"Enough."
"You father and son can discuss these matters yourselves."
"In any case."
"As long as we can avoid kin slaughtering kin, anything is worth it."
"Especially Xiongying. This Royal Industry you mentioned must be implemented as soon as possible. Once your uncles arrive in Yingtian, we can put it directly into effect and spare ourselves their fussing." Zhu Yuanzhang spoke slowly.
"This matter requires the Ministry of Revenue's cooperation, perhaps even that of the other ministries."
"Please issue an imperial decree to notify them first." Zhu Ying clasped his fists.
"Isn't your father right beside you?"
"If you need anything, go find him." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled faintly.
"That works too." Zhu Ying nodded.
Then.
The father and son left Wenyuan Pavilion.
Seated upon the Dragon Throne, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed still immersed in the events of the day, unable to gather his thoughts.
Outside the hall!
The father and son walked side by side.
"Xiongying."
"What you proposed today truly startled me."
"I originally thought granting the feudal princes too much power was the greatest flaw. I never expected supporting the imperial clan to be the true problem."
"If you had not raised it, our Ming Dynasty truly would have struggled to endure in the future." Zhu Biao spoke with deep emotion, even a sense of relief.
"Crown Prince."
"What I proposed today only concerns the imperial clan and the feudal princes."
"The things that must be done afterward will affect the powerful and noble throughout the realm."
"If we want an empire that prospers without decline, a truly strong nation, we must change. Otherwise, once the Ming Dynasty's privileged class becomes deeply entrenched, it will be difficult to change anything." Zhu Ying said solemnly.
At this.
Zhu Biao merely smiled. He raised a hand and patted Zhu Ying's shoulder.