It was true that citizens rebelled in the Ming Dynasty. For example, during the Wanli period, citizens riots in Suzhou and expelled the mining and tax supervision sent by Emperor Wanli, but it happened in the capital, and it was not solicited by the gentry. It was the first time that purely petty citizens were spontaneous.

Moreover, the one that caused the protests of citizens was not related to them. The cause was a small county town in Zhengcheng, Henan, thousands of miles away.

After the Censorate urgently prepared a team of censors to set off, the important officials' target was to once again aimed at the Xinsheng's newspaper.

"Your Highness, this newspaper is so tempting. Today's incident almost caused a disaster. The old minister thinks that it is really not appropriate to publish it again. For the sake of the overall situation, the old minister believes that the newspaper should be banned!"

This time, even the always respected cabinet master Shen Guangzuo couldn't help but speak, and following him, Hong Chengchou, who had always followed Mao Jue's wishes, actually bowed heavily.

"Regent, Lord Shen said that this is a matter of planning the country. Today's newspaper can incite so many people to the front palace to be willing. What should I do if I attack the court in the future? Besides, the Regent, the old minister heard that the Director of the General Administration of Press and Publication, His Highness appointed Mrs. Zhu, this is my destiny, my minister..."

Hong Chengchou didn't say the rest, but the thirty important officials present flashed their eyes.

The winners were all taken. After entering the capital city, Mao Jue unceremoniously placed all the important positions of the six ministries and nine ministers into his own people. All of them were his Liaodong direct descendants. Now the Mao family's generation of Zhu is almost imminent. Hong Chengchou did not object to the newspaper, but he was obviously full of doubts about Changping coming to master this newspaper.

Unfortunately, Mao Jue was unexpectedly stubborn in the newspaper matter. He knew too much that it was better to be scattered than to be blocked. Sitting on the throne and looking at the pondering eyes of a group of ministers, Mao Jue actually showed a relaxed smile.

"What happened today seems to be a bad thing, but I think it is a good thing!"

"As we discussed a few days ago, this newspaper can be used as public opinion and supervise the court. Isn't this effect just reflected? If it weren't for this trouble today, I and you still don't know that there was such a rampant crime in Zhengcheng County, Henan. Today I ignored a Zhengcheng, and there might be hundreds of Zhengcheng in the next day. Isn't the lessons learned during the Chongzhen period of Tianqi? What should be really prevented is not newspapers, but a decay like Zhengcheng County!"

"Today, the newspaper did reveal a problem, that is, lack of sufficient communication with the court, and being able to expose the problem without any chaos is also a good thing! In the future, I decided to attach the General Administration of Press and Publication under the Ministry of Rites. Before printing, the content of the newspapers issued every day needs to be reviewed by the Minister of Rites to prevent such emergencies that the court caught off guard. What do you think?"

Mao Jue made a concession. Although he was not very satisfied, he also knew that it was rare to be able to give in to his extremely independent nephew, so Shen Guangzuo did not continue to speak.

But this time, Hong Chengchou became a Zhengchen and fought to the death! He was full of dullness. He stood up again, clasped his fists heavily, and bowed sincerely: "Your Highness, it is not intentional or unintentional to say that this matter today is just intentional or unintentional. Just as Mrs. Zhu's identity as a princess in the previous dynasty, it is really not appropriate for her to take such an important position. The old minister dared to ask the Regent to choose another talent, and select talents from those who came from the imperial examination journey as the best strategy!"

The old guy is really having a fight with me!

With the blue veins on his forehead, Mao Jue stood up in anger. But by chance, the door of the conference room suddenly sounded and Ying Ji, who was in charge at the door, rushed in with a black notebook. He also knew that Mao Jue had an intelligence system, and a group of important officials stopped and turned his eyes on Mao Jue.

For more than a year, Mao Jue had almost finished his old foundation in the Indian Ocean. Lord Robert Smith, who went to the British Parliament to discuss selling the company, finally came late and returned from the other side of the earth. Recently, his ship was blocked by the Spanish on the other end of Sumatra. Although the British looked inconspicuous, they could stir up the entire European continent. We must not ignore it. Adrena's intelligence system was to help the navy find ways to fish them out. Otherwise, she, the Secretary-General of the Regent, would not have been able to attend such an important meeting.

I thought something was wrong with the British man, Mao Jue frowned and looked at the black leather notebook at hand with three lines.

But after reading two or three sentences, Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he burst out with a sound of laughter, and then threw the book to Hong Chengchou.

"Hong Qing, I hope Changping did it on purpose!"

Not only women are curious, but also men, especially smart people. In the envious look of a group of colleagues, Hong Chengchou picked up the black notebook as quickly as lightning and directly glanced at him. However, unlike Mao Jue's smile on his flower, his expression became severe.

"I'm really in a hurry!"

"Your Highness, since Emperor Kaiming has already set his mind, it would not be a good thing to let go! The old minister thinks that he must be dealt with!"

He reached out and handed the black notebook to Shen Guangzuo again. Hong Chengchou's already black face even brought out a sense of cruelty and said solemnly.

Although she was not as cruel as the kings of all dynasties, Mao Jue also knew that the imperial power could not tolerate carelessness, so she couldn't help but nodded.

"This matter is just an opportunity! The right censor Zhao Huade's side is probably a bit unreliable! I will ask Adrena to send someone to follow him. Song Qing, you should also pay attention to it with all your strength. Since this matter has started, it must not end easily!"

"Your Highness, where is the General Administration of Press and Publication?"

The problem was involved again. Other ministers were looking at the black-skinned notebook in a hurry. Hong Chengchou bowed to Mao Jue again.

Even he didn't feel as happy this time. After pondering for a few seconds, Mao Jue gently knocked on the table, and then Sakura came in from outside the door again.

"Sakura, I want to send you a mission!"

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This busy work was until seven or eight o'clock. Fortunately, after Mao Jue became the country, he had almost abolished the strict palace rules of the Ming Empire. Otherwise, a group of ministers would have to be locked in the palace for the night.

However, I guess no one will sleep soundly tonight. From Hong Chengchou to Song Xiance, even Shen Guangzuo, the old minister of seventy and eighty years old, was trembling with excitement, and I don’t know if it was a curse from China. When the internal struggle broke out, even the scholars and officials from Liaodong were excited and injected with chicken blood, which was speechless.

After discussing the conspiracy for a day, Mao Jue himself was also a little tired. He shook down from the conference room on the third floor of the White House. Chen Jiao had already prepared dinner on the second floor. While yawning, he walked straight to the dining room, but before he could sniff, he was already stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Broken, bear the thorns and apologize!"

Kneeling on the ground, holding a board in both hands, Chiyoji hummed with guilt, and didn't dare to raise his head on the left, while Yu Le'er on the right was confidently shrank his head and smiled at Mao Jue.

"Oh! Then Qianyo sticks his butt up, Changping Le'er goes to dinner!"

"Ah?..., why?"

Full of disbelief, Chiyohime started to scream in anger.

"Aren't you apologizing for your guilt? They didn't say anything!"

He was so happy that Mao Jue teased with a smile. Yu Le'er looked like he couldn't save you. He jumped to the dining table. Chiyoji was like the eggplant made by Frost, drooping his little head sadly, and muttering angrily.

"I wouldn't have come forward if I had known!"

Originally, things were about to pass during the fight, Mao Jue took the board in Chiyohime's hand and was swaying there with a fierce look. But who knew that Changping, who was kneeling on the right, trembled violently for two times, suddenly knocked his little head to the ground.

"Changping made this big mistake and caused hundreds of thousands of people to rush to the central palace. It is really unforgivable. Changping begs the Regent to punish him. Even if Changping is sent to the cold palace, Changping will never complain!"

Looking at Zhu Mi's little face, which was a little childish, Mao Jue was really stunned and blurted out in surprise.

"You know?"

"The whole palace is hustle and bustle, how can Changping not know? If it weren't for Changping's mistake for a year..."

She grew up in the deep palace since childhood, and there were intrigues everywhere around her. Zhu Ma was obviously worried about much more than Chiyoji who was stupid and slutty. However, some of the things that Mao Jue cares the most were actually kept in the dark, which made Mao Jue feel relaxed. Then, he threw the board and pulled Changping up solemnly.

"Come on, sit down!"

Just like a child who made a mistake, or just a child who made a mistake, Changping sat behavedly beside him. Looking at the girl's eyes, Mao Jue asked very seriously: "What is your first thought when you see this report?"

"First thought..."

Bite her lips, Changping was stunned for a moment, but then lowered her head in shame: "My first thought is anger. There is such a scum in the world. I am so angry that I am so immersed in my head. I..., this is how this disaster has caused!"

"That's right!"

Mao Jue actually smiled and slapped his thigh: "Do you know why I want you to run this General Administration of Press and Publication? On the one hand, I find some career for you. People are not vases, so it's so boring to be bored in the mansion all day. On the other hand, you are different from the old fried dough sticks in the court, and you still have to involve the interests of all parties. When you publish newspapers, you only have one motivation to post them in your heart, that is justice!"

"The Ming Dynasty has been going through ups and downs for more than 300 years, and the literati and officials have become extremely selfish and greedy! It is necessary for some voices from the people to regain their awe. In the future, it is impossible for every director of the General Administration of Press and Publication to be a person in power like you, with such a transcendent status. So let you do this first session, hoping that you will set a good start and set an example of justice for future successors!"

"Of course, it would be even better if you want to do things carefully before! For example, today, say hello to me in advance and ask the Censorate to send the Censor to investigate first, and then add a relevant department to the post to investigate. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"I can't count on Chiyo anymore! I'll count on you all!"

"Why can't you count on me?"

Then they raised their little heads angrily. Chiyohime shook her little fist and protested, but Mao Jue had a wretched face and groaned with an evil smile: "Have you stuck out your butt! The master hasn't punished you yet... Oh, isn't this good? Why are you crying?"

He cried out with a scream. When Mao Jue was caught off guard, Changping was not like a princess, but instead he was like a little girl who was wronged, and directly tied his little head in his arms. Mao Jue was so crying that he was at a loss and quickly coaxed him in a miserable way.

"Don't cry or cry! Be good!"
Chapter completed!