Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

After three rounds of drinking, all the princes and kings became tipsy. When they were about to stand up and say goodbye to Emperor Xin, suddenly Emperor Xin looked at Dong Bohou Jiang Huanchu.

"I dare to ask Dong Bohou how many sons he has in his family."

Jiang Huanchu was confused by Di Xin's question.

How many sons does he have? What does he have to do with Di Xin?
  Although I was confused, I still answered honestly.

"Your Majesty, I have thirty-four sons."

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the Longde Hall secretly smacked their lips, these princes are truly worthy of being the emperors of a land.

The number of these children is much greater than that of the current king.

"Thirty-four, no less, no less."

On the throne, Di Xin showed a faint smile and turned to look at Nanbohou E Chongyu. He still had the same question.

"Nan Bohou, how many sons do you have in your family?"

Nanbohou E Chongyu replied honestly, "Your Majesty, I have eight sons in my family."

"There are only eight children. Nan Bohou, you have to work hard."

Di Xin joked and continued to shift his gaze forward.

Xibo Hou Jichang's face was expressionless, but he was already worried in his heart, and at the same time something bad arose.

The banquet went well, why would the king ask such a question?

Fortunately, Emperor Xin did not ask Ji Chang next, but asked Bei Bohou Chonghou Hu.

Chonghou Hu's face was quite proud, "Your Majesty, I have sixty sons and twenty daughters in my family, a total of eighty children."

hiss!
  A gasp of air could be heard throughout Longde Hall!

I thought Jiang Huanchu was outrageous enough!

I didn’t expect that Bei Bohou would be more pregnant than Dong Bohou.

He actually gave birth to more than sixty sons. He is really getting stronger with age and his sword is still young.

Di Xin smiled and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Bei Bohou, he is really getting stronger with age!"

Chonghou Hu chuckled, "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary."

After saying that, Jiang Huanchu, E Chongyu, and Chonghou Hu all looked at Ji Chang.

When it comes to having children, they are really far behind compared to an old boy like Ji Chang.

Ji Chang, an old boy, has more than a hundred sons. Who can compare with him?
  After asking the three princes, it was Ji Chang's turn.

Ji Chang came out of the queue embarrassedly, his face slightly red.

"Your Majesty, I have more than a hundred sons."

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like cold water was poured into a pan of oil.

The entire Longde Palace exploded instantly.

Except for the old gods of the princes, all the civil and military officials looked at Ji Chang in disbelief.

Xibohou didn't look very strong, but he didn't expect to be so fertile.

There are more than a hundred sons, more than all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty combined.

On the throne, Di Xin stood up and applauded, sighing.

"The Lone King only has two sons, but Xibohou is more than fifty times as old as the Lone King. It turns out that our Xibohou is the one who hides the most."

Ji Chang forced a smile and said, "Those sons are just idiots. How can they be compared with the king's children?"

Di Xin waved his hand, "Don't be humble, Xibohou. Everyone knows your strength."

After finishing speaking, he pondered for a moment, then asked with a smile, "You have so many sons, who should inherit the feudal kingdom a hundred years from now?"

At this time, not only the princes were confused and confused, but even the civil and military officials were dumbfounded. Did the king take the wrong medicine today? According to the teachings of his ancestors.

After the death of the human king, the eldest son of the human king inherits the throne, and the remaining heirs are divided among the princes and kings.

After the death of the vassal king, the eldest son inherited the feudal kingdom, and the remaining heirs were given some gold and silver treasures at most.

Rewarding wealth for a lifetime is a rule that has existed since ancient times.

Xibohou felt something bad in his heart, so he had no choice but to stand up.

"Your Majesty, according to the teachings of our ancestors, after a hundred years, the direct eldest son will inherit the title and the country, and the rest of the descendants will be rewarded with wealth and honor."

Unexpectedly, Di Xin shook his head more and more, "I have been reading ancient books, but I always feel that this ancestral precept is not good. A few days ago, the doctors Fei Zhong and You Hun came up with a very subtle plan. Do you want to hear it? "

"Appreciate further details."

The four princes and kings all bowed together.

Fei Zhong and You Hun looked at each other, feeling their legs numb and a little desperate.

Once the order of favor is issued, the princes are bound to be offended.
  But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The two stood up and barely maintained their composure.

"The two of us offer a plan for your Majesty, called the Order of Grace."

"Tweet the order? What is that? I have never heard of it."

Doubts appeared on the faces of the princes, kings and civil and military officials.

Ji Chang's expression remained unchanged, but his heart suddenly tightened, and he felt more and more something was not right.

Tweeting favors, extending favors, the central government extends favors to the princes, but is this kindness really what the princes want?
  After getting started, it was a foregone conclusion that the favor order would be extended. Fei Zhong and You Hun were no longer nervous, and their speech became more fluent.

"The order of favor, as the name suggests, is to show favor to the princes. From today on, after the death of the princes and kings, the eldest son will still inherit the title, but the other sons can also divide part of their territory and be called princes."

Fei Zhong and Youhun were extremely eloquent and could express the essence of the grace order in just a few words.

There was already silence in the entire Longde Hall.

The civil and military officials were stunned on the spot, their eyes widened, and they thought about it for a long time.

As for the four major princes and kings, there seemed to be thunder exploding in their minds.

Pushing the grace order, it turns out that this is the pushing grace order!

This favor is not given to the princes and kings, nor to the direct eldest son, but to all the descendants other than the direct eldest son.

Nowadays, the four major princes and kings each occupy a dominant position, mint their own coins, collect their own taxes, and build their own armies.

In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say it is an independent kingdom.

But this extension of favor fundamentally undermined the strength of the princes.

No matter how large the territory of the princes is, it will eventually be divided up.

The most important thing is that this is a conspiracy, an honest conspiracy.

The opponents of the princes and kings did not come from the central government, but from the remaining heirs except the eldest son.

The four princes, you look at me, I look at you, their expressions change dramatically!

And those little princes were staring at Fei Zhong and Youhun, wishing they could eat his flesh, sleep on his skin, and break his corpse into thousands of pieces.

Wen Zhongban sat on the Grand Master's chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and kept weighing the King's Golden Whip in his hand.

Today, it’s okay for these princes to agree. If they don’t agree, that’s all.
  Ji Chang laughed dryly and said reluctantly, "Your Majesty, succession by direct eldest son is an ancient system. I'm afraid it's difficult to implement this grace order."

Ji Chang tried his best to resist the order of pushing grace!
  What a joke, Xiqi became the largest vassal country after being managed by several vassal kings.

If the so-called grace order was implemented as Emperor Xin said, Xiqi would be gone within a few decades, which Ji Chang would never tolerate.

Di Xin smiled and said, "What's wrong with it? Feng Guo, the throne is still inherited by the direct eldest son, but only a small part is given to those concubines. Xibohou won't be reluctant to part with it, right?"

Ji Chang's scalp was about to explode, and his brain cells were working rapidly, but no matter what, he couldn't think of a way to break the situation. (End of chapter)