He was actually vomited blood from the court and fell down.

This matter will definitely be recorded in history. Whether it is unofficial or official history, the previous scene will be interpreted into a story.

But today's grand dynasty meeting is destined to leave a mark in history.

What will be left behind?

The ministers were nervous, and the emperor's attitude made them unable to understand.

But the dissatisfaction between the gentry and the people is a fact!

Yang Rong felt it was necessary to remind the emperor, "Your Majesty, the cement avenue that communicates between the north and the south this year must continue to be invested. I remember the local officials' report that the people along the way were curious and would step on the road while the road construction people were not paying attention."

He smiled and said, "When the cement was stepped on a few feet before it was dry, that would be a pit!"

"Yes! I used to lay a section of cement at the edge of the city gate, and a cow rushed in. When I was driven out, I couldn't see the section of cement, all of which were footprints."

"This cement is also novel! It doesn't look at it when stirring, but after it gets sticky, hey! Even if you pull ten ox carts to press it, it's okay."

The topic was instantly deviated.

But the people here are meticulous people. In front of the emperor, who would discuss the magic of cement with Alzheimer's disease like Alzheimer's?

This is just to turn the topic around and let the emperor stop forming cliques.

Whether it was the Han and Tang dynasties or the pre-Song dynasties, the tragic tragedy during the party struggles made people still scared.

But when you look at the officials with flickering eyes, you will know that they don’t care about the tragic tragedy at all, they care about interests.

There has never been any sign of forming a clique in the court, which is a good thing for the emperor, and he can easily control the court.

And forming a clique is the beginning of the confrontation between the king and the minister.

Perhaps at the beginning, the emperor would encourage and even manipulate the faction between his ministers to form a party and confront each other, so he would inspire and use his strength to fight.

Such methods have been used a lot of so-called "wise kings" but in the end they are all laying big hidden dangers for their descendants.

What those officials borrowed this time was the emperor's cleanup.

They even borrowed the law and did not blame the masses, and "stopped the rat and avoided weapons."

Yang Rong knew this very well, so he interrupted the off-topic and said, "Your Majesty, the North and South Avenue should be kept a little eye on the Ministry of Works, otherwise the people who were foolish would step on the ground..."

He lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I would rather practice slowly..."

"I understand the painstaking efforts of Mr. Yang."

Zhu Zhanji nodded in appreciation.

Yang Rong said something to Zhu Zhanji: The people are like water, and the emperor is like a boat, and those who rule in power must not be anxious. And those officials cannot use thunder to attack them, otherwise you, the emperor, will be betrayal of your relatives.

The eyes flashed below, and the morning light was cold and deserted in front of Fengtian Hall, reflecting on the ministers.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt that these ministers actually looked like Shi Wengzhong.

Shi Wengzhong, also known as Stone Statue Life, has this object in front of the emperor's tomb. It is probably because he wants to continue the relationship between the king and the ministers underground after his death.

But I'm not dead yet!

Zhu Zhanji lowered his eyes slightly and relieved his slightly cold body.

"I'm not dead yet."

The emperor's voice was like the dawn at this moment, and it was cold and deserted.

"I'm not dead yet, I'm still watching the court and the world."

The emperor seemed to have made up his mind, and for this, he delayed the time of the dynasty meeting.

The officials who secretly formed a clique were worried, and their eyes suddenly flew in front of Fengtian Palace, and gradually became more panic.

Yang Rong felt that the emperor was really anxious. If he directly used the formation of a clique today, the ministers would be in a state of trouble tomorrow and everyone would be in danger.

Whether it is forming cliques or forming cliques, such things have been inevitable throughout the ages. Do you Zhu Zhanji think he is the Qin Emperor and Han Wu? He actually wanted to destroy all these things during the Xuande period.

The king only needs to control one degree. As long as those people form cliques in a small scale and do not aim at competing with the emperor, then what's the point of turning a blind eye?

Zhu Zhanji felt this emotion and felt like he was resentment.

So he smiled, "What do you think?"

As the career of the emperor continued, Zhu Zhanji used this sentence "What do you think?" and understood it more easily.

First raise the question, then ask the ministers to express their opinions. As emperors, you can watch and write down one by one.

This is a good trick to observe the team and a necessary recipe for beating subordinates.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Fang Xing felt that those who wanted to form a clique were all stupid people.

At present, there are no important officials or forces in the court that can threaten Zhu Zhanji's rights. At this time, a clique will be formed, and an egg hits a stone.

The great Han generals stood beside with great courage, still not slacking off.

The Han general is like a guard of honor.

But at this moment, the ministers firmly believed that this guard of honor could transform into a fierce soldier at any time and drag themselves down.

This is the deterrence of the monarchy.

If you lose this, it means that the king is not a king, and the minister is not a minister.

Fang Xing was looking at the civil servants, and he felt that when Zhu Zhanji ordered to take action, someone would definitely go out to work and say good things to those people.

Ma Dan! Is it better than a verbal person? See who is better?

Although Fang Xing doesn't like to quote scriptures, no, he can't quote scriptures, but his ridicule makes people daunt. The man vomited blood before, and although he was a bit suspicious of fraud, he could also see the style of Fang Xing's poisonous snake.

Yang Rong lowered his head slightly, feeling that he might not be able to be good today.

And now is the time to take sides.

Should we stand on the side of the emperor and pull out the officials who are suspected of forming cliques, or stand on the side of our colleagues, and we will work together to suppress the increasingly mean emperor.

Yang Rong just thought for a moment, sighed in his heart, and whispered: "Don't ease the cheeks for those people!"

Yang Shiqi behind him was stunned and then said, "Don't ease the cheeks for those people!"

Jin Youzi, who was later, did not pass the message down, but whispered: "This is a battle between the monarch and the ministers. We are a bachelor's degree in the regent. There is no need to mention any side to stand on."

If the bachelor of the regent is in the wrong place for such a major event, even if the emperor does not pursue the matter, he will not have the shame to enter the warm room again.

Huang Huai sighed in his heart, but nodded slightly to express his approval.

Only Yang Pu did not hear it, neither Yang Rong's message nor Jin Youzi's complaints.

He was looking at the above, watching the emperor staring at the distant void with expressionless face.

It's time to start!

He couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw Zhu Zhanji slowly lowering his head and looking down at his ministers.

What he did not see was that an official was recording the emperor's previous words beside him, and he was modifying them word by word, so he must not make mistakes.

Zhu Zhanji's mouth suddenly raised slightly, looking a little sarcastic.

"Ministry of Revenue."

Xia Yuanji got out of work with some difficulty, and responded after coughing dryly.

Zhu Zhanji asked calmly: "Are the granaries in the north and south full of them?"

Xia Yuanji did not know the meaning of the emperor's question, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, your majesty, most of the granaries in the north and south are full. I suggested that I repair some granaries last time, but I don't know what the Ministry of Works is. Also, I suggest that during the slack farming period, the Ministry of Works and governments in various places can do more projects, and use grain to pay wages, at least consume some storage, and let the people have more living money in their hands."

"Xia Qing is indeed a person who does things."

The emperor's evaluation was very high. After a change of tone, he said: "This matter is to be investigated by the Ministry of Works of the North and South to find out which projects are essential, and arrange them according to the rush."

The Minister of Works has come out to work.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight jumped out from above the house in front and fell on the roof of Fengtian Hall, magnificent.

Zhu Zhanji said: "It is a good thing to have too much food, not a good thing."

He actually got up and walked over. This was rare in the history of the Grand Chancellor, and even Zhu Di would not do so.

He looked at the ministers with his hands behind his back, and the morning light passing by his head was faintly reflected.

"There will be rotten if there is too much food. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard. This is the teaching of Emperor Wen during my enlightenment, so this problem should be solved."

Sell ​​it, sell it for the official!

This is the voice of most ministers, so that the court can have more money.
Chapter completed!