My clinic is familiar with ancient times, Zhu Biao came to seek medical treatment

The officials of the Donglin Party who could not speak were whispering in the back, imagining the future.

The officials who could speak were responsible for refuting the emperor's reforms in a high-sounding manner.

"Your Majesty, Rong Bing, the maritime ban was the ancestral system set by the Taizu. Wuzong once tried to open the sea, so his evaluation in history books is so low. You are the direct descendant of Shizong, how can you choose the bad ones and follow them?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, if the Taizu knew your thoughts, he would be very angry and denounce you as an unfilial descendant."

"Baochao was completely abolished during the Jiajing period, and the people were terrified when talking about it. Even if you have realized a new economic way, Baochao can no longer be issued, otherwise the Ming Dynasty, which is already troubled by internal and external troubles, will be in trouble. There is a danger of overthrow. "

"Your Majesty, it is better to be still than to move. Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. Your Majesty is still young. You should cultivate your character and don't be too eager for success."

"As a neighbor of the Ming Dynasty, the Wa Nu Kingdom has diplomatic relations with many countries. If we rashly attack them just for our own enrichment, how will others view our Ming Dynasty? The good reputation that Emperor Chengzu sent Zheng He to establish will be completely ruined!"

"......."

If it were usual, Zhu Youxiao would definitely be very angry when being criticized by the ministers.

But today he was not angry at all.

He even wanted to laugh.

It feels so good to have the support of the adults at home!

Zhu Youxiao took the medicine bowl and drank a mouthful of the medicine with a bit of bad taste. He deliberately asked: "Since you said that the maritime ban is the ancestral system, why don't you recognize the treasure notes issued by the great ancestor?

Since you think that the seven voyages to the West without fighting can earn a good reputation for the Ming Dynasty, and attacking the Japanese will make the Ming Dynasty infamous, why don't you suggest that I send people to continue to go to the West?

Why do I feel that whether the ancestral system set by the Taizu and Chengzu can be followed in your place depends on whether you want to follow it?

Do you think that you are more powerful than the Taizu and Chengzu, and I can only listen to you in everything?"

The Qingliu ministers really thought so.

But this can't be said openly.

After looking at each other, they all started to make trouble.

"Your Majesty, this is a heart-piercing statement. If I don't die to make my will clear, how can I face the previous emperors of the Ming Dynasty in the future!"

"We scholars naturally know the thoughts of Taizu and Taizong best. Why do you say this, Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty, you are confused. How can you guess our loyal ministers like this?"

"Right now, the Jin Kingdom in the northeast is eyeing us covetously. The people in the Ming Dynasty are full of resentment and uprisings are constant. There are also natural disasters and poor harvests. Your Majesty does not think about the strategy of governing the country, but wants to do these things that will destroy the country. Oh my God, Taizu Chengzu, you should open your eyes and take a look."

Old Zhu himself was an emperor who hated civil servants.

First, because he was born in a bad family and had little culture, he always felt that these civil servants looked down on him.

Second, because the officials in the pre-Yuan Dynasty were too bastards, directly or indirectly harmed their family, and forced him to rebel.

Even so, he was still refreshed by the civil servants in the late Ming Dynasty.

These guys are even more hateful than what Houzhao and Zhu Houcong said!

The four words "high-sounding" were really interpreted by them vividly.

"We are watching." Old Zhu was furious and simply walked out from behind the pillar.

At first, the officials were wondering which colleague was so rude.

When they saw his appearance clearly, they were all stunned.

This old prince in dragon robe looked a little familiar.

It seemed that I had seen him somewhere.

A young official was eager to make a contribution and took the initiative to act as a vanguard: "Prince, who are you? According to the legacy left by Emperor Taizu, the princes are not allowed to return to Beijing at will without an imperial edict, but why don't I remember that the court issued an imperial edict to let you return to Beijing?"

Another official stood up and said, "That is to say, do you want to Fengtian Jingnan?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was even more annoyed.

You dare to ignore even the princes?

Are our descendants going to be squeezed by you like this?

No wonder during the reign of Jianwen, our little Twelve Society members could not stand the humiliation of you civil officials and burned themselves to death!

"Mao Xiang, where have you been?" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted, staring at the two officials who were talking.

Mao Xiang led a team of Jinyiwei to rush in.

"Your Majesty."

"Kill."

Mao Xiang said "yes", picked up his knife and killed the two officials who were talking.

Several officials could not bear it and accused him.

Mao Xiang did not even ask Zhu Yuanzhang's opinion, and waved his knife to kill them.

When he came back, Mao Xiang also chopped off two officials who had not spoken from beginning to end.

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood when he saw this.

"Yes, this is the Jinyiwei."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang took out a booklet from his sleeve and pointed out the officials who had spoken rudely at the beginning one by one: "Let them reunite with their nine clans in the underground."

Mao Xiang took the order and waved his hand.

Several Jinyiwei rushed up immediately and killed the people first.

Then they randomly pulled over a few officials, asked the names of the dead officials, and went to find their nine clans according to the list.

The remaining officials looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang took the knife from Mao Xiang and walked towards the dragon throne.

He killed all the officials who could reach him when he passed by, and did not let any of them go.

So the officials retreated one after another.

Old Zhu then began to move around like a snake.

After hacking and killing more than a dozen officials in a row, Old Zhu sat on the dragon throne and threw the knife on the dragon table with a "pop" sound.

The officials were frightened.

Some of them even wet their pants.

"Boy, we just killed people casually. Is it possible that we killed good people by mistake?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiao handed Zhu Yuanzhang a cup of tea: "Grandpa Taizu, you are joking. In the Tianqi Dynasty, if you kill nine out of ten officials, you may miss one who deserves to die."

"Then we are relieved."

"Our Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang is here. Come on, who wants to talk to us about the ancestral system?" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered after taking a sip of tea.

The officials remained silent.

But there was a storm in their hearts.

Is this man Grandpa Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang?

How did he come alive?

Why do I think he looks familiar?

He is clearly not much different from the portrait in the Taimiao, but younger.

What's wrong with these people in the old Zhu family?

No matter how our civil servants choose, the emperors they choose are gifted.

Now they are playing the dead resurrection trick?

Cultivating immortals?

"Why don't you talk? Weren't you quite talkative just now?" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered and continued to ask.

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang threw the knife in his hand, stabbing the official who said that scholars understood Taizu and Taizong's thoughts best.

'Puff.'

Another one dead.

Mao Xiang stepped forward to take back his knife, and killed the two officials who were close to him.

Zhu Youxiao laughed out loud.

Pah, he deserved it!