Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 550 Uprising
If they wanted to leave, Li Yuan would certainly not let them go easily, but if he wanted to do it now, that would probably not be an easy task.

The children of aristocratic families cannot be killed with just one word, because Li Yuan himself is a child of aristocratic families, and 90% of the officials in the court are also children of aristocratic families. If they are all killed with one sword, then who knows what kind of trouble will arise.

Even though the imperial court over there had been messed up by Xia Lin, he didn't dare to deal with it all at once, and had to do it bit by bit.

Moreover, Li Yuan knew that as long as he started to take action, the world would inevitably be divided. After all, no one was willing to be killed, and they would definitely struggle.

Isn't this how the separatist regimes emerged in the late Jin Dynasty?

To bring the whole country together again requires a heroic leader to make plans and work hard for several generations. To expect one or a few people to accomplish this is simply a pipe dream.

"If he turns back, he will be bitten back."

Li Yuan supported his hands on his knees. In front of him sat a person who took everyone by surprise. That person was Ma Zhou, the Minister of the Chancellery of Wei State.

Ma Zhou was ordered to go on a diplomatic mission to Li Tang. Although the two countries were enemies, Li Tang said that Emperor Jingtai obtained the country in an illegitimate way, and Tian Wei said that Emperor Wude was immoral and plotted treason, but the new Xianyang cost a huge amount of 10 million taels of silver, and who would feel bad about spending money? So everyone cursed, but privately the delegation was led by Shangshu Ling Ma Zhou himself to go on a diplomatic mission to Li Tang to negotiate economic and trade.

Neither country would kill envoys when at war, let alone the other side's prime minister, so the standard of reception was naturally very high, and Li Yuan even had a secret talk in person.

As they chatted, they came to the topic of how Xia Lin had crippled the Western Turks in one fell swoop, and that it was estimated that the army was about to march towards the Western Turkic royal court.

At the end of the conversation, Li Yuan directly concluded that Xia Lin would suffer a backlash in the future.

It has to be said that Li Yuan had a very good judgment. Although he had many bad faults in history, he was, after all, the man who founded the Li Tang Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with this. If he had not lost to Li Shimin in the Battle of Xuanwu Gate, he would have been a pretty good emperor.

But the question is not whether he is right or wrong, the root of the problem lies with the emperor. As long as there is an emperor, there will inevitably be some problems. Why have the aristocratic families existed for thousands of years, and why have the emperors of successive dynasties both relied on them and tried to suppress them? To put it bluntly, it is a problem of the root of the times.

The emperor is a human being, and he also has a huge family. If this family needs to be passed down, it must develop its own power. Even if it is a small official, as long as it can rely on the imperial power and gain the trust of the royal family, it can become a large and complex family in just a few generations.

In the end, the so-called suppression of the noble families is nothing more than suppressing the noble families that "infringe on their own interests". In the end, they still want to support the noble families that are "beneficial to themselves". Can this succeed? Of course not.

Not only that, but the fundamental reason for almost all dynasty cycles over thousands of years is that these new and old nobles have locked the means of production in their own hands, making it impossible to divide them, and ultimately they have to start over with a reshuffle.

What Xia Lin is doing now is to expose the underwear of a dynasty in advance. Tian Wei has exposed it, which has led to a huge fiscal deficit crisis for Tian Wei, and it has to turn to Li Tang for help.

Li Tang is currently being overthrown. Although it is not the end yet, from the signs that have emerged now, it can be seen that if it continues like this, Li Tang will soon be in chaos.

Li Yuan was so worried that his head seemed to be smoking.

"One is a long-term pain, the other is a short-term pain. Now it's all right. They are all in front of you and me. I think Emperor Jingtai knows in his heart what such a person is going to do."

"Yes." Ma Zhou did not hide any emotion: "The Emperor of Wei is also clear in his mind."

"He couldn't kneel down."

Li Yuan said this with some regret and pain, slamming the table: "He refused to kneel before the emperor! Alas... if he could agree with me, he would definitely create a prosperous era."

Seeing him beating his feet and stamping his chest, Ma Zhou's face still had no expression. He just sat there and took a sip of the teacup. At this moment, the light in the study was dim. The eunuch wanted to turn on the lamp but was stopped by Li Yuan.

"In one day, he can wipe out 80,000 elite Turkic troops. Isn't Emperor Jingtai afraid?"

"afraid."

"Yes, I am afraid. I am afraid too. But what can I do?" Li Yuan raised his head slightly: "The only one I can rely on right now is him. I can only use him to build a wall between the emperor and the aristocratic families."

Ma Zhou's brows relaxed slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Then I wonder what His Majesty the Emperor of Tang wants?"

"I don't want to do anything. He will have to go back at that time. In the end, this problem still needs to be solved by you guys."

Ma Zhou did not continue to speak, but he knew that Li Yuan had obviously underestimated Xia Lin. Why did Ma Zhou volunteer to lead the team to Chang'an this time? Was it just for some cement and stone? He came with Xia Lin's instructions to suppress a rebellion here, on the land of Li Tang, as the prime minister of Tian Wei.

But he didn't tell Li Yuan anything, because this was an important plan for their group to gain the right to speak in Chang'an after Nanjing.

Xia Lin once told Ma Zhou in detail the importance of discourse power. The three weapons - the gun, the pen and the scale - must be in one's own hands at all times and in all circumstances.

A true man not only fights and dies in blood, but also brings peace to the world.

"Well, I have said too much today. Prime Minister Ma has just arrived in Chang'an, and I shouldn't have said all this. Prime Minister Ma should go and have a good rest. There are still many things to do later. I hope Prime Minister Ma can take good care of the affairs of Xincheng. Although there is a gap between the two countries now, they are both countries in the Central Plains, so we should still put the overall situation first."

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Tang is very righteous, and I admire you. I will take my leave now."

Ma Zhou got up and left. Li Yuan sat alone behind his drowsy desk and watched him leave. Naturally, Li Yuan felt helpless.

However, he knew that this was the first time that Xia Lin showed his strength, and this time he showed his sword to shock not only the northern barbarians, but also the various forces in the Central Plains.

When they went to bed at night, they would touch their chests and ask themselves whether they had the ability to defeat the main force of the Turks, which was a mix of infantry and cavalry and was well-equipped, within a day.

Or turn around and see if the group of jealous soldiers under your command can withstand the opponent's wave of charge.

Even the world-famous Black Armor Elite Cavalry could not survive Xia Lin's repeated attacks.

The Black Armor Elite Cavalry had no fear of charging 100,000 infantry, but they would be in no position to charge 30,000 heavy infantry, not to mention that Xia Lin had heavy cavalry! And everyone in the world knew that Fuliang's armor had always been selling light, strong, impervious to water and fire, and able to withstand the blows of bone balls. That was what they sold. It was said that their own armor was more terrifying than the ones sold outside, weighing only 30% of ordinary armor, but its defensive ability was so low that even a powerful crossbow could only sigh.

With such a fighting force, what would happen if he turned his guns around? What on earth was he thinking at the moment? Proclaiming himself king? Usurping the throne? It didn't seem like that at all.

But in fact, Li Yuan could tell from the reactions of the officials in the court that under normal circumstances, if any general had a little momentum, they would want to form a 442 formation to kick him. But after Xia Lin built the Jingguan, the entire court was silent.

This fully illustrates one thing: when others may accuse you of disrupting the government, you'd better have the ability to do so...

Of course, when he came to the north, Li Yuan himself was full of confidence and excitement, saying that he could finally get rid of a major helper on Tian Wei's side. But later he found that after Xia Lin left, Tian Wei was not nervous but excited instead, with firecrackers ringing.

He should have noticed it at that time, but he didn't. It's a pity that Hsin Xiaoqi is not here now, otherwise Li Yuan would definitely drink a glass of wine, smoke a cigarette, and sing "Understanding" all day long.

After he personally coaxed and deceived Xia Lin to Chang'an, he actually realized his mistake. Xia Lin was the chemotherapy in the medical world, and he didn't care whether the cells were cancerous or not.

But this is the only way for now, I will take it slow in the future. By then, maybe I will have to conspire with Tian Wei, who hates Xia Lin, because of Xia Lin...

At the same time, the noble families in Chang'an certainly couldn't leave so easily. If they couldn't do anything to Xia Lin, how could they not do anything to the city of Chang'an?

At this critical juncture, the underground forces in Chang'an City surged, and some people began to take action.

First, someone in Chang'an went to Hexi to find an orphan with a magnificent face, secretly taught him Sanskrit hand gestures, burned a swastika birthmark on his neck with medicine, and announced to the public that "the ground in Hexi cracked and the Ashoka Stupa appeared, and this child is sitting on the Padmasambhava." There was even a Western Hu monk who shouted in public: "This is the incarnation of Maitreya predicted in the Great Cloud Sutra!"

Afterwards, he even booked three brothels in Beiqu and ordered his secret agents to pretend to be merchants, farmers, and scholars. Whenever they met someone, they would sigh, "I saw Buddha's light rising to the sky on Suzaku Street last night. I heard that a new Buddha has come to the world to save people from disasters!"

During this period, he supported a bankrupt businessman from Persia and allowed him to buy corn from a certain Longxi manor on credit. He asked him to transport the rice to Chang'an, secretly mixed it with Guanyin soil, and set up a "Amitabha Buddha Porridge Stall" in Yanzuofang. After the hungry people ate, their stomachs swelled like drums, and the evil witch doctor took the opportunity to chant incantations to "detoxify", but in fact he fed them croton laxatives to create miracles.

He also ordered the kiln to quietly cast a copper coin with the inscription "Maitreya Tongbao" on the front and a small image of Maitreya on the back. Anyone who holds this coin can use it as "incense money" by paying one out of nine for prostitution at the Pingkangfang kiln.

In short, these things began to flourish overnight. No one knew where they came from, let alone how they became popular. Anyway, within just a few days, they became popular everywhere and became weird.

But Li Yuan didn't know about this at all, because the officials under him "treated it as a trivial matter" and no one reported it...

(End of this chapter)