Zhu Song didn't even raise his head, too lazy to talk to Cao Changshi anymore.

The Ming Dynasty has the most powerful spy agency in history, the Jinyiwei.

This is because the emperor's eyes and ears are all-pervasive and he stalks at night.

The Jinyiwei were directly subordinate to the emperor and were only responsible to the emperor. They could arrest anyone, including relatives of the emperor and the founding fathers, and conduct private interrogations.

As a time traveler, Zhu Song naturally knew very well about the largest spy agency in history, and he also knew that there must be Jinyiwei's eyes and ears in Liaodong.

In fact, Zhu Song has secretly learned which of the guys under his command are Jin Yiwei, but there are still many who are hiding in the dark and have not been discovered by Zhu Song.

The Jin Yiwei in the early Ming Dynasty were very loyal to Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang must have known about the situation in Liaodong, but why did Zhu Song write a personal letter in addition to the memorial every year?

The reason is naturally very simple.

He wanted to be comfortable, but he didn't want to get involved in the center of power. The reason why he 'lied about the military situation' to Zhu Yuanzhang was just to make Zhu Yuanzhang angry and thus neglect him!

In this way, neither Zhu Yunqi nor Zhu Di would pay attention to a 'prince' who was left out in the cold.

As for whether he would be killed by Zhu Yuanzhang if he deceived him... Based on Zhu Song's understanding of Zhu Yuanzhang, it would not be possible.

No matter what, he is Zhu Yuanzhang's son. Based on this alone, as long as he did not lead his troops to attack Yingtian Mansion and shake Zhu Yuanzhang's head to make him abdicate, he would not be killed by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell Cao Changshi about these things.

Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di will have a battle sooner or later. Let them fight well. I am a vassal in this remote Liaodong. Isn't it okay if I don't take sides?

When the letter was almost finished, Zhu Song painted it with wax and handed it to Cao Changshi.

"Immediately send someone to the capital. The horse needs to be old and the person needs to be old and weak. Let the father know how hard I have worked!"

After saying that, Zhu Song took a bite of the lamb leg.

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After a full twenty days, the veteran who delivered the letter slowly arrived at Yingtian Mansion.

Yingtian Mansion is located in the south of the Yangtze River, where it is like spring all year round and is a prosperous land. However, in the eyes of this veteran, although this place is prosperous, it is not as good as Liaodong ruled by His Royal Highness King Han!

"It's a shame, little old man, that I'm naturally thin. Otherwise, how could I have done this job of traveling to Beijing at public expense?"

Thinking that His Highness the King of Han would reward you with twenty taels of silver for delivering a letter, the veteran almost burst into laughter.

Because Zhu Song sent a personal letter to Yingtian Mansion every year, the veteran's letter delivery was quite smooth, and the letter soon fell into Zhu Yuanzhang's hands.

Today, Zhu Yuanzhang's beard and hair are gray, but he is still energetic, like a blue dragon waking up from sleep. Just sitting there makes people shudder.

"Your Majesty, the letter from King Han has arrived!"

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his chin, and Zhu Yunwen, who was assisting Zhu Yuanzhang in reviewing the memorial, immediately stood up, took the letter, and presented it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Emperor Grandfather, a letter from the twentieth uncle."

"Um!"

Zhu Yuanzhang responded, threw aside the memorial to supervise the king of Liaodong and Han presented by the Jin Yiwei in his hand, took the letter and opened it.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately threw the letter away and became furious.

"Bastard! This bastard! Does he really think that we don't know anything? We have tolerated him for several years, look at Jin Yiwei's memorial! Liaodong has been done well by him now!"

"Although the winters in Liaodong are longer, the land there is fertile, and the grain production in Kaiyuan alone is equivalent to that of the three southwest provinces!"

"I heard that he is also doing business with Hu merchants. He can earn twice as much money by reselling the extra grain! He doesn't know how to pay tribute to him if he has good things! He comes here every day to complain about his poverty and wants from us every year.

Money requires food! This bastard!"

Zhu Yunwen hurriedly stepped forward and patted Zhu Yuanzhang on the back, helping Zhu Yuanzhang calm down the anger in his heart.

"Grandfather, please be careful not to get angry! The imperial doctor said that now is the time for your grandfather to recover, so you must not get angry!"

"Can we not be angry?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said as he put the memorial of Jin Yiwei's supervision of King Han into Zhu Yunwen's hand.

"Take a look for yourself and see what your twentieth uncle did in Liaodong!"

Zhu Yunwen quickly read the memorial and was shocked after reading it!

Darling, the King of Han has only been in Liaodong for a few years, but he has provided enough food and clothing for the people of Liaodong, and the soldiers and horses are strong. Some time ago, he even captured 100,000 prisoners of war!

One hundred thousand!

If these 100,000 soldiers and horses had been in the hands of Wang Baobao back then, perhaps northern Xinjiang would not be peaceful now!

"Grandfather, Liaodong used to be barren, but now Uncle Twenty has made the land fertile, and the people have enough food and clothing. This also proves that Uncle Twenty is a talented vassal king!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.

"Talented but disloyal! He doesn't report the real situation truthfully and still complains about poverty to us every year. Why is he crying about being poor? Ah? Our Ming Dynasty is now at the beginning of the founding of the country, and everything is waiting for improvement. Finally, we have just made some progress.

He is still looking for trouble for us!"

"It's okay if you don't share my worries for him. It's okay to guard Liaodong honestly. Why do you hide it and dare not report it if you do a good job? We are not thinking about the little treasure he gave us, but we are angry that he is

Our son is hiding his secrets from us! What does this bastard want to do?"

Zhu Yunwen quickly patted Zhu Yuanzhang's descendants and signaled the eunuchs to quickly make a pot of tea.

After a while, the eunuch handed over the tea, and Zhu Yunwen served Zhu Yuanzhang and drank a sip of tea, which suppressed the anger again.

"Royal Grandfather, judging from my grandson, perhaps Uncle Twenty is in trouble! Grandpa, please think about it, Uncle Twenty was only eleven years old when he came to feudal lordship, and my grandson was studying in the palace when he was eleven.

He still misses his mother, maybe..."

"Perhaps Uncle Twenty left his grandfather and his family when he was eleven years old. When he had free time, he would miss his hometown and his grandfather, and he might have some complaints in his heart."

"At the most serious level, this matter is due to the minister's dissatisfaction with the monarch. However, Uncle Twenty is the biological son of the imperial grandfather. At the most minor level, in ordinary ordinary families, there are fathers and sons who have quarrels and are unhappy."

After all, they still had a deep love for each other. Zhu Yunwen's words reminded Zhu Yuanzhang of the time when Zhu Song went to the palace to submit a memorial and requested to go to Liaodong to establish a vassal state.

I agreed without thinking at the time, thinking that there would be nothing wrong with my son guarding the border for me.

He even equated him in his mind with the kings of Jin and Yan who had already gone to the north to guard the border.

However, the other vassal kings were already adults when they joined the vassal. Only King Zhu Song of Han was still an eleven-year-old child.

Looking at the two crossed-out lines at the beginning of the letter, Zhu Yuanzhang felt less angry and more distressed.

Thinking about it this way, this child has resentment towards himself. He just cries about being poor and doesn't think about other things like having no father and no king. It's not bad at all.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his grandson and felt very happy.

His eldest son Zhu Biao passed away for several years. Fortunately, God opened his eyes, and his great-grandson Zhu Yunwen was also smart, well-nurtured, and would become a successful generation in the future.

Now seeing that he could intercede for Zhu Song, Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy.

"Yunwen, what you said is very good. When a son feels wronged, if he doesn't lose his temper with his father, who will he lose his temper with..."

"Since he feels wronged, let him come to Beijing and let's see what he has to say in person."

Zhu Yunwen said respectfully: "Emperor Grandfather, even if you read the memorial of Jinyiwei, you are still seeing it with other people's eyes and hearing it with other people's ears. How Liaodong is governed by Uncle Twenty actually needs to be seen by the Emperor's father's eyes."

That’s good.”

"Furthermore, the emperor's grandfather has never been to Liaodong since the founding of the country. Let's take a look. In the past few decades, how has the border area of ​​Ming Dynasty been doing now? Are the people living and working in peace and contentment?"

"The imperial grandfather often taught his grandson to be considerate of the people of the world. Maybe this is an opportunity to talk to Uncle Twenty, and it is also an opportunity for the imperial grandfather to see the wonderful land of Ming Dynasty."

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he thought about it carefully, thinking that there had been no major events in the court recently, so he agreed.
Chapter completed!