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Zhu Houzhao's current feeling is fluttering.

Liu Jian and the others' expressions of choking on made him very useful.

Using a democratic way to express dictatorship is what a cool word can describe. Zhu Houzhao understands very well that except for a few ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, most of the others have never tasted such a refreshing taste again.

And wearing the cloak of democracy and engaging in dictatorial underwear, such a thing will not appear in the territory of China in the next 500 years, not to mention 500 years ago.

And the occasional one was quickly crushed in the tide of the people's war.

Liu Jian is still very sincere compared to modern people, because it was a unanimous vote, he did not continue to insist, and closed his mouth very wisely.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and returned to the dragon case and sat down: "Ladies and gentlemen, the will of heaven is like this, in the end, the national policy still needs me to adjudicate, and I am determined to implement the open source policy, do you still have any objections?" ”

Since this is the case with Heaven's will, naturally none of His Highness's ministers spoke again. So that there was a very strange scene, and the officials who had obviously voted for open source before were not so happy at this time.

For a while, the mood of the officials above the court was very low.

But Zhu Houzhao didn't understand where the root of this depression was, which made his heart feel a lot less happy.

No matter who it is, as long as it is their decision to be denied by others, I am afraid that it will not be good, especially being collectively denied by hundreds of people, it is enough to be sad and heartbreaking.

It's like being a human being, it's best not to show others what you like, if you have to do it, then please bring a knife.

Zhu Houzhao is in such a mood now. And even though his mood fluctuated from cool to unhappy, he still maintained enough smiles.

After all, whether it is the implementation of the open source scheme that is supported by nature, or the forced implementation of the open source scheme by providence, all in all, it is enough to make Zhu Houzhao happy.

"The emperor, said that he still thinks that this matter should be considered in the long run, and the world will be shaken as soon as the reform decree comes out, at this time, the northern Tatars have just been purged, and the people's livelihood in several provinces is withering, I am afraid that there is a big problem!" A petty official who didn't know where the matter came out of class said.

Zhu Houzhao has no impression of this person, there are many yamen in the entire capital, and there are countless sesame officials of all sizes, who are small and hold great power, and who are big but only control the Qingshui Yamen, he really can't figure it out.

This is his disadvantage, the people under his command do not know, and it is simply unforgivable for an emperor. Because it is common for any emperor, as long as it is a Ming monarch, the officials above the sixth rank under his command are familiar with the resume.

For example, Tang Taizong Li Shimin, Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin.

"What's your name, serving in that yamen?" Zhu Houzhao asked with a smile.

"The minister, the pedestrian, the pedestrian, Yan Song." The petty official is neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhu Houzhao's heart shook slightly. Yan Song? He really didn't expect such a person to appear under his hands.

As soon as anyone hears about Yan Song, they will immediately think of Qin Hui's sharp white face, the representative of the traitorous ministers. Zhu Houzhao is no exception.

So when this little pedestrian said that he was Yan Song, Zhu Houzhao's first reaction was to be in a groove! Then he gave him a few hard looks.

Yan Song's impression in the history books is that he is a model of civil officials who is even more disgusting than Zhang Cai, Jiao Fang and others, and he plays an even more outrageous role as a harlequin than Liu Jin in the entire history of the Ming Dynasty.

But Yan Song at this time really impressed Zhu Houzhao. In terms of appearance, the eyes are big-eyed, lying on the silkworm eyebrows, the chest is hanging and the beard is long, and the bearing is extraordinary.

Of course, this is just a matter of knowing people. But just from this time, everyone dared not speak, but he jumped out to express his opinions under Zhu Houzhao's obscenity, and even knew that there was a high probability of death, and his bravery simply subverted Zhu Houzhao's view of history.

Zhu Houzhao glanced at him deeply, and his tone became calm: "Yan Song? Pedestrian? How many products of the official? When will you have your part in speaking at this court? ”

Yan Song said proudly: "The minister is an eight-rank official!" ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "The petty official of the eighth grade, you can smash one to death if you throw a quick brick in the capital, and none of you have spoken, where did you get so much courage to oppose the will of heaven?" ”

Yan Song glanced contemptuously at the surrounding officials who were either silent or looked at him in surprise, and snorted: "The adults don't say anything, the villain should say it!" ”

Lying in a big groove, Zhu Houzhao immediately raised grievances for the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs. Hehe, adults don't say anything, villains should say it. I'm afraid that in your Yan Song's heart, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are villains, and you are the only adult!

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are all villains, so I, the boss, have not become the head of the villain, the king of the villain?

Zhu Houzhao pointed to the dog outside and said, "Did you see that dog?" Bang! My head exploded because it barked at me twice in the morning for no reason! ”

Yan Song was not afraid, and said in a loud voice, "Although you are the emperor of the Ming Kingdom, you have a golden mouth, but your words and deeds are related to the life and death of thousands of people. ”

Zhu Houzhao looked at the expression of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military who swallowed flies. There are many people who are ashamed, but there is no one who speaks out. There were many more emotions in my heart crying and laughing than Fang Cai, and I couldn't come up with any good way for a while.

When there was a smooth road ahead, such a stinky and hard stone egg suddenly appeared, and it was false to say that it was not disgusting.

Besides, with Yan Song's notoriety for 10,000 years, Zhu Houzhao's words that doubled his bones would naturally be used as a means for him to sell his reputation.

But how to solve it and kick away this stone, Zhu Houzhao couldn't think of any good ideas for a while.

Beat up and tow away? Zhu Houzhao has not beaten the minister for a long time.

Killed? Kill the courtiers for no reason, especially the outspoken courtiers, tsk, I'm afraid that the loyalty of the Shilin piece will be doubled if you want to accept it.

Besides, how to have a good relationship with Shilin has always been a headache for Zhu Houzhao, from beating the prisoners of the country and beating the old teeth of the wine of the Guozi prisoner has made his reputation in Shilin to the extreme.

However, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, Yan Song, the wicked man who suddenly jumped out to Zhu Houzhao, finally appeared a capable person who could solve him, and the idea of the capable person made Zhu Houzhao's mouth grin to his ears as soon as he heard it.

The wicked person who can grind Yan Song is naturally Liu Jin, the palm print of the celebrant who has been watching coldly immediately rubbed into Zhu Houzhao's ears and came up with an idea.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and pointed at Yan Songyan and said, "I understand your thoughts, but I just want to be a bird of the head and have a good reputation." Therefore, I am kindly fulfilled with you. The edict, the pedestrian department and the pedestrian Yan Song, outspoken, I am very happy, and Yan Song is specially promoted to the four-grade official, specializing in supervising the world's tax innovation! ”

Yan Song was dumbfounded, from eight to four grades, the rhythm of soaring on weekdays, and the promotion of officials was too simple. His steps staggered suddenly, and his face turned a tragic red.

"Your Majesty, such a monarch would rather die than obey!"

(To be continued.) )