I'm really not the carpenter emperor

The five of them thanked each other in a hurry. They had just walked a few steps, and when they heard these words being said later, they all felt their feet go soft in unison.

However, this is not over yet. Before they could walk out of Xinuang Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao sat back on the throne and smiled slightly: "By the way, don't forget what you lost to me."

"Each [-] hectares of land, [-] houses, and more than [-] houses in the suburbs of Beijing. I don't want the money. I have the right to reward you."

The five turned around, thanked each other feebly, and helped each other to leave.

Wang Chengen walked to the side, his face was also very bright, "The emperor is really clever, this time punish them a little less, let them know how good it is."

"Less punishment?" Zhu Youxiao's face disappeared, and he sneered: "Look at their appearance, how can they look less?"

"I see, it's not enough to lose!"

"If you still lose to me with such a small amount, it's like killing them. If you want them to donate something to help the victims, it will be even more difficult."

Wang Chengen nodded, hesitated for a while, and said, "Master, the prince is seriously ill..."

"What?" Zhu Youxiao then turned his head, and naturally knew who the prince Wang Chengen was talking about, he was stunned for a moment, and confirmed:

"Is Chao Fu seriously ill?"

"Yes..." Wang Chengen shook his head and said, "When the servant brought Zheng Yuyi to his residence, the prince was already on his deathbed."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhu Youxiao was a little angry, indeed a little angry, it was not as important as playing chess with these five idiots to scare them.

After saying this sentence, he didn't say anything else, and walked away: "Show me!"

……

Not long after, a group of people came to the palace.

The doors and windows were closed here, and Zhu Youxiao approached quickly, and through the sorghum papered windows, he saw a faint flickering fire inside.

Opening the window, Wang Chengen walked with a candle, followed by Zhu Youxiao, and passed the small hall within a few steps, and saw Wang Chaofu who was lying in bed in the inner room.

The latter struggled to get up when he saw someone coming.

Zhu Youxiao hurried forward a few steps, supported him and said, "Don't get up, you old bastard, why are you so sick and you don't tell me?"

Wang Chaofu drooped his head, his expression was very sluggish, "The life of a servant is worthless, and His Majesty takes care of everything every day, and it is a national matter."

Zhu Youxiao was taken aback for a moment, then held his hand and said, "Don't say such things again from now on. You have been with me for the most difficult seven years. No major event is as important as your safety."

Afterwards, he looked sideways and said, "Doctor Zheng, do your best to treat him."

The imperial physician surnamed Zheng quickly said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the prince is just physically weak and suffering from cold, and he has not been recuperated. The doctor has the parents' heart, and I will definitely do my best."

Zhu Youxiao nodded and said, "That's good."

Then he looked at Wang Chaofu again, "Chaofu, you can rest at home and take care of the affairs of the Qing palace. Wang Chengen is busy with work, so don't worry."

Wang Chaofu didn't expect the emperor to be so concerned about his condition, he burst into tears and nodded repeatedly.

Chapter 933 After all, you are also an emperor

The next day.

Zhu Youxiaoan sat in the Xinuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, reviewing memorials from all over the country, and ministers have recently been competing to discuss whether to re-establish the Nuer Gandu Division.

In this regard, Zhu Youxiao is positive.

Nuer Gandusi is the inherent territory of Ming Dynasty, it used to be, and it will certainly be in the future, but Zhu Youxiao will not continue the policy of his predecessors, he has his own ideas.

In short, this time, the Nuer Gandu Division must be completely transformed into the real territory of Ming Dynasty and an inseparable part of the land of Huaxia forever.

After Jin was destroyed, there would no longer be anyone in Asia that would hinder the development of Ming Dynasty. In the future, Ming Dynasty would also enter a golden age and look down on everything.

All of this will be realized in my own hands.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao's hand holding the writing brush trembled slightly. Immediately, he exhaled lightly, calmed down, and continued to process each chapter with firm and stern eyes.

Outside the Xinuang Pavilion, soft footsteps sounded.

Zhu Youxiao sighed for no reason, so brisk, this is not the footsteps of that old guy Wang Chaofu...

Sure enough, Wang Chengen walked in lightly, mumbled for a while, then suddenly knelt down at the bottom of the steps with a plop, and said, "Your Majesty, the prince... has died...!"

Zhu Hong's writing brush slipped to the ground, and rolled down the stairs in front of Wang Chengen's eyes.

How can the imperial brush of the ancient sages be stained by dust?

Excited, Wang Chengen quickly picked up the brush and offered it with both hands. Feeling the sadness of the person on the steps, his whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

After an unknown period of time, Zhu Youxiao sighed heavily, walked down the steps, looked at the pavilions outside the palace through the window eaves, and said:

"Let's declare the decree."

"Yes."

Wang Chengen gently put the imperial brush back into the distance, and then he bowed and retreated. From the beginning to the end, he did not dare to look up at the emperor presumptuously.

About an hour later, the royal residence in the capital.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the system says: Qianqing Palace is in charge of the eunuch Wang Chaofu, loyal to the emperor for the country, diligent, honest and sensitive. I deeply mourn him. I will bestow him with burial at the southern foot of Tianshou Mountain and posthumously give it to the Marquis of Zhongmin. This is my honor."

The eunuch who came to proclaim the decree was able to meet Wang Chengen, the steward of the emperor's hall, who was assisted by the dynasty.

After he announced the imperial decree, he looked at the men and women who were kneeling in the mansion to greet them, and there was not much sadness on their faces. In fact, they had nothing to do with this old eunuch, and they were all just for money.

But they were still surprised, what a high standard it was to posthumously present the Marquis and bury him at the southern foot of Tianshou Mountain.

How could an eunuch, who usually stays out of the gate of the palace, neither fights nor fights, can get to where he is now.

Now they are just feeling helpless, they are not the real relatives of this eunuch, otherwise, at least they can lose an earl, right?

Wang Chengen sighed in his heart, and an unconcealable feeling came to his heart, and then he said lightly: "Give them 30 taels of gold each, and go away."

"Thank you, father-in-law, thank you, father-in-law!" Wang Chaofu's counterpart, Mrs. Li, hurriedly prostrated himself and kowtowed to Wang Chengen.

A chill appeared on Wang Chengen's face, and it disappeared in a flash. He smiled and said, "Thank you for what our family is doing? This is a reward from the current emperor. Thank you, thank you, the owner of this house."

"Without him serving that one in the palace conscientiously for eight years, how would you have a good life today?"

Soon, the small house was empty.

Wang Chengen seemed to see his future here. After the others retreated, he became a little choked up after all, and murmured:

"Tell me, what are we doing this for?"

"When others die, they are all relatives and friends, so they can get together and leave. We are dead, but people go to have a drink. Look, there is not even a living person in this house."

"Yes, yes, for Daming, for Your Majesty, I know..."

After saying this, Wang Chengen changed into his usual indifferent expression, walked out the door, and told the Jinyi guards who had been waiting for a long time:

"Seal this house, and no one else is allowed to enter."

Although Jin Yiwei Baihu was a little puzzled in his heart, he immediately nodded and bowed, turned around and waved his hands around, and then followed.

After they left, two captains in Jinyi, one on the left and one on the right, sealed the small house.

Not long after, Wang Chengen returned to Qianqing Palace, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the imperial decree has been spread to the residences of the ministers."

"Did anyone go to see them?" Zhu Youxiao asked sideways.

Wang Chengen was taken aback, sighed, and said: "No, eunuchs... have always been unpopular. If he can get a posthumous gift from His Majesty, I think he will be able to smile at Jiuquan."

Hearing this, although Zhu Youxiao was as expected, he still snorted coldly and said, "Understood, go down, I'm tired."

"Your Majesty, please leave, please don't hurt the dragon's body."

After Wang Chengen stepped back, Zhu Youxiao returned to the throne and sat down, looking at a list sent to him by the Ministry of Civil Affairs, his eyes exuded a murderous intent.

On the list, many court officials and local chaebols are impressively listed.

Now that Ming Dynasty no longer has any external threats, it is time to clean up the interior and implement the unfinished reforms step by step.

As for the surrounding countries, Zhu Youxiao doesn't want to convince people with virtue. If he wants to make them honest, he can only make them afraid.

Fear is the best medicine.

Didn't it mean that the old Americans of later generations like to be an international policeman? Then starting from his own generation, Daming will start to be a policeman in the Far East.

All countries must follow the lead of Ming Dynasty.

From the change of the monarch, to the big and small domestic affairs, no matter how big or small, Da Ming has to sort out them one by one, and then intervene.

There is no other excuse, and there is no need for an excuse now, if you don't accept it, you will beat him.

……

Hetuala was captured by the Chuguan Ming army, no matter how stubbornly he resisted, Hou Jin, the old enemy who used to be known as invincible, finally fell under the sword of Daming.

A few months later, the land occupied by Hou Jin was taken back by the Ming army led by Xiong Tingbi and Zhu Xieyuan, and the Ming's territory once again reached its peak since the Yongle Year.

However, there is still one thing short of restoring the entire territory of the Yongle Dynasty.

On March [-]th, the ninth year of Tianqi, half a year after Hou Jin was eliminated, an envoy from Ming Dynasty knocked on the door of Tsarist Russia.

Mikhail, the first Tsar of the Romanov Dynasty, warmly welcomed the powerful guest from the east, but when he heard what the other party said, the smile on his face gradually became stiff.

"Emperor Ming Qi conquered the northern and southern Mongolia, and will join the alliance with the chiefs in the capital in a few days. After eliminating the fake gold, my Ming wants to restore the Nuer Gandu Division to rule our country's vast Far Eastern land."

"However, we have discovered that a lot of land in the Far East is in the hands of your country. This is not realistic. In order to avoid confrontation, we hope that all the territory of Ming Dynasty can be returned immediately."

"On this issue, I will not back down a single step. With an army of 200 million, I can go to the north at any time. I am here to save face for His Majesty the Tsar of your country."

"After all, you are still an emperor."

After the envoy said these words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, just waiting for a reply, not afraid of what the other party would do to him.

All of this is because behind him stands a mighty Daming.

Chapter 934 Allying with Poland

"On the map sent by Daming, almost the entire land of more than 300 million square kilometers in southern Siberia is included."

"Your Excellency the Patriarch, according to the plan, the Guangrou Siberia Plain will provide us with nearly 2000 million rubles of trade income every year, and this number will continue to increase."

"Our merchants, traveling to and from Siberia, can make huge profits by exporting expensive furs and timber to Europe."

"According to my calculations, this will enrich our treasury in the next few years. If we want to quickly complete the reorganization of the army, Siberia is the top priority."

Before the consultant could finish speaking, he was roughly interrupted by Feratelli.

"What kind of Ming is this? You don't take us seriously!" the patriarch Fiatley said angrily, "Mikhail, if you ask me, you are too weak!"

"Being bullied to the head, how can you let him eat and drink in Moscow like this?"

"Listen, listen!" Feratelli overturned the iron wine glass in front of him, "Are you planning to just go on doing nothing like this?"

"If you want to avenge the Netherlands, you must reorganize the army, but where will the money come from? It can only be Siberia! Now that Ming wants to fight us for Siberia, then fight them!"

Speaking of this, Feratelli sneered: "What are you afraid of?"

Mikhail had always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and he himself was unwilling to be the tsar. If he hadn't been elected by the nobles of the whole country, the Romanov dynasty of more than three hundred years later would not have started.

It was his inaction that made the nobleman fancy Mikhail.

Of course, the character of his father, Patriarch Firatley, was exactly the opposite of him, and he was imprisoned in Poland because of his irritable personality and being too arbitrary.

After being released this time, the nobles in Russia are the last thing they want to see.

Because Fiatelli was very resolute in the matter of the aristocrats taking power, and his administration was mainly to suppress the power of the aristocracy.

Tsar Mikhail heard his father's reprimand. Although he was already a high-ranking tsar at this time, he was still as frightened as a child, and said frightenedly:

"Father, then, what are you going to do?"

"The envoy said that Ming has 200 million troops, which is already more than the population of Moscow..."

"Besides, he is an envoy, we can't do anything to the envoy!"

Feratelli had stubble all over his face. He touched his chin and laughed loudly: "I don't believe they can really pull out 200 million troops. No country in the world can have so many troops."

"My silly boy, those Easterners are all highly skilled liars. They want to use their mouths to persuade you to give up so much territory."

"But once you put on a posture, they will be afraid and retreat!"

Mikhail still looked very scared, he said nonchalantly:

"But... But even so, Ming is also known as a powerful country in the Far East. Now that you have just been released by Poland, you can easily start a war with them. I'm afraid the situation will become more turbulent."

Feratelli stood up, patted Mikhail's thin shoulders, and said, "My silly boy, sometimes war will stabilize the situation."