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

Chapter 257 The rain is coming
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The afterglow of the setting sun is waiting for you to return.

The Xiyuan Royal Garden has long been sold and mortgaged by the idiot emperor, and has become a hot spot for investment by Ming businessmen.

On the surface of the lake in the Zhonghai area, there is a lonely island in the middle of the lake.

A mountain peak on the island is less than [-] feet high. Under the cover of pavilions, towers and towering trees, it looks quiet and beautiful. Coupled with the morning bells and evening drums of the Mantou Temple, it also has a sense of tranquility.

The idiot emperor stretched his body as much as possible, lying lazily on a bamboo chair, enjoying the witty words of the nun's pinching, pushing and rubbing, humming comfortably.

"leg."

"Ah."

"leg."

"Is there something on your mind, sir?" asked the nun with witty words.

"A little bit." Zhu Youjian muttered.

"Oh."

The witty nun didn't say anything, which made Zhu Youjian feel very comfortable.

He doesn't like the kind of woman who breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line.

Last night at the court meeting, more than a hundred civil and military ministers quarreled and spittled each other's old faces, but there was still no result.

This makes the idiot emperor very comfortable.

Noisy, noisy, the big guys had better be busy all day convening court meetings to fight each other, talking nonsense with no nutritional value, so that he, the emperor, can free up his hands to do a few big things.

'The oil fields in Qingyang Prefecture must be developed and utilized as soon as possible. '

'What is Shaved Mao doing? '

"If I hadn't waited to marry [-] concubines, I would have personally traveled to Qingyang Mansion..."

……

After a day and a night.

Far away in a cottage in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, Mao Yuanyi received a secret order from the idiot emperor, ordering him to immediately organize troops to thoroughly clean up the area around Qingyang Mansion, and to screen, classify, and deal with all the people there.

In a word, clean up the Qingyang Mansion and work hard for a hundred days.

"Is the emperor going to make a big move?"

Mao Yuanyi held a roll of silk and fell into deep thought.

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Almost at the same time, in the Forbidden City, Wei Zhongxian, Wang Chengen, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Ruitu and others also fell into deep thought.

Last night at the court meeting, His Majesty the Emperor took the initiative to come to the court for the first time, saying that he wanted to discuss a major matter with everyone. As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by the civil servants.

The Daming Northern Line Railway is still under intense construction, and another "highway" will be built to run through the east and west?
The ministers have long been familiar with the various "new terms" in the mouth of the idiot emperor. Anyway, most people don't take it to heart. It's a loser's game.

"How should we repair the road that runs through the east and west? My lords, please come up with a charter as soon as possible." Wei Zhongxian sat on an embroidered pier, rubbing the center of his brows vigorously, and said weakly.

"Building bridges and repairing roads is the job of the Daming Engineering Bureau. Let Yang He and the others do it." Wang Chengen said calmly.

As a result, as soon as these words came out, several contemptuous glances were immediately summoned.

Wei Zhongxian, Qian Qianyi, and Zhang Ruitu looked at Wang Chengen like an idiot, and they didn't hide the puzzlement, contempt, and grief in their eyes.

This made Wang Chengen very depressed.

However, he didn't dare to continue to say anything, not to mention that his identity and power were not enough to wrestle with these people, even a lot of bad things he encountered recently were enough to make him shut up.

On Taiwan Pengbao Island, Li Zicheng slaughtered all the court officials, and sent a lawsuit to the court, suing more than [-] ministers and seven or eight harem eunuchs.

Among them, there were three people who were accused in the lawsuit of "serious crimes". The first one was him, Wang Cheng'en, and the other two were Zhang Ruitu and Qian Qianyi.

Wei Zhongxian, who has always done a lot of evil and was full of public grievances, was not affected in any way.

This is, very outrageous!
What made Wang Chengen shudder the most was that the idiot emperor threw the lawsuit to Wang Chengen without saying a word after reading the lawsuit, and asked him to preside over the trial...

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"Starting from the capital, passing Zhili, Shanxi, Shaanxi... Even if it is built to Jinchengguan, it will be at least three thousand miles. Tell me, how much food will this so-called expressway cost the Ming treasury?"

"Yeah, don't say that the national treasury is empty. It's already beyond our means. Even the relief victims in Henan, Shandong, and Shaanxi are helpless. The Liao's salary on the front line of Shanhaiguan has not been allocated for two years. Even if there is money and food, how can such a road be built? It also costs hundreds of thousands of people, right?"

"Hundreds of thousands of people, I'm afraid it's not enough."

"It shouldn't be enough. When the King of Qin built the Efang Palace, he used more than a million civilians..."

Wei Zhongxian suddenly scolded: "You guys, don't you want to die? If you compare a road to Afang Palace, then the Long Live Lord is Qin Ershi?"

Qian Qianyi and Zhang Ruitu immediately shut up.

There was a look of surprise on everyone's face.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth. The adults are all old foxes. They have been struggling in the court for decades. Could it be that they can't even control their own mouth?" Wei Zhongxian said coldly.

Several people were silent.

No one dared to say more.

"Okay, everyone should discuss how to build the Daming Expressway, don't just sit here and grind your mouth." Wei Zhongxian slowly sat up straight, with a gloomy face, and continued:

"Long Live God's meaning is very clear. The railways in Daming will continue to be built, and the roads will also be built immediately. Relief for victims, pacification of the Nine Frontiers, and preparations for war must not be left behind.

Moreover, Lord Long Live's wedding is coming soon. As servants and servants, can't we help the king share his worries and solve his problems?If it's what you all mean, this is the whimsy of Lord Long Live, so you can say it now.

Don't worry, I, Wei Zhongxian, will be the first to kill you! "

As he was speaking, the eunuch suddenly became angry, and with a bang, he smashed the tea bowl in his hand to the ground, and said in a hateful voice, "Long Live Lord, for the sake of our great Ming country, day and night, day and night, lamenting...

There is no need to say more about these.

You listened carefully last night. For the construction of these two roads connecting east and west, Lord Long Live even wanted to sell the Forbidden City. You people are really chilling!

Our family is here to talk about it today.

In the future, if anyone violates the will of the Long Live God and cuts corners, I, Wei Zhongxian, will definitely kill him first! "

Everyone was terrified.

Ever since the idiot emperor ascended the throne, Wei Zhongxian, who was once arrogant and cruel, has actually become extremely restrained in the past two years. Even if he wants to kill any minister, he has always played tricks.

It was the first time that he was so stern and gritted his teeth like today.

"Qian Qianyi, you can find a solution for money and food, can you?" Wei Zhongxian paused, turned to look at Qian Qianyi, and asked in a cold voice.

Qian Qianyi pondered a few times before saying, "I will do my best."

Wei Zhongxian: "It's not about doing your best, but you must guarantee it!"

Qian Qianyi nodded and said, "I will absolutely guarantee the annual expenditure of 50 civilians..."

Wei Zhongxian waved his hand and said, "No, it's not 50 civilians, but 120 million civilians; in addition, we need to budget for food, logistics and wartime wear and tear for [-] elite soldiers."

The corners of Qian Qianyi's eyes twitched a few times, and he said in a shy voice: "The shipping business in the south of the Yangtze River is suppressed and monopolized by Zheng Zhilong, and the whole province of Fujian is occupied by the black widow Hakka Baba, so the taxation is really unsustainable... "

Wei Zhongxian sneered and said, "What about the salt and iron? What about the mines? Also, more than 2000 million mu of imperial land has fallen into your hands. Don't you mean to express it?
After all, the solution is for you, Mr. Qian, to think about it. As for the process, our family doesn't want to ask.

In a word, there are two roads, and we must go all out to build them.

In the words of Long Live God, that is the power of the whole country, work hard for a hundred days, and create greater glories! "

Ministers: "..."

Well, Wei Zhongxian is worthy of being the number one eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, and he has learned a lot about the new term of the idiot emperor.

"And you, Zhang Ruitu, Mr. Zhang Ge," Wei Zhongxian turned to look at Zhang Ruitu, and continued to say in a cold voice, "Master Zhang is in charge of the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Officials, and the Yushitai. Those civil servants are either attached to Lord Qian. Or they are all disciples and children of Zhang Ruitu and Zhang Gelao of you;

Recently, there have been a lot of news from various places, saying that those scholars are ready to move and slander Long Live God.

Even, some people have joined forces to fight against each other, playing the banner of Qing Dynasty and killing eunuchs, preparing to raise troops to rebel on the day of Lord Long Live's wedding. For such a trivial matter, Mr. Zhang Ge will work hard. "

Zhang Ruitu's eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart felt like thunder exploded.

Those civil servants, rich families, and so-called scholar seeds are simply too outrageous. Even if you want to rebel, you should do it directly!
The horoscope has not yet been written off, but the city has already been full of wind and rain on the lips, it is simply...

Outrageous!

Sure enough, as the old saying goes, if a scholar rebels, he will fail in ten years.

In the words of the idiot emperor, isn't he a giant in thought and a fool in action...

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In the court hall, under Wei Zhongxian's hard and soft tactics, they quickly twisted into a rope and began to prepare vigorously.

Sun Chengzong, who was far away on the front line of Shanhaiguan, was full of bitterness.

Imperial court.

The court's food and payment have been in arrears for more than half a year.

Wu Xiang, Zu Dashou and other Liaoxi generals have long been in trouble, and some side generals, lieutenant generals, guerrilla generals, general banners, etc., under the instruction of their masters, even started to create various small-scale frictions.

From time to time, you can hear the mutiny of the Ming defenders on the front line of Shanhaiguan.

A small number of them went directly to Jiannu and became mad dogs under Mang Gurtai's command...

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"If we continue to delay like this, sooner or later, the land north of Shanhaiguan, the two thousand miles of Liaodong and Liaoxi, will become the world of slaves and cavalry." In a tall stone building in Shanhaiguan, Sun Chengzong was worried and sighed.

From time to time, throw a few bottles and cans to relieve the air.

"You don't need to be distressed, the governor. The court's actions are nothing more than death. Even if you, Sun Dudu, break your loyalty to the emperor, you will not be able to recover from the defeat."

Sitting opposite Sun Chengzong was a middle-aged man, wearing a cyan Confucian shirt and a Confucian scarf on his head.

"What do you mean, sir?" Sun Chengzong sighed and asked tentatively.

"Wait and see what happens." The Confucian scholar said indifferently.

"Wait and see what happens?" Sun Chengzong shook his head slowly, and said in a shy voice: "A few months ago, Jiannu colluded with the northern barbarian kingdoms and went south in a large scale, breaking through the seven or eight passes of the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty. A group of bandits attracted firepower and hunted them in Jincheng Pass and Qingyang Mansion. The consequences would be disastrous.

The governor originally thought that the imperial court would strengthen the Shanhaiguan defense line to completely resolve the chaos in eastern and western Liaoning.

Unexpectedly... Alas! "

No money, no food, no new firearms equipped, what happened to the court?
Could it be that, like the rumors in the market, the idiot emperor was completely emptied by Wei Zhongxian and became a puppet emperor like Han Xiandi?
Wei Zhongxian, old dog!
Sun Chengzong was extremely angry in his heart, but he still couldn't show it on his face. This made him, the governor of Liaodong, very angry. He really wanted to lead an army to the capital and catch those eunuchs one by one.

As for the well-learned Confucian in front of him...

A pile of shit.

"Sir, the governor has his own calculations in his mind. After you return to Liaodong, you can tell Mangurtai Khan what the governor wants, so that he will stop messing around.

The Ming court will not give up the land of West Liaodong and Liaodong. "

The Confucian scholar chuckled, and Nian Xu said: "Dudu Sun is very unfounded in what he said?"

Sun Chengzong picked up the tea bowl and said indifferently: "Do you have the confidence? Don't you know if you fight a few battles in front of Shanhaiguan?"

Confucian scholar said: "Shanhaiguan? It's just a dead city wall. It's okay to block the grassland cavalry in the weakened period. Facing the cavalry of the Dajin Kingdom, it's just a decoration.

In addition, Emperor Mangurtai made it clear that he would not attack Shanhaiguan at all.

Thousands of miles west of Liaoning, plus the Chahar Grassland, Horqin Grassland, Tumed and Ordos Grasslands, how can my emperor have no land to graze horses? "

Sun Chengzong waved his hand, and said: "The matter of herding sheep and horses is something you don't care about in the grassland. It has nothing to do with Shanhaiguan. Sir, please!"

The Confucian scholar smiled lightly, shook his head, and drifted away...

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At the same time, Korea, Pyongyang City.

In Mao Wenlong's Marshal's Mansion.

In the depths of a tall palace, there was a big banquet, and several teams of elite soldiers went into battle shirtless, but they were practicing a battle of swords to cheer up the fun.

Mao Wenlong, with gray temples, was sitting in the middle, his waist straight, and his thin face showed no expression.

His eyes were like knives, staring at the wine bowl in front of him, lost in thought.

During the banquet, a few young generals exuding iron-blooded aura all over their bodies also stood upright, looking at their noses and minds with their eyes and noses, with no other distractions, as silent as old monks in meditation.

15 elite soldiers.

There are [-] iron cavalry, and there are eight new-style firearm battalions. All new-style firearms and mountain artillery, plus the wealth, land, and civilian husbands of most of the country of Koryo, the army that survived the shopping in Dongjiang Town has a terrifying force. combat power.

What is even more frightening is that the three armies of Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, and Kong Youde each have their own arsenal, and they are completely self-sufficient in new types of firearms.

If necessary, some of the eliminated products can be taken out and sold to Jiannu Manggurtai in exchange for a large number of cattle, sheep, mountain products and women.

It can be said that with a wave of Mao Wenlong's hand, he can push Koryo country sideways.

Even claiming the title of king and emperor is actually quite easy...

"Report!"

"Flying pigeons pass on the letter, Liaoxi urgent report!"

Suddenly, a sentry officer rushed into the hall quickly, breaking the banquet full of iron and blood.

(End of this chapter)