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Chapter Fourteen As You Like It

After a few glasses of wine, several people were already obviously tipsy.

These wines are all made from Maozi with extremely high purity, and are naturally different from those brewed in the Ming Dynasty.

"Boy, you said last time that you had a plan that could bring peace to all generations. What exactly was it?"

Although Zhu Yuanzhang was also drunk, he was the king of a country after all. Since he was already here, he naturally needed to get some more wool from Zhu Ying, not to mention that the world of the old Zhu family would also be handed over to this boy in the future.

Let him contribute to the world of Lao Zhu's family in advance.

Hearing his father ask this, Zhu Biao suddenly became energetic.

My son has been wandering outside for so many years, but he didn't expect that his father would rely on him deeply now, and his abilities are almost better than his father's.

Now everyone knows that this kid has guessed everything about Goryeo, so they have no doubts about this kid's ability.

This kid is only a teenager, but he can predict the situation in Korea thousands of miles away without leaving home, and he is extremely accurate.

If there are still geniuses in this world, then the eldest grandson of our old Zhu family is definitely one of them.

Dad's plan to create peace for all generations is not simple at first.

Not only Zhu Biao, but also Lan Yu, who was very drunk at this time, couldn't help but wake up and stand up to listen attentively.

Whether Lao Zhu's family is doing well or not is closely related to whether Lao Lan's family is doing well, so we must pay attention to this!

"Okay, since you are so thirsty for knowledge, I will simply give you some pointers."

Seeing that the three of them were all listening attentively, Zhu Ying nodded immediately.

"Let's discuss a question first, that is, why did Your Majesty insist on killing Prime Minister Hu Weiyong?"

Zhu Ying did not start the lecture directly, but asked a question.

"Do you still need to ask? Isn't it clearly written in the imperial list that announces the world? Then Hu Weiyong is corrupt, perverts the law, and oppresses the people. He is a crime worthy of death!"

Lan Yu answered drunkenly.

"It's superficial, isn't it?"

“Don’t just take everything at face value!”

Zhu Ying snorted coldly and continued: "Since Hu Weiyong deserved death, why did he have to be arrogant and domineering for seven years? Why did your majesty tolerate it for so long? And although Hu Weiyong was beheaded, the Ming Dynasty has not

Why was he not restored to the position of prime minister?"

"Then why is this?"

Zhu Biao frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, and couldn't help but ask further questions.

Zhu Ying smiled mysteriously, stretched out a finger, and pointed in the direction of the palace.

"The answer is obvious, because the existence of the prime minister has seriously threatened the country of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty has tolerated it for seven years, and it is not Hu Weiyong who is deliberately trying to deal with it, but the power of the prime minister represented by Hu Weiyong."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang's mind buzzed.

He sobered up instantly after being drunk.

Everyone in the world feels that they tolerated Hu Weiyong's evil deeds for seven years because they were afraid of Hu Weiyong.

But Zhu Yuanzhang himself knew that if he wanted to chop off Hu Weiyong's head, it would be as easy as squeezing an ant to death.

What I want to deal with is not Hu Weiyong, but the system of prime ministerial power in past dynasties that Hu Weiyong represents.

That's why he endured it for so long, with the purpose of killing him with one strike and completely abolishing the prime minister system.

If no one in the world understands his painstaking efforts, it is not necessarily true. Old friends like Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang, who have been with him for a long time, should all know it.

But what Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect was that his eldest grandson could see so clearly!

Either this kid is not a member of our old Zhu family, he will either be used by me, or he must be eradicated!

"Why!"

"What a pity! What a pity!"

"A wise man will always make mistakes. Your Majesty is wrong!"

"And it's so wrong!"

But the next second, what Zhu Ying said made Zhu Yuanzhang stunned again.

We have been patient for seven years. Although we are not foolproof, we are still thoughtful. Why does this little bastard say that our actions are completely worth mentioning?

"Little bastard, where did your majesty think wrong?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and couldn't help but ask.

"Old Zhutou, let me ask you, as an emperor, what are you most afraid of?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, but then returned: "Of course it's a rebellion!"

"That's right!" Zhu Ying nodded.

Since the birth of China, from Xuanyuan to Puyi, a total of 494 emperors have ascended the throne in history.

Among the nearly five hundred emperors, at least one-third were killed because of rebellion.

If we include attempts to usurp the throne, death under house arrest, etc., at least half of the emperors were not considered normal deaths.

This shows that being an emperor in China is an extremely risky profession.

Of course, the higher the risk, the higher the return.

"If you want to rebel, you need power in your hands."

"If you don't have power, you won't be able to rebel."

"The prime minister is the representative of one person who is subordinate to ten thousand people, and naturally has overwhelming power in his hands. Your Majesty killed Hu Weiyong and abolished the prime minister system. Although you will be a little bit more miserable and tired, the power will return to your hands."

Zhu Ying continued talking as if there was no one around.

"If that's the case, doesn't that prove that His Majesty's choice was right? Why do you say that His Majesty was wrong?"

Zhu Biao asked with a puzzled look.

"That's right. The prime minister is usually a civilian, so what does it have to do with our generals?"

Lan Yu also asked with a puzzled look.

As a military general of the Ming Dynasty, Lan Yu had long been unhappy with that old rabbit Hu Weiyong.

I think back when we followed His Majesty in the Northern and Southern Wars, that old rabbit was probably still wearing crotchless pants!

Who would have thought that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the old rabbit suddenly became the prime minister, acting like a dog and pretending to be a tiger in front of us old guys.

Your Majesty chopped up that old rabbit, it was really satisfying!

"It's superficial again, isn't it?"

Zhu Ying rolled her eyes.

"Not only is there a relationship, but it is a profound relationship!"

"Throughout the Chinese dynasties, power can be divided into three types!"

"The first is imperial power, the second is prime ministerial power, and the third is military power."

"The representative of imperial power is naturally His Majesty the Emperor."

"It goes without saying that the representative of prime minister's power is naturally the prime minister, and generals like you are naturally the representatives of military power."

Lan Yu was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but said: "No wonder, how can we, a group of big bosses, be the opponents of that bunch of scheming and evil-minded people?"

"Power is the core. Although the prime minister's power is powerful, without the support of military power, it is nothing more than a fox pretending to be a tiger."

"On the contrary, military power does not need the support of the prime minister's power. If the military power is too strong, it can be separated from the prime minister's power, and even the imperial power cannot suppress it."

"Maybe even..."

"Turn military power into new imperial power!"

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