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Chapter 1152 Sweeping the petition group

In the study, the father and son sat opposite each other, Wang Ning'an had no expression on his face, while Gou Yaer was frowning and scratching his head, looking like he wanted to say but didn't dare to say it.

"After all, I have been a senior official in the field and commanded tens of thousands of people, why are they still like monkeys?" Wang Ning'an broke the silence and blamed in a deep voice.

Gou Yaer raised her eyebrows, her breathing became thicker, and her little temper exploded.

"Since my father has asked, the child dared to ask for advice, do you always know these things?" He said, pushing the file in front of Wang Ning'an, staring at his father with his eyes.

Wang Ning'an just smiled indifferently, "I know what you know, and I know what you don't know! You need to pretend to be confused when sitting in my position, but you can't be really confused. A tiger can still take a nap after eating a person. Your father has been so many years, how dare he take a nap?"

Wang Ning'an's tone was calm, but it was as sharp as a knife. Dog Ya'er suddenly discovered that his father's temples also had white hair. His hands trembled, he lowered his head silently, and said in aggrieved and confused: "Dad, they are going to frame his father, and force you to be a traitor and usurp Your Majesty's land. These people should be killed. How can you not move? The child really doesn't understand!"

Wang Ning'an still had no expression. He smiled slightly, "What name do you want me to move, and who should I attack?"

"Of course, it is those who support Dad ascended the throne, from Wen Kuanfu, to Zhang Fangping, and then to petition groups in various places, who killed them all, and then swear to everyone that they will never usurp the country. Only in this way can they win the trust, shock the little ones, and maintain the friendship between the king, minister, and disciple. This is the right way!"

Gou Yaer expressed his thoughts, and he looked eager, hoping that his father would agree.

But after a while, there was no response.

Gouya'er's heart suddenly became cold. Is it true that my father really wants to usurp the throne?

So what should I do?

Is it Gu Quan's father-son relationship? Or Gu Nian's friendship with Zhao Shu? It seems that it is very difficult to choose. Dad, don't ask questions for your son. Dog Ya'er is so anxious that he sweats. He wants to make it clear to his father.

At this time, Wang Ning'an suddenly coughed.

"You said that you should take the oath of your father and be a loyal minister of the Song Dynasty, and never change your mind for generations, and it is not difficult to do it, but have you ever thought about how to explain to the world how to be a loyal minister to the world, why do you have to do so many things that weaken the power of the monarch? Is that what the loyal minister does?"

Gou Yaer was asked... No matter what he did, he had to be consistent, especially those who were superiors who changed their orders and were fickle, and the whole world was in chaos and there was no follow-up.

Although Wang Ning'an did not have the intention to usurp the throne, he set up a political meeting, reformed the military system, divided power with the emperor, and clarified the power and responsibilities of the monarch and ministers... These things are even bigger and more firm than those of Wang Mang and Cao Cao.

On the one hand, it restricts the imperial power, but on the other hand, it posits loyalty

It is contradictory no matter how you look at it, even if you can suppress the momentum of the petition group now, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no more speculators in the future, and will continue to encourage Wang Ning'an to ascend the throne.

After all, the temptation of the Dragon Meritor is too great, and no one can bear it. How can one not do a business that makes a fortune or even a fortune without money?

Gouyaer thought for a while and felt that her scalp exploded, which seemed really difficult to deal with!

"Dad, my child wants to know, you really want to be the emperor?"

Wang Ning'an did not answer directly, but asked back: "If it reaches that point, what are your plans?"

"I... Of course I can't betray my father, but I don't want to let Your Majesty down." Gou Yaer lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I may take some imperial guards to protect Your Majesty overseas, occupy land as the king, be a free emperor, leave the Song Dynasty, and there will always be a place to settle down!"

After his son finished speaking, he attracted Wang Ning'an's chuckling. The silly boy is still young and tender. He is too naive. At that point, there is no paradise. In order to pursue Emperor Jianwen, Zhu Di could go to the West seven times. If Zhao Shu ran overseas as the emperor, he would not immediately attack the rebellious officials!

Even if Wang Ning'an doesn't do it, the people below will rush to do it.

Throughout history, there has never been a shortage of people who look at the joys and angers and act recklessly. Wen Yanbo is the best. After him, countless Wen Yanbos are waiting!

"I never thought of becoming an emperor for my father." Wang Ning'an said slowly, and Gou Ya'er's eyes immediately shone! But he heard his father continue: "I am not the emperor because I am not the emperor, nor for the friendship between the monarch and the subject."

"Why?" Gou Yaer asked in confusion.

"For the long-term stability and to break out of the cycle of governance." Wang Ning'an said seriously: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food. Do you understand this principle?"

"Of course!" Gou Yaer thought to himself, why did his father take such a simple question to test himself?

"Dad, when I was a few years old, my uncle said that the most taboo thing in governing the country is to make trouble and repeat. There is no rule. It is like fried fish, which will break the fish."

"This is true, but governing a country is more complicated than frying fish after all. With the experience and feel of a chef, it is obvious that the country cannot be governed well. If you want to avoid repetition of national policies, first, you cannot concentrate one person, and second, you cannot distribute power to multiple people, resulting in multiple people being ordered to go out. Find a balance between the two."

Wang Ning'an is like a teacher, guiding his disciples and disciples.

Gou Yaer thought for a long time before slowly saying: "Dad, the first situation you mentioned is that the emperor cannot be arbitrary?"

"That's right, looking at the past and present, there is no shortage of heroic heroes with great talent, but there are countless foolish monarchs who are mediocre, incompetent, even selfish and tyrannical. If you hand over power to them, the world will be in chaos."

"That's why my father set up a meeting on the government and hopes to establish a separation of power with His Majesty, form a government affairs hall, a check and balance between the meeting on the government and the emperor?"

Wang Ning'an nodded, "I don't want to usurp the Zhao Song Dynasty because I don't want the descendants of the Wang family to be wise forever. By the same token, I can't put all my hopes on the descendants of the Zhao family. It has nothing to do with the friendship between master and apprentice, but for the overall situation of the world!"

Gouyaer had a fever on his face, and he finally understood why his father refused his proposal.

Because once you take serious action against these people, you will always be loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty. In this way, the power you brought from the emperor will be given up, and the fragile balance will be restored to its original state.

As the father’s son, I feel ashamed that he doesn’t understand his father’s mind so much!

Gou Yaer silently lowered her head, "Dad, I understand your hard work. What should I do? Please tell me."

Wang Ning'an smiled, "It's thanks to you. You can't tolerate the petition group, but you can't find a suitable breakthrough and release the wrong news. You can't sleep or eat for your father... Fortunately, the case in Tianzhu broke out, and the financial forces colluded with the traitors while infiltrating the petition group. In this way, if the petition group wants to support the father ascend the throne, it will become a conspiracy, a conspiracy to usurp the throne!"

Wang Ning'an picked up an order drafted by the Political Affairs Hall, signed his name and stamped it with a big seal!

"Take it and check the petition group, don't keep one! I don't need to flatter and have ulterior motives in the Song Dynasty! The petition group and the financial forces behind it are all swept away!"

Wang Ning'an spoke loudly, and Gou Ya'er was excited and her face turned red.

"Dad, look at it! My son is sure to do a pretty job!"

Gou Yaer left the palace excitedly, took a deep breath, and her whole body was different.

As long as he doesn't have to be caught between his father and his best friend, he will be fearless!

"Prepare the troops and act immediately!"

Gou Yaer first rushed to the Xijing camp, mobilized 20,000 imperial guards, and then called Cai Jing, the governor of Xijing, to cooperate and take action together to arrest the members of the petition group.

This time, the action was even more straightforward than that of Kaifeng Mansion. Gou Yaer was a decisive person, and Cai Jing was even more ill-hearted and cruel, and never showed any mercy.

The two of them joined forces and basically announced the tragic outcome of the petition group.

Search! Catch!

One cannot be let go!

"The commander-in-chief, there is a petition group in Baima Temple in Xijing. Should I be arrested?"

Some subordinates asked for instructions, and Gou Yaer expressed his confusion, "What's special about White Horse Temple? I didn't say it, arrest them all!" The soldier nodded, but did not dare to move. At this time, Cai Jing laughed.

"That's right. Master Foyin from White Horse Temple and Mr. Shao Yong from Sanqing Temple, both of them organized a petition group. They have special identities and brothers are afraid of it, so it's right!"

"So they are!"

Gouyaer screamed, "You don't have to go, let me catch them myself!"

Walking forward, Cai Jing followed closely.

Gou Yaer came all the way to White Horse Temple. Seeing that the door was closed, he directly ordered someone to knock the door open, and hundreds of soldiers rushed in.

At this time, Foyin shook his fat figure and looked shocked.

He knew Wang Zonghan and immediately begged: "Criminal, Prince! I am not in conflict with the world, how can the prince not remember the friendship of friends?"

"I remember back then, I helped the prince and the saints, and you all made a lot of money!"

In desperation, Foyin even said this.

Gou Yaer grinned and smiled, "Foyin, you still remember it. Do you think you can be unscrupulous if you have done something for me. No one dares to care about anything you do? I tell you, I'm delusional! Stop talking nonsense, take it down!"

The soldiers rushed forward and tied the Foyin directly. This guy was too fat, more than 200 kilograms, so he could only throw him into the car. The other disciples tied up with ropes and formed a long string and were directly taken to the military camp for custody.

I just came out of White Horse Temple and didn't walk far away. From another street, the people who were escorting Shao Yong also came. Both of them were jammed. When they saw each other, they cried and shouted, and struggled constantly. However, no one sympathized with them.

Even Foyin and Shao Yong were arrested. God, this time I really want to take someone in!
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