The fourth year of Jiayou was destined to be an unusual year. One major event that affected the empire was endless. Even the strongest guy in his heart could not bear it and shouted that the world had changed... First of all, there was no messy yamen, and under the Political Affairs Hall, the six ministers of the ministers took charge of their affairs.

After a brief running-in, extremely high efficiency broke out and various government affairs that were delayed for a long time were quickly implemented.

For example, the previous military reform has been confirmed to reduce the 200,000 troops within three years, and the additional 50,000 imperial troops will be added to improve combat effectiveness.

The canal channel is improved, and the canal between Luoyang and Kaifeng is widened to ensure that the grain is smoothly transported to the capital city.

The Qingmiao Law began to be promoted to Hebei and other places, and the Northwest implemented the trial of the square land equal tax law, and began to clear the acres of land and reorganize the land tax...

Among the many reforms, the royal family was very ruthless and decisive, without any discussion.

The descendants of the old Zhao family, by the Zhao Zhen period, had entered a period of rapid expansion. Just like a fission reaction, each of which could give birth to dozens of descendants. If you add a married daughter and a mess of relatives and servants, the amount is so large that it is beyond imagination.

Originally, Zhao Zhen didn't want to touch the royal family. After all, he was a family, all of them had the same surname, and the same blood was shed in his body, so why bother with it... But Zhao Yunrang was determined to fight for the throne, even if he died, he was unwilling to give up and must plot against the royal family.

What kind of relative is this? It is simply a life-and-death enemy!

Our uncle Zhao was completely angry. He asked the head of Dazongzheng Temple, Prince Zhao Yunbi, Prince of Beihai, and Prime Minister Wen Yanbo to formulate the royal family regulations. As a result, the descendants of the royal family were filled with sorrow and a mess of grief...

Zhao Zongjing, who had not shown his face for a long time, found Wang Ning'an in a miserable way.

After a few years of hard work, Zhao Zongjing was approaching and had a mustache, not as rude as before. Of course, facing Wang Ning'an, he was very bitter and revengeful, with no image at all, and he kept falling out with bitterness.

"Erlang, let me tell you, that old man Wen Yanbo is really worthy of being cut off. He doesn't leave anyone with a way out."

"Wait a minute, if I remember correctly, the regulations were made by Mr. Wen and Mr. Ling Zun. You can take all the accounts on Mr. Wen's head, which is unfair!"

Zhao Zongjing was stunned for a moment, helpless, and sighed, "Isn't my father unable to fight Wen Yanbo... Do you don't know how miserable we are this time?"

Zhao Zongjing pointed to his nose and said, "According to the new royal regulations, my throne can only last for three generations, that is, me, my son and my grandson, do you know? After three generations, I will become an ordinary person."

Wang Ning'an grinned and said, "Third generations are not bad, how much do you want? My son's official position is gone, and Gou Yaer and Xiaopeng are gone!"

Zhao Zong said in a hurry: "Erlang, your two precious sons are like monkeys. What's the terrible thing about giving them to officials or not? Besides, they are still young and can increase their abilities to support themselves. My brothers are all bearded and have a bunch of children. The court does not pay their salaries. What will you do in the future? Isn't this a life-threatening life?"

Wang Ning'an was puzzled, "I said that the throne can be passed down for three generations? Your father is the Prince of Beihai, and the Prince of Beihai is the sixth son of Emperor Taizong. In other words, your brothers are the third generation, what are you afraid of?"

"Of course I'm afraid, there's only one throne!"

Zhao Zongjing cried. Seeing that Wang Ning'an had not figured out the royal family regulations, he had to patiently explain to him... The prince was granted the title of king, which was the first generation. For example, Zhao Zongjing's grandfather Zhao Yuanwei. According to the original rules, Zhao Yuanwei's son could also be granted the title of king, and there was no limit on the number of people.

The new royal family regulations stipulate that there can only be one royal title, and a maximum of three dukes... Take Zhao Yuanwei as an example. He can give birth to ten or eight, or even one hundred sons, but among the many sons, there can only be one royal title and three dukes. In addition, other sons can only receive a share of money and grain at Zongzheng Temple and hold a false position. If they get married and have children, the next generation of imperial court will not be responsible.

Further down, for example, Zhao Yuanwei passed the throne to Zhao Yunbi, who could still be the prince, and he could also pass the throne to a son, but other sons did not have the status of duke and even needed to support themselves.

Then he was demoted to another generation, and even the only king was gone. At most, he could only get the Duke of the State, and then he became the most popular.

The beauty of a gentleman will be killed in five generations!

To be honest, Wang Ning'an praised both the royal regulations.

Take ordinary people as an example. After three or five generations of inheritance, they may not know the so-called distant relatives, and there is no relationship.

Even if you are the descendant of Zhao Da and Zhao Er, after four or five generations, how many royal bloodlines are there in you?

If you don’t surrender or refuse to give in, you can afford to feed hundreds of thousands of dollars in the court!

The new regulations highlight the importance of royal blood ties.

The son of the current emperor can become a prince.

For example, Zhao Zhen, he now has two sons. The eldest son Zhao Zongye will inherit the throne, and the second son Zhao Zonglin will receive the title of prince.

Zhao Zonglin's son and Zhao Zongye's son are not brothers, but cousins. Giving him to a prince and three dukes is a great favor.

When Zhao Zongye's grandchildren and Zhao Zonglin's grandchildren were distant brothers, their relationship was reduced to a higher level, and they only gave it to one prince, which was reasonable.

When it comes to great grandchildren, it will be even further away... It is normal to treat it directly as an ordinary person. At most, there is a name in the jade book of Zongzheng Temple.

...

Speaking of which, Zhao Yunbi was lucky. As the second-generation prince, he had only one child who could inherit the throne, and no one else could get anything.

However, Zhao Zongjing earned a title of prince by relying on his contribution to the Liao Kingdom in his early years, so Zhao Yunbi's title could be passed on to another son Zhao Zongyuan. In other words, he had two kings in one family, and was second to none among the royal family.

But that's all. Without saying anything from other sons, Zhao Zongguo's title could no longer be passed on to the next generation. His son could only get one duke, and then he would be an ordinary person.

However, Zhao Zongjing, because he earned the title of king, could be passed down for two generations, which is much better than his brothers.

"Erlang, my father has six sons in total. Except for me and Zhao Zongxiang, the other four have to earn their own food. They are all in their twenties and can't do anything. What should I do in the future?"

Zhao Zongjing said speechlessly: "Everyone is brother, I can't ignore them, but my ability is limited, and it won't work with that little salary... If you don't want Erlang, please help me?"

Zhao Zongjing's eyes were filled with small stars, full of prayers.

Oh my god, I know you don’t have good intentions!

This is here to fight the autumn wind!

Wang Ning'an shook his head without hesitation, "First of all, I firmly support this royal regulations. If I help your brother at this time, what do other royal families think? What do you think about Xianggong Wen? What will the saints think? Secondly..." Wang Ning'an's voice lowered, "I am also a clay bodhisattva who crosses the river and cannot protect myself!"

Wang Ning'an told the story of confiscating his two wives' salaries and limiting his pocket money.

"Xi'er said that the reforms are different from the past. We must be cautious and not give people a real person, let alone give them a handle. We must be honest and self-disciplined, and we must not take any money except for our salary... So, I can't make money by selling novels. I'm really powerless!"

Zhao Zongjing blinked his eyes and was very smart. He said bluntly: "From me, your two wives are not kind-hearted, for fear that you, the flower-loving husband, will attract bees and butterflies, and will flirt with flowers and plants, and will cut off your pocket money!"

Wang Ning'an was stunned for a moment. He had always believed that the two wives were strictly required for his own good and that they could not take greed or take possession. However, after hearing Zhao Zongjing's words, Wang Ning'an suddenly felt that he was too idiotic, just a little white rabbit, silly and sweet...

"Brother Zong Jing, do you say that I am such a good person, is he a fool? I'm wronged!"

"You are not wronged at all!"

Zhao Zongjing said hatefully: "If you don't talk about others, what's wrong with you and that Xiao Guanyin? And that girl Liu, the song girl Yixiu..."

Zhao Zongjing calculated based on his fingers and calculated six or seven in one breath.

Wang Ning'an's face turned green, "My surname is Zhao, let me tell you, I have never heard of these people and the other has never seen them. I, I am wronged!"

"I don't care whether you are wronged or not. Anyway, there are many copybooks on the market, and there are embroidered statues!" Zhao Zongjing's tone was terrifying.

Wang Ning'an was really stupid, "It's all about me?"

"Well, most of you are, there are Wen Yanbo and Wang Anshi..." Zhao Zongjing finally couldn't help but tease and laugh, "Let you reform and let you do whatever you want, those literati are easy to mess with? Have you forgotten the allusion of the disciples?"

"How could I forget!" Wang Ning'an pressed his teeth, "There are Chen Shimei and Wu Dalang!"

These two Zhao Zongjings have never heard of them.

"Where is the new story book? Is it a lyrics or an embroidered image? Can you see the picture?"

"Can you be more elegant?"

Wang Ning'an was so angry that his face turned pale. He really didn't expect that he would become the protagonist of the novel, or the kind of official Ximen! He was so eager to cry without tears, and he had no desire to live.

"Erlang...that..." Zhao Zongjing came to Wang Ning'an's ear and whispered: "If there are too many lice, don't bite them, don't worry if there are too many debts. Erlang, I think if you can't help, you might as well be more generous and let my brothers write a storybook. They are all very literary and good at playing... Your husband Wang can definitely become the world's number one romantic figure - at least in the book, you have become famous and they have made money, so good!"

"Pooh!"

Wang Ning'an spat at Zhao Zongjing fiercely, "I'll tell you, I'll send someone to seize all the bookshops immediately, and no one will be left!"

Zhao Zongjing rolled his eyes directly, "You are too a layman. These books are all manuscripts and sold in private. How can any bookstores be published? I don't believe that you can manage millions of scholars, and of course, there are tens of thousands of royal families."

Wang Ning'an frowned and glared for a long time, completely speechless.

"Ahem... Do you think this is true? Let them take the imperial examination, there is a way out..."
Chapter completed!