Dajin royal family

Chapter 644 Zhaohuang Era (VIII)

Lingyan Pavilion.

The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the portraits of the heroic officials, and the memories passed through his mind like running water.

Pei Ju, Zheng Shanyuan, Wang Hong, Wei Shijian
There is nothing to say about Yan Fuben's craftsmanship. As the dean of the Imperial Academy of Painting, a painting is now priceless.

He painted the heroes so vividly. If these paintings can be preserved for thousands of years, maybe the descendants can use technology to restore the heroes one by one.

Not long after, Jiang Heng walked in.

"My son sees my father."

Sunlight falls on the handsome and resolute face of the young man through the beautifully carved windows, making him look heroic.

"Have you finished dealing with the affairs in Arctic County?" The emperor did not turn around, still staring at the portraits of the heroes.

"Yes, father, the first batch of immigrants have successfully settled in."

"Hmm." Jiang Chengxiao nodded, straightened his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "You have been operating in Arctic County for many years, and you were suddenly asked to come back. Do you feel resentment for your father?"

Jiang Heng paused, his face hesitated for a moment, and he said calmly: "I have never thought that I will do what my father wants me to do."

silence.

There was a moment of silence between the father and son.

Lingyan Pavilion was very quiet, and the quiet Jiang Heng was a little uneasy. He looked down at the light on the wooden board, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead unknowingly.

Jiang Chengxiao sighed in vain, the child has grown up after all.

He suddenly thought of decades ago, when he faced Zhao Wang, Zhao Wang was probably thinking the same thing as he is now.

It turned out that it wasn't that he was smart back then, but that King Zhao didn't want to expose him.

"You're not telling the truth." Jiang Chengxiao's tone was suddenly cold.

At this moment, Jiang Heng's teeth clenched.

"Father, what my son said is the truth."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengxiao turned and looked at him.

"Look up and look at me!"

Jiang Heng raised his head and looked at the emperor's cold eyes.

"My son, everything you said is true."

"You're still lying!"

Sweat dripped from the corners of his eyes, and Jiang Heng said in a deep voice, "My son is not lying."

At this moment, Jiang Chengxiao once again experienced the mood of King Zhao back then. He seemed to understand why King Zhao laughed and what King Zhao was thinking.

Jiang Heng felt that the meridians all over his body were being pulled together, as if he had been cast a body-fixing technique.

The regular line of light moved to his feet, and Jiang Heng felt that it was oppressed by the emperor.

It seemed that the next moment, the emperor was going to scold him.

But Jiang Chengxiao didn't.

"Heng'er, what do you think of your brother-in-law?"

Jiang Heng's heart 'thumped', and he pursed his lips, "Er Chenqian thinks that Brother Xie is very talented."

The person who knows you best is not your friend, but your opponent.

Jiang Heng has always regarded Jiang Xie as his greatest opponent. Although he came from a poor background, it is undeniable that Jiang Xie's talent is outstanding among their brothers.What's more important is that brother-in-law's behavior style is exactly the same as his father's.

Jiang Heng also told himself for a period of time that he must learn from his father, learn his style of handling affairs, learn his father's major political strategies, and his methods of doing things.

But every time he couldn't restrain his compassion, he knew that compared to his younger brother, he was still not cruel enough in his heart.

Even though his father had taught him not to shed tears since he was a child, when he saw that his father loved his eldest sister, favored Jiang Xi, and valued Jiang Xie, he still felt aggrieved and often hid in the room alone, feeling sad.

He felt that he had already worked very hard, and he also wanted to change in the direction his father expected, but it seemed that his father's attitude towards him was not friendly enough, and he was always indifferent.

He doesn't understand.

"Then do you think Jiang Shirt can be the prince?" Jiang Chengxiao looked into his son's eyes coldly, expecting his reaction.

Although he has many sons, there are only two of whom he values, and has been entangled with for a long time.

Jiang Heng and Jiang Shirt!
The eldest son is generous and intelligent, and has a benevolent heart, but he always feels that an emperor cannot have a benevolent heart.

Because the emperor is a loner, the emperor cannot have emotions for anyone or anything, which will make the emperor lose his ability to judge.

As the emperor, the responsibility on his body is too great.If there is a slight mistake, thousands of people will suffer. This kind of mistake must not be made.

Therefore, Jiang Chengxiao is often thankful that he has two confidante Sun Qingyi and Yuchi Chifan who have always shared his loneliness.

As for Jiang Xie, he admitted that he was partial to this bastard.

The talent and wisdom that this child has shown since he was a child can be described by the word 'child prodigy'.The saying that getting on a horse can fix the world, and getting off a horse can make the world safe, is talking about that child.

But that child is so much like him, it's just too easy to break!

Jiang Heng was in a daze for a moment, he didn't know how to answer this question.

Do you think so?

Then what is the hard work I have been doing all the time, why not be obsessed with the technology development department of the Ministry of Industry like Jiang Xie.

Don't think so?
Could it be that the candidate for the crown prince that the father decided in his heart is Brother Xie, and if he doesn't agree, will the father send him to Fusang Island to dig a silver mine?

Jiang Heng's eyes met the emperor's cold and heartless eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Answer me!"

Dust dances in the sun, the wind can be faintly heard outside the window, and the portraits of heroes gently raise their corners.

Jiang Heng swallowed, his mind was in a mess.

"My son." Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed and his heart sank, "My son feels that he is no worse than Brother Xie!"

This is what he said, his honesty.

He knew that he couldn't compete with his father, but that didn't mean he was willing to give up the seat he had prepared for more than ten years.

Jiang Chengxiao's eyes softened slightly, and he asked again: "If you ascend to the high position in the future, will it hurt your third brother?"

Having reached this point, Jiang Heng has nothing to worry about.

Today, the conversation at Lingyan Pavilion will be his last chance.

"I always remember that when I was young, my father took the three of us to work in the field, and the child's foot was injured. It was the second and third younger brothers who helped the child back."

"My boy understands that our enemies are not Haier's brothers, but the enemy countries in the Western Regions, poisoned enemy countries, and powerful families. My boy hopes that the second, third, fourth, fifth and other brothers can unite as brothers."

Jiang Heng continued: "Father's achievements are unprecedented. The territory of my dynasty far exceeds that of previous dynasties. If there is only one child, it will be difficult to govern. Only when we brothers are of one heart can we live up to the foundation of our ancestors. If there is such a thing in the future One day, Hai'er will never hurt Brother Xie, absolutely not!"

"Aren't you worried that your third younger brother will not accept you in the future and will challenge you?" Jiang Chengxiao pinched the corner of his clothes, which he has always been nervous about.

Jiang Heng's eyes drooped, "No matter what, he is Hai'er's younger brother. As an elder brother, if he can't take good care of his younger brother, how can he take good care of the thousands of brothers and sisters in the Jin family?"

Jiang Chengxiao turned around and closed his eyes.

After a while.

"You will come back soon, go see your mother."

"Yes."

Jiang Heng didn't know what his father was thinking, so he could only leave Lingyan Pavilion anxiously.

After Jiang Heng left, a figure came out from behind the screen.It was a young man who looked exactly like Jiang Chengxiao when he was young. He was Jiang Shi, the third prince of the empire. He personally led the army to wipe out the last Turkic tribe some time ago.

"Father." Jiang Shi lowered his head.

"heard it."

"Yes, the child can hear clearly."

"What do you think?"

Jiang Xie was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I know I can't hide it from my father. To be honest, I can't do what the elder brother said."

Yes, before, he and Jiang Heng faced exactly the same question, and the previous answers meant that the two brothers had similar meanings, but the last question he and Jiang Heng had was different.

He can't tolerate anyone provoking him.

Just as Jiang Chengxiao thought in his heart, Jiang Shirt was too much like him.

But the situation they faced was completely different. In troubled times, centralization was needed, while in peaceful and prosperous times, balance was needed.

Moreover, the territory of the current empire is so huge, if the emperor is incapacitated, the consequences will be unpredictable.

A little bit of compassion in Jiang Heng's heart is more suitable for the current empire than Jiang Shi's iron blood.

The empire has been advancing so fast for so many years, and it must stop for a while, otherwise the beast will bite itself back sooner or later.

The most important thing is that Jiang Chengxiao is still human after all.

Even if he is the emperor, the emperor is still a human being.

He has compassion for the children in his heart. If Jiang Shirt ascends to the throne, what will Jiang Heng, the eldest son, think?
What would Jiang Ke, Jiang Xi and other bastards think?
Jiang Chengxiao turned around and walked in front of the third son, looked at this heroic young man who was as tall as himself, and reached out to pat his head.

"Shirt."

Jiang Xie seemed to have known his father's plan, and his expression was lost.

"Xie'er, Father would like to ask you a question."

"Father please ask, my son listens respectfully."

"What do you think Qin Chao left for us?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shi was taken aback, then thought for a while, and replied after a while: "It should be the Qin system."

"Well, the emperor will ask you again, what did the Han Dynasty leave for us?"

What did the Han Dynasty leave behind?
The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, so it seems to be nothing.

"The child doesn't know."

Jiang Chengxiao said: "Before the Han Dynasty, we were the people of the Xia Dynasty, what about after the Han Dynasty?"

"Han people." Jiang Shirt replied without thinking.

Jiang Chengxiao smiled lightly and said: "Shier is as strong as Qin and Han, and Guozuo has not lasted forever. The two dynasties have left us with two things. One is the legal system, which is the cornerstone of maintaining the stability of the world. Two It is the prestige of Han!"

"If the Qin system is the foundation of our foothold, then the banner of the Han people is our sword to the outside world!"

"What about us?"

"What can we leave for future generations?"

Jiang Chengxiao looked at him quietly.

"What does the emperor mean?"

Jiang Chengxiao chuckled, "My child, this world is big, and you shouldn't be confined to this corner."

Hearing this, Jiang Shirt seemed to understand something, and his eyes gradually brightened.

He immediately knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said, "My son is willing to be the sword of the empire and the banner of the Han people."

"Shirt, you should remember two words."

"My son listens to the hadith."

Jiang Chengxiao's eyes suddenly froze, and he said domineeringly: "Everything that the sun and moon shine on, and wherever mountains and rivers go, are all Han soil!"

"Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, and the shore of the land, is it the subject of the king!"

"The ten thousand countries in the far west, the ten thousand islands in the South China Sea, and treasures of body poison, if you have the ability, you can take them!"

Jiang Chengxiao knew very well that no matter how large and powerful the empire he built, his lifespan would never exceed 400 years.

What about 400 years later?

no one knows.

Therefore, he wants to leave something for future generations.

The Han people can fight for themselves, but they will never allow foreigners to reach out.

This is the only thing he can do for future generations.

(End of this chapter)