amaotonovel Chapter 1068 We're already very content with our son-in-law's kind heart.
Chapter 1068 We're already very content with our son-in-law's kind heart.
The phrase "contending for the Central Plains" sounds simple, but behind it lies the bloodshed and cruelty of a bloody struggle for supremacy. Ever since the First Emperor destroyed the six kingdoms and unified the world, the word "unification" has possessed an inexplicable and indescribable magic that makes people willing to pay any price to pursue it.
Even though most of the vassal kings were willing to live their lives within their own small territory, as soon as one of them began to dream of "the six kings being defeated and the world under one rule," the rest of the vassal kings would be dragged down with him.
Until the last victor, stepping over piles of bones, ascends to that supreme position.
Perhaps they would casually say, "The meat rotted in the pot, and the world will ultimately belong to the Zhu family."
Yang Shaofeng was reluctant to think about that possibility.
After a long silence, Yang Shaofeng looked at Emperor Zhu and asked, "What is your opinion, Father-in-law?"
Emperor Zhu sighed with a troubled expression and said, "What do you mean?"
"Our intention is definitely not to let him cause trouble by splitting up the family."
"When ordinary people fight over dividing their family property, at most they will divide some of the family property. Their descendants will drift further and further apart until they die and never see each other again."
"But when the royal family splits up, it means splitting up the entire world."
"It may not be apparent in the short term, but in the long term, or even in just thirty or fifty years, the countries that have split up may turn against each other, fighting each other, until the end there are mountains of corpses and the people have no peace."
At this point, Emperor Zhu couldn't help but scratch the back of his head again: "The key is this matter. We have no way to talk to the second, third, fourth, and fifth princes, let alone discuss it with Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen."
Yang Shaofeng nodded unconsciously.
It's not appropriate to tell the second, third, fourth, and fifth brothers about this directly.
Because the allure of the words "to become emperor" is too great.
Perhaps they never even imagined they could become emperors.
Telling them about this might ignite their ambition to become emperor.
It's not really a good idea to consult with Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen.
Because Old Deng wanted to change the rules of title inheritance and abolish the "hereditary succession without replacement".
At this point, discussing the issue of "dividing the family or not" with Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen might provoke them—what, you just schemed against us before you took the throne, preventing our titles from being passed down through generations, and now you want your sons to be emperors for generations to come.
As Yang Shaofeng was pondering this haphazardly, he suddenly looked at Emperor Zhu with a bewildered expression and asked blankly, "Father-in-law, do you mean that it's inappropriate for you to personally discuss this matter with the Second Prince and the others, nor is it appropriate to consult with Prime Minister Li and the others, so..."
Emperor Zhu chuckled dryly twice and said, "We really had no other choice."
"It's not really appropriate for us to get involved with Biao'er."
"You know, that bastard is as stubborn as a mule, he really dares to go against us."
"With you, as his brother-in-law, speaking up, you can explain things more clearly than we can, and you'll be more convincing to him than if we were to do it ourselves."
"..."
So, you old man, are you still going to use me as a weapon?
Yang Shaofeng thought to himself, while Emperor Zhu smiled dryly and said, "My dear son-in-law... our family business will eventually be handed over to Biao'er."
"And you, he is his most respected and trusted brother-in-law."
"You should go and try to persuade him, whether it's to change his mind or to come up with a safer alternative..."
So, you old bastard, you not only want to use me as a knife, but also as a donkey?
The key question is, can I come up with a more reliable solution?
It's not taught in history books!
What about the primogeniture system, the Xuanwu Gate inheritance system, or the system of establishing the eldest son, the most virtuous, and the most legitimate?
What are fiefdoms, nominal fiefdoms, weak trunks and strong branches, and strong trunks and weak branches?
The concepts of suppressing military power through civil administration, emphasizing both civil and military affairs, and establishing a merit-based system for military ranks.
I have some knowledge of all sorts of ridiculous ways to play, because these are all tricks that have been used before in history.
However, in history, there has never been a crown prince like your sweet rice ball, who dared to think about dividing the family before even becoming emperor.
The key point is that he also wants his several foolish younger brothers to ascend the throne and become emperors.
This kind of thought process is truly amazing and unique.
No wonder history books say that your Zhu family has produced some oddballs!
Yang Shaofeng, his face dark with displeasure, grumbled inwardly before finally speaking after a long while: "Your son-in-law... can only say that he did his best."
Emperor Zhu was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "Good, good, good. We are very grateful for our son-in-law's kindness."
After thinking for a moment, Emperor Zhu turned to Chen Zhong and instructed him, "Go to the inner treasury and fetch two catties of the small dragon dumplings that were just presented as tribute this year."
Chen Zhong glanced at Emperor Zhu, but did not move his feet. A strange expression appeared on his face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, yet still wanted to say something.
Emperor Zhu glanced at Chen Zhong and scolded, "What are you still standing there for?"
Chen Zhong hunched over, forcing a fawning smile, and replied, "Sir, there's only one jin left of the 'Little Dragon Balls' in the inner treasury..."
One pound...
One pound...
Emperor Zhu looked at Chen Zhong with disbelief, then at the innocent-looking Yang Shaofeng, and suddenly whipped his sleeves, pointing at the gate of the Qianqing Palace and shouting, "Get out! Get out of here right now, you bastard! That's our Little Dragon Gang! Our Little Dragon Gang!"
Yang Shaofeng had already begun to move when Emperor Zhu mentioned the Little Dragon Group.
Seeing that Old Deng was about to devour someone, Yang Shaofeng immediately turned and ran.
Having just left the Qianqing Palace of Emperor Zhu, Yang Shaofeng grunted twice and then headed straight for the East Palace.
Old Deng is actually a pretty good person in every way, except that he's a bit stingy, and he can turn on you in a heartbeat, and he's also prone to taking his anger out on others.
Take this Little Dragon Group for example.
This year, a total of ten catties of small dragon balls were presented as tribute.
He himself gave two catties each to Jin'er and Yu'er.
The mother-in-law also gave Jin'er and Yu'er two catties each.
I'm giving a pound of black sesame glutinous rice balls to my brother-in-law.
The Crown Princess Chang gave two catties each to Jin'er and Yu'er.
That reduces the weight by seven jin.
The remaining three pounds may have mysteriously decreased by two pounds.
But what do these two missing pounds have to do with me?
I don't know who put the little dragon ball in the Prince Consort's mansion's storeroom.
Besides, you still have a pound left, don't you?
You offered me a small dragon cake as a reward, but then found that it wasn't enough. That's your problem.
Why do you think you can tell me to get out of here?
Don't you know that in the eighth year of the Hongwu reign, they purchased twenty catties of small dragon balls?
Yang Shaofeng had been grumbling to himself the whole way, but after seeing Zhu Biao at the Eastern Palace, he smiled and said, "Good news!"