hotmtlnovel Chapter 482 Sword Holder
Chapter 482 Sword Holder
Chapter 482 Sword Holder
The emperor threw two thunderbolts in succession, which stunned all the ministers.
Especially the reform of the official system proposed by the emperor turned the entire Fengtian Palace into a boiling hot oil cauldron, so that Cai Ke, who was still standing in the palace, could not hear what the emperor said in the end.
There was another quite old censor who stood up and bowed meticulously...
"Your Majesty, please think twice. I have no doubt about Marquis Yongfeng's talent and character. However, Marquis Yongfeng is only fourteen years old. Whether it is taxation, weapons workshop or shipping business, everything is of great importance."
Jia Cong was not very familiar with this old censor. He only knew that his name was Qiao Jin. He was transferred from Yunnan to the capital this autumn. He was an upright old man with excellent official reputation and good ability.
I saw Qiao Jin cupping his hand towards Jia Cong and continued: "I believe that the emperor should not give excessive power to his ministers based on his personal preferences. You should know that the king of the Han Dynasty was also loyal to the Han court before he usurped power..."
hiss~
Cai Ke thought he was brave enough to give Jia Cong eye drops in front of the Jia family.
But compared to this one, it pales into insignificance.
Wang Mang has come out. Does the next sentence mean that the Jia family is too powerful and the emperor should reduce its power to prevent his officials from becoming powerful?
While Qiao Jin was talking, the noise caused by the reform of the official system in the main hall had long since disappeared, and everyone's eyes were constantly wandering on the emperor and the Jia family.
The emperor had already learned to keep his emotions and anger hidden. Some of Jia Zheng, Jia Lian and other members of the Jia family showed anger, while others frowned solemnly. Only Jia Cong didn't care. Instead, he stared in surprise at the man who was talking about Wang Mang and Cao Cao. Qiao Jin.
"Your Majesty trusts Marquis Yongfeng, and Marquis Yongfeng deserves your Majesty's trust. However, I believe that if Your Majesty wants the good story of the monarch and his subjects to be passed down through the ages, you should not give Marquis Yongfeng too much power. It is easier to consolidate power into one person. Arouse people’s selfish desires.”
At the end of his speech, Qiao Jin turned his eyes to Jia Cong again and said, "Marquis Yongfeng, do you think what the official said is right?"
Snap, snap, snap...
Not only did Jia Cong not look angry at all, but he clapped his hands and nodded with a smile.
"What Qiao Yushi said is so right. Really, I think so too."
Ga?
Cai Ke, who had caused all this, felt as if his brain had disappeared, and he was completely unable to understand what was happening in Fengtian Palace at this time.
Jia Cong walked out of the queue and walked towards the old censor standing in the palace. On the way, he "accidentally" stepped on Cai Ke who was blocking his way.
When many people were worried that Jia Cong would go crazy, Jia Cong walked up to Qiao Jin and bowed.
"I have heard for a long time that Yushi Qiao is selfless and outspoken, and today he is truly worthy of his reputation. I feel that what Yushi Qiao said is so right. If a minister holds great power but no one supervises and restricts it, it is easy for him to develop unspeakable desires. so……"
Seeing Qiao Jin's surprised eyes, Jia Cong turned around and bowed to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to appoint Censor Qiao Jin as my deputy. With such an upright and mature man who dares to speak out and remonstrate, he is here. I don’t have to worry about myself being unable to control my desires anymore.”
"Yongfeng Hou, you... Your Majesty, I have no such intention..."
Before Qiao Jin could finish speaking, the emperor waved his hand to stop what he was going to say.
The emperor actually smiled and nodded: "Qiao Qing's character is indeed an excellent candidate. In this case, Qiao Jin listens..."
Qiao Jin was still in a daze, so Jia Cong reminded him in a low voice: "Sir, Your Majesty asked you to obey his will."
This was the great court of Fengtian Palace, and Qiao Jin still knew that at this time he could only kneel down to receive the order.
After Qiao Jin knelt down, the emperor issued an order.
"It is urgent to reform the official system, but the government cannot be delayed. Jia Cong, the Marquis of Yongfeng, opened the government office and took charge of many government affairs such as the government's finances, weapons research and development, warship construction, and the municipal shipping department. This matter does not need to be discussed again. However, Qiao Jin's advice is also These are mature and prudent words, so...Jin Qiao would like to serve as the censor of Zuo Qiandu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, assisting Jia Cong, Marquis of Yongfeng, in handling official affairs!"
The emperor threw out the third winter thunder of today's court meeting, and without giving the ministers a chance to respond, he ran away from the throne, leaving behind the hall full of confused ministers and the great eunuch who stood aside blankly. Xia Shouzhong.
Your Majesty, wait a minute, old slave!
Xia Shouzhong felt that everyone in the palace was about to explode, and immediately shook his fly whisk.
"Retreat!"
Jia Cong helped up the old censor Qiao Jin who was still kneeling on the ground, and said cheerfully: "Mr. Qiao, from now on we are both stirring the spoon in the same pot. Let's go, follow me to the Hou Mansion, and we will discuss it." Matters concerning the establishment of the Marquis Mansion."
The emperor ran away, and Jia Cong forced Qiao Jin to run away, leaving all the courtiers looking at each other in confusion.
What just happened?
It seems... it seems...
We were played by the emperor again!
"Your Majesty is like this again, I haven't raised any objection yet!"
"Reforming the official system is such a big matter. Your Majesty hastily decided on this matter without any court discussion. If something goes wrong, the country will be in danger!"
"I feel the same way. Just now I was about to go out to present the memorial, but I was interrupted by others. Originally, I wanted to wait until Dr. Cai finished talking about Marquis Yongfeng before I could remonstrate... Huh? Wait, Yong. Marquis Feng...hiss, I have different opinions on the matter of Marquis Yongfeng, but..."
Many people in the censorship circle suddenly realized a very serious problem. It seemed that the two matters thrown out by the emperor today should not have passed the court so easily.
What a joke, a fourteen-year-old young man actually has financial and military power in his hands. He also has the power to manufacture and allocate ordnance that should only be possessed by the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry. He also has the power to implement the New Deal. This is what he wants. Damn it!
The reform of the official system is already shocking enough. Seeing that a small court is about to appear in Daxia, how can the censors not make a fuss?
But why are they all inexplicably silent today?
Everyone was a little confused and couldn't figure out what happened to them today.
"I have no doubt about the ability and character of Marquis Yongfeng, but giving such great power to a minister is not in line with the ancestral system. Moreover, since Your Majesty has dismissed Marquis Yongfeng from the positions of Minister of War and Minister of Works, he has also ordered him to open a palace. The establishment of a government office indicates that His Majesty intends to return Marquis Yongfeng to the rank of military commander, so why do you give him so many powers that only civil servants like us have?"
"This...there is indeed this sign. The British Duke also has the right to open a government office, but he has never touched the power of civil servants. Marquis Yongfeng should be like this too!"
The censors gathered together, chattering and discussing their opinions.
At this time, he saw Xia Lingxing, the cabinet scholar, walking out slowly with his hands behind his back.
"You guys are still too naive!"
Xia Lingxing said quietly: "Your Majesty has indeed dismissed Jia Cong from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, and even the Ministry of Household Affairs that was just sealed today. But there is one official position that he has never given up... Think carefully about what the Minister of Rites represents!"
……
"Marquis Yongfeng, I don't understand!"
Qiao Jin hadn't recovered from the ebb and flow of the Fengtian Palace until he sat in the main hall of Yongfenghou Mansion.
What happened today was too magical! He was born in Juren. It took him thirty years to be promoted from the ninth-rank assistant officer in a county to the seventh-rank county magistrate. He was also recommended by the Duke of Guizhou to the capital to serve as the seventh-rank censor.
He was not even familiar with that small duty room yet, but because of a great court meeting, he was promoted several levels by the emperor, and he quickly became a fourth-rank imperial censor of Zuo Qiandu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Not to mention that, what puzzled him the most was that he was clearly on the opposite side of Jia Cong, and the person who handed him the Qingyun Ladder was actually the person involved, Jia Cong.
Jia Cong was busy flipping through drafts of official documents from the big box that the soldiers had just brought, muttering about the organization, personnel, etc.
"Ha! Found it!"
Jia Cong threw the remaining pile back into the box and raised a volume of documents in his hand.
He spread it out on the table and said to Qiao Jin: "Mr. Qiao, come and take a look to see if my idea is perfect?"
I didn't realize it, but I didn't realize it. Qiao Jin's attitude towards official affairs could really be called serious attention.
He came to the desk and looked at the roll of paper on it, and was attracted by the content on it at just one glance.
"The Development and Reform Commission of the Great Xia Dynasty...Scientific Research Department, Planning Department, Operations Department, Finance Department, Laws and Regulations Department, Supervision Department, Economic and Trade Department, Agriculture Department, Personnel Department..."
The paper on the desk is very large, and a large-scale yamen structure is outlined in different colors.
Qiao Jin naturally understands what these five words development and reform mean.
This should be the new yamen that Marquis Yongfeng wants to establish, but according to the organizational structure of this new yamen, the six central departments and five temples may not necessarily have a complete system on paper.
Marquis Yongfeng is quite ambitious!
Qiao Jin pointed to one of the areas that he didn't quite understand and asked doubtfully: "Junhou, what does this Scientific Research Department do?"
"Well, I used to be in charge of the Yiying Workshop of the Ministry of Industry. Mr. Qiao should know that, right? This Scientific Research Department is a new organization to be built on the basis of those workshops. The Scientific Research Department will be responsible for the research and development of the latest technology of the country. I Hou plans to invest huge sums of money to allow the craftsmen of the imperial dynasty to continuously introduce new products and develop more powerful weapons, more advanced agricultural tools, and even spaceships that can send people to the sky~"
Jia Cong is very confident in his idea. The master craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry are really ridiculously strong. He had drawn a few rough sketches before, and the group of science monsters came up with wooden handle grenades and the Daxia version of the "Katyusha" rocket launcher...
He felt that if he could draw an airplane, they could all make a biplane and fly into the sky.
Qiao Jin was not very proficient in this, but thinking about the firearms constantly updated by the Ministry of Industry and the huge warships docked at the harbor when he passed Quanzhou before, he could roughly guess what Jia Cong was thinking.
Marquis Yongfeng is indeed the most knowledgeable person in Daxia, no one can deny this.
However, this yamen construction plan is a bit too scary.
This is a small court, covering financial power, military power, legal power, and personnel power. The emperor does not really intend to let Marquis Yongfeng span the civil and military fields and cultivate a powerful minister.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jin's old habit relapsed.
He frowned and asked bluntly: "Your Majesty, I still can't figure it out. Your Majesty has given you to open a palace and build a government office. According to British public rules, the monarch should take over the Imperial Army of Great Xia in the future and become the number one military general." People. But according to the monarch’s ideas, there are many settings in it, which include most of the power of the six departments and five temples..."
Ok?
This time it was Jia Cong's turn to be confused. When would he become the number one military general in Daxia?
"Wait a minute, Mr. Qiao... let me slow down..."
Jia Cong thought for a moment and finally figured out why Qiao Jin had such doubts.
They were all pots thrown by the emperor and placed on his head.
In fact, the emperor never planned for Jia Cong to be the number one military general from the beginning. Jia Cong's future should be as a sword-wielding talent in Daxia.
Just like the old man Wei Qinghe who took over the cabinet in the crisis, he held the golden mace to assist the emperor, supervise the ministers, and keep the chariot of the dynasty moving forward steadily.
Otherwise, why would the emperor have wiped out all his official positions, leaving only the title of Minister of Rites?
Other official positions are just the icing on the cake, and the title of Minister of Rites was the foreshadowing that the emperor had laid out long ago.
Minister of Rites - Minister of Rites - Bachelor of the Cabinet - Chief Assistant of the Cabinet. This is the most orthodox way of promotion in the dynasty.
Jia Cong did not explain in detail to Qiao Jin, but he still revealed a little secret.
"It is true that I have a martial arts background, but I am not a candidate for the next British Duke. That person may be my second brother, or someone from the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, but it will definitely not be me."
Jia Cong grinned, pointed to the big orange cat on his official robe and said: "Look at this, Your Majesty has always said that I am the royal cat of Daxia, specially used to catch mice. So far, I only have the sixth rate of the East Palace. As well as part of the military power of Mr. Habayashi, there is not even a spare job in the Governor's Mansion. Instead, he has always been serving as the Minister of Rites. Mr. Qiao carefully thought about why. "
After Jia Cong's reminder, Qiao Jin suddenly realized.
This time he was even more shocked, because compared to the first military general, this news was more shocking.
"Your Majesty wants to train the prince to become another Duke Wen of Wei!"
……
The furnace in Huangji Hall was burning brightly, and the Grand Emperor was sitting leisurely on the recliner beside the furnace. His good grandson Liu Shuo was peeling oranges and chatting with the emperor.
"Just wait. If you escape today, you will not be able to escape tomorrow. When the people in the court come to their senses, even if you hide in Qinzheng Palace, they will flood you with memorials."
The emperor snatched the oranges that his son had just peeled, put them on another couch, and replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, my son has asked Hong'er to go to the Qinzheng Hall to approve the oranges. The imperial doctor from the Tai Hospital said that his son has been tired recently. It's too much, you should take a good rest. No matter how fierce the noise is outside, the wind can't blow it, Father..."
Liu Shuo's eyes widened. Father, are you really okay with cheating your son like this?
The corners of the saint's mouth twitched, and he felt sorry for his good grandson, and then glanced at his son.
"Forget it, you are the emperor, do whatever you want. But have you really thought clearly about Jia Cong? Do you really want to hand over the golden mace to him? I'm not saying that Jia Cong is not good, it's just his age. Is it too small to be observed there?"
Monthly ticket recommendation ticket
I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of this chapter)