Zhu Yijun didn't want to face a group of united officials after he ascended to the throne. That would be a disaster for the ruler.
Wanli abolished the new policies when he ascended to the throne and gave Zhang Juzheng a final verdict. This was definitely the stupidest decision.
Even if he wanted to take revenge on Zhang Juzheng, he couldn't abolish the new policies or sweep the Reformist Party out of the Imperial Court.
If he did that, he would have to hide in the imperial harem!
Zhu Yijun wanted to groom the second generation of the Reformist Party. They were born to be part of the Reformist Party.
After all, their fathers were part of the Reformist Party, and they had been labeled as such. It was impossible to remove it.
These people were his natural allies, his natural supporters.
The opposition was strong, and they could only unite around the Emperor.
Fighting between factions wasn't scary. The Emperor was the one to balance the Yin and Yang. If the Imperial Court was divided, then the Emperor could only wait for his death!
Wanli and Chong Zhen were the best examples, and their fates were tragic.
The most normal situation in the Imperial Court was the fight between the civil and military officials. However, the Daming's military officials had completely collapsed, and they had failed miserably.
Honours. At this time, instead of saying that they were Honours, it was better to say that they were a group of maggots that were sucking the Daming's blood.
However, it didn't mean that these people were useless. Zhu Yijun had already made arrangements for them.
These were the Honours of the Daming Dynasty, and Zhu Yijun had a clear position for them. They were the future capitalists.
With the backing of the government, they would flourish, and they would be powerful among the people. They could use their strength to drive the operation of the capital. After all, they weren't like the civil officials who only knew how to talk. Once they were released, it would be difficult for the aristocrats to compete with them.
Perhaps they might not win, but Zhu Yijun didn't care. As long as they fought, it would be fine. The world was filled with aristocrats, and it was a pool of stagnant water.
The reform was to unite the majority. If there wasn't a majority, then nurture the majority.
In the reform of the future, some people became rich first. But who were these people?
During the restructuring of state-owned enterprises, how many state enterprises had been sold cheaply and swallowed up by the collusion of government officials and businessmen? Did the higher-ups not know?
How could he not know? If he really did not know, wouldn't he be treating the leader as a fool?
However, since these people had received benefits, they naturally became the Reformist Party, and their benefits needed to be deepened.
When the reform reaches its goal, hehe, they will be the first ones to be punished.
In the future, they could still run away and go abroad. But in Daming, where could they run to?
You can't even run.
What Zhu Yijun needed to do now was to establish his own reform team, and the first target was the Zhang family.
Zhang Juzheng's sons and grandsons would be of great use in the future.
Perhaps their abilities might not be high, but they were his God Cards.
The Divine Master Card could not fall. Once the Divine Master Card fell, it would be troublesome.
Moreover, Zhu Yijun felt that if he kept them by his side and used the concepts of the future generations to educate them, he would definitely be able to cultivate people with extraordinary foresight and beliefs.
Even if these people were his civil officials and military generals, he would still need to nurture them.
He chose the children of Honours of the right age to accompany him to practice martial arts and military strategy. He might not be able to cultivate them as a commander, but he would definitely be able to cultivate them as a general.
In the future, they would be the backbone of the new army.
Although these preparations might not necessarily meet Zhu Yijun's expectations, if he didn't do it, it would definitely not meet his expectations.
When Zhu Yijun arrived at the Cining Palace, Lee was already waiting for him. Lee was very satisfied that his emperor's son came to have breakfast and greet him every day.
Although there was something on his mind, Lee still looked at Zhu Yijun with a gentle smile.
"Mother, I have something to discuss with you!" Zhu Yijun picked up his younger brother, Zhu Yiliu.
Zhu Yijun knew how much his mother doted on his younger brother.
The little fellow was now four years old, which was the age of cuteness. Zhu Yijun also liked him very much.
However, Zhu Yijun would never allow his younger brother to follow the old path of his previous life. He had to cultivate him well!
Seeing his eldest son holding his younger son, Lee Lee smiled very happily, and his worries were alleviated a lot. "My son, what's the matter? Say it!"
"Here's the thing."
Zhu Yijun also hesitated and said his previous plan. "I want to establish a learning palace and select the children of the ministers of the right age to enter the palace to study with me.
I'm a little lonely to study alone. "
"Confucius said, 'When three people walk together, there must be a teacher.' Studying with them is also very good for my studies."
"Moreover, Master Zhang and the ministers are wholeheartedly for the country and have no heart to care for the family. I don't think it's good.
I can't let Master Zhang only focus on teaching me and neglect the education of his children and grandchildren. This is not what a wise emperor should do. "
Looking at his son who spoke with fervor and assurance, Lee Lee's smile on his face became wider. What a good speech!
Lee Lee took Zhu Yijun in his arms and reached out to stroke his head. He said with a smile, "My son has grown up. This is a good thing. I'll discuss with Master Zhang and build you a learning palace in a few days."
Although Lee Lee had many shortcomings, she had always spared no effort in cultivating Zhu Yijun.
"Mother, I want to discuss it with Master Zhang in person."
Zhu Yijun pouted and said proudly, "This is my business. I'll persuade Master Zhang in person. I'm sure I can persuade Master Zhang."
Lee Lee immediately smiled. His son was so cute. He said dotingly, "Okay, I'll tell you in person. I believe you can persuade Master Zhang."
While comforting his son, Lee Lee also made up his mind to talk to Master Zhang in private in case something went wrong.
His son's idea was also a good thing. He would support it.
They had a happy breakfast. Zhu Yijun acted cute and made Lee Lee laugh. His depressed mood was swept away.
Lee Lee was not depressed, but Gao Gong was. Early in the morning, Gao Gong went to the Cabinet Room and saw the memorial he handed over.
The vermillion comments on it were very dazzling, which made Gao Gong's eyes turn red.
The vermillion comments were very simple. There were only two words: follow the rules!
The meaning was very clear. That was, follow the previous rules and don't change them.
How could this work? Gao Gong was instantly angry. If everything was the same as before, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble!
The point was that this was not in accordance with the rules at all. According to the normal procedure, after the memorial was handed over, it needed to be sent back to the Cabinet to draw up opinions and then sent to the emperor for approval and seal. This was the official imperial edict and the normal procedure.
Without the approval of the Cabinet, it was not in accordance with the rules and disrupted Gao Gong's arrangement.