How could Hideopo, who had experienced turbulent times, not know what Yuren was thinking. He had just inherited the position of Yamato Toyotomi as the lord, and he wanted to do something, but was once troubled by the old ministers. Therefore, there was a dialogue between his grandparents and grandchildren just now.

"At that time, your great-grandfather was respected by the people of Yamato Danayan, and was respected by the world. Unfortunately, he died early, forcing me to take on the responsibility at the age of twelve. At that time, there were no rumors you heard, but people always compared my actions with your great-grandfather. I lived under his shadow and were not only helpless, but also my retainers were much more domineering than those in the court today."

Looking back at that time decades ago, Xiu Bao smiled bitterly: "At that time, I was thinking how great it would be if my father was still alive. Even if he was just watching, those guys would never dare to act rashly."

"But you finally survived and took a few years to clean up the house." Youren also remembered Xiubao's deeds back then.

"But how much I have experienced in the middle, do you know? I know that your father has told you a lot about my deeds, but most of them are glamorous on the surface, and even he may not know the inner suffering. I don't want you to feel that the so-called success is natural, and it's natural. This is why I rarely mention the past to you."

Perhaps it was because it took too much energy, Xiubao paused for a while. Seeing this, Yuren wanted to pour him a cup of hot water, but Xiubao waved to refuse.

"I also hope that you will take the lead and support the whole world, but your father walked suddenly, some undercurrents were surging, some policies should be continued, and your bloodline... This is also the reason why I have been reluctant to let go."

"My bloodline?" Hearing this, Yuren was a little surprised: "What's wrong with my bloodline? My father is from the 'Zhengshi-Seiren's family, and his mother is the daughter of Emperor Guanghua, which is justified."

"Then why did you intentionally or unintentionally alienate my father's old ministers and turn to those famous ministers? Do you think our system is still lacking in that you look down on yourself?"

Youren was about to open his mouth to refute, but was speechless, so he had to lower his head and remain silent.

"You may think that your bloodline is more 'pure' than your father, but you have to know that our line is your basic foundation. If you deviate from them and pursue it, and even correct the so-called 'orthodox', it is because of the small loss of the big, and there are endless troubles.

To a certain extent, your bloodline has no other use since the moment you became the Great Order thirty years ago.

I know this is cruel and unfair to your mother, but if you want to be the master of today's Japan, you are destined to give up something.

Those Chinese public families with a long history can be regarded as vase decorations when the dynasty is stable, but if the dynasty is unstable, they can reunite with the old royal family and fan the flames. Not to mention the stable situation, even the throne may not be stable. By then, it will be too late to regret it.

After experiencing these two turmoils, you should also know what kind of officials and ministers are, and who can really assist you. I am in my 80s. Your father died young. The ministers in the court are actually cheering up. Without us, who will protect them?

At this time, you stretch out your hand and I push it behind my back. Wouldn't it be better? Don't treat them as my people paranoid. They are loyal to our tribe. If I leave, they are yours and your children and grandchildren. Why should we ignore the roots and the ends and seek the distance?"

Hearing this, Yuren's frown gradually stretched out, and he basically understood what Hideobo meant: "I'm not hiding it from my grandfather, I did have some knots in my heart before. After you said this, it was completely untied. Fujido is so smart, I have begun to use these ministers, and I have also alienated and restricted them from participating in political affairs."

"I am not forcing you to alienate them. Of course, those with talented and virtuous people can be used more." Xiubo said earnestly: "You have to see the overall situation clearly. To this day, your father and I have issued new policies again and again to quell the riots, and even to attack the genealogy of relatives. What is the purpose of?

On the one hand, it is to weaken the conservative and stubborn forces represented by the old royal family and the public; on the other hand, it is to crack down on local traditional tyrants, continue to blur the boundaries between the martial arts and the public, integrate them into one, and eliminate the confrontation between the public and the military for hundreds of years. Only by achieving the goal of "no division of Gongwu, all ministers" can we ensure the concentration of power and the unity of government orders.

At the same time, I hope you can understand that using the contradiction between public and military affairs to consolidate the imperial power cannot last long. Only by improving one's own strength is the fundamental. With the help of the Ming Dynasty, learn from the essence of the Ming Dynasty, strengthen one's own strength, gradually establish absolute authority, and create a foundation for a thousand years.

This is not only you and me, but also our historical burden. Unfortunately, your father left early and I will see him soon. In the future, I will leave it all to you."

"Grandfather!" Hearing this, Youren really understood Xiubao's good intentions, and realized how limited his situation was, how lofty his grandfather's ambition was, how much suffering and obstacles he had suffered for him and how many obstacles he had cleared.

But he was too late to wake up, and then he was the only one who carried the burden on this road.

Thinking of this, Youren couldn't help but burst into tears. He held Xiubao's arm tightly. Xiubao's tired face forced a smile. He raised his hand and gently stroked Youren's forehead. Youren in front of him seemed to have become the naughty and cute little grandson who always cried and acted coquettishly with his nose.

Three days later, Prince Hyunin, who was exiled to Hachijo Island, was pardoned and returned to Kyoto. Although Prince Hyunin, whose name was previously renamed "Hajah Kwang-kun", was confiscated, his royal family and original name were restored, and he was awarded the title of "Shiga County Prince", and was allowed to retain the palace number "Sakamoto Palace" and be responsible for sacrificing Prince Hyunin and taking care of "Mei Garden".

Hidebo also summoned his clan to Dongming Palace as soon as possible, and scolded Yuren and the royal family, demanding that he must be loyal to the Emperor in the future and abide by the etiquette of his ministers, and everyone obeyed the orders.

Late at night on February 12, Kyoto was lightning and thundering, and heavy rain was pouring. After issued an order to prohibit his wives, concubines and ministers from burying them, Xiubao died in Dongming Palace at the age of 84 with his expectations for Youren, his attachment to the country and his concern for the future world.

More than a hundred royal ministers including "Four Palaces and Four Toyotomi" gathered in the Dongming Palace, and the sound of crying and crying resounded inside and outside. The court gave him the posthumous title "Xuanming" and later generations called it "Xuanming Emperor" or "Xuanming Emperor"; the Ming Dynasty was given the posthumous title "Zhong" and Emperor Tianqi sent the prince to Kyoto to pay tribute. The grand funeral and the sorrow behind him were never seen throughout Japan's history.

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After the rain, the sun shone through the dense woods and into the windows, and the neat room became more transparent and brighter. On the white bed in the middle of the room, a boy slowly opened his eyes under the sunlight and looked around with difficulty. He wriggled his lips, but could not speak. He raised his left hand with difficulty and fell heavily after a moment. The sound woke up the girl who was taking a nap on the chair by the bed.
Chapter completed!