After Feng Quji finished speaking.
More than half of the officials in the imperial court also bowed and asked for orders.
"Little Lord, please wait for His Majesty to return before making a decision.”
"This is a serious matter. A slight change in one part will affect the whole body. It's better to wait for Your Majesty to return before we discuss it further.”
"Little Lord, although you are the supervisor of the country, the appointment and dismissal of official positions and the implementation of government decrees are absolutely not allowed.”
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The appeal of the aristocratic families in the imperial court was evident.
Many neutral officials also bowed.
In fact, they were basically forcing him to abdicate. The reason why they dared to do so was because the one sitting there was Ying Zimo, not the First Emperor, Ying Zheng.
Moreover, they were also in the right.
In Great Qin, only the First Emperor had the power to implement decrees and appoint officials.
No matter who was in charge of the country, they did not have the right to do so. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to treason.
Therefore, the ministers began to use the old trick again.
Howl!
Other than Zhao Gao and Huhai, who were a little too much.
Towards the other officials, the Little Lord did not shout and shout to kill them.
"Young Master, a war is about to break out in the Northern Frontier, and the food shortage has not been resolved yet. At this time, when the people's hearts are wavering, if you overstep your authority to implement the decree and cause a commotion, it will be detrimental to the country.”
Feng Quji said again.
Everything could be delayed until the first emperor returned, and the aristocratic families could discuss it further.
At that time, he could also lead the implementation of the decree and lead it to the side that was beneficial to the aristocratic families.
"Is that so? I can't issue a decree."
Ying Zimo looked at Feng Quji with his big eyes.
The corners of her mouth twitched. She was unhappy.
It seemed like she didn't get a toy that she liked.
Instantly, the ministers looked at each other speechlessly.
Why did the First Emperor let the Little Lord manage the country?
Such great authority was in the hands of a child. This child's words had become a decree that could influence the world.
Fortunately, His Majesty was coming back soon. Otherwise, who knew how much trouble he would cause?
The ministers were exhausted after helping Qin Shi Huang coax his child for two months!
"19th brother, it is true that only father has the time to issue decrees. Don't you even know this?”
Fu Su smiled bitterly.
Sometimes, he felt that his 19th brother was extremely smart, especially when he was lecturing him.
The idea of the imperial examination system was also very creative.
But he had almost forgotten how old Nineteenth Brother was.
"Little Lord, the imperial examination that you and Xiao He concluded is indeed feasible. However, once it is implemented, it will involve a lot of people. It is best to wait for His Majesty to return before deciding.”
Li Si was not speaking up for anyone.
For such a major event, without the approval of the First Emperor, the decree could not be carried out at all. If there was any unrest, the first thing the First Emperor would see when he returned was not the superiority of the imperial examination, but a huge mess.
If Ying Zheng's dragon face was enraged, they would also be in trouble.
Ying Zimo had also thought of this, and said,"
"Alright then, we'll do as everyone says. I'll have to trouble Prime Minister Li to worry about the imperial examination system and discuss it with Xiao He.”
"Zhang Liang, I'll leave the matter of printing the Hundred Schools of Classics to you. Although there's no way to take the exam for now, the teaching materials still have to be printed in case of emergency.”
"Yes, sir."
Zhang Liang, Xiao He, and Li Si all cupped their hands in agreement.
Print?
Feng Quji's body suddenly stiffened.
He kept thinking about these two words, and the instant he thought about it, his palms actually broke out in cold sweat.
're not
The Little Lord had never thought of getting someone to copy the ancient records, but he had already figured out a method to make a large-scale rubbing of words?
At that time, Qin Shi Huang might really promote the imperial examinations!
Feng Quji raised his head, trying to find some clues from Ying Zimo's expression.
"Minister Feng? Why are you staring at me? It's embarrassing."
Ying Zimo's eyes were filled with confusion.
She was like a curious baby.
He couldn't see anything.
"Awoo, is there anything else?"
Ying Zimo yawned and said sleepily,""If there's nothing else, then I'll withdraw from the court."
As he spoke, he jumped up from the small table.
He seemed to be preparing to go back and catch up on his sleep.
Good heavens, from the looks of it, even if the officials continued to chatter, this little ancestor really dared to sleep during court.
"Little Lord, there is one more thing."
Feng Quji stepped forward again and said gloomily,
"It's a year of disaster right now, and there's still a huge shortage of grain in the Northern Frontier. The national treasury isn't full.”
"This Imperial Academy is only the initial stage of construction, but looking at its scale, it is definitely not a small number. If it continues to be built, I'm afraid it will hurt the bones.”
The Hanlin Academy at the foot of Mount Li was still in its infancy.
The three aristocratic families had indeed covered a portion of the cost of the materials in order to protect their people.
However, in the current situation, even if he had to give up on those few disciples, he could not fork out any more money.
The money in the national treasury could only be used with the approval of the First Emperor.
The meaning of his words.
Unless Ying Zimo found a way to get a huge sum of money, the Imperial Academy would not be able to continue.
"Not enough money? I'll think of a way to earn money. There's no need for Minister Feng to worry.”
Ying Zimo waved his small hand.
He really had to think of a way to earn money.
Apart from building the Imperial Academy, raising a thousand Tiger Leopard Cavalry was not a small number.
Refining of cotton and mineral salt
Ying Zimo pondered and walked out of the imperial court.
The officials were left stunned.
Money?
Where are you going to earn money?
Even if he sold his mansion, it wouldn't be enough.
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