Daming: My boss Zhu Yuanzhang

In the capital, in the Fengtian Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was as dark as water, holding the memorial handed over by the Ministry of War in his hand, and remained silent.

Zhao Ben, the Minister of War, carefully reported Yunnan's military supplies, food and other matters, for fear of offending Zhu Yuanzhang at this time with inappropriate words.

After the death of the emperor's eldest son, Zhu Yuanzhang only stayed away from the court for one day and then began to attend the court normally again.

Although the sudden death of his beloved grandson made him very sad, he was the emperor, the people of the world needed him, and the Ming Dynasty court needed him. He could not delay the government affairs of the court because of his sorrow. After a day's delay, he forcibly suppressed it. My own sorrow!

It's just that although he forcibly resumed the early court, the mood of the ministers was inevitably affected. During this period of time, the atmosphere in the court was particularly depressing. All the courtiers were cautious in doing things, for fear that the emperor would vent their anger by inappropriate behavior at this time.

"General Fu Youde reported that it has been more than a hundred years since Emperor Shizu of the Yuan Dynasty. During this period, there have been many wars. The soldiers garrisoned in Yunnan have been unable to be found. Now our army should set up guard posts in key positions. As for the taxation of grain and grass, the general Dali was demoted. Ma said that most of the land in Yunnan is occupied by wealthy monks and Taoists, and if we only collect it according to the old system of the Yuan Dynasty, the income tax and grain may not be enough for the army."

Zhao Ben lowered his head and reported softly.

After Zhu Yuanzhang listened patiently, he finally said: "Then all the temples, Taoist temples, and the land managed by the former government will be merged into official fields, and the troops will cultivate them. In addition, the grain received by the salt merchants will be used for supply." Army.”

It has been some time since the army went to Yunnan. Although the war was victorious, future governance is still a troublesome matter.

Now that the chieftain tribes have just surrendered, the army must not be able to withdraw so quickly. Otherwise, if these people rebel and then send troops to conquer again, the cost will be even greater.

But with so many troops stationed, military supply has become a problem. He originally wanted to refer to Qian Yuan's garrison layout, but he couldn't find the military register, so he could only make a decision based on the situation. Wait until the situation stabilizes in the future. Slowly withdraw some troops.

"Yes, I obey your order!"

Zhao Ben received the holy order, bowed respectfully and left, returned to the train, and quietly wiped away the cold sweat.

The pressure to do something at this juncture is really too great. All other ministries can push back on matters that can be pushed back, and wait until the emperor recovers from the grief of losing his beloved grandson before reporting. However, the affairs of the Ministry of War are being delayed. No, especially since the current army conquering the south has not yet returned to the court, all matters must be reported in a timely manner.

After Zhao Ben finished speaking, Ruan Zhen, Zhang Zongyi and other ministers remained silent. They put things off as long as they could, and everything was fine.

However, the Ministry of Rites can't drag it out any longer. The emperor's eldest grandson passed away from illness, and the funeral has been decided by the Ministry of Rites. It's been several days. If they can't come up with a charter, I'm afraid His Majesty will kill him. Got it!

At this time, Gesi Ting resented that he had not resigned earlier and had to wait until now to catch up with such a difficult matter.

"The Ministry of Rites has reported to Your Majesty. After discussing with the officials of the Ministry of Rites, I believe that the emperor's eldest grandson has not been granted the title during his lifetime and should be promoted to the county king. The initial title of the king is Yu and the posthumous title is Huai. Please make your decision."

Gesi said as he left work tremblingly.

As soon as he said these words, the atmosphere in the Fengtian Palace became even more depressed, and even the gasps of the ministers became much quieter.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his heart suddenly felt cramped, and he couldn't help but feel sad on his face.

But of course he looked up and saw the ministers. Seeing that these people didn't dare to breathe at this time, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"The emperor's eldest grandson regards him as a prince and takes him as a prince. The rest can be done as you have agreed."

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and said calmly, without getting angry or crying.

Hearing this, Ge Si felt relieved and immediately agreed respectfully: "I obey your order!"

After Luo Si finished talking about this important matter, he stepped back, while the others continued to bow their heads and remain silent. Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang did not force him. He left Fengtian Hall first amid Xu Shou's cry of "retreat from the court without incident".

After he left, the tense nerves of the ministers relaxed a little, and they dispersed in twos and threes and left.

More than ten days later, the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying was promoted as King Yuhuai and was buried in the east of Xiaoling Tomb in Zhongshan.

Along the way, all the officials were buried in plain clothes. Zhu Biao's family wept and shed tears. They were devastated for the child who died in infancy. Queen Ma also shed tears.

When Zhu Xiongying was seriously ill, Queen Ma took him into the palace to take care of him personally. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was unable to save her grandson in the end.

After the funeral, Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma returned to the harem. Queen Ma was wiping tears and coughing. Zhu Yuanzhang supported her. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Don't work too hard and pay more attention to yourself."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and persuaded.

"I'm fine, I just feel sorry for our grandson, he is only eight years old!"

Queen Ma said with tears on her sleeves.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang was equally sad in his heart, but unlike Empress Ma, he could show his sadness without hesitation.

"Hey, you should pay more attention. You are exhausted from taking care of Xiongying during this period. I will ask the imperial doctor to take a look at you later." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said.

Queen Ma nodded slightly, but the sadness in her heart could not be stopped.

The next day, Zhao Xuan, the envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital, brought four or five imperial doctors, including Dai Sigong and Liu Chun, into the palace to treat Empress Ma.

After several consultations on diagnosis, Zhao Xuan reported the results to Zhu Yuanzhang. It turned out that what Queen Ma had received was just evidence of ordinary wind and cold. Zhu Yuanzhang was relieved after hearing this.

With the passage of time, the cloud of the death of the emperor's eldest grandson gradually disappeared, and the ministers in the court slowly returned to their previous state. When it was time to do things, they would do things secretly.

But Fu Youde, Mu Ying and others in Yunnan were extremely busy. Although most of the chieftains everywhere had surrendered, some of them continued to rebel, and some even spread rumors that the Ming army had withdrawn. Mu Ying took advantage of this. Fu Youde and others attacked Yunnan City when they sent troops to quell the rebellion.

Li Wei directly ordered people to move the artillery to the city wall, and bombarded the rabble who came to invade the city. These people were frightened and fled in all directions.

Yunnan has many dangerous mountains. Many rebels could not defeat them and hid in the mountains. When the Ming army relaxed, they would come out to harass them again, causing great annoyance to the generals.

In the blink of an eye, winter turns to spring, and the weather slowly gets hotter. However, the hearts of the doctors in the imperial city are getting colder and colder!

Because after more than a month of their diagnosis and treatment, Queen Ma's condition not only did not improve, but gradually worsened!

After Zhao Xuan, Dai Sigong and other imperial doctors looked around and asked, they began to discuss anxiously.

"How is it? How is the Queen's condition?" Zhao Xuan asked impatiently.

Although he is the hospital envoy, he still has to rely on these imperial doctors when it comes to medical skills. But if the imperial doctors can't cure him, he, the hospital envoy, can't escape! (End of chapter)