Jianwen time and space.

It has been a day since the Yan army broke through Yingtian, and except for the fire that ignited in the Forbidden City, it has not caused any other changes, and there is a rumor among the people of Yingtian.

Zhu Di, the king of Yan, paid homage to the filial piety tomb, and the emperor Taizu Gao appeared to him, granted the mandate of heaven, entrusted the society, and took charge of the Ming Dynasty.

Naturally, no one knows whether it is true or not.

However, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, and Emperor Jianwen walked out of the main gate of Xiaoling civil and military together, but this scene was seen by the civil and military officials, and in front of the civil and military officials, Emperor Jianwen allowed the edict of Taizu announced by Fang Xiaoru, the leader of the world's scholars, and the king of Yan was the regent and granted the right to supervise the country.

Yingtian, Yanwangfu.

This mansion is the palace before Zhu Di took up the domain, Zhu Di is now only the regent of the prison country, and the emperor is still Zhu Yunwen, so the Forbidden City is naturally still for Zhu Yunwen to live in.

In the study, the two sat opposite each other, tea smoke rising and waving with the wind and moon outside the window.

"Your Highness really met Emperor Taizu Gao?"

Dressed in black, with twelve ring scars on his head, Yao Guangxiao, a monk of Daoyan who was known as the prime minister in black by later generations, he had just arrived in Yingtian tonight, and stared at Zhu Di in front of him at this time.

"The master no longer needs to be entangled in the truth or falsehood, this matter is lonely, Jianwen, Gao Xu, Zhu Neng, and Fang Xiaoru witnessed together, and there will be no change."

"Lone invited the master over overnight, just to ask for an answer."

"Who can defend the northern frontier alone?"

Dao Yan frowned, and did not directly answer Zhu Di's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Did that immortal master say that he didn't let His Highness move the capital?"

Originally, Daoyan and Zhu Di's plan was to move the capital immediately after taking Yingtian, which could cut off Jianwen's former ministers in the provinces south of the Yangtze River as soon as possible and stabilize the imperial power usurped by Zhu Di, but now the imperial power has been righteous.

"Lone returned to the hall of enjoyment, wanting to ask the immortal master, but he was a step too late, and when Lone entered the hall again, the immortal master had already left with his father."

"Lone has ordered people to set up sacrifices on the big altar, and when it is auspicious tomorrow morning, Lone will go to the altar to pray to the sky, praying for the immortal master to appear holy."

The more Daoyan monk listened, the more he frowned, although he was a person who cultivated Buddhism and Taoism on the surface, but in fact, he neither believed in Buddhism nor Taoism in his bones, he only believed in himself, in his opinion, where did any god come from in this world.

The so-called immortals are nothing more than mortals' helpless fantasies about the world.

"Lao Gao has no good choice for the time being, it is better to wait for tomorrow to sacrifice to the sky, if this immortal master appears, Lao Gao and His Royal Highness will meet together, and have a good discussion with this immortal master, why not allow His Highness to move the capital."

Hearing these words, Zhu Di looked at the old monk in front of him, slightly displeased.

He knew that Yao Guangxiao was not without an answer, but he didn't plan to say that this old monk obviously wanted to discuss with the immortal master and compete for a long time.

The two have been fighting for so many years, since the fifteenth year of Hongwu, this old monk has been dangling in front of himself all day long, reminding himself in the morning to remember the great cause of rebellion, and he has to review the rebellion strategy again in the evening.

Now that I have finally succeeded in starting a business, I have sold it in front of myself.

"That being the case, then the master of tomorrow and Gu will go together to worship the heavens and invite the immortals."

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Hongwu time and space.

Forbidden City, Fengtian Temple.

Lao Zhu first asked Zhu Biao to say about the harm of the "clan knighthood offering" to future generations, which was basically Ji Boying's original words, even Li Shanchang and Song Lian, who were among the best ministers in the world at the time, all gasped when they heard it.

This is the limitation of the times.

No matter how talented they are in the world, the national policies they formulate will naturally be limited to a hundred years, because for them, what will happen after a hundred years is too distant and uncontrollable, and it is useless to think too much.

"Han Gong, you say it first."

Old Zhu Gao sat on the dragon chair and swept over Li Shanchang, who was standing in the hall, and his tone was slightly cold.

Although Lao Zhu did not have the intention of killing Li Shanchang for the time being, this old boy and Hu Weiyong were too close.

"Yes."

Li Shanchang sank down.

"The old minister thinks that the amount of money that can be reduced for each rank, for example, the lowest lieutenant of Fengguo, can be reduced from 200 stone to 150 stone per year, so that the financial pressure accumulated in later generations can also be reduced."

Song Lian on the side glanced at Li Shanchang, with disdain in his eyes.

This Korean duke, how admirable he was earlier, how shameless he is now, greedy for power, vegetarian meal, not seeking no merit, but seeking no fault.

Li Shanchang obviously knew Lao Zhu's attitude towards the clan, so he deliberately avoided the important and trivialized, after all, when Lao Zhu wanted to implement the separation, a group of officials who advised him were directly clicked.

Lao Zhu was obviously not satisfied with Li Shanchang's answer, and Zhu Biao also frowned.

"What is Song Qing's good plan?"

Lao Zhu looked at Song Lian.

Song Jinglian, who was old, coughed a few times uncontrollably, and only then spoke when he had recovered his breath.

"The minister thinks that the reason why the clan consumed too much financial resources in later generations was that there were too many children of the clan, and the reason why there were too many children of the clan was hereditary recklessness."

Song Lian's voice was very calm.

"Lord Song, don't talk nonsense."

Li Shanchang's pupils shrank when he listened, and he wanted to stop Song Lian out loud, after all, hereditary replacement is the core of Lao Zhu's feudal system.

"Shut up."

Lao Zhu glared at Li Shanchang, making Li Shanchang's neck shrink and not dare to speak again.

Zhu Biao looked at his teacher with anticipation, about Song Lian's disposition, in fact, the result has already been made, that is, to sit guilty and behead, but Zhu Biao has been mediating since he learned about it, and even Queen Ma is interceding for Song Lian, so Lao Zhu has not made a final decision so far.

If Song Lian's suggestion today can satisfy Lao Zhu, he may be able to escape punishment.

"Since there are too many children in the clan, then the minimum clan rank will be abolished, and after the lieutenant of Fengguo, they will all be idle clans, and they will not be allowed to receive the imperial court."

"Even if Your Majesty feels that the cost of offering is still too much, he can reduce the title of the eighth-level clan to the seventh-level."

Song Lian is logical and eloquent, without losing the demeanor of the first civil servant of the Ming Dynasty.

On the dragon chair, Lao Zhu was silent.

The entire Fengtian Hall was as silent as ink, Lao Zhu didn't say a word, and the others didn't dare to make a sound.

It wasn't until after the tea that Lao Zhu Fang spoke.

"The maladministration of the country."

Obviously, Lao Zhu agreed with Song Lian's statement, which made Zhu Biao also see the dawn of saving Song Lian.

Of course, the next moment.

"The ministers have the courage to admonish, please ask Your Majesty to promote officials at all levels."

As soon as the voice fell, the air in the entire Fengtian Hall seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, including Zhu Biao, his heart was fierce, and he subconsciously looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, Lao Zhu's face was completely black.

"Yes, yes!"

Lao Zhu slapped the dragon chair and stood up suddenly, and Li Shanchang instantly knelt in fright.

The temper of temper instantly came up, and he stood on the Jinluan Hall and pointed at Song Lian and scolded angrily.

"We have been really blind all these years, let you be a teacher for our princes, everyone in the world says that you Song Jinglian has a clean breeze on your sleeves, and you mention above the door of the house, 'I'd rather die of hunger than live for profit'."

"But in our opinion, today I know that there is no hope of survival, and the ambition of the wolf is obvious!"

"We still want to spare your life."

"Come on, put Song Lian in prison."