Wang Chao took a breath and chased, "Your Highness, don't avoid the important things. We understand that people don't say secret words. What you call cutting and reducing is destruction and extinction in my eyes..."

"Whatever you think!"

Han Yue looked calm and said, "Since the ninth year of Wude, I have become a mortal enemy with your Taiyuan Wang family. Since then, various aristocratic families have been continuously joined, and gradually evolved into a situation where water and fire are incompatible. To be honest, I have indeed made up my mind to use my whole life to exterminate the peerless families."

The whole palace was silent, and he was listening carefully to his words. There were also intelligent sages in one family, and he vaguely felt that Han Yue's tone was a little loose.

Han Yue glanced at the hall and said, "You all know that I have killed many people from aristocratic families and destroyed many families. Everyone should have forgotten the incident in Lantian County. I led my troops to slaughter the entire Lantian Sun family."

Everyone present looked a little bad-looking. Everyone was from a noble family. When they heard this, they could not help but feel sad about the death of a rabbit and the fox.

If it were put a few years ago, some ministers from aristocratic families would have to come out to accuse them.

However, now everyone just listened obediently, and no one would come out to provoke him because of a past incident.

Nowadays, Han Yue is not provoked by anything in terms of power or killing.

Han Yue smiled slightly, and then said, "But recently, I have been thinking deeply and suddenly found that the aristocratic family cannot be destroyed..."

He glanced at everyone present and said with a deep meaning: "In my opinion, the so-called aristocratic family is a huge combination of interests. For example, the Wang family in Taiyuan has been passed down for thousands of years, and is known as the disciples' children and branches of tens of thousands, but how many people are there who truly protect the clan? Your branches are only willing to gather under the title of Wang because of the belonging of interests."

Everyone present was pondering and vaguely felt that this statement made sense.

Han Yue then said, "Then the question is, since the aristocratic family is an aggregate of interests, it cannot be truly eliminated from the root. I'm welcome, this king is now powerful, and I can destroy all the aristocratic families in the world at any time."

Everyone's faces became increasingly unfair, but no one spoke up to refute.

"But what after you have destroyed you? How should I do it? I suddenly became confused?"

Han Yue looked at the hall with his hands behind his back and murmured: "After you are destroyed, there will always be a new aggregate of interests. For example, the factions under my king, such as the old people who follow my father. The most amazing thing is the tens of thousands of students in my institute. They have mastered the academics I passed down and will flourish in less than a few decades. People are born with selfishness, and they will inevitably become new families..."

These remarks were too advanced, and only a few of them could understand. The other ministers frowned and died of pain. They felt that Han Yue was right, but they also felt that it was true to avoid the truth.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Zhao's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but ask again.

Han Yue looked at him and smiled and said, "What did you do is not said? The so-called reduction of aristocratic families and the reduction of Confucianism are actually better than changing. If you aristocratic families want to exist, you must correct some problems for me. If you want to save your life and avoid being wiped out, you must correct me with a kind temper."

"This temper is not to me, but to treat the common people of the Tang Dynasty. If any family wants to lie on the people and suck blood like before, don't blame me for killing the family..."

Wang Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to fight back. Han Yue suddenly sneered and said in a singular way: "Don't tell me such stupid words as 80% of the officials in the world. A year ago, I could send 3,000 children, but now I can send 30,000. If you want to use this method to force me, you have lost the best opportunity."

He glanced at the hall and said leisurely: "Father is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He wants to reason with you according to the rules. But I have been expelled, and my empire is destined to be outside the Tang Dynasty. So I don't reason with you, and I will kill anyone who dares not accept it."

Wang Zhao's belly was so bulging that she didn't dare to say a harsh word.

One of the court officials suddenly came out and bowed to Han Yue and said, "Your Highness, if our aristocratic family is willing to change, then I want to ask you a bold question. What will my aristocratic family and Confucian school look like after you change according to your wishes?"

Han Yue looked at him and found that this person was Wei Zheng, a famous iron-necked censor in the Tang Dynasty. He did not expect that Wei Zheng was also a Confucian scholar.

He was a little respectful to Wei Zheng and replied with a smile: "Since ancient times, the royal family and the aristocratic families have the final say, and the royal family is just a vassal of the royal family, so it is enough to help the royal family manage affairs. As for those situations where they are pointed and even more, they will never be allowed to happen again..."

"Wouldn't that become a slave?" Wei Zheng was stunned.

Han Yue did not answer this sentence, and suddenly bowed to Li Shimin on the dragon throne and said respectfully: "Father, my son has finished speaking. Please allow me to leave the court."

Li Shimin waved his hand and said lightly: "Go to your mother's side and discuss the New Year."

Han Yue nodded and agreed, turned around and left with big strides.

The ministers in the palace watched him leave, and suddenly, Kong Yingda, a great scholar in the Confucian school, spoke tremblingly and asked: "Why is Your Highness so domineering? Don't you give us some breath?"

Han Yue kept walking, and walked out of the hall door in a blink of an eye, but his answer came faintly outside the door, and said leisurely: "The world needs rules."

"What rules?" Kong Yingda couldn't help asking.

"The royal family is in charge, the royal family is in charge. The aristocratic family is in charge, the aristocratic family is in charge, the Confucian family is in charge, the Confucian family is in charge..."

Someone's eyes flashed a few times, and said with a provocation: "What about Buddhism? What about Taoism? Faith is an inexhaustible thing. Buddhism has gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and Taoism has gods and immortals. They use faith to dominate the hearts of the people. What do you say about this kind of thing?"

Han Yue suddenly stepped back, stood at the door and smiled faintly, saying, "Your question is very good, so I will answer you solemnly."

"What do you say about Your Highness?"

Han Yue's eyes were lingering, and his words were profound: "The affairs of immortals and Buddhas are in heaven. They should be managed by gods and immortals, and the Buddhas should be managed by Buddhas. But here is the world, so they are managed by people..."

This is a debate on the beliefs of the sects. Whether it is the immortals and Buddhas mentioned by ministers or the immortals and Buddhas mentioned by Han Yue, they actually all imply Buddhists and Taoism.

Someone deliberately provoked, "What if people can't control it? What if some things are immortals and Buddhas must interfere?"

Han Yue smiled coldly, and suddenly said with a stern tone, "I said that human affairs are under the control of human affairs. If the Buddha takes action, cut off the Buddha, and if the immortal takes action, kill the immortal."

"So, your highness is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Tang Dynasty?"

"You're right!" Han Yue nodded slowly and said lightly: "Under this world, whether it is Buddhist immortals or aristocratic Confucianism, as long as it is not obedient, it will be my control."

"The immortals and Buddhas don't listen, and they will set the altar down!"

"The aristocratic families don't listen, and they will destroy the family and slaughter!"

"The Confucian school does not listen, burns books and burys the Confucian school..."

hiss!

What a domineering tone, a wild answer.

The whole palace was filled with air conditioning sounds.

Han Yue laughed and strided forward.

A minister's eyes flashed and suddenly bowed to Li Shimin, "Your Majesty, did you hear it? Your Highness's words are very shocking. He seems to have regarded himself as the emperor. He actually said that he can control anything under this world."

Li Shimin smiled and said lightly: "What else do you want? He is my son..."

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Chapter completed!