The stupid son of Chongba

Chapter 89 Establishing a secret team! The predecessor of Jinyiwei?! (44)

"Dad, what do you mean by this? I don't quite understand."

Zhu Biao was puzzled.
“Isn’t it a good thing to have clean politics, be non-partisan and selfless?”

"As an emperor, do you like to see factional strife?"

Before they knew it, the two of them had walked to the outside of the Huagai Palace.

"Let's go in and talk."

Zhu Yuanzhang walked into the Huagai Hall, and immediately the eunuchs knelt down to pay their respects, and the palace maids also stepped forward quickly to serve him tea.

"The situation you described is, of course, the most ideal, but the question is, does a dynasty with clear politics, no party and no selflessness really exist?"

Old Zhu took a sip of tea, dismissed his attendants, then looked at Zhu Biao and asked with a smile.

Zhu Biao began to recall, but Zhu Yuanzhang did not give him too much time to think and gave a decisive answer:

"Looking through the history books, we can tell you clearly - no!"

"Let me tell you, human nature is complicated, and the collective of people is even more complicated! Those officials are all the best of the best. Can a court composed of them be clear and bright?"

"You think too much!"

"If you see that everything looks clear and bright at first glance, then you should be alert. It is very likely that those officials have all united together and become a solid block, working together to create a false appearance and deceive you!"

When Zhu Biao heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

"Party strife is certainly not a good thing. It will lead to mutual oppression and even internal fighting!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice,

"But if the intensity of the fight can be controlled by the monarch, then it may not be a bad thing!"

"In the process of strife and fighting, they will naturally rack their brains to defeat each other. Then, they will spare no effort to investigate, collect, and expose each other's shortcomings! And then present them to us!"

"In this way, without any effort, we can see the true colors of all officials and get a hold of their evidence!"

Zhu Biao suddenly realized.

"So this is what Dad meant..."

He stroked his chin and said,
"Take our Ming Dynasty for example. Maybe the Zhejiang East Party does not exist, but we need someone to supervise the Huaixi Party. So even if there is no such party, we should pretend that it exists. If that doesn't work, we can even cultivate one specially!"

"At the same time, the Huaixi Party will in turn supervise the Zhejiang East Party, forming a mutual supervision and checks and balances!"

"As an emperor, you only need to strike a good balance to control them. No matter who does something bad, it will be revealed immediately!"

"In addition, the emperor's power will be consolidated, because he has the leverage over everyone. If he wants to do something to someone, he can quickly find a reason to kill them!"

Snapped!
"Good boy, you have learned to draw inferences from one example!"

Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Biao on the shoulder and praised him:

"Yes, that's right! But you're still thinking too well."

"If you want to get hold of everyone's handles, it's not enough to rely on the checks and balances of the two parties, because the information they present may not be false, but it is definitely exaggerated! The more intense the fight, the more distorted the news!"

"This will lead to our misjudgment and we will end up being used as a knife by others."

Zhu Biao held his forehead.

"so what should I do now?"

He said with a tired look on his face,
"I originally thought that the rulers only needed to handle government affairs, but I didn't expect there were so many tricks."

"so tired!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Are you tired already? We have only just arrived!"

Old Zhu waved his hand and said,

"Actually, I've been thinking about something recently. You just happened to mention this impeachment memorial. It seems that this matter needs to be put on the agenda..."

"We are thinking about setting up a team to monitor all officials and accurately grasp their actions!"

"As long as we combine the Imperial Guards and the Procuratorate, we will definitely have enough manpower."

Zhu Biao's pupils shrank.

"Inspectors? Are they the ones who have been doing secret intelligence work?"

He was surprised.
"They are still there? Didn't you disperse them and send them into various armies?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and shook his head.

"These people are very experienced in gathering intelligence. How can we bear to use them as soldiers?"

"During the war, they were used to deal with Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng and others. Now that the world is at peace, we will transfer them back to investigate internal officials! This is called making the best use of resources!"

"Besides, many times the hidden dangers inside are greater than those outside! With them here, we can nip them in the bud as soon as we find any signs!"

"What do you think of our idea?"

Zhu Biao frowned and fell into deep thought.

Old Zhu was not in a hurry. He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, waiting for his son's answer.

"Organizing such a team... is possible, but I think it should be done in secret."

After a moment, Zhu Biao raised his head and said solemnly,

"We can't do it openly! Otherwise, it will be a very bad trend, just like the appointment of cruel officials during the reign of Wu Zetian, who reported things based on rumors, which eventually made people panic and the government and the public uneasy."

"The most important thing is not to set a bad example for future rulers!"

"Dad just said that we can't think of everything too well. You think this organization can help you control everything, but have you ever thought about its drawbacks?" Zhu Yuanzhang listened to Zhu Biao's narration, and the approval in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Well, you are worthy of being our leader. Your political views are very mature!"

He smiled and said,
"You're right. This kind of thing should be done in secret and not in public!"

"The Imperial Guard is still the Imperial Guard. We just expanded the number of personnel so that they can protect us and have more tasks to do!"

"You can organize this matter according to your own ideas. As for the leader, I think we should let Mao Xiang continue to be the commander!"

Zhu Biao nodded.

"Yes, I'll go and integrate it later."

The relationship between father and son is completely different from the relationship between emperors and princes in all dynasties.

They are really like-minded and will discuss everything with each other.

Zhu Yuanzhang was completely unreserved towards Zhu Biao.

"By the way, Dad, I have compiled an article about my philosophy and handed it to Master Song."

Zhu Biao laughed and said,

"Master Song seems to be very supportive of the School of Mind and has gathered many Confucian scholars to discuss it. I think we may not even be needed to add fuel to the fire. As long as Master Song takes action, he can set off a trend in the whole city."

"After all, his status in the hearts of scholars is too high. The knowledge he advocates will surely attract countless Confucian scholars to study."

For a great scholar like Song Lian, even if he farted, there would probably be people willing to write a "Fart Fu" for him!
"Hehe, this old guy has always been very careful about his reputation. When we asked him to sing praises for us, he always gave up. But now, he has taken action on his own initiative."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted twice and said,
"That's a good thing. Let him take the lead first and see how the response goes!"

"What you need to do is to reverse the verdict, dig up the public opinion of that year, and thoroughly refute it, so that people all over the world know that our Ming Dynasty is righteous and prosperous, and that we have gained the country in the most righteous way!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao couldn't help laughing.

Dad is still the same vengeful person.

The public opinion back then has long turned to dust, and I guess few people remember it now, but he still has to dig it up again and whip up a corpse.

"why are you laughing?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

"No, no, I'm just happy for Xiaojuzi and for my parents..."

Zhu Biao pursed his lips, bowed and said,

"Ahem... Dad, take a good rest. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around and started parkour.

"This brat..."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao's back and couldn't help laughing.

Today's conversation made him even more satisfied with Zhu Biao. This kid clearly had the potential to become an emperor!
Maybe my dream can really be realized early...

……

That night, at Song Lian’s residence.

A long table was filled with various fruits and delicious delicacies.

For the Song family, who have always had a light diet, this can only be described as rare.

However, faced with this sumptuous meal, the people sitting around the table didn't even look at it and were arguing with each other.

"What do you mean the mind is the principle? What do you mean there is nothing outside the mind? I don't agree with that! The principle of heaven is the principle of heaven. What does it have to do with the mind?"

"That's right. We have studied the principles for a lifetime, and now you tell me that there is nothing outside the mind and that the mind is everything? Are you learning Zen Buddhism to be witty? I beg to differ!"

"Haha, I think this theory of the heart gives people a refreshing feeling. Previously, I was a little confused about some of Mencius' arguments. Now that I see this theory of the heart, I suddenly feel like I have been enlightened!"

"Yes, I feel the same way! This psychology is definitely not nonsense. Let me think about it carefully. This knowledge... is really profound!"

"Feeling? Bullshit! Can knowledge be gained through feeling? If that's the case, then no one needs to study anymore and just do things based on feeling!"

"You...you are vulgar!"

"You are talking nonsense and are ignorant!"

“#￥%……&#@!!!”

The Confucian scholars were not satisfied with the war of words, so they started a fight of insults. When the war of insults escalated further, they even wanted to fight!

The two hot-tempered Confucian scholars argued until their faces turned red, and suddenly they started pushing each other, frightening everyone so much that they hurriedly separated them.

But even though they were separated, the two were still swearing at each other, showing no sign of being scholars at all, and the scene was chaotic for a while!
Until a cough was heard——

"cough!"

Song Lian was seen walking out of the room with a cane and looking at everyone.

In an instant, all the Confucian scholars stopped their noise and stood still.

"Mr. Song!"

"Master Song."

The two Confucian scholars who were about to fight suddenly came to their senses, stopped immediately, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at Song Lian.

Both of them studied under Song Lian and were considered Song Lian's disciples.

Now, with his blood boiling and impulsiveness, he actually started a fight in his mentor's house, causing a huge mess. How... is this disgraceful? !
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