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

Chapter 145: Writing a memorial to Lao Zhu

Early in the morning, Zhu Ming took Wang Fu and started a busy meal in the backyard.

I saw him rattling a good solid wood chair and splitting a gap in the middle with an axe.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Wang Fu asked curiously.

"Toilet," Zhu Xi said matter-of-factly.

"Sure enough," Wang Fu sighed helplessly. In the end, it was still a toilet. It had nothing to do with the urinal. It was still a matter of peeing and peeing.

It turns out that toilets existed in the Ming Dynasty, but only dignitaries had the opportunity to enjoy them, especially those used in the palace.

Wang Fu had the honor to see it before with King Lu, but this was the first time he saw someone making it by hand.

Judging from Zhu Chu's appearance, it doesn't seem to be difficult?

Zhu Ming's idea was also very simple. This was a temporary preparation and did not require any industrial level. He just hollowed out the seat of a chair. Because he did not have enough tools to remove the burrs, he simply asked someone to find one. The best fabric is wrapped around it.

He also knew that this was a tool Zhu Ming prepared for his beauty. He didn't want Mu Qiu's little butt to suffer.

Then he put the wooden barrel that he had prepared under the chair and measured it a little to see that it was just right.

Zhu Zhen nodded with satisfaction. It didn't need to be completely fixed, otherwise it would be troublesome when flushing.

The bucket also comes with a lid, which seals out the smell after use, which is perfect.

"Wang Fu, carry the bucket and follow me into the house," Zhu Chu greeted, raised his hand and picked up the chair and left.

Wang Fu looked at Zhu Ming's back and was about to cry. Your Highness, it's my duty to serve you and carry the urinal, but now that you are not the princess, you still need me to serve you?
Let's find someone else to blame.

"Is this my fate?" Wang Fu sighed silently, and could only hold his nose and carry the bucket to follow Zhu Chu.

In fact, this bucket is still very clean. It may even be the bucket originally used to fetch water in the house, and it has not become dirty yet.

Wang Fu felt that this was a psychological effect. When he thought about what this bucket would be used for next, he felt a little unhappy.

But there was nothing he could do but endure it.

Zhu Chu left and returned, and Mu Qiu, who was about to take the opportunity to sleep in again, sat up. He saw Zhu Chu happily bringing a broken chair to the bed and offering it to Mu Qiu with a mysterious look on his face. Qiu shows.

The chieftain had never seen a toilet before. When Wang Fu took the bucket and put it down, when Mu Qiu heard Zhu Chu describe what it was used for, Mu Qiu felt bad.

She knew about the chamber pot, but she didn't know that there was something that could be used to go to the toilet in the room.

How did you come up with this?

"Your Highness, you'd better go out," Mu Qiu urged with a look of embarrassment and a flushed face.

Zhu Zhen was stunned: "Why are you so thin-skinned now?"

You took the initiative before.

"Oh, I want to give it a try. Get out quickly," Mu Qiu said coquettishly.

Wang Fu was very foresighted. He put down the bucket and went out. He even lowered his head when he came in, pretending that Mu Qiu didn't exist.

Otherwise, how should we say hello when we meet?
princess?She is not yet.

Wood girl?Why are you sleeping in His Highness's bed?

What is this called?

Mistress?That doesn’t sound good either.

So Wang Fu is very smart, out of sight and out of mind.

Zhu Chu rolled his eyes and said mischievously: "What's the relationship between us? You're in love with me, how can I peek at you?"

Mu Qiu's face was about to bleed. When he woke up after sleeping all night, he already had physiological needs to deal with. Originally, he wanted to postpone it for a while because of his inconvenience. Now he is even more ashamed and angry and unbearable. He can only beg. He looked at Zhu Xi.

"Shall I carry you down?"

"Get out quickly."

Seeing that Mu Qiu was about to cry after being bullied, Zhu Chu got up and went out, thinking proudly: "I was so stupid before. What is 12 years old and not 12 years old? Does picking up girls have anything to do with age? Guarding such a person She’s so beautiful, and I’m still being reserved? I’m just an idiot.”

Mu Qiu spat: "It's so bad."

Zhu Chu finally got the idea. Mu Qiu was good-looking and capable, mainly capable, but this ability meant that Mu Qiu could mount a horse and carry a gun into battle to kill the enemy. He was also very smart when dismounting, and he also knew a lot of toast stuff. He used to be really stupid. It's not bad for such a good girl to just be a maid, and she's very eye-catching.

Why didn't he want it when Mu had to give it to him in the first place?
Do you think he is stupid?
Fortunately, after going round and round, I finally didn't miss it, and by some strange combination of circumstances, I captured the girl's heart unknowingly.

Zhu Ming was very satisfied.

"Wang Fu, go out with me for a walk, and then go to the barracks for a walk. Although there is no way to reward the whole army, after all, we have to wait for Governor Li to submit the memorial to the court before making a decision. Then we have to talk to the brothers. Well. After this battle, I found that I am really suitable for leading troops in battle, hahaha." Zhu Ming was really enjoying his life at this time.

But Wang Fu said: "Your Highness, I just remembered that you mentioned Magistrate Li. Magistrate Li reminded the general yesterday that when you get up this morning, you have to go to the Yamen."

"Why?" Zhu Zhen asked puzzledly.

"Didn't you send a messenger before and mentioned the issue of Hu Yuan? That Hu Yuan must not be killed. First of all, he was sent by His Majesty, and secondly, he is an official of our Han court. Unless he wants to rebel, otherwise You have to hand him over to His Majesty for punishment. After all, he is still a commander," Wang Fu said a lot.

But Zhu Zhen spread his hands and said: "The killing is over."

"Ah?" Wang Fu was stunned, thinking that your butcher's knife would strike very quickly.

Didn't you agree to prepare a report to the imperial court to ask Your Majesty what to do with Hu Yuan?Why are your little hands so fast?
"I informed you that you can submit a memorial to the court, and I didn't say that I would capture the person alive. What if he comes to His Majesty and talks nonsense? I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup that old boy poured into my father. You don't know Hu Yuan deserves to die for all the things he did in Yongchang Mansion, so I will help him," Zhu Ming waved his hands nonchalantly.

Wang Fu asked Zhu Ming quite seriously: "Your Highness, do you know that 'distribution of enfeoffments but not the soil, nobility but no visit to the people, food and salary but no management of affairs'?"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Ming had already vaguely guessed what Wang Fu was going to say.

Wang Fu sighed and began to regret in his heart. He had suddenly surrendered when he was excited on the battlefield. Wasn't it a bit sudden?

At this time, he could only explain to Zhu Zhen: "That is to say, although you are the vassal king, you are actually a mascot. It is just a symbol. You are really just called the prince. But you have no local political power, or even no The power to govern the people, that is to say, it will be fine as long as you have done what you have done in the past two months."

Before, Zhu Chu had always been a hands-off shopkeeper. He didn't know anything about all the big and small affairs in Dali City. Don't ask me. I'll be considered a loser even if I try to figure it out.

But this is actually what the feudal king should do.

If he took over Dali's government affairs as soon as he arrived, he would be exceeding his authority.

To put it bluntly, Zhu Zhen was just an idle prince. Even if he was guarding the border, he only had the right to lead troops in real wartime.

Lao Zhu did this because he was worried that the vassal king would have too much power in the fiefdom. Once he was gone, he was afraid that Prince Zhu Biao would not be able to suppress his younger brothers if he ascended the throne. He was also worried that someone would rebel.

So Lao Zhu came up with this strategy, called rule by enfeoffment, which gave the vassal kings fiefdoms and many privileges, but no political power. Once a war broke out, the court would have to give the vassal kings higher powers, and then the vassal kings would You have to lead troops to fight and serve the emperor with your life.

Even if one day the situation arises where the ruler is weak and the ministers are strong, the vassal kings can still raise troops to clear the emperor's side.

For example, Zhu Di's battle of Jingnan was fought under the banner of Qingjun.

But if according to the ancestral system left by Zhu Yuanzhang, after the Battle of Jingnan, Zhu Di would have to return the throne to Zhu Yunwen honestly.

It was only that Zhu Yunwen either escaped early or died in the fire, so Zhu Di was allowed to ascend the throne directly on the spot, saving a lot of trouble.Let’s not consider what happened to Zhu Yunwen here.

Let's just say that Lao Zhu's idea is still very good. At least if this method is applied to the late Ming Dynasty, how can Li Zicheng still think about the Donglin Party and the eunuch Wei Zhongxian?Several surrounding vassal kings led their troops to destroy him.

Zhu Di cut off the vassal vassal, but what was the result?Aren't there some princes like Wu Sangui who support their troops and respect themselves?And my surname is not Zhu. If your old Zhu family’s world is destroyed, what does it have to do with them?
All in all, one sentence.

"Logically speaking, you are not qualified to execute Hu Yuan, nor are you qualified to restore the government system of Yongchang Mansion. It is better to say that Hu Yuan is the one who accepted the fate of His Majesty and the court. He is right, and you are the rebel," Wang Fu looked at Zhu Zhen expressionlessly.

Zhu Ming suddenly remembered what Hu Yuan said before he died. Was he the one who rebelled?

"Damn, what's the truth? Who is the biological son of Emperor Hongwu?" Zhu Ming almost doubted the relationship between Lao Hu and Lao Zhu.

But this is reality, and these are the rules set by Zhu Yuanzhang himself.

Now it's you, Zhu Zhen, who has broken the law.

"So you'd better go to Magistrate Li as soon as possible, and then discuss how to apologize to His Majesty," Wang Fu sighed, what do you mean, is he really so ill-fated?
There was King Lu in front of him, but King Lu was so ridiculous that he finally got the posthumous title of King Luhuang.

Now he had just won a big victory with Zhu Zhen, but he turned out to be arrogant and domineering to the point of overstepping more than once, and even had the imperial officials beheaded.

Good guy, you might as well just declare rebellion.

Even Wang Fu became frightened.

Helpless, Zhu Zhen had no choice but to let Wang Fu ask three or five people to follow him. The group left the gate of the palace and went straight to the government office in Dali City.

As a result, as soon as they arrived at the gate of the government office, they saw Li Shuran leading a group of people to go out.

"Hey, Magistrate Li, where are we going?" Zhu Min yelled.

Li Shuran was startled, thinking that someone was trying to rob him on the street. He turned around and saw that it was Zhu Zhen. He hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "It turns out to be His Highness, why are you here? Oh, yes, yes, I have something to tell you. Said."

As soon as Li Shuran saw Wang Fu next to Zhu Chu, he knocked on his forehead and almost forgot about it. He immediately wanted to advise Zhu Chu not to punish Hu Yuan in private. That would have to be reported to His Majesty before he could decide.

"Let's not talk about that first," Zhu Ming changed the topic guiltily and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Li Shuran agreed casually: "I heard that the young marquis (referring to Mu Sheng, Mu Chun is the prince, which is an honorific title) will lead his troops back to Kunming in the next two days. I plan to say hello to him and pick him up when he returns. This year’s tax collection will be taxed and the money will be taken back.”

Now Yunnan Mansion, that is, the highest administrative center of Yunnan is still in Kunming, including the highest administrative power is also in the hands of Mu Ying. Even taxation and other related matters are naturally in charge of Mu Ying, as mentioned before.

Zhu Ming immediately rolled his eyes. What does Li Shuran always want to think about the little money in his treasury?
He also didn't think about it. In addition to the salary given to him, most of it was Dali City's taxes. Naturally, he had to pay most of it to the court, and part of it could be left for local government affairs.

"Don't bother, I will write a letter and hand it over later, saying that this year's tax revenue from Dali will be used as reward money and military pay to reward the entire army. It will be added to the Dali treasury after the imperial court distributes the reward for the three armies. Zhu Ming waved his hands casually and murmured: "The whole army's reward is a great opportunity to win over people's hearts. How can you miss it?"

Li Shuran said to himself that you really don't treat me as an outsider, but I really don't want to hear it.

What do you, a vassal king, want to do by buying people?

However, Li Shuran thought again, nodded and said: "That's true. Now that the New Year's Eve is approaching, if we ask the court for more than a month, I'm afraid we have to wait until after the New Year's Eve. It's time for the soldiers of the three armies to fight bravely. May everyone have a good New Year. You happen to be here too, so I’ll just write the note."

So Li Shuran greeted Zhu Zhen and Wang Fu, and then entered the government office gate.

It's just that Li Shuran didn't notice that Zhu Xi's expression was a little strange, and Wang Fu also looked sad. It didn't look like he wanted to ask the court for credit for winning a battle.

But Li Shuran knew it right away, because he watched Zhu Ming write the memorial in person.

Especially when Zhu Chu was struggling to lift a brush as if it was harder than lifting a spear, and he was struggling to write ugly handwriting, he couldn't help complaining: "Your Highness, although you are only 12 years old, you need to practice your calligraphy."

Zhu Min was so angry: "Fuck, wait until I get a ballpoint pen ball or a fountain pen, and then I'll let you see my calligraphy."

Zhu Ming was very sad and angry. After all, he carried the memories of his previous life, and some habits could not be changed. After all, nature is easy to change, and the life experience of more than 20 years in the previous life was not something that could be easily forgotten.

So he hasn't been able to practice calligraphy well and doesn't have that much time to practice. He can't just stay at home and write without doing anything all day long, right?
Zhu Ming always believed that as long as his handwriting could be recognized, it would be enough. Anyway, he could work hard on the craftsmanship of his pen in the future.

Take ballpoint pens for example. In fact, it is not difficult. Many negative voices on the Internet are just making noise. Some steel factories are making a lot of ballpoints. Almost all penball factories around the world have closed down, and penballs and ballpoint pens The price dropped directly.

One furnace of this thing in China can last for more than ten or twenty years. In the past, I was too lazy to make it and had to buy a special set of equipment. It was simply not worth the gain.

There are just a bunch of sheepdogs barking there, which is really annoying.

However, Zhu Ming also knew that the calligraphy brush was our cultural heritage, and he felt guilty and unconfident about not being able to write calligraphy in calligraphy well.

The main reason is that calligraphy is completely different from ballpoint pens. There are even more than a dozen types of brush tips, and if you are more detailed, there are dozens of types.

What a tough guy, a big guy, a small guy, a wolf guy.

And how to control pen power.

More specifically, it is said that a person's style can even be seen from his handwriting.

Simply divine.

Zhu Ming doesn't understand this, and he doesn't have time to study it in detail now. He still has more things to do.

So Zhu Zhen buried his head and began to conceive the content of the memorial to Zhu Yuanzhang.

First of all, the first sentence at the beginning is still the same old rule. It starts with "Father, it is hard for children and subjects, and it is not easy for children."Erchen is only 12 years old this year, and has only been in Yunnan for less than three months.Na Silunfa claimed that hundreds of thousands of troops were in rebellion. '

"Your Highness, Silunfa is known as 30."

"I know, isn't 30 also within the hundreds of thousands? I didn't say millions."

Zhu Ming continued to immerse himself in writing: "My son was still timid at first, but when he thought that he was the king of Yunnan who was personally conferred by his father, he was a vassal king who guarded the border and defended the country. It was his duty to defend his family and the country. So he mustered up the courage and led an army of [-] people to go out and fight with them. '

'Fortunately, the enemy was not very good either. I was led by my son to capture several battalions overnight and killed 14 enemies.Later, eldest brother Muying led an army to help. My two brothers worked together and even killed Silunfa's son Sixingfa and his army of 5 people. '

Wang Fu reminded expressionlessly: "Your Highness, Sixing's 14-strong army should be considered among the [-]."

"I know," Zhu Ming raised his head angrily: "How about you write it?"

Wang Fu immediately stopped talking.

"No, are you going to write secret books in the future?" Zhu Ming rolled his eyes and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, something is wrong. If our books don't match up, doesn't the old man know that I'm wrong?" Are you lying to him?"

"Your Highness," Wang Fu was helpless: "Don't say that we are not at odds with each other, first think about whether Master Mu Ying has already reported to the court first. You should confront him first."

Co-author Wang Fu stopped pretending, he must have written a secret book. After all, this time the matter was so big, there was no way he wouldn't write it down.

But this time, even if he wanted to write, it would be to praise Zhu Chu, so he was not afraid of Zhu Chu finding out.

It’s just that why is Zhu Chu so excited about his achievements and exaggerating?This achievement was already great enough, so why bother if he had to sell out miserably first and then exaggerate his achievements?
"Tsk, you don't understand. Crying children get candy," Zhu Ming sighed, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to tear it up and write another one.

In the end, he still said the same sentence at the beginning, "Father, sons and ministers are suffering."

Li Shuran and Wang Fu looked at each other with black lines on their faces.

Does His Highness have some serious illness?
But if you don’t look at Zhu Zhen’s unusual appearance, and his unparalleled bravery in fighting on the battlefield, it doesn’t mean when he kills everyone with a big pineapple, but when he chases Dao Gan fiercely, in the decisive battle in Xinzhai Village .

Even without the big pineapple, Zhu Chu still ran rampant among the thousands of troops, as if he was in a deserted land.

With his current physical fitness and powerful strength, if the Romance of the Three Kingdoms were written now, some people might mistakenly think that he is Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong alive.

After all, the weapon used by Zhu Chu was also a gun, not a halberd by Fang Tian. Otherwise, he would be mistaken for Lu Bu, right?
(End of this chapter)