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Chapter 90 Zhu Cilang 2

Seeing Zhu Cilang crying, Zhou Xian felt very uncomfortable. "The late emperor was diligent in government affairs, but the Ming Dynasty was already terminally ill, and it was not his fault."

Zhu Cixuan said: "Father was emperor for 17 years and was so diligent that he finally died. The Ming Dynasty is now halfway down, so how do you think I can hold on? I used to think that I could not change my face when Mount Tai collapsed before him, but when Luo Yangxing led the rebels to attack, I was really scared. I hid in the carriage and didn't dare to move, fearing that the Yaya would fall on me. I was afraid that after I became emperor, the thief army would attack again, and then I would end up like my father.

Even the monks and the others were forced to hang themselves like their mothers. Everyone around me wanted me to be the emperor. After I became the emperor, they could become a success, but can I really be this emperor? My husbands told me that the imperial power was granted heavenly, but now it is the destiny of the Ming Dynasty, but it is the destiny of the father. When my parents died, I was not around, and I was unfilial for my son. As the crown prince, I abandoned the city and fled, and was unfaithful to my ministers. Do you think I am worthy of being this emperor?”

Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment. When he was in the palace, Zhu Cixuan was kind and talkative, and had a straightforward and simple personality. However, he didn't expect that he had thought so much after only a few days after leaving the palace.

Zhu Cixuan wiped away the tears from his face and continued, "When in the palace, Mr. Wei once told me that as a king, he should be ruthless and make the ministers below unable to understand their thoughts. Only by giving both kindness and power can others die for themselves. He said that in troubled times, the king should hold military power, restrict powerful ministers, and control his generals. He should cut off the knife and see blood. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that he was right and the more scared he was. Zhou Xian, you said, after I became the emperor, will I kill you one day? Or do you kill me in order to become the emperor?"

Zhou Xian frowned and shook his head and said, "I won't. Get up, I'll take you to a place."

Zhu Cixuan hesitated for a moment and finally chose to get up. He put on his long boots and walked out with Zhou Xian. Because he had been lying on the bed for a long time, he staggered a little, and Zhou Xian stepped forward to support him.

When the people outside the door saw Zhu Cilang coming out, they knelt down one after another and shouted long live.

Zhu Cilang's face looked a little ugly, and he waved his hand gently, "Get up!"

Everyone stood up.

Seeing Fei Yue'e also outside, Zhou Xian asked, "Didn't you let you go with the princess?"

Fei Yue'e bowed slightly, "The princess is not worried about the prince, no, it's the emperor, let me come and take a look." She was a little unaccustomed to the fact that Zhu Cilang was already the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhou Xian nodded, "Come and support." Then he turned to the others, "Don't follow, stay here."

Zhou Xian led the way in front, and Fei Yue'e supported Zhu Cixuan behind. When she met the servants and guards on the road, they all knelt down one after another. Zhu Cixuan had to let them get up over and over again.

Walking straight to a house in the backyard, Zhou Xian asked everyone to leave. He took a torch and took a stone from the wall. With a "clang", he knocked on the door lock. He walked in and lit the oil lamp on the table with the torch. With a bang, several mice ran out screaming and screaming.

Zhu Cilang's face was pale, and he grabbed Fei Yue'e's hand tightly, and his nails penetrated deep into the flesh. Fei Yue'e's face was also full of horror, but when she saw Zhu Cilang being scared like that, she comforted him and said, "Your Majesty, it's a mouse."

Until Zhou Xian waved, Zhu Cixuan resisted his fear and walked in. The lights were clear and illuminated the entire room. The room was quite large, but there was dust everywhere. Obviously no one had been here for a long time. "Zhou Xian, where is this place? Why did you bring me here?"

Zhou Xian smiled, "Crown Prince, although you have inherited the throne, you have never called me "I" or "I" in front of me. It can be said that you did not regard me as your subject."

Zhu Cixuan said: "You and I are studying together in the palace. How can your relationship be the same as ordinary ministers? Besides, the father has already betrothed to you, aren't your relationship closer?"

Zhou Xian nodded, "Since that's the case, I'll tell you something that is not what the ministers and the emperor should say."

Zhu Cixuan looked at Zhou Xian’s serious expression and also put away his mood. “You said.”

Zhou Xian said: "From the founding of the Ming Dynasty to more than 200 years, there were more than 200,000 royal family members in Zhu's surname, and the total number of them can reach one million. In addition to them, there are countless other ministers, servants, and servants. These people occupy nearly 20% of the land in the world, but they do not have to pay a slight tax on land. But they still feel that they are not enough and still have a large amount of land annexation. In addition to them, officials at all levels and gentry from all over the country are following the example, crazily annexing the land of ordinary people and swallowing the private property of ordinary people. It can be said that the rich are all over the country, while the poor are not in a place to stand. In a good year, ordinary people can barely support them. When they encounter a famine, they can only sell their children and daughters in order to survive. In this case, the thief army can only become more and more flat, and finally completely swallow the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Ciyang nodded, "I heard from my father, but this is the rule set by Taizu, so what can I do?"

Zhou Xian sighed and said, "The Ming Dynasty was defeated by this regulation. No one dared to change anything that Taizu decided to do easily. As long as someone suggested, a group of people below would object to their own interests. How could the old emperor be so talented and intelligent? But as soon as the minister opposed it, he did not dare to push it downward. As a result, the burden could only be added to the common people who did not speak for it, resulting in the civil strife becoming more and more chaotic, and the matter ended up being out of control."

"There is also the selfishness of the emperor. In the past, Emperor Yongle raised an army from Yanjing and eventually won the throne more. Later, Emperor Yingzong of Ming was captured when he went out and Emperor Jingtai succeeded to the throne. Yingzong seized the throne through the palace transformation. Both were surnamed Zhu, but the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were most afraid of these vassal kings with surnamed Zhu. Not to mention the distance, just talk about the Tang King Zhu Youjian, who is now the Longwu Emperor. When the Qing army entered the pass, he took out his own money and recruited soldiers to go north to serve the king. But then! The late emperor seized his title of King Tang and imprisoned him in Fengyang Prison. The court would rather raise vassal kings than do things that benefit the country and the people, just because they were afraid that they would rebel and seize their throne. He was so afraid of the vassal kings of the same surname, let alone other people?"

Zhu Cilang's face looked ugly, but he did not say anything to stop him.
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