The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

The warmth is melting and the smoke is filling the air.

Zhao Yu pushed the door open and went in. He saw Emperor Jianwu lying on a soft couch covered with a fox fur.

His hair is gray and his breath is dying.

"No need to be polite at this time."

Emperor Jianwu waved his hand and pointed to the memorial on the imperial case: "Take a look at the battle report from Northern Xinjiang and tell me what you see."

Zhao Yu calmed down and understood that the final test was coming.

He bowed slightly and picked up the memorial. It said that barbarian tribes invaded the border. General Gong Yangzi of Jidong Town in northern Xinjiang led his troops to attack, beheaded two thousand people, and asked the court to issue a reward of silver.

Emperor Jianwu was conquering the south and the north. In order to stimulate the morale of the soldiers, he set a reward of "one ear and one silver".

After unifying the world, it was changed to the ear of the barbarians.

"The army in Northern Xinjiang is worthy of being the pillar of the country. With such a strong general, it will not be afraid of barbarians invading the border. It should be promoted to Gongyangzi as a guerrilla and transferred to the southern state capital..."

Zhao Yu praised him for a few words and then changed his tone: "Barbarians from the prairie invaded in many springs and autumns, and it snowed in northern Xinjiang in October, which hindered the cavalry charge."

"Gong Yangzi may have lied about the military situation, killed good people and taken credit for their merits. He should be promoted and transferred first, and then send to the Zhenfu Division and Dongchang for verification!"

After saying that, he waited quietly for Emperor Jianwu's judgment.

"Yes, the emperor cannot trust anyone and must always remain suspicious."

Emperor Jianwu nodded slightly and stared at Zhao Yu for a long time: "I didn't want to pass the throne to you. With your cool temper, my sons will probably not end well."

Zhao Yu Putong fell to his knees and did not defend himself.

At this time, speak less and make fewer mistakes, speak more and make more mistakes, and listen to your father's lesson in everything.

"Cough cough cough..."

Emperor Jianwu coughed a few times and said with a weak breath: "But someone told me that we are just a few sons, not as important as the country, the country, the country, so I'd better pass the throne to you."

Zhao Yu thanked him: "Father, don't worry, my son and minister will work conscientiously, and they will eat and drink every night!"

Emperor Jianwu rested for a moment and said, "There are a few things I want to tell you. After you ascend the throne in the future, remember to handle them carefully."

"Father, please speak."

Zhao Yu knelt beside the soft couch, paying full attention and listening.

"The first thing is the Northern Xinjiang army."

Emperor Jianwu took out a note from his sleeve: "Your Majesty, those who have strong soldiers and horses will do it. This is an eternal truth. There are a few people in the Northern Xinjiang Army who can be reused. I have suppressed them for a few years. Remember to promote them after you ascend the throne!"

Zhao Yu took it with both hands, opened it and glanced at it quickly.

There are more than a dozen names written on the fold, with detailed records of age, relatives, character, strengths and weaknesses, etc., and even the crimes that have been committed.

"Father, don't worry, my son will definitely be able to control the army and horses of Northern Xinjiang."

"The second thing is Sansi."

Emperor Jianwu warned: "After you ascend the throne, replace the three divisions with your own people. These are your eyes and swords. If you cannot hold them, you will become a blind man and a puppet."

Zhao Yu nodded repeatedly and already had three candidates in mind.

Maybe the ability is not as good as the current one, but the victory lies in loyalty, and I will replace him with the best in the future.

"The third one is the aristocratic family and the martial artist."

Emperor Jianwu said: "The civil and military forces may seem to be diametrically opposed to each other, but in fact they both belong to the ruling class. Do you know what class is?"

Zhao Yu thought for a long time: "The people of the world should be divided into different levels."

"Yes, not quite."

Emperor Jianwu recalled those days and said fondly: "When I heard the teacher explain this term, I was shocked. Just two words can describe the general trend of the past and today!"

Zhao Yu had some impressions of his father's teacher.

An interesting old man who likes drinking wine, eating fennel beans, and teaching people the four ways to write the word fennel.

"Please ask Father for advice."

"It's too late. I originally planned to teach Tai...Xin'er in the next two years."

Emperor Jianwu took out the book from his sleeve. The cover was slightly yellow and there was no title written on it: "I have written down all the teacher's words here. You can understand it yourself."

"This book is the most superior imperial art and dragon-slaying art. From now on, only emperors of all dynasties are allowed to read it. Anyone else who watches it will be killed without mercy!"

"My son, I obey."

Zhao Yu took it with both hands and carefully put it in his arms.

"Continue to talk about the noble family and martial arts."

Emperor Jianwu said: "The two are both ruling classes, but they are fundamentally different. The former relies on blood, while the latter relies on natural qualifications."

The essential difference between the two is that the aristocratic family has blocked the upward path, while the martial artist gives hope to the common people.

Even a slim hope is much better than blood transmission from mother to child.

Zhao Yuxin realized something: "So the aristocratic families must contain them to prevent them from getting bigger. Warriors can be promoted, especially those at the bottom with extraordinary talents."

"You are very good!"

Emperor Jianwu raised his eyelids and looked at Zhao Yu with increasingly satisfied eyes. He originally wanted him to make a vow not to kill his brothers, but now it seems that it doesn't matter anymore.

"It's a pity that I don't have any way to completely solve the big family, otherwise the dynasty can be passed down for thousands of years."

Zhao Yu opened his mouth but said nothing.

Reading the history books of past dynasties, Zhao Yu discovered that the fundamental reason for the people's rebellion was the loss of farmland. Starting from this problem, it may be possible to extend the country.

It's just that the word "land" is too sensitive. If you say it now, maybe your father will change to a stable emperor.

Although the inheritance of four to five hundred years is not long, it is better than the hard work and death in the second generation!

"The thing I regret most now is that I have slacked off in recent years. I thought that the monarch and his ministers should be harmonious and leave a good reputation after my death."

Emperor Jianwu sighed: "If I had known the current situation, I would have taken advantage of my youth to lead troops to inspect the states in the south of the Yangtze River, killing many people, and the country would naturally be stable!"

When talking about leading troops on an expedition, Emperor Jianwu's eyes shone brightly, and his words were fierce, as if he were reflecting on the past.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, not paying attention to the conquest.

Wielding the butcher's knife wantonly is the behavior of a reckless man. After killing one group of aristocratic families, there will be a new group. To solve the problem, the system needs to be reformed.

"Don't think that beheading is stupid. This is the real way to solve the problem. In terms of skill and resourcefulness, how can one person defeat a noble family?"

Emperor Jianwu's eyes were cloudy, but he could easily see through Zhao Yu's thoughts.

Being cool and ungrateful, and having a deep city are both advantages and disadvantages of Zhao Yu. People who are usually accustomed to conspiracy often do not pay attention to physical destruction.

In fact, physical destruction is the real victory of political struggle!

Emperor Jianwu had a premonition in his heart that Daqian might die in a noble family, but he had no time to teach him step by step, so he had to place his hope in the luck of the country.

"If the above three things are done, the throne can be secure. The rest are just trivial matters."

Zhao Yu said respectfully: "Father, please speak, and I, my son, will remember this."

Emperor Jianwu said: "There are many prisoners imprisoned in Tianlao, many of whom are from poor families. After you ascend the throne, you can pardon them and make them your confidants."

Zhao Yu said: "My son, I accept the order."

"This is the account of the corrupt officials in the world. If you burn it in front of everyone, you can get the support of all officials."

Emperor Jianwu took out a book, paused and added.

"But you have to remember that corrupt officials are corrupt officials. In the future, if you are charged with different crimes, your property will be confiscated, and your family will be exterminated. Don't be merciful!"

Zhao Yu said in a deep voice: "My son, I will purge the officials and govern them."

Emperor Jianwu glanced at Zhao Yu, "How can we clean up the government? In the past thousands of years and in the next thousands of years, it will be impossible to completely clean up corrupt officials. After all, greed is human nature."

"Wei Heng is upright and can be a censor, but he is too tough-tempered to be in charge of the affairs of the six ministries..."

Zhao Yu said: "My son understands."

Wei Heng offended Yan Zhijian in the street. He ignored the overall situation and did not know how to adapt. He could only be used to supervise the officials.

The affairs of the six ministries need to be left to people who know how to adapt. Sometimes, in order to maintain the emperor's majesty and the stability of the country, you have to do something even though you know it is wrong.

"Su Mingyuan..."

Emperor Jianwu pondered for a long time: "This man has great talent and is sworn in with the family. He can be relied upon as his arm, but he cannot be the prime minister."

Zhao Yu wondered: "Why can't you be the prime minister?"

A capable lone minister like Su Mingyuan is suitable for commanding the six departments. It is easy to use and does not worry about losing the tail.

"It's too smart, you may not be able to control it!"

Emperor Jianwu's eyes flashed with hatred and admiration. He hated Su Mingyuan for ruining his posthumous reputation, but also praised this man for his calculation and wisdom, and his single-handed power changed the direction of Daqian.

"After you ascend the throne, leave the position of prime minister to Cai Wenlin and his like. They will only flatter you and cannot hold on to power."

"If we establish positions such as deputy prime minister or bachelor's degree, they will have the power to participate in and discuss government affairs, but will not have the decision-making power of the prime minister, so the throne of the emperor will be stable!"

Zhao Yu sincerely praised: "Everything is according to what the father said."

The dispute between imperial power and prime minister power has always been a worry for the emperor. If he established a real prime minister made of clay and paper and used deputy prime ministers to govern the country, the threat to the imperial power would be much smaller.

Of course, Emperor Jianwu disdained this.

For example, Prime Minister Zhou has been in power for sixteen years, with all the power in the government and the opposition, and with the support of southern aristocratic families, he seems to be a powerful prime minister.

Emperor Jianwu only had to issue an edict, and Prime Minister Zhou would end up with the three tribes of Ziji and Yi.

"Liu Yun, a member of the Household Department, is quite talented, but he comes from a branch of a wealthy family. He can be used but cannot be reused..."

He mentioned a few more names intermittently. They were all officials of the fourth or fifth rank in the court. They were in their prime of life in their thirties or forties. They were originally the ministers left to the deposed prince.

With the support of these people, Zhao Yu can control the court much more easily and will not be deceived by his old ministers.

"You remember, we must divide those ministers, at least into two factions, and there must be mountains within the faction..."

Emperor Jianwu finished explaining the affairs of the court intermittently, and then said: "With mastery of the court, local affairs will be much easier. There is only one thing worth mentioning."

"There are millions of believers under the command of Yongzhou Jingang Temple. If you instigate them at all, they will cause trouble. You can practice swordsmanship here after you ascend the throne!"

"Father..."

Zhao Yu was horrified and said with a single word "Sword practice", hundreds of thousands of people would die.

"With so many believers causing chaos, will something happen?"

"King Kong Temple is supported by me secretly, so it won't cause any big trouble."

Emperor Jianwu explained: "The people of Yongzhou are fierce and fierce. There have been rebels in every dynasty. It is also the place where the puppet dynasty raised troops. I will use the Buddha's teachings to tame and tame them."

"Now that the people of Yongzhou are honest and obedient, we can close the net in order to prevent Buddhism from growing bigger!"

Zhao Yu is a prince. Even though he was not favored before, he has read the records about the puppet dynasty and knows that the puppet dynasty's methods of rebellion are extremely powerful, so he immediately agreed.

"My son, I will pacify Yongzhou!"

The quickest way for a new king to secure his position in the court is to win a battle, and the believers of Yongzhou Jingang Temple are just in time to do so.

"There is one last thing that has nothing to do with the court..."

Emperor Jianwu closed his eyes and rested for a long time. Zhao Yu almost thought that his father had died, so he slowly opened his eyes and said.

"It's about the Imperial Seal and Taizu!"

Looking at his father's solemn look, Zhao Yu seemed to think that all the things he had explained before were far less important than this.

Emperor Jianwu raised his hand, and divine light shone in his palm, condensing into a fist-sized imperial jade seal, bright yellow in color, four inches in diameter, with five dragons on its button.

"The Jade Seal of the State, the inherited artifact of our Zhao family!"

"Hold it to protect your body and isolate all evil spells. Demons and ghosts will appear when you are close."

"The East China Sea Warlock that Xin'er Xun had previously was indeed capable of shaving off a person's lifespan. However, I have the national jade seal with me and it has not been damaged at all!"

When Emperor Jianwu mentioned the deposed prince, he couldn't help but get angry. He coughed violently and raised his hand to hand the jade seal to Zhao Yu.

"It is said that the jade seal of the country is a dead thing, but Taizu is... a living thing!"

Zhao Yu was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost dropped the jade seal to the ground: "Father, is Taizu still alive? Who is it?"

"My teacher is Taizu."

Emperor Jianwu said quietly: "An old monster who has lived for a thousand years. According to my investigation, it was Taizu who supported Shizu when he started his career."

Zhao Yu asked: "Where is Taizu now?"

No one wants to have someone in charge, especially the emperor. Even his sons and grandsons are reluctant to share power, let alone their ancestors hundreds of years ago.

"Maybe alive, maybe dead."

Emperor Jianwu recalled: "I didn't know the identity of my teacher at first. I just thought he was a peerless person who knew astronomy, geography, the past and the future."

"There is a group of Dragon Scale Guards beside me, all of them are very powerful, and they are investigating news from all directions for me..."

"The money and food I need for early training are all provided by my teacher..."

"After the world is pacified, the teacher no longer admires power and is willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. I will treat him as a father and son..."

When Zhao Yu heard this, he didn't think "Taizu" had any fault.

He unconditionally supported his father's revival, provided knowledge, gold, silver and talents without asking for anything in return. He was simply the great sage that emperors of all ages longed for.

Emperor Jianwu's voice changed: "Until Master Ziyang came to see him and presented a millennium bug..."

Without waiting for Zhao Yu to ask, Emperor Jianwu explained the effectiveness of the millennium bug.

"This alien insect is an activated spiritual creature that feeds on old age and can smell out a person's true longevity."

"After I got this insect, I went to the teacher's secluded place, originally thinking of sharing interesting and rare things. I never thought that the insect would tell me that the person in front of me is over a thousand years old and is an immortal person..."

Emperor Jianwu showed various expressions of longing, regret, and helplessness, which finally converged into a sigh.

"At the beginning, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net I am deeply grateful to my teacher for his kindness, and I swear I will never harm him."

"However, everyone is subject to birth, aging, illness and death. As I get older, my energy becomes less and less, and I really feel the horror of old age and death..."

"Greed got the better of me, so I lured the teacher to the imperial city and ordered three thousand imperial troops to surround him and kill him!"

Immortality!

Zhao Yu's eyes flashed with fire. He had never thought that there was real immortality in the world, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Father, what happened next?"

"Teacher's martial arts is the best in the world, but he is still a mortal body. What's more, the besiegers are many strange people, and they will soon be seriously injured and dying..."

"It was only then that the teacher revealed his identity. He turned out to be the founder of Daqian!"

Emperor Jianwu closed his eyelids and murmured to himself. Zhao Yu could barely hear it clearly by pressing his ear to his mouth.

"I had regrets and fears at that time, but immortality was right in front of me. I would rather bear the infamy of killing my master and killing my ancestors than take it away..."

"I don't know what means Taizu used to abandon his body and escape..."

"Ask Eunuch Chu for the specific details of that year. He was responsible for raising the millennium bug..."

"I don't regret being greedy. Immortality is in sight, so who can not be greedy..."

"If Da Qian fails to prosper, the fault will be mine..."

"The merits and demerits of right and wrong will be judged by future generations..."

Emperor Jianwu's thoughts began to be confused, his voice was weak and inaudible, until his breath died.

"My son, I respectfully send my father off!"

Zhao Yu's eyes were full of tears and he was crying loudly. It was probably now that he felt a sense of affection between father and son.

Crying was heard outside the palace.

The officials who were looking for you were waiting quietly, kowtowing three times and bowing nine times while shouting.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

…

Jianwu forty-three years.

October twenty-second.

Emperor Jianwu died, and the whole country was in mourning.