Just now, when he was about to arrive at the Xuanting Hall, Jiang Beiran thought that since he could not follow the troublesome rules when eating, why should he come to court in accordance with the rules.
He hasn't even distinguished the ranks of officials so far, and it's really boring to go up. Moreover, all these ministers have been immersed in officialdom for many years. There are definitely a lot of old foxes. If you get along with them in a proper manner, you will inevitably be led by the nose by them.
So Jiang Beiran simply didn't play the cards according to the routine, and gave the ministers a surprise, and also tested the background of these ministers by the way.
Seeing the sudden appearance of Jiang Beiran in the emperor's robe, the souls of all the ministers were frightened, and they all fell to the ground. An old minister who took the lead shouted: "I deserve death!"
The rest of the ministers immediately followed suit and shouted: "The minister deserves death!"
Nearly a hundred ministers knelt outside the imperial palace together, and the scene was quite spectacular, but although it was said to be outside the imperial palace, it was still inside the imperial city, so no passing people would see it.
Bite the jujube candy cake in his hand, Jiang Bei smiled and said: "My dear friends, let's live in peace. I'm very relieved to see them so indignant because I didn't go to court."
As soon as these words came out, the trousers of the young ministers who said they were going to be bastards were almost wet, and they couldn't stand up trembling.
"Pingshen, I don't need to say my words a third time, right?"
Although Jiang Beiran was still chewing jujube sugar cake when he spoke, the sense of majesty still made all the ministers stand up quickly, even those whose lower body was a little wet dared not kneel anymore, struggled to get up and salute, but their legs shook some powerful.
With a smile on his face, Jiang Beiran threw the remaining piece of jujube sugar cake into his mouth, patted the crumbs on his hands and said: "It's better to be more comfortable outside, sitting in the Xuanting Hall, I can hardly even speak said."
Although the ministers disliked such an emperor who didn't pay attention to etiquette very much, the new official took office three times, let alone the new emperor, ministers like them just had to suffer.
"To tell you the truth, I have never been in touch with this matter before, and I believe you have already commented on this in private."
"I dare not wait!" The ministers knelt down on the ground in unison after finishing speaking.
"Du Pingshen, the reason why I want to chat with all my lovers outside this court is that I hope that my lovers will not be too cautious, and have a chat with me openly, so that I can understand what all my lovers are thinking something."
When all the ministers stood up again, Jiang Beiran walked up to an old minister in a purple gown and asked, "Aiqing, if I remember correctly, you were the first one to present the report to me yesterday, right?"
The old minister immediately bowed and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is this humble minister."
"Where is Ai Qing's official position?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, my humble minister Shi Xing'an is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry."
"In charge of what?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, this minister is responsible for helping His Majesty manage and control the country's water conservancy, civil engineering, transportation, and industrial management."
"Have you prepared a memorial for what Aiqing said about Dongzhou County yesterday?"
Shi Xing'an bowed and said: "Report to Your Majesty, it has been drawn up and is about to be handed over to Zhongxingtai."
"No need to trouble, just give me the memorial."
Without any hesitation, Shi Xing'an took out a memorial from his pocket and offered it with both hands.
After receiving the memorial presented by Shi Xing'an with both hands, Jiang Beiran opened it and looked at it.
'What kind of dick did you write...'
This memorial seems to be very long, but it is full of useless and gorgeous rhetoric, and the object of these rhetoric is the emperor.
But after frowning, Jiang Beiran understood why the memorial was written like this. The meaning is very simple, that is, these natural disasters and man-made disasters have nothing to do with you, Your Majesty.
It can be said to be very official.
After understanding the purpose of the opening chapter, Jiang Beiran patiently continued to read.
'Good guy... a big project, the South-to-North Water Diversion project is this? '
Although the memorial was written in a complicated way, Jiang Beiran still clearly understood his intentions. I have to say that this minister can still think about it. In Jiang Beiran's impression, the "most prestigious" South-to-North Water Diversion in ancient times should be It was Emperor Sui Yang who opened the canal.
But after that wave, the Sui Dynasty was directly injured and was wiped out by Li Tang.
After closing the memorial again, Jiang Beiran looked at Shi Xing'an and said, "This is Aiqing's method of controlling drought?"
"Exactly." Shi Xing'an bowed and said, "This method is the subject's hard thinking and meditation, combined with..."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Bei suddenly shouted.
Seeing that the emperor was angry, Shi Xing'an quickly knelt down on the ground, and the sudden aura emanating from Jiang Beiran's body made the other ministers kneel down with him, and at the same time, they began to slander in their hearts.
"It's strange, this Shi Shangshu clearly understands the emperor's heart best, how could the emperor be so furious this time?"
"What did Shangshu Shi express to make the emperor so angry?"
"It's over. The emperor seems to be kind and ordinary on the surface, but how can such an aura be given out by ordinary people. I'm afraid we will also suffer together."
…
Throwing the memorial directly on Shi Xing'an's black gauze hat, Jiang Beiran shouted, "Raise your head."
Shi Xing'an immediately raised his head after hearing this, but there was no fear on his face.
"Are you testing me?" Jiang Beiran asked expressionlessly.
"I don't dare."
"Don't dare? I think you are very brave. Do you know how much manpower and material resources will be consumed for such a solution?"
Shi Xing'an replied: "I know it, but if we can invite practitioners to help dig it, this method will..."
"Oh~" Jiang Beiran drew a long note after listening, "What a Shi Xing'an, this performance, you want to test whether I understand drought and water conservancy, and second, whether I can mobilize practitioners to help the people, isn't it? "
Hearing Jiang Beiran directly expose the matter, Shi Xing'an not only remained fearless on his face, but a pair of dull eyes suddenly burst into light.
"My emperor is sage! My minister deserves death for his crimes, please punish him by His Majesty."
Jiang Beiran laughed after hearing this, "Get up."
"Please punish me, Your Majesty!" Shi Xing'an still knelt on the ground and shouted.
"Whether to punish or not is my business, now I want you to get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
When Shi Xing'an stood up again, just as Jiang Beiran was about to squat down to pick up the memorial, the two eunuchs behind him rushed forward with a "vicious dog rushing to eat", and the eunuch who picked up the memorial patted the dust on it, knelt down He handed it to Jiang Beiran and said, "Please, Your Majesty."
"Um."
Nodding, Jiang Beiran took the memorial.
"Shi Aiqing is so courageous. Since you are so courageous, do you dare to tell me the purpose of presenting this memorial?"
Without any hesitation, Shi Xing'an replied directly: "Just as the emperor said just now."
"What if I agree?"
"The emperor is either very happy with his achievements, or he is stupid and dishonest, and my country of Cheng will perish."
"How courageous! I hope your ability is as great as your courage, Shi Xing'an obeys."
"My minister is here."
"I order you to draft a new memorial and submit it tomorrow. If you can solve the drought in Dongzhou County, I will let the past go. If you can't! I will punish you for deceiving the emperor!"
"The minister leads the decree to thank you!"
Nodding his head, Jiang Beiran looked at the other ministers who were still kneeling and shouted, "What are you kneeling for, flat body."
After all the ministers stood up, Jiang Beiran said, "Is there anyone else who wants to test me like Shi Aiqing?"
There is no sound...
Faced with Jiang Beiran's question, the ministers below did not even dare to swallow their saliva, and at the same time felt in their hearts that Shi Shangshu was still so different.
For a person like Shi Xing'an who dared to commit crimes, if he had real skills, Jiang Bei would like him very much, but unfortunately, there seemed to be only one of them in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty.
Sighing in disappointment, Jiang Beiran walked up to a young official and asked, "Where is Ai Qing?"
The young official trembled in fright, he had no choice but to see the emperor in front of him too much for him, and now he came over to look for him suddenly, which made him feel a strong sense of foreboding.
But the premonition turned out to be a premonition, and the young official replied immediately: "Reporting to Your Majesty, my humble minister Zu Yongsi is a guest Cao."
"In charge of what."
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the minister is under the management of the Minister of Rites and is responsible for the sacrificial offering."
After looking at Zu Yongsi once, Jiang Beiran asked: "Just now I heard you say that if I am free and easy, you will follow along. I don't know how Zu Aiqing is happy on weekdays."
When Zu Yongsi heard that his already soft legs were paralyzed in an instant, he threw himself on the ground and shouted: "Your Majesty should be punished."
"I ask you, have you presided over a sacrifice?"
"The minister presided over it. The Xiannong Festival at the beginning of spring was organized by the minister, and the Queen's Silkworm Festival was also organized by the minister."
"What needs to be prepared for this Xiannong Festival?"
"need... need to buy..."
Zu Yongsi was dumbfounded, he was just recommended to be an idler, and his subordinates would help to deal with things, he just went up to check the situation, and he didn't know what to buy.
"Weichen was nervous for a while, I couldn't remember, Weichen..."
"Can't remember, right? Okay, no problem, I'll give you time to think about it, come on!"
"The slave is here." The eunuch Wang Shougui stepped forward and responded.
"Fifty staff, just hit next to me." After finishing speaking, Jiang Beiran looked at Nazu Yongsi and said, "When will I remember, when will I let them stop."
"The emperor spares my life, my majesty spares my life!" Zu Yongsi kowtowed after hearing this.
But Jiang Beiran ignored him completely and walked to the next minister.
…
"Ah!" "Ah!!" "Ah!"
"Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy!"
"Your Majesty! I will devote myself to studying after returning home, and dare not... ah!!"
Hearing the screams from the side, most of the officials standing in the courtyard were sweating profusely, and the officials who saw Jiang Beiran walking towards them were even more mournful, their legs trembling in fright.
"Drag it!"
After dragging another young official away, Jiang Beiran sighed deeply. Although he felt that these young officials were a symbol of court corruption yesterday, he was lucky because Yin Jianghong said that Deng Bo was a talent.
Now if you ask a little bit, you will know that these young officials are all idiots, and they can stand above the court without knowing anything.
"Your Majesty, Zuke Cao passed out." Wang Shougui, who supervised the execution, ran to Jiang Beiran to report.
"do you died?"
"There's still a breath left."
"Then wake up, and continue to fight!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Shougui and the other ministers trembled at the same time.
"Yes." Wang Shougui took the order and left.
Following the screams one after another, Jiang Beiran continued his first "morning court".
Until noon, Jiang Beiran glanced at the dying young officials on the bench next to him and the bloody board and said.
"stop."
Jiang Beiran's voice was so loud that all the executioners stopped immediately when they heard it.
Glancing at the remaining officials who hadn't asked questions, Jiang Beiran walked back to the officials and said, "I'll stop here for today. I don't want to see ignorant people in the court in the future. Can bear that in mind.”
After speaking, he looked at the eunuch behind him and said, "Go back to the palace."
When the eunuch heard this, he immediately shouted in a thin voice: "Get up and go back to the palace!"
When Jiang Beiran was far away, many officials finally couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground in fright.
The officials who were not scared and paralyzed on the ground showed joy, their eyes were full of light, and it was the first time that the screams were so pleasant.
After looking at each other for a while, the officials didn't say anything this time.
Because they know that they have ushered in an emperor with a capricious temper. Even if such an emperor gets along for a long time, it is difficult to figure out his temper. Maybe one second he was saying that Ai Qing understands me, and the next second he will directly enter Death row.
For such an emperor, the best way to deal with it is to talk less and do more, and never use words to get close.
On the way back to the palace, Mu Yao, who followed Jiang Beiran as a female official, was in high spirits, looking at Jiang Beiran with bright eyes.
Ever since she was a child, what she hated the most was the corrupt court and ineffective officials, who had brought too much pain to the country.
Now seeing Jiang Beiran grabbing the princes of Nagungun and beating them up one by one, every scream made her feel extremely relieved, and she felt an indescribable sense of joy in her heart.
Although she still doesn't know how Jiang Beiran will govern the country in the end, she knows that he must want to be a good emperor.
Back in the Jingxin Hall, Jiang Beiran turned to look at Mu Yao and asked, "Look, I'm on my way, is there anything wrong?"
"Who! Who's looking at you!" Mu Yao turned her head abruptly.
"Oh, forget it if you don't read it." Jiang Beiran sat down on the dragon chair after finishing speaking, picked up the "Tian Lun" on the table that he hadn't finished reading yesterday, and looked through it.
Cautiously looking at Jiang Beiran again, Mu Yao quietly made a face.
'I don't have a good impression of him, I'm just happy to see those officials being beaten, hum! '
"His Majesty."
When Mu Yao was also looking for a book to read, Wang Shougui came to Jiang Beiran's desk and knelt down and shouted.
"What is it?"
"It's time for lunch."
"I'm not hungry yet."
Wang Shougui just wanted to persuade a few words, but he immediately shut up when he thought of the emperor's sentence "My words are the rules" in the morning, and the beaten and bruised princes.
When Wang Shougui was about to retreat, Jiang Beiran suddenly shouted, "Wang Shougui."
"The servant is here." Wang Shougui quickly responded.
"The last emperor, did he have a tutor?"
"Yes, yes." Wang Shougui nodded.
"Go and call for me."
"Follow the order."