"That brat Helian Jue does have some skill!"
After hearing the eunuch's report, the emperor's expression became somewhat complicated.
Without even needing to go to the Empress's place to check in person, just by looking at the eunuch's amazed expression and covetous eyes, the Emperor knew that the New Year's gift sent by Helian Jue was indeed of considerable value.
While he was feeling sentimental, he also had some doubts: "When others went to Lingnan, they either got infected by malaria or were disturbed by the rioters."
"And Helian Jue, it seems he made a fortune there!"
Is Lingnan not some uncivilized land rife with miasma and teeming with snakes, insects, and rats?
Instead, is it the Land of Abundance, where gold and jewels abound?
"Unfilial son! Humph, you only know how to be filial to your adoptive mother, but you don't respect your biological father at all."
The sage didn't want to admit that he was utterly jealous.
Nine oxcarts laden with goods, each one a treasure trove.
I roughly estimated that it was equivalent to his private treasury.
The saint, who was obsessed with sour water, did not consider whether he loved or treated his son Helian Jue fairly.
In fact, just over a month ago, he deliberately arranged a marriage, trying every means to annoy his son who lived thousands of miles away.
"Your Majesty, the secret message from Lingnan has arrived!"
Just as the emperor was getting impatient, another eunuch came to report.
"Bring it here."
The sage suppressed his emotions and spoke a sentence.
The eunuch carried a box and presented it to the emperor.
The sage took the box, opened the lid, and pulled out the letter.
Unfold the letter and scan it with your eyes; you can read most of its contents.
Snap!
The sage's expression changed, and he slammed the letter onto the table.
"You unfilial son! How dare you disobey your sovereign!"
The letter was written by Xie Ze.
As the "victim," he naturally did not speak well of Helian Jue.
In the letter, he exaggeratedly described Helian Jue's arrogance and domineering nature.
They refused to accept the saint's bestowal of marriage and even slandered the angel who delivered the decree as a madman who falsely conveyed the holy message.
If the angel hadn't run away quickly and Helian Jue hadn't returned so late, he probably would have caught the angel and killed him in the street.
"Insolence! Arrogance!"
The more the sage thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up the letter again and read it over and over again, word by word.
You read that right!
He wasn't mistaken; Helian Jue had indeed done those things.
"This bastard, does he even respect me as the emperor?"
It is said that ever since the sage unified the North and South and became the true Son of Heaven, his confidence, self-esteem, and pride have reached their absolute peak.
I reign supreme over all, and am the only one worthy of respect.
He is the master of this world, the only noble emperor!
However, the reality is that even a sage cannot do whatever he wants.
He doted on Consort Xiao and liked the Third Prince, but he could not make him the Crown Prince.
He wanted to select officials through the imperial examination system to break the monopoly of aristocratic families, but he faced numerous difficulties.
He also wanted to promote officials from poor families, but the officials from poor families on whom he placed high hopes could not bring him any surprises.
The sage discovered that even aristocratic families were not entirely without merit.
At least officials from prominent families are not lacking in knowledge, insight, and ability.
There may be a few incompetent individuals, but the prime minister, the nine ministers, and other important officials are almost all from aristocratic families.
Moreover, they are all truly deserving of their titles, not just empty seats held by incompetent individuals.
The sage was conflicted and torn:
On the one hand, he still had to rely on the established families;
On the other hand, he was extremely wary of and guarded against this class.
Alas, the back-and-forth in the imperial court is enough to annoy even the emperor.
Unexpectedly, his unfilial son, thousands of miles away, was also causing him a lot of trouble.
"First, he arbitrarily executed an official appointed by the imperial court, and then he disobeyed the imperial edict."
The sage cursed angrily, "What does this brat want to do next?"
"Are you planning to rebel? Or are you planning to murder your father and emperor?"
The more the emperor thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the imperial study.
Helian Jue was so hateful, yet he had no better way to deal with him.
Unless he is willing to mobilize a large number of troops and spend huge sums of money to penetrate deep into Lingnan and attack Yuezhou.
However, the reality is that, having just achieved unification, both the army and the imperial court need to recuperate and rebuild.
War is too expensive in terms of money and supplies.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was a new dynasty, and everything needed to be rebuilt, requiring money everywhere.
To attack Lingnan?
The one he was attacking wasn't the rebel who declared himself king, but his own son.
Helian Jue was also cunning. He always believed that he was the King of Yue of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and that his people followed the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty and accepted the officials sent by the court.
At least on the surface, Helian Jue did not rebel.
The imperial court would then have no reason to attack.
If the emperor were to forcefully send troops, the court officials would certainly oppose it.
Even a sage like myself didn't have enough money and provisions!
"...Are we just going to let this brat continue his arrogant ways?"
The sage was unwilling to accept this.
"That fourth brother is useless. He's been in Lingnan for several months, and there hasn't been a single sound from him."
"Does he really want to see Helian Jue's family become the only powerful one? Is he willing to be subservient to others?"
"And then there's the Xu family, supposed to be the daughter of a military family, but she doesn't even have a bit of the spirit of a warrior."
The emperor began to complain about the fourth prince and his wife.
He didn't consider whether the Fourth Prince would adapt to Yongzhou or be able to establish himself there.
He only blamed his son for being useless; he couldn't even manage to restrain Helian Jue.
Perhaps because he had been talking about it so much, he actually received a memorial from the Fourth Prince.
A thick pile, filling the entire wooden box.
"Why are there so many? Has something happened in Yongzhou?"
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