I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 201 The Northwest Shock
A month later, Zhu Youjian finally returned to the Daming capital.

In the backyard of the deep palace, a hundred flowers competed for beauty, and the idiot emperor was filled with emotion: "I have only been away for a long time, and you wives can't bear it?

I declare that in the next three months, there will be rain and dew!
You all try to be proud and give birth to a lot of princes, grandchildren and princesses. Even if I sell the entire Forbidden City, I will reward you heavily! "

The soles of Wei Zhongxian's feet softened when he was accompanying him.

Here we come, we are going to sell the Forbidden City again...

However, this time it shouldn't cost much food... right?Regarding the matter of giving birth to dragon sons and grandchildren, isn't it enough for Long Live Lord to toss about it alone?

Wei Zhongxian still thought too much.

When he went to court the next day, he was dumbfounded.

I just feel that the burden on my shoulders weighs at least [-] catties...

……

"Dear dear friends, I have been on the throne for more than a year. I have worked day and night for the great Ming's country and society for generations to come. However, there are seven or eight hundred beauties in the harem, and none of them is worthy enough to give birth to me. A man and a woman.

I, could it be that I provoked the wrath of the heavens and the people, and was punished by the heavens?
Do you want me to issue an edict of guilt? "

All the ministers finally waited for an early morning court, and they still wanted to perform well to show their loyalty.

Therefore, basically every civil official and military general held a lot of test books in their arms, planning to stuff their brains with this idiot emperor and let him hide in the backyard of the deep palace.

Recently, the idiot emperor is not in the capital, and the life of the big guy has just been nourished, so I don't want to let this idiot be destroyed.

"Your Majesty can't do this!"

Qian Qianyi came out of the class and said in a clear voice: "Since your Majesty ascended the throne, the country has been peaceful and the people are safe. Although all parts of the country have suffered major floods, under your majesty's sage rule, we are united as one, and the drought and disaster relief have achieved remarkable results;

According to the statistics of Weichen and Wei Changgong, since the first year of Chongzhen, under the same natural disaster, less than [-]% of the refugees in various places have starved to death. "

Immediately afterwards, there was another rainbow fart, which made Zhu Youjian a little complacent, thinking that he seemed to be so awesome.

but.

Immediately afterwards, another person stood up and sang the opposite scene with Qian Qianyi.

This is normal.

If the officials of the Ming Dynasty said one thing in unison, Zhu Youjian would feel his scalp go numb.

Because, as far as he knows, in the original script, the time when the wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River, the eight major Shanxi merchants, the generals of Liaoxi, the civil servants Qingliu, and the hundred thousand eunuchs worked together the most was when the Jiannu cavalry entered the customs and opened the gate of the capital city. something...

Think about it, the tree with the crooked neck on Meishan Mountain is still there!

It has only been a few years since Emperor Chongzhen hanged Meishan...

"Your Majesty forgive me!"

A minister came out more and more, holding a black earthenware clay pot unexpectedly in his hand, there was no inscription, memorabilia or the like.

Zhu Youjian took a closer look, and murmured in his heart: "This veteran, why is he a little bit stubborn today..."

This minister is none other than Fu Wang Zhu Changxun.

At the beginning, after Zhu Youjian sent hundreds of thousands of royal relatives to the northwest frontier under the pretext of 'collusion with foreigners', there was no news.

It seems that there should be something wrong...

Sure enough, Zhu Changxun, the King of Fu, said a few words, then knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', crying: "Your Majesty, just treat it as an uncle begging you once, and leave a way for your unworthy brother to survive..."

Zhu Youjian looked at Wei Zhongxian.

The treacherous official Wei Zhongxian shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't know what was going on.

"Uncle Fu Wang, get up and talk." Zhu Youjian said softly, "Come on, show Fu Wang a seat and pour tea."

King Fu looked much older during this period, one-third of his originally black and greasy hair was white, and he was not yet 50 years old, but he was hunched over, with an old and decadent appearance.

Sitting on the chair, Fu Wang Zhu Changxun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the sleeve of his robe, and said in a harsh voice, "Your Majesty, something big happened in the northwest!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the court was shocked.

On the northwest side, isn't there 10,000+ elite soldiers from the three governors of Shaanxi guarding it?A bunch of chieftain emperors are nothing but mobs, and they can't afford to turn over a few waves.

Could it be that there is a problem with the Turpan, Yarkand, and Uzang tribes?

Zhu Youjian was also at a loss.

Cao Gong never mentioned the Northwest military situation.

From Jinyiwei and Dongchang, there was no flying report...

'wrong! '

Zhu Youjian suddenly turned his head and blinked directly at Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian, the treacherous official, turned around and left without saying a word, and went to work without any hesitation.

This is the difference between Wei Zhongxian and Wang Cheng'en, all he needs is a look from the emperor, a hint, to have a tacit understanding and know what to do, instead of faithfully carrying out the decree of Long Live God.

"Uncle Fu Wang, take a sip of tea and talk slowly." Zhu You checked his mind and said.

"Your Majesty, the Outer Khalkha Mongol, Horqin, Ordos, Jiannu, Turpan, Yarkand, and Uzbek tribes will meet in the Outer Khalkha Grassland to form a new grassland court.

Among them, with the support of Jiannu Mang Gurtai, the Outer Khalkha tribe is unifying the tribes of the grassland..."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

The various tribes in the grassland began to fall apart after being chased and beaten by the Emperor Taizu and fled into the vast desert. Although they sent troops south from time to time, they never formed a climate.

Therefore, the threat to Daming is great, but not fatal.

However, if those prairie cavalry...

"Uncle Fu Wang, what's in your black clay pot?" Zhu Youjian asked suddenly.

"This is... This is the skeleton of your third brother Zhu Youqu!"

Zhu Changxun, the king of blessings, was sobbing, and his old tears flowed freely.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially Zhu Youjian suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something.

"northwest……"

The idiot emperor pondered a few times, stepped down from the dragon chair, and handed a silk scarf to Fu Wang Zhu Changxun.

"Uncle Emperor, please mourn."

Zhu Youjian patted the emperor's uncle on the shoulder, turned around and returned to the dragon chair, and said: "Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, we have not been close, not paid tribute, and not called ministers, these are the three nos;

In addition, the Ming Dynasty has always had the inheritance of the emperor guarding the country.

In the future, there may be rumors that the king died in Sheji! "

All the officials purged and knelt down together.

Zhu Youjian glanced around and said in a cold voice: "If you want the king to die in Sheji, I have a duty to do so!"

"It's just that, dear friends, have you ever thought about it, the king is starting to die for Sheji, is there any hope for our Great Ming?"

Looking at the large crowd of civil and military officials under the steps, Zhu Youjian recalled that in the original script, Emperor Chongzhen and the ministers were intriguing and alienated, and finally he hanged himself on Meishan Mountain.

A few ministers died for the country.

And most of the civil servants and generals, even Jin Yiwei and the eunuchs of Dongchang, even opened the gate of the capital...

Greet Li Dayan first.

Followed by slave soldiers.

Is this the king's fault?Or, is it just because all the officials and the common people rebelled?
It shouldn't be that simple.

"Uncle Fu Wang, please tell me in detail what happened in the northwest." Zhu Youjian calmed down and did not want to say anything more about the 'king's death in Sheji'.

"Your Majesty, in the northwest, after the establishment of the new royal court of the Northern Barbarians, they wiped out the Han people in the desert. With the secret support of Jiannu, they possessed various new types of firearms and launched several siege battles against Suzhou Town.

In addition, they also cut off the line of communication between Longyou and Lintao and Shaanxi.

The old minister received the urgent report, it was already a month ago, your third brother risked his life to cross the Lintao and Hezhou line, and crossed the Qinling Mountains on foot, before passing the news..."

Fu Wang Zhu Changxun burst into tears, tightly hugging the black clay pot in his arms.

It seemed that it was his most precious treasure in the world.

But Zhu Youjian knew in his heart that at this moment, the uncle was most worried about the Northwest King Zhu Yousong.

Hundreds of thousands of royal relatives and nobles are now trapped to death in Suzhou Town, which is tantamount to abandoning them in the depths of the vast desert, and it is still unknown whether they are dead or alive.

How long has it been since there have been great changes in the northwest, why have Cao Gong and Jin Yiwei not sent back any news?
Think here.

Zhu Youjian couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Above the imperial court, there must be an inner ghost!
Only our own people are clear about their own defense layout, so that we can cut a piece of land as big as the Hexi Corridor out of the Great Ming territory without anyone noticing.

There, it should now be a meaty bone.

Surrounding them was a group of wild wolves who were frantically hungry.

Dozens of soldiers from the Tudi Emperor, large and small, plus the barbarians deep in the grassland, and the Jiannu people mixed in, making the place criss-crossed and the situation very complicated.

However, it was a little strange that there was no news from Mao Yuanyi.

You know, the reason why Maoshatou's 'base area' was arranged on the front lines of Yan'an Mansion, Qingyang Mansion, and Pingliang Mansion at that time was also to prevent the emperor from rebelling, and the northwest side would not poke any trouble...

"My dear friends, what do you think about the Northwest War? Everyone discusses it," Zhu Youjian said with a gloomy face, sitting on the dragon chair, feeling a little tired.

When he just returned to the capital, he originally planned to select a group of beautiful women to help him solve the problem of mass production of dragon sons and grandsons.

As a result, he was not interested at all when he let the matter of the Northwest Frontier come into play.

In the Qianqing Palace, the civil and military ministers quickly divided into two factions and began to "fancy performances".

Led by Qian Qianyi and other civil servants Qingliu, they demanded to resolutely send out troops to beat those Tusi emperors to the ground, maim, or kill them all at once.

On the contrary, it is the generals.

Yan Mingtai, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, Wang Qia, the left servant of the Ministry of War, and others said that the focus of border defense should be on the front line of Shanhaiguan.

"In the northwest border, there are nearly a hundred tribes and dynasties, big and small, and the earth emperors, but in the final analysis, it's just a disease of mange, let's die."

"Yes, the focus of our Ming Dynasty's defense should always be on Liaodong Jiannu's side."

"Only by keeping Jiannu out of the gate and preventing them from breaking through and going south, our Ming Dynasty will be as stable as Mount Tai. What can we do to the enemy on the northwestern border?"

"Your Majesty, I'm waiting for your second opinion!"

"The minister waits for the second opinion!"

……

The civil servants and military generals fell to their knees in a large area, and each one of them hit the ground with their heads and wept blood.

This scene made the idiot emperor laugh outright.

Come, come, come again.

For a period of time, he dealt with those infrastructure madmen all day long, and from time to time he would be contradicted, satirized, and sarcasm by a bastard like Song Yingxing, but Zhu Youjian felt at ease.

Once back to the land of the capital, it was a whole day of wrangling.

In this great Ming Dynasty, it is unreasonable not to subjugate the country.

"Shangshu Yan Mingtai of the Ministry of War, Wang Qia, the left servant of the Ministry of War, has your Ministry of War received the report from the Northwest Frontier?" Zhu Youjian asked suddenly.

Yan Mingtai and Wang Qia looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say anything.

"Why don't you talk? Have you received any emergency military information or something? Or, some things that are speculative, you might as well tell them for everyone's reference."

"Your Majesty, seven days ago, I did receive an urgent report from Hong Chengchou, the governor of the three sides of Shanxi, saying that an elite group he sent to wipe out the bandits from the three prefectures of Shanxi and Gansu suffered heavy losses in Pingliang Mansion, and almost the entire army was wiped out... "

Zhu Youjian nodded slightly, and asked gently: "Who is leading the bandits over there? Why haven't they been wiped out yet?

I went on an expedition to Koryo, and beat the king of Koryo to the ground. Is Hong Chengchou a shit eater?The majestic governor of the three sides of Shaanxi, let a group of bandit soldiers kill him and throw away his helmet and armor. Isn't it shameful? "

"Your Majesty, the thieves from the three prefectures of Shanxi and Gansu are well-equipped and good at mobilizing the people. They serve as soldiers in wartime and serve the people in farm time. Hong Chengchou has encircled and suppressed them several times, but he couldn't find the main force of the thieves at all." Wang Qia said in a deep voice:
"I can only see that Hong Chengchou has no way to lead the army, so he should be dismissed and investigated!"

One word stirs up waves.

Immediately, the entire Qianqing palace was full of quarrels.

It was clear that they were still discussing the barbarian king's court's invasion of the northwest border, but as soon as Hong Chengchou was mentioned, the civil and military ministers started arguing again, the suitable candidate for the three-sided governor of Shaanxi...

……

Tired, tired.

This was the only feeling Zhu Youjian had during the early court for more than three hours.

Fighting and fighting, no one has come up with a reliable solution, which can not only solve the problem in the northwest, but also defend the front line of Shanhaiguan. By the way, it can also solve the problem of the chieftain in the southwest...

In fact, Zhu Youjian didn't pay much attention to these bad things.

What worries him the most is the food issue.

If there is enough food to stabilize the refugees in the north, even if fierce men like Mao Yuanyi and Sun Chuanting fight fiercely for seven or eight years, what's the point?

Li Zicheng let him be abolished.

Zhang Xianzhong did not return from selling horses, and after entering the vast desert, he disappeared.

In addition, there is no guarantee that there will be a few more Yang Zicheng and Zhou Zicheng...

Forget it, let Anna and Catherine teach foreign languages ​​to the concubines in the harem...

Zhu Youjian had just finished his meal and was about to go to the back garden to collect some 'prodigal value' when Wei Zhongxian hurried over.

"Long live, something is wrong!"

As soon as he entered the door, Wei Zhongxian, the treacherous official, didn't have time to wipe off his sweat, and knelt down in front of the idiot emperor with a plop, weeping uncontrollably, and kept slapping his old face.

Clap clap clap clap clap!
Zhu Youjian watched Wei Zhongxian's clumsy performance coldly, and gradually understood what happened in the northwest.

"Long live, you old man will tear your slaves into pieces!"

"Servant, servant is a sinner of our Ming Dynasty, long live!"

Zhu Youjian waved his hand to make all the accompanying eunuchs and maids retreat, then he picked up a bowl of tea and said in a cold voice: "Is your wife doing something wrong? Her claws are quite long?

She is clearly the Princess of the Northern Man, and now she is popular in coastal areas of Fujian, Wa Kingdom, and Qiongzhou Prefecture, and is known as the Black Widow.

Why, she was also responsible for the matter on the northwest border? "

Wei Zhongxian slapped his old face fiercely, and said in a shy voice: "She is a mad dog, a poisonous snake, a servant, a servant was deceived by her!"

(End of this chapter)