Return to the Wuying Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang called the crown prince Zhu Biao, and the father and son briefly discussed.

But he didn't mention the abolition of Zhongshu Province, but just talked about Hu Weiyong.

"Father, Emperor Shengming."

"God bless the Ming."

"Hu Weiyong has an inferior character and is not worthy of being the head of a hundred officials."

"The sons and daughters are very much in favor of their father's decision."

"Zhongshu Zuo Cheng should have been replaced a long time ago."

Seeing Zhu Biao's indignation and enthusiasm, Lao Zhu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and said casually:

"Don't hold back what you want to say, go on..."

"Let's let you supervise the administration of the country and act as the imperial power, but we don't just let you criticize it."

"Say whatever you want."

"Now, you are the emperor, let's listen to you."

As soon as I heard this.

Zhu Biao shuddered unconsciously, and hurriedly leaned down and didn't dare to hold it up, and said in panic:

"Father's anger—"

"The retainers have trespassed."

"Hehe, you stinky boy..."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed helplessly, and as soon as he bowed his waist, he picked up the prince, and said undoubtedly:

"Hurry up."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"We're telling you to be serious."

Zhu Biao scratched his hair in distress, and couldn't help but be a little scared, first saluted a cup of tea, and then said worriedly:

"Return to my father."

"Erchen privately thinks that it is a good thing to dispose of Hu Weiyong as soon as possible, those exiled Huaixi people hate Hu Weiyong to the core, and they can't wait to skin him and eat his flesh, and that Li Shanchang can't let Hu Weiyong go."

Zhu Biao's eyes were resolute and said decisively:

"At that time, the forces of all parties will be in chaos, and it will inevitably break the balance of the court."

"So it's better to strike first."

"Hu Weiyong's things are not wronged at all."

After listening to the prince's analysis of trade-offs, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyebrows were full of relief, and he said abruptly:

"Very well, that's it."

"There is progress."

"To be an emperor, you must dare to make decisions, not hesitate or look ahead."

Zhu Yuanzhang pinched his son's shoulder hard, and said with interest: "Then, the boss thinks that it shouldn't be too much for us to punish Hu Weiyong's nine clans, right?" ”

Zhu Biao frowned slightly, and respectfully bowed:

"Father."

"Erchen thinks that the three clans are enough."

The words fell.

Silence.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, and then laughed.

"Hahaha-"

"Okay."

"Okay!"

"Boss, let's go."

"Three tribes are three tribes."

"Listen to you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang twisted up the bowl, scraped off the floating leaves on it, and said meaningfully:

"Go on."

"You stinky boy, have you figured out what to do?"

Hear this.

Zhu Biao was suddenly a little embarrassed, his eyes were flickering and evasive, and he didn't dare to look at his old father.

He can't get used to Hu Weiyong for a day or two, but now that he is asked to punish the other party, it is inevitable that he will have the idea of communiqué and personal vendetta.

There was little silence.

"Tell my father—"

Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment and said seriously:

"Mr. Lin said before that when dealing with national affairs, you must not substitute personal grievances and emotions, otherwise you will harm others and yourself."

"However, Erchen is quite prejudiced against Hu Weiyong... It can't be fair and just. ”

"Please forgive your sins."

Regarding the prince's refusal to shirk, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't cry or laugh, helpless;

"When are we going to make you fair?"

"You stinky boy, you can't learn to use it!"

"Say it generously."

"Hu Weiyong's death is not a pity, and there is no need to be soft at all."

"Now that the investigation is clear, there is no communiqué personal vendetta, and there is no harm in getting rid of the other party, so why not?"

Let's talk about it.

Zhu Yuanzhang leaned back in the chair, comfortably picked up the bowl and took a small sip, and raised his chin to signal the prince not to waste time.

The son's progress goes without saying, although he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that he can't see it.

However, the fly in the ointment... Educated by Confucianism, he only knows how to apply formulas, but does not know how to think flexibly.

It still has to be corrected.

"Yes, Father."

After a pause, Zhu Biao took a deep breath.

Erchen privately thought that in the face of a person like Hu Weiyong, he had to start with the pain points of the other party.

"Greedy for authority, unscrupulous means, in order to keep his hard-won position, he can even sell his mentor."

"Rights can control people, and rights can kill people."

"Want rights?"

"Give it to him."

"The human heart is not enough for snakes to swallow elephants, and the world is full of mantis catching cicadas."

Hear this.

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed secretly, and Dadi guessed his son's thoughts, but he still waved his hand and ordered him to continue.

"The minister of a country, as the head of a hundred officials, is responsible for leading the ministers, even though the power has been tilted towards the government and the opposition, but the power is still divided into two, not a monopoly."

Zhu Biao continued:

"Moreover, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, my father appointed Uncle Xu as the right prime minister of Zhongshu, the purpose of which is to balance the power."

"Everyone knows this."

"If Uncle Xu is replaced, the position of the right prime minister of Zhongshu Province will be temporarily vacant, and Hu Weiyong will be in charge of Zhongshu Province alone, so that it will come."

"It's impossible not to make mistakes."

"When the time comes, you can get rid of the other party directly, and it won't cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at him, revealing an intriguing smile.

"Boss!"

"The son is here."

Zhu Biao arched his hand.

"Last time you told us about this method, it has been improved compared to before, but the details are still not enough, to put it bluntly, I think of a lot of things."

"Hu Weiyong is a personal essence, how could a human spirit fall into such a deliberate trap?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said unhurriedly:

"Now that Li Shanchang has been shelved by me, and the right prime minister of Zhongshu is vacant again, Liu Bowen deserves to take office."

"But you turned a blind eye, didn't you take the officials for fools?"

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see what's going on."

"Hu Weiyong is not stupid, otherwise he wouldn't be able to climb up."

"You know what we mean?"

The voice did not fall.

But seeing that Zhu Biao was not flustered at all, he hurriedly stepped forward to Lao Zhu, leaned over and whispered:

"Father, the son understands."

"Therefore, not only do we have to ask Uncle Xu to cooperate with us, but we also have to wronged Master Liu to play a bitter trick."

"In the empty seal case, tens of thousands of officials were involved, except for such a big case, Yushitai could not escape the blame."

"As the middle prince of the imperial history, doesn't Master Liu have no responsibility?"

"First demote Liu Fuzi and return to his hometown, and then hand over the power of Zhongshu Province to one person, without Liu Fuzi in Yushitai, it is equivalent to existing in name only, and losing the power to supervise hundreds of officials."

Zhu Biaowaner:

"Yushitai has become an empty shell, and the power it holds falls into the hands of Zhongshu Province, which is equivalent to being taken over by Hu Weiyong."

"The one who commands the hundred officials and supervises the hundred officials shall be put in charge by one person."

"It's a matter of course, not deliberately."

"With the blessing of the power against the sky, the saints may fall off the altar."

Zhu Biao bowed and took a small step back:

"My son's humble opinion."

"Let my father see me laugh."

(End of chapter)