"The so-called imperial mind skill is nothing more than the word 'balance'."

"It is inevitable that there are two parties, four families and a cadre of local officials in the DPRK. They form their own groups. People have private interests. They all form a party and specialize in it."

The study was simple and the candles flickered. There were several people sitting upright in the field. The one in the middle was the emperor of the current Dynasty.

There are three others, one monk, one Taoist priest and one Confucian scholar.

At this time, it was Huang Peisheng, a great Confucian from Gyeonggi, who had the word Mingde. His academic name was spread all over the world.

"Although your majesty is born with mouth disease, he has an exquisite heart. He can observe the operation of heaven and check all officials and beings."

"Ten years ago."

"The first emperor wanted to suppress aristocratic families, rich families and famous schools. If this move is successful, it will continue the longevity of the imperial court."

"However, if it is too hard, it is easy to break. If it is blindly suppressed, it will cause resistance from all forces and will not be taken by the wise."

Although the Confucian scholar's comments were not polite at first, now the emperor nodded slowly and thoughtfully.

Then he held up his pen and dipped it in ink and wrote a line of big characters on the rice paper in front of him.

"Sir, I think that the change ten years ago destroyed the lifeline of the imperial court, and this is the beginning of chaos?"

"Otherwise."

The Confucian shook his head and said, "ten years ago, there were several disasters in the world, tens of millions of people were displaced, bandits appeared, and chaos was coming."

"At that time, I remember that almost one third of the annual tax silver of the imperial court was used for disaster relief."

"Master Yanfa, is that right?"

"Amitabha."

Yanfa is the host of Baolong temple in the capital. He himself comes from the Royal Li family. His Buddhism is profound and often haunts the palace.

He nodded at the speech and said, "in those days, the tax revenue of the girder was 30 million Liang silver a year, and the disaster relief needed 8 million Liang!"

The emperor's eyes narrowed.

This figure and proportion, however, greatly surprised him.

"King Jing took action at that time. In just one year, he attracted the attention of the whole world and gained ten million liang of tax silver."

The scholar stroked his beard and smiled and continued, "moreover, all bandit armies, like rootless Ping, will not attack and break themselves."

"This is the method of prolonging life. It can't be said to be wrong!"

The emperor nodded, wrote again and wrote: "what do you think you should do?"

"Too hard is easy to break, too soft is cowardly. When kindness and power are combined, it is the king's way."

The Confucian scholar looked solemn and said, "King Jing acted too overbearing, but the last response of the first emperor was wonderful."

"By the hand of Zhenwu division, suppress the dissatisfaction of the court. Finally, with the help of King Jing's head, gather all forces and stabilize power."

"It should be noted that two of the four families facing today were promoted by the first emperor at that time and were loyal to his majesty."

"It was at that time that the nine door infantry and the commander of the capital were replaced by the people around your majesty."

"All the martial arts in the world belong to the Zhenwu division. Our military headquarters in Daliang can also take a share. Such a strong army can be worthy of a war."

“……”

The emperor smiled and nodded gently.

However, after a little meditation, he frowned again and wrote a line of big characters again.

"Since we have understood the art of 'balance' and the means of the first emperor are also inclined to pull the sky, why will chaotic times still come?"

"This..."

The great Confucian's face changed slightly, and he also shook his head.

"Your Majesty."

The Taoist aside opened his mouth at the right time: "heaven and man are transformed into life, Jiazi reincarnation, is there a long-term invincible principle between heaven and earth?"

"All dynasties wanted to extend their longevity, but people had the limit of destiny, and so did the imperial court."

"Long life, this is against the sky!"

"If your majesty understands the heart of heaven and complies with the main road, the longevity of the girder also needs to be extended by one or two Jiazi."

"If not..."

"Troubled times will come after all!"

"Amitabha."

Yanfa put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

Confucian scholars also sighed gently and showed sadness on their faces. They seemed to be powerless to do the same.

The emperor's eyes changed and finally had no choice but to throw a pen.

Seeing the change of atmosphere in the field, the Confucian immediately said, "the situation is similar to that in those years, but on the whole, it is better."

"There is only one barren year in all the roads in the world, and the situation in the DPRK and China is stable. Although there are obstacles, it is generally controllable."

"This is the reopening of the military division of the town. It will attract the attention of Jianghu forces and all officials in the court. Your majesty can stabilize the imperial power."

"Extend the longevity of Daliang for future generations."

"Yes."

The emperor nodded, wrote and asked, "Duke Wu of Zhenwu is young. I don't know if he can do it?"

"This son should not be underestimated!"

The Confucian scholar looked solemn and said, "Marquis Zhenwu has been hiding for 20 years. Once he was in power, his actions seem to have plans."

"And he can subdue the East Hall and regain power. He will not be inferior to his father in the future!"

"Well..."

The emperor's eyes flickered and thought.

…………

Zhenwu division.

There is a special reception place in the backyard.

At this time, someone came uninvited and appeared in front of Guo fan.

"Father Cao?"

The visitor was one of the eunuchs