Mixed with salted fish in Hongwudang

Chapter 575 Your Majesty, I advise you to be kind!
When Timur and the Golden Horde were on the verge of a major enemy, several armies of the Ming Dynasty also arrived at strategic locations one after another.

After Chang Sheng broke through the Beiyuan Khan Court, he followed the planned strategy at the beginning to migrate to Beiyuan as a whole.

However, due to the cold winter, he postponed the migration until spring.

In this way, he could not divide his troops to pursue Mahamu, he could only watch Mahamu escape with the essence of Bei Yuan.

Even so, the 200 people he led to monitor more than [-] million Beiyuan civilians and surrendered soldiers put him under great pressure.It wasn't until Feng Sheng and Fu Youde's troops came to meet up that Chang Sheng's pressure was relieved.

Relatively speaking, it was much easier for Sapphire to receive the legacy of the Chagatai Khanate.

Firstly, the population of Chagatai is relatively concentrated, only in a few areas with fertile land. As long as important rivers and passes are occupied, the way in and out of Chagatai can be blocked.

Secondly, Chagatai has a relatively close relationship with Daming, and the locals are inexplicably friendly to the Ming army, and are even willing to be the leading party to help them find the Chagatai rebels hiding everywhere.

However, the news brought back by the scouts ahead made Sapphire immediately ready for battle, and quickly sent the news back to Daming Capital.

On the occasion of the 40 expeditions of Chen Bing outside the Great Wall to the Northern Yuan Dynasty and the Chagatai Khanate, the Jinling City of the Ming Dynasty was filled with festive Chinese New Year.

Jugglers from all over the Ming Dynasty gathered in the capital, and the famous merchants and shops in the capital even arranged luxurious lanterns at the entrances of the shops in advance to celebrate the New Year of Ming Dynasty.

When a group of victorious cavalry rushed into the capital and brought back the news that the Northern Expeditionary Army had destroyed Bei Yuan, the people in the capital became even more excited and spontaneously ran to the streets to sing and dance, celebrating the unprecedented great military exploits.

At the same time, the prestige of the emperor's grandson resounded throughout Daming, and the voices of the common people shouted long live from morning till night.

All the officials in the capital were also very excited. When they went to the court, they walked with the wind, as if they had won the victory themselves.

Zhu Yuanzhang wore a robe and visited the capital accompanied by Zhu Yunxi. After seeing the people in the capital so excited and excited, his mood also became cheerful.

In fact, he had already heard the news of the victory from the front line from the telegram, but when he heard the messenger shouting the victory into the city, he still couldn't hide his excitement in his heart.

Old Zhu held Dasun's hand tightly, patted on his hand and said.

"It's all your credit!"

Zhu Yunxi said unceremoniously upon hearing the words.

"necessary!"

Old Zhu secretly rolled his eyes when he heard this, and even regretted praising his grandson.

This grandson really doesn't know how to be modest!
"But you can't be arrogant and underestimate the enemy. You must know that even if a country is big and warlike, it will die!"

"understand!"

Lao Zhu saw that his grandson was so happy that he almost floated into the sky, so he didn't bother to take care of this guy.

But after thinking about it, Lao Zhu felt relieved.

If he had such breakthrough achievements at Zhu Yunxi's age, he would probably be more ruthless than Zhu Yunxi.

Lao Zhu wanted to break through this layer, and when he looked at Dasun again, he was much more kind.

"Da Sun, what are you going to do with the rest of the matter, when will you withdraw from Mobei?"

"retreat?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Lao Zhu in puzzlement.

"Why are we retreating?"

"Uh uh..."

When Lao Zhu heard this, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Da Sun, don't you want to garrison troops there?"

Zhu Yunxi tilted his head and asked.

"is it not OK?"

Lao Zhu immediately gave him a blasting hammer, and regardless of the pedestrians on both sides of the street, he started to curse him kindly.

"You are such a stick, why do we have such a silly grandson like you!"

"It is not difficult to defeat Beiyuan, but it is very difficult to govern Beiyuan. It is very difficult. It is even more difficult to occupy Beiyuan and turn it into a land of Ming Dynasty!"

When Lao Zhu let out the roar of the dragon, Jin Yiwei, who was disguised as a commoner, immediately gathered and separated him from the commoners on the street.

Seeing this, Lao Zhu also realized that this is not a place to train his grandson, so he could only turn his back in resentment, and then gave instructions to Erhu next to him.

"Back to the palace!"

"promise!"

When Zhu Yunxi was forcibly arrested by Lao Zhu and taken to the palace to criticize, Chen Zongli was carrying a ledger, planning to go to the palace to cry to the old emperor.

The two met at the gate of the palace, Lao Zhu knew what Chen Zongli was here for without asking, and immediately waved to him.

"Go to Qianqing Palace and wait for us first, we will go find you after cleaning up this Ni Sun!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

Lao Zhu left Chen Zongli behind, and took Zhu Yunxi to the Taimiao, pointing to the rows of tablets on the Taimiao.

"Your Majesty!"

"Oh!"

"We know that you have made great contributions to Daming and completely solved the scourge of Beiyuan, but you have to understand that governing the country is not just playing tricks. The more land the better, the bigger the territory is not the better."

"The larger the territory, the more places that need to be stationed. The more soldiers there are, the greater the demand for military supplies and food, and the higher the cost of transshipment."

"At the same time, there are family members accompanying the army. You have to take care of what these people eat and drink!"

"oh oh……"

"We know that you are not convinced, and we thought to ourselves that we have made such a great contribution, why should we still scold you?"

"But we really do it for your own good, and we don't want you to be dazzled by this little credit and become a tyrant like Emperor Qin and Han Wu!"

"Oh oh oh..."

Seeing that he was not used to what he said, this Nisun always used "oh" to perfuse himself, so he immediately picked up the crutch and hit Nisun on the back with a bang.

However, after Lao Zhu beat him for a long time, Zhu Yunxi didn't even fart, but licked his face and asked him if he was hungry.

Old Zhu was so angry that he was half dead, but if he continued to beat him, other than breaking his own arm, it would be of no use to Ni Sun.

As a last resort, Lao Zhu had no choice but to accept his crutches and lead Ni Sun to Qianqing Palace to find Chen Zongli.

As soon as Chen Zongli saw the old emperor returning with his grandson, he immediately stepped forward to complain.

"Emperor Grandson, when will the 40 troops from Mobei and Tianshan withdraw?"

"If you don't withdraw it, Daming's treasury will run out of rats!"

Old Zhu smiled coldly when he heard the words, silently dropped Zhu Yunxie and broke up with Chen Zongli, and hid aside to watch the excitement.

He had already guessed that Daming's finances were about to run out. After all, 40 troops had been mobilized. In the past six months, there was no need for money to eat and drink. Even if the grandson could earn money, how long would he be able to support him?

Sure enough, before he went to ask Chen Zongli about it, Chen Zongli ran over and cried poorly.

"Master Chen, hold tight on your side, the troops will definitely withdraw after the New Year's Eve!"

Chen Zongli heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and when Lao Zhu heard this, he snorted disdainfully and gave Chen Zongli a meaningful look, letting this guy experience it for himself.

Chen Zongli has been with Lao Zhu for many years, as soon as he saw Lao Zhu's eyes, he knew that the emperor's grandson was slandering him, and he was so angry that he knelt down in front of Zhu Yunxi and cried.

"Emperor grandson, this battle can no longer be fought, and the people of Ming Dynasty will really eat dirt if this fight continues, woo woo woo..."

Zhu Yunxi said with disbelief when he heard the words.

"Isn't it?"

"Gu's taxes have been very low in the past few years. Every family should have surplus food!"

Hearing this, Chen Zongli wiped his eyes with his sleeve in embarrassment, and then explained in a low voice.

"What Wei Chen said was to continue the fight..."

"Oh oh oh..."

"Old Chen, just put your heart in your stomach, you will definitely withdraw your troops after the New Year alone!"

When Chen Zongli heard this, he immediately felt relieved, and then asked tentatively.

"Your Highness, are you serious?"

When Zhu Yunxi heard the words, he pointed to the sky and swore.

"I swear by my ancestors!"

Old Zhu hurriedly interrupted upon hearing this.

"Ni Sun, don't swear on the ancestors of our old Zhu family, our old Zhu family ancestors can't cover you as a god!"

Zhu Yunxi said in embarrassment when he heard the words.

"Then I swear by the character of Grandpa Huang. Surely you can trust Grandpa Huang's character?"

Chen Zongli was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, what kind of character is there in Zhu Tuhu? If you swear by his character, wouldn't it mean that the withdrawal of troops is dead?

Old Zhu was also half-deadly angry when he heard this, but when he thought that he couldn't impress his grandson, he didn't bother to talk to him.

"I swear by the character of the emperor's grandfather, that the troops will be withdrawn after the Chinese New Year!"

"Since this is the case, then I will thank the grandson of the emperor on behalf of the people of the world..."

Before Chen Zongli could finish his sentence, Lao Zhu added in a dark voice.

"You have to ask him how many soldiers he plans to withdraw, is it ten thousand or twenty thousand!"

Chen Zongli was stunned when he heard this, while Zhu Yunxi was a little out of breath.

"Grandfather, if you continue to dismantle me, I will send some young ladies in your harem to work as female workers in textile factories!"

Old Zhu stood up angrily when he heard this, pointed at Zhu Yunxi and cursed.

"you dare!"

Zhu Yunxi replied without showing any weakness.

"See if I dare!"

Seeing that Ni Sun was so determined, Lao Zhu really didn't dare to gamble with him, so he could only sit back on the chair resentfully.

Although Lao Zhu no longer disrupted the situation, Chen Zongli realized that he had been cheated, and immediately pulled Zhu Yunxi to cry again.

"Your Highness, you have to think about it for the sake of the common people in the world. Don't make too much of your achievements and seize some useless land!"

"We can't take that poor place in Mobei for free, just the cost of garrisoning troops every year can drag down our Ming Dynasty, woo woo woo..."

Seeing this, Zhu Yunxi hurriedly helped Chen Zongli up, and then dragged him to whisper.

Seeing that the grandson was hiding from him, Lao Zhu became even more angry.

But if you are angry, you are angry, and he is even more curious about why this grandson is fooling his Hubu Shangshu.

Old Zhu hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the hall cheekily, and eavesdropped behind Zhu Yunxi and Chen Zongli.

Zhu Yunxi did not drag Chen Zongli away, but dragged him to chat on the steps outside the hall.

"Old Chen, you just tighten up, Gu will definitely make a fortune for Daming after a while!"

Chen Zongli's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Is Zheng He coming back again?"

It is true that Chen Zongli cries for being poor, but it is even more true that he wants money.

In the past few years, the silver deposits in the national treasury have become less and less, while the small treasury on the side of the emperor's grandson has increased.

It is said that Zheng He's harvest from one trip to sea is worth three years of Ming Dynasty's tax revenue.

But this money does not go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, but only goes into the small treasury of the emperor's grandson.

What bothered them the most was that the money was still not available, because whether it was port opening or shipbuilding, it was all handled by the emperor's grandson, and their court money was never used at all.

Therefore, even if they are greedy for the huge profits of the sea trade, they can only hide in the small dark room and cry, not daring to blatantly ask the emperor's grandson for money.

"Don't count on Zheng He. It is said that there is a storm in Africa, and he will not be able to return within half a year!"

"Oh……"

Chen Zongli couldn't hide his disappointment when he heard the words, and then said resentfully.

"Then let's withdraw our troops and rest with the people early..."

Zhu Yunxi changed the subject when he heard the words.

"Although Zheng He hasn't come back, my second uncle is coming back soon!"

"It is said that my second uncle conquered dozens of countries during the Golden Week and seized countless gold and silver, which is enough to enrich the national treasury!"

"what?"

"what!"

Chen Zongli and old Zhu Qiqi exclaimed.

Chen Zongli simply disliked the money, while Lao Zhu thought that he could take a look at his stupid second child before he died.

Both Chen Zongli and Lao Zhu were very happy with the news that Zhu Xi was going back to China, but they quickly recalled it and raised new doubts about Zhu Yunxi.

"Your Highness, the more gold and silver, the better?"

"Now what our Ming Dynasty lacks is not gold and silver, but food!"

"40 young and strong are going to war, and millions of young and strong are transshipping grain, who will plant our Daming land?"

"Food..."

Zhu Yunxi looked up at the sky, and said something irrelevant to Chen Zongli and Lao Zhu.

"Gu heard that Vietnam and other countries have a bumper harvest of grain, which should be able to solve the food shortage problem of Ming Dynasty."

"This……"

After hearing the words, Lao Zhu and Chen Zongli asked questions together.

"Would you like to put our Daming's food security in the land of Vietnam?"

"In case Vietnam doesn't sell us..."

Zhu Yunxi said coldly when he heard the words.

"Humph!"

"If they dare not sell it, Gu will order someone to snatch it!"

"In short, food will never become a problem that troubles Daming!"

"is it?"

Chen Zongli and Lao Zhu expressed doubts about this, but seeing Zhu Yunxie's words were so firm, they stopped talking too much.

However, after sending Zhu Yunxi away, Lao Zhu left Chen Zongli alone and discussed some things in secret.

The eldest grandson likes to take risks, and he, as a grandfather, has to provide some insurance for the eldest grandson.

"Chen Zongli, please count the grain production of each province in Ming Dynasty this year, and transfer some to the capital in advance."

"Follow Your Majesty's orders!"

"In addition, the salaries and food of the vassal kings in various places will be suppressed temporarily, so that they can support themselves for a while, and will be reissued to them after the grandson withdraws."

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"The salary of the last hundred officials..."

When Chen Zongli heard this, his head "hummed", and he thought that the old emperor really cheated all the officials when he was short of money.

It's just that I don't know what harm the old emperor plans to do this time, whether to use peppercorns instead, or to use coal tickets, cloth tickets, salt tickets, etc. as salary.

"Let's cut half of the salaries of the officials first, half of the remaining half will be found in silver, and half will be given in kind."

"As for the specific distribution, you can discuss it with the officials of the household department!"

Chen Zongli burst into tears when he heard this. The emperor really didn't regard Baiguan as an "outsider".

If he wasn't afraid that Lao Zhu would chop him off, he would have to shout at Lao Zhu.

Your Majesty, I advise you to be kind!
(End of this chapter)