I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"Back to the emperor, the four thousand birds of the Yongwei Battalion have all completed their drills, and they can go to the southwest to kill the enemy just waiting for the emperor's order!"

"The chieftain of Yongning rebelled against the separatist regime. I am determined to conquer it myself. You also go back and prepare. The Yongwei Battalion will be my pro-army."

"Gu Bingqian, Wang Zaijin, the cabinet doesn't need to ask, just say it's a decision from Xinuang Pavilion."

The two of them looked at each other, and responded.

Hearing this, Qi Jin was a little dazed and froze in place, and only after a while did he loudly obey the order.

There are more than [-] people in this brave guard battalion. Since last year, they have been constantly changing their blood and have practiced for so long. All kinds of weapons are all top-notch, and they were equipped with the latest self-generating blunderbuss a few months ago.

As for the quality of the source of troops, except for a small number of carefully selected recruits, most of them are Sichuan and Zhejiang soldiers who aided Liao in the bloody battle of Hunhe in history, as well as the original Qi family army.

They are the elite and fierce soldiers who have been fighting for a long time. After training for so long, they have long developed feelings for each other.

Staying in the capital all the time, receiving the emperor's favor but doing nothing, all the generals have challenged Qi Jin more than once. Now that the opportunity has come, how can Qi Jin not be very excited?

That night, the British Duke Zhang Weixian also received the order.

It was Zhu Youxiao who asked him to recruit soldiers and horses from all over the capital, and in a few days, he would swear to the south in the capital.

Regarding Zhang Weixian, Zhu Youxiao also specially emphasized that he should stay in the capital to rectify the Chinese army's governor's mansion and various guards in Gyeonggi, and he must see results when he returns.

This sentence made Zhang Weixian sit there, and he didn't recover from it for a long time.

Chapter 99 Daming must win

Under the eaves of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youxiao looked at the two large octagonal palace lanterns in front of him with his hands behind his back. They were exquisitely carved on all sides, full of thoughts.

A few days ago, when it was said that they wanted to conscript in person, Chaoshang started making a fuss.

The civil servants naturally didn't want themselves, the emperor, to go out for personal conquests, such as the lessons learned from the battle of the civil fortress, the personal conquests of the Wuzong such as traveling, and so on, all of which appeared.

Zhu Youxiao didn't listen to these nonsense, but there was one thing that he should express his opinion before leaving Beijing.

Zhu Youxiao looked at the sky and let out a sigh.

It's daytime now, and at night, these two big palace lanterns are so beautiful. Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao sneered a few times.

This lamp was bought by Wei Zhongxian in order to please him.

Due to the recent haze covering the sun, people in the capital turned on their lights early, and the orange light blended with the yellow weather above the Forbidden City, making it ambiguous.

There is neither light nor darkness.

"Your Majesty, the household servant is here."

The young servant was pushed out by the boss behind the scenes to listen to the emperor's tone. He met the emperor for the first time, and he was quite nervous. Out of the corner of his eyes, he vaguely saw a person walking outside the pavilion, so he lowered his head, not daring to show his breath.

Zhu Youxiao took a delicate beaded dagger from nowhere, played with it in his hand, stared at the servant in front of him for a long time, squinted his eyes and asked:

"I read the playbook of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and ask for money from inside?"

"Do you really think it's my internal money that fell from the sky?"

Seeing that the little servant did not dare to speak, Zhu Youxiao sneered, and suddenly pulled out the dagger in his hand, emitting a cold light, and said:

"Those old officials in the household department, have you ever counted in detail, how many times has it been less than a year since I ascended the throne?"

The waiter's expression was tense, he considered for a moment, then bowed and said:

"After Liaozuo used troops, it cost a lot of money. Although the severe drought in Huaibei prefectures has eased, the provinces in Shanxi and Shanxi have droughts and famines, and wars broke out in the southwest. Governor of Guizhou Li Xun often asks for food and salaries."

"In addition, your Majesty first ascended to the Great Treasure, one year's salary will be exempted, the head will increase, and no more taxes will be added. Today, Taicang is extremely scarce inside and outside, the frontier is closed, and the border is also heavy. The provinces in the pass are severely drought, and the people of Li are waiting to be fed."

"The situation is very urgent. Please send out the internal funds of the Holy Majesty. It is really a last resort for the ministers."

After finishing speaking, the Minister of Household Department did not dare to look at the emperor's face, but his eyes were downcast and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"A last resort."

Zhu Youxiao savored the rhetoric of the civil servants, and he always talked about the people of the world, isn't it their style?

It is true that there is a severe drought in various places, and the imperial court should take care of it.

Thinking about it, Zhu Youxiao sneered for a while.

"Let me think about it... How many times have you been 'last resort'?"

"I forgot, come on, think for me, how many times have you been shamelessly forced to do so?"

Zhu Youxiao put down the dagger in its sheath, unfolded the account book of the household department, looked back carefully, leaned a little, put down the note again, frowned and said:

"I'm not a stingy person. During the ancestor's reign, whenever the imperial court was in a state of great swordsmanship, there were all the ministers inside and outside to take care of it calmly."

"But since I started, the army was prospering in the east, and the rebellion was happening in the southwest. The household and military departments have never paid wages, and they always worry about my internal treasury."

"Do you think that the internal treasury in the palace is inexhaustible? Then I ask you, what do I want to use for your Shangshu?"

"Is it a debt collection from the imperial court? I owe you?"

Zhu Youxiao slowly drew out the dagger, and when he finished speaking, he threw it violently and stabbed it firmly into the table, causing the servant to be horrified.

The servant was at a loss for words, and he replied in a short period of time: "Li, Li Butang is in a bad health..."

Before the words fell to the ground, there was already a disdainful ridicule from the emperor above, as if he had seen through him.

Zhu Youxiao came to the servant and said with a sneer: "Because I still have money, I have to do some practical things before I give you money like my father did!"

"The Kunning Palace will be renovated next month, and the director has reported 100 million dual-use expenses."

"Since the household department is short of money, then I told the queen that the Kunning Palace is closed. If you want money, go to Suo Si and ask."

The servant didn't understand what was going on, so he subconsciously wanted to thank you.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Zhu Youxiao knew what to say, turned around and sneered, and said, "Thank you queen!"

"It depends on what the queen wants."

After saying that, Zhu Youxiao curled up on the armchair, swept the notebook on the table to the ground, and fixed his eyes on the dagger still stuck on the table.

The servant went as if fleeing for his life, and the news spread, causing an uproar in the outer court.

The ministers whispered, saying that the emperor was not good at sitting quietly and reading, and that he couldn't put it down all day long with knives, swords and other common military objects.

Naturally, it is not a day or two since the civil servants of the foreign court have been gossiping, and Zhu Youxiao still does his own thing.

After the swearing-in ceremony, almost the whole world knew the news that the emperor was going to conquer the southwest and quell the rebellion.

Driven by Zhang Weixian, Wu Xun expressed their support one after another, but the civil servants still opposed it, but it was useless. The emperor wanted to gain prestige, but they couldn't stop him.

Wei Zhongxian, on the other hand, has often stayed in Dongchang recently, and he doesn't know what he is busy with.

……

Forbidden City, Martial Arts Arena.

Countless Ming soldiers in brand-new armor stood neatly, with flags covering the sky, and everyone was proud of being the emperor's own army.

After a while, the guard of honor entered the arena from the north, guarding one man and one horse, and immediately attracted the attention of more than ten thousand generals and schools of the Yongwei Battalion.

Immediately, an inspiring shout resounded throughout the capital.

"Long live the emperor! Daming will win!!"

"Long live the emperor! Daming will win!!!"

Zhu Youxiao, who was dressed in armor, rode a war horse skillfully, with the real sword of the emperor hanging from his waist, his eyes were sharp, and contained the cold enough to rival the frontier.

Hearing the cries one after another, Zhu Youxiao took a few deep breaths, raised his right hand tentatively, and in an instant, the audience fell into deathly silence.

Even Zhang Weixian, the British prince who followed, was dumbfounded by such orders and prohibitions.

Immediately, he turned to look at Qi Jin, Tong Zhongkui, Chen Ce and other generals.

Only now did Zhang Weixian know how vicious the emperor's eyes were. These people are all good at training and commanding generals!

Zhu Youxiao turned around and looked behind him, saying: "After I go out to fight, the capital will be handed over to you and Eunuch Wei."

As he said that, he took another special look at Wei Zhongxian, which made the latter's heart tremble.

Zhang Weixian originally pretended to be a fool, because he didn't want to get involved in trouble again, but from the imperial edict he received a few days ago, he smelled something else from the emperor.

In any case, the emperor was not in the capital, and as the British Duke of the Ming Dynasty, he could not embarrass his ancestors.

Thinking of this, he clasped his fists and said: "I obey the order, and I will give up my life to protect the capital!"

Wei Zhongxian seemed to be a little preoccupied in the past few days. After a while, he just realized it all at once, and said hurriedly:

"Slaves, like the British Duke, sacrificed their lives to defend the integrity of the Ming Dynasty."

"Willing." Zhu Youxiao glanced at Wei Zhongxian, spit out two words lightly from his mouth, then pulled out his sword, pointed to the southwest, and said:

"My order, set off!"

Looking at the figure of the emperor leading the army away, Wei Zhongxian heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and kept searching among the seeing off crowd, but he still couldn't see that person.

"Xu Xianchun, where have you been?"

Chapter 100 Ambushed

Later in the day, two maids outside the Qianqing Palace had just brought out copper basins. They had dealt with their errands and chatted on the way back to rest.

"Your Majesty has personally conscripted, have you heard?"

"Such a big movement, how can I not know." Another Gong'e sighed: "The empress has a dragon son, but His Majesty is leaving the palace at this time."

"Ever since His Majesty left Beijing, Your Majesty has been depressed."

The other man said as he walked, "It is said that the Southwest is far worse than the Liao incident. The rebels surrounded Chongqing City, and Sichuan and Guizhou provinces are under martial law. Only our inner court thinks that the world is peaceful."

"Stop talking, if the old palace people hear it, they will be scolded again."

As soon as the two finished speaking, a team of Jinyi school captains turned around the corner. They held sabers and were ordered to patrol around the Kunning Palace day and night.

In the middle of the night, a scream came from Kunning Palace.

A moment later, a Jinyi guard Qianhu in a flying fish suit ran to the door, and seeing his eyes showing vigilance, he put his hand on the Xiuchun knife and asked loudly:

"Ma'am—?"

"I am fine."

"I retire!"

Hearing this, Jin Yiwei Qianhu heaved a sigh of relief, and stepped back carefully, but still brought the school captains to guard outside the palace.

His eyes glanced around, with a cold murderous look.

"Search!"

"The palace servants who stay nearby, don't hesitate to kill them!"

He remembered what Xu Xianchun, the Commander of Jinyiwei said not long ago, shivered all over his body, and said again:

"During your majesty's expedition, the empress and the prince in her belly had an accident. I judge myself, and I will punish you! Do you understand?"

"Especially the people in Dongchang, they must not be asked to get half a step closer to Kunning Palace, no one can afford this responsibility!"

Hearing this, all the school lieutenants cheered up and said yes one after another.

Just outside the palace, Jin Yiwei went into a rage because of this scream, and Xu Xianchun quickly sent more people from the Zhenfu Division to guard the Kunning Palace.

Drenched in sweat, Zhang Yan leaned on the pillow and let out a long breath. She had a nightmare, and then she suddenly woke up.

She looked around in the silence, and then thought again, at this time, the person who usually sleeps with her pillow must have left Tongzhou.

Zhang Yan groped to get up and lifted the curtain of the bed, silently looking at the black shadow standing under the window, almost blending into the deep and dark night outside the palace.

A few shadows stood meticulously around Kunning Palace, although they were lonely, they were extremely firm.

Zhang Yan knew that this was the prestigious Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty, they were all the emperor's confidantes, extremely loyal and reliable.

In the palace farther away, I am afraid that there are many guards, with bright posts and hidden posts, and strangers should not come close.

Now, although she is the Empress of Ming Dynasty, she is still a girl who is one year younger than Zhu Youxiao at her core.

When I was alone in an empty room late at night, I couldn't help sobbing softly.

She hugged herself like the emperor hugged her a few days ago, curled up in a corner, and said softly:

"Don't cry, don't cry, you are the queen."

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