Sky Curtain: My Great Qin must have an aircraft carrier!

Led by armored soldiers, Yang Guang arrived at the palace.

He maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, but in his heart he had already cursed Tianmu a thousand times over.

Fortunately, there was plenty of time on the journey, and Yang Guang had already prepared a whole host of arguments.

Just as I stepped across the threshold, a celadon teacup came flying at me, grazing my temple and hitting the doorpost.

"You unfilial son, kneel down!"

Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot, and his sword was already drawn.

"Your usual facade of integrity and filial piety, was it all an act? You'd even lie to your own parents to seize the throne!"

Dugu Jialuo sat to one side, her eyes red-rimmed, her fingers twisting a handkerchief.

"A-Chuang, you have disappointed your mother greatly."

Because Yang Guang was usually pure and abstinent, and extremely filial, she loved him the most.

But Tianmu said that it was all an act?

He even managed to bring down the Sui Dynasty in just over a decade, which is even more outrageous than Qin Er Shi Hu Hai!

I've been shrewd my whole life, how could I be so blind?

"Father, Mother, I am innocent!"

Yang Guang kowtowed deeply, tears streaming down his face, his expression filled with grievance and sorrow.

"I have asked myself, in all these years, I have fought for the Sui Dynasty in the south and north, and pacified the Chen Dynasty. I have never done anything that was out of line."

"A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. In my own life, has there been anything that has wronged the Sui Dynasty, or my father and mother?"

These words were so powerful and resounding that they left Yang Jian speechless.

Upon careful reflection, Yang Guang has indeed not done anything wrong, and his daily conduct is exemplary that of a prince.

On the contrary, Crown Prince Yang Yong was extravagant and indulged in favoritism towards his concubines over his wife, repeatedly disappointing him and the Empress.

However, Tianmu's claim that the Sui Dynasty only lasted two generations is no joke.

Get up.

Yang Jian finally waved his hand in dejection, the murderous intent and anger in his eyes gradually fading.

Ultimately, he couldn't bring himself to punish his innocent son because of Tianmu's comments.

However, this also led Yang Jian to abandon his idea of ​​replacing the crown prince.

Even if Yang Yong was incompetent, surely he couldn't have ruined the Sui Dynasty?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian also sighed.

Why is it that despite his own great talent and Dugu Jialuo's skillful methods, his sons are all unworthy?

Upon hearing this, Yang Yong's gloom vanished, and he danced with joy in the hall.

"Heaven is helping me! Heaven is helping me! A celestial being is protecting me! A celestial being is protecting me!"

When it comes to inheritance, there is a very famous rule in foreign countries called the Ottoman system of succession.

When the old king was alive, all the princes had equal rights of succession.

After they come of age, they will be sent to various provinces as governors to accumulate political and military experience.

Once the old king breathed his last, the princes immediately led their supporters and armies in a desperate march towards the capital.

Whoever storms into the capital and takes control of the situation first will become the new king.

The new king would then have the right to order the execution of all his princes, ostensibly to prevent the country from splitting apart.

"What kind of insane thing is this?"

Ying Zheng was stunned and felt his worldview was shaken.

The selection of an heir is actually based on races and massacres?

How is this any different from a wild beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood?

The emperor is the embodiment of order; one should judge him by his character, ability, and governing skills.

Competing on military strength and speed of advance—is this choosing an emperor or a general?

Ying Zheng shook his head, his face full of disgust.

The Chinese people value propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame; such barbaric practices are utterly unbearable to behold.

If the Qin Dynasty had adopted this approach, it probably wouldn't have needed anyone else to attack; it could have demolished Xianyang itself.

"The Ottoman system of succession is indeed a ruthless method."

In his later years, after listening to Tianmu's story, Emperor Wu of Han's laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into a violent cough.

He deposed his eldest son, Liu Ju, and caused the witchcraft scandal that implicated tens of thousands of people.

Now that he is old, he wants to find a suitable successor, but finds that there is no one available.

If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to send my sons to their fiefdoms to lead troops and fight for the world based on their own abilities.

The one who survives will at least be a formidable figure who can keep things in check, which is better than having no one to succeed him now.

Li Shimin was drinking tea when he heard this and immediately felt awkward, even a little guilty.

Several ministers, including Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling, looked at him with somewhat strange expressions.

Li Shimin's cheeks flushed slightly, and he coughed twice.

The Xuanwu Gate Incident of that year, which killed Jiancheng and Yuanji and forced his father to abdicate, was so similar to the barbarians of the Ottomans.

But Li Shimin was also wronged; how could he be blamed?

Li Yuan himself didn't go to war, but instead hid in the palace to enjoy his life, yet he was extremely suspicious of his son who fought bloody battles!

"Barbarians are barbarians; they don't even care about ethics and moral principles."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, "To kill all your own brothers, you actually came up with such a scheme to wipe out your family line."

The primogeniture system is better; it establishes the rightful heirs in advance and eliminates any undue ambitions from others.

The remaining princes were to obediently go to the frontier to serve as vassal kings and guard the territory for the Ming Dynasty.

However, when Zhu Yuanzhang thought of the princes, a name suddenly popped into his mind.

"Mao Xiang! Where's that brat, Fourth Brother?"

Mao Xiang slipped in from outside the palace and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Prince of Yan is hiding in his residence."

"Excellent, what a fine Emperor Yongle!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, enraged, laughed, his teeth grinding together. "He's playing dirty tricks on us now, isn't he?"

"Bring me that jujube wood club; we're going to meet Emperor Yongle in person today!"

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In the school dormitory, Lu Li ordered a plate of braised pork knuckle rice, marveling at its deliciousness.

"Wow, this is the Clash Royale tournament. You land with a gun, and all your equipment is earned through gameplay."

"However, although many emperors wanted to establish the eldest son as heir, unfortunately it eventually became the Xuanwu Gate Succession Law."

"In the Ming Dynasty, apart from Zhu Yuanzhang, all the others strictly followed the primogeniture system."

These words, when spoken in the princes' residences, made the crown princes feel as if they had thorns in their backs.

What does that mean? Most of the time it's the Xuanwu Gate inheritance law?

The princes exchanged glances, their eyes filled with wariness, each looking at the other as if they were traitors.

Lu Li ate his braised pork trotter rice while scrolling through the comments section.

(To be fair, the Ottoman succession law was really impressive; ten consecutive emperors were all monarchs with real power.)

Is it true? Is it really that amazing?

All the emperors in ancient times were somewhat surprised. What does it mean to have ten generations of wise rulers?

The two wise rulers of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wen and Emperor Jing, made the people of the world submit to them.

Even the premise for Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, to issue an edict of self-reproach was that these wise rulers laid the foundation for the Han Dynasty, which prevented its collapse.

If ten wise rulers were to be combined, how powerful must this country called Ottoman have been?

The emperors hesitated, pondering whether the Ottoman succession law had any merits.

Just when everyone was wavering, the comments shattered their illusions.

(What a load of rubbish! Rome has already proven how unreliable the inheritance law is. If they encounter a strong external enemy, they'll be wiped out in no time!)

(The Ottoman Empire was a complete exception; its geographical location and military system made it something other countries couldn't replicate.)

(Once this precedent is set, it will lead to a situation like the Li Tang dynasty, where fathers kill sons and sons kill fathers, plunging the country into chaos.)

Li Shimin, who had been watching the spectacle, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Father kills son, son kills father?

Upon seeing this sentence, Li Shimin felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

After ascending the throne, he worked diligently to prove to the world that he was more suitable to be emperor than Li Jiancheng.

But the heavens told him that the future of the Tang Dynasty was an endless Xuanwu Gate Incident.

Will the princes of the Tang Dynasty in the future say with confidence: "Emperor Taizong was capable back then, so why can't I be?"

The thought of his descendants turning against each other with swords, staining the Taiji Palace with blood, sent chills down Li Shimin's spine.

Li Shimin's gaze fell on Li Chengqian, who was sitting not far away, and finally turned into a sigh.

I gave him a chance, but Li Chengqian couldn't seize it!

Why learn the Turks' speech and behavior of the Turks, and even eat and live with Turkic servants?

The most outrageous thing is that he even had a male concubine named "Satisfactory" - what kind of behavior is this!

How could the future emperor of the Tang Dynasty behave like this!

The silence between the father and son made the air in the entire hall freeze.

When Li Tai saw this, his eyes lit up with ecstatic joy.

My chance has come!

As long as I perform better and am more capable, the position of crown prince may well be given to someone else!

In a more distant corner, Li Zhi was sipping tea, his expression serene.

Whether it's the eldest brother or the fourth brother, it's not his place as the ninth son to worry about them.

Anyway, the position of crown prince has nothing to do with him.