The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

After giving these instructions, Zhu Hongyu didn't want to continue playing with his children anymore.

He kept pacing in place, with worry visible to the naked eye.

To be honest, Zhu Hongyu's views on Zheng Chenggong are very complicated.

Although Zheng Chenggong is a national hero, he also has a lot of problems. He has a bad temper, likes party disputes, and often has selfishness in doing things.

But it is undeniable that in the years after the Chongzhen Year, he was indeed the most important leader of the anti-Qing forces.

It can be regarded as the white jade pillar of the Ming Dynasty in the southeast, and the Zijin Liang of the sea.

At the beginning of contact, Zhu Hongyu admired Zheng Chenggong very much.

Because, at that time, his impression of Zheng Chenggong came completely from history, from the tall, upright and radiant image in the history books.

However, later on, as the two deepened their cooperation, they spent more time getting along.

Out of the instinct of a monarch, Zhu Hongyu began to doubt Zheng Chenggong's power and strength again, worrying that he would pose a threat to him.

"Forget it, I'd better go to Yanping Prince's Mansion myself!"

The current Daming, as a whole, doesn't care much about Nuer Gandusi.

Let alone now!

For a prince's funeral, the ostentation was astonishing.

There is no longer any objection to the emperor sending troops to recover Nuer Gandusi.

The construction of the ancient emperor's mausoleum is a veritable big project for the country!
Generally speaking, in order not to rush to build the emperor's mausoleum after the emperor's death, it would be too laborious and costly.

Before the voice fell, Zheng Xuan ran in all the way holding the hem of her skirt.

Zhu Hongyu even participated in the lifting of the coffin. Although he didn't carry the whole process, he just helped when the coffin was lifted, and he didn't care when he left the palace!
But it can be regarded as giving Zheng Chenggong enough honors!

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly, and then began to arrange for the funeral.

Now that Zheng Jing has resigned as the chief minister, someone has to take over.

……

The Minister of Finance of Ming Dynasty stood up and said.

The relationship between the two can be regarded as a model of the relationship between the monarch and his ministers!
Zhu Hongyu attaches great importance to Zheng Chenggong.

Of course, what's more important is the honor of being buried with the emperor's mausoleum!

……

According to historical records, Zheng Chenggong himself suffered from severe headaches, which is likely to be that kind of severe cardiovascular disease.

It was only halfway through the drive, and a group of fast horses came running from a distance, heading straight for the drive.

"Send someone to inform Concubine Zheng, and say that King Yanping is seriously ill, and let her go with me to visit!"

But when they saw that it was the emperor, they stepped aside one by one and bowed.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the prince has passed away. I, a woman, am really in a panic and don't know what to do."

Zhu Hongyu ordered someone to fetch a pen and paper, soaked it with ink, and started writing.

Zhu Hongyu got off his horse, and then, surrounded by a group of guards, strode towards the mansion.

Zhu Hongyu did not hesitate to send troops to recover Yaksa.

During the questioning, Zhu Hongyu's voice was obviously hoarse, and there was obvious sadness in his words.

If there is no garrison, the Raksha people will definitely make a comeback.

"Nonsense! What nonsense are you talking about!"

It's just posting money in it!

Then I was thinking about how to order the adjustment of the appointment and dismissal of the imperial court's officials in Dayuan Island.

Because in Daming, no one can object to Zhu Hongyu's decision.

Zheng Chenggong's death, to them, was undoubtedly the sky falling.

However, if you use national security as an excuse, then no one will object.

On the bed, Zheng Chenggong was lying with a pale face, covered with a brocade quilt bestowed by the emperor.

Zhu Hongyu was going to visit Zheng Chenggong in person, because he knew how high the mortality rate of cerebral hemorrhage was.

What he meant was that Daming had better withdraw after the fight.

After thinking about it, Kang Mazi felt that he would lose money.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Nuergandusi is a place of bitter cold, like chicken ribs. It is a pity that the imperial court eats it tasteless and discards it, and it is still thousands of miles away. If the imperial court sends troops to recover it, it will definitely spend a lot of military expenditure. I am afraid that the gain will not be worth the loss."

Taking a deep breath, he cast his eyes down on the bed.

"Your Majesty, Saint Christine!"

"According to the news from the eastbound fleet, after Du Wenhai and others landed in Temple Street, they encountered a tribe of Daurians."

Zhu Hongyu knew that if he used other reasons to persuade the courtiers to agree to send troops to recover Nuer Gandusi, the courtiers would not necessarily agree.

But with the passage of time, Zheng Chenggong has used his performance to completely dispel Zhu Hongyu's suspicion of him.

After all, burying the emperor's mausoleum with him is a feng shui of the royal family.

Hearing this, Zhu Hongyu sighed and said.

"Your Majesty, after the imperial physician from the imperial hospital was invited to the Yanping palace, he consulted the king of Yanping."

"As far as I know, the current Raksha people are constantly migrating to Nuer Gandusi and increasing their troops."

"Not a single inch of land in Ming Dynasty is superfluous!"

"..."

Anyway, now that the general structure of the imperial mausoleum has been completed, Zheng Chenggong's coffin can be buried in the ground as long as one of the ear chambers is repaired as soon as possible.

Even the little girl in her arms burst into tears along with her mother after being at a loss for a while.

As for the buried emperor's tomb, there is not so much to say.

"Only... just after... the words, the prince went!"

Zhu Hongyu stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Chenggong's increasingly cold palm, as if he wanted to warm his cold hand with body temperature.

Opposite him, Zheng Xuan was holding her daughter Zhu Yingxue in her arms, wiping her tears from time to time.

Because the environment there is too bitter and cold, not very suitable for human survival.

Seeing this, all the senior members of the cabinet stopped saying anything.

"I summoned all of you to come here today, just to discuss how the imperial court should send troops to recover the lost land!"

According to the news reported below, after yesterday's military parade ended, Zheng Chenggong returned to his mansion and held a banquet.

Zhu Hongyu was handling government affairs in the imperial study, and reviewed the memorials that had been screened by the secretariat and the cabinet to make important instructions.

It must be recovered!

It is one thing for Zhu Hongyu to ask for their opinions, but it is Zhu Hongyu himself who can really make a decision.

Because although the official was against him, the starting point was also for the good of Daming.

If it wasn't for the sake of future generations and the wealth in the ground that cannot be mined now, Zhu Hongyu would really despise this kind of bitter cold place.

Zhu Hongyu felt that if he didn't visit Zheng Chenggong now, he might not even see him for the last time.

After the current Ming court experienced the trouble of establishing slavery, it has already developed PTSD towards the nomads in the north.

It was sent to Zhu Hongyu's desk!
Zhu Hongyu flipped through the military newspaper of the eastbound fleet, his face was full of contemplation.

Zheng Chenggong's first wife, Mrs. Dong, said with a choked voice when she heard the words.

White sails and white lanterns are hung inside and outside the Yanping Palace, and the middle door is wide open for those who come to express condolences to enter and exit.

Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

Eye sockets are red!
Obviously, she had already learned about her father's current illness from Zhu Hongyu.

Before Zheng Chenggong's sudden sudden death, Zheng Jing had been released as an official.

As if remembering something, Zhu Hongyu turned around and asked Dong Shidao again.

"According to the confession of this Daur tribe, the Raksha people sent troops to invade and occupy the Nuer Gandu Division of our Daming, and built a city in the Heilongjiang River Basin, trying to form an established fact."

Getting up from the stool, he spoke to the little eunuch beside him.

The servants inside and outside the gate of the palace saw someone coming to the gate of the palace on horseback, so they wanted to stop them.

Basically, it is how many years the emperor has been in power, and how many years the emperor's mausoleum will be built.

Only the confidants who are close enough to the emperor and have made enough credit can be treated as buried in the emperor's tomb.

When Dong heard this, she kept shaking her head.

The face is unspeakably tired!
At this time, he was not only physically exhausted, but also mentally tired.

At the same time, a piece of news from Nuer Gandusi in the north also reached Nanjing City.

Now, hearing that Zheng Chenggong was suddenly seriously ill, Zhu Hongyu found it hard to accept.

"If my Ming Dynasty can't take advantage of the Luocha people's unsteady foothold and take back the slave Gandusi, then there may be another Jiannu in the north."

"According to the judgment of those imperial physicians, the old man Yanping Wang should have a cerebral hemorrhage..."

"Does Zheng Qing's family have any last words at the last moment?"

When the eastbound fleet traveled northward to the Temple Street area, it found a Daur tribe along the coast.

Due to the existence of the telegram, the news of Zheng Chenggong's death reached Zheng Jing on the same day.

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

And how to arrange the successor officials is a question that Zhu Hongyu needs to consider now.

No one knows what the future of Yanping Palace will be like after he inherits the throne.

However, just when Zhu Hongyu was about to discuss the specific conquest strategy.

However, if you want to station troops there, just getting supplies to the troops is a big problem.

Zhu Hongyu also chose Zijin Mountain as the site of his imperial mausoleum.

Zheng Chenggong died suddenly, but Zheng Jing is still a senior official and has not come back.

At the last moment of his life, Zheng Chenggong was still thinking not to cause trouble for him...

"His Majesty, if the imperial court wants to garrison troops in Nuer Gandu, it will cost a lot of money."

Amid the greetings to greet the emperor, Zhu Hongyu walked through the crowd and strode to the side of the bed.

If a barrel of explosives generally explodes directly!
Although the Raksha people are not nomads, but they appeared in the northern border of the Ming Dynasty, and they have many characteristics in common with the nomads.

"Send someone to prepare the coffin immediately, using the best wood and the best shape..."

The funeral procession walked out of Yanping Palace, and then headed all the way to the outside of Nanjing.

"My daughter didn't even see you for the last time!"

"The imperial court wants to garrison troops in Nuergandusi, but the cost is actually not as exaggerated as everyone imagined!"

But after he was sure that the matter was true, Dang even left what he was doing and set off with his entourage lightly, all the way back to Nanjing for the funeral.

"Father... Father, why did you go like this, Father!"

There is only one word, hit!

This is the authority of a founding emperor!

Except for the Raksha people, it is difficult for other ethnic groups to adapt to the climate there.

Now that the pillars have collapsed and the main heart is broken, how can they not feel hesitant?
More importantly, the prestige of Zheng Jing, the heir of the Yanping Palace, is somewhat insufficient.

With the rubber tires pressed against the concrete road and combined with the springs to absorb the shock, Zhu Hongyu's Yudu drove very smoothly.

Even standing at the door, you can still hear faint cries coming from the courtyard of the deep house!

As soon as the emperor ascended the throne here, the construction of the emperor's mausoleum over there will begin.

If the tomb is temporarily built, it will be too late. After the tomb is repaired, even if there are anti-corrosion methods, people will probably die.

The huge founding words were posted at the beginning!
Chaowen Wu, Xungui, and a large number of Zheng Chenggong's former ministries all came to the coffin to offer incense.

Although the Little Ice Age has gradually passed, the city of Nanjing is still not easy to endure in winter.

In this era, it is really too expensive to garrison troops thousands of miles away!
This is also one of the reasons why Kangxi did not choose to garrison in Yaksa after the Battle of Yaksa.

The Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu of Ming Dynasty is in Zijin Mountain.

At this time, a large crowd of people kneeled inside and outside Zheng Chenggong's bedroom.

Hearing this, Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath, and his heart became more and more blocked.

He rubbed his tired cheeks, the night was already deep.

"So much so that the cost of the imperial court's garrison in the frontier has greatly increased!"

But Zhu Hongyu completely ignored these people, but strode towards the palace.

Although the Zheng family has ancestral graves, before Zheng Zhilong made his fortune, the Zheng family was just an ordinary family.

"Xuan'er, you don't have to worry too much!"

"Do you know what you're talking about?!"

"See Your Majesty!"

There are Zheng Chenggong's family members, as well as Zheng's servants.

The funeral procession left Nanjing City, arrived outside Nanjing City, and went to the Imperial Mausoleum of Zijin Mountain.

"Slaves... Slaves, every sentence is true, how dare the slaves lie to His Majesty?!"

With that energy, wouldn't it be nice for him to develop the New World?
Zhu Hongyu pondered for a while, then spoke.

"I have already ordered the Supreme Hospital to do their best to treat Lao Taishan."

First couplet: Half a lifetime is lost, loyalty and filial piety are hard to complete, only seeing the sun and the moon hanging high with the blood and loyalty!

According to the report below, Zheng Chenggong's illness was urgent and serious.

When Zhu Hongyu heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became very ugly.

The funeral and mourning lasted for three days, and after three days, it was the day of mourning.

Cerebral hemorrhage is a disease not to mention in this era, even in later generations, it is not easy to cure!

Besides, there are many places where Ming can produce these resources.

Many people were crying sobbing.

With the passage of time, the news of the death of King Yanping seemed to have wings, spreading continuously.

Even if the court recovers Nuer Gandusi, there will be no practical benefit.

Several servants with white cloths tied to their heads were busy hanging white sails and lanterns on the plaque.

In the next moment, big teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

"Report to Your Majesty, there is news from Yanping Palace that the prince... the prince is dead!"

Since Zhu Hongyu must be in Nanjing, the imperial mausoleum must be built in Zijin Mountain.

Ordering someone to move a chair, Zhu Hongyu sat in front of Zheng Chenggong's couch, looked sideways at the crowd kneeling in the room, and asked.

The members of the cabinet spoke one after another.

Force yourself not to cry!

"If the imperial court just stationed an army of thousands of people in the Yaksa area to maintain the imperial court's military presence in Nuergandusi, I believe the imperial court can afford it."

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Hongyu was ready to start arranging for Zheng Chenggong's funeral.

The face has obviously been taken care of, the eyebrows and beard have been simply trimmed, and even a layer of rouge has been applied.

After finishing the funeral for Zheng Chenggong, Zhu Hongyu led the team back to the imperial city.

But Zhu Hongyu did not go to rest, but ordered the secretariat to prepare to draft an edict for Zheng Jing to succeed Yanping King.

To put it bluntly, that place is still too poor and too cold.

After they are defeated, the imperial court will need to send troops to garrison them, which is just a waste of military pay.

Zhu Hongyu has no motivation to send troops to recover Nuer Gandusi!
In the current Far East Siberia region, at best, they can only produce some fur, fish catch, or medicinal materials, and they can't even grow land, which is really worthless.

It is also a sudden disease with a high mortality rate!
However, if it was a cerebral hemorrhage, Zhu Hongyu could understand why Zheng Chenggong suddenly fell ill.

Looking around, Zhu Hongyu continued to speak.

While speaking, Zhu Hongyu stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Xuan's shoulder lightly, then with a little force, he pulled her into his arms and held her gently.

On this day, Zhuque Avenue in Nanjing City was emptied.

After a long time, Zhu Hongyu seemed to accept the reality.

Just when everyone was in a state of hesitation, someone outside suddenly reported loudly.

If you want to garrison, the gain outweighs the loss!

The fast horse stopped in front of the car, and a young eunuch got off his horse, galloped all the way to Zhu Hongyu's car, and opened his mouth to report.

The eye sockets are slightly red!
The two have worked together for a long time, and the monarch and his ministers get along well, that is also a true friendship.

It only took more than ten days for Zheng Jing to return to Nanjing City.

Even Zhu Hongyu personally came forward to offer incense to Zheng Chenggong, and sent an elegiac couplet written by him himself.

When Zhu Hongyu heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and he scolded.

"..."

Zhu Hongyu sat at the front seat, glanced at the crowd with piercing eyes, and then spoke.

The cost of garrisoning troops for a year is even more than the tax that the imperial court can receive in the local area for a year.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Hongyu repeated what he had just said.

Zhu Hongyu didn't have to wait long, and soon a young eunuch came to report.

Even if you go out, you will first ask the emperor for an order.

In the car, Zhu Hongyu sat upright, frowning, with a dignified expression on his face.

"But what if it's by water?"

Over the past two or three years, although the emperor's mausoleum has not been completely completed, it can be regarded as a general outline.

The horseshoe hit the ground, and the sound was very obvious.

When he received the telegram from Nanjing, Zheng Jing couldn't believe it at first.

And Zhu Hongyu finalized the location of Zheng Chenggong's cemetery, and he planned to let Zheng Chenggong be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

"The time for the army to change defenses or to reinforce can also be greatly shortened."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Hongyu turned around and left, and then gave instructions to the little eunuch beside him.

It's all about financial considerations.

After the banquet lasted all night and ended the next morning, Zheng Chenggong stayed up all night and got very drunk!

The car drove out of the imperial city and headed all the way to Yanping Palace.

"I've said it before, I don't have a single inch of land to spare!"

……

Then he rode straight to the Yanping Palace.

"I will go to Yanping Prince's Mansion to have a look first, and Yu Jia will follow after me!"

"Immediately, the fleet will travel up the Heilongjiang River, and then the supplies can be transferred to Yaksa City."

That's it!

A number of officials began to come to Yanping Palace, ready to come to pay homage.

Seeing this scene, the little eunuch who came to report knelt down and said.

The same is true for Zhu Hongyu's imperial mausoleum, which began to be built after he ascended the throne and the situation in the world was settled.

It has never happened a few times in history that the emperor carried the coffin.

Zhu Hongyu was not made to wait long, and after receiving the oral order, all the cabinet officials came to Zhu Hongyu's imperial study.

Zhu Hongyu looked at Zheng Chenggong who was lying motionless on the bed and his body became stiff little by little, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

"My lord...before his death, the lord deliberately told us that His Majesty is busy with state affairs, and that it is not a big deal for him to be old and sick. Don't disturb His Majesty."

"Everything is at His Majesty's command!"

"The imperial concubine is here!"

Zhu Hongyu was present at Zheng Chenggong's funeral.

After hearing this, Zheng Xuan's face was instantly filled with disbelief.

Zheng Chenggong's sudden death was too sudden!
Many things were not prepared in advance, otherwise it would not be so hasty.

After writing, Zhu Hongyu put down the brush in his hand, and let out a deep breath.

The car driving team also set off and rushed towards the Yanping Palace, but the speed was obviously much faster than before.

After all, in history, Kang Mazi was able to send troops to the north to fight the Raksha people when he was facing tremendous pressure from the Jungar Khanate in the west.

With Zheng Jing's return, Zheng Chenggong's funeral also officially began.

Then it was abandoned.

When it comes to the threat of nomads, many guys who usually seem to value peace have a chance to be directly ignited.

"It doesn't cost much at all to go by water."

Even in later generations, a death rate of [-] to [-]% is not a joke.

If Zhu Hongyu's guess is correct, this city should be Yaksa City!
That is where the Qing-Russian Yaksa War broke out!
Du Wenhai sent relevant news about Yaksa City back to Nanjing, asking the imperial court to make a decision on whether to send troops to recover Yaksa City.

Nearly half of the year is winter, the temperature is often tens of degrees below zero, and the climate is extremely cold.

Then Daming couldn't be cowardly, he, Zhu Hongyu, couldn't afford to lose face like this!

"In that case, let me arrange everything!"

No matter how you say it, it's better than letting Mrs. Zheng rush to the Fengshui Treasure Land and build it from scratch.

They all come from the north, they all like to plunder and slaughter, and they all follow the principle of the jungle...

The reason is also very simple, they don't want the king to doubt themselves.

What Zhu Hongyu was thinking just now was not whether to fight or not, but how to fight!

From the mouths of these Daur people, it is known that the Raksha people built a city in the Heilongjiang River Basin, which greatly squeezed their living space.

Because in the eyes of people in this era, the place of Nuer Gandusi is really useless.

Whether a person is alive or a dead thing can be seen at a glance.

Zheng Xuan broke in directly, threw herself on Zheng Chenggong's bed, tears poured down like a bank, and cried with a choked voice.

Obviously, after Zhu Hongyu said this, the courtiers were all convinced.

Although Zhu Hongyu knew that Zheng Chenggong's current state must be very bad, he still spoke to comfort Zheng Xuan.

After that, he swung his whip and left.

Don't look at Zhu Hongyu's young, strong and vigorous life, but his imperial mausoleum has actually begun to be built.

In fact, if Zhu Hongyu didn't know how rich resources were buried underground in those seemingly desolate places now.

A cavalryman named Janissary quickly rode his horse to keep up, and followed closely behind the emperor.

And then I had a cerebral hemorrhage!
Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath, calmed down, and then spoke.

Zheng Xuan's cry blew up the atmosphere in the room again, and all the family servants of the Zheng family also started crying.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Dong hurriedly spoke.

At this time, Zheng Xuan completely ignored her usual demeanor and dignity.

The faces of these people are all sad, and many of them have a look of hesitation.

But Rouge couldn't conceal the dead air between Zheng Chenggong's brows.

However, she immediately realized that what the little eunuch said should be true.

After Zhu Hongyu finished speaking, all the ministers in the imperial study spoke together.

His official career has been smooth from the beginning to the end!
However, since Zheng Jing is now going to succeed the title of King Yanping, he must not continue to be an official.

The feng shui and specifications of Zheng's ancestral tomb are definitely not worthy of the status of Prince Zheng Chenggong!

"Mother-in-law, has the mansion notified the eldest son Zheng Jing to come back for the funeral? Has the cemetery been selected? Has the mansion made any preparations for the officials from the DPRK and China to come to express their condolences?"

Zhu Hongyu heard the words and said nothing more.

An official heard the words and stood up to object.

"Materials depart from Nanjing, go northward by water, then travel all the way to Temple Street, and then transfer from the sea outside Temple Street to inland river transportation."

"And the cause of the attack was alcoholism and emotional agitation."

Not everyone can have this kind of honor.

It is very worthy of Daming's vigilance!

The hairpin used to tie the hair was loose, and the bun was messy. A small face the size of a palm was pale, with red and swollen eyes.

Half a son-in-law, he has to do something.

His attitude is tough!
Obviously, he is not discussing with people now, but ordering.

Starting from Dayuan, it first goes north by sea to the mouth of the Yangtze River, then turns to the Yangtze River waterway and heads west all the way.

The prince's tomb is of a very high standard.

"I believe that the auspicious people in Laotai Mountain have their own celestial features, and they can definitely turn bad luck into good fortune."

This is all recorded in history books.

"My minister's opinion is that the imperial court can send troops to regain lost ground, but it is best not to garrison troops for a long time."

At this moment, another notification sounded outside.

What is a loyal minister?

The second couplet: In a lifelong battle, the mountains and rivers are broken, but there are iron bones that support the sky and the sea!
Banner: The heroic soul lasts forever.

As he got deeper and deeper into the palace, the crying sounded in his ears became more and more obvious.

Because no one dares to joke about this kind of thing with the emperor!

"Pass down the order that the king of Yanping passed away, and the court will be suspended for three days, so that all civil and military officials in the court will come to pay homage in an orderly manner!"

After thinking for a while, Zhu Hongyu ordered the relevant cabinet officials to be summoned to discuss military strategy.

In addition, Zhu Hongyu also plans to personally write a pair of elegiac couplets for Zheng Chenggong as a memorial.

Because Zheng Chenggong is the pillar of the Zheng family and the backbone of the Zheng family.

"Pass down the order to let the Tai Hospital do its best to treat it. If you need any medicinal materials, you can go to the royal medicine storehouse to get it..."

"His Majesty is here!"

……

Not only can that broken place not provide taxes to the imperial court, but also the population.

The Zheng family lost its backbone, so Zhu Hongyu, the son-in-law, naturally couldn't sit idly by.

Zhu Hongyu was not angry when he heard this.

Zhu Hongyu didn't ask for it deliberately, but they did it anyway. This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers!

The civil and military officials in the court have heard about it one after another!

The expression on Zhu Hongyu's face was very painful, and he strode all the way to Zheng Chenggong's bedroom.

Usually he is fine, but every time he loses his temper, the symptoms will attack.

The third year of the Ming Dynasty, October!
It was autumn, and the climate in Nanjing became cold again.

Why waste all that energy on such a broken ground, whoever wants it will go, anyway, I don’t want it in Qing Dynasty.

Because, whether it is Zheng Chenggong or Li Dingguo, since entering Beijing, neither of them has left Nanjing.

Over the years, although the Tai Hospital has been diagnosing and treating Zheng Chenggong, at most it only relieves the disease, but cannot cure it.

Zhu Hongyu galloped all the way to the outside of the Yanping Palace. At this time, the central door of the Yanping Palace was wide open, and people were constantly coming in and out.

"My Emperor Shengming!"

From the beginning as the chief officer of the Xiamen Special Economic Development Zone, he was promoted all the way to the chief envoy of Dayuan Island.

There is no second choice!

It is not far from Xiaoling!
Just like Yanjing's Tianshoushan Ming Tombs.

With an ugly face, he directly got out of the car, took the reins from a guard at the side, and got on the horse.

"If you want to transport troops and materials to the frontier by land, it will cost a lot. Nuergandusi's high mountains, swamps and quagmire will consume a lot of military supplies on the way to transship."

"I didn't say any last words!"

Even the Minister of Finance also stood up and said.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to make amends. It's the old minister's narrow-mindedness!"

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly, and then spoke.

"It's okay, the Qing family is also wholeheartedly for the court!"

Obviously, Zhu Hongyu didn't mean to blame him.