Under the skin of Daliang Dingsheng, it was already rotten.
The four great aristocratic families monopolized Qianmo, the military system collapsed, the national treasury was empty, and the Northern Yan cavalry suppressed the territory.
The "Jingping Incident" twenty years ago ruined the empire's last hope of moderate reform; twenty years later, the checks and balances of imperial power were like a dull knife cutting flesh. Under the strangulation of money shortage and food smuggling, the bones of the bottom piled up the wealth of the high-ranking families.
Everyone is facing the same dying empire.
Some people choose to be blood-sucking moths, and some people choose to be passers-by who watch indifferently.
And they chose the most difficult path.
When the nobles of aristocratic families only talk about making money, when the path to advancement for the poor children is completely blocked, when the schemes of the temples turn into the victims of refugees far away in the rivers and lakes——
Real change can never be accomplished in a greenhouse, it can only be recast with boundless crisis and iron blood.
It's just that the price of this breakdown is destined to be paid for by the lives of countless nameless people.
The ultimate test of power is never how to usurp it, but whether you can keep your original intention while holding it.
The road to Guanshan is far away, and it is difficult to see clearly in the long night. This devastated world can only be destroyed and then rebuilt!
Purpose: Real change must be tempered.