Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

"Peaceful? You mean peaceful?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he laughed when he heard what Lu Chang said. He walked up to him, squatted down, stared at him, and said in a cold voice: "The treacherous minister Hu Weiyong deceived the emperor and usurped power, colluded with foreign enemies, formed a party to plot rebellion, and almost became the emperor for us!"

"Tell me, where is there any peace?"

The roar of the dragon echoed throughout the hall.

If it were someone else, they would have been scared to death.

At this time, Lü Chang somehow found the courage to face Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "Your Majesty, there are treacherous ministers, but there are also many wise ones. For example, Shang Yang of Qin, Xiao He of Han, Wei Zheng of Tang, and Wang Anshi of Song. If a dynasty does not have a prime minister to assist in the administration, how can the imperial power be exercised alone?"

"What nonsense!" Old Zhu pointed at Lu Chang's old face and cursed. "If an emperor cannot do without a prime minister, then this emperor is stupid. Let me tell you, from now on, not only me, but the Ming Dynasty will no longer need a prime minister!"

"I sit in the court and govern the country. I directly manage the military and government, communicate with the upper and lower levels, and avoid those prime ministers causing trouble. What, do you think I don't have the ability to do this?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Chang was completely panicked. He didn't care about being sprayed in the face by Zhu Yuanzhang. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Your Majesty has this ability, it is more than enough. My emperor is a holy monarch. When a holy monarch is in power, there will naturally be no worries for generations."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression eased a little, but he didn't expect the old man Lu Chang to change the subject.

"But, but what I am worried about is that there is no guarantee that all the rulers of future generations will be sage rulers. Forgive me for being so bold, but if a hundred years later, our Ming Dynasty has a weak ruler, or even a despotic ruler, what should we do? At that time, who will assist the weak ruler, and who will control the despotic ruler?" Lu Chang kowtowed heavily.

"You old bastard, how dare you insult our future emperor!" Zhu Yuanzhang was furious. Lu Chang was right about this point. In the Ming Dynasty, there were indeed not only weak emperors, but also incompetent emperors, and there were more than one of them.

"I dare not, I absolutely dare not!" Lu Chang could only kowtow continuously, and finally the bluestone bricks of the Fengtian Hall were knocked out and bled.

"Your Majesty, you know in your heart that I am only protecting the prime minister system for the sake of the Ming Dynasty and for Your Majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Lü Chang, whose forehead was covered in blood, and knew that he was also devoted to the country, so his anger dissipated a little. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. I have made up my mind. Let's not discuss this matter anymore."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Since I am a minister in the court, I must give advice for the country, otherwise it would be disloyalty. In this matter, I must give advice again and again until Your Majesty grants my approval!"

"Why are you guys so pedantic? I've already said that you are not allowed to make further suggestions."

"Your Majesty, this matter concerns the great cause of the Ming Dynasty and the longevity of the imperial dynasty! Even though I am old-fashioned, I will still make suggestions on this matter. When I go to court tomorrow, I will submit a memorial to make suggestions!"

To make a death-defying remonstration is tantamount to a fight to the death.

Zhu Yuanzhang was about to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped immediately.

If you seek benevolence, you will get benevolence. Since that’s the case, then we will help you.

"Mao Xiang!" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a cold expression.

"I'm here." Mao Xiang walked out from the shadow of the hall and spoke.

"Take Lord Lu down!"

"I obey my orders."

Zhu Biao, who was standing by, changed his expression slightly when he saw this. If the man fell into the hands of the Jinyiwei, there would be no hope for him. He was not naive enough to think that his father really just wanted Mao Xiang to take Lu Chang away out of kindness.

He was about to speak, but Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have anticipated what Zhu Biao was going to say, and said, "Don't plead for Lu Chang. We have given him many chances. He is asking for his own death and cannot blame others."

"Don't worry. He wants to be a minister of remonstrance, and leave his name in history after his death. He wants me to bear this bad name, but I won't help him."

"But father, Lord Lu is a loyal minister after all, and he is doing this for the good of our Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand to stop Zhu Biao from speaking further.

"I know what you said, but the prime minister system must be abolished. This is what truly concerns the eternal prosperity of our Ming Dynasty. In this matter, Zhilan is in power and must be removed." After saying this, Zhu Yuanzhang strode away, leaving Zhu Biao alone in the hall.

On the road to becoming emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang taught Zhu Biao another lesson.

This is the way of the emperor.

There is no emotion, everything is just for the country.

It was not until the situation on the front line was settled a few days ago that Zhu Yuanzhang began to truly settle accounts with Hu Weiyong for his treason.

It was just minor fights before.

For a time, the entire Kyoto court was in a bloody storm.

Those Jinyiwei were like wolves that had been locked in a cage and starved for three days and were just released. If they had the slightest connection with Hu Weiyong, they would be like smelling blood and would not stop until they bit off a big piece of the other person's flesh.

Every day, officials were taken away directly by the Jinyiwei.

Some of these officials were working in their own offices the moment before, and some were even eating or sleeping. The next moment, they were taken away by the Jinyiwei who suddenly broke in and were thrown into prison without any interrogation.

This is the imperial prison of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Duke Yang's Mansion.

Yang Xian sent Zhu Biao away.

From the conversation just now, we can tell that Zhu Biao obviously holds a different opinion from his father on the issue of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Therefore, Zhu Biao naturally had some opinions about Zhu Yuanzhang's behavior of implicating others in recent days, so he came to Duke Yang's mansion to talk to Yang Xian.

"Is this okay?" Looking at the direction Zhu Biao left, Wang Yuemin showed a worried look on his face.

Yang Xian looked back at Wang Yuemin, reached out and held her hand, and said softly, "It's okay."

In Yang Xian's opinion, Crown Prince Zhu Biao was indeed very outstanding and would definitely become a wise ruler in the future. However, in Zhu Yuanzhang's opinion, he was still not ruthless enough.

Of course, this is a good thing in Zhu Yuanzhang's view.

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to do all the things that needed to be done while he was in power.

He will be the evil one.

"I wonder how many people will be affected in the end this time, and how many civil and military officials in the court will be able to escape." Wang Yuemin sighed.

Yang Xian knew that a full 30,000 people were killed in the Hu Weiyong case. If the number of people imprisoned, interrogated, and exiled was included, the number would be even more exaggerated.

Yang Xian said: "The blood that has been shed could probably dye the entire Qinhuai River red."

Wang Yuemin seemed to be imagining that scene. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Thinking about it this way, I have some respect for the former Prime Minister Li Shanchang who has long left Kyoto."

Yang Xian nodded.

Although in the original time and space, Li Shanchang ultimately failed to escape Zhu's butcher knife, he had done everything he could.

In the end, we can only say that it is fate that cannot be defied. (End of this chapter)