The first thousand two hundred and seventieth chapters(1/2)
On the first day of the first lunar month of the eighth year of Yongshi, the sky was just dawn. In front of the Xuanshi Hall of Weiyang Palace, ministers, envoys and kings from all over the world.
The Weiyang Palace, which was destroyed by a fire seven years ago, has been repaired long ago.
Everything in front of Xuanshi Hall and Xuanshi Hall has also been completely changed.
In front of Xuanshi Hall, a huge square appeared, surrounded by high walls.
Yulin Guards holding heavy halberds stood around the square.
Zhang Yue, wearing black court uniforms and Guanliu, led his ruling team to the railing in front of the Xuanshi Hall, and looked down at the dense imperial ministers from a high place.
Everyone has an incomparable sense of pride and pride from the bottom of their hearts.
"It's a pity that King Han Wenzhong is gone..." The prince's tutor and the general of the chariot and cavalry, Shangguan Jie sighed.
"Yes..." Sang Hongyang also sighed, chasing the late colleague.
Others lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.
But the look on his face has already shown the worries in these people's hearts.
After the Shaofuqing, who died last summer, died by the imperial consul who was posthumously named King of Han, the huge family he left behind immediately fell apart.
The eldest son Gongsun Chang inherited the title of Xiangwuhou and the honor and preferential treatment of the King of Han.
But his family property was divided up by the remaining children.
Therefore, although the consul had passed away for only half a year, his former influence had rapidly subsided.
Instead, there was the rise of a brand new ruling minister - Xing'an Hou Ding Shang and his Mohist faction.
Now, the Mo family has already appeared openly in front of the world with the support of the prime minister of the current dynasty.
In the Imperial Academy, there were openly teaching by Mozhe, and there were several Mojia private gardens in Chang'an City, recruiting disciples.
Of course, today's Mohism, like Confucianism, has long been beyond recognition.
If Confucius and Mo Di come back to life, they may talk about the stick in their hands and beat these unfilial descendants who deceived their teachers and destroyed their ancestors to death!
Today's Mohist family has long abandoned the path of both love and non-aggression.
Even the three-table method has been abandoned.
They have become members of the ruling group like Confucianism, and are the spokespersons of bourgeois workshop owners who are even more terrible than the landlord class represented by Confucianism.
Nowadays, although these people are still young and weak.
But it was no longer comparable to being able to be killed by someone.
They control various state-owned heavy industrial processing factories, mines, smelting plants, etc. that involve national economy and people's livelihood, including Huanxinfeng Workshop Garden, Huanchang'an Manufacturing Area, and Shaofu and Dasiong Nong.
This includes key large-scale water conservancy forging factories, gunpowder production workshops, and mastering the production, design and casting of military and national weapons such as muskets and artillery.
These people also have close ties with the military aristocratic group of the Han Dynasty.
From the first year of Yongshi to the present, many wars between the Han people and foreign countries have had these shadows of the Mohist nobles who have been eroded by capital and flowed with merchants. War is the favorite thing for the capital of the workshop and the technical fanatics of the Mohist family.
Because that means a large number of orders and countless financial support.
When Ding Yan became the ruling minister of the Han family, formally took control of the Shaofu, and obtained the power to formulate workshop technical standards.
The revival of the Mohist school is unstoppable.
With the support of the Mo family, Ding Yan, the Shaofu Qing, became a member of the top ranking among the twelve nobles and officials.
His status is even higher than that of several old ruling ministers - there is no way, the rich one is the old man!
And the Mo family is very rich!
Ding Yan's rise is in sharp contrast with the decline of Gongsun Yi's family.
Therefore, the remaining officials will inevitably feel sad when the rabbit dies.
How to ensure that your family and maintain your current power and wealth has become a topic of concern to everyone.
Zhang Yue looked at these people, these friends from the past, and friends who seized state power with him back then. He carefully observed the expressions of these people, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty felt like a mirror of his mind about these people.
It is human nature to want to be rich and honored forever and maintain the power of descendants.
only……
But it was not in line with the wishes of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty.
"It seems that the decision-making level in the court should move..."
The twelve ministers and officials have been in power for eight years since the first year of Yongshi.
In the past eight years, these people have achieved success and delivered good answers.
However, long-term entrenchment in the core of power has also allowed these people to cultivate a large number of party members and control countless resources.
Now, the country is booming, and naturally all problems are covered up.
But what about the future?
What about a hundred years later?
What's more, these people have been in the position for too long, which is not conducive to Zhang Yue's own interests.
As soon as he thought of this, [tick] Zhang Yue said to everyone: "You guys, there is something I want to inform you..."
"Prime Minister, please say..." Everyone bowed one after another.
"It's like this..." Zhang Yue said slowly: "I and all the officials, I have been in power for the Emperor on the government of Tian. As for this year, it has been eight years..."
"Lai Tian's shelter and the support of the people, he has achieved some minor achievements..."
"But, the running water does not rot or the door hinge does not rot..."
"You guys, we have been in power for eight years... it's too long..."
"It's time to give young people and younger generations some chance..."
"What do you think?"
Everyone listened, raised their heads and looked at Zhang Yue in great shock.
Especially Sang Hongyang, Shangguan Jie and others, because they asked themselves that they had done their best to assist Zhang Yue over the years, and they had devoted themselves to their efforts.
But now, this prime minister who is in power has the idea of killing the donkey?
This really shocked them and scared.
Even Zhang Anshi and Jun did not doubt such an imperial party were extremely resistant - they did support and support the emperor one day in the future.
But it is definitely not now!
To be precise, supporting the emperor in the imperial party is actually a slogan.
Just like the Confucian scholars outside now shouting "The people value the king and the king are less important." The criminal prison officials of the Legalists stabbed the sleeves "The law has no high or low status, and punishment has no rank". The Moists of the Mo family engraved Mo Di's three formulas on the stone tablet in front of the Mo family's school.
They are just slogans, gimmicks, and tricks to fool people.
When it really comes to my turn, few people are willing to practice it.
On the contrary, Confucian scholars who yelled that the people valued the king and ignored the king would regard "not competing for profit with the people" as a shield, and judicial judges who believed in "no noble or low law, no rank of punishment" quietly opened the back door for their relatives, asked for relationships, and reduced their guilt. This is the daily routine of the Tingwei. As for the Momen...
Which of the Mozhe in Chang'an City is not rich and powerful?
The same is true for the Imperial Party.
If the emperor returned to power, they need to sacrifice their current power and status.
So the emperor?
It is better to stay in Weiyang Palace and be an obedient puppet.
"Prime Minister... Is this... too exaggerated..." Shangguan Jie said cautiously.
"Yes... Prime Minister... It's not that I'm waiting for love but not going, it's really... those things we are worried about the Prime Minister's great cause..." Sang Hongyang lowered his head and agreed.
"The General of the Cheqi and the Grand Secretary said very much..." Jun said sadly: "Who can cure the world, who can do it?"
Even Zhang Anshi advised: "Prime Minister thinks twice!"
There is no way, they have all tasted the sweetness of power and are used to holding great power, painting the affairs of the country, and saying a word is the only one that holds the moon.
How could you give up easily?
On the contrary, Xu Xiangru, Xin Wuling, and Wang Mang watched without saying a word.
Because even if they do not have the title of a ruling minister, no one dares to underestimate their existence.
Not to mention those who are next to you, these three generals have always served as the deputy generals of Wuyuan. Now most of the generals and officials in the Han army have listened to their lessons, and many young generals have been promoted by them.
Except for the Prime Minister, their prestige in the army was unmatched.
Of course, even if it is a white commoner, as long as the Prime Minister still believes in them.
Then, no one can shake their wealth and power.
This is the difference between military generals and civil officials.
To be continued...