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

Chapter 659 Zhu Biao does not want to be the king of a fallen country

Chapter 659: Zhu Biao Does Not Want to Be the King of a Lost Country
Zhu Biao's question was truly earth-shattering.

So much so that Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma looked at him in horror!

Reduce the power of the feudal lords?

Did these words come from Zhu Biao's mouth?

This was something that no one present had expected.

There was no trace of the smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face at this moment. He looked at Zhu Biao seriously.

"Biao'er, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you want to force all your brothers to death?"

When Zhu Biao heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Dad, you're going a bit too far!"

"I just want to reduce the power of the feudal lords, but I don't want to reduce their food, clothing, and daily expenses, let alone their salaries."

"I just wanted them to take the lead, why did it force my brother to death?"

After hearing what Zhu Biao said, Zhu Yuanzhang not only did not calm down, but he stood up and yelled at Zhu Biao with a red face and thick neck.

"Is your usual closeness with your brothers all fake?"

"Why do we have to take away all their land?"

"no!"

"This seat is yours, but you and your other brothers can't leave the family business without a share, right?"

Seeing that his father was feverish, Zhu Biao calmed down.

He looked straight at Zhu Yuanzhang and said seriously.

"Dad, don't you know about the troubles that the old man and the third son caused in the fiefdom in the past?"

"They're making a scene there. Aren't you angry?"

"Son, to be honest, I really hope that my brothers can live comfortably for the rest of their lives."

"After all, they all came from the same mother. If I don't take care of them, who will I take care of?"

"But my son has been studying the fiscal and tax revenues of the Ming Dynasty recently and has discovered that this matter has reached a point where it has to be dealt with."

"Son, let me tell you the truth. If this matter is not resolved, the people in our Zhu family will be able to bring the Ming Dynasty to its knees!"

"So, this vassal state must be reduced!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard what Zhu Biao said, the expression on his face became even colder.

He sneered twice and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh my, our Ming Dynasty's crown prince is so awesome!"

"I have been the emperor for a few years. How come I didn't realize that the Zhu family could bring the Ming Dynasty down with such a small number of people?"

"If you can't stand these brothers and sisters, then you might as well not play the game of reducing the power of the vassal states or not."

"I'll give you an idea. You can bring your men to kill them all, and then bring your soldiers directly to the palace, and you can become the emperor."

"It's okay. Li Shimin was capable back then, so can you!"

When Zhu Biao heard Zhu Yuanzhang's sarcastic words, he also became angry.

He is usually kind and gentle, but that doesn't mean he has no temper at all.

And, the most important thing is that Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't make any sense and is just sarcastic.

This is what he hates the most.

Can't you just speak nicely?
Once Zhu Biao got angry, his stubbornness really came out.

He hadn't originally planned to decide on this now.

He immediately grabbed Zhu Yuanzhang, sat at the table beside him, picked up the brush and stuffed it into Zhu Yuanzhang's hand, and then said irritably.

"Since you don't believe it, Father, then come!"

"Calculate it yourself!" "Calculate how many years it will take for us, the descendants of the Zhu family, to bring the Ming Dynasty to its knees!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked blankly at the brush in his hand, then looked at Zhu Biao who looked annoyed, and shuddered instinctively.

No!

Biaoer is not kidding.

Is this true?

But... things have come to this point, can he still retreat?

Don’t you care about your father’s dignity anymore?

"you say!"

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the pen and hummed in a muffled voice, without even looking at Zhu Biao. He looked as if he was in a rage.

Zhu Biao ignored Zhu Yuanzhang. The anger in his heart had not yet subsided.

"Dad, we now have twenty brothers. My sons are lucky and were born into the Zhu family. Therefore, we brothers will all be rich and prosperous throughout our lives."

"Then let's assume that my son's brothers, when they reach the age of 18, start having children, and then they will have a total of ten children in this lifetime!"

"That is to say, the next generation of these brothers will be one hundred and ninety people!"

"Then, after another eighteen years, these people will also have children, and we will still count them as ten children each."

"Dad, calculate, how much is that?"

"One thousand and nine!"

"Well, Dad, you calculated it right. By now, another eighteen years have passed!"

"Well, now is the time for the fourth generation of our Zhu family to come out."

"At this time, it is probably my son who is in power. So how many people will my son have to face at this time?"

"Dad, you don't have to calculate, I can tell you, nineteen thousand!"

"From now on, it will be a cycle of eighteen years. Dad, you can do the math yourself!"

"Don't calculate too much. Count it two more times and see how many people there will be in my Zhu family and how much annual salary will be consumed by then!"

Zhu Biao stopped talking after this.

He wanted to let his father figure it out himself.

If you don't calculate it yourself, you won't be able to understand the confusion and fear you feel when facing numbers.

God knows how shocked he was when he calculated the income and expenditure, especially the major items of treasury expenditure, a few days ago and got such a result?

It was a shock that was like the collapse of one's faith.

Zhu Biao has been a very self-aware person since he was young.

He studied honestly and worked diligently all the way. It can be said that even without the halo of the prince, he is still a typical child of other people's families.

It is also because of this that his temperament is particularly different from Zhu Yuanzhang's.

Unlike Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a hot-tempered temper after growing up among the grassroots and experiencing the battlefield, Zhu Biao was more accustomed to doing things in a methodical manner.

He looks three steps ahead before taking one step and has a clear idea of ​​everything. This is his favorite state.

He is nothing like his own father, who either does nothing or is in a hurry to accomplish everything in one go!
But in reality, political affairs, especially those involving the entire Ming Dynasty’s national affairs, are not that easy.

Normally, Zhu Biao often had to accommodate Zhu Yuanzhang because of his status as the crown prince and son.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Zhu Yuanzhang’s actions were actually not a big deal to Zhu Biao.

But when Hu Dalaya came back and taught a class last time, Zhu Biao immediately changed his mind.

My goodness, the Ming Dynasty has just been established, and there are so many troubles.

If this problem is not solved, won't the country be destroyed within a few generations?
When it comes to such a big thing, Zhu Biao certainly can't sit still.

It was also because of this that he was no longer as polite to Zhu Yuanzhang as before.

Are you still polite?
If we continue to be polite and let this living father continue to mess around like this, the Ming Dynasty will probably be destroyed not long after its establishment!
He doesn't want his hero or grandson to become the king of a fallen country!

(End of this chapter)