Hearing Mo Zizai's rebellion so casually, Yang Wei couldn't help but frown, "Prince, the word rebellion is not a joke."

"You just said you were unwilling to suffer the people, but you can know that once a war starts, the people will only die more, and then they will not even have the chance to suffer."

"So what?" Mo Zizai asked back, "It's not me who rebels. This account cannot be counted on me, right?"

"I killed some people who should be killed, and because the money tree at home collapsed, they wanted to gather people to rebel. This should be their problem."

"The Master of the Court should say this to them, not to me. You can't throw all your mistakes on me just because I'm worried about the people, right?"

Listening to Mo Zizai's sophistry, Yang Weishang shook his head gently and said, "Prince, this Great Zhou is your Mo family's Great Zhou."

"You...you are the emperors, and they are not, so I am not pushing the fault to you because you are worried about the people, but because this is your responsibility."

"This is not my responsibility, and the Great Zhou is not my Mo family's Great Zhou."

Mo Zizai's tone was very serious and said word by word: "The Great Zhou is the Great Zhou of the world, and this responsibility is also the responsibility of the world."

"I will do what I should do, but this does not mean that I can represent the people of the world."

After hearing Mo Zizai say this, Yang Weishang was silent for a while, and he said this. Mo Zizai obviously had decided, and it would be useless to say anything else.

"Since the prince has made up his mind, I won't say more."

Yang Weishang shook his head and no longer persuaded Mo Zizai, but turned the topic to the current situation. "Now the treasury has money, but the Ministry of Revenue cannot raise food for disaster relief. Over time, the victims will definitely be in chaos."

"The officials on Zhuque Street today want to spare no effort to make the reputation of the prince and the treacherous ones, just to secretly plan a rebellion."

"After all, with the prince, the 'traitor', they are justified in their uprising under the name of clearing the king."

"Clear the Lord?" Mo Zi was stunned for a moment. He didn't think about this. He didn't expect that these ministers were thinking a lot. No wonder they were so shameless to criticize him.

"It seems that under my nose, I still dare to make small moves, and there are not enough people who come to search the house."

"It's enough, Prince."

Yang Weishang was speechless and said, "If you copy it again, there will be no one in the court."

"How come no one is available?"

Mo Zizai laughed and said, "Gei is the Minister of Personnel. I believe that this little thing will definitely not defeat Geei."

"Your Majesty, there is really no one available, and I will not make a name out of nothing."

Yang Weishang felt helpless, "In order to fill the vacant positions before, I have promoted all the talented people in the Hanlin Academy. If you continue to kill, I will be able to leave these positions empty."

The ones Mo Zizai killed were all officials of the sixth rank or above. Such official positions have always been one by one, and they killed so many at once. It is difficult for Yang Weishang to promote him from below. He could only pull out some talented people from the Hanlin Academy and take it first.

"Hanlin Academy?"

Mo Zizai touched his chin and said in a dilemma: "I can't wait, there is still half a year before Chunwei."

Hearing Mo Zizai say this, Yang Weishang's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but shake it. Hearing that Mo Zizai's meaning, was he planning to kill another group of officials and then let the Hanlin elected from the imperial examination become an official directly?

"Your Majesty, this matter must not be done."

Yang Weishang quickly vetoed: "Although the New Hanlin has the ability, but without any experience, directly appointing an official position will only cause trouble."

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most basic condition for becoming a Hanlin was to be a Jinshi. Everyone who could pass the Jinshi was not an ordinary person, so Yang Weishang said that Hanlin was capable.

But experience is indeed a difficult problem. After all, it is indeed easy to have problems when you become a senior official after graduation.

"Then I won't care."

Mo Zizai simply spread his hands and said unreasonably: "Anyway, I will definitely kill people when I look back. As for whom I will get up after killing..."

"You are the Minister of Personnel, and I am not. This matter is up to you, so you can do it."

Seeing Mo Zizai's almost rogue behavior, Yang Weishang was also helpless. He shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, you can't choose a talent, but you can't choose a mediocre talent. At worst, you can promote some mediocre talents to solve the urgent problem."

"It's just the prince, how do you want to solve the problem of disaster relief and the fact that someone secretly prepared to rebel?"

"If you can't solve two things, I don't have to think about any promotion."

"You might as well take action to kill all the corrupt officials, and then take the money and go to a country that is willing to help you."

After hearing Yang Weishang say this, Mo Zizai couldn't help but look at him with a strange look. This old man is much more unfaithful than Tang Wei.

Tang Weiyi felt that it would be fine if it was impossible to leave Jiangshan and run away, but the old man who had been friendly and planned to let him cut off all the ministers before running away. How dark-hearted is this.

Yang Weishang was not at all uncomfortable when Mo Zizai stared at him with a strange look. He stroked his beard and explained kindly: "I am highly valued by the late emperor, so I naturally want to help the prince correct the situation and give him a bright world."

"But if things really cannot be done, I will naturally not make fearless persistence, so that the prince will die in vain."

Mo Zizai stared at Yang Weishang for a while, then slowly said: "It seems that the old master is ready to die for his country."

Yang Weishang only said that he would leave, and never talked about himself from beginning to end. It was obvious that he planned to stay in Tianjing and live and die with the Great Zhou.

"It's as cruel as Daqian. There are also Shangjun and Wujun who sacrificed their lives to sacrifice their lives for the country. Our Dazhou has been in panic for eight hundred years. How can we be worse than Daqian?"

Yang Weishang had a smile on his face and said lightly: "What's more, it's not certain whether the old minister should sacrifice his country or not. The old minister guessed that the prince must have a trump card in his hand."

When talking about the trump card in Mo Zizai's hand, Yang Weishang's eyes did not fluctuate at all. It was obvious that although he guessed that Mo Zizai had a trump card in his hand, he did not believe it very much.

After all, Mo Zizai was just a prince before, and even if he had a trump card, it should have been given to him by the late emperor. These trump cards can at most protect his safety and it is impossible to turn the situation around.

Otherwise, the late emperor would have used it himself back then, so why would he leave it to Mo Zizai?

When he heard Yang Weishang ask about his trump card, Mo Zizai hesitated for a little. Tang Weiyi could know about accelerators and Zhou Qi could know something, but on Yang Weishang's side, Mo Zizai really didn't want him to know too much.

So he pondered for a moment, pinched a little bit of soil from the table without moving, and then pretended to take it out of his arms, then used his true energy to pinch the soil into powder and sprinkled it into Yang Weishang's cup.
Chapter completed!