Chapter 2991 Morning Star
Yang Heshu's eyes hardened. He looked up at the starry sky and said, "Nothing in this world is permanent. Some things cannot be rebuilt without destruction. I will take the initiative to take over this matter, not only for the sake of Dajin, but also for the sake of the clan."
He has been brought up by his family since he was young, how could he not have any feelings at all?
What he wanted was not only the interests of Dajin and his own future, but also the long-term development of his family.
At this moment, Lord Yang was also gazing up at the starry sky. His son's words before leaving echoed in his mind over and over again. "In this world, besides the starry sky, even the sea and the mountains will move, dynasties will change, not to mention that our Yang family is just a clan."
Lord Yang said, "Dynasties change, but families remain."
Yang Heshu shook his head. "Father, where did the aristocratic families come from before the Wei Dynasty? Where are the royal families of the Han Dynasty, and the royal families of the six kingdoms before that? Nothing in this world is eternal. Look at the imperial examinations His Majesty conducts every year. How many people enter the officialdom through the recommendation system?"
"But most of those who passed the imperial examinations were from our aristocratic families and noble clans."
Yang Heshu just looked at Lord Yang quietly.
Lord Yang had no choice but to admit defeat, "You are right. In recent years, most of the people His Majesty has appointed are from humble families. Even if there are children from aristocratic families, most of them are from side branches."
For example, Bai Shan, who is now the most favored by the emperor, comes from a branch of a noble family, and it is a small family at that.
The emperor seems to have recently taken a liking to employing children from minor families and has promoted several of them.
Yang Heshu asked, "Father, do you think there will be chaos in Dajin in the next twenty years?"
Lord Yang thought about it and shook his head. It used to be there, but it’s gone now.
Yang Heshu finally felt a little satisfied. "As long as the Crown Prince is alive and well, the next twenty years of Dajin will be stable. With Your Majesty's ambition and the Crown Prince's lofty aspirations, how long do you think Jiangnan can remain independent?"
"Jiangnan is not independent..."
"It's almost done," Yang Heshu said. "How different is it from independence if there's no government order? Now that His Majesty is using someone, perhaps things can be more stable. If we wait until Jiangnan is under the Crown Prince's control before we take it back, I'm afraid there will be rivers of bloodshed."
Lord Yang snorted coldly, "How dare he! Don't forget how the previous dynasty fell!"
The previous dynasty was destroyed by the joint efforts of these aristocratic families.
Yang Heshu felt a bit of a headache. "Father, do you think the present can be the same as the previous dynasty?"
Lord Yang was speechless.
Yang Heshu said, "Father, my last name is Yang, and I'm the Young Master. Do you think I would harm the Yang family?"
He said, "You've taught me since I was little that fame, wealth, and status are nothing compared to being a royal son. I still believe that today, but I want to tell you that fame, wealth, and status are nothing compared to being a royal son. Not only will Your Majesty and the court officials show no mercy, but the people we stand in our way will show no mercy to us either."
"The Yang family cannot defy fate, and neither can the noble families."
Lord Yang really wanted to say that they had defied the will of heaven thirty years ago, but...
"The previous dynasty fell because of the actions of the aristocratic families. But if the last emperor hadn't been so cruel, extravagant, and militaristic, and if people hadn't suffered so much, could the aristocratic families have instigated so many people to rebel against him?" Yang Heshu said, "The current emperor isn't extravagant, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince isn't a hedonist. While the people have various difficulties, they generally live and work in peace. How many more people could the aristocratic families recruit with a single call?"
Lord Yang was silent.
Yang Heshu said, "The original path is no longer viable. Why not try another one? Father, when it comes to aristocratic families, the Wang and Cui families are at the top, while the Guanlong family represents the royal family and the royal descendants. The Yang family lags far behind. Now is a rare opportunity. We might as well cut off our arms and start anew."
Lord Yang rubbed his forehead with his hand, driving his son out of his mind and trying hard not to think about him. He turned around irritably and sat behind the desk wanting to read a book, but found that he couldn't read a single word, so he stood up again with a thump.
The long-servant heard the noise and pushed the door open to ask, "My Lord, are you ready to rest?"
"No need to sleep!" Lord Yang didn't want to sleep at all. He simply walked out and started walking around his own garden.
The long-servant couldn't quite understand his master's behavior. It was late at night, and although the garden was cool, there were many insects. Why would he go to the garden in the dark?
But he still went forward, holding the lantern to light the way. Lord Yang thought with his hands behind his back, how could his son's action be a hope for rebirth after losing his arm? It was completely a hope for Nirvana and rebirth.
After Jiangnan was conquered, the emperor would certainly take action against the Central Plains families and even the Guanlong nobles. It was impossible for a family to be completely dependent on the royal family. They should have their own character.
Lord Yang naturally knew that he could not defeat the powerful, but he did not want to lose his pride.
He stopped, pricked up his ears, and asked his attendant, "I seem to hear the sound of reading. Who is reading?"
The long-servant also listened and said hurriedly: "It should be the eldest grandmother who is teaching the young master to read."
Lord Yang lowered his eyes and thought, then he exhaled and said, "It's late, let's go back and rest."
But halfway through, he added, "Mrs. Cui isn't feeling well. Tomorrow, take someone to tell her to take her children to live on the farm. Send her some extra people... well, ask her who she wants to take with her, and bring along the servants from Changbo's room and study."
The long-time attendant agreed.
Lord Yang said, "The child is still young, so she should teach him by herself first. When he is older next year, I will find him a good teacher."
Lord Yang returned to the main room and saw the light on. He turned and went to the study, "I'll sleep in the study tonight."
But he wasn't sleepy at all.
The attendant was his confidant and seemed to know what he was struggling with. He climbed up from the footrest and poured him a glass of water. "Master, do you agree with what I said?"
Lord Yang sighed, "Of course I know that the times are changing. The country, the aristocratic families, and the imperial power all need to change, but the Yang family can just follow the flow. When everyone else is changing, why force ourselves to stand out like this?"
"But he can't wait and insists on taking the lead. I'm his father, what can I do?" I could only agree.
Lord Yang felt very uncomfortable and anxious, as if he was being roasted by fire, but he suppressed his temper and said, "Send a message back to the clan and ask for more people to come. There is no need to go into the city, go directly to the farm and protect Cui mother and son."
All he could do was to protect Cui's mother and son when Yang Heshu fell into the whirlpool. As for more, Lord Yang had already anticipated it. If the matter did not get out of hand, it would be fine. If it got out of hand, he might not be able to continue as the patriarch.
Yang Heshu took a nap. When he woke up, it was already dawn, but there were still many stars in the sky. He looked up at the starry sky and saw the brightest morning star at a glance.
Wan Tian yawned quietly, and seeing the young master looking at the stars again, he couldn't help but sigh, "Aren't all stars the same?"
Yang Heshu smiled and said, "Stars are also different. Although they are all bright, some stars are particularly bright. They stand in front of all the stars and lead them to shine."
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(End of this chapter)
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