happy and some frowning.

Most civil servants looked surprised...

The atmosphere in the hall was almost stagnant...

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