"It's raining."
In a mansion somewhere in the capital, a group of famous officials and representatives of several prominent families in the capital were gathered together.
Looking at the sudden heavy rain outside, everyone looked a little amused.
One of the representatives of an aristocratic family happened to be sitting by the window. He looked rather lazy. He smiled and stretched his hand out the window, letting the rain wet his palm. He said jokingly, "It seems that this disaster is really caused by Prime Minister Cui. He just died, and now the rain has fallen."
"Humph, the connection between heaven and man is not just empty talk."
A famous Confucian scholar snorted in displeasure upon hearing this.
The other celebrities also nodded.
Another representative of the noble family said slowly, "I'm afraid this may not be a good thing."
"Of course it's a good thing. Even though the rain came a little late, at least we won't have a complete crop failure."
Another famous Confucian scholar thought that the man was talking about the rain, so he looked up at the rain outside the window and sighed slightly.
The representative of the noble family chuckled, "You have misunderstood, Mr. Yu. I wasn't talking about the rain, but what it represents."
He glanced at everyone and said, "Have you all forgotten the story of King Sejong?"
Everyone's expression changed when they heard his words, and they immediately understood what he meant.
What story?
It's nothing more than a disaster for the country, comparable to the execution of the prime minister.
Speaking of His Majesty Emperor Taizong, he is definitely the most influential emperor in the history of the Qin Dynasty, even above the Qin Taizu.
There are many different opinions about his merits, demerits, praise and criticism.
Apart from anything else, the aristocratic families in the world both respected and feared Emperor Sejong.
Even though so many years have passed and several generations have passed, people still can't help but change color when it is mentioned.
There is no way around it, because Emperor Sejong was too cruel to the aristocratic families.
Speaking of Sejong, someone said in a trance: "Come to think of it, His Majesty Sejong and the current emperor do have some similarities."
As soon as this person said this, he immediately attracted the sneers of those around him, "Stop talking nonsense, how can the current little emperor be compared with His Majesty Sejong!
Although His Majesty Sejong did kill too many people and suppressed many of our families, even so, we have to admit that he was truly a great emperor with great talent and strategy, even surpassing Taizu.
Even now, although our Great Qin has declined, it still maintains its martial virtues and makes the barbarians in all directions dare not look at it directly. This is all thanks to Yu Ze.
How can the young emperor compare with that person?"
When he said this, everyone laughed. Even the one who had said "similar" earlier felt a little embarrassed and forced an explanation: "I didn't say anything else. I just said that the current emperor and Sejong both had powerful ministers at the beginning of their reign. They only gained control of the government after eliminating them. Aren't they very similar?"
"Pfft, there are too many similarities like this."
Hearing him say this, the person next to him laughed again, shook his head and said with some contempt: "Although it is true that they were all powerful ministers at the beginning of the reign, can Cui Cen be compared with Wang Fen back then?
Wang Fen was truly powerful in the court at that time. Not only was he well-known among the people, but all the officials in the court were under his control. Even when Emperor Sejong wanted to remove one or two minor officials, he had to ask, "Have you removed all the officials? I also want to remove officials." What power he had!
Cui Cen and his ilk are timid and timid, with only a few private soldiers at their disposal, and no soldiers at all. How can they be compared to him?"
"hehe……"
Everyone couldn't help but chuckle when they heard this.
Seeing this, the man couldn't help but shake his head and sneered, "The young emperor today may have eliminated the powerful ministers, but it's not certain whether he can control the government.
Not to mention that the rebellion of seven kings in the southeast has not yet been quelled, even though it has rained, the disaster has not been eliminated. At most, this year's summer grain harvest will not be a complete failure.
Even for those refugees who have lost their land, if our family doesn't take over, what can he do with them?"
Having said this, the man leaned back complacently and said slowly, "Besides, our family is no longer what it used to be.
The little emperor actually wants to extort money and food from us. Humph, do you really think we will let him do whatever he wants?"
When everyone heard this, their expressions became serious, because this was the reason why they were gathered here today.
Someone frowned and said, "Nangong Jun is saying that we should not hand over the money and grain we requested before. I'm afraid that's not a good idea, right?"
The man known as Nangong Jun sneered upon hearing this, "Of course. Do you really want to accept this blackmail?"
"Isn't this equivalent to directly breaking off relations with the Emperor?"
Someone couldn't help but say with some worry after hearing this.
Although the emperor had sold human heads directly in front of the palace gate before, it still made them feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, they were endorsing the emperor at the time, although it was passive and they were suspected of being deceived.
But in the end, he didn't get any benefits and was even blackmailed. He didn't really react at the time. After all, being blackmailed is better than being directly arrested or killed.
But looking back, I feel something is not right.
The more I think about it, the more disgusted I feel.
But if they really wanted to default on the debt, everyone would feel embarrassed and worried that they would really anger the emperor.
Nangong Jun smiled and said, "You are overthinking it. I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you, but I think we should be able to tell you when and how to give it. After all, our family isn't that wealthy, is it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but whisper to each other.
Only the old man sitting at the very top, with his hands resting on the top of his red sandalwood cane, had his eyes slightly closed, and said nothing as if he was asleep.
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