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The Great Zhou Emperor issued the Iron Ming Law, the most notable of which was the restriction on the change of the prime minister's power.

In view of the high power of the prime minister, the length of service is limited, and the evaluation is once every four years, and those who fail to meet the requirements should be recalled, and the re-election shall not exceed eight years. At the same time, the promotion system of the prime minister is limited, and during the term of office of the prime minister, if there is no conclusive conspiracy against foreign countries and other crimes that violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor shall not be dismissed at will.

Set up a governor of Zhongshu Province, who is in charge of the ministry to divide the power of the prime minister.

The Privy Council was increased to four privy envoys, two military and two civilian, both of whom were in the same position as the governor. It ensures the upward channel of the military position, and does not allow the military generals to abuse their power. Speaking of Wutang Mountain, the chief of Fengqin, and the former governor of the Northern Army, Che Feng, were appointed as the first privy envoys of the military position.

Xu Yiyang, the governor of the Chinese army, was transferred back to the Western Regions to take charge of the military and government of the Western Regions, and planned to establish an alliance with the Kazakhs to deal with the Jungar and Rakshasa together. Li Dingguo, the governor of the Left Army, was reappointed as the governor of the Central Army, responsible for the defense of Gyeonggi.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the emperor is preparing for the succession of the crown prince. Xu Yiyang was transferred away because the emperor didn't want to see the prince's power in Beijing for the time being.

Zhai Zhe continued to go back to the Monan grassland to hunt, he was not a hobby of hunting, he was showing the prince how to be an emperor. Staying in the sullen Forbidden City every day and dealing with the never-ending government does not mean that he is a good emperor.

The emperor often paraded outside the Saiwai, which made the Monan grassland more and more prosperous, and also made the Monan and Modong Mongolian tribes dare not disagree. The Mongol princes all set up horse farms, and the herdsmen became serfs, but it was an irreversible era.

Fang Yizhi resigned from the post of the Great Sacrifice Wine and went to Europa with Tang Ruowang.

When the ship arrived in Nanyang, he found that although the Great Zhou Dynasty forbade Kunlun Nu to enter the country, many workshop owners forcibly seized land in various parts of Nanyang and forced local natives and Kunlun Nu to grow various crops such as rice. There are rich Han people here, and there are poor Han people, but they are all full of energy.

Shi Lang of the Nanhai Metropolitan Protectorate opened one eye and closed one eye, and the military position of the Metropolitan Protectorate was also a person, and there were also **. In their eyes, the Kunlun Nu and the Turen were usable labor, and the edict could not change the concept in their minds.

This is not bad, I heard that Sun Kewang killed people like hemp in Annam, and the kings of Burma and other places were trembling when they walked in front of the yamen of the capital protection mansion. But the amount of grain that is transported from Annam to Beijing every year will only be more, not less. Sun Kewang spent a lot of money to transfer back to Da Zhou, and after Zong Mao resigned, he finally got his wish.

"No wonder Da Zhou can fill all the granaries."

Plunder is indeed the fastest way to gain wealth.

In the twenty-second year of Zhaowu, winter.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty fell off his horse and fainted while hunting, and was sober twice on the way back to Beijing, and summoned Prime Minister Zhang Ying, Governor Chen Huang, and Privy Council Envoy Yao Qisheng and Feng Qin.

When he returned to the city of Beijing, the emperor could no longer open his eyes, but he had not yet lost his breath, and the crown prince and several ministers knelt in front of the coffin.

At midnight, the Forbidden City was silent, and the palace maids and attendants were hiding in the corners.

Outside the gate of the imperial city, the guards held torches high, knelt in the snow in cold iron armor, and prayed for His Majesty's blessing.

The emperor finally woke up, and his mental state was not bad. The imperial doctor knew that this was a return to the light, and the emperor's limit was approaching, but he didn't dare to say it clearly.

Zhai Zhe opened his face, smiling like a plum blossom blooming alone in the snow.

"That's all I can do, and there's nothing else I can do."

That's all one person can do.

The workshop owner will develop technology in order to make money, and the treasury of the Great Zhou Dynasty is inseparable from the wealth from overseas, and the emperor can only adapt to this era. The combination of industry, commerce and agriculture is the only result of his efforts in the past 20 years, and he has changed the concept of the world through academies and scientific research.

As for power, perhaps someone in the future will step on the corpses of the descendants of the Zhai family to welcome the new era. There is no way around it, and its delivery is often indispensable for blood as a sacrifice.

This thing cannot be given by others, just like what he gave to Zong Mao, and a holy decree can be withdrawn.

Sooner or later, the seeds sown will sprout, grow, and eventually overturn the stones that are pressed on them.

Zhai Zhe closed his eyes, as if he saw the huge territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those people who were bent over to work.

"If you want something, stand up and reach out for it, maybe you can grab it, maybe you can make them scared and share it with you. Some people will die, some people will get new glory, but there is always something to do, and this is still an era of the jungle. I don't cherish what I get casually. is like the civil officials in the Chongzhen period, who could force the emperor to be helpless, but in the end the entire empire collapsed. ”

In the twenty-third year of Zhaowu, in winter, the Great Zhou Emperor Zhai Zhe died, and the crown prince Zhai Tianjian succeeded him.

After hearing the news in Shenyang, former Prime Minister Zong Mao hanged himself in the middle of the night.

Ji Hong, the commander of Jinyiwei, finally stepped down as he wished.

Two years later.

Ningbo Mansion in eastern Zhejiang.

Huang Zongxi came back from a stroll in the field where the morning dew had not been. The sun in the eastern sky has just shown its face, red, like a duck's egg yolk, and it is very beautiful. He saw a small sedan chair parked in the gatehouse, and an old man with a white beard stood beside the sedan chair.

After returning to his hometown, he refused all visitors to make time and began to write the History of the Ming Dynasty. Except for a few descendant disciples, the others were rejected more times, and they no longer came to eat closed-door soup.

Seeing the visitor, this Confucian master was not shocked on his face, and said lightly: "I didn't expect you to come back alive?" ”

Fang Yizhi smiled: "Your cultivation is good at kung fu."

"You're late."

"I rushed back when I heard that the first emperor had died."

"In Europa, you also knew so quickly that the Emperor had gone?"

"There are a lot of Han people there, so many people you can't imagine."

Fang Yizhi beckoned to the entourage waiting on the side and said, "I have recorded what I have seen and heard along the way in the past few years, and compiled a book of "Travels on the Sea", please help me write a preface and let me earn some money." ”

Huang Zongxi curled his mouth and said, "Are you still afraid that the book you wrote will not sell?" ”

"I can't do it anymore, I haven't come back for many years, where do the young people remember my name now, but your disciples are all over the world."

Huang Zongxi said angrily: "What's the use, it's not that I'm being driven home to care for the elderly." The emperor advised him to step down from his position as the great sacrificial wine, and he was very upset. But the emperor can persuade him, he has already given him enough face, and if he doesn't obey, he doesn't know each other.

Fang Yizhi grabbed his arm and walked into the door, and said, "Isn't it good to go home, disaster comes from the mouth, not every emperor has tolerated you sitting in the position of the big sacrificial wine and scolding him." ”

"In the final analysis, he is too timid, I have scolded the first emperor for more than 20 years, and I haven't seen anything."

(End of book)

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