Monk Daoyan sat in front of a desk with a deathly pale face, looking at the white rice paper in front of him and the ink-stained brush in his hand, which looked as decayed and dull as an old pine tree.

Damn!

Miscalculation!
Why did he show himself in front of Zhu Yuanzhang?
The purpose was to indirectly influence Zhu Yuanzhang, and even Zhu Biao in the future, so as to finally realize his ambition of controlling the world.

But this matter is not that simple.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just look at Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, father and son, are they so easy to trust?

Not to mention that both of them are extremely stubborn.

Even the prince who was eating in front of him was the same.

Although he looks gentle, he is actually no less aggressive than other people.

So, he set rules for himself very early on.

Take it slow and advance step by step, even if it takes ten years.

All he had to do was slowly build up his authority and trust in the hearts of Zhu Yuanzhang and his father.

But... now it seems everything is ruined.

Just before the meal, Monk Daoyan only recorded a few sentences, but he felt his scalp tingling.

And this is just a quick test before the meal, the real talk is still to come.

This Nima! ! !
Monk Daoyan was really cursing in his heart at this moment.

This fucking progress is way beyond the target.

If an ordinary person was pulled into such a confidential occasion by the emperor or the prince to take notes and make plans, he would probably be so excited that he would have tremors on the spot.

In the eyes of those people, this is a sign of trust.

This is the Holy Favor.

But Monk Daoyan is not an ordinary person, he understands these things very clearly.

What's the matter with the emperor's favor or not? To put it bluntly, the emperor and the prince are also human beings.

He is also a man of amazing talent and determination.

How could they suddenly give so much trust to ordinary people?
Therefore, there is only one possibility for Monk Daoyan to be dragged into such a situation today.

That is, in the eyes of Lao Zhu and his son, Daoyan has been completely controlled by them and they are not afraid of him jumping around at all.

Not only that, what made Daoyan feel most uncomfortable was that this meant that Zhu and his son did not regard him as a counselor with whom they could discuss matters.

To put it bluntly, people feel that Dao Yan can be destroyed with a snap of a finger without any scruples, and even if he knows things he shouldn't know, it won't be too much of a pity if he is destroyed.

After realizing this, it would be strange if Daoyan was not depressed or irritable!

But could Zhu Yuanzhang and his father care about Daoyan’s thoughts?

It must be impossible!

Therefore, even though Daoyan was extremely depressed, he had to hold it in for now.

At this time, Zhu Biao put down his chopsticks, drank some tea and rinsed his mouth, then held the newly replaced teacup, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang opposite him who had put down his chopsticks at about the same time, and spoke softly.

"Dad, let me ask you something first. Do you know about the Jingkang Shame?"

"It's the one from the Song Dynasty!"

Zhu Biao was really afraid that his father wouldn't understand, so he gave him a special reminder.

However, Lao Zhu's face turned dark.

"Although I couldn't read before, I still worked hard to recognize words and read books later!"

"If we don't know about the Jingkang Shame, then aren't we useless?"

Zhu Biao didn't pay any attention to his father's sarcastic words. Instead, he suddenly gave instructions to Daoyan who was standing beside him.

"Daoyan, tell father the whole story of the Jingkang Shame!"

"Just tell it according to the official history!"

Daoyan was originally taking notes, but when he heard this, he paused.

Then, he looked at the prince calmly, then lowered his eyes and spoke honestly.

"Yes, Your Highness!" "Your Majesty, let me tell you about the Jingkang Shame..."

Monk Daoyan is a capable man.

Although he didn't know why Zhu Biao suddenly asked him to talk about this.

But he still cited classics and described the situation before and after the Jingkang Shame in detail.

Even the miserable situation of the royal family and the misery of the common people were clearly described.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao listened very carefully, but there was no expression on their faces.

Because they actually knew all these things in their hearts, and they had already been clearly written in history books.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang was born in poverty and could not read a single word, he actually learned a lot after working hard.

After Daoyan finished speaking, Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Dad, you know, in my opinion, Song Huizong was actually tricked."

"In other words, the royal family of the Song Dynasty was sent to the hands of the northern barbarians."

"And the ones who took action were just those officials!"

"In the eyes of those officials, the emperors of the Song Dynasty who wanted to reform the law deserved to die."

"Since we can't control it, we might as well just kill it!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard what Zhu Biao said, he felt very uncomfortable.

"What?"

"Kill the emperor?"

Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's surprised expression and seemed a little confused.

"Dad, you don't really think that becoming an emperor will make you a true dragon emperor who is immune to all poisons, right?"

"To put it bluntly, we are all mortals and we all need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate."

"It will hurt if you bump into something, but you will still die if you get stabbed with a knife!"

"Those officials who don't care about the imperial power but only care about their own interests, once they find that they have no chance to confront the emperor in the court, will try to kill the emperor. Isn't this just like a tenant trying to kill the landlord?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his heart sank.

He just stood up, strode back and forth, and shouted loudly.

"Traitor! How can this be possible!"

"Rebellious ministers and traitors!"

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was really scared.

Because as the Ming Dynasty that expelled the Tartars and restored China, its system had many references to the Song Dynasty.

Especially the preferential treatment given to scholars and officials, it is exactly the same.

Of course, the Ming Dynasty at that time definitely did not treat people as favorably as the Song Dynasty, where there was not even the death penalty, but only demotion.

But everyone can see this trend.

How could Zhu Yuanzhang not be afraid?
He doesn't worry about himself!

His prestige, means, and character are enough to ensure that no villain can achieve that.

But what about future generations?

Can they withstand such calculations?
Can they bear such secrets?
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stopped and looked straight at Zhu Biao.

"Biao'er, are you also considering this for your descendants?"

"Do you think this is the root of trouble?"

Zhu Biao nodded calmly.

"That's right. We can and dare to kill, but you still give them too much preferential treatment."

"Let's not talk about others. Even if it comes to Xiongying's generation, my son will probably have to face the problem of some court officials being too powerful to be controlled in the local areas and forming cliques in the court for personal gain."

"Because they are too rich!" (End of this chapter)

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