Father can be an enemy to the country

"Ouch..." Liu Xiang put down the tea tray and ran outside to vomit.

"This kid doesn't know how good food tastes." Dao Yan retracted his hand and handed it to Liu Bowen: "It's specially cooked for you. After eating it, you won't be afraid of the cold."

"You can eat it yourself." Liu Bowen thanked him and said, "I have been a vegetarian for many years and there is no need for meat and fish."

"You really don't want to eat?"

"Nonsense, what a good thing..." Old Liu rolled his eyes. His reputation cannot be ruined by a piece of shit.

"I don't know how good food tastes." Dao Yan curled his lips and ate it with relish. While eating, he praised: "It's salty and fragrant. Even the egg yolk is salty. I still want to eat one... …”

"Then you just eat them all." Liu Bowen said angrily: "Why do you want to be a monk if you are so harsh? Come back to secular life."

"That's not possible. Thanks to the blessing of Donor Liu, the poor monk finally found a monk's position in Tianjie Temple. He finally eats the royal food. How can he return to secular life?" Daoyan stuffed boiled eggs with boy's urine into his mouth and murmured. He said, "Didn't that poor monk achieve nothing?"

"Stop pretending to be a good boy here." Liu Bowen sneered: "Last year, Chen Qianfu and Yu Xi's gang caused trouble, and you were also involved in it, right?"

"What an injustice!" Dao Yan said, spraying egg yolk foam from his mouth: "Just because they are also from Suzhou, we cannot arbitrarily conclude that the young monk was also involved!"

"Aren't the eleven people you and Gao Qi were the leaders of Suzhou Shilin?" Liu Bowen said lightly: "Chen Qianfu is Gao Qi's close friend. Don't tell me that you are not familiar with each other."

"We're familiar with each other, but if we don't agree with each other, the poor monk has long drawn a clear line with them." Dao Yan smiled bitterly and said: "Those idiots just don't listen to advice. How many times have I told them, the Hongwu Dynasty's They are not as good as dogs for civil servants. At least the dogs can look after the emperor's house, and they will bite people when they are anxious."

"As for these civil servants, they can't defend their country by force, and they can't manage the world and benefit the people by writing. They only have bad habits brought about by the previous dynasty." He said with a disdainful smile:

"How can a country be governed well by such a group of bugs who know nothing, understand nothing, and only know the Three Principles and Five Constant Rules and moral preaching?"

"Such Confucian officials are nothing more than glamorous decorations. From the imperial court to local governments, yamen at all levels would be the same with or without them. Why do you think the emperor cares about them?"

"Yes." Liu Bowen nodded deeply and said: "Ten years of hard work will not allow Confucian scholars to understand the most basic tasks such as river engineering and water transportation, searching for hidden households, and collecting corvees."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Furthermore, key information such as the local population, land, land, and financial resources are all in the hands of the subordinate clerks and clerks, and things have to be handled by subordinate officials. That's why some people say , The emperor actually shares the world with his subordinates. Officials are just sent by the court to supervise the work of the subordinates on behalf of the emperor."

"Right, the civil servants of the Hongwu Dynasty are not that important." Dao Yan said with a smile: "So the emperor is afraid of offending the generals, the army, the people, and even the subordinate officials, but he is not afraid of offending them... You said they What are you making a fuss about? Wouldn’t it be true that the more you jump around, the faster you’ll die?”

"Alas..." Liu Bowen let out a long sigh and said, "Masters Gonggun, you, a monk, can't see it clearly. You always feel that you are very important, but in fact they are not that important at all."

"There's nothing I can do. The authorities are obsessed, but the poor monk is just a bystander." Dao Yan ate eight boys' urine eggs in a row. He choked and rolled his eyes. He quickly picked up the teapot, poured it into his mouth and drank a lot, and then he breathed comfortably. :

"If the poor monks were replaced in their position, they would feel that they are very important and cannot do without them. But in fact, replacing them all will not affect the country's taxation and operation."

As he spoke, he chuckled and said: "Besides, this poor monk really doesn't care about such small fights. If I want to do it, I'll do something big and earth-shattering."

"You have a big appetite..." Liu Bowen looked at the egg skins he peeled all over the floor and said with a bitter smile with a pun.

"That's right." In front of Liu Bowen, Dao Yan said without any concealment: "A real man has lived a vigorous life, how can he be like Chen Qianfu and his gang, doing some disgraceful things?"

"You are really..." Liu Bowen looked at him dumbfounded and said, "You are unique. If you were born in troubled times, it would really be possible to make a career."

"It's a pity that I came out too late..." Dao Yan said depressedly: "The emperor conquered the country too quickly."

"I can't help it. Who wants me to be here?" Liu Bowen said calmly.

"Uh..." Dao Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "The old gentleman is in a good mood, and he is already joking. It seems that the death of Mr. Hu must have been your handiwork, otherwise you wouldn't have So easy."

"I don't know what you are talking about..." Liu Bowen is better than the current Dao Yan in this point. No matter how accurate the other party's guess is, there is no evidence and he just refuses to admit it.

Because in addition to being a wise man, he is also a politician who has gone through many hardships...and Daoyan is nothing.

"Mr. Qingtian is so cautious." Of course Dao Yan understood his thoughts and couldn't help but praise: "I want to learn from you, a poor monk."

As he spoke, he asked seriously: "I wonder what your instructions are, sir, when you call this poor monk?"

It turned out that Liu Bowen had asked him to come. No wonder he was so confident that he would definitely get in.

"We'll talk about that later." Liu Bowen waved his hand and said: "Let's continue the topic we just talked about. You said that the civil servants of the Hongwu Dynasty were not important, and the subordinate officials were more important than them... I heard what you meant, right? Be optimistic about the civil servants’ resistance this time.”

"Of course I'm not optimistic about it. Killing them all won't have much impact. How can they fight against it?" Dao Yan pointed to the door and said:

"You, an old gentleman who doesn't care about worldly things, have come to our door asking for help. How out of touch do you think they are?"

As he spoke, he changed the subject and said: "Of course, the emperor cannot kill them all. At least until the Imperial College students come to take over, they will still have to rely on them to run the court and take charge of the place. If they can really come up with a plan to kill them all, If you have the courage to go forward and sacrifice your life for righteousness, I estimate that one or two of their four demands may be realized."

"Can't everything be realized?" Liu Bowen asked with a smile.

"Of course not. The emperor has overthrown everything one, two, three and four. So who is the emperor?" Dao Yan said with a smile: "Who can have the final say in the Ming Dynasty? It's not those civil servants anyway... But I estimate that the emperor In the end, I will agree to one or two things and make a compromise."

As he spoke, he smiled and said: "This is the conspiracy of the Emperor and His Highness the King of Chu - since any one of these reforms will make the Confucian scholars rebel, why not launch the three reforms at the same time? Then pull it off The Confucius Temple must be saved if we attack it, let’s see how they choose?”

p.s. Let me report that a new outline has been sorted out. The original story line based on the contradictions of the characters has been changed into a story line based on reform and development, and the result is unexpectedly relevant. Give me a few more days to design the story, and then I can resume regular updates.