On the day of his sixty-fifth birthday, Tyrant Zhao held a feast in his own house.

It was not only the cabinet ministers who received the invitation, but also the protégés of the six ministries and the former of the violent Zhao who received the invitation.

The dignified cabinet chief assistant has a big birthday, which one dares not to give this face? Even if there is something that can't be present, the etiquette must always be in place, which can be regarded as a kind of grandiose bribery in ancient times.

Some colleagues are still wondering, why did the low-key tyrant suddenly remember to have a big birthday?

After serving in the cabinet for four years, this is the first time that he has given himself a birthday.

Only Yu Xin, who is also a cabinet minister, and others know that Tyrant Zhao is arranging 'afterlife', and in a few days it will be the Winter Moon Meeting, and Tyrant Zhao will give a speech on that day, and bid farewell to the court of the Ming Dynasty, and also bid farewell to his first and auxiliary thrones, and return to his hometown to enjoy his old age.

This time, the real thing to talk about is gone.

Countless dignitaries and dignitaries wearing official robes or wearing Su Jin will come to the door one after another with gifts in their hands, put down the gifts on the platform outside the main hall, and say a few words to the housekeeper who is responsible for greeting them.

Where is the main hall that ordinary people can enter, except for the six ministries of the department, the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, and the official body of the Dali Temple, which is worthy of entering the main hall to talk to Tyrant Zhao, at most when the night feast, Tyrant Zhao went to the side hall to show his face, and the big guy said two beautiful words, and said a few auspicious words.

In the main hall of the Tyrant Zhao Mansion, no matter how good it is, it is inevitable to talk about some things in the political court, and it is not their turn to listen to these low-grade officials.

"I wish the old man of the Storm Pavilion a great birthday, and may the old man of the Pavilion be as blessed as the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and his longevity will be better than the old pine of Nanshan."

Tyrant Zhao had been drinking tea in the main hall, waiting for the first court official to enter the main hall, and when he heard the sound, he raised his eyelids, and suddenly felt like he had eaten a fly in his heart.

The first one turned out to be Yang Shiqi!

As soon as he saw Yang Shiqi, Storm Zhao felt a diaphragm in his heart, but his face was not good, and he stood up and took two steps forward: "Haha, Shiqi is here, please take a seat." ”

Yang Shiqi first bowed his hand in a proper manner, and then fell to the first position of the right hand under the lead of the tyrannical Zhao, and the left hand position was naturally reserved for Yu Xin.

"Yu saw that although the elder pavilion is sixty years old, but still so radiant is happy in my heart, the elder pavilion is the pillar of my Ming Dynasty, the golden beam of the sea, I really hope that the elder pavilion can always maintain Kangtai, so that I can continue to escort my Ming Sheji."

The scene is beautiful, even if the two disagree on politics, the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, the violent Zhao also made Yang Shiqi's face happy when he said these words, and he was busy waving his hands and humbling himself.

"Shiqi is too famous, in the end, he can't sit still, the weight of Mount Tai in the future still depends on the hard work of your colleagues."

The two of them pretended to be polite, and after a while, there were more and more court officials who were able to enter the main hall, and after a while, the hall was full of Deng, and those who came in later had to move some stools by the subordinates, and temporarily sat in the high positions on both sides to listen.

"The old man has already set up a dinner, colleagues and drink some tea first, wait for a while, and wait for the backyard to prepare food and wine, and then go with the old man."

The big guys all said in a loud voice: "It's old to bother the pavilion." ”

"I invite you to come today, one is because of the old man's birthday, so I cheekily invite you to come and drink, and the other is that the old man is very old, and there are some things that I want to entrust."

Hearing that Tyrant Zhao used the word entrustment, the lobby fell silent, and no one said anything more, they all calmed down, waiting for Tyrant Zhao's next words.

"If there is no more day, it will be the great court meeting of the winter moon, and the old man has decided to give a farewell to His Majesty on that day to return to his hometown."

Zhaozhao's words immediately caused an uproar in the lobby.

Tyrant Zhao is the first assistant of the cabinet, he actually wants to be a minister!

Do you know how many people want to sit in your position, and they don't know how to cherish it!

Several of the servants of the six departments secretly gave a thumbs up in their hearts, looking at the people's violent publicity, the dignified cabinet chief assistant, and they actually wanted to be a minister? If Lao Tzu sits as the first assistant of the cabinet, he must die of old age in office to be happy, so that his life will not be in vain.

"State affairs are cumbersome, and the country and society are inseparable from the elders."

Mao Tai, the secretary of the ministry, persuaded: "I still hope that the elder of the pavilion will think more and consider carefully, the center cannot be separated from the elder of the pavilion, and the place cannot be separated from the elder of the pavilion." ”

Mao Tai is reminding Tyrant Zhao again, the big guys are all messing with you, and some of them haven't settled down yet, so it's too unrighteous for you to pat your ass and leave now, so it's good to work for a few more years, and it's good to help some little brothers get on the horse and give them a ride.

"Old, old."

Tyranny pretended not to understand, and waved his hand in a tired state: "Although the old man has only been in the position of the first assistant for four years, he often has energy exhaustion so that he always has a sense of incompetence. ”

The emperor has too many moths, and Lao Tzu can't serve them, so I don't do it, don't look for me if you have complaints, and don't look for me in the future.

Everyone persuaded a few more words but did not persuade, and they knew in their hearts that Tyrant Zhao had made up their minds, so they didn't say much, they all fell silent, and they calculated and estimated in their hearts.

As soon as Storm Zhao leaves, who will take over?

In the main hall, these dozens of eyes moved back and forth on Yu Xin and Yang Shiqi.

"It's okay to retreat, except for Your Majesty, no one can see through the future, but I envy the elder of the pavilion for being able to retreat bravely."

At this time, Yu Xin suddenly opened his mouth, but except for the four members of the cabinet, the others did not understand anything.

The emperor is engaged in the newspaper bureau, except for Fang Xiaoru, the four ministers can't understand, which of the other three is not a human spirit? When I went back to the house, I couldn't help but admire the emperor's hand, the emperor's struggle for power in the past, the left and right were nothing more than the balance of the court, seizing power from top to bottom, and reporting the bureau was from the bottom to the top!

Control the trend of public opinion at the bottom, control the hearts of the people, promise a bright future, take profit as the trend, and you can overturn the position of the minister in the court in an instant, looking at the emperor's posture, I am afraid that there will be big things to happen in the future.

And Yang Shiqi understands more clearly than they do.

Newspapers and periodicals are only carriers of ideas, and they themselves are not of much practical use to the imperial court and localities, and the left and right are nothing more than to control academic ideas and guide the concept of governing the country, and what is really important is the Taiwan students who are grasped by the emperor with both hands.

Leave a group of old Confucianism to fight in the press, collide and fuse to produce new ideas, and then Taiwan will prove in practice that this is the most brilliant place for the emperor.

Use theory to promote practice, and then use practice to verify theory in turn, and the two parties work together to find the best way to govern the country, so that is the best choice for the country, if there is no theory to go through practice, even if the slogan is loud, the emperor can not rashly take these young students to replace the position of the courtiers to govern the country, and there is no propaganda channel for practice, there is no way for the world to see the results, and naturally it cannot convince others, and it is impossible to call on everyone to learn.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, the emperor is old and has a lot of enthusiasm for the country, and he will not retreat bravely if he does not rush to the rapids, and he will not end well at sunset.

A few more people chatted a few more words, and someone from the backyard rushed to report the news.

"Pavilion Elder, the banquet is ready, please move to the back hall with all the adults."

The big guys all got up with Storm Zhao, and walked to the backyard with a smile, Storm Zhao took Yu Xin's arm, and the two had the heart to say a few words, then they saw the housekeeper come over, and whispered a few times in Storm Zhao's ear.

"Dunben will go first, and the old man will deal with some trivial matters at home."

Storm Zhao smiled, greeted, turned around and hurriedly opened the envelope, and at a glance, his face was as black as ink.

"Daring!"

"Master, what should I do?"

The housekeeper was also worried, thinking that this matter was too outrageous.

Back to the fart!

Tyranny scolded in his heart, and then his face remained the same as before, and there was no longer the slightest clue.

"Give this letter to the General Administration Department and send it to Ouchi!"

The housekeeper was taken aback, this matter is a big matter, give it to the emperor?

A smile hung on the corner of Storm Zhao's mouth, but he didn't explain much, and turned around to go to the banquet for his birthday.

Lao Tzu is a person who is about to retire, it's time to get off the boat and go ashore to rest, you can play by yourself!

For the sake of future generations, you can't go against the emperor, especially this emperor, who has more means than Taizu.

(I finally made up for the arrears, I am relieved, and I apologize to everyone, thank you for your Haihan.) ）