"The first problem is still the prince, after all, it is a stroke, and it is difficult to ensure that His Majesty recovers as before...... In the future, his energy will inevitably be much less than before. Fang Shujun said worriedly.

"It's good to be able to continue to manage the overall situation steadily, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to control the power." Luo Fu, who was full of helplessness, sighed: "Now it can really be said that there is no green and yellow, when Prince Yiwen died of illness, Emperor Taizu Gao still had time to rule the government for several years. ”

What these two people said sounded to Zhu Lingjing as nonsense, and she said calmly: "King Jiang is still here, and there is no chaos." My father could abdicate as emperor, and occasionally take care of important matters, and the rest of the matters were handled by the cabinet. ”

"Your Highness, that's not good, is it?" Fang Shujun thought for a while, frowned, and said: "The Republican Party, the ▇▇▇, and the Peasants' and Workers' League are staring at reducing the emperor's power, and they will take advantage of this opportunity to strive to strengthen the power of the Advisory Yuan, and if they don't want to strip the power of appointing the prime minister." ”

"There has to be a compromise." Zhu Lingjing sighed, "There is no other way now, King Jiang's temperament is soft, and his ears are also soft, so he is not suitable for politics." ”

The attribution of power is clearly written into the "Ming Constitutional Law", and although the revision of the law is the responsibility of the Advisory Yuan, the emperor has the final decision, which is the characteristic of the dualistic constitutional system, and it is also the embodiment of the monarch's power.

Want to weaken the monarchy by changing the law? Wouldn't it be better if the emperor directly vetoed the constitutional amendment?

For a normal emperor who has held his authority tightly, he is naturally not afraid, but what if he is replaced by an emperor who has no foundation, no team, and is weak by nature?

The ministers and parliamentarians were not fuel-efficient lamps, but more ways to put pressure on the emperor and try to force him to comply.

When the contradiction is slight, the means will be gentle; If the conflict intensifies, it is entirely possible that the army will mutiny, or a few people will be killed in the Forbidden City.

Obviously, it is difficult for the emperor, who lacks team and experience, to withstand such a tireless soft grinding and hard bubble, and it is easy to lose.

Luo Fu sighed and said: "The most terrifying thing about the mutiny is not the mutiny itself, but that it will weaken the emperor's trust in the army, which is related to the overall situation in the future, and I dare not imagine it." ”

"That's true." Fang Shu was all in agreement.

"Not that exaggerated, right? Mutiny? At most, a small fuss to scare people, large-scale... I think it's very unlikely. ”

To be honest, Zhou Changfeng felt that their worries were a bit excessive, the government would indeed be unstable, and it would probably be noisy for a while, but it was unlikely to reach the point of a large-scale mutiny.

This is not an ancient time, the lower-level soldiers only obey the orders of the military chief, and whoever gives the silver will work with whomever they want.

Although the current Ming army still has many feudal army habits, it is essentially a reconstructed modern army, with qualified nationalist education, and the salary is not issued by the army, but by the Ministry of War entrusted by the local government to jointly distribute it with the military room.

Separating this area of finance from the army and transferring it to the civilian government is an effective means of preventing the military leaders from becoming self-respecting, although it has caused many problems.

For example, the 1st Marine Regiment is stationed in the territory of Jiangning County, and the salaries of officers and men are special checks issued by the households in Jiangning County, and at the same time, the seal of the military room is affixed and sent to the garrison at the beginning of each month.

In some places, where the financial industry is not developed, they will not issue checks, but will directly use cash bills.

However, whether it is a check or cash, it is enveloped in an envelope, printed with bright red words such as "Sergeant's Salary", "Issued by the Governor of the Military Preparation Road", "Issued by the Household of a Certain County", etc., which can be said to remind from the inside out that the money was issued by the imperial court, not by a certain general.

Xungui and the military bigwigs care about the huge profits that accompany the war, as long as the emperor does not obstruct this matter, where can they risk a big disapproval to plan a mutiny?

If the reason is not sufficient, there is a high probability that the soldiers will just desert and disperse.

Zhu Lingjing glanced at him, "Just in case, there is no harm in paying more attention." ”

Zhou Changfeng said "um", "I don't know if the cabinet has forgotten, our department has not received an order, and the third and fourth divisions are now preparing to go to Zhenjiang and Taiping." ”

"It's just that you have few people in your department, and you are still stationed on Jiangxinzhou, so it's not difficult to take precautions, so there's no need to transfer you away."

"Your Highness, what you said ......" Zhou Changfeng glanced at the few people beside him, and continued: "This time the posture is a bit big, I'm afraid it has already aroused suspicion from the outside world." ”

"It's enough to fight for a few days, and by the time the outside world knows about it, the dust will have settled." Zhu Lingjing, who looked indifferent, waved her hand and said, "Let's do our jobs." ”

"Take care, Your Highness." Everyone knew that she was in a bad mood, so she retreated one after another after leaving this sentence.

The attitude of other people made Zhou Changfeng inevitably have some self-doubt, he felt that Fang Shujun, Luo Fu and others thought things too badly, and he was much more optimistic.

Could it be that you are too big-hearted?

But no matter how he thinks about it, he doesn't think this crisis will turn into a disaster. Since the experienced emperor is still there, no matter how bad the situation is, at least it will not get out of control, at most it will cede some power.

After returning to the station, he made a phone call home, telling Xia Xiaoshi that he would stay in the barracks in the past few days and be on standby at any time, and that she could not go home, and asked her to pay attention to herself.

The latter could feel the unusual aura in her tone, and roughly guessed that something big might have happened, but she didn't ask very sensitively.

And Zhu Lingjing rushed to the Forbidden City after a simple tidying up, and she was destined to be sleepless this night.

Zhu Likai's condition is okay for now, but everyone knows that this is just the last calm before the defense against germs collapses.

Outside the ward, the two imperial doctors were whispering with a few test result sheets, and when they saw Zhu Lingjing coming, they bowed their hands.

"How's the prince doing?"

"Back to Your Highness, it's pretty stable right now."

Zhu Lingjing, who had a complicated gaze, stood by the door and looked in, and hesitated for two seconds before gently pushing the door in.

This light green room is elegantly decorated, with solid wood panels on the walls and floors, ice cracked window lattices, and the whole room is maintained at just the right temperature under the help of air conditioning.

The crown princess sat on a stool beside the sickbed, and the two children leaned side by side.

Zhu Likai's face was flushed, and a thick color of fatigue could be seen with the naked eye.

It can be seen that he is very sleepy now, but he still insists on not sleeping, because he is worried that he may not wake up, which is equivalent to wasting the last precious time?

Zhu Lingjing, who came slowly, didn't know what to say, but at the moment she couldn't choose a thousand words, as if every sentence she wanted to say was inappropriate.

In the end, it was Zhu Likai who took the lead in breaking the silence, "Have you gone to see your father?" ”

"I've been to ...... before"

"I mean just now."

"Didn't go." Zhu Lingjing, who was a little puzzled, asked, "Is there anything my father has to explain?" ”

"I'll find out when I go later."

"Okay."

At this time, Zhu Liqi sighed, "Hey, the ups and downs of the past two days have come too quickly." ”

He turned his head to look out the window, "I can't see the future, tsk, it's a pity." ”

"......" Zhu Lingjing, who was standing next to the sickbed, covered her heart with her hands, lowered her head slightly, her eyes wandered, and she was speechless.

Next, although Zhu Likai originally thought about whether to talk about political affairs, he dispelled this idea before he could say anything.

Later, my father had time to talk to her, and it would be a waste of time to talk about this now, so he turned the topic to the past many years ago.

"The Forbidden City is not a good place, the palace walls are too high and too oppressive. When I was a child, you seemed to have just turned ten years old, very naughty, like a small cannon, clamoring to go up to the palace wall to see, so I could only take you to find a tree, thinking that you would climb to the tree first and then go through the branches to the wall, but you got stuck, and you couldn't advance or retreat...... Later, my mother reprimanded me harshly, hey......"

As he spoke, he smiled, but Zhu Lingjing put her hand in front of her eyes and sobbed.

About half an hour later, in view of the physical strength and energy exhaustion, Zhu Liqi asked everyone to retreat, saying that he wanted to sleep for a while.

Outside the ward, the sad Zhu Lingjing was in a daze, while the crown princess hid her face in a low voice and cried.

Zhu Lingjing tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and then turned around and left without looking back.

In another ward of the Tai Hospital, she met the emperor, who seemed to be most recovered.

"Erchen has seen his father."

"Sit down."

The two of them were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere was both gloomy and depressing, and if they were in it, their hearts would involuntarily rise.

The emperor suddenly spoke, "You wanted to get involved in political affairs a few years ago, is it really just a whim of idleness?" ”

This question was too strange, and it didn't have anything to do with what Zhu Lingjing thought, so she was stunned for a moment before hesitating and replied: "Big... By and large, yes. ”

"Roughly? And what about the rest of the minority? ”

"Father... Well... Just ......" Zhu Lingjing was a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "I feel that if I always have nothing to do, it will be really sad to live half my life...... Just thinking about what to do. ”

The pampered daughter naturally can't realize the hardships of life, and Zhu Lingjing has lived a heartless and carefree life for a long time. Because of the lack of emotional accumulation, she was not depressed for long after the pony died.

After getting tired of the monotonous and boring life for a long time, some ridicule and "royal clan jokes" among the people stimulated her to some extent, so she simply tried to change her lifestyle, and she has achieved a little success today.

The popularity of ridicule and royal jokes was largely due to the Great Depression, and even though the Ming Dynasty suffered less negative impact, it was still a far cry from the previous booming economy.

When the people had to work hard to be thrifty, and then look at the still extravagant Ming royal family and nobles, all kinds of jokes came into being.

"At first, I thought you were just trying to be fresh, and when the excitement passed, you would return to normal, but I didn't expect ...... I have persisted for four years. The emperor thought for a moment and said.

Zhu Lingjing was a little embarrassed, "You're right, things in the political world are chaotic and complicated, and there are a lot of dirty things, and the sons and daughters can be regarded as both happy and disgusted." ”

When the emperor heard this, he laughed, and smiled very freely.

After a while, he gradually retracted his smile and said in a very formal tone: "I am not in good shape, I should give way." As far as legal principles are concerned, the emperor's exercise of power is not as straightforward as the emperor's, and it will be difficult to preside over the overall situation in the future, and King Jiang will definitely not be able to stabilize the court. ”

Zhu Lingjing thought that it was time to think about what would happen after the little prince succeeded to the throne, so she said without thinking: "I will try my best to help......"

"Yes, but it's not the best choice."

"Huh?"

Did I hear me right? Isn't that the best option? Father, did he say the wrong thing?

Zhu Lingjing showed a puzzled look.

"The new monarch can't live without his own team, I talked to the prince about it......" The emperor's expression was flat, his eyes were sharp, he looked at Zhu Lingjing who was two steps away, and said seriously: "Perhaps... It would be better for you to come. ”

The latter froze in place, his lips slightly open, his eyes wide open.

She subconsciously took a step back and said in a panic, "Father... Father, you are confused, and you are ...... phlegm."

"Why be confused? I'm sober. The Emperor reached out and tapped lightly on the bedside table, "You have your own people, and you are young and energetic, and your lack of experience is secondary. This is not an ancient time, and the difference between men and women is not an iron law, not to mention that even in ancient times, some people have made exceptions......"

"Father," Zhu Lingjing involuntarily lowered her voice and whispered, "This is too shocking. ”

"Definitely. But you have a right name...... Do you think that today's Ming Dynasty is not as open and inclusive as it was a thousand years ago? ”

"I ......"

At this point, the emperor didn't care about his daughter's psychological state.

In this matter, after weighing, only she is medium-risk and high-return, which is related to the survival of the dynasty and the fate of the country, and she has no personal opinion.

In the second half of the night, Zhu Liqi's symptoms worsened sharply, and his body temperature soared above 40 °C.

After using multiple tactics to barely suppress himself, he briefly sobered up in the morning and made clear arrangements for his legacy.

"This amount of money is of little use to the clan...... It's even more useful elsewhere. Well...... In any case, the principle of taking food as the sky of the people remains unchanged, and there are still quite a few people in our country who are suffering from hardship...... How to eat well is still a big problem. Today's ever-changing technology has the potential to put an end to all of this...... Half of the money is deposited in the bank, and the interest is used every three years to reward those who have contributed to the work of farming, so be it. ”

From noon onward, he fell into a prolonged coma again.

The intensifying sepsis induces a cytokine storm, and the ensuing multi-organ failure causes the lamp of life to quickly consume the last bit of oil.

On the same day, the emperor secretly sent an edict and summoned Prime Minister Gao Qingkui, Metropolitan Governor Wei Guogong Wu Weihuan, Chairman of the Constitutional Council Lu Hongmu, and the "Five Ministers" of the cabinet.

The emperor expressed his attitude and thoughts straight to the point - his physical condition could not bear the changes in the situation in the future, but the position of Dabao was not suitable for the little prince Jiang Wang to take over.

"Your Majesty's plan is indeed transcendent." Wu Weihuan's reaction was the most insipid, he stroked his beard, and muttered: "But my Ming has my own national conditions here, so I can deal with it for the time being...... It may be okay, but I'm afraid it won't last long, and the old minister thinks that it should be given a deadline. ”

Gao Qingkui said slowly: "I have other ideas, maybe I can set up a new position of secondary minister?" It is also a good idea for His Royal Highness to serve as the prime minister, to lead the court, and to retire as the deputy prime minister. ”

Okay, the first volume is more than 800,000 words, and it's finally time for the second volume.

(End of chapter)