Daming: Spoilers about the future, Zhu Yuanzhang collapsed

In the palace, the Minister of Revenue Xia Yuanji had a bitter face.

It looks like he had eaten dozens of kilograms of bitter melon raw.

It seemed as if all the suffering in the world was borne by him alone.

"Your Majesty, I really have no money."

He looked at Zhu Di and spoke, his voice full of helplessness and bitterness.

Xia Yuanji looks at least five years older than his actual age.

In Xia Yuanji's memory, his great-grandfather, his grandfather, and his father were not bald.

But now, he was somewhat afraid to take off the official hat on his head.

Because once it was taken off, his extremely sparse hair would be exposed.

These are all the aftereffects of serving as the Minister of Revenue for many years.

The Minister of Revenue seems to be holding the purse of a country, which is quite glorious.

But in fact, he is also a complete punching bag.

Everything in the country needs money.

They all reached out to the Ministry of Revenue to ask for it.

If there were no war in the country, everything would be easier.

But the emperor he met happened to be a particularly good fighter.

Since he ascended the throne, he has been conquering the east and the west without stopping.

It was not just about conquering the east and the west. He also went to Southeast Asia and the West, compiled the Yongle Encyclopedia, moved the capital to Beijing, dredged the Grand Canal...this series of major events were all accomplished by him.

Among so many things, which one doesn’t cost money?

Behind every major event, there are countless amounts of money and grain, which are spent like running water.

These years have been tough for him, the Minister of Revenue.

In recent years, the relocation of the capital has cost a lot of lives.

Now we have finally tightened our belts and gritted our teeth to get the capital moved.

As a result, the capital had just been moved and there was only a few days of peace before the three main halls were struck by lightning.

After burning down, it has to be rebuilt...

There are countless places that need money...

Just thinking about it made him feel exhausted.

The daily expenses are enough, but now, Your Majesty is going to launch a large-scale northern expedition. Isn't this a matter of life and death?
How can you play like this?

Zhu Di, who looked thin, heard what Xia Yuanji said.

The face suddenly turned much darker.

He sat up straight and placed his hands on the jade belt around his waist.

He leaned forward slightly, looked at Xia Yuanji and said, "Minister Xia!

The Tartars have been disrespectful to our Ming Dynasty and have harassed us many times.

Despise the power of our great Ming Dynasty.

Like a fly, it can't be shaken off.

These barbarians fear power but not virtue.

The only way to solve the problem is to march north and kill them all!

Only in this way can we spread the power of our Great Ming Dynasty outside the territory and let them know that our Great Ming Dynasty’s power is inviolable!
We will achieve our goal in one battle and make sure the barbarians will never dare to invade the Ming Dynasty again!

I haven't used military force for several years. Do these bandits really think I'm old?

Do you think there are no strong men in the Ming Dynasty?

I'm still alive!

This time, I will lead the troops personally to show them that I am not old yet!
You can still ride your horse, whip it, wear your weapons and lead the army in person!

I want to tell them that anyone who offends the Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away they are!

This war will bring another twenty years of peace in the North!
Minister Xia, you are also an old minister.

After following me for so many years, you should be able to understand what I mean, right? "

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuanji said: "Your Majesty is still strong despite his age, and your sword is still sharp.

Your Majesty's thoughts and ideas are also for the sake of our Ming Dynasty.

He had a far-sighted vision and profound considerations, all for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for future generations, and for the sake of the general public.

As for what Your Majesty has said, the barbarians fear power but not virtue, and are fickle.

It is a disaster for me in the north.

Your Majesty, it is right for you to lead the troops to destroy it.

You can't be polite to these bastards!"

After hearing Xia Yuanji's words, Zhu Di leaned forward slightly and then sat back down.

He also put down his hands that were pressing on the jade belt.

The expression on his face also eased a lot.

"So, Minister Xia supports the Northern Expedition?"

There was also some relief in Zhu Di's voice.

Xia Yuanji said: "Support! Definitely support!

Your Majesty's thoughts and concerns are all for the great Ming Dynasty, and how can I not support you?"

Zhu Di showed joy when he heard this.

"Okay, with Minister Xia's words, I feel relieved!

Minister Xia, let's go and prepare food and fodder immediately!

Once the food and fodder are prepared, I will immediately lead my troops north to destroy those bastards!
Cut off the heads of Aluta and others!

Let these bastards see the power of the Ming Dynasty!"

Xia Yuanji's face fell again, and he looked at Zhu Di and said, "Your Majesty, there is no money.

I’m really out of money.

The Ming Dynasty simply couldn't hold on and had to fight again...

If we continue to fight, many problems will arise.”

Zhu Di, who had a smile on his face just now, suddenly turned dark again after hearing Xia Yuanji's words.

It’s even darker than before, as black as the bottom of a pot!

The anger was also rising.

Once again, he placed his hands on the jade belt around his waist.

The way they looked at Xia Yuanji had changed somewhat.

He felt that he had been fooled by Xia Yuanji.

This guy, he just said it so nicely that I thought this bastard was going to agree.

But in the end, I ended up doing the same thing to myself!
“No money, no money!
All I know all day long is that I have no money!

What do I want you, the Minister of Revenue, for?
Where did the Ministry of Revenue’s money go?”

Zhu Di couldn't help but raise his voice and scolded Xia Yuanji angrily.

The aura on his body also became extremely scary.

"Your Majesty, money is needed everywhere.

There are holes everywhere!"

As he spoke, he counted on his fingers and started to calculate the accounts with Zhu Di.

"On the tenth day of the first lunar month last year, the weather was extremely cold and large tracts of people were affected.

Many died of starvation and freezing.

His Majesty has ordered the release of grain for relief...

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, His Majesty issued an order..."

Xia Yuanji began to talk about it here, like he knew everything by heart.

There is no need to look at the account book at all, every item is remembered very clearly.

Including the time, place, reason, and corresponding expenses.

In a short moment, he had already told Zhu Di seven or eight points.

Zhu Di's temples began to throb after hearing this.
"Shut up!"

Zhu Di shouted angrily, interrupting Xia Yuanji's words.

Xia Yuanji immediately stopped talking and said no more.

Zhu Di took a deep breath, looked at Xia Yuanji and said, "Minister Xia, I know it's not easy for you to be the Minister of Revenue.

There are many things.

The housekeeper is not that easy to manage.

But this time things are different from before.

Those bastards in the north are becoming more and more arrogant.

There is only one way to deal with that bastard over there, and that is to kill him!

The only way is to defeat them and kill them until rivers of blood flow.

They will behave themselves next time.

Only then will they not dare to offend the Ming Dynasty again.

What I want to do this time is to achieve my goal in one go!
It brought twenty years of peace to the northern part of the Ming Dynasty.

This northern expedition seems to be very costly, but it is less than the cost of increasing defense against northern bandits in the future.

They just increased the number of troops for defense but did not take the initiative to attack.

Watching those barbarians grow stronger day by day is like raising a tiger to cause harm!

At this time, adopting a passive defense strategy can stabilize the situation temporarily.

But...how many years can it remain stable?
It’s just drinking poison to quench thirst!
The Ming Dynasty will inevitably have to fight such a war again in the future!
The cost will be much higher than now.
The situation is even more serious!"

Zhu Di was a patient person and he did not care about Xia Yuanji's earnest advice or how to reason with him.

"Your Majesty, what you said is correct.

I can also understand your Majesty's painstaking efforts.

But... Your Majesty, I really have no money..."

"Peng!"

This time, Zhu Di, who had been suppressing his anger, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He grabbed the inkstone beside him and smashed it to the ground.

The beautifully crafted inkstone was smashed to pieces.

"Someone, come! Arrest Xia Yuanji for me!
Raid Xia Yuanji’s house for me!

If you have no money, use his property as military supplies!

Let me take a look and see where all the money has gone during all these years as the Minister of Revenue!

How much money does his family have?

As soon as Zhu Di gave the order, someone rushed in from outside and was ordered to capture Xia Yuanji.

Xia Yuanji was not at all panicked when faced with this situation.

He took off his official hat himself and put it on the ground.

Revealing the sparse hair...

The guards rushed in, took Xia Yuanji down, and took him outside.

Heading towards the prison...

Zhu Di sat here, still feeling angry.

His chest kept rising and falling.

No money?

Still no money?

This guy Xia Yuanji was just being perfunctory to himself!
I just don't want to continue my northern expedition, that's all.

Yes, the Ministry of Revenue is indeed in difficulty.

It's not easy for him to be the Minister of Revenue.

However, it has been several years since I launched a northern expedition.

He knew this guy Xia Yuanji was very good at getting money and grain.

Don't think he's crying poor all the time.

But he could still get the job done just by tightening his belt, gritting his teeth, and tightening his waistline.

The army’s expedition will not be delayed due to problems with money and food.

This old guy, no matter how much he talks, he is just trying to fool himself.

You have to give up when you encounter difficulties.

Don't let yourself march north here.

But some things cannot be considered only from the perspective of money and food.

Why was he so persistent in carrying out the Northern Expedition?
It was because he clearly realized that the greatest disaster facing the Ming Dynasty was in the north.

The people on the grassland are like weeds, endless.

Back then, my father drove out the Tartars and restored China.

Later, the Northern Yuan Dynasty court was destroyed.

It completely ended the protracted war between the Ming Dynasty and the Northern Yuan Tartars.

But after they were eliminated, new tribes soon took advantage of the power gap on the grassland and grew rapidly.

People like Aluta can indeed be described as having scabies.

But...what about Wala?

The Oirat people were originally quite powerful.

Later it developed and grew rapidly.

By now, it has the potential to dominate the grassland.

If we don't get rid of it, it won't be many years before an extremely powerful country emerges in the north and threatens the Ming Dynasty!

Now I am still here, and the mighty army of the Ming Dynasty is still here.

My health is still good, and I can lead the Northern Expedition again. I should take this opportunity to beat those bastards hard and knock down their arrogance.

So how long should we wait before doing this?

Who should we rely on to do this?
Although the boss is capable, he can only maintain the status quo.

It is simply impossible to expect the boss to march northward in the future.

Although Zhanji is also very good, he has not experienced much after all.

When I am gone in the future, Zhanji may lead his troops to fight foreign wars.

But waging wars back then was not as reliable as it is now.

Now he has a commander who has fought all his life, and an invincible army that he has personally trained.

You can go north freely.

But... in another ten or eight years, after I die, will the Ming Dynasty still be able to maintain the same combat power as it does now?

I'm afraid it's difficult...

So, no matter what, it is best for him to take action now and kill these bastards.

From now on, it won't be easy for one of my descendants to have someone who is as capable and daring as I am in fighting.

It is so difficult for a person like me to launch a Northern Expedition nowadays.

Not to mention other descendants in later generations.

Of course, in addition to these, there is a more important reason that Zhu Di will not tell anyone.

The reason was that he obeyed the will of heaven and put an end to the rebellion, seizing the throne from Zhu Yunwen.

In order to stabilize the imperial power, the power of the princes was continuously reduced.

The princes who were appointed to the frontiers were reappointed within the country.

My father, the emperor, had granted fiefdoms to the princes.

There are several lines arranged from north to south.

Through this, a very comprehensive and particularly solid defense system is formed.

With this defense system in place, we don't have to be too afraid that those people in the north will become stronger again.

But now, after I had done all this, all the clues left by my father were gone.

He needs to build a new defense system and also be responsible for the Ming Dynasty.

I am already over sixty years old.

Even if you can live, how many years can you live?
Today, there is a trend of a hegemon emerging again on the grassland.

If he didn't solve the problem himself, he would go to the underground and meet his father. Facing his father's questioning, he would not be able to speak to him with confidence.

Therefore, the Northern Expedition must be carried out!
No one can stop me!
No matter how difficult it is, we must solve it!

Zhu Di sat here thinking about these things, his face becoming more resolute.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand as he gripped the armrest of the chair.

After sitting like this for a while, there was some noise coming from outside.

Zhu Di raised his eyes, then lowered them again, too lazy to pay any more attention.

After a while, a eunuch came in and reported.

It was said that the Crown Prince, the King of Han, the King of Zhao, and the Crown Prince's grandson came to ask for a meeting.

"Let them get in!"

Zhu Di put one foot on the dragon throne and spoke.

The eunuch hurried to pass on the message.

Soon, a group of four people entered.
The man in front is so huge that he can take on two people.

My legs and feet are a little inconvenient.

Walking is also a little unsteady.

This person was none other than Zhu Gaochi, the crown prince of the Yongle Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty.

Following behind him was a bearded man wearing a dragon robe.

The third one is a thin man, a famous arrogant monk.

The one further back is handsome and handsome.

He is Zhu Di's good grandson.

It can make the Ming Dynasty prosperous for three generations.

"My son, I pay homage to my father and say hello to him."

"Your grandson pays respects to Grandpa Huang and wishes him well."

After they came in, they bowed to Zhu Di.

Say hello out loud.

"I am safe!"

Zhu Di still had a unhappy look on his face.

It was not until he set his eyes on his eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji that he showed some tenderness...

The three brothers Zhu Gaochi sat down one by one.

The good saintly grandson Zhu Zhanji did not dare to sit down and stood behind his father.

"Let's talk about the grassland. What kind of rules do you have?"

Zhu Di looked at his three sons and one grandson, then spoke.

After saying that, his eyelids drooped again.

The last person he looked at was clearly Zhu Dapang.

Zhu Gaochi was obviously prepared. He knew that his father was angry at the time, and he also knew what his father wanted to hear.

He said, "Father, I don't think this incident is a big deal.

It was nothing more than some looting on Aluta's side.

Although it's a bit bad, it's not too serious.

There's no need to make a big fuss.

The Ming Dynasty only needs to increase troops in the north and strengthen defense.

And ordered Aluta to hand over the person, admit his mistake, and make atonement.

The war in the north is far from being resolved by force.

Don't use weapons rashly, Father!"

"Boss, what are you talking about?!"

Before Zhu Gaochi could finish his words, the bearded Zhu Gaoxu beside him couldn't help but speak.

"Alutai has done something like that, and you say this is a small matter?

This is no small matter at all!

Aluta is secondary, the important one is the Wala tribe in the north.

The power of Wala is growing stronger and stronger.

It’s not enough for you to only consider Aluta!
Anyone who offends the Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away they are!

Rules must be established.

Let alone Alutai daring to plunder, even if he dares to pee in our Ming Dynasty, we have to chop off his head!"

"Yes, yes! His head must be chopped off!"

The arrogant layman immediately spoke up and raised his hands and feet in agreement.

“Also, I heard that Tuohuan’s grandson Yesen has an unusual appearance, with the eyes of an eagle and the back of a wolf, and he looks like an emperor.

If we don't destroy him, he will definitely become a disaster for our Ming Dynasty."

"Yes, yes! It must be destroyed!"

Zhu Gaosui nodded in agreement repeatedly.

Successfully transformed into a repeater.

Professional supporting actor.

"This is the nonsense the fortune teller is talking about over there, and you guys believe it?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at his two younger brothers with love and concern.

"No matter if he is talking nonsense or not, since there is such a rumor, it means that these people have rebellious intentions!

Still trying to figure out destiny.

Don’t you think they deserve to die?”

"Damn it! Kill them all!"

Zhu Gaosui responded repeatedly.

Looking at his two younger brothers who were obviously obsessed and only wanted to fight the Northern Expedition, Zhu Gaochi felt helpless.

This crude warrior knows nothing!

"But... the treasury has no money."

Zhu Gaochi throws out his trump card
Zhu Gaoxu's expression froze.

He ignored the eldest brother and focused on talking to his father.

"Father, I have already figured out how to deploy the troops.

This time, we will lead the army out from Zhangjiakou...

Let Aluta capture the leader first.

One battle will end in a draw!
Then, we can take them by surprise, launch a long-distance raid, and destroy Wala..."

"Yes, kill them all!"

Zhu Gaosui played the supporting role.

Zhu Gaochi put his hands in his sleeves and said nothing.

When the second brother was talking most excitedly, he blurted out: "No money!"

"This time, let's drink from the vast sea and seal the wolf's lair! Let's take down the grassland in one battle!"

"Yes, yes! Fenglangjuxu!"

"No money."

"Peng!"

Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help it and slapped the table hard.

"What do you mean, Boss?
Just say I have no money?
We are discussing the Northern Expedition. What else can you say besides no money?"

Zhu Gaochi still had the same expression, looking a little cowardly.

"But, I just don't have the money."

"No money! No money! You just keep saying no money!
You might as well go home and eat instead of discussing things here!"

Zhu Gaoxu couldn't stand it anymore.

“But there’s no money for food.

The East Palace is poor.

Not as wealthy as you, the second brother.

Just a few golden beans would be enough to feed hundreds of people in the East Palace for several days."

Zhu Gaoxu's expression froze, and then he became furious.

"Good boss, you're waiting for me here!
How can you talk like that? ! "

Zhu Di, whose face had already turned dark, finally couldn't help it.

With a bang, he slapped the table in front of him.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, who were talking excitedly, immediately shut up and walked back after hearing what was said.

Zhu Gaochi was fat, had difficulty walking, and was slow to stand up.

Or rather, he didn't want to leave at all.

He said, "Father, Minister Xia is a talented and capable official.

Dedicated to the country

You can’t treat him like that…”

Zhu Di's face turned completely black.

"Zhanji, take your father and get out of here!"

"okay!"

Zhu Zhanji responded and walked out with his father.

After the people disappeared, Zhu Gaochi's voice came from outside the palace, pleading for Xia Yuanji...

"What the hell is this? It's nothing!"

When his ears were finally quiet, Zhu Di could not help but curse angrily.
With a heart full of depression.

After sitting here for a while, Zhu Di came to the Taimiao.

Stand for a long time.

Staring at the portrait of his father in a trance.

After the Jingnan Campaign was successful, he took power.

For a long time, Zhu Di did not dare to look at his father's portrait.

I always felt that it was his father questioning him why he took away his nephew's kingdom.

However, twenty years after ascending the throne, Zhu Di felt much calmer when looking at his father's portrait.

"Father, I'm sure you support my northern expedition, right?"

After standing here for a while, Zhu Di spoke out loud.

"Yes, we support it!

You should beat him severely!"

A voice sounded from behind him. Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, his face full of excitement and disbelief.

Then, it was replaced by murderous intent.

With a choking sound, he drew out the sword at his waist, turned around suddenly, and stabbed behind him.

What a piece of shit, how dare he pretend to be my dad here!

(End of this chapter)