Daming, originally wanted to destroy it, but the system came

Chapter 14: Whose face should we care about?
It’s better not to take the things back, after all, they were all slaughtered and even made into delicacies.

It's impossible to catch it alive and carry it back in a basin, right?

So Zhu Gong ordered the county magistrate to immediately send people to send money and grain to those people as compensation.

Money is second, mainly food.

People raise these livestock, and selling them to make money is secondary. The main reason is that throughout the year, the number of times people can encounter meat is limited. Some people just wait for the New Year and festivals to slaughter and eat it.

Especially those people who were forcibly sent to catch fish and shrimp early in the morning, Zhu Zhen made people want to apologize to those people.

"Isn't it just a mouthful of food? What is eating is not eating? Although I am a prince, my father lives a simple life in the palace, and I follow them and eat vegetarian food every day, so what?" Zhu Zhen was still criticizing the county magistrate. educate.

But Wang Fu and Muchun really want to say something to the prince. It would be more educational if you were not talking with a greasy mouth and holding a chicken drumstick in your hand.

Anyway, these things are made into dishes. Wouldn’t it be a waste if we don’t eat them?
So Zhu Chu Duoshuo happened to be running around a lot yesterday, and he was really tired.

The county magistrate was sweating coldly while smiling apologetically next to him, and poured Zhu Ming a glass of wine.

"Huh?" Zhu Zhen glared and scolded: "What do you mean? I am only 12 years old. Do you think I can drink?"

As a modern person, he knows that alcohol is very harmful to brain development. At least before, he would not touch alcohol.

The county magistrate was shocked.

It was too dark last night, so I couldn't see Zhu Chu clearly.

But no matter how you look at it now, Zhu Zhen doesn't look like he is 12 years old.

How is this 12 years old?
Zhu Ming shook his head and asked the county magistrate to ask someone to get some water or some soup.

At the same time, he greeted Wang Fu and Muchun: "You guys should also eat together. But don't drink alcohol for the next two days."

Wang Fu and Muchun sat down across from each other and nodded silently after hearing Zhu Chu's words.

They knew that what happened last night was not over yet.

Although they killed more than 800 people, 960 five people were captured alive. What should be done with these people?
In addition, what should this tribe of chieftains do?
These must be resolved.

"There are brothers outside the city. Have you sent food and grass?" Zhu Min did not forget the troops outside the city while eating.

This is half of the soldiers and horses in his hands, the power he finally obtained. He doesn't care, who cares?
Muchun and Wang Fu were deeply moved. It was really commendable that Zhu Min could still remember the soldiers at the lowest level at such a young age.

"Your Highness, I have sent people to prepare food for the troops and fodder for the horses early in the morning. Please don't worry," the county magistrate on the side quickly reported.

Zhu Ming nodded and said you guys should eat too, while he frowned and thought secretly.

He was thinking about turning those prisoners into force points, that is, killing them all?

Or let them live?
And what should we do with this chieftain’s tribe?

As the Yundi vassal king, this place has become his vassal state. In theory, as long as Zhu Zhen does not rebel, he will be the local emperor here.

That is to say, Mu Ying still has a clamp on his military power and has not yet handed over all the military power of Yundi.

When that day comes, it will be time for Muying and Xiping Houfu to leave Yundi.

"Sure enough, we can't kill prisoners and carry out genocide," Zhu Xi thought to himself, having already made up his mind.As expected, he still couldn't do it, and carried out unnecessary killings for the so-called force value.

But those who were captives and their tribesmen were also to be dealt with.

So Zhu Chen thought about it, raised his head and said to the county magistrate: "This is how I plan to deal with these chieftains."

The magistrate quickly put down his chopsticks and wiped the oil on his chin with his hand, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhu Ming rolled his eyes. He didn't wipe it and didn't finish eating. Why should he be so guilty?

Wang Fu and Muchun across from him also raised their heads at this time and looked at Zhu Zhen together, wondering what the prince's plan was.

"After all, my father promised those chieftains and recognized their legitimacy. Although they were the ones who caused the rebellion this time, I don't want to kill them all. But after all, they already had evil intentions, and we killed so many people overnight. , I’m afraid I will feel resentful.”

"So I plan to find out the location of their tribe as soon as possible, and then take down all of them in one fell swoop. At that time, the old, weak, women and children will stay in Yunlong County, and you will arrange a place to take care of them. If there are too many No matter how hard it is to arrange, you can let me take it back to Dali."

"As for those in their prime who have some strength, let them perform meritorious deeds, such as reclaiming wasteland. They must be punished if they make mistakes, right?"

Taking the old, weak, women and children of the tribe as hostages and letting them manage them separately can prevent the captives from turning against them and taking risks to cause trouble again.

Moreover, these people can also be used as labor force, so why not?

Living people are more useful than dead people, especially in this era, population is the most precious resource.

"Good, great good," Muchun praised.

The county magistrate also praised: "The mercy of King Min is a blessing to those people."

Wang Fu's eyes fluctuated greatly, because Zhu Min never interfered with the march along the way and behaved extremely well-behaved and low-key.

But now that Zhu Chu has his own territory, he finally dares to show off his abilities.

At this time, Wang Fu suddenly discovered that this 12-year-old prince was actually quite capable?
But before that, let alone Wang Fu, who among the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty knew who this transparent prince was?

I'm afraid no one thought that Zhu Xi had always kept it secret, right?

What does he want to do?Why hide yourself, why stay dormant?

With the abilities that Zhu Xi has shown in the past few days, let alone how talented he is, but considering that he is only 12 years old, if he is well cultivated, he may not be able to become a powerful support for the prince after he ascends the throne.

Could it be that?
Wang Fu's eyes widened, frightened by one of his own thoughts.

Could it be that King Min did this on purpose, just to get away from that person's eyes and then go to such a border place to develop his own power?
Or even a rebellion?

"Wang Fu? What do you mean by staring at me all the time? Is my face blooming?" Zhu Zhen noticed Wang Fu's gaze and scolded angrily: "If you want to see it, go outside and look at the big girls and the little ones." Wife, go and watch my fuck balls."

"Your Highness, you are getting more and more rude," Wang Fu complained silently.

That's right, Zhu Zhen was frightened from the first few years when he traveled through time, but later became low-key and forbearing, and now he can finally reveal his true nature.

Not to mention letting yourself go, you don't need to care about anyone's eyes.

He is the biggest here, so whose face should he care about?
(End of this chapter)