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Chapter 1104 Shocking Words
From that day on, the Xin'an Lane Earl's Mansion suddenly became a popular place in the capital, and noble ladies flocked there by carriages.

"Is Chief Wilbur here?"

"Wow! What a big front door! It's worthy of being the mansion bestowed by His Majesty. It's so spacious!"

"Hey! You look handsome, are you married?"

"..."

Jiang Qingzhi couldn't stand it anymore and fled into the palace in anger.

"Who leaked the news?" Jiang Qingzhi asked Huang Jin.

Huang Jin looked innocent, "Who knows?" Seeing Jiang Qingzhi's bad face, he turned back with a stern face, "Investigate, investigate thoroughly!"

"Old Huang, let me know if you find out." Jiang Qingzhi was really annoyed.

"A bunch of old ladies are coming to visit you, why don't you go see them? They can say you are arrogant and pretentious. But if you do, their eyes will roll around and their minds will be full of calculations. How can it be easy for a man like me?"

Jiang Qingzhi and Daoye complained.

Dao Ye sighed and said, "It's not easy to be a parent, but it's not a bad thing for you to deal with them now. Even if it's just a rehearsal, when Dapeng grows up, he will be familiar with it."

"That's true." Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help laughing when he mentioned Dapeng. "That kid is so lively now, making a fuss all day long. It gives you a headache when he makes a fuss. If he doesn't make a fuss, you'll worry that he's not feeling well."

"Only when you raise children will you understand the kindness of your parents." Taoist said lightly.

"That's right." Jiang Qingzhi changed the subject. "For this expedition against the Japanese, I plan to use the Beijing Guards as the core. However, I don't know what's going on with Altan Khan. I plan to take half of the Beijing Guards..."

Leave half on guard.

Daoye nodded, "I thought you would want 70%."

His eyes were gentle, "You can mobilize officers and soldiers from the nine borders."

As for the southern officers and soldiers, forget it!

Although Jiang Qingzhi has been cleansed once, it will take some time for him to be reborn.

"Nine Frontiers..." Jiang Qingzhi frowned, "There has been no news from the Jinyiwei for a long time. Logically, Altan should have disciplined those tribes. If he knew that the Beijing Guards and the Nine Frontiers had drawn elite troops to the south to fight against the Japanese, I am worried that he would take risks."

The Taoist glanced at him and said calmly, "I'm here!"

Jiang Qingzhi looked at him, his eyes calm, "Don't worry!"

Just take more elite troops with you. As for the Ming mainland, I am here!

"I can only take 20,000 border soldiers with me. Plus 30,000 imperial guards..."

"not enough."

"A lot."

"Last time you said that if Japan assembled an army of hundreds of thousands, it would be easy to defeat 50,000 troops... you don't have the advantage of time, place, and people, so how can you defeat them?"

"They are just a mob..."

"Ok?"

"Your Majesty, I underestimated the enemy." Jiang Qingzhi bowed his head, "How about I draw 20,000 officers and soldiers from the south to follow us in the battle!"

"Are those officers and soldiers useful?" The Taoist looked at him suspiciously.

Of course, they can't be used for a big job. Jiang Qingzhi said: "After all, there will be bloodshed and battles before an army can be formed. Besides, those officers and soldiers are more than enough to maintain and suppress the local area after the war."

The Taoist priest pondered for a long time, and Jiang Qingzhi swung the whisk beside him out of boredom.

"The affairs of the royal family should be handled slowly. However... three generations... I think it is appropriate."

Jiang Qingzhi's body trembled, and he looked up, "Master Dao... Your Majesty!"

He thought that the Taoist priest would object and put the issue on hold.

How long has it been?

Daoye said: "I have thought about this for a long time. The royal family is the foundation of the Zhu family and cannot be shaken."

Jiang nodded with a guilty conscience, "That's right."

But three generations is enough, right?

There are quite a few members of the royal family within three generations.

"Yesterday I looked through the list of royal family members and saw that after three or five generations, those royal family members became useless and no one cared about them. They would go to the palace to ring the bell all day long for a little money or gather together to cause trouble.

I was thinking, if my children and grandchildren become like this and are still imprisoned in their fiefdoms, that would be what you call imprisonment. This is not treating my children and grandchildren well, but... self-inflicted evil."

"Your Majesty is wise."

If it were another emperor, he would definitely refuse such a thing.

"But this matter should be done slowly. There are two things to do now, the coming-of-age ceremony for the two boys, and their marriage. I will take care of the coming-of-age ceremony, and the selection of the princess... I only ask you!"

"It's no big deal!" Jiang Qingzhi was very happy at this moment and immediately took his leave.

Huang Jin sent him away, and when he came back, Dao Ye asked, "Did he show any joy?"

"Yes."

"This idiot, weakening the royal family seems to reduce the burden on the Ministry of Revenue, but in the end it weakens the emperor's wings. What does he want to do?"

Huang Jin didn't figure it out, "I guess it's because the expenses are too high!"

"That's just one side." Dao Ye said calmly, "The world is tied to one person, and a dragon gives birth to nine sons... Which is more important, the fate of a country or power?"

If Jiang Qingzhi heard these words, he would be scared to death.

Huang Jin's heart was shaken, "Your Majesty... the emperor's authority should be in his own hands!"

"How could I not know?"

The Taoist priest closed his eyes and gradually became quiet.

Huang Jin stepped aside and pondered what the Taoist said earlier. The world depends on one person, referring to the emperor.

The nine sons of the dragon are different from each other, which means that the princes are of different quality. From another perspective, it means that the emperors are of different quality.

Which is more important, national destiny or power? This is a question for the emperor: Do you want national destiny or power?

Who said this?
Huang Jin was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, an eunuch saluted Huang Jin outside the palace. Huang Jin went out and whispered, "What's the matter?"

"Eunuch Huang, Xia Yan requests to see you."

"Xia Yan?" Huang Jin was startled. Since Xia Yan went to Xin'an Lane, he had only been to the palace a few times and was happy in the Bo's mansion. If he went to the palace, it must be something big.

Huang Jin went in and said softly:

"Your Majesty, Xia Yan requests to see you."

Emperor Jiajing slowly opened his eyes, "Xia Yan?"

"Yes."

"What is this old man doing here?"

Later, Xia Yan entered the palace and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Hmm!" The Taoist priest was holding a whisk, wearing a Taoist robe, with a black wooden hairpin on his head. He looked like an immortal, not like an emperor, but more like an enlightened Taoist priest.

"I am here for matters concerning the royal family."

Xia Yan said.

"Sit down." Daoye nodded. After Xia Yan sat down, he asked calmly, "Qingzhi said that the limit for royal family affairs is three generations. What do you think?"

"I am a commoner, so I shouldn't talk about this matter. But Qingzhi is young after all, and his intentions are good, but he is a little... off the mark."

"Are you worried about him?"

"Qingzhi is as affectionate as Your Majesty. I am not worried about his safety, nor am I worried about the new policy. I am worried about what he values ​​most... turning against him."

The Taoist said quietly, "Go ahead!"

"Qingzhi has always been worried that the emperors in the future will be of different quality. If he encounters a ruler like your Majesty, it would be fine. But if he encounters a tyrant like that, where will the Ming Dynasty go? Can we just hope that the tyrant will die soon or wake up?"

This old man is so bold that he even dares to say that the tyrant king should die early.

Huang Jin glanced at Dao Ye, who raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, how should we deal with it?"

Huang Jin's body suddenly shook as he thought of the Taoist's muttering to himself earlier.

Could it be that those words came from Jiang Qingzhi?

So, who got the news?
Jinyiwei or Dongchang?

However, when Daoye was talking to Jiang Qingzhi earlier, there was no sign of anything unusual... Huang Jin couldn't help but worry about Jiang Qingzhi.

This guy is good at seeking death!
Xia Yan actually took the initiative to enter the palace, is he going to confess this matter? !
Isn't that asking for trouble?
Xia Yan sighed, "What that kid meant was..."

"Why, are you afraid of my wrath?"

Xia Yan smiled bitterly, "Qingzhi means to break the original pattern and let the emperor..." He looked at Dao Ye, "He wants to be a virtual emperor."

Boom!

Huang Jin seemed to hear a thunderous explosion right above his head, so much so that his body couldn't help but shake.

The vision in front of my eyes was a little blurry, as if there was a layer of red blood light.

Authority is the life of an emperor.

Xu Jun, that means to seize the emperor's life!

No matter how much the Taoist trusts Jiang Qingzhi, he will never tolerate it after learning of his plan.

Huang Jin panted, as if he saw the scene of the emperor and his subjects turning against each other.

What comes next?
Purge the capital guards, purge the court... Confucianism regained the initiative and regained a balance with the Yan Party.

And Dao Ye will return to his own cage and slowly fade into silence.

"Why did you take the initiative to confess this matter?" The Taoist's voice was calm.

"That kid thought he could hide it from Your Majesty." Xia Yan sighed, "But I know that there must be someone from the Jinyiwei or the Dongchang in the Bo Mansion, and that person may even be by Qingzhi's side. Qingzhi...he is closest to his own people and never sets up defenses."

"So, what do you think I should do?" asked the Taoist.

Xia Yan looked at him calmly. From the moment he called himself "old man", the old man had put life and death aside. "Qingzhi's plan may seem to undermine the emperor's authority, but deep down he hopes that the Zhu family can last long."

He paused, and seeing that the Taoist didn't speak, he continued, "I have read a lot of history books, and watched the rise and fall of dynasties. I have been thinking for many years, why can't this dynasty prosper forever?"

The Taoist looked calm.

"One day, I heard about the fall of a certain powerful noble. His grandfather, with whom I had had contact, was a very virtuous man. The late emperor also valued his family. The title of Marquis was passed down to his grandson, but he was a playboy. It would have been fine if he just liked to eat, drink and have fun, but he actually loved gambling... Gambling can ruin a family. He lost everything. He was greedy and robbed people by trickery. He was impeached by the censor and eventually stripped of his title and became a commoner. Just a while ago, I learned that he died of hunger and cold."

Xia Yan swallowed his saliva, and the Taoist said, "Give him some tea."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xia Yan said slowly: "How similar is this Marquisate to the Ming Dynasty? The nine sons of the dragon are different. Even if they are not stupid, can they be guaranteed to be outstanding? No. Can an emperor with mediocre abilities suppress his ministers?"

Xia Yan looked at the Taoist priest and said word by word, "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, but he cannot suppress the ministers!"

You can't do that. What will happen if your children or grandchildren are mediocre?

"That's not a system of checks and balances between the monarch and his subjects, but... the monarch is not a monarch, the subjects are not subjects, the emperor's orders become waste paper once they leave the palace, the world is in turmoil, the country is like dusk, and it will soon decline."

These words are extremely bold.

Huang Jin couldn't help but feel his heart in his throat, just waiting for the Taoist to smash the jade awl at Xia Yan.

(End of this chapter)