Chapter 62: Wake Up

Wang Tingxiang was a little angry and a little helpless when he heard this, "Your Majesty already has a suitable candidate, so why bother asking Weichen?" ā€

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"If there is no suitable candidate, why would Your Majesty think of moving the six Shangshu as the imperial history of the right capital?"

"Yes!" Zheng De nodded, and looked at him again, "Then guess who I have in mind?" ā€

Looking at the emperor who seemed to be a little childish at this time, Wang Tingxiang was speechless for a while, wondering if he was with the wrong person?

After all, the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, Wang Tingxiang still can't resist the emperor, so he has to mutter for a moment and say, "The most unlikely of the six Shangshu is Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Justice, Min Qi, the secretary of the Ministry of Justice, Zeng Jian, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and Liu Daxia, the secretary of the Ministry of War. Maybe it won't be long before Zhishi, and then the six Shangshu will naturally leave a vacancy, and now the right capital of the Imperial History of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is more than worth the loss. Moreover, the four of them are veterans of the former dynasty, and they have a high reputation in the court, and they will definitely be strongly opposed by the courtiers. ā€

Zheng De nodded, and he had to say that what Wang Tingxiang said was indeed reasonable, "What about the Hangul of the Ministry of Household and Zhang Sheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites?" ā€

"Your Majesty's intention should be the Hangul of the Household Script." Wang Tingxiang said suddenly.

Zheng De looked at him with a surprised expression, "How do you know?" ā€

Wang Tingxiang said, "Your Majesty hasn't mentioned the transfer of the household servant Sun Jiao in front of Weichen many times, obviously Your Majesty is quite optimistic about this person. If there is a vacancy in the household department, it can just make up for the vacancy. ā€

Zheng De nodded, he had indeed made such a plan just now. Let the household department Shangshu Han Wenping be transferred to the right capital of the imperial history, and then Sun Jiao Fuzheng, the post of the Ming Dynasty's money bag.

However, he cautiously asked, "What do you think of my idea?" ā€

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, this is indeed not a very good idea." Wang Tingxiang did not shy away from saying directly.

Zheng De was not angry, but looked at him suspiciously, "Oh, is there any problem?" ā€

Wang Tingxiang explained, "Leaving aside the fact that it is definitely not appropriate for the Hubu Shangshu to be moved to the right capital of the imperial history, Sun Jiaoda is the best choice for the Hubu Shangshu regardless of ability or talent." But he has one of the biggest shortcomings, that is, he is too shallow compared to other household servants in terms of qualifications. He has just become a household servant, but he has been promoted to the head of the household department in just a month, and the speed of this promotion is too fast, I am afraid that it will be strongly opposed by the courtiers, and it is not conducive to his position to be in charge of the household department to convince the public. ā€

Zheng De nodded, feeling that what Wang Tingxiang said also made sense. Ask yourself: If you have worked hard for several years as a deputy and are surpassed by a colleague who has just been promoted to a deputy position to become a full-time leader, I am afraid that no one will be convinced.

"If you exclude the Hangul of the Ministry of Household Books, only Zhang Sheng, the Ministry of Rites, will remain?" Zheng De looked up at Wang Tingxiang, still wanting to hear his opinion.

If you exclude the special factor of Sun Jiao, in fact, in Zheng De's eyes, Zhang Sheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is the most suitable candidate to move to the imperial history of the right capital.

Not only is the ability the lowest among the six Shangshu, but the ability rating is only C. Zheng De's desire to implement education reform is even more obstructive, and he is still the youngest of the six Shangshu. Even if others retire, this one is estimated to be able to work for at least a decade. The thought of such an important position being occupied by someone of such imbecile ability all the time made him feel distressed.

"Your Majesty really wants to transfer Zhang Shangshuping to the right capital imperial history?" Wang Tingxiang glanced at Zheng De, looked directly at the determined gaze in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but say, "Weichen still feels that something is not right, after all, the six Shangshu are flat and the right capital of the imperial history, after all, there is no such precedent in this dynasty, please think twice, please think twice." ā€

He was still trying his best to argue for it.

But the more he was like this, the more Zheng De felt unhappy, and the more he wanted to do the opposite. It's just a flat tone, so why can't it?

Is it because there is no precedent? Or is it to take care of the stubborn emotions of the old group in the DPRK and China?

The more Zheng De thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if he couldn't say uncomfortable with a boulder pressed on his chest.

However, in the end, he still couldn't help but lose his temper at Wang Tingxiang, calmed down a little annoyed, and continued, "Zhang Sheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is indeed the most suitable candidate, he has never left the capital to be an official, but has been directly promoted from the Hanlin Academy to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. Without any experience in governance, he is only suitable to be a speech official rather than a secretary of the Ministry of Rites. ā€

Wang Tingxiang was silent when he heard this, although what the emperor said was indeed reasonable, but he always felt that the emperor was too reckless in doing this. If it provokes the dissatisfaction of the ministers of the DPRK and China, I am afraid it will not be a good thing.

Seeing that the latter remained silent, Zheng De sighed lightly, and said quite dissatisfied, "If there is no precedent to follow, then it is up to me to set this precedent." Ziheng, you are my most trusted and optimistic minister in the imperial court. If you don't even have the courage to break the routine, how can you be like Shang Ying, change the law and try to be strong, and Zhongxing and my country? ā€

Wang Tingxiang was shocked when he heard this, and the emperor's words were like whips directly in his heart, and his heart that was full of ambition but had gradually become a little silent was directly awakened.

Looking back on the recent period, he suddenly realized that he had indeed changed a lot. Maybe it's because he suddenly became a celebrity around the emperor from a member of the Seventh Rank Military Department, which made him in the limelight in the court for a while, and he also became a little troubled. Unconsciously, he became more and more cautious, and he was no longer the high-spirited young scholar he was back then, with ambition to guide the country and promote words.

Wang Tingxiang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for the emperor's words, he would wake up. I may still be addicted to glory and wealth, but I don't know why, I forgot my original enthusiasm and ambition, and finally became no different from a puppet.

He stood up and respectfully bowed to Zheng De to the end, "Thank you Your Majesty for your guidance, Weichen has failed Your Majesty's expectations, and I am deeply ashamed and uneasy." ā€

Zheng De naturally didn't know that because of his words, Wang Tingxiang found his original intention. It's just that he suddenly feels that he has become a little different from before, but he feels that there is a kind of arrogance slowly rising, which makes him a lot more confident.

Since he couldn't figure out what was going on with him, Zheng De didn't bother to think about it. As for asking about this kind of thing, he even bothers to do it, after all, it belongs to someone else's own privacy. Even as an emperor, you can't do such a disgusting thing.

asked directly, "In that case, do you still oppose Zhang Shengping's transfer to the right capital imperial history?" ā€

Wang Tingxiang nodded, "Although Weichen still thinks something is wrong. But as Your Majesty said, since there is no precedent in this dynasty, then we have no choice but to make this precedent! ā€

Zheng De was stunned when he heard this, looked at him and said with a smile, "You suddenly opened up!" ā€

Although he said it was a joke, Wang Tingxiang still felt a pang in his heart, could it be that the emperor guessed what he was thinking just now?

How can it be?

Despite this, Wang Tingxiang still has more awe for Zheng De, and of course, more trust in the latter is naturally increased.

With Wang Ting's support, Zheng De suddenly felt much more relaxed. However, at this moment, he had some gains and losses, and said with a little hesitation, "But let Zhang Shengping be transferred to the right capital of the imperial history, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the court to pass this matter." ā€

Wang Tingxiang looked at Zheng De speechlessly when he heard this, he was so resolute just now, and he vowed not to give up until he reached his goal, why did he become scruples when things came to an end?

Besides, if the emperor agrees to this matter, will the ministers of the court dare to oppose it?

He actually wanted to ask Zheng De, "Your Majesty, do you often forget your identity as the emperor?" How to do things without the courage and determination of the emperor. ā€ć€‚

Of course, if Zheng De knew Wang Tingxiang's thoughts, he would definitely scoff at this, and say to him in a tone of lesson: "This is called democracy, do you understand democracy?" ā€ć€‚

"Your Majesty, you are the son of the great tomorrow, the saint of today."

Listening to Wang Tingxiang's words, Zheng De couldn't react for a while, and looked at him confused, "What's wrong with the Son of Heaven?" ā€

Wang Tingxiang was completely speechless, he didn't understand what he said so clearly, do you have to make it more straightforward?

"Your Majesty, as the son of the great tomorrow, is above tens of thousands of people, and one word can decide the affairs of the world."

Only then did Zheng De understand the meaning of the royal court's words, as the emperor, he could decide anything alone, and even if the courtiers were dissatisfied, they could not change Huang's decision.

After all, he was too deeply influenced by the ideas of his previous life, believing that everything should be discussed with the people under him, and it would be better to make a decision after gaining the support of the majority.

There are pros and cons to doing so, depending on how the individual chooses.

Zheng De got up and glanced at Wang Tingxiang, and said, "It is estimated that Liu Ge Lao is also about to convene Jiuqing and the ministers of the court to conduct court promotion, so as to decide the candidate for the imperial history of the right capital." I'll go back first, and I don't bother to bother you with the things in the palace. But you have to remember what I told you, but don't forget. ā€

Wang Tingxiang nodded, "The minister understands." ā€

"Then I'm gone, maybe there will be a big news later, I hope you are mentally prepared."

Zheng De threw down a sentence without a beginning or an end and left directly.

The big news?

Looking at the back of the emperor leaving, Wang Tingxiang suddenly fell into deep thought. After a long time, a cold wind blew, and he came back to his senses. Looking at the already empty pavilion, he couldn't help but sigh softly, and then left.