Chapter 77: In terms of murderous nature, Zhu Gang can be compared with Chang Yuchun (Please order first!)
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"If Hu Weiyong had been half as prudent and cautious as Han Gong, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

Zhu Biao looked at Hu Weiyong's receding figure through the carved window lattice, and then he spoke slowly, with a hint of regret in his words.

Hu Weiyong was indeed a great talent, but he had no heart for his country and was only interested in power, so Zhu Biao felt a little regretful.

It is a pity that such a great talent cannot be used by me or by the Ming Dynasty.

"Since ancient times, kings have been required to be tolerant of others, but for such officials who wantonly make friends with court officials and violate the rules of civil and military affairs, let alone the old man."

"Even the kings of all dynasties cannot tolerate this."

Zhu Biao was still leaning leisurely on the back of the chair, and just now he spoke softly.

"If Hu Weiyong does a good job in this mission, I can leave a bloodline for him at my discretion."

Zhu Biao naturally understood what Zhu Gang meant, and then nodded.

"Nine clans still need to be executed?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Gang frowned and said.

"The prime minister system should be abolished. As for the crimes committed by Hu Weiyong, it is not excessive to execute all nine generations of his clan."

Zhu Biao was slightly stunned, but still nodded.

As the right prime minister of the Secretariat, Hu Weiyong was the top civil servant.

However, he secretly made friends with generals and nobles who held military power. This alone was enough to charge Hu Weiyong with the death penalty for treason.

The punishment of killing nine generations of the clan was indeed not excessive, especially since it was only one of the crimes Hu Weiyong committed.

Moreover, Zhu Biao had already shown leniency and was prepared to leave a bloodline for Hu Weiyong, which would have been very fair to Hu Weiyong.

"I don't agree with killing all the clans."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gang still waved his hand.

"What do you mean?"

There was a flash of doubt in Zhu Biao's eyes, and he asked Zhu Gang directly.

"There was too much killing."

Zhu Gang thought about it and shook his head.

"??!"

In response to this, a big question mark appeared on Zhu Biao's forehead, and he looked at Zhu Gang with a confused look on his face.

Too much killing??!
If these words came from someone else, Zhu Biao might have considered them a little, but today he heard these words from you, Zhu Gang, and Zhu Biao really broadened his horizons.

When it comes to murderous nature, in the entire Ming Dynasty, except for the murderous god Chang Yuchun, who can compare to Zhu Gang?

Moreover, not to mention how many Northern Yuan cavalry Zhu Gang killed in the battle, even if he said "those who disobey the king's orders will be killed" he slaughtered tens of thousands of Northern Yuan soldiers!
The name of "King Zhu Gang of Jin" echoed across the grassland, enough to scare the most courageous tribes and make children cry when they heard it.

Moreover, even without mentioning the foreign tribes on the grassland, Zhu Gang showed no mercy to the Lu family in Jiangnan and killed them all, perfectly interpreting what cruel and ruthless means.

But now you, Zhu Gang, say that the killing is too much? ? !
"Old Third, when did you become a saint?"

After saying this, Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Gang unhappily.

"My point is not that there should be no punishment, but killing him would be a waste of effort and a pity."

"So it's better to make use of them, let them contribute to the Ming Dynasty, and squeeze out every last bit of their value."

Zhu Gang also rolled his eyes at Zhu Biao before slowly explaining.

"hiss--"

Hearing this, Zhu Biao took a deep breath and looked at Zhu Gang, unable to help but saying, "Just for your proposal, even the old man has to admit defeat."

As Hu Weiyong was the right prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, it was natural that his nine clans were either rich or noble.

So killing them may bring a short-term shock, but the fear will soon be worn away by time. But if you make them work and give them hope of survival, that would be the greatest cruelty to them.

After all, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. What's more, in the rest of your life, as long as you don't die, you can only work yourself to death.

Since you're going to die anyway, why not just commit suicide quickly? It's better than suffering, right?

Haha, maybe some people commit suicide because they can’t bear it, but this is only a part of the people.

After all, there is an old saying that goes, it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

But when it comes to the moment of deciding to commit suicide, even a moment's hesitation will result in all previous efforts being wasted.

Therefore, wanting to die and being able to die is just a luxury for them, because they themselves do not dare to die.

"It's profit maximization."

"After all, killing can only shock people temporarily, but not forever."

"But if we demote them to criminal slaves and make them live a life worse than pigs and dogs, the court officials will be intimidated and restrained."

In response to Zhu Biao's exclamation, Zhu Gang shook his head.

"Compared to a lifetime of torture, death becomes a luxury."

Zhu Biao also nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, but think about it from another perspective."

Zhu Gang turned his gaze to Zhu Biao who was deep in thought, a smile appeared on his lips, and he continued: "Isn't this the Ming Dynasty, isn't this the grace of the old man?"

"You are right. Compared to killing all nine clans, the old man only killed the ringleader. This really shows his benevolence."

"It also shows the old man's magnanimity and generosity, so for Ming Dynasty, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages."

Hearing this, Zhu Biao pondered for a moment before looking at Zhu Gang and nodding in agreement.

"That's right. After all, the old man doesn't have to care about the bad reputation, but how can we, as his sons, not care about the old man's reputation?"

In response, Zhu Gang still looked at Zhu Biao with a smile, but there was something else behind his words.

"After the banquet for the nobles of Huaixi tomorrow, I will take over as regent. You will assist in the administration, so don't let the old man get involved."

After all, they were brothers from the same mother, so Zhu Biao instantly understood what Zhu Gang meant and nodded immediately.

Because this time, it is not just a warning to the Huaixi nobles, but to tell them that a new emperor chooses new ministers!

In this dynasty, from a public perspective, you are the heroes who have helped to establish the empire; from a private perspective, you are the old brothers who have accompanied Zhu in his travels around the world, so Zhu will indulge you.

But in the next dynasty, no one will tolerate them anymore. And if they still cannot wake up by then, they can't blame Zhu Biao for not remembering their friendship.

"But compared to these, I want to promote the equalization of land tax across the country, so it is most appropriate for us to start with it."

Zhu Gang walked to Zhu Biao's side, put his hand on Zhu Biao's shoulder, then looked out the window and spoke softly.

"The Ming Dynasty will usher in a prosperous era. It will definitely do so."

In response to this, Zhu Biao also looked sideways and looked out the window with anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"Let's go. Don't you want to know what I have done in Taiyuan in the past three years?"

"Although the old man cannot see it with his own eyes, some small gadgets can always benefit the people of the world."

Afterwards, Zhu Gang patted Zhu Biao's shoulder again and said with a smile: "But, in this case, you have to do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

Hearing this, Zhu Biao looked up at Zhu Gang and said.

"Convince the old man to lift the curfew."

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(End of this chapter)