"Some people say they are conservative, but I don't think so. I call those who oppose them vested interests. What are vested interests?"
"They benefit from the existing rules and regulations, so they're reluctant to let go, and naturally become conservative. They want to maintain the status quo and don't want to change. Because under this system, they benefit the most, so why should they change?"
"Just like ordinary people, I have 500 mu of good irrigated land, so I will naturally protect it and will never sell it easily."
"Innovation means change, and it means some people's interests will be harmed. These people who suffer are the vested interests, and they will stand up and oppose it. They will clamor loudly, just like they are now. They will constantly throw mud at you and tarnish your reputation. They will cause trouble for you with the new policies, and even attack you personally."
Zhu Youxiao smiled at this and glanced at Han Yu and the others. He continued, "It is precisely because of this that many times reformers cannot withstand this pressure and will fall apart, and the reform will fail."
"After the failure of innovation, these vested interests will not stop. They want to nip all dangers in the bud and get rid of all the innovators who want to take advantage of them. Therefore, there is no good end for the innovators."
"Of course, there are exceptions. For example, if the emperor wanted to appease their anger, he would choose to kill the reformer. For example, Shang Yang's farming and warfare policy was not abolished, but his people died."
"Thus, every reformer throughout history has been determined to die. For example, Zhang Juzheng probably never imagined that he would suffer such a tragic end after his death."
Zhu Youxiao's words were full of meaning, and there was a hint of amusement in his gaze towards Han Yu and the others.
Of course, he wasn't here to watch the fun out of petty motives, nor was he here to see Wei Zhongxian beat people out. He really had something to say.
As for whether Han Yu and the others believed it or not, Zhu Youxiao didn't want to say anything. Because no matter whether they believed it or not, Zhu Youxiao himself believed it anyway.
Han Yu and the other three looked at each other. They certainly understood what His Majesty meant.
In fact, they knew this matter very well, and they knew what happened to Shang Yang.
They also knew the fate of a man in the Han Dynasty, Chao Cuo, who also met a miserable end.
They were clearly doing the right thing, but it didn't end well. They knew what was going on, but after hearing His Majesty's words, they still felt a little strange.
Just at this moment, action started outside.
Countless Dongchang thugs rushed out, waving wooden sticks in their hands and rushing towards the crowd. Without any hesitation, they beat anyone they saw.
In an instant, the entire Xiyuan gate was in chaos, and countless people began to struggle and retreat after being hit by a few sticks.
However, their movements were not as fast as those of the Dongchang guards. Many people fell under the wooden sticks, and the blood dyed the land red in an instant.
Some people were so scared that they trembled and ran back, some people screamed and rushed forward, and some people had red eyes and shouted that they would fight to the death, and fought with the barbarians.
Zhu Youxiao saw that one of them had his head hit by a guard from the East Factory. After falling to the ground, he was still trying to resist and was beaten severely with several sticks.
At this moment, Zhu Youxiao also knew that these sticks were not only breaking the heads of these officials, but also some things belonging to himself as the emperor.
From this moment on, his reputation will plummet, and this will be clearly recorded in history.
I have finally embarked on the path of a tyrant, and I guess this kind of statement will appear in the near future.
At the same time, these sticks smashed down and broke some old things.
There is a saying that goes, "No destruction, no construction."
How can we build the new without breaking down the old?
It is easy to establish a new system, but it is not so easy to establish new people's hearts.
Zhu Youxiao turned around, looked at the four people behind him, and said slowly: "I am not Song Renzong. The Ming Dynasty is not the Song Dynasty. My four beloved ministers, feel free to do what you want. The worst result is that I will not let you become Zhang Juzheng, let alone Chao Cuo. At most, you will become Wang Anshi."
After saying this, Zhu Youxiao walked into the West Garden.
The expression on his face was calm, and his steps were unusually firm, without even a moment's pause.
Behind Zhu Youxiao, outside the gate of Xiyuan, the sounds of beating and wailing continued, but he became more and more determined as he walked.
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