"The farmer has his own land, the living person has his own house, the sick have medical treatment, the elderly have a support, the poor have a little learning, the poor have a support...!" Wu Zheng said lightly, "I don't want to cover up the sky with one hand, I am just a mortal... The second Northern Expedition is on the string, so I don't want to waste time on internal friction. I admit that I have said many things against my will, but this is also what you forced me!"

"We're so fucking?" Xu Fuyuan was extremely surprised.

"That's right... it was you who forced me!" Wu Zheng said seriously, "You disappointed me. I thought that after these nine years, you would realize your mistakes and change it. Unfortunately, you didn't... You even made more and more money, enclosed land, and seized power... Master Xu might as well think about it. If Emperor Chongzhen did not eradicate Wei Yan, perhaps the former Ming Dynasty would not die so soon, because even Wei Yan understood that some money should not be greedy for some people, and some people could not be killed... Unfortunately, because the fall of the eunuch party, you became unscrupulous and no one could restrain you. I don't want this scene to happen... Therefore, you must use your blood to wake up and cleanse the hearts of the world... I hope Master Xu will not be surprised!"

After hearing this, Xu Fuyuan sighed. He finally realized that the idea that he once thought that he could use the power of the prime minister to restrict the power of the emperor seemed so ridiculous at this time.

The emperor had sharpened the murder knife and had already raised it high, but the people of him took the initiative to send their heads under the knife.

Is it funny? Is it sad?

For a moment, Xu Fuyuan burst into tears and slowly knelt down, "...Your Majesty, I am afraid of death, but this matter involves too many people... Will Your Majesty really start a killing... Is it blood flowing like a river?!"

Wu Zheng looked at Xu Fuyuan's painful face and shook his head slightly, "If I don't kill anyone, will Mr. Xu and those who follow Mr. Xu give up their persistence and stand with me? Or, will you voluntarily withdraw from the court and retire to the mountains and forests?"

Xu Fuyuan looked at Wu Zheng blankly, sat down on the ground with a depressed butt, and shook his head and said, "No!"

"That's it." Wu Zheng said calmly, "If the world is peaceful, I will slowly move it in silence. Unfortunately, the world is settled and the war is still going on. Western Europa people are eyeing me... Master Xu, are you thinking of a way for me to resolve conflicts and disputes without bloodshed?"

Xu Fuyuan smiled bitterly, "Even the genius genius can't think of a way... What's the virtue of me?"

"That's it!" Wu Zheng sat upright and said in a deep voice, "Do you know why I am waiting for Mr. Xu in Wenhua Palace?"

When Xu Fuyuan heard this, he suddenly struggled to get up, lie up, hugged Wu Zheng's legs, and asked anxiously, "Yes... If Your Majesty wants to kill me, just give an order... Since Your Majesty has told me so much, does Your Majesty... intend to pardon me?"

Wu Zheng pressed his knees with both hands and looked down at Xu Fuyuan, "I really have something to ask Mr. Xu!"

"Your Majesty, please tell me... As long as I can do it, I will never shirk my responsibilities!"

"I am willing to accept the loss!" Wu Zheng slowly said four words.

Xu Fuyuan looked at Wu Zheng's eyes in horror, his whole body trembling.

"It's been nine years, too many people have died... the people are at peace and must rest in their cultivation." Wu Zheng said calmly, "But the war is still continuing and cannot be stopped. The destruction of the Qing people in the north is just around the corner, but the real enemy of the Han people is no longer the Jianlu in the north, but the Europa people from the ocean... I have no time to rest in the people's livelihood. The war will continue until the Han Ming Navy is in the most western world...!"

Speaking of this, Wu Zheng slowly stood up, helped Xu Fuyuan up, who was shocked, and then bowed solemnly, "So, I beg Mr. Xu... to admit defeat!"

Xu Fuyuan was stunned and even forgot to stop the emperor's great gift, and forgot to return the gift to the emperor.

Xu Fuyuan could understand the meaning of the emperor's words.

The emperor indeed had enough strength to kill himself, his subordinates who followed him, and killed countless aristocratic families, wealthy families, and gentry leaders who participated in the land price and stock price competition, but what followed would inevitably be the rebellion that swept across Jiangnan.

The world is finally settled, and the war will continue and will no longer withstand a lasting internal friction.

There is only one way to avoid the worst possibility, that is, all the people the emperor wants to kill will die by themselves!

Suicide fearing guilt is what the emperor wants to see most.

The emperor can be removed from it, and the anger in the hearts of countless involved people can not burn the emperor.

It’s not that the emperor is unable to deal with it, but that the people who died at this time were all compatriots from the country!

Xu Fuyuan stared at the emperor angrily, and the emperor looked at Xu Fuyuan calmly.

Xu Fuyuan's lips squirmed, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but closed it again.

Xu Fuyuan felt fear and unwillingness in his heart, wanted to resist, wanted to roar, and even fought to the death with the emperor.

But Xu Fuyuan did not dare or did not want to. He knew that the emperor was right. The former Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Qing army went south and the Northern Expedition was successful, and the population in the world had dropped by 40%. If the Han and Ming dynasties experienced another civil war, it would take at least a hundred years, or even more, before they could breathe.

What Xu Fuyuan knew more clearly was that at this time, there was no one more suitable person to be on the throne than Wu Zheng.

If Wu Zheng is killed, the world will be in chaos. Not to mention the King of Jin and the Yuan Yongli forces who have just surrendered, Jiangnan may be divided into three forces. In this way, the civil war will last for a long time, and Xu Fuyuan himself and his followers will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, because they are rebellion!

Xu Fuyuan finally understood that the emperor did not send imperial guards to arrest or search, not because the emperor was sure to win, but because the emperor wanted to persuade him and his followers to commit suicide.

And it’s not just about committing suicide, it’s also about committing suicide fearing the crime!

This is so cruel!

Xu Fuyuan not only wanted to die by himself, but also wanted to persuade the emperor to die. If someone refused to die, he had to do dirty things for the emperor.

Xu Fuyuan looked sad.

The king and his minister looked at each other in Wenhua Palace. After a long time, Xu Fuyuan raised his hand and bowed with great tribute.

Wu Zheng did not stop him or speak, and received Xu Fuyuan's worship ceremony.

After Xu Fuyuan got up, he asked with a tragic look on his face: "You dare to ask Your Majesty, are you still a minister of the Han Ming Dynasty?"

"yes."

"Dare you ask Your Majesty, I am still a loyal minister in the Ming Dynasty of the Han Dynasty?"

Wu Zheng was silent.

Xu Fuyuan waited for a long time, but did not wait for Wu Zheng's answer. He looked tragic, bowed his hand, turned around, and said to Wu Zheng, "I won't take off my official hat. If your Majesty wants... please send someone to my house to get it back... I will retreat!"

Xu Fuyuan began to take steps.
Chapter completed!