First Prince of Ming Dynasty

The father and son were sitting in the camp, having lunch and discussing the affairs of the north. All kinds of regulations were designed to win the hearts of the people and let them know that the imperial court treats them equally and will not oppress them.

In the final analysis, the imperial government's political strategy is good, but the sky is high in the north and the emperor is far away, local officials are doing evil, and all kinds of exorbitant taxes are levied in the name of the imperial court, which makes the people think that it is the intention of the imperial court.

The implementation of the central policy still depends on the cooperation of local officials. Now the difficulty is here. The corruption of the old officials in the former Yuan Dynasty is hard to change, and the founding heroes are also greedy. It is difficult for the court to have people who can implement the policy .

The father and son discussed for a long time, but the final conclusion is still to kill, to kill fiercely, if the atmosphere does not change, no matter how to promote new officials, the final result is still the same. There are also a lot of corruption and sacks in the Imperial College and last year's Xinke Scholars. They took office But before Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, he promised that he would never collude with corrupt officials.

After Liu Chun dies, kill a group of imperial envoys, and then see who will dare to help conceal the crime of corruption among local officials. After the decision is made, Zhu Yuanzhang is also sleepy, and he is about to take a nap.

It was noon when the scorching sun was hanging high, and the heat hit people's faces head-on. Zhu Biao looked around, but there was still a crowd of people who could not see their heads. Still basking in the sun.

Zhu Biao looked at the guards standing in the distance, and called Han Zheng, Marquis of Dongping who accompanied him, and asked, Are the soldiers still wearing armor?

Han Zheng, wearing a battle armor with a long knife on his waist, bowed and replied: How can you slack off protecting the holy driver, not to mention the rules are like this.

Zhu Biao waved his hands and said, It's enough for the soldiers guarding the camp to wear armor and hold sharps. The rest don't need to be like this. Fainting in the heat is troublesome. Go and pass the order.

Han Zheng happily took the order and went away. It was the first time for the eldest girl to get on a sedan chair for the emperor's ceremonial trip. Naturally, she didn't slack off in the slightest. Han Zheng originally planned to play in the palace in two days. Yes, it would be great if His Highness could take the initiative to relax.

After a while, there was a happy promise from a distance, and Zhu Biao also laughed. He was dressed coolly and felt stuffy even standing in the shade of a tree, let alone those soldiers. , It is not cold to wear in winter, but it is courting death to wear in summer.

Of course, it was also because Zhu Biao knew that he was not going to fight on the grasslands. Shengjia walked on the official road. There can be no danger.

What's more, even without the armor, more than ten thousand bare-chested men with knives are enough to protect the emperor. Those who can travel with the emperor are all muscular men, and those who are not outstanding in shape cannot enter Yiluan Division at all.

After a while, Zhu Biao saw a group of brawny shirtless soldiers bowing down to him in the distance. The sweat on their stiff backs shone in the sun, and their faces were filled with joy of relief.

Seeing this, Zhu Biao couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and walked into his tent. The ice mirror had been prepared a long time ago, exuding a burst of coolness. Zhao Huaian hurriedly offered a bowl of iced ebony soup, and Zhu Biao took a sip After drinking it, I was shocked by the sour taste and cold air, and shivered comfortably.

Swiping back the fruit that Liu An offered, lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. There is really nothing to do if you don’t sleep in the hot weather. Sleep more comfortably.

Youyou slept for more than an hour, Zhu Biao woke up and asked, What time is it?

After a calculation, Zhao Huaian replied: If you go back to the master, it's probably almost time for application.

Zhu Biao nodded and stood up. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the hottest part of the day was almost over. Fortunately, the dawn was long. Although it was delayed for a while at noon, it could be made up. .

Then Zhu Biao went to wake up his father, and then ordered Dongping Marquis Hanzheng to set off. The soldiers had almost rested. After drinking enough water, they raised the guard of honor and started marching. Along the way, they met many people and people who came and went. The caravans all gave way respectfully and knelt on both sides of the road, watching the guards of honor pass by like long dragons.

In the future, they will march in the morning and evening. Fengyang is not far from the capital, so if you slow down deliberately, you will soon arrive in Fengyang Prefecture. There are also many old local Fengyang gentry.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat upright in the large camp tent, and Zhu Biao stood beside him with his hands down. After a while, the magistrate of Fengyang and Liu Ying, the Marquis of Yihui, came in together with a group of commoner old men to bow down: The ministers (grassmen) see the Holy Majesty, long live my emperor Long live.

Zhu Yuanzhang replied in rather languid words: Everyone get up.

Just as the prefect of Fengyang was about to get up, he heard Yihuihou Liu Ying crying beside him: My lord, I have no way to teach my disciples to let him commit such a heinous disaster. It is really shameless to stand before the king!

Zhu Biao frowned. How did Mao Xiang do things? Liu Ying clearly wanted to save Liu Chun's life, so as to save herself from the notoriety of fratricide, otherwise she would never have spoken like this.

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said: No matter what, he is your own brother and the son of Xianyi Huihou. We will save his life. You must discipline him well in the future.

When Liu Ying heard this eye roll, she was ready to cry and respond, at worst breaking Liu Chun's leg with her own hands, hum, if he followed Mao Xiang's instructions, what would he do as Yihuihou?

It was rumored that he was a man who sold his younger brother for glory, and he couldn't get along in the honorary circle. Once this happened, he could only stay in Fengyang's hometown and look after the grave for the rest of his life. Some business.

Zhu Biao said suddenly from the side: Father thought over and over again, and he couldn't sleep day and night on this journey. After all, he still cared about the kindness of Xianyi Huihou, and decided to keep Liu Chun alive. He was dismissed from office and sent back to his hometown in Fengyang. That's all. The relationship between the Zhu family and the Liu family.

The magistrate of Fengyang has worked with the crown prince for several months, and he considers himself to be a hard-core Donggong party. The crown prince's words naturally must be in line with him, and he immediately said respectfully: The sage is kind and filial, Xianyi Huihou has passed away for many years, only the second son remains. Chun is guilty, but even thinking about the kindness of Huihou, it is reasonable to be punished lightly.

And Liu Ying raised her eyes to look at the prince, and the two of them looked at each other, Liu Ying was startled immediately, although the prince's expression was soft, but there was a cold light in his eyes, revealing his dissatisfaction with him.

There is nothing wrong with the prince's words, but the meaning in the words is that Liu Chun can live, but your father's little affection will be gone in the future, and the Zhu family will not owe the Liu family any more, so let him take care of himself in the future.

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