I'm really not the carpenter emperor

As the drought continues, no matter how much money the court distributes, even if the porridge is given out day after day, there will still be more and more victims.

No matter how many shantytowns are built, the victims of the disaster will never be collected. This is a bottomless pit, and it will only work when the drought is over. In the words of later generations, this is force majeure.

This is only one province in Shaanxi, and the rest of the Hanzhong area suffered another drought this year after the severe drought in the 47th year of Wanli.

Another batch of money for disaster relief was distributed quickly, and the money was spent like water, so how could Zhu Youxiao be in a good mood.

This is only the fourth year of the apocalypse, and the disasters in various places have just begun. Zhu Youxiao can't imagine what will happen during the Chongzhen period when there was one or even several disasters every year in history.

Seeing Wang Chaofu's appearance, Zhu Youxiao frowned.

This old eunuch, Wei Zhongxian recommended him to serve in Qianqing Palace at that time, that is to say, he was alert and able to handle affairs, and later Zhu Youxiao found out that this was indeed the case.

It is indeed very convenient to have such a eunuch by my side.

Ever since Wang Chaofu entered the Qianqing Palace as the steward, there was not a single day when he was so presumptuous that he barged in without courtesy.

There were already a lot of celebratory sounds of setting off firecrackers outside the palace. Although Zhu Youxiao hadn't heard the news yet, he could guess that something big happened to the people.

After breaking in, Wang Chaofu also seemed to realize his mistake, and quickly took a few steps back, "Your Majesty, forgive me, slave, slave is really..."

Zhu Youxiao nodded without blaming him.

After all, people are not sages and sages can do nothing. For an old brand like Wang Chaofu, even if it is not a major event today, it is understandable to make such a mistake.

"Let's talk about it, even you are so reckless, can't it be a trivial matter?" Although he didn't blame him, Zhu Youxiao's tone was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"Nuer Hachi is dead!" Wang Chaofu brought up this matter, and the smile on his face returned to just now, "Master, the one called Nuerhachi in Jiannu, he is dead!"

"What did you say—?" Zhu Youxiao stood up all of a sudden, rolling his eyes, "Didn't he want two years later... Is what you said true?"

"You know, this is a big deal!"

That's right, this is indeed a big event, something even Zhu Youxiao didn't expect, if it is true, the folk celebrations in the past two days will also make sense.

Wang Chaofu didn't notice what the emperor said just now, two years later, even if he did, he didn't dare to ask, and just ignored it consciously.

"Exactly!"

"Master, it has been spread outside the palace in the past few days, only the palace has been kept in the dark, and the slaves didn't believe it when they heard it at first, but it is true, the old slave chief is dead!"

"The death of the old slave chief is God bless Daming, His Majesty the ancestor Deze!"

Zhu Youxiao stared at Wang Chaofu for a while, and found that he was not cheating, so he sat back as if struck by lightning.

Nurhachi is dead...

It was only the end of the fourth year of Apocalypse, why did he die more than a year earlier? Could it be that the butterfly wings he had crossed caused this result little by little?

"You go down first." Zhu Youxiao took a few deep breaths and waved his hands.

Seeing Wang Chaofu leaving, he clenched his fists tightly.

With my own arrival, even the "son of destiny" like Nurhachi will die suddenly in advance. If this is the case, then Daming will be saved!

Until now, after doing so many things, Zhu Youxiao felt a little relaxed from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

Not because of Nurhachi's death, Zhu Youxiao knew that he would die sooner or later, but because his death proved that even the general trend of history can be changed by himself.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Youxiao's mouth curled up slightly.

Son of destiny?

Now I am the Son of Destiny, if Nurhachi can die violently in advance, so can Huang Taiji, and Dorgon may not be able to bring Daqing into the pass!

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao came to the map hanging behind him and looked carefully.

……

Nurhachi died, Hou Jin was mourning, and Ming was cheering. As the emperor of his subjects, Zhu Youxiao would of course hold a court meeting to express his gratitude.

After the civil and military classes of the Manchu Dynasty entered the ranks, the entire Huangji Hall was filled with a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere. The Huangji Hall has always been a place for great court meetings, and it has never been like this.

"congratulations!"

"Happy together!"

Li Yang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, was greeting people, when he suddenly saw a person, he hurried forward and said with a smile:

"Zuodu Censor looks good, it seems that he is also happy about the death of the slave chief?"

Li Banghua didn't have much confrontation with others today, after all, the death of a slave chief is a rare event, so it's not easy to spoil the fun.

"Indeed, the slave chief slaughtered our people very seriously in Liaodong, and the sky was angry and the people complained. This is his own fault and he has to die!"

"Okay, that's really good." Li Yangzheng chuckled, turned around and said to Feng Quan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, "Feng Butang!"

Feng Quan was also exchanging greetings with others, and turned around quickly when he heard Li Yangzheng's voice, "It's Li Shangshu!"

"Does Li Shangshu know that the old slave chief who built slaves died?"

Li Yangzheng laughed loudly, "I'm afraid this news has already spread to Jiangnan, and everyone who hears it will applaud!"

"How dare you not know, how dare you not know!"

"It's you Feng Butang. After building the three main halls, you will be reused by the current sage, and you will have a relationship with the factory owner. You will prosper in the future. Don't forget me, little brother!"

Feng Quan waved his hands again and again, "How can you say that, Li Shangshu's performance in the major imperial examination case is also enough to impress me!"

"Let's stop praising each other, the sage is coming up." After Li Yangzheng finished speaking, he turned to one side, still maintaining a smile on his face.

At this time, all the ministers also noticed that the important person had arrived, and they all put down their verbal greetings, boasted to each other, and saluted together and shouted:

"See Your Majesty!"

Like all the ministers, Zhu Youxiao came with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, he waved his hand slightly to indicate that there is no need to be polite, and went directly to the Nine Dragon Throne in the hall to sit down, and said straight to the point:

"All the ministers have arrived, and everyone knows the news. Nurhachi, the slave chieftain who built slaves, died in Hetuala."

"Whether it is for the current war on the west wing or for the people of Liaodong, this is a great thing."

"Your Majesty is holy!" Wang Qia, Minister of the Ministry of War, said, "Once the slave chief dies, the Jianyi people may be too concerned about fighting for their seats, and have no time to manage the war on the Eastern Front."

This is true. As soon as Nurhachi died, Hong Chengchou, the governor of Liaodong, immediately went to Shu, saying that most of Jiannu's soldiers and horses in Liaodong were transferred to Hetuala.

Who would have imagined that the two-front battle, which was a headache for both civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty, was resolved so silently.

It can only be said that Nurhachi committed his own crimes and cannot live.

Chapter 545 The Governor of Liaodong

"Your Majesty, Xiong Tingbi is in a hurry!" At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.

All the ministers turned around to look, only to see a young eunuch rushing in with a memorial.

"Rush?"

"Could it be that Huang Taiji sent troops to attack?"

"Impossible. At this time, Huang Taiji has just succeeded, so it is impossible to leave the country and come out to fight Liaodong!"

For a time, all the ministers spoke one after another.

The smile on Zhu Youxiao's face stagnated.

"Bring it to me."

The little eunuch didn't dare to procrastinate, and held Ji Zuo in front of Wang Cheng'en, a small sign standing under the throne, without stopping.

The latter received it, and delivered it non-stop to within reach of Zhu Youxiao.

When Zhu Youxiao was watching, all the ministers were also guessing, watching his expression carefully.

It's just that Zhu Youxiao's expression is also very rich, sometimes frowning deeply, sometimes stretching his brows, I don't know what Xiong Tingbi said again.

After reading it, Zhu Youxiao put down the rush.

In fact, Zhu Youxiao already knew what Xiong Tingbi said. The specific meaning of this memorial is to remind the ministers in Beijing not to be so happy that they forget that the Liao affairs are still difficult.

Nurhachi's death did not have the slightest impact on the lives of the Liao people who have been in dire straits for many years.

On the contrary, because the successor Huang Taiji knew how to appoint traitors better, the Liao affairs may lead to an unpredictable and serious situation in the future.

If the death of Nurhachi relieved the people and ministers who had been tense for many years, then the successful succession of Huang Taiji brought the Liao affairs to a new height.

Although Nurhachi is good at fighting, he has his limitations after all. Except for Fan Wencheng and a few others, there are almost no Han officials in the current Houjin.

In the past, when Nurhaci went on an expedition, every time he captured a city or town, he often had to "remove all his people" and "raze the city", and would not occupy the town at all.

The reason is that he didn't even think about taking over Daming's country, that is, the Nine Dragons Throne under Zhu Youxiao's ass.

For so many years, Nurhachi has only one word for the surrendered civil servants and military generals of the Ming Dynasty, kill.

Over time, few people surrendered anymore, and the later it became, the more difficult it would be for Hou Jin to capture every city and town in Liaodong.

Everyone knows that surrender is death, and breaking the city is still death. It is better to risk one's life and kill Jian Nu to the death.

Houjin under the leadership of Nurhaci is still a nomadic nature until now, and the meaning of Hetuala to them is not a "capital", but more like a temporary settlement.

But since Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne, the nature has changed.

Hetuala will become a real capital in Houjin, and in the near future, more traitors will join in and contribute to it.

Ning Wan I was the first one, and his being reused also indicates that Hou Jin under the rule of Huang Taiji is walking on a completely different path from that of Nurhachi.

Although these Zhu Youxiao knew it well as people who had been there, it was still very shocking to hear a contemporary person bring it up.

Xiong Tingbi's prelude is undoubtedly very far-sighted and savvy, and the above stern and vigilant words will almost become reality in the near future.

However, just because Zhu Youxiao knew it, it didn't mean that other people knew it.

To be honest, Xiong Tingbi is indeed a bit "stubborn". He wants to publish this urgent performance at this time, perhaps in order to expand his influence, and it is even more out of good intentions.

But his way was wrong, outrageously wrong.

At this time, not only the ministers in the court, but also the people all over the world are cheering for this matter, and it really shouldn't be a cold water.

Zhu Youxiao wants to use Nurhachi's death to prove one thing, that is, Ming Dynasty will eventually win the protracted Liaodong War.

In any case, the rest of Jiannu will surely be wiped out like the old slave chief, and die of their own crimes.

Xiong Tingbi's temperament is nothing more than that even Hong Chengchou has gone, and he just doesn't interfere with him.

You know, Hong Chengchou is synonymous with treachery and cunning in later generations. Basically, he can be wise and protect himself on any occasion. He has acquaintances in Donglin Party, Eunuch Party, Chu Party, and Zhejiang Party.

It seems that it is also difficult for the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to pick out a few ministers who are compatible with him.

Sure enough, when Zhu Youxiao was still thinking about how to keep Xiong Tingbi this time, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty began to liquidate him.

"Rude, it's really rude!"

"This Xiong Tingbi, who thinks he has some achievements in restoring the Liao Dynasty, is so arrogant."

"The assistant minister is right. From my point of view, that Huang Taiji is just a brat, how could he cause more headaches than Nurhachi!"

"Traitors have always existed, Fan Wencheng is just a failed scholar, and Ning Wan, I am even more unknown!"

"For people like this, it doesn't matter if they go to fake gold!"

The voices of denunciation were louder and louder, and even Zhu Youxiao frowned. Although most of these people were short-sighted, they were indeed right.

It is true that Xiong Tingbi has a fiery temper, but maybe it is because he has been relying heavily on him in Liao affairs over the years, and has always been too partial, so that he has become more and more arrogant.

Now this matter has gone too far, even ignoring the occasion, daring to say anything, this is tantamount to slapping everyone present in the face!

What's more, when the people were cheering for the death of the old slave chief, there was news that a successor was more ruthless, which would undoubtedly damage morale.

It's not a good thing for him to go on like this.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao decided not to favor Xiong Tingbi this time, but he would not criticize him either.

There is a reason why Xiong Tingbi has been isolated for so long among the courtiers, and there is also a reason why he is loved by the soldiers in the Liao army.

In general, it is to polish his temper that is easy to explode!

Anyway, Huang Taiji has just succeeded, and there will be no troubles in Liao affairs in the short term, so let's push the boat along and suppress him once!

"Cough cough..." Zhu Youxiao coughed twice, and waited for the silence in the Huangji Hall before he said, "Xiong Tingbi served in the Liao Dynasty for five years, rectified the Liao army, and recovered the Liao land. He has made great achievements."

"However, the sudden death of this old slave should be congratulated by the people of the world. The slave chief Huang Taiji is still young, so there is nothing to worry about. I think it is time to rectify Liaodong."

Hearing this, the Huangji Hall seemed even more lonely. All the ministers pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the next words.

"Decree, starting from today, the post of governor of Liaodong will be replaced, and the commander-in-chief of the town of Liao will be appointed. Ma Cheng'en, the son of Ma Gui, will be appointed as the commander-in-chief with the post of deputy commander-in-chief to lead the Liao army and stationed in Shenyang."