eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 722: There are no heroes in the world, which makes people lonely.

After explaining the matter, Zhu Houzhao was too lazy to waste time with them anymore. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, you all go out of the palace to do your business. Zhang Cong, the procedures for transferring money from the household department are cumbersome and he seems to be petty. I will ask You Zhi to lead you to withdraw 10 taels of silver from your own funds first, and then talk to me after you have spent it."

Both of them agreed, "Yes."

Speaking of Zhang Cong, he is definitely not a complete gentleman like Wang Hao.

Knowing that You Zhi was going to deal with those officials who favored Mao Ji this time, he racked his brains and came up with a bad idea, saying: "Eunuch, your Majesty just said something interesting. I wonder if my father-in-law has thought about it?"

Zhang Cong was a new favorite, and You Zhi, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, was not a powerful figure like Wang Zhen, so he still replied politely, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhang Ge."

"It's not up to you to teach me." Zhang Cong smiled slightly, "Your Majesty said that scholars look down on each other. These people don't know what's good or bad. They regard the emperor's kindness as connivance and act wantonly. They may even say some crazy words, but this kind of thing is not The father-in-law needs to take action personally, and all he needs to do is find a minister who understands them, and then everything will be settled."

You Zhi smacked his lips at this sentence, his eyes shining brightly, "Literaturemen look down on each other?"

Zhang Cong nodded affirmatively, "Literati look down upon each other!"

"Wonderful, wonderful. The crimes they listed must be more accurate than those of me, a person who is illiterate in writing."

"My father-in-law is so humble. He has served the emperor all year round. Even if he was not proficient in literature and writing before, he should be proficient in literature and history now."

"Hahaha."

The two of them were having a good time talking.

Later, Zhang Cong was willing to introduce such people to him.

For Zhang Cong, Mao Weizhi was a person who had desperately opposed the elimination of elites among the gentry. This kind of person was as stubborn as a stone in the toilet. If he just watched his reputation grow, what would he become?
A traitor who caters to the Holy Will?
This reason alone was enough for Zhang Cong to deal with him.

However, it always seems unworthy of him to do it himself, especially if a eunuch is doing it poorly, so this matter must be done by the literati himself.

If there is an unexpected gain and a big case is brought about that will humiliate the Holy Emperor, even if Mao Ji has nothing to do with it, he will have to shed his skin even if he is not dead!

With this thought in mind, Zhang Cong left the palace feeling very proud.

In the palace, there was no one around Zhu Houzhao. He felt bored while wandering around, and suddenly thought of something.

"Come on someone!"

Outside the palace, a young eunuch lowered his head and ran in, "Your Majesty."

"Go and fetch me the young master's order, Gu Renyi, and prepare my carriage and horses. Go quickly."

"Yes!"

When Gu Renyi came, she had snowflakes on her shoulders, and her salute and speech were as stiff as a piece of wood.

Zhu Houzhao looked at it and felt strange, "What's wrong? Are you frozen, or are you showing off to me?"

"How dare a humble minister."

Just such a dry sentence.

Zhu Houzhao understood it immediately, "I know that cleaning up Mao Ji has offended you, the ministers who have a clear reputation. I suppressed all kinds of objections and issued the order to clear the land. Maybe it will cause turmoil in the world. So, you Do you think I did something wrong?"

Gu Renyi knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the wise king, will certainly not make mistakes. It's just that I am naturally timid. I have always done things by the rules and did not dare to violate the court's laws at all. So I was frightened."

"Alas." Zhu Houzhao tightened his tight cloak and approached him, "I know that you are trying to tell me that if I want to use power and a sword to subjugate my subjects, then I have done it now, and you are convinced now, but Just words."

When Gu Renyi was told what he was thinking, he twisted his little head and said heartbreaking words, "The minister is thinking about the emperor. Before that, everyone in the court, from the cabinet to the small fourth-rank chief, deeply felt that the emperor As a benevolent king, everyone is willing to die for the emperor. But because of a few verbal disputes, the emperor drove Yang Yiqing away and revoked Mao Ji's reputation. From now on, who will not leave a way out for himself? "

"presumptuous!"

boom!
Gu Renyi hit her head on the floor.

"The emperor is the lord of the Ming Dynasty. I have already sworn that I will use my life to assist the emperor to make great achievements and recreate the glory of the Ming Dynasty. I have never cared about this life. So even if the emperor doesn't like to hear it, I have to say a few words. To be honest, Wei Chen understands the considerations behind the elimination of elites among the gentry, but does it have to be at the expense of Yang Yiqing and Mao Ji? Is there really no better way? "

Zhu Houzhao calmed down. He understood how the ancient sage felt when he faced such a minister who didn't even care about his life, but at the same time he cared for him a little.Gu Renyi speaks boldly, but her heart is not bad.

"Gu Renyi, touching the interests of the gentry is not a trivial matter. Why does Yang Yiqing object? Because he knows that such a thing is almost difficult to do unless there is a change of dynasty. What other way do you think? Ha, can I make tea with you here? Ming, can things be settled by just talking and laughing?"

Gu Renyi himself was well versed in history, so of course he didn't dare to say it.

"You also said that officials will leave a way out. They do have a way out. For all the people in the world, the emperor will always have the same surname. There is no difference between the old Zhu family and the old Song family. Anyway, when you enter the palace, you kowtow, no matter who you kowtow to. Knock?" Zhu Houzhao came closer and said, "But the emperor has no retreat. Either he succeeds and gives future generations more national destiny for another hundred years, or he fails and sees the Ming Dynasty gradually withering away just like the Han, Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties."

This was said in a profound way, and to a certain extent, it was a bit cruel.

The emperor treated one family against ten thousand families, and there was no discussion on this matter.

With Gu Renyi's intelligence, he should be able to understand.

"... As for whether it is a failure or a success, the choice of whether to do it or not is different for each emperor. Some people are willing to be the lord of the establishment, which is more or less. Some people are willing to do it even if they have a bloody head. I am the latter, so you all seem a little unreasonable. The world is obviously peaceful, why can't I live in peace and contentment? Hahaha."

Zhu Houzhao's voice was a bit sad when he said this, "So I often feel that I was born at the wrong time. It's a pity. How much I want to pay homage to Emperor Taizu. I want to follow General Xu Da to drive the Northern Yuan Dynasty thousands of miles and conquer the territory of the Ming Dynasty myself! I also want to meet him! It’s really fascinating to see Emperor Taizong and Emperor Yongle’s lifetime achievements. The lack of heroes who could conquer thousands of miles in the peaceful and prosperous times inevitably makes people lonely."

He spoke these words from his feelings and from the bottom of his heart, and they were even a little sad.

"But no matter what, I am restrained, right? I have never fought such a war that the world was ruined and the people were in dire straits." Zhu Houzhao patted Gu Renyi on the shoulder, "Life is only a few decades, and you can act according to your heart, and that's how you feel. I am the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, how can I tie my hands and feet for the comments of the world? Not even you."

Gu Renyi was shocked, "Weichen, I understand."

Zhu Houzhao deliberately made a face, "Just understanding is not enough, you have to understand me."

This really makes people laugh and cry. It is clear that the emperor is forcing others to do something difficult, but he still needs to understand him, "Your Majesty, I do not feel that my hands and feet are tied. I am a Han, so I will naturally pursue the prosperity of the Han people in my life, and I will not regret it until my death."

Snapped!
Zhu Houzhao slapped him hard and said, "Well said, you are ambitious. So don't be chirping every day. Just forget about the hundreds of bitches in Sangong and Sixth Courtyard. Everything has been done, you are a man. What's wrong?"

Gu Renyi was also dizzy, as if she had been deceived.

"By the way, I wonder why your Majesty summons your ministers?"

"Oh, when you were in Nanjing, didn't you tell me that the Imperial Arms Bureau had produced a more powerful artillery? Take me to see it. Although I rebuilt the Shenji Camp a few years ago, the firearms used It's still old, and the craftsmanship of today's craftsmen is not as good as in the past, and maybe it won't be as powerful as it was in Yongle. So I have always kept in mind that if this artillery is good, I will let the Shenji Battalion change its equipment."

Gu Renyi did say this. He said: "But Your Majesty, these are all for the Navy and are placed on the ship."

"Let the craftsmen think of a way. If you can do it on the ship, how difficult can it be on the ground?"

"Okay. Then please make preparations, Your Majesty."

"What are you preparing? The carriages and horses are all ready. Come and take a look with me."

Zhu Houzhao directly lifted him up and followed him out of the palace to the Arms Bureau.

The carriages and horses rolled across the snow, leaving deep marks. The emperor affirmed Gu Renyi in a flash, "You are right. The Ordnance Bureau should be built farther away. Gunpowder doesn't have eyes. In the event of an accidental explosion, it would be a tragedy in a densely populated area."

Gu Renyi muttered, "Your Majesty also knows the danger, so you should let me prepare for it. Your Majesty is a man of great strength."

Zhu Houzhao didn't bother to pay attention to him, "I have also carefully looked at the artillery. It is indeed a relatively powerful weapon in cavalry battles. However, it cannot be fired in rainy days, and the cannon body is too heavy to move. These are all shortcomings. . The Ordnance Bureau should focus on the benefit of combat, give these craftsmen tasks, and ask them to find ways to solve these problems from all aspects."

In fact, social needs are the biggest driving force.If necessary, someone will naturally think about it.In fact, the demand for our land is not very big, because the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were a complete unified dynasty for nearly a thousand years. There were no hundreds of years of war like the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. Without the stimulation of war, artillery was actually easy to fall behind.

Everything just depends on whether the emperor pays attention to it. For example, Emperor Yongle was the emperor immediately, so he attached great importance to it, so he established the Shenji Camp. Later, the emperor stopped paying attention to it, and the remaining excitement disappeared.

"Wei Chen knows that this time when Marquis Jinglu used troops in the northwest, artillery came in handy. Judging from the battle reports on the front line, those small countries in the northwest border have little knowledge. Often, only a few people died after a cannon blast. The courage was frightened first. ”

Zhu Houzhao thought for a while, and there were still a lot of wars to come. In the northwest, Zhou Shangwen said that the Yarkand Khanate of Raushi not only refused to surrender, but also wanted to avenge his brother Mansur. It was really not a good idea.

"With Yang Yiqing, Xinjiang no longer needs Zhou Shangwen. I will issue an order to recall him back to Beijing. Next year, there will be a great meeting in the 11th year of Zhengde. Firearms will be an issue and let Zhou Shangwen talk about it."

(End of this chapter)