After receiving a fiercely worded memorial from King Yan Zhu Di, Emperor Antai breathed a long sigh. He linked the customs taxes with the Bowenyuan case, which had already shown that the King of Yan had already compromised with the court. His current attempt to rescue Bochen was just a bluff. This was easy. When Emperor Antai issued the decree, he knew that it was impossible to make too much money in the six northern provinces, first set rules, and then snatch them step by step. Each step was asking for a price everywhere and landed to pay back the money. The two brothers had been playing this trick for many years, but this time the King of Yan was more skillful and took the initiative to choose the latter in the face of talented men and wealth.

Since the north promised the tax rate to be consistent with the court, the corresponding official position adjustments were also based on the arrangements of the southern pattern, and promised to pay an additional 300,000 yuan in taxes every year and made such a big concession to him, then there was no need to force them too quickly. What needs to be dealt with urgently is the matter of the Confucians. The works of Bodaizi were far more harmful to the court than the King of the Fans. Since then, some influential scholars in Jiangnan began to criticize the equality theory, but unfortunately none of them had enough weight. The one who had been fighting against Bo Chen for nearly twenty years actually jumped out to argue for Bo Chen. Some people made a statement and questioned Bo Chen's knowledge, and he followed it one by one, refuting the other party's words in a perfect way. If this continues, it will almost become the court's lead to make a statement to Bo Chen.

"Yunwen, look at how we should deal with this Bochen, cough, cough." Looking up at his son who was accompanying him to read the memorial, Zhu Biao asked kindly. As soon as he opened his mouth, he brought out a few violent coughs.

Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen stood up and walked behind his father, replacing the little eunuch who beat Emperor Antai's back. While patting his father's back with his hand, he answered tentatively: "Father, my son-in-law thinks that what should be punished is Bo Chen's words, not Bo Chen himself."

"Oh?" Zhu Biao frowned, turned around and looked at his son, which scared the crown prince to tremble. "Here, cough, is Huang Zicheng teaching you this?"

"Yes, I talked about this with Teacher Huang the day before yesterday, and Teacher Huang and Teacher Fang both said so. After hearing this, I felt something was right, so my father answered truthfully. Please forgive me for my unclear understanding." The prince Yunwen answered anxiously.

Zhu Biao smiled softly, waved his hand, and signaled his son to sit beside him. In order to maintain the ten thousand miles of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Antai Zhu Biao devoted himself to his work. He was not only a benevolent king, but also a kind father. The prince Zhu Yunwen was allowed to open a government office a year ago. In order to let his son become familiar with the government affairs of the empire as soon as possible, every one or two days, Zhu Biao would call his son to read the memorials of the ministers and ask him about his opinions on major and minor matters. Seeing that his son was wrong, Zhu Biao pointed out his mistakes and tried his best to explain the way to be a king. Starting from last winter, Zhu Biao's health was getting worse and worse, and he ordered the prince to accompany him to read the memorials more and more, and the time was getting longer and longer. Seeing that Zhu Yunwen was unable to understand the key points, he sometimes became anxious and angry. The increasing scolding made Zhu Yunwen a little unbearable, and he felt a little afraid when he saw the memorials.

When his son sat down in front of Shu's case with integrity, Zhu Biao picked up the evidence of the Bowenyuan case and placed it gently on the Long case. While looking through, he asked: "Do you know why father attaches great importance to this case? Why did you make a big fight for a scholar?"

"Teacher Huang said that there are ulterior motives who use Bo Chen's words to make mistakes. That's why Bo Chen's words should be forbidden." Zhu Yunwen answered honestly. Although his father was very kind, there was no weight in family affection in the face of royal majesty.

"Your master didn't tell you that he proposed to arrest Bochen, right? Huang Zicheng is a man who is proficient in power and plotting, but unfortunately he is too timid and always has a beginning and no end to do things. When he arrested Bochen, it was a few of them who did good things without permission. After listening to others' criticism, he wanted to give up halfway. Humph, he did good people and borrowed my hands to do bad things." Zhu Biao was a little angry, his tone gradually became heavier, and he brought out a series of coughs.

"How could this be the case?" Zhu Yunwen was so angry that he grabbed and released him, and couldn't tell who was thinking. "The father thought Huang Zicheng and the others had done something wrong, so he just issued an order to release him. Why should he cover up for his subordinates?"

Zhu Biao shook his head. This son was too young for a long time. He grew up in the deep palace and never went out to practice. If he had known that his health would be so poor, he would have sent him outside to practice two years ago. After being a family, he realized the difficulties of being the head of the family. He gasped and coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "If this crazy man is not arrested, he will be able to release him again. If I let him go easily, what is the prestige of the court? How will people in the world discuss the court? Don't they think that all those rebellious words are justified?"

"My son knows that he is wrong." Zhu Yunwen felt sorry for his father's health and dared not argue, so he apologized to his father repeatedly.

Zhu Biao shook his head, pressed the itch from his throat with ginseng soup, and panted and comforted: "You are not wrong, but right. It's a pity that what is right is not the time. The way of being the king is to kill the heart but not others. If Zicheng and the others did not speculate on my thoughts randomly, I would not take the initiative to cause trouble. What are the benefits of killing this person? But since you have been arrested, you must use this to express your attitude to scholars all over the world and block those who want to limit the power of the royal family. Killing Bochen is better than killing millions of sour scholars. I burned this erratic statement of equality to avoid raising a tiger. If you feel that Bochen is wronged, when you become emperor in the future, you can rehabilitate Bochen and correct his father's fault. But the erratic statement of equality must not be spread, otherwise the world will no longer be owned by my Zhu family."

In the cold palace, the imperial study room was rare in the cold moment, and the prince Yunwen nodded in agreement as if he understood it. "Father, I understand. I also have to learn a lot from my father. Please take care of the dragon body and don't worry about such a little person anymore."

Zhu Biao reached out and touched his son's forehead lovingly, and shook his head with a smile. "You don't have to learn for too long, and you can't teach you too much. After this autumn, I will discuss with my ministers and let you take over the position as soon as possible. I will also learn from your grandfather, be lazy, and hide in the harem to raise my life."

"My son is not afraid. My son has still many things that I haven't learned. Please don't have this intention." Zhu Yunwen became more and more frightened and left his seat and knelt down. "My father is just a little itchy, and he will get better soon. Don't worry too much." The relationship between his father and grandfather was very stiff for a while. As a prince, he once saw his grandfather crying in the bedroom. Although Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao reconciled as before a few years later, what happened in the first few years of Emperor Antai's court left a heavy shadow in Zhu Yunwen's heart. So he didn't know whether his father often said the words of entrusting politics recently, whether he was dissatisfied with his usual temptations or thoughts. Such things could be risky in the royal family and could not be careless.

Zhu Biao obviously saw the doubts in his son's eyes, sighed, helped him up, and said quietly: "Do you think it's a very interesting thing to be an emperor? Why do I have to play power with my son? If the country had not been facing this difficulty, my father would have wanted to abdicate. When you sit in this position, you will understand that this job is not as easy as farming in the fields of the farmhouse households. If he is tired of farming, he can lie on the ground to rest. I have no time to rest as much as being an emperor."

"But, my son is still unable to bear this position." Zhu Yunwen refused nervously. This is not entirely lies. He is a talented young man, and his calligraphy and painting were unique in the Ming Dynasty. However, he was not very familiar with government affairs. Several teachers tried their best to make him feel very energetic in governing the country.

"Who is born to be the emperor?" Zhu Biao comforted with a smile, "The body of a father cannot hold on, otherwise it would not be so difficult for you. If he had half of his energy when he first came to power, would these ministers dare to play tricks in front of his father? The treasury would not be as empty as this. The way to be a king is to use people. Your teacher has taught you these things."

"Teacher Fang taught his sons that he should be close to wise ministers and stay away from villains. Do not do evil because of small evil, and do not make good because of small good..." Fang Xiaoru, who was responsible for preaching the scriptures, had strict requirements and Zhu Yunwen memorized the things in the book very well.

"This sentence is a big mistake"! Zhu Biao interrupted his son, "Your Master Fang is a gentleman, and his surname is Fang. But he doesn't know how to be flexible in his words and actions. This is why I asked him to preach the classics and history to you, and asked Zicheng to tell you about power and conspiracy."

"Teacher Huang said the same thing, be close to the wise ministers and stay away from the villain." Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen scratched his head nervously with a confused face.

"If that's the case, Master Huang is the first to be driven away. What kind of wise ministers are he?" Zhu Biao's words are full of helplessness. "I keep them because they are not wise ministers. As a monarch, you must know how to use both kindness and power, use others' strengths and abandon others' weaknesses. Instead of the kind of gentlemen and villains. Just like in the court, Qi Tai has foresight, but does not have foresight. Huang Zicheng is timid, but he is timid and timid in doing things. Fang Xiaoru is upright, Zhou Chongwen is vicious, and he is sleek. You must use their strengths and use different people to do different things."

"This...", what a Shenzhen Ao. Zhu Yunwen couldn't stand it when he came into contact with so many things at once. He stared at his father with big confused eyes, as if protesting: "This is too complicated, do people have so many faces?"

Zhu Biao pointed to a bunch of memorials about the Bochen case on the Imperial Book Case and analyzed it with examples: "Just like this case, it seems to be the accidental act of Yingtian Mansion on the surface, but in fact there are countless people involved behind it. Bo Wenyuan scolded our officials and officials, selling their power for profit, and offending all the civil and military officials of the court, so naturally someone would have to deal with him. But if he didn't come to the capital to make a debate and offend the Confucians in Jiangnan, he might not have caused such a ruthless move. If his father didn't look at this, it must be Zicheng's mastermind, and the old fox, Shang Jiong, was instructed by Zhou Chongwen. If it were Fang Xiaoru, he would not bother with Bo Wenyuan, and he would not want to do such a thing."!

Following his father's explanation, Zhu Yunwen was quite aware of how to use people. It turned out that Master Huang, who has always spoken righteously, is such a person. It's really strange how his father understood so thoroughly. While nodding, he asked, "Father, who do you think of me in the future?"

"If you plan for the long term of the country, ask more questions about Qi Tai. If you balance the ministers in the court, ask more questions about Zicheng." Zhu Biao solemnly reminded, "If you draft an edict, a manifesto or something, you will leave it to Fang Xiaoru. If you think that a minister has too much power and wants to cause trouble for him, please let Zhou Chongwen deal with him. But remember to not let Zhou Chongwen do big things. This person is very good at planning shameful things, and he will definitely ruin his specific work."

"What about Lord Shang, how will your son use him in the future?" Among the several cabinet masters, Shang Jiong was the best at flattering Zhu Yunwen. Some of the peerless calligraphy and paintings in the East Palace were given by Shang Jiong. Seeing that his father did not mention this person, Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but feel curious.

"Shang Jiong's elegant and elegant people have a high prestige among the ministers." Zhu Biao paused, looked around, ordered a few eunuchs to retreat, and then sighed to his son, "Do you think Shang Jiong is so kind? Unfortunately, you didn't see where the elegant things he sent you came from? My son, you remember what he said today, this person was for you to establish authority for your father. He has been with him for so many years, and has been greedy and shameless, but unfortunately he discovered it too late. After you ascended the throne, the first thing you have to do is to

The family surnamed Shang was confiscated, and the gold, silver and fines there were definitely worth tens of millions. Then you will take down the series of people of Shang Jiong, and the stolen money collected was enough for the national treasury to last for three years. Your grandfather unified the world, so the people obeyed it. He was a Taiping emperor, and he always had a new look after the dynasty. Shang Jiong, Zhou Chongwen, Li Ji and others, you should clean up one by one, and each time you took one person, you can get a share of the people's hearts. Every time you copy a group, you can stabilize the court for three years."

The words shocked the Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen, and felt cold outside his body. It turned out that Shang Jiong, the favorite minister in front of his father, was actually reserved for him to establish his authority. He suddenly remembered the eunuch's words that the northern farmer farmer raised pigs, which were good to eat and drink on weekdays, and waited for it to grow the fattest, and then killed it with a knife, and the whole family ate the good meat for a winter. Shang Jiong's face that he would always be respectful every time he met him, and the relaxed and comfortable feeling of the two of them tasting tea, chatting, and guiding calligraphy and painting. He thought about the miserable situation of the ministers after the house was searched, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Emperor Antai Zhu Biao sighed again. His son Yunwen was as kind as his young self. He patted his son's shoulder and comforted him: "My son, I also thought your grandfather was cruel back then. When I became the emperor, I realized that this position was unwilling tolerate. The way of the king was to use thunderous means to show his heart. The thing I regretted for so many years was that I did not kill officials in the past. If your grandfather skinned and ate grass, he would not give you such an empty treasury. After you come to the court, you should be more ruthless. In this way, the three of our grandfathers and grandchildren were strict and lenient, and the people of the world would also have an opportunity to maintain health. Bo Chen said, "The kindness of corrupt officials is the greatest injustice to the people." In fact, he was not wrong."

"Don't mind the scholar's opinion." Seeing his father's expression was gloomy, Zhu Yunwen hurriedly comforted his father: "Teacher Huang said that his fault lies in his nonsense of equality and disrupting the order of the world."

Zhu Biao nodded and affirmed the prince's statement. He continued: "In fact, the initiator who started to talk nonsense about equality was not this person. It was just that some people could not be killed."

"Who"? Zhu Yunwen asked curiously, if it is really as his father said, and equal remarks endanger the Zhu family's country, why not pull out the culprit and kill Bo Chen, how can it be clean if you kill the culprit?

Emperor Antai Zhu Biao sighed again, success and failure. Huang Zicheng had already summarized this way. The country flourished from this person, but the Zhu family's country was facing threats that had never been encountered in ancient and modern dynasties. But this person could not be killed. If he killed him, who would do his best to do his best to serve the people and kill him? Which general in the army would still work for the country? If he killed him, how many people in the seven armies would rise up, and the Ming Dynasty could not be held back?

"Don't worry, my father, I will find this person for my father in the future and cut him into pieces." Zhu Yunwen sighed when he saw his father sighing, thinking that he was a powerful minister who was hiding deeply, and said angrily.

Silly son, Zhu Biao looked at the prince with care. He really couldn't grow up. The father and son had a happy conversation tonight, so he said some things he didn't care about saying. He picked up the pen and Zhu Biao wrote a few words on the paper and pushed them to his son. "Little guy, after you become emperor, you will naturally have your opinions. Don't interfere with you for your father. But there are two things you must not do."

"What two things?" Zhu Yunwen took the paper handed by his father and silently recited the name of the person written on it.

"First, don't slap the world. Your master Huang Zicheng always instigates you to do this for your father. When you come to the court, he will always talk about his identity as your teacher. My son must not agree to it at that time. If he could do this as a father, he would not be able to do it long ago. That nerd Bo Chen said it well, our court is a businessman, selling power for profit. Your fourth uncle is a businessman, and using money to seek power. At present, the court and the northern six provinces have their own difficulties, so no one can move anyone. You just need to waste time with your fourth uncle to see who gets out of this mystery first, and who comes out first will win."

"Oh," Zhu Yunwen agreed, not knowing whether he could hear it.

Emperor Antai Zhu Biao did not notice his son's expression. He had the urge to explain the government clearly tonight, and his responsibilities to the family drove him to work so hard. Pointing to the paper in his son's hand, Zhu Biao solemnly reminded: "The second is to never touch these two people. Gong Jinghai has a little anxious temper, but he is loyal to his father. With him, you will be able to keep your country stable. If he does not act as your wish one day, and you should not care about him for his follower as a father for many years. And Gong Liao, which is the Wu'anguo that your master Huang Zicheng most despises, is the real person who serves the country and the people. If you move him, the world will be in chaos. Remember, remember!

"My son is very careful to respect the father's orders." Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen looked at his father's haggard face because of day and night, and said with heartache. His father must be exhausted, so he would remind him like this. Cao Zhen, the man from Jinghai, knew that he was just a martial man who was arrogant and arrogant. The Wu'an Kingdom had some tricks, as if everyone was not satisfied with this person, but everyone had to give a thumbs up when talking about what he did. Could it be him who his father dared not kill?

"It's hard for my son. In this game of chess, neither my father nor your grandfather found the answer, but in the end he was going to push it to you." Zhu Biao lowered his head and saw his son's tender face, and his heart ached.

Zhu Yunwen stood up after hearing this, and wanted to comfort his father that he would work hard to live up to expectations. Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the window, and the sound of muskets rang out like firecrackers.

"Come on, what happened outside?" Zhu Biao shouted loudly and covered his son behind him.

The two eunuchs ran in panic and lay on the ground panting and replied: "Emperor, the emperor is frightened. There seems to be a fight outside the palace. I have sent someone to inquire."

"Useless thing", Emperor Antai raised his leg and carried the eunuch over. Regardless of the chilly wind in early spring, he pulled his son out of the imperial study room and looked up outside the palace wall.

There was nothing in the dark night sky. In the palace, the guards jumped to various commanding heights alertly and aimed the muskets in all directions where enemies might be attacking.

It seemed that the sound of muskets gradually faded away and gradually faded, and finally disappeared in the dead night sky.

It has been more than a year since the manuscript was completed and I am considering whether to lift all the bans. Haha.
Chapter completed!