Speaking of which, it was quite funny. Zhu Yijun himself had considered the worries that Zhao Zhigao had mentioned.
Zhu Yijun had dabbled in those extremely clear negative examples in history under Shen Li's guidance. Zhu Yijun was not completely ignorant of those regimes that had collapsed because of internal strife.
After becoming an adult, especially after taking over the government, Zhu Yijun had set himself the standard of an orthodox and wise ruler. For this reason, he had repeatedly reviewed his knowledge of history and learned many useful lessons from it.
In order to maintain balance, dividing the officials was a last resort. But once the fighting between the officials broke through a certain critical point and turned from a battle of right and wrong to a battle of personal feelings, then the situation in the court would go out of control.
But for the current Zhu Yijun, what was even more difficult was that if he did not use Shen Yicheng, who else could he use?
Zhu Yijun had no other choice. He had no allies. He was an emperor alone. Who could help him?
So this question was actually meaningless.
"Minister Shen, please rise!"
Zhu Yijun had Shen Yicheng rise, and then he ordered the young attendant next to him, "Find a seat for the vice chief and serve tea."
The two young attendants immediately went to do it, and Shen Yicheng hurriedly expressed his thanks.
"This old subject thanks Your Majesty!"
After saying this, Shen Yicheng only felt that the joy in his heart was about to burst out of his chest.
Finally … finally, this day had come.
He could finally become the Grand Secretary, the day he could become the Grand Secretary who was second only to one and above tens of thousands!
The emperor's words and the emperor's attitude were all telling Shen Yicheng — — you are the next Grand Secretary, there is no need to say anything more.
He really did not expect that the person who laid the last brick on his road to the Grand Secretary would be Zhao Zhigao.
Shen Yicheng glanced at Zhao Zhigao and found that Zhao Zhigao was also looking at him with narrowed eyes. It was unknown what kind of emotion was in his eyes.
Regret? Disappointment? Worry? Confusion? Powerlessness?
Shen Yicheng did not care anymore.
He knew that his position as the Prime Minister was secured. Neither Zhao Zhigao nor Shen Li could control his fate.
The chair was brought and the tea was served. Shen Yicheng thanked the Emperor again and put half of his buttocks on the chair. He did not dare to sit completely on it like Zhao Zhigao. He appeared to be very cautious.
Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with this.
This at least proved that Shen Yicheng knew the gravity of the situation in front of him. He did not lose his head because of this sudden good news.
"Minister Shen, apart from the Imperial Censorate, Shen Li and Yu Jideng, who else objects to Minister Xiao's promotion to Duke Qin?"
Zhu Yijun asked.
Shen Yicheng pondered for a moment.
"Your Majesty, there won't be any more objections."
Shen Yicheng gave a definite answer, "Other than them, no one else will oppose it. This old official can guarantee it with my head."
It was a very simple exchange. If you were to be the Prime Minister, I would make sure that you would not be questioned.
Would those guys have a good life in the prison of the Imperial Bodyguard?
Thinking of Luo Sigong, Shen Yicheng was a little complacent.
Things that even the Emperor couldn't detect were being done right under the Emperor's nose. This was really a fascinating feeling. No wonder so many people liked to do illegal things under the Emperor's nose. This was really exciting and easy to get addicted to.
Zhu Yijun did not know.
So he was very satisfied.
"Okay, I will remember it."
Shen Yicheng planned to go further, so he took out the memorial that he had written not long ago from his arms.
"Your Majesty, I still have something to report. I hope Your Majesty can dismiss the irrelevant people."
Zhu Yijun saw Shen Yicheng kneeling on the ground with the memorial in his hand and felt strange.
He also wrote a memorial? And it was very mysterious?
So Zhu Yijun waved his hand and all the palace servants left, leaving only Zhu Yijun, Zhao Zhigao, and Shen Yicheng in the palace.
"What is it?"
Zhu Yijun asked.
"This old official requests Your Majesty to confer Xiao Ruxun as the Commander-In-Chief of the Middle Army. He will replace the British Duke Zhang Weixian and be in charge of the capital camp. He will organize and train the capital army and be stationed in the capital."
Zhao Zhigao's eyes widened.
Zhu Yijun immediately became spirited.
Zhu Yijun personally reached out and took the memorial. He opened it and read it excitedly. The more he read, the happier and more excited he became.
At this moment, Zhao Zhigao could not see Shen Yicheng's expression, but he could see Zhu Yijun's excitement.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, causing his soul and body to stiffen at the same time.
Let Xiao Ruxun replace Zhang Weixian?
Zhang Weixian was the British Duke and one of the top five hereditary noble families in Daming. He was in charge of the Middle Army Commander-In-Chief and the capital camp. He was the leader of the noble circle in the capital and the only one who had some real power.
The capital camp was also the backyard of the noble.
Xiao Ruxun had just been conferred the title of Duke Qin, and now he rushed into the circle of the noble circle in the capital and wanted to take away the biggest golden hen of the noble. This …
What was Shen Yicheng hiding?
Didn't he know that the noble's nerves had been strained? Didn't he know that the noble was trying to find out whether Xiao Ruxun would stay or go after returning to the capital? At this moment, he was very nervous waiting for the news. If this news was spread, thousands of noble families in the capital would regard Xiao Ruxun as their mortal enemy!
They would definitely fight to the death!
Didn't they know what the capital camp was like now? If the Emperor knew what the capital camp was like now, he would probably kill all the noble families in the capital and half of the courtiers in a rage.
Such a thing … Shen Yicheng …
Zhao Zhigao opened his mouth.
At this moment, Shen Yicheng turned his face to Zhao Zhigao and smiled at him.
At this moment, the moment the two people looked at each other, Zhao Zhigao suddenly felt a fear from the depths of his soul.
He … he …
Zhao Zhigao's body trembled uncontrollably.
Shen Yicheng … you … you … what … do you … want …
Shen Yicheng's expression didn't change. He was still smiling, but there was some kind of dangerous emotion flashing in his eyes.
You understand.
I also understand.
Old Prime Minister, you are outdated.
You can't do anything.
So, shut up, don't say anything, don't do anything.
You can't do it anyway.
Am I right?
Zhao Zhigao seemed to hear such a voice ringing in his ears.
His mouth, which was slightly open, closed.
There was no other way. There was no turning back. Although at the last moment, Zhao Zhigao saw some of the most mysterious things in the depths of Shen Yicheng's heart. Although it wasn't everything, just this alone was enough to reflect many problems.
He felt that he should remind the Emperor.
However, Shen Yicheng's smile told him.
There was nothing he could do.
An emotion called despair spread in his heart, and an emotion called regret also spread in his heart.
He wanted to do something, he wanted to stop something from happening, but … but …
Zhao Zhigao closed his eyes, not letting himself look at Shen Yicheng.
He had once thought that Shen Yicheng was a smiling tiger and that he had seen through Shen Yicheng. But at this moment, Zhao Zhigao realized that he had only seen through half of Shen Yicheng. The other half was clearly more dangerous.
In what direction would the situation change?
Zhao Zhigao didn't know.
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