He can lay a lot of groundwork for his successors, and even go so far as to bloodbath the officialdom, but he can't control his own affairs.

"Um."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

There was one most significant benefit to Lao Zhu's efforts to reduce the feudal vassals during his lifetime.

That is, cut one off and don’t dare touch the others.

If both Lao Zhu and A Biao were not alive, and the kings were pushed into a hurry, they would probably join forces with each other to imitate the Western Jin Dynasty and start a rebellion among the kings. After all, due to the butterfly effect, Zhu Xiongying's uncles were not as good as they were in the original historical trajectory. So 'friendly'.

"Grandpa Huang's time is running out. Since last night, he has been feeling more and more dizzy."

"Just do whatever you want, but you must remember."

"They are all your uncles, and the blood of our Zhu family flows in their bodies."

Lao Zhu's words are full of too much helplessness.
Chapter completed!