In the view of the calm and steady elders, the emperor is still too young. The most common mistake young people make is to think that they are determined to make progress, but in fact they are impulsive and rash.
Just like Emperor Jian'an back then, if he hadn't been in a hurry to attack the vassal princes, he would have ended up in the imperial mausoleum. A dog would jump over the wall if he was anxious, let alone the vassal princes who supported their troops and respected themselves!
It has been more than a hundred years since the founding of the Daqi Dynasty. It has experienced several dynasties of emperors and many vassal kings who have enfeoffed various places.
The vassal king has the power to govern his vassal territory, and he can have up to 5,000 vassal soldiers on the surface. In fact, which vassal king does not raise some secret guards privately? Moreover, the vassal kings stay away from the capital in order to make friends with important officials in the court.
, there are not a few who have "correspondence" with important ministers in the DPRK in private.
In the past few years, Emperor Jianwen, Emperor Li, Empress Dowager Jian'an, and Empress Dowager Yu passed away one after another, and the vassal princes went to Beijing for funerals four times. I don't know how many gifts the important ministers in the court received in private.
In Daqi officialdom, this is a tacit secret.
After receiving the heavy gifts from the feudal princes, I naturally had to speak and intercede on behalf of the feudal princes.
It's just that no one has pierced this layer of window paper.
For this reason, when Sheng Hong showed his intention to cut down the vassal, almost all the elders objected. The reason for the rebuttal was high-sounding: "When Emperor Gaozu established the dynasty, he set the rules for enfeoffing vassal kings. The convention cannot be broken easily!"
"Since the founding of the Qi Dynasty, the vassal princes have guarded the vassal territory and are not allowed to return to the capital without an edict. Over the years, the vassal princes have stayed contentedly and guarded one area for the emperor, and there is nothing wrong with it. If the emperor wants to withdraw from the vassal, won't it make the princes feel chilled?"
"If the vassal kings become rebellious because of this, the Qi Dynasty, which has been peaceful for many years, may start a war. Please think again, Your Majesty!"
Even the chief minister, Mr. Lu Ge, gave some gentle advice: "The emperor has his own reasons for wanting to reduce the vassal state. Too many vassal kings occupying the vassal territory is indeed a hidden danger to the stability of the country."
"However, Daqi has been stable for a long time. If civil strife breaks out, it will be thousands of soldiers and civilians who will suffer. Your Majesty is kind and kind, and you should also think about Daqi's soldiers and people."
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"...They expressed their objections one by one, which I expected."
Xie Mingxi's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of sarcasm flashed across his eyes: "Everyone has selfish motives. The elders who are ministers of the humerus are not immune to this custom."
The elders opposed the reduction of vassals, firstly because they received the benefits from the vassal kings. Secondly, once the emperor decreed the reduction of vassals, there would be many disturbances, and maybe even war.
The elders in the pavilion who were over fifty years old had lost their enthusiasm and energy and wished to live a stable life. Naturally, they all spoke out against it.
Sheng Hong's voice was firm and cold: "I'll let them know first. After a while, officials in the court will submit a memorial asking for the reduction of the vassal. There's no reason they won't be happy!"
His words conveyed the majesty and domineering power of an emperor.
Xie Mingxi turned to look at Sheng Hong and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" Sheng Hong asked with a low smile.
Xie Mingxi smiled and whispered: "I laugh at you for sitting on the throne for several years, and your demeanor has changed a lot."
It is absolutely true that the Qi that has moved into the place nourishes the body that has moved away.
As the emperor, he sat on a dragon throne above thousands of people and was in charge of the government. A single word could determine life and death, and the honor and disgrace of all ministers could change with just a thought. As time went by, Sheng Hong gradually gained the magnanimity of an emperor who is not angry and self-respecting.
However, in front of her and her daughter, Sheng Hong was still the same as before. He had a playful smile and nothing serious.
Sure enough, Sheng Hong came over shamelessly, and the hot breath lingered on her lips: "Xiao Ming, in front of you, I will always be your Xiao Hong."
Xie Mingxi smiled and spat at him: "Be more serious and restrain yourself. Martial arts training is ahead. A Luo and Xiao Zijin are both here, and the master is also here!"
Sheng Hong stood up straight with a smile and said casually: "Speaking of which, Xiao Jin and you do look a bit similar."
Ah Luo's appearance is inherited from his biological father, and she is not very similar to her biological mother Xie Mingxi. On the contrary, Xie Zijin looks like a smaller version of Xie Mingxi at a glance.
One has to sigh at the power of blood inheritance.
Out of his love for Wujiwu, Sheng Hong liked the well-behaved and clever Xie Zijin.
Xie Mingxi is Xie Zijin's biological aunt. She hates Xie Yuanting and has a certain affection for Sun. She also likes her biological niece Xie Zijin very much. When she heard this, she smiled and said: "Yes! Zijin does look like me when I was young. And besides,
He is smart and precocious, and his sister-in-law taught Zi Jin very well!"
Sheng Hong glanced at Xie Mingxi and opened his mouth to remind: "My uncle taught me well!"
Xie Yuanting's care and love for Xie Zijin made Sheng Hong feel inferior. He did have the heart, but he didn't have so much time to spend with Ah Luo.
There was a trace of disgust in Xie Mingxi's tone: "How can he teach Zijin well? When Zijin is two years older, I will bring Zijin into the palace and teach him personally."
Sheng Hong laughed dumbly: "You have good intentions. However, I'm afraid your brother may not appreciate it."
Xie Mingxi laughed: "Who wants him to appreciate it?"
Sheng Hong: "..."
Come on, I'm afraid these siblings will never reconcile.
The emperor and empress walked hand in hand side by side and walked slowly towards the martial arts training room, speaking in a low voice. Xianghui and others followed wisely from a distance, so as not to disturb the masters.
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The couple finally arrived at the martial arts training room.
A Luo is practicing sword practice.
The long wooden knife flew in A Luo's hand, the blade was sharp and powerful.
Ah Luo has been practicing martial arts since she was five years old, and has been practicing martial arts for more than four years. She has practiced swordsmanship very well, and can now easily deal with two sword-wielding imperial guards. This shows that she is extremely talented in martial arts.
Speaking of martial arts, I have to mention Brother Ting and Brother Lin.
Yin Xiaoxiao has outstanding skills and is very careful and strict in teaching his children. Ten-year-old Brother Lin can be said to be both civilized and martial arts. Brother Ting is a little behind in reading, but his talent in martial arts is not weaker than A Luo.
As they grew older, A Luo and Ting Geer thought that they had grown up and did not bother to make noises and fights. Most of the time they competed in archery classes. The outcome was 50-50.
The strong A'luo and the competitive Ting Ge'er are determined to defeat each other and practice martial arts voluntarily and assiduously, which makes the adults worry a lot.
Sheng Hong took a long knife and practiced martial arts with A Luo. A Luo and Sheng Hong went back and forth, but they didn't obviously fall behind.
Standing beside Gu Shan, Xiao Zijin exclaimed from time to time: "Cousin Ah Luo is so amazing!"
Her round eyes were full of envy and admiration.
Xie Mingxi smiled slightly: "Zi Jin also wants to learn?"
The boy nodded vigorously and vigorously. He accidentally hit his tooth with his tongue, which made his face wrinkle up in pain. He tried not to cry out in pain.
Xie Mingxi laughed dumbly and felt a little distressed. She reached out and gently rubbed Xie Zijin's face: "You are still young. When you come to the palace in two years, your aunt will teach you martial arts."
Xiao Zijin immediately forgot the pain and his eyes sparkled: "Thank you, aunt!"
