The north wind is howling and the snow is fluttering.

The first snow after the beginning of winter this year came earlier than before.

For those who are traveling, this day is becoming less and less friendly, but Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai don’t care much; especially Sun Yixie, because his family is in Jiangnan, rarely sees snow, so it’s a new thing to meet now.

Let’s talk about Sun and Huang, after discussing plans to deal with Xiao Zhun with the two leaders of Anqiu, they set off again.

Their destination has not changed, so they will continue to rush to Huang Donglai's hometown. If they go smoothly, Huang Donglai may be able to go home for the New Year this year.

The two of them did not delay much on this journey. After they came out of Anqiu, they rushed along the official road towards Jining and soon arrived at the boundary of Yanzhou.

On that day, they left the inn at about noon. After lunch, they were breeze and snow. Finally, they arrived at a place called Fengjiazhuang before sunset.

As for the village itself, it’s nothing special. It looks neither big nor small, neither poor nor rich...it’s just that.

But there was one thing that made Sun and Huang care more about - as soon as they entered the village, they found that there was a household in Fengjiazhuang, and a small flag was hung at the door of each household.

The flag was black, and there was a ball of red printed on the black base. The red thing looked like fire but not fire, like lotus but not lotus, which was very eye-catching.

As soon as Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai sat down at the inn, they asked the waiter in the village what was going on with the flag.

When the waiter heard this, he instinctively looked left and right first, as if he was afraid that someone would eavesdrop. Then he lowered his voice and replied: "I see that the two guests came from other places, but I think they didn't know... This is the flag of the 'Fire Lotus Sect'. According to the rules, every local household must be hung in front of the door."

"What? Fire Lotus Sect?" Huang Donglai replied casually, "I haven't heard of it..." He was also idle, and then asked again, "Hey? What would happen if I didn't hang up?"

As soon as he said this, several pairs of eyes immediately began to look at him in the lobby of the inn.

The waiter also responded quickly and laughed apologetically, saying, "Oh, guest, what you said..." He said this, and suddenly raised his voice a little, "The Fire Lotus Sect is the 'Holy Sect' granted by the little prince of our Yanzhou Prefecture. It is the great benefactor of our people... They asked us to hang this 'Fire Lotus Flag', and we were grateful, so how could anyone not hang it?"

Let’s talk about the off-topic topic here. The name “Little Prince” is common in novels and storytellings, but it is not actually a standard term.

The prince is the prince, and there is no difference between big and small, and no matter how young he is, he will be the same. As for the prince's sons, the one who inherited his title is the prince, and the others are called the prince (about this point, the rules of Dazhi and the Ming Dynasty are different, so let's talk about this in detail below).

The storyteller calls the young prince or prince "little prince", just to make it nice and not look old.

Anyway, you remember that the waiter mentioned now refers to the prince of the local Prince Lu’s Mansion.

"Oh~" Sun Yixie had already come back to the smell. While pretending to be enlightened, he kicked Huang Donglai under the table. "So that's it... that's why we are ignorant and disrespectful."

"Ah? Ah... Yes yes..." Huang Donglai was reminded by Sun Yixie and reacted, and continued, "We are shallow."

They both called each other and revealed this article.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and the nearby pairs of eyes also looked away.

Nothing happened at that time. The two chatted with the waiter for a few more words, inquired about some local situations, and then they ate and drank as usual, and returned to the guest room.

But when they entered the room and closed the doors and windows, the box full of vulgar words opened...

"Mom, fortunately, I'm quick to react, otherwise we'll have to get into trouble again just now." When Sun Yixie said this, she had already checked the doors, windows and beams and confirmed that no one was eavesdropping.

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"I was so stupid just now." Huang Donglai said, "I have been in this world for twenty years. I heard that the son of a vassal king could have a religious organization named "Holy Church". Is he going to rebel."

"Ah?" Sun Yixie just noticed that the atmosphere around him was wrong, but he didn't know how outrageous this matter was. So when he heard Huang Donglai's words, he wondered, "Is it that serious?"

"Nonsense." Whether in the past or today's world, Huang Donglai was better than Sun Yixie in culture. At least some common sense he knew, "The power of vassal is imperial power. Those vassal kings, not to mention the enfeoffment, even their own sons, have no power to grant enfeoffment... Then they must be inherited according to the rules of inheritance of the eldest son, establishing a illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate illegitimate

"Oh buttocks~" Sun Yixie raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Then this so-called 'little prince'..."

"It's a traitor." Huang Donglai immediately continued, "If this matter is exposed to the capital, the emperor may have to remove all the heads of the Prince Lu's mansion."

"No way?" Sun Yixie said, "No way, the prince and the emperor are all family members. How can this matter destroy him?"

"Help..." Huang Donglai curled his lips and said dryly, "Brother Sun, your history is almost the same. Let me tell you this... It has been more than 300 years since the founding of the country. The descendants of these princes and the current emperor may have been a family three hundred years ago, but now... the emperor wishes that they all die."

In Dazhong, Huang Dong is basically a person who has read books knows what he said.

Why doesn’t Brother Sun know...I won’t explain this.

Let’s talk about the “Ming Dynasty” that everyone is familiar with. Part of the reason why it perished in the later period is that there were too many descendants of the royal family, which dragged down the country’s economy.

Think about it, after the military power of those vassal kings was cut off, they would eat, drink and have fun on the fiefdom all day long. Even if they do something to bully men and women on weekdays, no one could take care of them. Then their reproduction and survival rate would definitely be much better than that of ordinary people.

The eldest son of the prince can also be a prince, the concubine can be a prince, and the concubine's son of the prince can be a general in charge of the country, and so on...

These people can get their salary when they are born.

During the Jiajing period, the court felt that this was a bit wrong. You were so numerous that you were born with great success. The court could not stand it anymore, so it began to surrender the prince's nephews in various ways, in order to reduce the overall titles of non-direct royal descendants, and thus reduce the expenses of salary.

Unfortunately, this is also a drop in the bucket...

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, after more than 200 years, the descendants of the Zhu family were still lying down to earn a salary of 200,000 or 300,000... The agricultural economy cannot withstand you doing this. How can the people not rebel?

So what about "Dashi"?

Obviously, if you can reach the maximum capacity for more than 300 years and continue to reach the target, the world line must have changed.

The key is four words - the concubine's son has no title.

Of course, the emperor does not apply to this: except for the one who inherits the throne, no matter who is a legitimate child, he can be a prince.

But the sons of these princes only have the eldest son who can take the position of his father, and the second son who can be granted the title of prince, but none of the concubines have no titles.

Without titles, there will be no salary.

The prince wanted to use his salary to support these concubines, so it was fine, but the court would not pay any salary to these grandsons.

This way, the situation will be much better...

Because in the prince's house, the number of concubines is far more than that of legitimate sons.

Ordinary people usually have only one daughter-in-law, so it is common for the same mother to give birth to several, but most of the prince's family are wives and concubines, and they are too busy to be busy, so there are not many sons born to the legitimate family.

Furthermore, even if the prince’s wife can have more children, they may not be all boys, not to mention that the medical conditions at that time were prone to difficult labor or premature death.

As for the concubines, whether it is a dozen or dozens, when their father is still alive, they will be prosperous and prosperous, but as long as the father dies... it is hard to say.

Do you expect a half-brother to support you and your mother all year round? Even if he is willing to do this because of his brotherhood or the royal face, what about your children in the future? They will all rely on their uncle to support them?

This is undoubtedly unrealistic, so in the Great Dalian, the concubines born to the princes, at most two generations, have nothing to do with the royal family - you can say that your great-grandfather and the great-grandfather of the current prince are the same person, but this will not change the fact that the prince is so popular in the palace and drinks spicy food, but you sell straw sandals on the roadside.

Of course, I am just using this for example. Not all the concubines did not do well afterwards. There were also those smart people who thought about a way out when their father was alive. When they were arrogant and extravagant, they used the resources they had to train their children to practice literature and martial arts. Even if they were not protected by the royal family in the future, they would not live too badly.

To sum up, the descendants of the Dazhi royal family, or the descendants of the royal family who were born to be able to receive the salary of the imperial court, are much less than the Ming Dynasty we know.

But even so, the emperor's attitude towards these relatives who were "a family hundreds of years ago" was not very good. After all... Compared with "less giving" and "no giving", is it better for the latter?

"Then as you say..." Now, after hearing Huang Donglai's popular science, Sun Yixiu said again, "Someone should have reported this to the court, right? Maybe this is a great achievement."

"There is no need to report it." Huang Donglai said, "The vassal kings in this dynasty were under the surveillance of the court. Every prince had an Elf Guard responsible for following them on his fiefdom, and the eunuchs used in the royal palace also had people from the East Factory... This was an open secret."

"That's how..." Sun Yixie thoughtfully said, "Is it that the so-called 'little prince' who had dealt with all the spies who were responsible for monitoring them on the fief of King Lu?"

"Who knows to go?" Huang Donglai said, "But since the waiter just now dared to say in public that the Fire Lotus Sect was a holy religion enshrined by the little prince, it proved... At least locally, the Fire Lotus Sect is definitely covering the sky with one hand... I think the pond water is a bit muddy and not easy to get through..."

"I also think..." Sun Yixie nodded, "We are just passing by. It's better to take care of such matters related to royal relatives. It should be fine when we leave the Jining territory."

After discussing this, the two of them went back to their house and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!