Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 698

Facing the provocation and persecution of various forces, Zhu Qiyuan told everyone with an iron fist that he is Zhu Houzhao's son, not a weak and incompetent mediocre king.

Lao Zhu, Zhu Di and other kings want power, right? Then give them the so-called Great Ming Royal Council that was discussed with Zhu Houzhao long ago.

But the kings can only discuss the political power and have no decision-making power. They have a veto power. No matter how much the kings think, it will be a waste of effort if the emperor does not support it.

As for civil servants, businessmen, aristocratic families, sects and other forces, there is no need to take it seriously at all. Those who make trouble can only be killed!

On the surface, they control the East Factory, West Factory, and Jinyiwei. In the dark, Qinglong will rely on their arms. It is not difficult to suppress the troublemakers.

Those with unclean buttocks will be dispatched from the East Factory, West Factory, and Jinyiwei to provide one-stop service for ransacking their homes and destroying their families.

If there is no handle, Qinglong will assassinate Miemen.

The largest assassination organization in Ming Dynasty did it, so what does it have to do with the emperor.

Whether he plays shady or dark, Zhu Qiyuan is worthy of everything. A group of defeated dogs who are suppressed by his father Zhu Houzhao dare to bark wildly. Who gave them the courage.

As soon as Zhu Qiyuan came to power, he started a game with various forces. Although it is a potential hidden danger left by Zhu Houzhao, it is also inevitable. The imperial power is exclusive, so there is no reason to share it with others.

The emperor controls the world and concentrates all the resources to strengthen the country. The various forces are greedy and selfish, and they are bent on sucking blood from the empire, unwilling to pay any price. This is the opposite and the root of the contradiction.

Zhu Houzhao once said to Zhu Qiyuan that the world is a big pie, and the emperor is the one who divides the pie. How to divide the pie is very particular.

A large piece of cake is like the limited resources in the world. Most of the cake is distributed to the various forces. If the various forces are full, the president will be extremely strong. In contrast, if the various forces are full, the common people will starve. This in turn threatened the stability of the imperial power.

The common people will think of rebellion when they can't eat enough, and the power of all parties will grow, and they will think of gaining more benefits. No matter what happens, the imperial power will be shaken.

Therefore, when dividing the pie, you can give some of the forces to all parties, but you can't let them eat enough, or even eat enough. It is better to distribute more resources to the common people than to let the forces of all parties expand.

Distributing most of the resources to the common people can not only win the support of the people, but also make the overall strength of the empire continue to grow.

Even if there is a genius among the common people, who is rebellious and rebellious, he will not be able to threaten the imperial power. At worst, he will be offered high, and he will not seek to use it for himself, as long as he does not cause trouble.

Just like in the Journey to the West era, the Heavenly Court recruited Sun Wukong, paying a nominal official title can stabilize a strong man, and he can make a steady profit no matter what.

It is precisely because of Zhu Houzhao's "theory of dividing the pie" that Zhu Qiyuan will not be used to the forces of all parties, who should be wooed vigorously, and who should be suppressed without mercy.

Form a royal council, use nominal authority to stabilize Lao Zhu and Zhu Di and others, and then suppress all kinds of turbulent forces overtly and covertly. Once the operation is completed, Zhu Qiyuan's throne will be firmly established.

In terms of cruelty, Zhu Qiyuan is not as good as Zhu Houzhao. He can't do anything like Zhu Houzhao. For the sake of the imperial power of the country, he can do almost everything. If he is ruthless, his relatives can be killed.

However, Zhu Qiyuan is actually better than Zhu Houzhao in terms of playing power.

Zhu Qiyuan's imperial journey is on the right track, and Zhu Houzhao is also traveling through the mountains and rivers of Daming.

Starting from the mainland, passing through Hongwu, Xiaokang, Hongxi, Xuande and other states, and traveled every inch of the mountains and rivers of Daming.

It's ridiculous to say that although Zhu Houzhao ruled the Ming Dynasty, he rarely traveled far away from the palace, and he had never seen many wonderful scenery in the Ming Dynasty.

His life was considered brilliant, with great talents like Lao Zhu and Zhu Di, benevolence and righteousness like Zhu Biao and Zhu Gaochi, all of them were defeated by him.

But his life is also sad, like a little bird, trapped in the cage called power in the palace, rarely flying freely.

When he was young, he fought with all kinds of power groups. After Da Ming embarked on the path of superhumanity, he was busy intrigues with Lao Zhu and others, or retreated and practiced hard. He has seen very few of the world's most beautiful scenery. few.

With a single thought, Da Luo surveyed the three worlds and six realms, and everything in the entire Ming Dynasty was presented in his mind, but what he saw with his own eyes was completely different from what he saw with the power of the true spirit.

Before she died, Empress Dowager Zhang was right to say that he was too tired to live.

Walking on the land of Daming, feeling the surging vitality between heaven and earth, Zhu Houzhao's mind was more relaxed than ever, and he was relieved.

Whether it is Jiangshan or imperial power, it is all passing.

"If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be an emperor anymore, it's fine to be a prodigal son."

"A suit of commoner clothes, an old horse, and a jug of stale wine, might as well be a way of life."

On the prairie in the north of Yongle Prefecture, Zhu Houzhao was riding an old horse, holding a jug in his hand, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, with a lot of emotion.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun seemed to confirm his current situation, and he was not far from the end of the curtain.

The setting sun left behind a desolate and beautiful afterglow, if he died, what would he leave behind?

Unwilling?Bitter?
Perhaps there is one point, and Zhu Houzhao is not sure, but he doesn't want to die, but when the situation is limited, he is deeply trapped in a catastrophe, and he has no way to escape.

The catastrophe of returning chaos to the ruins is a conspiracy, so why is his existence not?

After the Conferred God War, the conspiracy started, and he couldn't escape.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. "

Softly reading out the famous book handed down by Yang Shen, Zhu Houzhao's face was as calm as water, but there was a hint of sharpness.

When the catastrophe comes, although he cannot escape the catastrophe, those who plot against him should not think about it.

Talking about the past with a smile and dealing with it calmly does not mean that he will be plotted obediently without any complaints. He is Zhu Houzhao, Emperor Taiwu of the Ming Dynasty who must take revenge.

Jianmei moved slightly, and said calmly: "Since you are here, come out."

The space is like rippling water, and a beautiful shadow quietly appears.

The beauty crowns the world, the beauty is beyond human, the jade face is like the most perfect work of art, no flaws can be picked out, the beauty is thrilling, flawless and spotless.

The temperament is better than plum blossoms standing in the cold wind, born with pride, extravagance, and a kind of indifferent beauty.

It was Zhu Houzhao's wife, Ying Feixue!

"Why are you here?"

Looking at Ying Feixue, who is unparalleled in appearance, Zhu Houzhao said with a complicated expression.

The First Emperor and several powerful men used Ying Feixue to plot against him, forcing him to go to the robbery. He should hate Ying Feixue.

But Ying Feixue is his wife, his partner who has been with him for more than 1 years, and even the mother of his son and daughter. For this alone, he really can't hate her.

On the chessboard of those powerful people, he and Ying Feixue are just pawns, so why bother to make things difficult for each other.

"Shouldn't I come?"

Ying Feixue asked Zhu Houzhao back, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Mourning the misfortune of one's own fate.

She knew everything about the chaos returning to the ruins and the identity of the person Zhu Hou took care of.

Because she knew it, she felt sad. From the beginning to the end, she was a pawn used to plot against Zhu Houzhao.

"what"

Zhu Houzhao smiled, jumped off the horse, sat casually on the grass, and asked, "Do you regret following me, the bastard?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't regret it later, we don't have a choice, do we?"

Ying Feixue sat next to Zhu Houzhao, and said in a cold voice.

The husband and wife watched the sunset side by side, and they looked like a couple of gods.

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