Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 199: Never compromise, Liu Hong, his virtue is clear, his deeds are vigorous
Sure enough, it was almost the same as Yan Ruohai guessed.

Prince Jing's son, Li Hongcheng, personally led 800 royal guards to the scene, ready to stop the chaos.

Liu Hong snatched the spear of a black knight and swung his sword, revealing a deep wound on the black knight's throat that was so deep that the bone could be seen.

"Li Hongcheng, are you going to stop me too?"

Liu Hong spoke loudly.

He still remembered that he had a very pleasant conversation with Prince Jing and that they had explored the hybrid rice issue in depth.

Unexpectedly, Prince Jing, who had remained silent in Kyoto, chose to stand against him at this moment.

Li Hongcheng was trembling all over. Facing Liu Hong's question, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

He always felt that Prince Jing appreciated Liu Hong, so he evaluated him as the son of the Red Emperor.

From then on, Li Hongcheng avoided Liu Hong whenever possible, as he did not want to live in Liu Hong's shadow.

However, he did not expect that behind his father's appreciation of Liu Hong, there was more deep fear.

Liu Hong's eyes were clear as he kept looking at Li Hongcheng, seemingly puzzled.

He never regarded Prince Jing as an opponent or an enemy.

But now that Prince Jing is against him, Liu Hong is really confused.

Li Hongcheng seemed unable to bear the pressure in his heart and spoke loudly with a hint of pleading in his voice.

"Governor, you have married Fan Ruoruo, a talented woman from a century-old family in Kyoto. Your child will be born soon."

"In a few decades, your family will also stand tall in the imperial court and become a family like the Fan family and the Liu family. Why do you want to attack these aristocratic families?"

"As long as you stop, you will still be the actual ruler of Qianlong Bay, the Governor of Kyoto, the General of Chariots and Cavalry, and the Minister of War, and you will be deeply respected by all the people!"

After saying this, Li Hongcheng bowed deeply.

Liu Hong came from a humble background, which is indeed worthy of criticism, just like Chen Pingping.

It is certain that they will be treated unfairly in the early stages, and the aristocratic families will temper the rebellious nature of their subordinates.

Just learn from Chen Pingping, who stood firm in the court for decades and did not take action against the aristocratic families.

They would naturally accept Liu Hong and make them a part of them, and from then on the family and the country would prosper together.

Liu Hong was silent for a while.

"Understood!"

Ye Qingmei has dug a good hole for herself! The inscription of the Supervisory Yuan advocating civil rights.

The poor and small and medium-sized landlords didn't remember much, but the group of wealthy and powerful families that Ye Qingmei had attacked gained inspiration from them and had the germ of a guiding ideology.

Seriously! Pretty ridiculous.

Ye Qingmei wanted to eliminate the aristocratic families and make everyone equal all her life.

As a result, the inner treasury, the Supervisory Council, and the navy were usurped by Emperor Qing.

Even the ideas that were meant to enlighten the common people were deleted and modified by the aristocratic families, becoming the guiding ideology for opposing the imperial power.

If Liu Hong had not traveled through time, a hundred years later the aristocratic family headed by Fan Xian would probably have become the main force ruling the world.

Yan Ruohai smiled with confidence.

"So Governor of Kyoto, what are your choices?"

He went along with the crowd and became a member of the embryonic form of aristocratic family, and then learned from Sima (Dead Mother).

Or will he remain stubborn and refuse to repent, leading to defeat and death, and becoming a complete joke?
The battle stopped unknowingly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Hong.

Ji Xin seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, his determined look remained the same as always.

No matter what, he would support Liu Hong, even if Liu Hong chose to compromise and become a member of a noble family.

"Everyone! Follow me into the palace."

Liu Hong's voice was sonorous and powerful.

His virtue is so bright and his actions are so heroic that nothing can surpass this.

The soldiers of the garrison division, whose morale was originally somewhat loose, were inexplicably moved when they saw Liu Hong's actions.

They didn't know what Liu Hong was trying to do.

But what Liu Hong was willing to accomplish even at the cost of his own defeat must be a great thing.

They are just small characters in the long river of history, without even a name left behind.

But today, I am willing to risk my life to accomplish that task for Liu Hong.

Not for anything else! Just so that at least when Liu Hong became the Minister of War, their salaries were not withheld, and their military merits were not arbitrarily snatched away by the children of the powerful above. Ji Xin's face flushed, and he wanted to laugh. He stroked his cheek, but it was warm tears, and he roared to the sky.

"I am willing to die for Pei Bo!"

"I am willing to die for Pei Bo!"

The garrison division's voice was earth-shaking and could be heard throughout Kyoto.

So what if Emperor Qing deprived Liu Hong of his title?

Pei Bo's name lies in people's hearts, not in imperial power!
All the generals under Liu Hong will get the news and rush over.

Li Hongcheng looked at Liu Hong in disbelief, then gritted his teeth.

"March forward and kill Liu Hong!"

Yan Ruohai shook his head and sighed.

"Commander Jing, you should go too! It seems that this Governor of Kyoto is climbing too fast and too arrogant."

Jing Ge clenched the spear in his hand and wanted to take action, but his body was stiff, as if he could not move.

He was also from a poor family, but he was just lucky enough to be valued by Chen Pingping.

Faced with Liu Hong in such a state, Jing Ge really couldn't do anything.

Liu Hong remained calm and arranged his heavily-armored guards to form a circular formation, quietly waiting for support from his subordinates and even from the palace.

He once relied on the power of the prime minister, that is, the power of the aristocratic families behind the prime minister, to check and balance the imperial power.

And now Liu Hong leads the nascent and fragile power of the poor, waiting for the support of the imperial power to release the anger of the people that has accumulated for thousands of years.

In Prince Jing's palace, Prince Jing, with his hair disheveled, was lying in a pile of fine wine, and he raised a glass of wine to the tombstone engraved with Ye Qingmei of the Supervisory Council.

Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, some of them nostalgic, but more of them determined.

"Qingmei, I thought Fan Xian was your successor, but I didn't expect that the person who really understood what you meant was Liu Hong, a gangster by birth."

"I'm sorry, but I am the Prince of Jing after all, not a farmer. For the sake of the people, I can research hybrid rice and let the people of the world have enough food to eat."

"But you have to understand me. If these people are greedy and want to get more power, they will eventually cut their flesh from us!"

Prince Jing drank a glass of wine.

For the sake of friendship, he can be loyal and righteous, support Fan Xian, and save the Fan family and Chen Pingping.

But if there is no level division, then can he, the Prince Jing, still study flowers and plants whenever he wants, mobilize troops at will, or even interfere in political affairs?

Among the five people from Danzhou, only Prince Jing understood Ye Qingmei's thoughts.

He divided the people of the world into three levels: imperial power, aristocratic families, and poor families.

Now the poor sect headed by Liu Hong wants to demand power. How could Prince Jing agree to it?

Either become a noble family, or be a humble and humble person and submit to the government. There is no other way.

Prince Jing poured a glass of wine, and a rice ear lay on the table opposite.

Those were the rice ears that I saw when I first met Liu Hong.

"Liu Hong, I admire you! But as an enemy, it would be better if you died. I will preserve your reputation and give you a grand funeral."

"Just like Ye Qingmei who was killed by His Majesty."

"Only a dead chariot and cavalry general is a good general!"

Prince Jing's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

He walked slowly, looking in the direction of the imperial palace.

"Let me see why you want to seize power!"

In Liu Hong's direction, the fighting situation was still fierce and tense.

However, Li Hongcheng and Yan Ruohai looked particularly gloomy, while Liu Hong slowly began to smile.

"I'm curious why Fan Jian didn't send the Tiger Guards! Fan Jian has devoted all his resources to train hundreds of guards."

"Even if only fifty people wearing heavy armor show up to carry out the decapitation operation, my soldiers won't be able to stop them."

Liu Hong laughed happily.

Many people have a misunderstanding about imperial power, that is, imperial power is the power of the emperor.

In fact, this is not the case. Imperial power is a combination of the powers of the emperor, the empress dowager, the queen, clan members, and eunuchs.

Unfortunately, it seems the palace has already made a decision.

(End of this chapter)