Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 658: What do you think about reducing the power of the princes?

Chapter 658: What do you think about reducing the power of the princes?

In the palace, the lights are just coming on.

The palace lanterns illuminated the huge Kunning Palace as bright as day.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat under the light in casual clothes, looking at a thick memorial in his hand.

On the opposite side, Zhu Biao was leaning against Empress Ma, smiling and whispering something.

It all seems so normal.

It doesn't even look normal like what a royal family should look like.

But unfortunately, this is the true appearance of the Zhu family.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and flipped through the memorial again. After reading the contents, he sighed.

"Hey, Biao'er!"

"My son is here!"

"What on earth are you thinking? From what you said, it seems to be the same thing Weiyong said that day, right? Do you really want to do it?"

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was just looking at his family with a troubled face, and his words were full of depression.

But Zhu Biao just smiled.

"Dad, I know what you mean. You actually agree with uncle's ideas."

"But you feel that there are too many things involved here, and it has too much impact on the Ming Dynasty, so you don't want to do it."

"Or, you think that many things can be done slowly, right?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard what Zhu Biao said, he not only did not feel happy, but became even more depressed.

Because the clearer Zhu Biao explained it, the more it proved that this guy had really thought it through before doing this.

That’s not easy to persuade.

But he is a father after all, so shouldn’t he still give his advice?

"Biao'er, look at what you said above."

"Officials and gentry pay taxes together, and the land tax is distributed according to the land. Just with these two items, you have offended both scholars and landlords!"

"By then, I'm afraid all your good reputation will be gone!"

"Why would you do that?"

"We really don't want you to have a worse reputation than us before you take over our family business!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's words were truly heartfelt.

He was really thinking about his fat son.

The last time Master Hu came to the palace to chat, he had actually clearly stated the pros and cons of many policies.

Many policies are good for the Ming Dynasty and the people, but they are not good for the gentry.

But the right to speak is in the hands of these people.

These people can really kill people with their pens.

It was also because of this that even though Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to tell Luo about what Master Hu had said more quickly than Zhu Biao, he still chose to take his time.

The reasons for this are actually what Zhu Yuanzhang just said.

He actually doesn't care that much about his reputation, but he pays a lot of attention to the reputation of his fat son.

Another reason was that Zhu Yuanzhang felt that his health was still good.

It will take several decades for the Ming Dynasty to be handed over to Biaoer.

Then you might as well take it slow first.

It's better to have yourself to protect yourself from the wind and rain than for your fat son to bear everything.

But his words were blocked by Zhu Biao with a smile.

"Dad, it turns out you understand everything about this matter."

"Then according to your idea, if you do these things, will it be all right?"

"Your reputation is not a reputation?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that his fat son was going to argue with him, he got anxious on the spot. But before he could open his mouth, Zhu Biao spoke first.

"Dad, think about it, these things obviously have to be done. Why don't we do things that are beneficial to the Ming Dynasty?"

"You said you wanted to start with yourself, and my son actually agreed."

"It's not that I don't respect your reputation, but I feel that this matter involves all aspects of the Ming Dynasty, and the aftermath will probably last for decades."

"Without the support of our father and son, this government will surely perish."

"Besides, Dad, you are the founding emperor. You can do some things just by asking, and you can do them even if you have to bite the bullet. But if I, your son, take over the throne in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it!"

"So, my son's point is, if you really think these policies are good, then we father and son will start implementing them from now on!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the thick memorial in his hand speechlessly, then looked up at Zhu Biao opposite him and smacked his lips.

"Tsk, it turns out we were wrong just now!"

"I thought you were preparing this for your future succession to the throne, and I wanted to persuade you!"

"So, this thing is actually prepared for us?"

"Haha, so these are the jobs we are supposed to do, right?"

"They say giving birth to a child is giving birth to a debt. This old saying is really true!"

"Our Biao'er is indeed filial!"

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's sarcastic look, Zhu Biao was embarrassed to reply, but Empress Ma would not tolerate Zhu Yuanzhang. She looked up and glared at Zhu Yuanzhang fiercely.

"Chongba, please speak properly!"

"We don't know what policy you two are talking about, but if it is beneficial to Ming Dynasty, then you and your son should work together to implement it!"

"But if the disadvantages outweigh the advantages and there are risks, then don't care if it's Chongba or Biaoer, both of you should stop doing this!"

"There's no need for our family to take risks!"

Got it!
The Queen ended the war with just one sentence.

Similarly, it was also one sentence that determined the outcome of the incident.

Zhu Yuanzhang, with a sullen smile on his face, approached Empress Ma and said a few nice words to her, then turned to look at Zhu Biao.

"Biao'er, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to do all these things?"

"You know, once these things start, there's no turning back for us two!"

Zhu Biao smiled and nodded:

"Dad, if I didn't know or see these things, it would be fine. But since I saw them and know how to deal with them, I can't just turn a blind eye, right?"

"The Ming Dynasty will eventually be handed over to my child, and then passed down from generation to generation."

"If we don't lay a good foundation at the very beginning, won't our descendants be the ones who suffer the consequences?"

"So, we must not only do it, but also do it intensively to get everything done for him!"

"When Xiongying's generation comes, even if he is just a king who maintains the status quo, it will be enough for him to live a stable life!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded heavily.

Then he looked outside with a somewhat melancholy look, and it took a long time before he uttered a word.

"Have you ever thought about the mark?"

"After we, the gentry, pay taxes and taxes on land, what will happen to your brothers and sisters?"

"Your brothers are all princes!"

"They have a lot of land!"

"We can't let these children of ours not even have money to eat, right?"

"But if I don't deal with your brothers, I'm afraid there will be a big commotion."

“It is not the scarcity that is worrying, but the inequality!”

"This is never out of date!"

When Zhu Biao heard this, he looked up at his father and answered in a dim voice.

"What do you think, father? How about reducing the power of the vassal states?"

(End of this chapter)