Daming: Refining zombies at the beginning, Lao Zhu was shocked

After leaving the Eastern Palace, Zhu Xiajun planned to return to the Imperial Study, and met his father Zhu Li on the way.

It seemed as if Zhu Li was waiting for him specially.

"My son, please see your father!"

Zhu Xialun hurriedly bowed to Zhu Li.

"Have you talked to the second brother?"

Zhu Li asked straight to the point.

"We talked about some things about the imperial court and Mobei!"

Zhu Xialun nodded and explained.

"In fact, if you want to stabilize the court, you and Tang'er only need to win the support of one person!"

“Many problems can be easily solved!”

Zhu Li seemed to have anticipated everything and reminded with a serious face.

"Your Majesty, are you referring to... Yu Qian, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace and the Minister of War?"

Zhu Xiajun understood Zhu Li's meaning almost immediately. Although he did not like managing these state affairs, it did not mean that he was really brainless. The biggest difference between him and Zhu Xiaqiu was that Zhu Xiaqiu was happy to do these things, while he was simply too lazy to do them!

In terms of ability alone, he is not much worse than Zhu Xiaqiu, but he has never governed Hanzhong Prefecture seriously and is usually lazy!

"Not bad!"

"Yu Qian is now the second assistant minister of the cabinet. He is different from Yang Shiqi, Xie Jin and others in character. He is truly selfless, single-minded and stubborn."

"In his eyes, there is no emperor, no prince, and even less a vassal king!"

"What he has in his heart is always the people of the world!"

"Starting from this point, it is not difficult to gain Yu Qian's support!"

Zhu Li nodded and reminded with a serious face.

"In fact, I have thought about this question. Since Yu Qian is mentioned, I do have an idea that I would like to discuss with you, Father!"

Zhu Xiajun pondered for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject.

"Tell me!"

Zhu Li raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"The situation between Mobei and the imperial court is now somewhat tense. If we are not careful, it may lead to new conflicts and unrest!"

"Although some things are bound to happen sooner or later, the later they happen, the greater the benefits for Mobei and the Ming Dynasty!"

"The boss is not confused, he should think the same way!"

"So, the things he did during this period were quite restrained, and he didn't really have any intention of breaking up with the imperial court!"

"I think the most urgent task is to find a way to cool down the tense relationship between Mobei and the imperial court!"

Zhu Xialun explained slowly.

"That's true, and your idea is not wrong. But what does this have to do with Yu Qian?"

Zhu Li nodded in agreement, and at the same time asked more curiously.

"I'm wondering if it's possible to have Yu Qian, as an imperial envoy, go to Mobei in person to meet the boss?"

Zhu Xialun directly told everyone his next plan.

In Zhu Xialun's opinion, it is very necessary to have a negotiation with the boss Zhu Xiafeng and define the bottom line of both parties.

At least it can ensure that within a certain period of time, both Mobei and the Ming Dynasty court can maintain a stable state and prevent the situation from getting out of control!

Among all the civil and military officials in the court, the only one who had the ability and could shoulder this heavy responsibility was Yu Qian!

As the first graduate of the Imperial Guard Academy to obtain a special diploma, Yu Qian’s abilities are naturally beyond words.

What’s more important is his loyalty to the Ming court and to the people of the Ming Dynasty!

Just as Zhu Li said, Yu Qian is a stubborn person who sticks to his own opinions!

Let Yu Qian go to Mobei to negotiate with Zhu Xiafeng. First, you don't have to worry that Yu Qian will sell out the interests of the court, and second, you don't have to worry that Yu Qian will secretly have any connection with Zhu Xiafeng!

Of course, being directly recruited by Zhu Xiafeng is even more impossible!

The most trustworthy person among all the civil and military officials in the court must be Yu Qian. Apart from him, even people like Yang Shiqi or Xie Jin could not say that such a problem would not occur!

"You picked a good candidate!"

"Letting Yu Qian go to negotiate with the boss is indeed the most appropriate choice!"

"I have no objection to this matter. As long as Yu Qian agrees, there will be no problem!"

After listening to Zhu Xiajun's idea, Zhu Li nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Then I have no worries. I will talk to Yu Qian about it later. I believe that Yu Qian will not refuse in order to prevent the Ming Dynasty and Mobei from going to war and causing great suffering to the people!"

When Zhu Xialun heard this, he knew that this matter was absolutely settled!

In this kind of matter, Yu Qian is absolutely responsible and there is no need to consider the possibility that he might refuse!

"Since you already have a plan, I won't say much. Just do it according to your idea!"

Zhu Li nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

Through this incident, he could also see that Zhu Xialun was actually quite capable, he was just a little too lazy!

It's a pity that he obviously has the ability to be a good emperor, but he just doesn't want to do that!

"My son, please retire!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiajun turned back towards the imperial study.

As soon as he arrived at the imperial study, Zhu Xiajun saw his son Zhu Jiantang busy with state affairs with a frown on his face, obviously encountering a difficult problem.

"Father, you are back."

Zhu Jiantang raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure: "There are some things I want to ask you."

Zhu Xiajun nodded, walked to the desk and sat down, looking at his son gently.

Although Zhu Jiantang is young, he has shown extraordinary talent in government affairs, which makes Zhu Xialun feel gratified.

"Don, if you have any questions, just ask."

Zhu Xialun's tone was encouraging.

Zhu Jiantang smiled slightly, picked up a memorial, and began to expound his views by citing classics.

"Father, I believe that the way to be a king is to govern the heart. Governing the heart is the basis of governing the country. If the heart is not right, the country will not be at peace."

"Second, govern people. Governing people is the key to governing a country. If people are not governed, the country will be unstable. Finally, govern affairs. Governing affairs is the way to govern a country. If affairs are not governed, the country will not prosper."

Zhu Jiantang solemnly expounded on what he believed was the way to be a king.

Zhu Xiajun nodded repeatedly as he listened, feeling extremely pleased with his son's growth.

"Tang'er, you said it very well. The way to be a king is indeed as you said. Governing the mind, governing the people, and governing the affairs are all indispensable."

Zhu Jiantang felt happy when he saw that his father agreed with his opinion.

He put down the memorial and his expression became serious.

"Father, recently many ministers in the court are worried about the situation in Mobei and are worried that my uncle will rebel. What do you think about this matter?"

Obviously, this is the thorny problem that Zhu Jiantang is thinking about!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xialun's face darkened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He knew that the situation in Mobei was indeed the biggest hidden danger at the moment, but he also didn't want his son to worry too much.

"Tang'er, I have already discussed the matter of Mobei with your second uncle Zhu Xiaqiu. Although your uncle has made great military achievements, he is not someone who can be easily moved."

"You don't need to worry too much, just take care of the remaining state affairs."

Zhu Jiantang nodded, but still had some doubts in his heart.

"Father, we can't let our guard down. The situation in Mobei is complex and ever-changing, and uncle's influence cannot be underestimated. If he really has other intentions, how should we deal with it?"

Naturally, his understanding of Zhu Xiafeng was not as profound as Zhu Xialun's.

Even Zhu Jiantang had never seen this uncle and didn't even know what he looked like.

From his perspective, when he saw Zhu Xiafeng's problem, he was obviously more cautious than Zhu Xialun, and he also thought about the problem in the most serious scenario. He was not as optimistic as Zhu Xialun!

Zhu Xiajun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Tang'er, you are right. We really can't take it lightly. But under the current circumstances, what we can do is to stabilize the court and ensure that everyone is united."

"Only in this way can we have enough strength to deal with external threats."

Zhu Jiantang nodded thoughtfully, and had a clearer understanding of the future path in his mind.

He knew that the wisdom and experience of his father and second uncle were his greatest support, and that he must continue to grow in order to gain a firm foothold in this ever-changing situation.

"Father, I understand. I will do my best to handle the affairs of the court and live up to your expectations."

Zhu Jiantang said firmly.

Zhu Xialun patted his son's shoulder with satisfaction, his eyes full of approval.

Zhu Jiantang didn't quite understand. He knew that his uncle Zhu Xiafeng was a powerful figure, but he also understood that war was not just a test of the army's combat effectiveness, but also a test of food supply and logistical support.

"Father, if we really fight, can we win?"

Zhu Jiantang asked doubtfully.

Zhu Xiajun pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Of course, given the conditions, if a fight really breaks out, we can indeed win."

"After all, the Ming Dynasty is now rich, with many soldiers and food. We don't need to use real guns and swords to fight, we can wear down Mobei."

Zhu Xiajun said as a matter of course.

"But, father, if we really kill Mobei, wouldn't the development of the Ming Dynasty also be set back by more than ten years?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiantang frowned and reminded him.

"You're right. This is exactly the situation that your uncle and I don't want to see."

"Your uncle Zhu Xiafeng is not a pushover. If you want to defeat him, it's impossible without paying a price. The key is, what happens after you win?"

Zhu Xiajun nodded in agreement.

"A Mobei without the Wind King will eventually fall apart."

"Who should we send to guard the place? In Mobei, no one can help except your uncle Zhu Xiafeng."

"The final outcome is nothing more than that Mobei will return to the tribal era and live a nomadic life."

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Jiantang also analyzed the key to the problem!

Zhu Xialun looked at his son, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"Tang'er, the fact that you can think of these things shows that you are gradually maturing. What we need to do now is to stabilize the internal affairs of the court and ensure the long-term stability of the Ming Dynasty."

"In fact, we are not the only ones who think so. Your uncle must think so too!"

"If he had any choice, he would not immediately break off relations with the imperial court. He knows better than anyone that maintaining the status quo will allow Mobei to develop for as many years as possible!"

"Once a war breaks out, the current prosperous situation of the Ming Dynasty may be in chaos, and even the economy will directly decline. But isn't it the same for Mobei?"

Zhu Xiajun nodded seriously and reminded.

"Father, what should we do then?"

Zhu Jiantang asked, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Zhu Xialun looked at his son, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He patted Zhu Jiantang on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Tang'er, sometimes war is not the only way to solve problems. We need to find a way to keep the country peaceful and avoid brothers killing each other."

"What method is that?"

Zhu Jiantang asked doubtfully.

“We need to solve the problem through political means.”

Zhu Xialun said: "First, we must stabilize the situation within the court and ensure the stability of the Ming Dynasty."

“Secondly, we need to strengthen communication with the ethnic minorities in the northern desert and strive to resolve the issue through negotiations.”

"Finally, we need to build a strong military that is ready to respond to emergencies at any time."

Zhu Xialun knew that facing the boss Zhu Xiafeng, he could only make all possible preparations and could not be too optimistic, nor too pessimistic.

For many things, if you don’t try or do them, no one knows what the final result will be!

Zhu Jiantang nodded, and gradually understood his father's intention.

He knew that although this path was difficult, it was the safest option.

"Dad, I understand. I will do my best to assist you, stabilize the situation in the court, and strive to resolve the issue through peaceful means."

Zhu Jiantang said firmly.

Zhu Xiajun smiled with relief, patted his son on the shoulder, and said, "Good boy, I'm relieved to know that you're so caring. However, there are still many things you need to do next, so you have to be mentally prepared."

"I understand, Dad. I will try my best." Zhu Jiantang replied firmly.

In the following days, Zhu Xiajun and his son Zhu Jiantang began to stabilize the situation within the court. Through various means, they gradually won the support of ministers and strengthened their control over the army.

At the same time, Zhu Xiajun also went directly to the cabinet's second assistant Yu Qian and explained his plan to send him to Mobei to negotiate with King Feng.

As expected, Yu Qian agreed without hesitation.

Communicate with the tribes in Mobei and try to resolve the problem through negotiation.

In Mobei, Zhu Xiafeng was also closely following the developments in the Central Plains.

Although he was wary of his brother Zhu Xiajun's actions, he also felt a little uneasy.

He knew that the conflict between him and his brother would only plunge both Ming Dynasty and Mobei into a deeper crisis.

One night, Zhu Xiafeng stood on the plateau of Mobei, looking at the starry sky in the distance, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

He recalled the time when he was a child with his younger brother Zhu Xiajun, and how close they were at that time. But now, the confrontation between the brothers made him feel extremely painful and helpless.

"Maybe there really is another way?"

Zhu Xiafeng muttered to himself.

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