Ming Dynasty: My father Yongle, Forever Reigns Over Mountains and Rivers

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Royal Bureau of Manufactures.

Liu Bian and Song Zhong were so excited when they heard for the first time the glorious blueprint drawn by the Han prince for the Ming craftsmen.

In the past, because of the backward thinking of teaching apprentices to starve the masters to death, it was the father who took care of his son, relying solely on this craft to make a living.

My father has been a craftsman all his life, and his sons, grandsons, and even future generations are all humble craftsmen.

Because of this, most craftsmen see no hope and live indifferently, just as long as they have enough to eat. They have no motivation at all and no passion in life!

But now, His Highness the King of Han not only gave the old craftsmen an income guarantee, but also decided to hire a teacher to teach the craftsmen's children how to read and calligraphy!

Letting your children read and learn calligraphy is something that many craftsmen dream of!

In the past, how dare they expect to study and practice calligraphy? Being able to have enough food and clothing would be considered a blessing.

Based on this alone, Liu and Bian knew that the craftsmen of the entire Arms Bureau would fully support His Highness the King of Han, and even regard him as their master!

Because everything they have now was given by Prince Han.

In the past, let alone marrying a wife, they were always stooped, dirty and ragged, like beggars, living like zombies, living indifferently.

But now, they have rosy faces and are neatly dressed. They are wearing exclusive work clothes specially customized by the Royal Manufacturing Bureau. When they see them walking on the street, people nearby will even look at them with envy. This has never happened before.

In the past, it was a problem for young men in the Ordnance Bureau to find a wife, no matter how talented they were.

After all, everyone knows that those craftsmen are notoriously poor, and no parent is willing to push their daughter into a pit of fire.

Only those young men with sisters can go through marriage exchange, where two craftsmen's families exchange daughters with each other and form an in-law family, so that they can marry their son a daughter-in-law.

As for those young men who have no sisters at home, they can only be singles.

For example, Liu Bian and Song Zhong were forty years old and had not yet married a wife. If it were not for Prince Han, they would have been alone in their lives and lingered on.

But now, it's completely different. People keep coming to propose marriage. Although most of them are private households, this is enough to make those half-grown young men ecstatic, and several people have married in a row.

Thinking about it, Liu Bian and Song Zhong couldn't help but smile.

The Ordnance Bureau is no longer here.

Now there is only the Royal Manufacturing Bureau!

Moreover, His Highness the King of Han also provided a glorious and smooth path for their descendants!

As long as their children can read and learn calligraphy, a craftsman household is also a private household, and they can also take part in the imperial examination, thereby changing the tragic fate of craftsmen for generations!

The reason why craftsmen's children are restricted from enrolling in school is not because of their status as craftsmen, but because of lack of money and time.

Zhu Gaoxu did not know that Liu Bian and Song Zhong misinterpreted his meaning and thought that he was training their craftsmen children to participate in the imperial examination.

If he knew, he would just give the two a thumbs up.

You've been planning with me for a long time, but it's all just playing the piano to others?

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A young man wearing a manufacturing bureau uniform raised a shovel and smashed it straight at Zhu Gaoxu's head. He looked obviously ready to kill him!

Out of his trust in the craftsmen of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau, Zhu Gaoxu has always been very relaxed. He never thought that someone would assassinate him at this time and place!

As for Liu Bian and Song Zhong, they were stunned on the spot.

They had sworn before that the craftsmen of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau regarded His Highness the King of Han as their benefactor, just like recreating their parents. How could they have thought that someone would assassinate the King of Han!

The two of them watched helplessly as the shovel fell, and it was about to hit Prince Han on the head.

Fortunately, Nie Xing reacted quickly and pulled Zhu Gaoxu back by his clothes, then stepped forward and kicked the assassin away.

Your Majesty?!

Your Highness?!

Liu Bian and Song Zhong quickly stepped forward to check Prince Han's injuries. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured.

Zhu Gaoxu was completely confused at the moment, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

A craftsman from the Royal Manufacturing Bureau actually wanted to assassinate him?

Why?

Why?

Whose handiwork is this?

For a moment, Zhu Gaoxu was in a state of confusion!

He glanced at Liu Bian and Song Zhong with cold eyes, and from the concern and panic on their faces, he temporarily ruled out their suspicion.

It was not the work of the two of them, Zhu Gaoxu could be sure of this.

After all, he is their backbone now. If he dies, their good days will come to an end!

Who could that be?

Civil servants and gentry?

Or... Big Fatty?

For a moment, Zhu Gaoxu even suspected Big Fatty!

After all, in the Yingtian Imperial Capital, if he dies, the biggest beneficiaries will be the current prince Zhu Gaochi and the civil servant group behind him!

When he thought of this, Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly shouted angrily: Nie Xing, stay alive!

When Nie Xing heard this, his heart moved, and the sword that was originally slashing changed its direction instantly, and it struck the ground hard, causing many sparks to collide.

The knife was held to his neck and he was almost decapitated. The assassin was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was trembling and dared not move.

Zhu Gaoxu stepped forward, looked at the unfamiliar face with cold eyes, and asked the question he was most concerned about.

Who are you? Who sent you?

…

The Northern Expedition army, the Chinese army's tent.

The weather is getting warmer and the snow is melting.

The main army is about to advance and start the first battle of the new year.

In the tent, Zhu Di was sitting on the dragon chair, and behind him were two good saints, Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe.

Liu Sheng, Chen Mao and other generals were fighting every day, and they were quarreling over the position of vanguard general. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

Hu Guang, Jin Youzi and other important retinues remained silent without saying a word. After all, on this battlefield, military attachés definitely had more say than literati like them.

Zhu Di was stroking the telescope in his hand and listened with interest to the quarreling of these warriors.

Compared to this group of muscular men, he, the emperor, had more things to think about.

Although the logistics supplies are sufficient, they cannot continue to be used up like this.

This bastard, the second child, is on an expedition to the Japanese country, and is also planning to establish a plan in Southeast Asia. With the little money from the salt tax, I'm afraid he will be completely defeated soon!

When the Ming Dynasty starts fighting on three sides, it will be too much for the current national strength of the Ming Dynasty!

Therefore, we must get rid of Beilu as soon as possible, and then fully implement the shepherding plan proposed by the second child!

The foundation of the Mongols' survival is pasture, and the foundation of their battles is war horses!

Once the sheep herding plan is carried out smoothly, the Mongolians will raise more goats, and the number of war horses will naturally decrease. Then, through kindness and win-over, the Mongolian people at the bottom will spontaneously unite under the wings of the Ming Dynasty. Will they still resist?

Won't.

If you are used to living a good life by raising sheep, who would want to go back to the tribe and work as cattle or horses for others?

What's more, without their pastures and war horses, what else could they use to resist the Ming Dynasty?

Only those leaders and nobles who have the power to kill would not agree to the court's sheep herding plan!

So what I need to do now is to kill these leaders and nobles!

Chen Mao!

The general is here!

You are the vanguard and lead the three thousand battalion to set off immediately and go straight to the Yinma River!

After hearing this, Chen Mao was ecstatic and immediately took the order and left.

Instruct the three armies to set out tomorrow, with the target of Yinma River!

Emperor Yongle gave an order, and the Second Northern Expedition officially kicked off.

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