Daming 1805

Chapter 92 "Good Saint Sun" (Subscribe)
Zhu Jingyuan sat in the reception room of the Department of Weapons, and together with the two principals, Li Rui and Wang Lai, spoke out his various thoughts like chatter.

Ask the two of them to record it carefully, then turn it over to the corresponding department, and do the experimental verification according to the priorities.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to let go of the government office. Zhu Jingyuan said goodbye to Wang Lai and Li Rui, and went home accompanied by Guan Tianpei.

Guan Tianpei specially prepared another carriage for Zhu Jingyuan, so that Zhu Jingyuan did not need to wait for Zhu Jianyan to come back.

Zhu Jingyuan was a little surprised, but he honestly accepted the arrangement. Anyway, the old emperor should not harm himself.

When the sun went down, Zhu Jingyuan came to the door of his house, surrounded by a circle of guards.

There are usually guards around the palace, but today there are several times more.

And the soldiers' clothes are all from the Navy, which should be the guards brought by Guan Tianpei.

Zhu Jingyuan stopped for a while at the door, and bowed his hands to the surrounding soldiers.

He silently expressed his gratitude, and then walked into his familiar home.

At the same time, there were more guards than usual in the palace of the ninth emperor Zhu Jianfeng on the same street, but many of them were from the regular guards.

At the back door of the palace, a carriage slowly stopped.

Cao Zhenyong, the military minister in civilian clothes, got off his horse and walked quickly into the back door of the palace with his head lowered. He was led into the living room of the back hall of the palace by the waiting servant.

Zhu Jianfeng sat on the chair in the lobby, holding a bright yellow scroll in both hands, and his brows were tightly knit together.

Seeing Cao Zhenyong coming in, Zhu Jianfeng immediately waved his hand, screened off all the servants, and handed the scroll in his hand to Cao Zhenyong.

Cao Zhenyong took it with a dignified expression, opened it and glanced at it, and was completely sure that it was an imperial decree.

The content of the imperial edict made Cao Zhenyong feel particularly confused, and his expression became cloudy.

Zhu Jianfeng was also very confused, guessing that after Cao Zhenyong read it, he couldn't help but ask:

"Cao Junji, the father asked this king as the representative of the royal family's children to go to the Western Cape to deal with the so-called princes of Xiyi. What does this mean?"

Cao Zhenyong carefully closed the scroll and put it back on the table respectfully. Although it looked confusing, it was an imperial edict after all.

Cao Zhenyong considered for a few seconds before carefully opening his mouth to analyze:

"I thought that His Majesty's request seemed reasonable and reasonable, but in fact, His Highness was sent to a place where he could not interfere with the court..."

Zhu Jianfeng stood up directly, clapped his hands a little excitedly and said:

"Yes, there are more suitable candidates for this kind of thing. The eldest brother is the eldest son according to tradition, and the second brother has also served as the minister of Honglu Temple for a long time, so he is more suitable for this job than this king."

Zhu Jianfeng complained a few words, then turned around and looked at Cao Zhenyong:
"To drive this king out of the capital at this juncture, has he really made a decision? What should be changed at this time?"

Cao Zhenyong understood what Zhu Jianfeng was talking about, but at this time he just kept his mouth shut.

Seeing Cao Zhenyong not speaking, Zhu Jianfeng became even more angry:

"What on earth is the father thinking? Do you really plan to choose that bear child directly?
"Could he overthrow the ancestral system since Renwu? Doesn't he remember the old story of Jianwen?"

Cao Zhenyong narrowed his eyes and sighed:
"His Royal Highness, Jianwen's old affairs should be spoken carefully, where do you put yourself?
"Your Majesty's thoughts, at most, are nothing more than 'good saints'."

Zhu Jianfeng immediately reacted, "Good sage grandson" refers to Xuanzong, the emperor of Xuande, Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji's grandfather, Ming Chengzu Yongle Emperor Zhu Di, commented on his eldest grandson, Zhu Zhanji, with the words "good saint grandson".

So many people later believed that it was the good sage grandson Zhu Zhanji who won the favor of his grandfather Zhu Di and helped his father Zhu Gaochi to keep the throne.

The current lineage of the Ming emperors happens to be the descendants of Zhu Zhanji.

This made Zhu Jianfeng even more irritable, and the pressure accumulated in his heart for a long time broke out completely, so that some incoherent gaffes:

"This is not in line with the ancestral system! The second brother is already 45 years old!
"The ancestors after the ancestors, the oldest one was only 38 years old.

"The other ancestors were all between 28 and 32 years old, how could the father choose the 45-year-old second brother!

"The key is, what ability does the second brother have? How can he compare to this king!"

Cao Zhenyong smiled bitterly and shook his head lightly:
"His Royal Highness, in fact, there is no such ancestral system you mentioned, those are just conventions.

"The key point is that Emperor Shizu said that as long as the ancestral system is beneficial to the country, society, and national interests, all ancestral systems can be changed.

"Even if there is a real ancestral system, His Majesty can bring out this holy word and modify it.

"Your Second Highness's ability may not be particularly good compared to yours, but after all, he has completely passed all the tests and training.

"The most important reason is that the Second Highness has a good son, which completely captured His Majesty's mind."

Zhu Jianfeng was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Cao Zhenyong and said loudly:

"Cao Junji, what should I do now? Do I want to go to Xiyang Cape?"

Facing Zhu Jianfeng's final soul torture, Cao Zhenyong closed his eyes and considered for a few seconds.

In the end, there was no... and it was impossible for Zhu Jianfeng to make a decision. Instead, he told all the circumstances and let Zhu Jianfeng decide for himself:
"If Your Highness follows His Majesty's request and goes to the Western Cape to do errands, he should not be treated specially in the future, and he should be no different from other princes.

"If Your Highness refuses to go, it will be against the decree, that is, it will completely give up the normal means.

"And then, needless to say, if you lose... the lesser ones will be deprived of the title, and the more severe ones will be banned for life...

"Your Majesty has given you ten days in advance, and directly gave you an errand. If nothing is imminent, he will directly support you on the road.

"This is not only a time for you to choose and prepare, but also a fearless calm and domineering, Your Majesty may want to see what you can do.

"Your Highness can think about it for yourself. If you don't go to the Western Cape, you can be somewhat confident..."

Listening to these simple situations, Zhu Jianfeng didn't think much about it at all, and sat back to his seat weakly:

"I'm not sure at all..."

The Ming Dynasty after the Renwu Dynasty has gradually transformed into a modern country, no longer a dynasty in the classical era.

Normal official duties will no longer be done by people. Unless there are special circumstances, positions will not be established by people. Instead, the scope of duties and responsibilities will be determined first, and then personnel will be assigned to work.

Although the princes and clans may hold various official positions, they are all parts that are stuffed into the state machinery, and they have no ability to transcend the rules and powers.

They usually do not have the opportunity, nor is it necessary at all, to develop the ministers of the court as their own affairs team.

Ministers usually do not accept this kind of development, and most of them will not take the initiative to join a certain prince as their "lord" in advance as in ancient times.

Because these princes have to work in the local area for more than ten years like ordinary officials before ascending the throne.

It is impossible to directly repay those courtiers who want to serve them directly, and it is impossible to run a party and a group of subordinates with a monarch-subject affiliation centered on itself.

Before they became emperors, they could have subordinates or allies who depended on each other, but it was difficult to have ministers who repaid their lives.

After becoming the heir, he will soon be enthroned, so there is no need for an official to join him.

(End of this chapter)