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Chapter 1105 Good intentions
The emperor has a reverse scale that cannot be touched. Anyone who touches it will die!

What is the emperor's reverse scale?

Authoritarianism!

This is the foundation of an emperor's career.

It is also the key to the emperor's life's honor and disgrace.

Anyone who dares to touch this reverse scale, even if he is a prince, a wife, or a minister, will not escape the emperor's thunder.

Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang... These emperors who shine brightly in history, wise and powerful emperors, when the reverse scale of their authority was touched, they still chose to take ruthless action without hesitation, even if that person was their beloved son.

After Xia Yan said these outrageous words, he looked at the Taoist calmly.

Waiting for the Taoist's decision.

Jiang Qingzhi's plan shocked Xia Yan at first, and then he became worried.

He had been in charge of government affairs and had discussed state affairs with Dao Ye countless times, including the handling of ministers.

At least 30% of the crimes committed by the courtiers were committed by the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang. Even the pillow talk could not be hidden from the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang.

The Imperial Guards, in particular, spared no effort to infiltrate the homes of officials, from doormen to cooks, to maids to concubines... When you are relaxed, your casual words will fall into their ears.

Are there any spies from the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang in the Bo Mansion?

Xia Yan asserted that there was, and more than one.

He didn't bother to figure out who it was. It was useless and would only add to his troubles.

Even if that person was eliminated quietly or isolated, don't Lu Bing and Rui Jingxian have a backup plan?
Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to remain calm, which also means being calm - Your Majesty, I have no selfish motives.

The only thing he could hope for at this moment was that the Taoist priest would suppress his anger because Jiang Qingzhi's original intention was for the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty and the longevity of the Zhu family.

Let the thunder come lighter!
Qingzhi, you can escape the first day, but you can’t escape the fifteenth... Xia Yan smiled bitterly to himself, but also felt that Jiang Qingzhi needed to take a heavy blow.

Otherwise this guy will become more and more daring.

When Jiang Qingzhi and Xia Yan were drinking, he said some opinions that subverted Xia Yan's cognition and world views.

Among them, the concept of political situation is even more...how to put it?

Some of the opinions were so thought-provoking that Xia Yan applauded and praised the boy for his ability.

Some opinions made Xia Yan dumbfounded, and he felt that this guy was drunk.

But all opinions have an original intention.

For the Ming Dynasty!

Xia Yan is gambling!

After an unknown amount of time, the eunuch brought tea. Huang Jin waved his hand, and Xia Yan had forgotten about being thirsty. He just looked at the Taoist calmly.

In the incense burner, three incense sticks were burning slowly.

The smoke was curling and the sandalwood was wafting. The hall was quiet and the light was just outside the hall, illuminating one-third of the hall, while the rest was dark.

The whole world seemed to have stopped.

Huang Jin felt something flowing slowly down his spine.

But he didn't dare move.

Although the hall seemed quiet, Huang Jin seemed to feel lightning flashing high up in the sky. A giant dragon was perched on a pillar, coldly looking down at the mortals.

The autumn wind suddenly blew, making a rustling sound outside.

Daoye's calm eyes moved slightly, "Emperor Taizu Gao has been the emperor for many years. Has he made any mistakes? Yes, in my opinion, many things are worth discussing, and even inappropriate."

If these words were heard by the outside world, they would certainly be criticized.

But Dao Ye doesn't care.

"What about Emperor Jianwen? If he had his own ideas, he should know that the reduction of the feudal system should be done slowly and not hastily. There was a precedent in the early Han Dynasty, but he turned a blind eye to it... I think he was influenced by Huang Zicheng and others."

When an emperor is controlled by his ministers, this may not be foolishness, but it is definitely mediocre.

"If a foreign enemy invaded on a large scale at that time, judging from the actions of the group of confidants around Emperor Jianwen, it might be another Tumu Incident!"

Xia Yan agreed, "That's right."

"Later... Renxuan was just mediocre."

The good grandson that Chengzu valued was ultimately just a mediocre person and failed to continue his glorious moments.

"Later..." The Taoist shook his head.

To be honest, the emperors after Renzong and Xuanzong were unremarkable.

“After Renzong and Xuanzong, there were also emperors with extraordinary abilities, but after Chengzu, the power of ministers gradually expanded and suppressed the emperors step by step.”

"You, Xia Yan, think that I will be furious and even take action against Qing, is that right?" "Yes." Xia Yan did not deny it and clenched his fists tightly.

"In my eyes, the third and fourth brothers..." The Taoist thought for a moment, "The fourth brother seems smart, but his methods are too soft and he can't control his subjects. The third brother... has some methods, but he still can't control his subjects."

Historically, Zhu Laosan failed to suppress his ministers, but instead eased relations with them.

Everyone is happy, and as a result, the power of the ministers expanded rapidly. By the time of Emperor Wanli, if Zhang Juzheng really wanted to rebel, given the power he held at the time... it would be hard to say.

"After learning what he said, I pondered for a long time. This idiot even pretended to discuss with me some royal family reform. The grace of a gentleman will be cut off after three generations. If I didn't know his original intention, I..."

There was a hint of coldness in the Taoist's eyes.

Xia Yan felt a chill down his spine, "Qingzhi was originally motivated by public interest."

"So I nodded." The Taoist said calmly, "He refused and did not dare to tell me about his plan. Now that you, Xia Yan, have told me, are you feeling uneasy, desperate, and having a chill down your spine?"

This is still the smart and frightening Emperor Jiajing!
Xia Yan nodded, "Yes."

"You old man underestimated me!"

The Taoist said contemptuously: "If all this remains unchanged, after I leave, the Third Brother is not a stubborn person and will definitely choose to make peace with the ministers. Once they make peace, the ministers will counterattack..."

The Taoist sighed, "I want to warn future generations not to compromise with the ministers. But after thinking about it, if there is no compromise, and the emperor and his ministers are in opposition in the court, how long can the Ming Dynasty last?"

"Qingzhi said at the beginning that if nothing changes, it will only last a hundred years at most," Xia Yan said.

"Yes! In a hundred years, my grandson... maybe my great-grandson! Will become the ruler of a fallen country." Daoye's eyes were deep. "Think about the two emperors Huizong and Qinzong of the Song Dynasty, and think about the royal family members who were slaughtered and humiliated by foreign races... How can I sit back and watch?"

The Taoist priest stood up suddenly, and Xia Yan looked up with shock in his eyes.

What the Taoist meant... was that he agreed with Qingzhi's plan?
"I cannot sit idly by, but how can I turn this dangerous situation around?" Dao Ye's eyes were sharp. "I have been fighting with my subjects for many years, and there is no harmony between the ruler and his subjects. It is time for the Third Brother to make peace with his subjects."

If the emperor and his subjects confront each other for a long time, something unspeakable will happen sooner or later.

"As time goes by, either the emperor can't help but purge the court, or the ministers can't help but rebel and change the dynasty." Daoye's eyes were dim, "I want to take back the imperial authority that Chengzu lost from the hands of his ministers, but I am unable to do so. The descendants who follow are even more powerless. This is a dead end!"

Xia Yan nodded: "Even if the emperor and his subjects make peace in the future, I dare to assert that there will be no possibility of honesty between the emperor and his subjects. Instead, they will... be full of intrigues and deceptions!"

"The emperor and his subjects are just like husband and wife." Dao Ye said, "It's fine if they share the same bed but have different dreams, but once they become enemies, how can the emperor sleep peacefully? This deadlock... cannot be broken. I have thought hard for a long time, but I can't break it!"

"Your Majesty, what are the kings and ministers fighting for? It's for power. This has happened countless times over the past thousand years. Kings and ministers will not give up power and both want to grab more."

"So that idiot came up with a plan. He decided on the respective powers of the monarch and his subjects, and then each of them took back their power. Then, he used rules to confine the monarch and his subjects, so that they could only struggle in that cage. In this way, the monarch and his subjects could get along well."

Xia Yan felt relieved. "When I first heard about this plan, I was shocked by Qingzhi's boldness and wild imagination. After thinking about it carefully, this matter... is really the only way to solve it."

"This method may seem to weaken the emperor's authority, but it actually strengthens it!"

The Taoist raised his lips slightly, "Rather than being manipulated by the ministers and becoming puppets, it is better to divide the power and let everyone rule in peace."

Xia Yan's back, which had been tense all the time, slowly collapsed, and he stood up and saluted, "I congratulate your majesty and the Ming Dynasty!"

"You, Xia Yan, called yourself an old man before, but now you call yourself a commoner. Why are you so rude at first and respectful later?" the Taoist asked sarcastically.

"I was ready to die before, but now I have escaped death. It is all thanks to your majesty's kindness. I thank you!"

Xia Yan saluted solemnly.

Then he left.

Walking out of the hall, Xia Yan felt cold when the autumn wind blew, and then he realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

The emperor is an unreasonable creature. He entered the palace today to deal with the aftermath of Jiang Qingzhi's bold behavior.

This is a journey of death in search of survival.

But Xia Yan did not hesitate.

"Old Xia Yan is courageous, knowledgeable, affectionate and righteous."

Inside the palace, the Taoist narrowed his eyes, "I have been waiting for Qingzhi to speak frankly about this matter, but after careful consideration, how dare he speak frankly to me? I didn't expect that it was Xia Yan who came."

The crisis was resolved, Huang Jin smiled and said, "Chang Wei Bo underestimated your majesty's breadth of mind."

"It's not my broad mind, but I have seen through the seriousness of this."

The Taoist got up and walked out slowly. He looked at Xia Yan's somewhat hunched figure and said, "A real man cannot guarantee that his wife will not be virtuous and his son will not be filial. Back then, Emperor Chengzu was optimistic about Emperor Xuande and thought that Emperor Xuande would inherit his ambitions, but Emperor Xuande..."

Under pressure from his ministers, Emperor Xuande eventually lost the situation established by his grandfather.

"I don't think highly of the third child. He has a weak character and is not strong enough. If I go, he will definitely choose to bow his head and compromise under the pressure of the ministers. This is one of the reasons why I keep the fourth child.

But the fourth brother... he has some cleverness, but lacks a big picture. If he takes my place, he will first have a big fight with the ministers. I don't think he will do well. Once he loses, the emperor's authority will no longer exist, and he will become a puppet!"

Taoist sighed, "Qingzhi has seen through this. He is not optimistic about my afterlife. He is worried that after me, the emperor will become a plaything of his subjects. In this case, why not divide the power between the monarch and his subjects and set rules while I am still here? This kid..."

The Taoist priest looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, "You have good intentions!"

(End of this chapter)