"Son, do you think that the people from the Yuzongtang did not agree with this matter, they were on your side?" Mu Yingbao asked with a smile.

Brother Hui put down the bucket in his hand and looked at his mother. "My son didn't think so, he just felt that since they did not get involved in this matter, the son spoke, and they should come forward to deal with this matter."

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head, "Their identities are indeed suitable for doing this, but they still cannot find them. Whether it is them or the other ministers in the court, the reason why they did not follow suit does not mean that they do not support those few people.

Some people may be hesitating, some people may be waiting and watching the developments before making decisions. Some people, even if they don’t agree with those people, are not confident enough, so they choose to shut up.”

"Mother, my son knows that you must have an idea, so don't torture your son, hurry up and say it." Brother Hui was anxious.

Mu Yingbao patted his shoulder; "Son, I believe you. After the incident happened, you must be thinking of countermeasures, and you already have an idea. Come on, let's talk."

"Mother, are you testing your son?" Brother Hui acted spoiled.

Mu Yingbao spread his hands; "Son, you are now taking care of the emperor of a country. You can't handle this matter. So just go back to grow sweet potatoes with Wei Mom and set up a stall on the street to sell roasted sweet potatoes."

Brother Hui looked at his mother worriedly, and he really wanted to say yes, okay, it would be better to leave now.

It’s okay to sell sweet potatoes, grilled fish, and grilled corn. What’s not about being free and easy? Smelling the fragrance while selling it. Just eat it when you’re hungry. It’s so simple and happy.

"Okay, let's talk about it, but the mother can't make a joke if she doesn't say it well." Brother Hui surrendered helplessly.

"What does it matter if my mother smiles? There are no outsiders." Mu Yingbao still joked, let's go to the pavilion over there to chat.

In the pavilion not far away, someone had already hung lanterns, and moths and flying insects were flying around the lanterns.

Brother Hui said ok, and walked over there with her. He didn't carry the small bucket on the ground, and he would carry the people who followed him not far away.

Some people came to prepare first in the pavilion, and mats were laid on the stone bench and fruits were placed on the stone table.

"Where is my son, I remember my mother said, "The big waves wash away the sand, and the rest is gold..." As soon as Brother Hui said this, Mu Yingbao burst out laughing.

"Mother?" Brother Hui looked at her sadly, encouraging himself to express his thoughts, and then he would hit people?

Mu Yingbao quickly waved his hand to explain, "Son, don't get me wrong. It's either what you think or what you just said. I just told your father during the day, so you understand."

When Brother Hui heard this, his mother's expression didn't look like he was fooling himself.

"What mother meant, wouldn't she think of going with her son, right?" Brother Hui had such an idea, but he still couldn't believe that his thoughts were really synchronized with his mother's ability to be able to do so?

"Well, I'm curious too, son, please continue to talk." Mu Yingbao was also a little excited and excited.

"Okay, my son continues. My son's idea is like this. Since what happened this time is not agreed by all the civil and military officials in the court, but a small part, can it be understood that what the small part of people mentioned is also the reason for the small part of people themselves.

He is such a person, so he thinks that way. This has an absolute relationship with his own thoughts.

As the king of a country, what my son wants to do is how to let the people of Yanguo live a good life of peace and prosperity, not starve or be freezing. The son will do whatever it is effective.

My son will not think about anything else, nor will he be confused. After the people have enough food and clothing, they will think about it with fullness and warmth. They will not know how to be grateful and become lazy.

Mother, this idea should be fine, right?" Brother Hui stopped and asked halfway.

Mu Yingbao didn't laugh and nodded very seriously.

This kid is not bad!

"Since my son thinks so well, why can't that group of people behave like their son, just thinking about how to assist their son in the government and think about how to make the people of Yanguo live a good life?

What do they have to worry about the bad things they imagined?

My son felt that after all, these ministers were not qualified enough.

My son doesn’t need such ministers. Even if their original intention is to consider my son, I will not appreciate it for my own good.

After ascending the throne, my son can give the court a major blood change, which does not mean that the people who are officials in the court are now nailed to the court like nails and will not change. If it is not suitable to be my minister, there is no need to keep it. What should I do to cause disaster?

And, in the name of my goodness?

I, Yanguo, have a lot of talents, and those who have not entered the court may not have no talent and ability." At this point, Brother Hui stopped again and observed his mother's reaction.

Because he found that the more he said, the more serious his mother's expression became, so that he felt a little confused.

"Don't keep it a secret, keep talking." Mu Yingbao couldn't hide his inner excitement and urged him.

"My son also needs to eliminate bad things and give other talented people the opportunity to serve the country and the people. Therefore, my son wants to eliminate people who are not suitable to stay in the court and serve as officials. Mother, what do you think your son's idea is? Is it feasible?" Brother Hui finally took the initiative to tell his mother all his real plans and thoughts.

Mu Yingbao raised his hands and gave the child a thumbs up; "I'm right, my son is the best and the best."

"Mother, is it true? Do you also think that your son's idea is feasible?" Brother Hui stood up excitedly.

Mu Yingbao nodded with certainty, "Son, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Now, Brother Hui smiled without restraint; "Of course I thought about it, but didn't my mother say that she only did what she thought was right and right. The process is not important. Those who do big things do not care about the details. If you want to be better, there will definitely be a price to pay, but what is important is the result.

If the son really does this, the son believes that the result will definitely be good.

Besides, your son, I am the emperor, and it is impossible for you to do anything against your wishes to satisfy your ministers.

Being an emperor does not have the domineering spirit of an emperor, so it is better for a son to go with his mother to sell roasted sweet potatoes."

"Okay, it's indeed my Mu Yingbao's son." Mu Yingbao slapped the table excitedly.

Brother Hui was shocked and laughed out loud. "Mother, you haven't told your son yet, what did you think before? Are we both the same thinking?"

"Do you believe it, son? It's the same? If you don't believe it, go and ask your father. When I come back in the carriage, that's what I told him. Besides, what our Yanguo lacks the most is people. It's not difficult to select pillars who are truly useful to the country." Mu Yingbao felt relaxed.

It's great. I don't have to do my son's ideological work anymore. My son's heart is like a mirror. He knows very clearly what to do.

"But mother, you may have to suffer a little more grievance next." Brother Hui said with some sadness.
Chapter completed!