Chapter Twenty-Five: A Cultured Emperor
The queen mother looked at the flattering ugliness of the ministers below, and a trace of sadness flashed in the phoenix's eyes.
And Cao Zhengchun, who was surrounded by all kinds of praises, was still expressionless, neither joy nor disgust, and turned a blind eye to the kneeling and licking of this group of important ministers of the country who started from the fourth grade.
He doesn't care if these people have backbone, if he wants to mix well under him, he doesn't need backbone or whiskers, he just needs to have the ability to implement his plan!
The take-off of the Ming Dynasty already has a rough blueprint in Cao Zhengchun's heart, he is like an engineer, he has planned everything in an orderly manner, and only waits for others to implement it.
Although the responsibilities of the six departments of the Household Rite and Punishment Palace overlap and the officials are redundant, those who can mix in them must be talents with two brushes.
Cao Zhengchun, a talent with backbone and temper, can use it, but Cao Zhengchun, a talent with no backbone and temper, thinks it is better to use.
Besides, you only need to show your backbone at a disadvantage, and Cao Zhengchun has always had the upper hand with him, so you only need to know how to do things.
Of course, those who call their lack of talent and temper backbone, Cao Zhengchun does not exclude them, although it is useless for the time being, but when Africa is defeated, it is completely possible for them to go there on a business trip!
"Zhu Hou, the second son of Lixing Xianwang Zhu Youqi, is the new emperor, is there anyone who still has any objections?"
It seemed that everyone had become Cao Zhengchun's echo worm, and the queen mother couldn't stand it, so she interrupted their flattery and asked.
"No objection!"
"The minister seconded the proposal!"
……
There are still countless flattery, the queen mother no longer wants to look at this filthy court, she closed her eyes helplessly, and said word by word: "That's it, retreat from the court!" ”
The corners of Cao Zhengchun's mouth rose slightly, and his voice smiled: "Queen Mother Shengming!" ”
The ministers below also followed: "Queen Mother Shengming! ”
But the queen mother on the phoenix chariot smiled gloomily when she heard this, and secretly laughed in her heart:
"Shengming? My bad old woman is just a marionette, and I'm afraid there are other people who praise your sage! ”
But Cao Zhengchun straightened his waist and watched the sad Lord Yunluo support the increasingly old and decrepit Queen Mother to retreat from the dynasty, and his heart was very conflicted.
He was a little sympathetic to them, but he felt that his sympathy was as redundant as crocodile tears, after all, the real death of Emperor Zhengde and the mastermind behind the current situation was none other than Cao Zhengchun himself!
"That's it!"
Cao Zhengchun sighed in a low voice, put away his inexplicable sympathy, turned around and shook the cloak behind the python robe violently, walked with a fly, and strode towards the outside of the court.
On that day, the holy decree of 800 li was sent to the fiefdom of King Xingxian, but it was not King Xingxian who received the decree, but his second son, who was only twelve years old.
In history, Zhu Houzhao's successor, Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Houzong.
"Fengtian carried the emperor, and the edict said:
The first emperor collapsed suddenly, returned to the five elements, dedicated to the prince Zhu Hou, inherited the emperor's life, the saint's Hongxiu, and followed the last order of the emperor of Daxing, belonged to the order of Yilun, and entered the ...... of Zong"
A month later, Zhu Houxi entered Beijing in the dust, and the twelve-year-old boy Zhu Houxi looked up at the majestic city wall of the capital in the distance, thinking that he was about to become the master here, and the blood of excitement rushed into his brain.
And Cao Zhengchun, who was inspecting the shipyard of Daming Shipping Group, just smiled when he heard the news, and didn't take it seriously.
"Don't use those little tricks, everything is according to the emperor's specifications." Cao Zhengchun touched his chin slipperily, and his words had an unclear meaning: "He should have been the emperor." ”
There is also the second half of the sentence, but it was put in the stomach by Cao Zhengchun:
It doesn't matter what the emperor is, what matters is who put him in the position of emperor.
Another half moon, an auspicious time and an auspicious day.
The twelve-year-old boy Zhu Hou, at the much-anticipated enthronement ceremony, was gently supported by Cao Zhengchun, put on the yellow dragon robe, and stepped step by step on the throne that countless people wanted to sit on.
The news of the new emperor's ascension to the throne spread all over the world, and the confessional edict of Zhu Hou's succession to the throne was spread through the Ming Weekly Newspaper, allowing the people to know the young emperor for the first time.
“…… The civil and military ministers inside and outside the country combined words to persuade them, and as for the repeated refusal, they refused to get it, and I would like to tell heaven and earth at this time, that is, the emperor's throne.
If you want to prosper and govern, you must reform the old and make the new.
Everything is based on the old chapter, and it is also based on the ancestors.
Self-only Liangde, still rely on pro-sage, and try to rule the new country.
It takes next year as the first year of Jiajing.
Amnesty for the world, and the beginning of the people! ”
In this way, under some actions, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, which lasted a total of seventy-three days.
The throne of the Ming Dynasty, which has caused countless brothers to look at the wall, harem wars, and fathers and sons against each other, was decided in Cao Zhengchun's words.
……
The headquarters of Daming Industrial Development Group, the former first village in the world.
Cao Zhengchun looked at the newspaper in his hand expressionlessly, and next to him sat a young man in brocade clothes, with a bitter and hateful expression.
"Master, I'm the emperor, why do I want to learn these strange and meaningless things?
Who put the chickens and rabbits in the same cage? And who fills the pool with water and releases water at the same time?
Don't let me catch these two boring people, or I'll pull them out and cut them down!"
There is also why two stones, one large and one small, fall to the ground at the same time, how can some of the same sinking objects float on the water and some sink into the water, and saltpeter meets the water to form ice......
This is indeed amazing, but I am the emperor, I only need my subordinates to understand, why do I have to understand these things, what you call mathematics, physics and chemistry? ”
The young man shouted quietly, looking at the thick pile of paper in front of him, revealing a loveless look.
Listening to his words, he has always called himself me, and it seems that it should be Zhu Hou, the Jiajing Emperor who has just boarded the plane.
Cao Zhengchun heard Zhu Houzong's complaint, put down the piece in his hand and walked in front of him and said: "The three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry roughly represent the essence of the world, Your Majesty, as the emperor, but you don't understand the true face of this world, how can you convince people and be willing to obey you?" ”
"But the previous emperors were all literary masters who were proficient in poetry and songs, and skilled in carving chapters and pecking sentences, but I became physiological!" Zhu Hou said loudly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"What's a carved sentence?" Cao Zhengchun touched Zhu Houzong's head and said: "Knowing how to judge the situation and act with a camera is a higher realm."
The integration of the three disciplines of mathematics, physics and chemistry can directly point to the essence of things, and everything in the world will be in full view, which is the highest attainment. ”
Zhu Houzong looked dazed, but Cao Zhengchun continued:
"The previous emperor could not be enterprising, alchemy and medicine, drunk and dreaming of death, but you can't."
"Why?"
Cao Zhengchun smiled and took out the full map of the Kunyu of all countries that had been dedicated to Emperor Zhengde, pointed to the Ming Dynasty and said, "Because they are all just the emperors of the Ming Dynasty." ”
Then he casually drew a circle to surround the whole world, and said with a bewitching voice: "And you will be the king of the whole world!" ”
Twelve-year-old Zhu Hou's eyes lit up when he looked at the map, but Cao Zhengchun next to him looked helpless, secretly sighing that he was really heartbroken in order to give His Majesty the Ming Emperor his studies.
“……”
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