Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 207 The Emperor's Art

Lin Che laughed out loud after hearing this:
"You father and son are really good at it!"

"From now on...I won't dare to eat any more of your old Zhu's food."

"One question after another!"

"Are you afraid that I will run away? Or should we just eat your meal and stop talking?"

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang froze immediately.

Brothers Zhu Biao and Zhu Fang were not much better, they felt uncomfortable.

Father and son, you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to touch this brow, let alone be hit by Lin Che.

After today's lecture, Zhu Yuanzhang finally understood that Lin Che's sharp words would not be restrained just because he was the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes drifted to Zhu Biao, the eldest boy beside him.

He discovered that Lin Che didn't treat him well, but she was still very considerate to the prince.

Just when Zhu Biao was 'encouraged' by his father and was about to stand up and say a few words.

Lin Che's voice rang out again, and Zhu Biao suddenly felt like he had been granted amnesty.

"never mind!"

"Let's just chat casually."

Lin Che picked up the wine glass, only to find that it was empty. Zhu Ping next to him was not good at answering questions. When it came to serving Lin Che, he was absolutely first-rate.

Before Lin Che could signal, she quickly came to his side and filled the glass with wine.

Lin Che nodded with satisfaction and then said:
"I would like to make it clear here that I will talk about one more thing today and it will be over after I finish talking. Don't push yourself too far!"

"I've talked a lot today, can you digest it in one go?"

"But according to my husband's instructions, our father and son will never ask for anything again."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood. At the same time, he gestured to the prince to remember the content.

Lin Che picked up a full glass of wine and took a sip to moisten her throat:

"Next, let me tell you about the emperor's technique..."

"Emperor technique?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Lin Che and couldn't help but exclaimed. In the prison, Lin Che mentioned the Emperor's Art before, but in the end he didn't go on.

Unexpectedly, I finally gave the lecture here.

He felt more and more admiration in his heart.

This Lin Che seems to know everything!

The master's way of being an official, then the art of vertical and horizontal, and now the art of emperors!
Such as those military and economic, the Japanese gold and silver mountains, overseas sweet potatoes, corn, and the manufacture of chemical fertilizers...

Looking at the world, what else can he not do?

Then he glared fiercely at Zhu Xi, who was sitting stupidly aside.

However, Zhu Xi didn't pay attention to his father's eyes at all, and was completely focused on Lin Che.

"What are you?"

Lin Che followed Lao Zhu's eyes and instantly understood what he meant, and said calmly:
"Don't want to hear?"

"Then I won't talk about it."

Regarding Lao Zhu's little thoughts, Lin Che knew the meaning at a glance.

It was simply because Zhu Laoer was present and he didn't want the second son of the Zhu family to come into contact with these things, so he wanted Zhu Ping to avoid them.

but.

Lin Che didn't show off to Lao Zhu at all.

What's wrong with Zhu Laoer being present? It doesn't matter if he listens. It's not illegal, so why can't he listen?

In his heart, although Zhu Laoer could not be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, this did not prevent Zhu Ping from becoming the king of the colony in the future, and his achievements might not be less than those of the Ming Dynasty emperor. "Listen, listen, I listen!"

Zhu Yuanzhang withdrew his gaze, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he said helplessly:

"I've been listening."

"Then please sir, let's talk!"

Lin Che did not embarrass him any more, straightened her body and said:

"The so-called Emperor's Art, just as the name suggests, you can understand its meaning."

"It is the art of controlling ministers and winning people's hearts."

"It is also the highest level of deception."

Zhu Yuanzhang straightened his back as he listened. Zhu Biao listened with a brush and kept recording.

Only then did Zhu Xi realize the reason why his father was glaring at him just now.

This seemed a little inappropriate to me. This was what my father and eldest brother were supposed to listen to.

Zhu Xiang's expression was tangled for a moment, and he was hesitating whether to find an excuse to leave.

However, Lin Che didn't give him a chance to escape at all. He put one hand on Zhu Ping's shoulder. Although the force was not very strong, Zhu Ping was too embarrassed to break away, for fear of affecting Lin Che's lecture.

Lin Che did not look at him and continued her lecture:

"In the court, facing all kinds of ministers, how do you know whether this person is loyal or traitorous? You can only understand it, and if necessary, you need to deceive it through language. Only when you understand the characteristics of this minister, can you truly Ride him."

"When ministers face the authority of the emperor, they often show surrender. At this time, no matter whether he is loyal or not, what you have to do is to win over him and win over people's hearts."

Lin Che paused, took a sip of wine, and then said:
"Making troubles with face, asking for directions with humiliation, arrogantly subduing slaves, killing ministers with high praise, throwing them to death with high praise..."

"These methods are all the techniques of the emperor."

"The core of controlling people is deception. The key is to see the face, ability and mentality under the disguise."

"Can you deceive me? Did I scare you? I'm sorry, you are nothing to me."

"On the contrary, I can't deceive you anymore. You are the one I need."

"This is the logic of emperor selection!"

Having said this, Lin Che turned her head and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a serious look on his face, and said calmly:
"Your Majesty, you are a real master in this regard. In fact, I have never been an emperor, but explaining the art of emperors in front of a real emperor is like trying to do something in my own class."

"Let me take your Majesty as an example. Your Majesty started the uprising in Haozhou and established the Ming Dynasty in Yingtian Mansion."

"If you don't tell the other ministers, any of the 36 Lords who were conferred by you were not 'cheated' by His Majesty and became His Majesty's core entrepreneurial members."

"But then, how did you treat these honorable ministers?"

"If nothing else, let's talk about Qingtian Liu Bowen. You imprisoned him in the court and neither reused him nor allowed him to retire and return to his hometown. He just kept wasting him. He was exhausted and full of diseases. I can only drag my sick body with His Majesty so much."

"Your Majesty, don't you think you are being a little cruel?"

"Now that the world is settled, where can Liu Bowen's military talents be used? It would be better for him to retire early and return to his hometown to spend his old age in secret."

"And that Li Shanchang, who has been prime minister for three years and you force him to abdicate. You just say that he has done nothing but work. With your suspicion, who else can do a good job?"

Zhu Yuanzhang: "..."

"You should not define the world-conquering talents by conventional doctrines or etiquette and integrity."

As she was talking, Lin Che's gun tip turned towards Lao Zhu for some reason. Without noticing that Lao Zhu's face was gloomy, Lin Che continued:

"Your Majesty, as the founding emperor, your first principle is to have no taboos. You don't need mediocrity to conquer the country. You don't have time to talk about benevolence, justice, morality, propriety, justice and shame with those trash."

"Dead dogma is bound to do bad things!"

"You use the standards of saints to measure ministers. Isn't that funny?"

Lin Che was talking eloquently to the three fathers and sons of the Zhu family. Zhu Yuanzhang listened on the sidelines and the expression on his face changed again and again. It was wonderful.

There seemed to be nails in his butt, making him feel on pins and needles.

(End of this chapter)