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Chapter 1099: Sword Pointed at the Imperial Clan
Jiang Qingzhi fell into deep thought.

"What is my cousin doing?" King Jing wanted to take a look at the study, but Sun Chonglou's burly body like a door panel blocked the door. According to his understanding, without Jiang Qingzhi's permission, Sun Chonglou would not give in even if a god came.

Sun Bu Tong accompanied him and said, "It seems like there are some puzzling things."

It's not my business, is it?

King Jing came here today with a purpose.

Yesterday, the Taoist priest called him and asked him what place he liked.

This was in preparation for his enfeoffment. King Jing was vague about the answer and came to his uncle for help early this morning.

Being a vassal king is like raising pigs. This is what Jiang Qingzhi had said in the past. King Jing later inquired about the plight of the vassal kings and agreed with him.

To be honest, what he was fighting for with Zhu Laosan was not just the position, but more for the freedom to not be kept in captivity.

In the study, Jiang Qingzhi was smiling bitterly.

"Master Ding, are you asking me to reform Confucianism and Confucianism?"

The cauldron shook a little, as if it were a happy child.

Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "This is too difficult."

boom!
A great breath surged, and Jiang Qingzhi smiled bitterly, "Even if I agree, those Confucians now regard me as their mortal enemy. If I say I want to reform Confucianism and Confucianism, who do you think will listen to me?"

The big cauldron was silent.

——I just want the results.

Hey!
Jiang Qingzhi wanted to give him the middle finger.

But I dare not.

This is really a headache!
Jiang Qingzhi threw the matter over, "Let Lao Si do it."

Outside the door, Sun Chonglou waved at King Jing, "Young Master is calling you!"

"coming!"

King Jing came over with a smile, opened the door and looked inside. Seeing his uncle's frown, he smiled and said, "Uncle, are you in trouble? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"You?" Jiang Qingzhi glanced at King Jing and shook his head. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

King Jing sat down and said, "After my cousin left that day, my mother has been in a daze the whole time."

"Yeah!" Jiang Qingzhi did not support Prince Jing in his bid for the throne, which completely destroyed Concubine Lu Jing's last hope and wish.

"I went to visit my mother and talked about the fight for the throne."

Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette, and King Jing took out the fire starter and lit it for him skillfully.

"Why do you carry firewood with you if there's nothing wrong?" Jiang Qingzhi asked after taking a puff of medicinal smoke.

"Moxibustion." King Jing put on the fire cap skillfully.

Jiang Qingzhi said: "You are the youngest, and you are deeply loved by His Majesty. This also makes your mother, Concubine, have thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"Uncle, I..."

"Wait until I finish." Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand. "The order of seniority has been passed down for thousands of years. Even the emperor cannot change it. Emperor Gaozu of Han and Emperor Taizong of Tang both had the idea of ​​abandoning their elders. What happened in the end?"

"Your mother is capable, and you are not bad either, but overall, are you comparable to the two princes who fought for the throne back then?"

King Jing thought about it and shook his head, "No. I have a question. If that's the case, why didn't my cousin express his opinion and treat everyone equally?"

"At first I didn't want to cause trouble for myself." Jiang Qingzhi smiled, "Later, His Majesty gave me a hint, asking me to slowly make you give up. But looking at you..."

Jiang Qingzhi looked at King Jing with a gentle look in his eyes, "You and the third brother have studied with me for many years. In my eyes, you are like my own children."

In terms of age, it would be more appropriate for Jiang Qingzhi to say that he is like an older brother, but he has lived for many more years in his past and present lives combined, and mentally, there is nothing wrong with him being the father of these two princes.

"Hmm!" King Jing thought of Jiang Qingzhi's protection of him over the years and lowered his eyes slightly, "Does my cousin not want to attack me?"

"You are a proud person, and seizing the throne is your only chance to prove yourself. If I had expressed my opinion earlier and made you give up the idea, I'm worried that you would not know why you were living for the rest of your life."

People must have a goal in life until they know their destiny.

If you know your destiny, you will disdain the so-called success and only seek inner peace.

"Later, when you studied medicine, I knew you had made your choice. To be honest, I was very happy, but also a little sad."

Jiang Qingzhi took a puff of medicinal cigarette, and seeing King Jing lowering his head, he couldn't help but sigh, "You chose to study medicine, which is telling us that you don't bother to compete with the third brother."

"But everyone thinks that I am just pretending to study medicine." King Jing said, his voice a little heavy, as if he had a cold.

"I know it's not." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "You are not someone who would tolerate such behavior."

"Uncle!" King Jing looked up, tears gleaming in his eyes.

No one, including Dao Ye and Concubine Lu, understood him and thought he had compromised out of helplessness.

——In the Northern Expedition, Prince Yu performed brilliantly, and the outside world almost unanimously believed that this prince had the right to enter the Eastern Palace.

"You are a thoughtful child." Jiang Qingzhi smiled, "Thoughtful people are also affectionate. You seem to be fighting openly and secretly with the third brother, but you are always protecting him. This brotherhood..."

"I don't need his reward." King Jing was still proud.

"You think Third Brother doesn't know?" Jiang Qingzhi smiled. "That's fine, Fourth Brother. That position is not a good one. If you sit on it, you will be tied to it for the rest of your life. Freedom will become a luxury."

"Yes." King Jing took a deep breath, and Jiang Qingzhi patted his shoulder. "What is your Majesty's attitude?"

"My father asked me which place I like." King Jing smiled sarcastically.

That's your father!
"Your Majesty asks you because he loves you." Jiang Qingzhi sighed. King Jing was silent.

"To be honest, I think the idea of ​​becoming a vassal is stupid." Jiang Qingzhi said frankly, "The sons and grandsons of the emperor should be pampered. If they stay in the capital, I'm worried that they will make trouble and covet the throne. It would be a good life if we can find a place to support them, so that they don't have to worry about food and drink, have money and leisure time."

Jiang Qingzhi smiled unkindly, "People are born to yearn for a free and unfettered life. The princes are not allowed to leave their fiefdoms without the emperor's order. That is another deep palace."

"Actually, I'm wondering if this is retribution." There was a hint of cynicism in King Jing's eyes.

"What retribution?" Jiang Qingzhi felt that Zhu Laosi was a little extreme today.

"Once those eunuchs and palace maids entered the palace, they were locked up deep in the palace. Except for a very few people, they could not see the sunlight outside. This person is like a walking corpse when he is alive... The princes are the same."

"What you said is quite fresh." Jiang Qingzhi pondered the eunuchs' abnormal desire for power from this perspective and came to a conclusion.

The eunuchs fought for power not just for power itself, but more because they wanted to use power to see the outside world.

"During the Former Han Dynasty, the Ten Eunuchs rebelled. I have thought about why those eunuchs rebelled for a long time, but later I found that most of the people around me were violent. I couldn't figure it out after careful consideration."

King Jing said, "I checked their pulses one by one and found that most of them had liver depression. Uncle, this is due to depression."

"What you mean is, if you were..." Jiang Qingzhi's body suddenly shook.

Historically, King Jing died of depression after he became a vassal.

For this proud guy, it doesn’t matter whether he fights for the throne or not, but he doesn’t want to lose.

Being a vassal was a tragic failure in his life.

He longed for freedom, but was kept in captivity in Anlu.

The combination of the two will cause liver depression... and death.

Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "I know."

King Jing said, "Uncle, why don't you take me out to sea? I won't come back in this lifetime. That way no one will be afraid of me."

"What about your mother? Remember, no one is afraid of you!" Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, stood up and said, "I'll go to the palace."

"Let's go together!" said King Jing.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Qingzhi found it strange that Zhu Laosi regarded the palace as a prison.

"Go see my mother."

This is what Jiang Qingzhi likes about his nephew: filial piety.

He is truly filial, but Zhu Laosan's filial piety is tinged with calculation.

Jiang Qingzhi suddenly realized that with Daoye's keenness, how could he not detect the authenticity of his two sons' filial piety.

Just pretending to be stupid.

For the Taoist, his successor must be capable and shrewd.

King Jing seems smart, but he is too proud, so proud that he is conceited.

Daoye was like this in his early years, and later suffered a great loss in this regard. So he was more optimistic about Zhu Laosan.

Tsk!
What a drama this family has!

When Jiang Qingzhi saw Dao Ye, he seemed to have known that this would happen. "Did Lao Si ask you for help?"

"Yes." Jiang Qingzhi sat down. "Your Majesty, as for the Fourth Prince... since he has withdrawn from the fight for the throne, Your Majesty has his own ideas on how to place him, but I think..."

"You are his cousin. I allow you to discipline them both because I consider you as a family member. Since we are a family, this is a family matter, so just speak up."

"Yes." Jiang Qingzhi pondered for a moment, "I have always thought that it is inappropriate to divide the princes."

"Go on." The Taoist nodded calmly, indicating that your remarks are not shocking and you don't have to worry about me getting angry.

"The princes are given a fiefdom, and the cost of maintaining it each year is not small, and there are endless descendants. To this day, the princes of various places have multiplied and have many children and grandchildren..."

Jiang Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, and said calmly, "There are too many to count. Lu Song from the Ministry of Revenue has told me many times that the cost of supporting the royal family every year has caused the Ministry of Revenue to be overwhelmed. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Lao Lu, you are really brave!
Jiang Qingzhi secretly praised Lu Song and said, "For a vassal king, being a vassal is actually the same as being imprisoned."

The Taoist nodded. "I know."

He was born into a feudal family and knew the mentality of feudal princes very well.

Jiang Qingzhi felt more confident. "If that's the case, sending the prince to a fiefdom would be a punishment. I'm wondering if we can try another approach."

"In the Former Han Dynasty, there were many kings who rebelled. The Former Jin Dynasty was also like this. In the Former Tang Dynasty, palace coups were commonplace. In the Former Song Dynasty, there was also the story of candlelight and axe shadows." The Taoist said faintly, "Power is fascinating."

"How about a three-generation limit?"

"Three generations?"

"After the crown prince is chosen, the other princes will be allocated a certain amount of money and food every year, and they can choose how to live. Those who like to do business can do business, and those who like to do carpentry can do carpentry..."

"Three generations later..."

"The kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after three generations! After three generations..."

Jiang Qingzhi looked at the Taoist priest and said word by word, "For the people!"

This was a move he had planned for a long time.

The sword is pointed at the royal family!

(End of this chapter)