Xu Wei could see that Tang Yi had the intention to retire after success, but the stolen thing he left behind must be inherited, and this heir must also implement his proposal and continue to fight with the emperor. He must also have the ability to eat the emperor tightly. To put it in a big way, it is to protect the new policy, and to put it in a small way, it is to protect the safety of the Tang family.

Obviously, Shen Shixing is one of the candidates Tang Yi likes, but this guy is the same as Tang Yi, and he is both gloomy and has a bright and beautiful mood on the surface. He is very happy to open the market, but he is full of genius in secret and is never polite to plot against others.

If Shen Shixing wants to take over, if this guy turns around and strikes, Tang Yi will be very happy.

This is not without the lessons of the past. Xu Jie chose Zhang Juzheng by mistake, and was made to be neither human nor ghost. Tang Yi could not make Xu Jie's mistake.

He asked Shen Shixing to go to Henan to act as the sword to kill the King of Zhou and the Royal Guardian Sect. Even if he takes office in the future, he will not be able to repair his relationship with the royal family and can only continue to fight to the death.

It's sinister, it's so sinister!

Fatty Xu thought so.

"Brother Wen, you have been studying for so many years and have not made any progress at all... Oh, it's not right. At least your belly is getting bigger and bigger, how many are you pregnant?"

Xu Wei's old face turned red, and he looked down at his belly bigger than Maitreya Buddha, which was too fat even to cover his official uniform, and his swimming ring was covered with swimming rings. How could Xu Dacai really feel!

"The surname of Tang is not to mock people. Xu is a big belly, a big heart, a fat body, and not like some people who are petty!"

Tang Yi rolled his eyes, "How do you know I am a scheming person? If he doesn't do it well, how could my subordinates be willing to support him? If you want to become the spokesperson for one party's interests and do not bravely rush forward, there will be no one who follows behind to get a bargain. I, Mr. Tang, also went in and out on the battlefield seven times, could it be that Brother Wen had forgotten?"

Xu Wei was really asked. It has been difficult for Tang Yi over the years. I really don’t know how many risks he has taken to get to where he is today.

"It's done, I can't tell you!"

Fatty Xu pulled the chair and leaned closer, "You asked me to draft the Royal Ordinance and encountered a lot of trouble."

"How to say it?"

"Reasonablely, this regulation is to limit the imperial power, but the question is whether the power after restriction is to fall into the cabinet or the advisory council. In the future, the royal family, the cabinet and the advisory council will divide the power, and whether other institutions should be set up, which party is the military power and financial power belong to. The things are complicated. Although many drafts have been made, after I read it, there are many contradictions and it is difficult to reconcile. Each item is very involved, and this is not something that my little body can bear."

Xu Wei said, shrugging helplessly, which was very funny. Tang Yi took a secret breath, which was indeed difficult to deal with. He proposed that the provinces establish advisory bureaus, which was to gather the power of the people to suppress the imperial power. The power of ministers comes from the people, not from the emperor, but from heaven.

In this case, it is reasonable to say that the Consultative Conference is the core of the empire.

However, the Consultative Conference is now in its inception, and the representatives selected from various places are of varying quality, and there are quite a few potential royalists. Relying on them may not be reliable.

If power is left in the cabinet, not every cabinet master considers himself so much. Moreover, from the beginning, the cabinet was designed as the emperor's secretariat, which serves as an advisor to the emperor.

The Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, from the Grand Secretary of the Zhongji Palace to the Bachelor of the Dong Pavilion, all of them are fifth-rank. If there is no title of Gonggu Shi Shao, Tang Yi would have to wear a blue robe!

In fact, it is not only a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, but also a Sixth Corps. They are all in the seventh rank. Typically, they use small control over big positions and low positions to be worthy of weight. After all, it is also to prevent ministers from taking over power and serve the emperor.

The same is true in local areas. For example, the three departments are divided into power, and the governor and the censor are restrained by each other. Although the governor is actually a rank of the third or fourth rank, the governor is a second-rank official, with his subordinates higher than his superiors and a lot of political participation under his command. The governor is only a lonely person, and he will not suppress the local tyrants. Unless a particularly strong governor, he will be eaten tightly.

In a nutshell, the Ming Dynasty was full of constraints and restraints. The spirit of using small to control the big, distorted power and responsibility, and pathological checks and balances, with only one purpose, to ensure the stability of imperial power.

If the inner court was just cut off and these distortions were not corrected, one day when the emperor grew up, he could still take back the scattered power.

Tang Yi closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and said quietly: "Brother Wen, do you mean to completely adjust the official system from top to bottom?"

"That's right, I think that at least the governor and governor must become permanent officials and real officials, the Grand Secretary must become the first-class official, the Prime Minister must be verified, and the Six Certificates must be promoted to the same level as the Censorate. The entire civil service system must be flawless from top to bottom, so that it can truly shoulder the responsibility, rather than being inauthentic and unsatisfied like now."

Of course, Tang Yi could hear Xu Wei's suggestion. He had long felt that the Grand Secretary was a little strange, and he sounded like a teacher in the school, not the master of the empire.

In fact, this is true. The so-called Grand Secretary is to teach, assist, and consultant. To put it bluntly, he is to serve the emperor.

Now, it is better to completely reform the original bureaucratic system.

Of course, Tang Yi also knew deeply that the reforms of the storm were very refreshing, but the benefits that were too great would be affected and there would be a lot of rebounds.

What's more, the undermining of imperial power has been done too much, and the advisory meeting has been organized. The reforms in all aspects have made many people unable to relieve themselves and overwhelmed. If they continue to do so, it is really difficult to deal with internal and external troubles.

Tang Yi was very confident, but not arrogant. He knew that any change would require the right time, such as undermining the imperial power. If the Li family had not been crazy and regarded all officials as enemies, there would have been no one who fought back.

If it weren't for the locust plague, he wouldn't be able to immigrate overseas vigorously.

Reforming the official system also requires a very good opportunity. There are two ways to get opportunities, one is to create opportunities, and the other is to wait for opportunities.

What should I do?

Tang Yi was thinking, but he didn't expect that a god-given opportunity fell from the sky and the huge pie fell on Tang Yi's head. The one who brought the pie was his precious son, Tang Ping'an.

Not long ago, Mo Chao's Supreme Emperor Mo Maochao was assassinated and Mo Chao was completely in chaos.

The child Ping'an dared to swear to the sky that he would never have done anything bad, but that guy Wang Yin may not be... Speaking of which, when Wang Yin was under Hu Zongxian, he was known as a poisonous man, and he had many bad ideas, such as capturing Wang Zhi's family, forging letters from Mrs. Wang, coaxing Wang Zhi, fanning the flames everywhere, causing civil strife in the Japanese pirates and fighting each other to join each other. Everyone was shuddered when they mentioned Wang Shiyue.

But when he reached Tang Yi's subordinates, this guy cherished his feathers and didn't like everything too much. He only used three points if he had tens of strength, which made him lose his hands and feet, and Wang Yin's talents were buried a lot.

After arriving in Annan, this guy no longer had any scruples and fully utilized his ability to fly immortals outside the sky and hang antelope. Not long ago, the Ming army gathered 7,000 musketeers, plus 35,000 Mocha soldiers, and under the leadership of Mo Jinggong, he fought in Qinghua.

The Ming Navy blocked the sea routes of Qinghua City, and fired artillery and bombarded the people in the city, destroying countless fishing boats. The battle lasted for ten days, and the defenders in Qinghua City were isolated and had no help, so they could only offer the city to surrender.

After taking the Qinghua, Mo Jinggong was overjoyed, and he was so beautiful that he was so beautiful that he had no nose bubbles.

Qinghua is different from other places. The geographical location here is important and it is a key transportation between the north and the south. At the same time, a few years ago, his father Qian Wang Mo Jingdian was injured when he attacked Qinghua, and later lost his life.

Qinghua was sad and mo Jinggong took it down. After taking it down, he immediately slaughtered the whole city. No one who had anything to do with the Hou Li Dynasty was left and killed for twenty days. The blood stained the bay red. The floating corpses attracted countless sharks, and the entire city was shrouded in bloody terror.

Ping An felt very uncomfortable. He returned to Hanoi early, too lazy to see Annan go crazy.

Mo Jinggong's crazy killing attracted dissatisfaction from all parties, including the noble royal family of Mo Chao, who took the opportunity to advise the Supreme Emperor Mo Mao, demanding that Mo Jinggong be lifted out of military power.

Of course, Mo Maoqia knew that the Ming army was behind his nephew. He didn't have the courage to think about it. After thinking about it, he decided to lead his troops to Qinghua personally, which was to comfort the place and to clean up people's hearts, but in fact he was to restrain Mo Jinggong, so as not to do whatever he wanted.

Mo Maoqia led 20,000 troops according to the plan, and with the company of civil and military officials, he arrived in Qinghua, met his nephew, and appointed him as King Ping, and rewarded him a lot, and then he was transferred to Mo Jinggong to return to Hanoi.

Mo Jinggong was not stupid either. He saw that his uncle wanted to lift himself up and underestimate power. He simply pretended to be sick and stayed at Qinghua and refused to leave. The two of them were exhausted. Unfortunately, once Mo Maoqia inspected the army and watched the army demonstrate the firearm. When he was ecstatic and intoxicated with the power of the weapon, a lead bullet flew from somewhere and exploded Mo Maoqia's head.

The Supreme Emperor was assassinated!

Mo Chao was in chaos. Emperor Mo Quan believed that Mo Jinggong killed his father Mo Maochao. He was so sad that he swears to the heavens, threatening to attack the rebels and actively dispatch troops.

Mo Jinggong was hard to tell and had no time to investigate who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was so cruel that he could only try his best to catch the troops and hold his own troops.

However, the small Qinghua could not support tens of thousands of people, and Mo Jinggong's subordinates were disintegrated and were in a state of disintegration. He had no other choice but to seek help from Ping An and the Ming Dynasty.

"...Mo Jinggong promised that as long as the Ming Dynasty could support him, defeat Mo Quan and seize the throne, he would be willing to offer Qinghua and Haifang Port with both hands. Qinghua alone had four million acres of farmland. According to a family of three, 40 acres of farmland, it was enough to accommodate 300,000 people..."

Tang Yi's eyes lit up. Qinghua not only had farmland, but also large forests, and harbors, which could fish and do business. There was no problem with immigrating 500,000 yuan. Moreover, with these 500,000 immigrants, whales swallowed and eroded, Annan would soon fall into control...
Chapter completed!