Iron Dynasty

I don't know when, the fine snowflakes fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Looking up at the gray sky, Xiao Ming felt a little emotional. For him, another year has passed, and this is also the fifteenth year since he came to this world. According to the modern calendar, it should be the end of 1714. , Unconsciously, the eighteenth century has passed more than ten years.

Thanks for the mother's concern, the child will keep it in mind. Facing Concubine Zhen's worried eyes, Xiao Ming said with relief.

In any era, change requires great courage, because it will inevitably damage the interests of some groups, but if their interests are not damaged, the interests of the empire will suffer serious losses.

Xiao Ming didn't know that this decree he issued would make the conflict between him and the powerful and powerful, but if he didn't take decisive measures, everything he had done for the empire over the years would eventually be wedding dresses for others.

Coming from modern times, he has experienced the rise and fall of contemporary great powers. The Soviet Union, which was once a pole in the world, disintegrated into the past in a blink of an eye. This is enough to show that powerful force and advanced technology are not a panacea to cure all ailments.

The most important thing is the stability of the imperial system to ensure that there is no chaos within the empire.

But what Wang Chengye is doing now is a time bomb. As the people of the empire become more and more civilized, this distinction between the noble and the low will inevitably cause chaos. It is precisely when he sees this that he will take decisive measures.

Because if the situation continues to develop, the war between the rich and the poor will be inevitable. In this case, it is better to gradually weaken the various rights of the nobility, and finally resolve this contradiction gently.

However, as Concubine Zhen said, in this way, he would have to bear the dissatisfaction and resentment from the nobles.

Dingding glanced at Xiao Ming, and Concubine Zhen sighed softly, because she could see that Xiao Ming was just dealing with her, and he still had to carry it out in the end.

Shaking her head gently, she pulled Fei Yue'er and turned away.

Watching the two leave, Xiao Ming's brows stretched a little. At this time, Qian Dafu said: Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's words are not unreasonable. From now on, the Emperor should be careful. After all, this time the Emperor is dealing with someone, but A large group of people.

Clenching his fists, Xiao Ming walked out the door and let himself be bathed in the cold wind, he said loudly: I rose in the impoverished land of the six states, fought in the north and south, killed countless people, and now this throne is in the blood of Daoshan Mountain. Those who came out of the sea, I could destroy the Golden Horde, Korea, and the Japanese state. Are you afraid that you will not be able to destroy the younger generation? They better not provoke me, or I will let them understand what it is living hell.

Qian Dafu was stunned by Xiao Ming's words, looking at the more and more mature emperor in front of him, his blood boiled for a while.

The emperor is right, the emperor has never been afraid of anyone in the past ten years!

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Ming said to Qian Dafu: Let Lu Fei and Cui Shangan come to see me immediately.

Qian Dafu's heart sank. He understood that Xiao Ming was going to make arrangements in advance this time. If there was going to be trouble, the guns of the imperial army would probably be aimed at these troublesome nobles.

After answering, Qian Dafu immediately entered the telegraph room and sent telegrams to Lu Fei and Cui Shangan respectively.

...

Wang Family Courtyard.

Not long after Ge Yiren left, there was a burst of piercing crying, and all the people around were attracted by the movement here.

Zhu Wuliu's new home was opposite the Wang's compound. After hearing the cries, he arrived at the Wang's house.

Because it is opposite the door, the Zhu family is also a big family in Qingzhou. Wang Chengye and Zhu Wuliu often walk with each other, and the two can be said to be acquaintances.

What's the matter? What happened? Zhu Wuliu walked to the place where the Wang family was, looked into the house, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that there was a person hanging on the beam at this moment, not someone else, but Wang Chengye, Minister of Rites, and Zhu Wuliu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Wang Ze, what's the matter? Zhu Wuliu stammered, obviously frightened. A minister of the Ministry of Rites committed suicide at home. This is a very important event.

The thin young man kneeling and crying in front of the door was Wang Chengye's eldest son, Wang Ze, and he said in tears: After returning home, my father was in a trance, just saying that the Ministry of Rites is gone, he is a sinner through the ages, and the emperor will not give him The Wang family survived. Later we found out that he was removed from office by the emperor, and his official talisman was also removed. Later, he asked me to get a pot of wine to accompany him for a few drinks, but after I brought the wine back, he Well, he hanged himself...

Understanding the cause and effect, Zhu Wuliu sighed, and he said: Hey, this is not the case, it has been a few years since Yu Ming was dismissed by the emperor, and now he is not still good, why bother? Maybe the emperor is in a good mood. , was recalled again.

Wang Ze cried bitterly: My father has always been very good-looking, and his temperament is extreme. Being so humiliated by the emperor, he must be extremely resentful in his heart. It's all my fault. I should have thought of it...

Zhu Wuliu wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything. He couldn't blame the emperor for dismissing Wang Chengye. After all, this was a political affair, and he, a businessman, didn't need to mess around, otherwise, even though he had a big family, he would not be able to. It can't stand the crushing of the emperor's little finger.

After a few more words of consolation, Zhu Wuliu turned and left. At this time, the officials who were alerted around came to Wang's house one after another, and they were quite emotional when they saw Wang Chengye hanged himself.

Zhu Wuliu understood the cause and effect, and although he sympathized with Wang Chengye's death, he strongly supported the current emperor's decision.

Although he is now a big family in Qingzhou, his children will still be bullied by these noble families at school.

After all, scholars, peasants, businessmen, and commerce have only legally made the four classes equal, but they can still clearly feel it in their daily thoughts.

Besides, Wang Chengye is a talented person who has read poetry and books, but his son Wang Ze is an uncompromising son of a prodigal son. If such a person is an official, the local people will definitely be harmed.

Back home, Mrs. Song, Zhu Wuliu's wife, came over and asked, What's wrong with this? You're crying like a dead father, right?

Zhu Wuliu, who was sitting down and drinking tea and thinking about it, spit out the tea with a poof and said with a smile, You can say that Wang Ze's father is dead.

After all, he explained the whole story.

Song Shi sighed: It is said that this companion is like a tiger companion. Today, this matter has really come true. Hey, no wonder our eldest brother said that it is not easy to be by the emperor's side.

Of course, the emperor holds the power of life and death in the world. Whoever wants to die will die, and whoever wants to live will live. This Wang Chengye is also asking for it. He makes the emperor unhappy. Can the emperor make him happy?