"Huh, rules?" Li Congwen scratched his head, looked at Taizheng and replied, "I don't understand the rules, I know that it seems to be written in the book, does Your Majesty want to listen to me recite a paragraph?"

Li Congwen has not left the house in the past few days, and has basically stayed in Li Jinglan's bedroom to read.

Although he can't talk about unforgettable, he is also talented enough to be called intelligent, and his foundation is acceptable, unlike a certain Taoist priest who can find hundreds of words he doesn't know with just a thin book, so he can recite it a few times.

As for the truth, he also listened to his father's words, and whether he understood it or not, he had to remember it first.

Zhao Qinian looked at Li Congwen in a daze for a while, and when he confirmed that it was a real person in front of him, he moved away, but he still didn't expect that Li Congwen, who didn't like to read, would have an endorsement one day.

But Zhao Qinian didn't come to him to listen to the endorsement, and patted the mountains of recitals in front of him, "These are all recitals written by the ministers to ask for the punishment of their father-in-law, I asked myself if I have never treated the minister badly, why is the minister unwilling to comply with my wishes?"

Taizheng wants to be a hero, but now with Zhao Qinian, he is not dissatisfied, on the contrary, he is very happy.

Because he wants to be a hero in order to hoe the strong and help the weak, so that there are fewer suffering people in the world, and if he can help the emperor, isn't it equivalent to helping the people of the world, but it is much faster than him alone, although such a hero is not as good as the scenery of drawing a sword, but he is more like a hero.

So he pondered for a long time, trying to give the answer that was as correct as possible.

His father was a county magistrate, not a minister, but only a minister. Although I don't like it, I have no one else to choose from, and I can only try to figure out my father's thoughts when he was an official.

"Your Majesty, the ministers may think that it is in Naruto's favor for them to do so. After Taejeong finished speaking, he was still immersed in the memories of his father's busy back, but he was startled by a loud noise.

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Qinian slammed the table, shaking the top few pieces off the table.

Tai Zheng realized what he had said, and as soon as his legs were weak, he knelt down, trembling and unable to speak.

Punishing Yang Qi is beneficial to Ming Wu, and he can say it.

Zhao Qinian glanced at the piece that fell to the ground, then at Li Congwen, silently put his right hand on his lap, felt a little regretful, stretched out his left hand and waved at Taizheng, "You stand down." ”

Tai Zheng couldn't stand up, was picked up by Li Congwen, didn't dare to say a word, and trotted out of the study.

After the sound of the door closing, there was some silence in the room, Li Congwen thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, I am waiting to know Uncle Yang's contribution, and some ministers may not know it. ”

"Everyone knows what the righteous father has done, and everyone can feel the wealth of Mingwu, how can anyone not know?" Zhao Qinian was angry, thinking that Taizheng was just guessing the thoughts of the ministers, and he regretted it even more.

"Your Majesty, the same thing may be different in the eyes of different people. Li Congwen pondered for a moment after speaking, this is the truth he memorized by rote, and now he understands what his father means, "Maybe in the eyes of some ministers, Uncle Yang is a person who monopolizes the government and bullies the monarch and is greedy for power." ”

Zhao Qinian's palm faintly felt faint and still wanted to slap the table, although it was someone else's opinion, he still couldn't hear others say that Yang Qi was not good at all, but he finally held back, "Why is this happening?"

Li Congwen said while thinking about it, his tone was not so sure, but he did not hide it, "Who released Uncle Yang's usual policy?"

"Naturally, it is the province of Zhongshu. ”

"In whose name?"

"It should be the officials of Zhongshu Province who went to the General's Mansion in person, and the edict was stamped with the seal of the regent, which has been the case all these years, and after I ascended the throne, I occasionally stamped my treasure seal. ”

Zhao Qinian saw Li Congwen nodded suddenly, thinking that he had thought of something, and asked happily, "How?"

"I don't understand. ”

The corners of Zhao Qinian's mouth twitched, although he wanted to find someone who could tell the truth, Li Congwen might not be too real.

"Still. Li Congwen followed closely for half a sentence, saw Zhao Qinian looking at him again, and asked, "Has Your Majesty ever thought that maybe in the eyes of different people, Your Majesty is also different." ”

"What am I like?"

"Your Majesty may be a benevolent emperor in the eyes of the people. ”

Zhao Qinian was stunned for a moment, he didn't feel how benevolent he was, most of the imperial court decrees were decided by Yang Qi and Li Jinglan, and he seemed to be only responsible for nodding and sealing, which had little to do with him.

"In the eyes of the eunuchs and ladies in the palace, His Majesty may be an easy-going emperor. ”

Zhao Qinian nodded slightly embarrassedly, not really easy-going, but he didn't want others to be too nervous.

"Your Majesty may be different in the eyes of the ministers. ”

"What's the difference?"

"In the eyes of the ministers, His Majesty may be a poor man. ”

Zhao Qinian was stunned, and then felt a little funny, "What do I have to be pitiful? If I am pitiful, are there any people in the world who are not pitiful?"

Li Congwen shook his head, and remembered the truth in the history books, "Your Majesty is on guard against Northern Xinjiang?"

The topic jumped a little fast, Zhao Qinian didn't react for a while, and subconsciously replied: "Northern Xinjiang has been loyal and good for generations, why should I be on guard?"

"The Gongsun family has been in the north of Xinjiang for several generations, for Mingwu to guard Beirong for hundreds of years, the armor and horses are far better than all over Mingwu, and thousands of miles away from the capital, the imperial court can not control the north of Xinjiang. ”

"The king of the north has governed the northern frontier very well, and the north has not invaded the Central Plains for many years, why should the imperial court take care of it? Moreover, both the father and the father-in-law trust the king of the north, and I also believe it. ”

Li Congwen nodded, and felt more and more that the truth in his mind was about to come out, "It's a good thing that Your Majesty trusts the North King, and the North King is indeed loyal, but the ministers may not think so." ”

"They think I should guard against the Northern King?"

"The same goes for Uncle Yang. ”

Zhao Qinian understood, perhaps in the eyes of some ministers, Yang Qi supported the army and caused chaos in the court, and his power was lost, so he could only live in fear in the palace.

I can't help but feel a little ridiculous when I think of this, "So the minister's loyalty is no worse than that of the Northern King?

Li Congwen didn't smile, but became more serious, "Don't say whether you are loyal or treacherous, but those ministers who know the situation do have ulterior motives and want to force Uncle Yang to death." ”

"I don't understand, why are they going against me, and besides, I still have a heavy army, aren't they afraid?"

Li Congwen stared at Zhao Qinian for a while, pursed his lips, and said with a rare hesitation: "Because in their eyes, Your Majesty is too ......"

"Too weak?" Zhao Qiqing took over with a smile.

Li Congwen didn't respond, Zhao Qinian didn't get angry when he acquiesced, lowered his head and began to think about his mistakes, thinking about whether it would be better if he was tougher.

It's just that when I think of commanding the guards, I still have relatives in my heart.

Just thinking like this, Grandpa Hong's voice came from outside the house.

"Your Majesty, letters from prison. ”