It's raining and quite cold.

Everyone's enthusiasm for entering the palace remained undiminished; those who were able to enter all wanted to see the eldest prince.

In a side hall of the Linde Hall, the Emperor, holding his eldest grandson, worried that it was too cold that day.

The child looks at his grandfather and says, "Grandpa looks so handsome today."

Looking at grandsons these days, he's still the best-looking. Who made this patchwork garment so well? Is he really going to beg for food?

Nowadays, people aren't afraid of their grandsons begging for food; whatever he does is considered excellent.

The child is drooling; Grandpa is the best grandpa in the world.

Xie Zhen watched from the sidelines; the grandfather and grandson were so close that no one else could interfere. In any case, his son had fallen out of favor.

Yan Boxuan was quite busy, taking his three uncles and cousins ​​from the Wu Prince's Mansion to play together.

It's obvious that Xie Gong was the most tired, but why do people always feel that Yan Boxuan deserves the most credit?

Xie Gong was a few years older than Yan Boxuan, so it wasn't appropriate for him to compete with him.

Xie Mi watched the spectacle from the sidelines, feeling that her own child was not living up to expectations.

Xie Cao is quite mischievous, but he's not as good at showing off as Yan Boxuan, and he's not even as fun as Shi Lang.

Princess Yongqing didn't care about any of them; the eldest grandson was the most handsome. Even with her brother holding his grandson, her sister didn't get a chance.

Wait until everyone enters the main hall.

Xie Yi, the little boy, has been playing all morning and is now going to sleep.

He doesn't sleep as much as when he was a newborn, but he still needs to sleep after playing all morning.

Huan Yue held him, fed him until he was full, and then coaxed him to sleep.

With Yang Shi and her father-in-law watching over them, they were kept very close watch.

This is clearly telling everyone that this is the greatest treasure of the Zhao state.

It's uncertain who else is secretly watching, but anyone who tries to come and test the waters will die.

The people went to the main hall, and a young boy from the Zhang family came over first and was shot dead by an arrow.

The adults of the Zhang family then came looking for them and were shot dead by several arrows.

It was raining, but the ground was quickly cleaned up so as not to affect the children.

The Yang family wasn't worried at all. The eldest grandson was about to go through this; rest assured, everyone would protect him.

The child is sleeping soundly. Anyone who tries to harm him is a terrible person.

The atmosphere inside the Linde Hall was just right.

Huan Yue, dressed in a ceremonial robe, sat in her seat with an even more imposing air than before; she had her own son to protect!

Xie Zhou is much more mature than he was three years ago, and he can take over his father's position at any time. This is also the responsibility of a crown prince.

The ministers had mixed feelings.

Many people probably never imagined that a village girl could achieve what she has today. Everyone thought she was doomed, but unexpectedly, she even has a grandson of the emperor.

Another old Confucian scholar came up to talk about governing the country with Confucianism.

Fu Dingchen put down his wine glass and went over to confront him, "Are you eating?"

The old scholar was furious and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Fu Dingchen, slightly drunk, said: "Governing a country doesn't involve food and clothing. What kind of country are you governing? There are only a few things for the people. Have you solved them? You don't understand the country and you don't serve the people. You're just talking nonsense."

Fu Dingchen ate a red chili pepper and presented the old man with a fiery poem.

Even the King of Wu choked!

I guess a group of people looking for Fu Dingchen angered this kid.

He's still young and not very composed. So his criticism of these incompetent, pseudo-Confucian scholars is very direct.

The old scholar was furious! He lunged forward and attacked Fu Dingchen!

Fu Dingchen dodged, becoming increasingly poetic as he soaked himself in the wine and chili, almost to the point of madness!

The old scholar chased after him, seemingly wanting to expel him from the family.

Fu Dingchen was young, and he could compose a poem every three steps; this was already unstoppable.

Fu Dingchen was eventually stopped.

But countless Fu Dingchens stood up. (Huang Dian first filled in the gap.)

The yellow dot represents the steady type, and this work is more profound and stirring.

Xie Zhen rescued Fu Dingchen, who had lived in the Prince Zheng's mansion and been under his protection.

Xie Zhen isn't trying to protect anyone; he has poetic talent on his own, and now there's no need to suppress it!

From the corrupt Cui, Dong, and Bai families to the spineless Confucian scholars, even a young king can be very arrogant.

The Bai family was pushed to the brink!

Xie Zhen isn't finished yet, bring the zither!

Xie Qian's zither playing was also quite impressive, so he played the zither while Xie Zhen performed a sword dance!

Huan Yue thoroughly enjoyed it! As for the questionable art style, what does it matter?

The Hanlin scholar Cai Dexiang was so excited that he wrote down all the poems!

Who said that Sheng'an University would impact the Hanlin Academy and the Imperial College? They're not the same thing, okay?

Although the Hanlin Academy was mainly composed of people who had passed the imperial examinations, it was not the same as Confucianism. Governing a country was indeed a very complex matter.

The Hanlin Academy, which is responsible to the emperor, is not the same as the university outside the city.

Take the debate between Confucianism and Legalism, for example. Can a country be governed without either? That would be a miracle!

Besides, are farmers unimportant? Can doctors ignore them?

Confucian scholars wished the emperor had only one son, while medical practitioners said that dragons have nine sons. It would be wrong for Confucian scholars to want to kill off the other princes.

If Confucianism had the magnanimity to coordinate all nine sons, that would be true ability.

Bai Yi stepped forward.

Xie Yu and Xie Zhen left after they had had their fun.

People find Xie Yu and Xie Zhen quite strange.

Could it be that the Dong and Cui families truly share some kind of destiny?

Xie Yu has changed, and Xie Zhen has changed too, becoming someone some people don't recognize. They panicked.

But Bai Yi's weight is not light.

It's no small feat for Bai Yi to kneel before the sage.

Let him rise now.

Bai Yi did not rise and apologized to the emperor: "Your subject is incompetent! As a junior of Empress Wenming and the head of the Bai family, I have failed to uphold Empress Wenming's reputation, failed to manage the Bai family well, failed to share the emperor's burdens, and failed to bring happiness to the people. Your subject is incompetent!"

Bai Yi prostrated himself on the ground and wept bitterly; it was a genuine cry.

Xie Zhou came over personally to persuade him.

Overwhelmed with grief, Bai Yi cried out, "I am utterly incompetent! I am ashamed before my ancestors! Ashamed before Empress Wenming! Ashamed before the Great Zhao!"

Xie Zhou comforted him, saying, "The Duke of Qin's loyalty and steadfastness are known to all."

Bai Yi, his hair gray, looked sorrowful yet stubborn: "I am incompetent! There is only one thing I can do today: divide the Bai family property!"

The Bai family members snapped out of their daze, only to be stunned by the impact once again!

Bai Yi knew very well: "The Bai family is already a mere shell of its former self, and I am powerless to reverse it! Now, let's uproot the dead tree and let the smaller trees be as they are. I will repay the ancestors of the Bai family with my death, and I will repay the ancestors of the Great Zhao with my death!"

Several old men angrily cursed Bai Yi.

Xie Zhou was furious: "The Bai family has its own family rules, which you have long since abandoned! As subjects, you harbor disloyal intentions! The Bai family has been hollowed out by you, and this shame can no longer be concealed!"

An old man pointed at Xie Zhou and cursed, "This is a matter for the Bai family!"

Bai Yi sneered: "The Bai family has already transcended the Three Realms. You can ascend to heaven, but I am powerless!"

A young man ran over and shouted, "If you can't be the sect leader, then don't be!"

Bai Yi said, "I cannot take you to heaven, so you must team up with those who can!"

The Bai family was in complete chaos.

Although not all members of the Bai family entered the palace, many came because they were related to the Bai family, and they were very aggressive.

Xie Zhou could only step aside and watch the chaotic battle at the Bai family's residence.

Most people can't even get involved in a fight.

Baijia cattle!

Bai Yi was not fighting alone; he had several people on his side, but they were clearly not in a dominant position.

Xie Zhou thought to himself, "Destroying the former Bai family and relying on some of their resources is not something I'll do."

In fact, the direct descendants and all the branches of the family are still there.

A large family has been reduced to several smaller ones, and it has lost its former grandeur.

Just like how the Great Zhao family split into seven or eight, the Bai family, even when separated, still maintained its power and influence.

But at least half of them will be finished.