The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Emperor Nima's imperial decree didn't mention this matter at all.

It only said the number of representatives of each class, but it didn't say that everyone has one vote, and everyone has an equal right to speak.

In this way, in case the third-level meeting is held, the emperor cheats and says that the gentry will get ten votes, and the merchants and peasants are still playing a fart?

This time, Jack Ma felt very depressed.

Paralyzed, Lao Tzu is a shrewd businessman, but he was cheated by the emperor...

How to do?

The emperor's imperial decree, golden words, can't be changed.

However, thanks to Yan Song reminding himself, there is still time to find a way.

Jack Ma immediately approached the big businessmen and began to discuss countermeasures, how to completely show the prestige of the businessmen in the first martial arts conference, ah bah, the third-level meeting, overwhelming the royal family and nobles who used to be invincible, and become famous!

Coincidentally, at this time, the royal family, bureaucrats, landlords, and scholars all over the world received the emperor's imperial decree, and they were all blown away...

"What? The emperor agreed to the businessman's request, what kind of meeting will be held?"

"Each class has a quota? We only have 35 seats in the royal family?"

"Isn't this the biggest joke in the world? How can we dignified scholars stand in the same meeting with prostitutes and debate with each other? This makes us humble!"

"Disgraceful! No! Absolutely no!"

"The Master said, those who labor with their minds govern others, and those who labor with their strength govern others! It is only right and proper for us scholars to be officials and rule!"

These people have said, no, I can't stand this grievance...

They wrote to the emperor one after another, asking the emperor to repent and abolish the three-level meeting...

Jiajing was in the palace at this time, and he was also very depressed. Seeing these people write letters, he vomited blood even more.

Your sister, do you think I am willing?

I was also forced by a businessman here, ah bah, was it forced by money?

If you can't pay off the debt, can't pay the military salary, and can't pay the wages, will you give me money?

One by one, standing and talking without back pain!

He immediately returned these petitions and told them clearly: "My imperial decree has been issued to the world, and the golden rule cannot be changed. It is true to elect representatives immediately and plan the third-level meeting well!"

In addition, Jiajing immediately summoned more than a dozen princes to Beijing to discuss the three-level meeting.He also convened hundreds of Confucian scholars, celebrities, gentry, official officials, and important court officials to discuss the election of representatives.

That's right, the emperor is also going to form a clique, ready to be the leader and take the lead, and personally go to the streets to kill people.

But the problem is that there are only 35 seats for the royal family and noble families. Who will be these representatives has become the focus of everyone's arguing.

The princes are arrogant and domineering, of course they don't want to drop their prices, they can't even be a representative...

Although having to sit face-to-face with copper-smelling merchants, mud-legged farmers, and prostitutes to discuss state affairs makes the princes feel very cheap, but on the other hand, if they don’t even have the qualification to meet face-to-face, wouldn’t the princes even lose their price?

Therefore, these dozen or so princes did their part and occupied more than a dozen seats.

Jiajing is still rejoicing, thanks to Li Zicheng's rebellion (has it?), killing dozens of princes in one go, otherwise the current 35 places, even the princes are not enough...

The remaining 20 places were handed over to Yan Song for distribution.

Yan Song 囧: ".々..."

I'm the kite that penetrates into the enemy's interior, haha...

However, since the power has been handed over to him, Yan Song will certainly not be polite.

He first counted all the cabinet elders as representatives.

Then, the six ministers also became representatives.

By the way, at this time, the elders of the cabinet and the six ministers were basically replaced by Yan Song's own people. They were either the strict party on the surface, or the confidants who secretly attached themselves. Anyway, the boss of the Yan cabinet is in control, hehe...

In this way, in fact, on the surface, he is a representative loyal to the emperor, but Yan Song has already grasped more than a dozen votes...

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Chapter 2014 Landlords burst into tears again [5]

For the rest of the seats, Yan Song didn't go too far. He chose some people from the erudite Confucian scholars, censor officials, landlords and gentry, but there are only 8 seats. These people's right to speak is pitifully small...

Landlords in the world, when they heard about this, they were all so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.

Affection for our dignified landlords and scholars, only 8 votes in total?

Is this appropriate?

In this way, we still play with a hammer?

It's better to go home and wash up early and go to bed.

They approached Yan Song one after another and asked for more places.

Yan Song said righteously: "Although your status is noble, are you comparable to the princes?"

Landlords are confused...

This, really dare not compare.