Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

Zhu Di sighed and said.

"Cousin, have you ever heard of the term "riding a tiger is hard to get off?" I am tied too deeply with His Royal Highness King Yan, and we are both prosperous and corrupt. If His Highness falls, Brother Yu will also be implicated in beheading and ransacking his home. The consequences will be disastrous."

Zhu Tao smiled wryly and said: "It seems that my younger brother made a slip of the tongue that day, which caused His Royal Highness Yan Wang to suffer." While speaking, he felt a little guilty.

Zhu Di and his wife looked at each other, and then asked again.

"Cousin, what do you think is the way out for King Yan? Are you really going to live your life under the suspicion of your father and brother?"

Zhu Tao thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, there are many things that can be done, and it depends on whether His Highness King Yan is willing to endure hardship."

Hearing what he said, Zhu Di's eyes lit up.

"Please cousin teach me!"

"Isn't the imperial court going to attack the Northern Yuan Dynasty recently? His Royal Highness King Yan has a great talent and general plan. You can invite Ying to conquer the northern border, stabilize the northern border, and open up the territory for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di sighed: "But the ministers are afraid that he will be self-respecting, so they dare not give him the army easily."

"Cousin, don't worry, this time His Royal Highness King Yan will be able to enter the country smoothly, and the Northern Expedition will also return quite smoothly, but we can talk about the results of the battle."

"how do I say this?"

"The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have sufficient food and supplies. When a million troops pass by, the enemy immediately flees upon hearing the news. The prestige is prestige, but it's just like hide-and-seek. It's useless if you can't wipe out the enemy's effective combat power. No matter you are Wuzheng Mobei Well, Bazheng Mobei is also good, if you go, he will run away, and if you run away, he will come back, fighting back and forth to fight for loneliness, without any damage to the enemy's national strength, such a northern expedition, it makes no difference whether to fight or not ?”

Zhu Di fell into deep thought: "Then according to you, how should this battle be fought?"

"My Ming Dynasty should train a troop similar to grassland cavalry, take root on the grassland in the way of nomads, and then intermarry with local ethnic tribes, assimilate their customs, improve their lives, and educate their people with the way of Confucius and Mencius, Over time, there will be no distinction between Han people and Hu people in the north and south of the Ming Dynasty, and wouldn’t it be better to be one family from all over the world?”

Zhu Di thought for a while and asked.

"Your idea is very novel, but the northern region is quite bitter and cold. How do our people live there?"

"In fact, it's not all barren land there. There are also many fertile fields. There is a plant called triticale. You can find this plant and plant it on a large scale. The result is no less than the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River."

He was talking here, and Xu who was next to him was writing quickly with a pen, and Zhu Tao continued.

"Also, you have to pay attention. There is a fixed port called Vladivostok near the mouth of the sea in the northeast. You must send troops to garrison there. In the future, Ming Dynasty will go out to sea for trade. Without a decent port, it will be impossible."

Through this chat, Zhu Di admired Zhu Tao even more, and the two brothers had a good time drinking.

Two days later, outside the Meridian Gate, an official was thrown out. He was beaten with a board until his skin was torn to pieces. After the beating was over, an eunuch asked grimly.

"Editor Gao, Master Gao, does it hurt?"

Gao Qi, editor-in-chief of Daming Evening News, gritted his teeth and nodded, but was speechless.

"It hurts!"

The eunuch sneered.

"You still dare to publish that kind of book, if you don't hit me, who will you hit? The emperor said, this Gao Qi is quite courageous, if Liu Ji didn't plead for mercy, we would have killed him long ago!"

Gao Qi was sweating profusely, thinking that he was also unlucky, this story of Yitian Tulong, just talk about absurd martial arts, but he insisted on mentioning Han Liner's death, and Liao Yongzhong, this is not a birthday star who always drank arsenic and hated himself. Long life?

The execution eunuch ordered Gao Qi to be paraded through the streets for a day as a punishment.

Gao Qi endured the pain and thanked En, and suffered another day before being sent back to the club, but he was already in pain and hungry, so he didn't dare to lie down, so he could only lie on his stomach.

Hearing about Gao Qi's experience, Shen Wan'er also rushed over to apologize to him: "I'm sorry, Uncle Gao, this Yitian Tulongji is in the entertainment section, and I sent it out without proper proofreading, and you will be punished as well."

Gao Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Niece Wan'er, your father and I are good friends, so don't talk about foreign language, but the entertainment section of the evening paper cannot open the skylight, you should ask Zhu Tao for more manuscripts. "

Shen Wan'er also knew that Gao Qi didn't want to mention the topic of being beaten too much at this time, so she nodded in agreement, and then backed out. She was going to ask Zhu Tao for a new book and replace this one.

At this time, Zhu Tao was also being taught by his father, Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand: "Don't hide it, take it all out."

Zhu Tao looked reluctant: "Father, can't you leave one for me?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted.

"You boy, make up stories and make up stories. Don't slander the current emperor. Every servant from the fourth rank in the imperial court has been beaten with a court stick, so you can get away with it? Even if the emperor spares you, your father will work hard Doing it up and down saved your life, and if you want three of your telegraphs, is it so painful?"

Zhu Tao was forced to do this, so he didn't dare to be tough, so he had to hand over the remaining telegraphs.

When Shen Wan'er arrived, she saw Zhu Yuanzhang saying something to Zhu Tao, and Zhu Tao's face was full of bitterness.

Having been here to Zhu Tao so many times, she naturally had met Zhu Yuanzhang long ago, and she also knew that he wanted to conceal his identity.

Seeing Zhu Tao's appearance, he thought that he had hurt Zhu Tao, so he hurried up to dissuade him.

"Uncle, Brother Tao is to blame for this matter. When he gave me this book, he explained that he wanted to delete some content that shouldn't be published. It's just that Editor Gao and I felt that some plots were very exciting at the time, so we didn't give up. Delete it, this is causing trouble!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and looked at the daughter of his veteran general. He also knew that this matter had nothing to do with Zhu Tao, but he just found an excuse to extort something from him.

"Anyway, this story of Yitian Tulong is wonderful, but it does contain a lot of outdated content. If you read too much, it will be detrimental to social stability."

Shen Wan'er's forehead was sweating anxiously, and she really felt that she was too reckless when she published it. Seeing that Zhu Tao was still calm, she had an idea, and said, "Then why don't you let brother Tao compile another book that will benefit the court?" Didactic books?"

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea."

The two turned their attention to Zhu Tao.

Now, the pressure returned to Zhu Tao's side.

Zhu Tao's head was full of black lines, and he thought carefully about the books written by Jin Daxia. Most of them were against the imperial court, and those written by Liang Yusheng were all in the same line.

Since it is something that will help the court to educate, it can be medical skills or agricultural books. I was writing the "Surgery Authentic" a few days ago.

When he told his father about this idea, Zhu Yuanzhang naturally made a decision with pleasure, and this matter was finally turned over.