Chapter 6

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong?" Feng Bao asked, approaching.

Zhu Yijun's thoughts turned a hundred times, and he didn't answer for a while.

The screen in front of him was like a heavenly abyss, not only physically but also in terms of ritual, isolating himself from the court discussion.

He knew that once he started to influence state affairs, various ancestral laws and old affairs of previous generations would immediately block him.

Even tomorrow he would receive remonstrances from the Censorate, asking him to cultivate his virtue.

This old guy Feng Bao didn't put him in his eyes at all, otherwise he could still use this old guy as a loudspeaker, a cover to convey it for him.

Since that's the case, he can only make full use of the lethal weapon of "this palace is young and ignorant"; he can't interject in the court discussion at will, so he has to make Yang Bo take the initiative to give him a step!

If I don't go to the mountain, the mountain comes to me.

He immediately raised his head and looked at Feng Bao, seemingly surprised and not lowering his voice: "Great Companion, that's not right, isn't Xuan-Da our border town? How can the news come and go so quickly?"

This sound naturally reached the hall, and it was quiet for a moment.

Censor-in-Chief Ge Shouli's suspicious expression suddenly realized, only then belatedly.

Minister of War Yang Bo's expression changed drastically!

Officials who could taste the meaning of this matter wouldn't poke through this layer of face-saving work like this.

Why? Because once poked through, should Xuan-Da be punished? Should Wang Chonggu be arrested?

For the sake of self-preservation, what if they tear their faces with the central government? Who dares to ignore the political risks?

Unfortunately, there was an accident in this hall, and it was impossible for the ten-year-old successor to see through this layer of foundation.

Yang Bo only hated why this person on the dragon chair wasn't a complete fool.

He didn't dare to let Feng Bao answer at all.

Heaven knows if Feng Bao would say something that would make their Jin Party doomed!

He immediately knelt on the ground, biting the bullet and shouting: "Your Highness, Xuanfu is only 400 li away from the capital, with fast horses and urgent reports, this is just a normal speed."

Zhu Yijun sneered inwardly; five days, two days back and forth, three days of invading the border and harassing several times, do you think this is a real-time strategy game?

Not to mention where the Tatars got the fast horses and urgent reports, this mobilization speed is afraid it can catch up with the military appearance of his previous life.

But words cannot be said to the end.

Forcing Yang Bo to take the initiative to answer was already the limit, and going too far is as bad as not going far enough.

A few apologetic voices passed through the screen into the hall: "This palace is young and ignorant, and for a moment I was surprised and disturbed the court discussion, which really shouldn't have happened."

"Regarding this matter and Minister Yang's words, this palace doesn't quite understand, so I will write it down for now and ponder it properly in the future."

"Officials, please continue to discuss state affairs, don't worry about this palace."

The words were earnest and honest, but they made Yang Bo's hair stand on end.

Write it down? Ponder it in the future?

If he doesn't muddle through today, and the new Emperor truly keeps it in his heart, if he turns over the old account in the future, I'm afraid it will be a monstrous case, and he, Yang Bo, will be the first to bear the brunt!

But words have reached this point, and he can no longer speak to disturb, so he can only look at Gao Gong for help.

Gao Gong didn't take Zhu Yijun's words to heart, only looking at Yang Bo coldly.

His expression was even uglier.

Yang Bo's behavior now only shows that this person truly didn't know about this matter, otherwise he wouldn't be so passive.

But this precisely means that the situation is worse than he imagined!

In the past, he could rely on his prestige to suppress Yang Bo, and then suppress the Jin Party to do things, but today he suddenly discovered that Yang Bo, the party leader, could no longer suppress Wang Chonggu!

If it were just Yang Bo's own selfish desire to seek an official position, it wouldn't matter, after all, Yang Bo is still in the capital, and it doesn't matter how he tosses.

But if Wang Chonggu, this frontier official, had ambition, then it would be a big trouble.

He didn't put the Crown Prince in his heart at all, just nodded his chin absentmindedly, signaling Gao Yi.

This matter was naturally communicated by the Cabinet, and Gao Yi sighed inwardly after receiving the instruction, thinking about the wording, wanting to find a supplement for Yang Bo.

Suddenly, in his surprised gaze.

Zhang Juzheng stepped out first and bowed.

"Your Highness! The Minister says: 'People seek to hear much, and time is for building things,' today Your Highness is not ashamed to ask, we officials are overjoyed, how can we cherish the broom and not let Your Highness 'ponder it yourself'."

"It is a pity that the inner court is not involved in border affairs, and we officials are disturbed by court discussions, so we have no time to solve the confusion for Your Highness."

"In this way, I boldly ask, Your Highness, summon the auxiliary ministers after every regular court to answer questions and solve confusion, so as to know the state affairs."

The sound was like a bell, his gaze burning.

After Zhang Juzheng finished speaking, there was silence behind the screen for a while.

Except for Yang Bo, several people from the Jin Party cast grateful glances, while the others watched coldly.

Gao Gong didn't even cast a glance.

He knew that his friend of many years was always very concerned about the tutoring of the new Emperor.

It was nothing more than taking over the power to explain state affairs to the new Emperor again, and he didn't take it to heart.

Reform and change, he has his own way to go.

After a long while, a voice came from inside the screen.

"Zhang Zhang Gelao's words are very much in line with this palace's heart, then after the morning court, will the three auxiliary ministers stay for a while?"

Gao Gong raised his eyelids slightly and replied: "I am the Chief Zhang Gelao, and the state affairs are heavy, so I have no extra leisure."

Zhang Juzheng took over the conversation: "Your Highness, the Chief Zhang Gelao is right. The country is in mourning, and everything is tied to the Cabinet, so it should not be overused."

A voice came from behind the screen again.

"Since that's the case, then Zhang Zhang Gelao, stay for a while after the court is dismissed to solve the confusion for me."

Zhang Juzheng bowed again: "Your Highness, after we officials dismiss the court today, we still need to go to Sishan Gate to mourn the late Emperor."

"Can we wait until tomorrow after the court discussion, after Your Highness finishes the daily lecture, and then summon me."

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Yes!"

Gao Yi silently breathed a sigh of relief on the side, fortunately, he didn't push him out to deal with this matter.

This is not a good errand.

The various performances of this Crown Prince today truly made him look at him with new eyes.

Whether it was disposing of the eunuch in front of the hall, handling Feng Bao, or seeing through the errors in Wang Chonggu's memorial just now.

It shows that this Crown Prince is a person who is sensitive to state affairs.

This is enough to erase his lack of talent in the Four Books and Five Classics; after all, being a ruler is not about studying the classics.

Just from the performance of attending court today, it can be said that he already has the appearance of a ruler!

And analyzing state affairs for smart people, and having to bring private goods, is too difficult, and the hidden dangers are too great.

One must know that smart people have good memories, and the successor also has a time to grow up.

If one is not careful, I am afraid that it will leave poison, whether it is for oneself or for the Great Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Juzheng dared to take the initiative to take on this matter, and this responsibility truly made him sigh.

Alas, these two.

Wouldn't it be better to be a paper-hanger until retirement?

Like the former Chief Zhang Gelao of the Cabinet, Xu Jie, after retirement, with fine wine and beauties, owning hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land.

Or even going back to support his parents.

Does the Great Ming Dynasty really have to be saved? How can there be an eternal dynasty in the world?

Is the Great Ming Dynasty worth dying for? Isn't the end of Yu Shaobao chilling?

Alas, these words could only be thought in his heart; he had been in the Cabinet for less than half a year, his qualifications were insufficient, and Gao and Zhang made all the decisions, so naturally, he had no ability to change their minds.

Well, well, since Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng have the heart to do things, let them go; the dynasty has been around for two hundred years, and there are signs of collapse, so it should have benevolent people and righteous scholars.

As for him, Gao Yi? He had been an official for decades and had resigned more than ten times; his heart had long been cold; not mingling with the turbid flow and forming cliques for private interests was already the limit of his personal integrity, and he would absolutely not get involved in this matter.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood why Gao Gong said that about a ten-year-old emperor governing the world.

If Gao Gong truly wanted to reform and continue the dynasty, such intense matters naturally couldn't rely on a ten-year-old child raised by women in the deep palace.

Not to mention the successor's natural talent; it would be good if he didn't become a stumbling block!