Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"Don't let them be taken lightly by the patriarch."

The wily Bai Jingxi Rao was like this, and he couldn't think of any other good way, especially the other juniors of the aristocratic clan who were booing next to him, his face full of narrow smiles, as if he was eager to see him embarrassing.

What else could Bai Jingxi do? He glared at the juniors. He couldn't treat them like Qian Guangji had trained the soldiers to treat them, so he could only use his eyes to frighten them.

However, the juniors are not afraid of the sky and the earth, the wine is strong and cowardly, and their faces are full of the appearance of watching a good show, making it difficult for Bai Jingxi to ride a tiger, and finally had to pick up the wine jar.

The cheers grew louder.

Zhu Gaoyu sat in the first place, the roaring bonfire reflected on his face, and he smiled as he watched everyone happy.

It's not that no one dared to drink his wine, but thinking of Zhu Gaoyu's age, everyone still poured water, not to mention how many people support Zhu Gaoyu. .

So in the end, Zhu Gaoyu drank the least, and there was a clear look in his deep eyes. The night was like ink, and it gradually became thicker, as if it became the epitome of his pupils, but the liveliness of the people did not decrease.

The bonfire was roaring, until dawn, when the ashes dispersed, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

This excitement continued for several days, and then it was time for Zhu Gaoyu to return to the imperial court. .

Chapter 242

Everyone was a little reluctant, and sent Zhu Gaoyu to the suburbs along the way. Many people joined along the way. From only a few dozen people before, it gradually evolved into hundreds of people. Finally, the whole city came to see him off, and there was a long queue. Know how popular Zhu Gaoyu is.

Looking at the reluctant faces of the people behind him, Zhu Gaoyu said helplessly, "You must say goodbye to you for thousands of miles, so everyone should stop here."

"Your Highness, this is my own egg. We have nothing to give you. Be careful, and I hope you don't dislike it."

An aunt suddenly came out of the team and spoke boldly, only to see that she was wearing patched clothes all over her body, which looked a little ill-fitting. Even so, she was washed white and very clean.

Her face is old, her hands are full of calluses, and her family is obviously not good. This basket of eggs may be the best and most precious gift for her.

The aunt rubbed her hands crampedly, as if she was worried that Zhu Gaoyu would not accept it.

"Bring it here." Zhu Gaoyu personally took the basket of eggs, and the aunt was relieved as if she was 14 years old. She kept nodding and bowing, mumbling words of thanks.

The other people looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly stopped hiding and tucked them. Some people took out the green vegetables they planted, and some people took out the incomparably fat chickens and ducks they raised. All in all, the things might not be worth the money, but the hearts of the people were the same. Honesty is visible.

"His Royal Highness, this is the dry food pickle I made myself. It tastes very good. You can eat it on the road."

"It's fresh live fish just caught."

"Your Highness..."

But in the blink of an eye, Zhu Gaoyu's bodyguards were covered with various farmhouse characteristics. The original majestic red ying armor was instantly submerged in various green vegetables. At first glance, he thought it was a moving tree.

They were still holding chickens and ducks in their left hands and eggs in their right hands. They still had the aura of the imperial guards on their bodies. A goose-yellow feather slowly fell from the top of their heads, not knowing which chicken it fell from.

Some people believed that this dress was going to the market, but Zhu Gaoyu was dumbfounded, "Thank you, folks."

All good things come to an end.

Even if His Royal Highness Prince Liang was reluctant to part, the people still stopped and watched Zhu Gaoyu go away, but no one left. They watched silently, as if they were holding some kind of pious ceremony.

The mountains are stacked and the green shadows are heavy. The figures of Zhu Gaoyu and others gradually turned into a small black dot, disappearing into the endless green color, and the people gradually dispersed until they could no longer be seen.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhu Gaoyu is the living god who saved them from the fire and water. Since then, the homes of the coastal people have set up a longevity card for Zhu Gaoyu, worshipping him almost devoutly, treating him like a patron saint. The presence.

At this time, in the hall.

Compared to Zhu Gaoyu's smooth progress, Zhu Di's mood was a little bit worse.

The four dragon-coiled pillars stand in the south, east, and northwest directions, respectively. The dragon head is facing the court, and the end is a magnificent appearance. Two columns of ministers are standing on both sides.

Han Wang Zhu Gaojiu, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaojiu, and the prince and his grandson Zhu Zhanji and others stood on the left and right sides of the top respectively, with a posture of rivalry.

"I tell me every day that I don't have money, but I want to ask you, every year the treasury allocates so much money, where does it go, is it possible that you are full of your own pockets!"

As the last word fell, Zhu Di threw his sleeves angrily and looked at the crowd below with bad eyes, and the courtiers immediately fell to their knees.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

It turned out that the Minister of the Household just got on the Taoist book, and the content is nothing more than that, it will cost a lot of money to build something, but the Ministry of Household has no money. To sum up, he reached out to Zhu Di for money.

"I think my treasury will be emptied by you!"

Zhu Gaojiu bowed and said, "Father, let go of his anger. After all, there is no way out. In order to defend against those alien races in the grasslands, most of the northern fortifications are built every year."

"In addition, there have been many natural disasters in the Jiangnan area this year, and the harvest of the people is not good. In order to avoid turmoil, the imperial court had to temporarily reduce taxes.

The Minister of Hubu glanced at Zhu Gaosu gratefully, his face was full of bitterness. This position used to be popular, but now it is a hot potato. Logically speaking, Hubu should be the richest one, but now he has become the most popular one. poor.

Zhu Di glanced at them calmly, but his tone was even lower, "Could it be that I can turn you into silver? Weeping here every day with me."

The Minister of the Ministry wanted to make money, but his strength did not allow it.

After reading the entire memorial, there was not much good news. Zhu Di looked at his belly full of anger, and looked at his tightly knitted brows. The folds inside could almost trap the mosquitoes to death.

Anyone who knows each other knows that this time should not be bad, but the prince chose to speak carefully at this time, "Your Majesty, this is the book sent from the grassland."

"Where is the grassland?" Zhu Di raised his eyebrows, the folds dissipated a little, "Bring it here and have a look."

It turned out that after the last war on the grasslands, they might have been afraid of being beaten by the Ming Dynasty. All the forces in the grasslands expressed their requests for protection from the Ming Dynasty. They hoped that after surrendering, they would become kings on the grasslands and have independent rights.

Speaking of which, it still hasn't changed much from the past, the kind that doesn't change the soup but not the medicine, although it is a subsidiary of the Ming Dynasty and pays tribute on time every year, but the internal rights are still under their own control.

"Now the envoys of various ministries have set out with the surrender letter, and I believe that they will arrive at the heaven and beg for surrender soon."

"I think in the last war, although our army suffered relatively few casualties, it still caused a lot of losses. Now that the various tribes in the grasslands have surrendered, it is better to accept their submission. First, it shows the generosity of our dynasty, and secondly, our army can also recuperate."

As soon as the prince opened his mouth, the cabinet headed by him and some ministers of civil and military also followed closely, "This minister seconded the proposal."

Zhu Gaojiu and Zhu Gaojiu looked at each other, and the waves in their eyes seemed a bit weird.

Zhu Gaojiu stood up against one, "My son doesn't agree."

If they accepted the surrender of the various ministries of the grassland, how would the two of them establish their merits and how would they shake the status of the prince and Zhu Zhanji.

I'm afraid that in the end, even the military power in his hand will be handed back, and the power will be slowly emptied by the prince. They will never allow this to happen. .

Chapter 243

What's more, the two of them rarely have such an opportunity, and they have so much military power in their hands. If they don't take the opportunity to do a good job, they are really sorry for these troops.

In fact, if it wasn't on the grassland, with Zhu Gaoyu and that kid involved, I'm afraid that King Han and King Zhao would be even more proud. With their outstanding military exploits alone, Zhu Di is seriously ill, and it is not impossible to fight for that position. matter.

It's a pity that it fell short in the end. Now that Zhu Gaoyu is away, the two have to seize this opportunity to do things.

"The prairie wolves have ambitions. Don't believe what they say. Various tribes have repeatedly harassed our borders, snatch treasures at every turn, or invaded our land. These years have been around the corner, and their ambitions are well known."

Zhu Gaojiu also stood up and said, "Second brother is right, maybe the surrender is just a tactic for them to slow down their troops. When they recover, they will turn their guns again and infringe on the border of our country. The emperor must not breed tigers."

"What the two highnesses said is very true." The people on the side of King Han and King Zhao also spoke out to help out, "If they are not of my race, their hearts will be punished. The various tribes of the grasslands and my Ming Dynasty have been in disputes for a long time, so how can you believe what they say? ."

Zhu Zhanji couldn't bear it any longer, "What are the second and third uncles talking about? Now that the fighting has finally stopped, and the soldiers can cultivate themselves, why do you have to provoke a fight?"

Zhu Gaojiu smiled coldly, "Grandson, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of framing the elders, is it because the prince taught you that!"

"It was because of those cunning prairie people that the emperor was injured, and his life was almost in danger. If you don't want revenge, it's fine, why do you still speak for them?"

"The grandson is inevitably young and has never seen anything in the world. Maybe it was because he was frightened by the last war, so he is forgiven for not wanting to fight."

Zhu Gaojiu seemed to be talking to Zhu Zhanji for Zhu Zhanji, but none of the words were meant to be demeaning.

Zhu Zhanji was in a hurry and was about to come forward and have a good debate, but the prince noticed that he held his hand and shook his head at him calmly.

The prince looked at Zhu Di who was sitting on the main seat, and saw that his expression was calm, without any waves, so people could not guess what he was thinking at this time.

He knows his father the most, but his emotions and anger are indistinguishable. You can never guess what he will do in the next second, let alone try to figure out his intentions.

"Your Majesty, my son thinks that the dispatch of envoys from various ministries to Yingtian this time is very sincere. Now that we have finally died down, if there is another war, whether it is the treasury or the soldiers, I am afraid that it will not be easy to eat.""

"It's better to accept their surrender, so everyone is happy, and those tribes can't make any troubles in a short time. As for what happens in the future, it can be handled according to the situation."

"Big brother is so helpful to the envoys, and those who don't know think they have given you a lot of benefits. Those who know you say that you are kind-hearted, and those who don't know think that you have private contacts with the various ministries of the grasslands."

Fornicating with the outside world is a serious crime. Maybe everyone thinks that the prince is going to rebel. Although they know that the prince has no reason to do so, it still makes people suspicious.

The prince's face changed, and he looked at Zhu Di suddenly, only to see his dark eyes falling on him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he knelt down on the ground, "Second brother, be careful with your words and actions!"

"My son just feels that peace is not easy to come by, not to mention that so many people have been lost in the war before, we should appease the people and stabilize the military's morale. If there is another wave in a short period of time, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to the stability of the court. ."

Zhu Zhanji also hurriedly knelt to the ground, "Father's sincerity, the sun and the moon can be learned, there is absolutely no selfishness at all, all of which are for the emperor and the people of the court, and hope that the emperor is holy."

Zhu Gaojiu dug a big hole, he was really angry, and he immediately got the idea, and immediately countered:

"There are some people who are always going to start wars. Are they really avenging the emperor, or are they selfish and want to develop their own power in the army, so as to control the military power, so as to achieve their own unknown goals."

After the prince noticed that Zhu Di looked away, the invisible mountain that was pressing on him finally dissipated, and the cold sweat behind him had already soaked his clothes. He was relieved, but he did not dare to relax.

At this time, King Han and King Zhao were under great pressure. Zhu Di was watching them eagerly, and the two also thumped and fell to the ground.

"It's really wrong, my son just wanted to share the worries of the father and emperor, but he suffered such slander for no reason."

Zhu Gaojiu and Zhu Gaojiu immediately showed their superb acting skills.

"Now our army is clearly in the upper hand, and the grasslands are weak. This is a great opportunity. Why don't you work together to destroy all the forces on the grasslands, and incorporate the grasslands into our Ming's plate, so as to promote the prestige of our country and show our strength!"

"... If we let this opportunity pass, and when the grasslands are well developed, there is no guarantee that they will regenerate their minds and invade our borders like before. Wouldn't we just let the tiger return to the mountains and waste this good opportunity in vain."

I have to say that these few words of Zhu Gaojiu spoke to Zhu Dili's heart, and he chased after the victory:

"And doesn't the emperor always say that the treasury is empty? If the grassland can be taken down in one fell swoop, their wealth will fill the treasury. He Chou has no money, and it is just to subsidize the silver taels that were lost due to the war. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

At this time, Zhu Di has obviously been shaken. As a generation of monarchs, who does not want to expand the territory under his own rule, expand the scope of his rule, and include all the land in his own territory.

When the prince saw his expression, he secretly cried out in his heart, "If we start a war now, I'm afraid there won't be enough (Qian Zhao's) food and financial resources to support it. I also ask the emperor to consider it."

At this time, the ministers were also divided into two factions. One faction was headed by the prince, who did not advocate war and should accept the surrender of all the tribes of the grasslands.

The two factions were arguing with each other, and the huge courtroom was as lively as a vegetable market when you came and went.

Looking at the courtiers who were about to fight, Zhu Di rubbed his sore temple and finally said, "Enough!"

Everyone was like a quail who had been silent, and they didn't dare to speak any more for a moment.

"What's the noise like?"

The ministers immediately fell to their knees, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"I think what King Zhao and the others said makes sense."