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

Chapter 688 Forced Reconciliation between Father and Son

Chapter 688: Forced Reconciliation between Father and Son
"His Majesty!"

"Have you ever thought about it? Of course you are the emperor!"

"But your subordinates, especially those from aristocratic families, who come from farming and studying, whose ancestors didn't accompany various emperors all the way?"

"I'm afraid that most people have seen fewer officials in their lifetime than the emperors their family has recorded along the way!"

"So, when it comes to your talk about being the Prince of Fortune, I naturally pay respect to you, but in fact, I never take it to heart at all."

"After all, the emperor is the one with the strongest soldiers and horses!"

"You are now at the peak of your power and strength, so your words will have an impact."

"But when the crown prince and the future grandson of the emperor take the throne, the military strength will decline and the military power will fall into the hands of others. At that time, naturally, this group of civil officials will have the final say!"

Daoyan said something extremely treasonous in a very "frank" manner.

But after hearing such outrageous words, neither Zhu Yuanzhang nor Zhu Biao knew how to refute him.

Because, the situation Daoyan described has never been considered as treasonous at a certain level or, to be more precise, in the eyes of real big guys.

These words are just the basic understanding of the people.

emperor?

When you have strong troops and horses, you will naturally be the supreme ruler whose words are law.

But if he had no soldiers to use, he would be nothing more than a clay or wooden statue hiding in the palace, unable to issue any decrees.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao understood these principles, and the aristocratic families with inherited traditions understood them even better.

Because their ancestors have supported and served so many emperors along the way.

Therefore, temporary hardship or sadness is really nothing to them.

At least Zhu Yuanzhang was somewhat reasonable. After figuring out the other party's temperament, he knew very well how to flatter them and please them.

In fact, what Monk Daoyan said today was even clearer to those aristocratic families.

People die for money and birds die for food. If he doesn't hurry up to make money and cultivate land for his family, does he really want to work day and night for the Zhu family?
Monk Daoyan saw that his words had completely silenced the father and son of the Zhu family opposite him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and then quickly retreated, his face still expressionless as he spoke.

"Therefore, Your Majesty, I suggest that if you really want to pass on this family business, you should do it now while you are in power and your words are law!"

"If the time comes for the crown prince to succeed to the throne or the future emperor's grandson to succeed to the throne, they will be powerless even if they accompany him."

"This is not alarmist talk, but the simplest analysis of pros and cons!"

"I'm sure you can figure it out if you calm down, but you're just a little unwilling to accept it!"

“That’s all I have to say!”

After Daoyan said these words, he stepped back and stopped talking.

Seeing that Daoyan stopped talking, Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath.

He looked at his son somewhat bewilderedly, then looked at Mao Xiang and Zhu Shou, who were kneeling there, cowering and wishing they would disappear on the spot. Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand dejectedly.

"Just step back!"

"Biao'er, you stay!"

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang said this, Mao Xiang ran the fastest.

He really didn't want to stay here anymore!

Oh my god, what is this!
I'm afraid even Mr. Hu wouldn't talk about such "exciting" things here.

What's going on today? Are people just chatting without any taboos?

But Zhu Yuanzhang and the others dared to talk, but he didn't dare to listen!

Damn it, he has civil servants, imperial power, and even worse, he is talking about military power?
What the hell does this have to do with a small Jinyiwei like him? The point is, although Mr. Hu occasionally makes such shocking remarks, he is very good at grasping opportunities and limits.

It seems that every sentence is madly seeking death, but in fact, it is stuck behind a horizontal line and has not crossed it at all.

On the contrary, this kid Daoyan, huh, he is usually very quiet, but when he suddenly opens his mouth, it is simply outrageous.

Mao Xiang ran away in a panic, and the others also left even though they were a little slower.

In the entire Jinshen Hall, the only ones left were the old Zhu father and son who were still having a conflict yesterday.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at his fat son in a daze. Thinking back to the previous arguments between father and son, he suddenly lost interest.

"Biao'er, do you think we are a joke?"

"I'm stubborn and I've been doing this and that without hesitation. No matter how much you and your mother persuade me, I won't give in. But now it seems that I'm just a joke!"

"After all, we still suffer from the fact that we have never been to school and have never learned to read!"

"Now I want to hear your opinion. How do you think this matter should be handled?"

Zhu Biao did not show any sign of complacency in the face of Zhu Yuanzhang's sudden concession and surrender.

Because he knew that it was not him who convinced his father, but his father had to give in for the future of the Zhu family after Monk Daoyan pointed out so many facts to him.

This was not Zhu Biao's victory, but Zhu Yuanzhang's "helplessness".

If it had happened ten years earlier, perhaps Zhu Biao would have stubbornly argued with Zhu Yuanzhang to the death to get a result.

But Zhu Biao today is no longer that simple little fat boy.

For him, the longer he served as regent, the more he understood what it meant to be lonely at the top.

He gathered his composure and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Dad, are you asking about my uncle being stabbed?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded silently.

"This matter should be dealt with severely and severely, even more so than the previous case of Li Shanchang!"

It would be fine if Zhu Biao didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth, it was definitely a "bold statement"!

Zhu Yuanzhang also looked at his fat son in horror.

"Don't you always complain that I'm too murderous?"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but say something tough.

But Zhu Biao looked indifferent.

"I still think that my father is sometimes too murderous!"

"In my opinion, if he is indeed involved in the case, then you can kill him anyway. But if he is not involved in the case but is just implicated, then why do you have to kill him?"

"As for this time, my son's idea is very simple."

"The Li Shanchang case led to the killing of a large number of civil and military officials of the Huaixi Party. On the other hand, the maritime merchant families in Jiangnan and Fujian are involved this time, so the intensity of the crackdown must be no less than the last time!"

"If not, then in the court, only the voices of Jiangnan's sworn brothers and officials will be heard!"

"If this continues, I'm afraid there will be trouble before my son succeeds me, and the Ming Dynasty will be in trouble!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao in surprise.

He never expected that his fat son would always say he was murderous when talking about him.

But I never thought that when he started to fight, he was equally ruthless.

If many people were killed in Huaixi, then as many must have been killed in Jiangnan as well?
Haha, this method is not bad!

(End of this chapter)