Two hundred and forty seventh chapters have their own ideas
If someone else said this to the emperor, the emperor might have pulled his sword and slashed the man himself, but the person who spoke was two of the three ministers in the court, and the emperor could not ignore it. He asked Xiao Zheng to bring up all the more than thirty memorials and put them on his imperial desk.
The emperor opened one of them, read it carefully, closed it and frowned slightly, and then opened the second one.
There were more than thirty memorials in total, and even Chen Kuan himself did not have the patience to read them one by one. Later, he just took a simple glance at them, but Emperor Yuan Zhao read them in detail one by one. By the time he closed the last memorial, half an hour had passed.
The emperor sighed.
"Donalds, the court should send people to the southwest to verify the situation. If there is really a drought in the southwest, the court should exempt the tax from the tax, and provide relief to the disaster. There is no need to look like an irreconcilable look."
Emperor Yuan Zhao glanced at Chen Kuan.
"What do you think?"
Speaking of this, if Emperor Taikang said it, then the ministers below could already hear the slightest silence and would probably not continue to say it. However, the young Emperor Yuan Zhao, Chen Kuan and others were auxiliary ministers. In theory, there are several auxiliary ministers in power, not this young emperor.
So Chen Xiang frowned slightly: "What Your Majesty said is that people should indeed be sent to the southwest to verify the situation, but the preparations that the court should make must also be done, otherwise if this continues, the southwest will no longer be able to control it!"
He lowered his head and said, "From now, Mr. Li, who is far away in Yongzhou, should be arrested in the capital to question the crime. Even if he doesn't ask for the crime, he will take it back to the capital to see him. He cannot continue to stay in Yongzhou!"
The emperor smiled bitterly and looked at Chen Kuan.
"What crime is Chen Xiang going to use to bring the Taifu back to Beijing?"
Chen Kuan was stunned.
Indeed, Li Xin had no relationship with the Southwest on his face. At this moment, he was filial to his hometown in Yongzhou. The court could not hold the Southwest matters to him no matter what.
Even if the court did it unreasonably, the Grand Tutor Li was not the one who suffered a loss. No one could figure out what would happen then.
Chen Kuan was silent.
Yan Shouzhuo, the censor of the Censorate, bowed to the emperor and said respectfully: "What is your Majesty's holy intention?"
Emperor Yuan Zhao stood up from the chair. The 14-year-old man, who was only fourteen years old, was like Li Xin, put his hands into his sleeves, walked to the two assistant ministers, and sighed slightly: "Now the court is in charge of the imperial court and Yan Sikong. What do I have to say? Can you both listen?"
Even after the emperor took power, the Shangshutai had the power to check and balance the power of the emperor. What's more, the emperor of Yuan Zhao has not yet ruled. In fact, Chen Kuanda could skip the emperor and directly deploy troops to the southwest. However, doing so would undoubtedly arouse the emperor's jealousy. Two years later, the emperor would not escape the prison.
So at this time, several auxiliary ministers still respected the opinions of this young emperor very much.
Chen Kuan lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty is kidding. Whether it is the country or the court, it is your Majesty's holy intention, and I will naturally obey it."
Emperor Yuan Zhao nodded and said happily: "According to my opinion, big things have turned into small things, small things have turned into drought in the southwest, so I will send someone to investigate. It doesn't matter if I check it for a year or two. Anyway, it will be found that the southwest has suffered a disaster in the end."
The reason is very simple. If the imperial court really sends the censor to the southwest to find out the drought, then no matter which censor goes, as long as he comes back, he will most likely report the drought to the court.
Because if you tell the truth, you will probably not be able to leave the southwest.
The emperor took a deep breath and whispered: "I understand what you mean in my heart, but now is not the time to turn against the Southwest. Let us be patient and wait for the opportunity."
Speaking of this, the emperor paused and continued, "Along with that, the southwest has nothing to do with my teacher's departure. Before real evidence, it is better for you to not talk nonsense everywhere. The two are still in charge of the imperial court, but my teacher left Beijing sadly and handed over all the power in his hands. He went back to his hometown to work. Since he had already admitted defeat, you should be more tolerant."
Chen Kuan's eyebrows frowned.
He lowered his head and said to the emperor in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, whether Mr. Li has any connection with the southwest is clear in his heart. Besides, even if this matter can be put aside and not mentioned for the time being, the matter in the southwest has reached an urgent point. If it is not curbed, it will be even more difficult in the future!"
He lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I would like to increase troops from Hanzhong. Even if we do not move troops to the southwest for the time being, we must guard the southwest gateway in case of emergency!"
"The court cannot turn a blind eye to this, otherwise those people in the southwest will become more rampant."
Even Emperor Yuan Zhao was a little annoyed after being confronted by someone for a few words. He shook his sleeves and groaned: "Forget it, the two are the assistant ministers left by the late emperor. I have not yet taken charge of the rule and are not convenient to participate in state affairs. Shen Xiang discussed with Yan Sikong to do it. Why ask me?"
As he said that, the young emperor also became angry and turned around and left with his hands.
When he got angry, Chen Gang and Yan Shouzhuo immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed without saying a word.
Emperor Yuan Zhao ignored them and walked straight from the study to the bedroom of Weiyang Palace. As soon as he walked to his bedroom, he angrily took off the emperor Chaotian Temple, who had just changed from his head, and threw it on the ground.
"Two old men, I don't think I know why I don't know what the Southwest is!"
"These two people don't know the teacher at all!"
After he got angry, he broke a few more porcelains, and then sat on the steps of the bedroom, gasping continuously.
"The father wanted to fight against the southwest more than once, and even asked Pei Jin to fight against the southwest. In the end, the southwest was safe and the teacher was safe and sound. These two old men, in terms of methods, were far less than that of the father, so how could they have such courage!"
Emperor Yuan Zhao cursed a few times, sat up from the steps and sat on his soft couch with some depressed disdain.
To be honest, his current power is far less than that of several auxiliary ministers. If several auxiliary ministers want to fight the west, he will not even be able to stop him.
Thinking of this, he looked towards Yongzhou in the south, sighed helplessly, and muttered to himself: "Teacher, what are you going to do..."
"No matter what, you can talk about it slowly..."
After muttering to himself for a while, the emperor finally recovered his energy, sat up from the soft couch, and took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes.
"Xiao Zheng."
The eunuch Xiao Zheng immediately bowed his head respectfully to the emperor.
"I'm here."
The emperor slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"You go to the Grand Governor's Office and invite the Grand Governor into the palace, and you will say I will ask him to discuss matters."
Xiao Zheng immediately lowered his head.
Chapter completed!