The snow stopped for a day and began to fall again.

Yang Fan's resignation caused an uproar in the hall. Whether it is sincere or false, please Yang Zhuguo not to retreat bravely, and ask the new emperor to take back his life. In the Liaodong War, all the merits and rewards were awarded, and Sun Chuanting's status was suddenly promoted to the status of the minister of the humerus, and he was awarded the Guanglu doctor. As a general of Liaodong, he was also promoted to a knighthood.

Only, it is Yang Fan, in addition to leaving the false title of Shangzhu State, the Duke of Protector and Doctor Guanglu have all been cut off. It can be said that he is the biggest hero, and he does not rise but falls, which is a bit incredible. However, for some reason, after the dust settled, the civil and military generals of the Manchu Dynasty had an inexplicable sense of comfort in their hearts.

Yang Fan ascended to the high platform, and the new emperor Zhu Cihuan stood next to him and asked, "Why did Mr. leave?" "The two of them walked in the snow, creaking and creaking. It stands to reason that there should have been guards on the road, but the road was empty. Cao Huachun was even behind, Yang Fan was holding an umbrella, and the two innate realms were bodyguards, so naturally there was no danger.

The snow rustled on the surface of the umbrella, like nails hanging on a bluestone slab. Yang Fan's breath was long and soothing, "This country is holy to you, and the minister is just taking care of it for you, just like this snow, it is swept away, so what's the use of a broom?" The minister only has this little bit of planning, and he has exhausted his wisdom, in this case, it is better to leave as soon as possible in this position. ”

The little emperor's eyes were very bright, and he said: "If Mr. has no plans, then the people of this Manchu Dynasty will probably have to go home collectively." He giggled twice, his little feet limped in the snow. Cao Huachun walked far behind, staring blankly at the road the two walked in front of him.

He's not really stupid, so he looks humble. It's low-key.

"If there is anything you want to say, if you don't say it today. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to meet in the future, minister...... The grass people are also going back to Jinling. ”

The little emperor was silent for a moment. He looked up and asked, "Sir, you don't have to be like this, Daming is ...... because of you."

"No!" Yang Fan interrupted the little emperor's words for the first time and said, "Please allow me to interrupt you because of this Mr. Sheng. ”

The little emperor smiled and said, "Mr. is straightforward, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Whatever Mr. said today, Cihuan will remember in his heart. ”

Yang Fan looked at the drum tower in front of the shadow wall and said, "Holy Lord, can we climb the drum tower?" ”

"Nature."

"So Wei Chen is bold. Let you climb the drum tower once a day at the hour and the hour of the hour, can you insist? Yang Fan put away the umbrella and stepped into the corridor. The little emperor looked embarrassed, looked at the drum tower more than ten meters high, and asked, "Sir, is there anything exquisite?" ”

"How about going up on board?"

"Yes." The little emperor nodded, and walked up the drum tower with Yang Fan in a circle. Yang Fan said as he boarded: "As the old saying goes, the official of the Ming Lord, the prime minister must start from the state department." I remember that many ministers of the DPRK and China went to the people to visit the people in the past few months. One by one, they have returned to their original positions, and it is inappropriate to do so. ”

"What does the gentleman think? Since ancient times. Isn't that all the case? ”

"If you want to be the master, you can't follow the old system. The selection of the imperial examination is not fake. But whether they are competent is another matter. Therefore, the officials of the Ming lord were first screened into Beijing from the governors of the state department. That's the way to go. As for whether it is good or bad, it is up to the people of one side to decide. ”

"The people have the final say?" The little emperor had only climbed much before he was a little out of breath.

Yang Fan nodded and said: "This people, just like the water carrying the boat, the Ming court is like a big boat on the river, and the saint you are the helmsman of the bow, and the governor of each state is the helmsman, some people can follow the instructions of the saint and row hard in the direction you say, and some people are not right-minded, they always like to be lazy, and even row against the water, corrupt officials and corrupt officials are such people, but you are the one at the helm, you can't run under the bilge, right?" ”

The two climbed the drum tower, and the little emperor gasped, supported his knees, and nodded: "Mr. is right." "As the emperor, he may stay in the palace for the rest of his life, so naturally it is impossible for him to run around.

"But there are two types of people who can let you know which oarsman is good and which oarsman is a straw bale. The ministers will not sell you Guanzi, these two types of people are the people, and the other is your think tank, that is, the officials in Beijing. However, if these officials in the capital don't even know what an oar is and how to paddle, and they still talk about it in the court and give you blind ideas, not only fail to make the ship sail smoothly, but also bring interference to you as the helmsman, will this be what you want to see? ”

The growth of an emperor is his father and his teacher. The emperor who came out of Confucianism was naturally pedantic.

The little emperor eased up slightly, straightened his waist, and looked through the window, he could see the entire palace, and then in the distance, the scenery of this Jingshi could be seen a little, but the snow blurred his vision. He turned his head sideways and said, "What Mr. means Cihuan understands." People who reuse must work hard and be able to govern a state well, so that they can govern a country, and as for the quality of governance, it is up to the people of this state to have the final say, right? ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "That's right." The original pollsters were also useful for this. Since it was mentioned, Wechen will make it clear first. The big merchants, the pollsters, including the eyes and ears of the states, these supervision and financial institutions, cannot be handed over to the imperial court to manage. ”

"Why is that?" Zhu Cihuan asked puzzled.

"Corruption breeds because of the concentration of power, and I hope the Holy One will understand this. If all the pollsters in a state were controlled by officials, would they still tell the truth? How much of the information they collected and how much of it was real in your hands? Therefore, the two parts of commerce and supervision must be independent, and these are the only two places that can share the worries of the Holy God after the minister leaves office. ”

Zhu Cihuan nodded and said, "Mr. taught at the beginning that the people are the foundation of the country, and Cihuan must have this in mind, but what about the external war?" Is there a good plan for this? ”

"Secession."

"Separation?" Zhu Cihuan asked with some puzzlement, "How do you divide it?" ”

"Now that there are many natural disasters in China, it is really not an excellent time to use troops. In that case, then dissociate. Now that Manchu and Mongolia have been broken up in the First World War, this is one division, Daishan and Dolgon are two divisions, and Lindan Batur and the Mongol tribes are three divisions, I suggest that the Holy One can issue a decree together, enshrine Lindan Batur as the king of Mongolia, and seal Daishan as the king of Manchuria, so as to have the effect of reversing, and when the time is ripe, replace him. Of course, this is only the minister's personal opinion. ”

The little emperor sat down, rubbed his feet, and asked, "By the way, why did you just say about climbing the drum tower?" ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Naturally, for the sake of your body, as the head of an empire, how can you not exercise your body?" Okay, don't leave it at that. ”

"Student, don't go sir!" Zhu Cihuan stood up and saluted respectfully. Yang Fan was silent, just took half a step to the side as a return gift, and then disappeared into the snow. (To be continued.) )