The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Jiang Zheng seemed a little irritable: "Then Prime Minister Xun said, who should be in charge of this country?"

"This……"

Xun Yue choked.

Who is in charge of this country?

Can I recommend myself?

He hesitated for a moment. As far as ability is concerned, he thought he had it. Since he became an official in the court, he had handled no less things than Jiang Zheng, and he was confident that he could handle everything well.

But the problem is that the civil servants in the barren country look more like the logistics of the army and the people.

Even though the ability of the civil service system has always been good, its status and prestige are far too weak compared to the military.

When the common people mention the military, they know that Lord Zhen Guo, General Shenwu, the Chief General of Xilongguan, and now there is even an extra "Mulan".

What about civil servants?

Prime Minister!

What is the prime minister's last name?

It seems that the surname is Gou!

anything else?

Gone.

Even the six books may not be as well-known as Qin Zhili, who opened a bookstore and sold books at low prices to ordinary people.

If the deserted country can develop stably for decades, the status of civil servants will definitely improve a lot.

But obviously.

The main theme of the barren country before was war, and the main theme of the future will still be war.

If a civil servant sits on the position of supervisor of the country, who will obey?

No matter how high your ability is, if you have no prestige, if everyone refuses to accept you, you will be blind for nothing.

Jiang Zheng's meaning was obvious.

No one knows whether Duke Zhen is capable of taking the position of supervisor.

But he was the only one eligible to sit.

None of the others can convince the crowd.

Once there is a disagreement in the court, the people in charge of the country cannot even have the prestige to make a final decision.

Jiang Zheng looked at Xun Yue: "Why don't you come and sit on the seat of supervisor Xun?"

Xun Yue's complexion changed, and he waved his hands again and again: "Old minister can't, old minister can't!"

After that, he returned to his seat directly.

The other civil servants choked when they saw it.

The prime minister has stopped cooking.

Let's not go up.

They all knew Jiang Zheng's temperament, and whoever suggested it later must always say "you can sit down if you want", a word can shut everyone's mouths.

The current situation seems to be a sign of failure.

Can't afford it!

Can't afford it!

But they are a little curious.

Although the relationship between the two is really very close, there is no need to be so close, right?

The current prestige of Duke Zhen is already close to that of the emperor, and now you let him supervise the country.

Is brotherhood really the most important thing?

Everyone thought it was impossible, even though Jiang Zheng had always been a meritocracy.

And what happened in Kyoto some time ago, and...

A subtle thought arose in everyone's mind, that is, there might be something ulterior motives about the matter of supervising the country this time.

So, what's the point?

They seem to be able to guess some.

But I dare not think deeply.

Jiang Zheng said earnestly: "Dingbian, the barren country has tens of millions of people, and now you are the only one who can help me. Are you... willing to help me?"

For a moment, the Hall of Supreme Harmony, where the celebration banquet was held, fell into silence.

Looking at his sincerity, Zhao Ding knew that today, this matter could not be shirked anyway, nor could it be shirked.

After being silent for a long time, he finally nodded his head: "The old minister will definitely do his best and live up to the entrustment of the emperor!"

Then, he looked at all the civil and military officials: "Zhao is not good at political affairs. In the days to come, I ask all my colleagues to help me!"

This……

It's a naked conspiracy.

As long as Jiang Zheng proposes, he has no way to refuse.

So he also knew that it was almost an inevitable result for the two brothers to come to this point.

Nothing else can be done.

Then there is.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing that Zhao Dingbian agreed, Jiang Zheng finally burst out laughing with relief, poured two glasses of wine on the spot, walked down from the high position, and solemnly handed one of the glasses to Zhao Dingbian.

"Dingbian! In the past, when you and I were still young, you were able to watch over and help each other. When I was seriously ill, you were able to manage the logistics. When you were seriously injured, I could afford armor. This is how Dahuang's foundation is laid. When you are young, you can do it. Why can't you be old? Which of us brothers has served the old? Come! Let's drink this cup!"