Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　Thanks to the book friend: "Lin Jiangxian" for the great reward!

　　I am inexplicably happy to see the old book friend Lin Jiangxian who hasn't shown up for a long time!

　　……

　　 Zhu Di likes to act vigorously and resolutely, but he hesitated again and again on the reform of the military system, and recruited six in a row.

　　 After a few days of exhausting wrangling, everyone is about to start expressing their views.

　　 First of all, of course, the Ministry of War and the Five Armies Capitol.

　　As the party concerned, Jin Zhong said readily: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that if the Ming army is to be strong for a long time, the military is indeed a bit out of date. The minister is just worried about whether he can recruit enough sergeants."

　　 Zhu Di said lightly: "Check!"

　　 Zhu Di soberly realized that now that it is recruited, it will only collapse the Ming army.

　　 Meng Ying said: "Your Majesty, how does martial arts work?"

　　 Good fellow, as soon as these words came out, everyone realized that the original military household restructuring was actually triggered by martial arts.

　　 That Fang wakes up!

　　He is deliberately leading everyone on the road of military reform.

　　 Martial arts is just a reason, right?

　　In an instant, several of the people present hated Xuanwuwei and Suzakuwei to death!

　　 If it weren't for the shame of Xuanwu Weibei Zheng, how could there be a discussion about rebuilding martial arts?

　　 Zhu Di said: "If you can't sort out the military system, who did you recruit for martial arts?"

　　 Meng Ying was secretly stabbed, and hurriedly pleaded guilty.

　　 The emperor is guarding the gate!

　　 Apart from Jin Zhong, several other bigwigs exchanged opinions secretly with their eyes.

　　 Jianyi spoke first as an official secretary, with a very indifferent expression.

　　 "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that whether it is martial arts or military system, as long as it is good for Daming, then just do it."

　　 Lu Zhen also said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that it should be the case. If the household can support it, then it is also feasible to reform the military system."

　　 Zhu Di was very dissatisfied with these Wanjin Oil answers, so he skipped it and asked Xia Yuanji.

Xia Yuanji seemed confident and said: "Your Majesty, after the cleanup, the number of guards in various places in the Ming Dynasty is about 1.5 million. If it is a batch of five to ten years, the annual cost is not small, but Taisun His Royal Highness said something, that is, to place retired sergeants on Daming’s new land..."

　　 "Let's talk about Zhan Ki!"

　　 Zhu Di directly nodded Zhu Zhanji's general who was listening, and Zhu Gaochi was still smiling and listening.

Zhu Zhanji said: "Grandpa Emperor, the land in the Central Plains has been cultivated for a long time. The best way is to recuperate and let the land rest. Then Daming has to look outside and find new cultivated land for Daming, for example. In the black land of Nuer Gandusi, everyone has eaten the rice there. How do you feel?"

"good to eat!"

　　 Jin Zhong said this, and licked his lips: "Then you can eat two bowls of rice without the chef."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "It is, the land over there is fertile, but there is a shortage of people. If the families of the retired sergeants are relocated there, for example, they have served for five years, then they will be exempted from taxation for five years. , Plus their saved military pay, it is a home for food and clothing."

　　 Lv Zhen smiled and said, "His Royal Highness's words are great and you can kill two birds with one stone. Now it's up to the money and food to support it."

　　 "The problem is not big."

　　 Xia Yuanji confidently said: "The minister used to be worried, but potato planting has already spread. The annual output is surprising, and the minister thought it would not be a problem."

　　 "Military payments are all copper coins and treasures. They were there before, but they will only be more in the future. On the contrary, they can promote the expenses of the soldiers and then recover them through taxes. This is a cycle, in line with the cycle of heaven."

　　 Gori’s Xia Yuanji, he is probably the only one who can link tax collection with heaven.

　　 Zhu Di nodded and said: "I know, and I will go back to calculate carefully, and report back to me to know."

　　 After the ministers bowed their farewells, Zhu Di's ancestors and grandchildren were there.

　　 "What does the prince think?"

　　 What the ministers said just now was just a suggestion. In the end, Zhu Di had to make an arbitrary decision. He actually asked Zhu Gaochi, which made Zhu Gaochi a little flattered.

　　 "Father, my son thinks that the military household system must be cautious and should not be easily shaken."

　　 Zhu Gaochi shut up after speaking, he rarely expresses his opinions now.

　　 Zhu Di said coldly: "Of course you have to be cautious, but why is the guard eroding? The supervision is not good, and you can use your hands to fill your pockets! The sergeant is miserable, won't you escape and wait for death?"

　　 Zhu Gaochi's heart was startled, and he raised his head in astonishment and said: "Father, don't you want to use the military system?"

　　 "You can move or not."

　　 Zhu Di said tiredly: "If I am not here, would you dare to move?"

　　 Zhu Gaochi consciously didn't dare, so he shook his head.

Zhu Di hummed coldly: "Governing a country is not easy. The way of civil and martial arts cannot be partial or neglected. Abolishing the martial arts is in danger. If you abolish the martial arts, you will not be far from the domineering warriors! You read a lot of books, the king must not be partial. ?"

　　 Zhu Gaochi bowed and said, "Yes, Erchen understands."

　　 "You still don't understand!"

　　 Zhu Di's anger suddenly rose, and he stood up and said, "You are dissatisfied with Xunqi. You like to talk about state affairs and Confucianism with those civil servants, but you are a prince! Not a great Confucian, don't you understand?!"

　　 Zhu Gaochi understands a fart. Confucianism has long been carved into his bone marrow and soaked in his blood.

　　 "I understand."

　　 "What those civil servants like to say most is that a certain emperor in the past holds the scrolls, so as to seduce you, a fool who wants to make a name for history!"

　　 "My family has its own system, your emperor grandfather, and how did I ever follow the mercy of a literati? If you are still obsessed with understanding, sooner or later...get out!"

　　 Zhu Di can't go on, let's go on, that is, directly uncovering the harmonious skin between the emperor and the civil servants, and the influence is too bad.

　　 Zhu Zhanji helped Zhu Gaochi go away, and Zhu Di sat down in a chair.

　　 The difficulty of training the heir is not low, especially if the heir is still a fan of Confucianism, he naturally has a good impression of the civil servants.

　　……

　　 Department of War, Masu is packing up his personal things.

　　 Today will be his last day in the Ministry of War, and then go home to rest for three days, and immediately report to the Ministry of War.

　　 "Ma Su, are you really not working in the Ministry of War anymore?"

Sun Jun said'sorryly': "Master Shangshu said, as long as you stay, you will give you seven products together. This is the same treatment as the Guozijian students, and in the hands of the adults, it is impossible for the Guozijian students. You will get a real job, what a pity you are!"

　　Chen Jian also said ‘regrettably’: "Hey! If you stay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you may not be able to be the assistant man in the future!"

Ma Su put a few books into the wooden box, then closed the buttons of the wooden box and locked it. Then he smiled: "I said that I was just a passer-by. The journey of the two eunuchs went smoothly."

　　What a pity, what a pity, but Ma Su clearly felt the excitement.

Yes! With Masu here, neither of these two people can make their heads, so they are probably the happiest after Masu's departure.

　　 "We send you."

　　 Sun Jun and Chen Jian both stood up and said enthusiastically.

　　 In the workplace, if you can maintain peace, don't tear your face.

　　 The two people walked outside with Ma Su, all the household officials who met along the way looked at Ma Su silently, but they didn't look like they were going to see him off.

　　 "Ma Su! Uncle Xing He bewitched your majesty and wanted to change the military system, do you know?"

　　 A straight-faced man stood opposite, his eyes full of irritation.

　　 This is Yuan Qijiang, the chief of the Ministry of War, and Ma Su has never dealt with him.

　　 "Master Yuan."

　　Ma Su arched his hands and did not answer.

　　 Sun Jun was a little startled, his feet moved slightly, and he soon distanced himself from Masu, his expression a little regretful.

　　 But Chen Jian didn't move at first, as if he was going to advance and retreat with Ma Su, but after seeing Yuan Qijiang gathered around a lot of officials, he smiled and retreated.