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Chapter 18 One Million Stones!

Chapter 18 One million stones!

In the palace, a grand Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is being held at this time.

After nightfall, colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the dazzling light shrouded the entire palace in dazzling light.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is originally a day for family reunion and joyful gathering. However, on such a festive day, many people are not as relaxed as they appear on the outside.

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi held the hand of the eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji and sat on the lower left hand side of Emperor Yongle. Sitting on the right side of Emperor Yongle was Queen Xu. The positions on the lower right hands of Emperor Yongle and Queen Xu were empty.

No one.

Further below, there are the vassals and some princes, princes, and envoys representing the vassals.

The civil and military officials sat down in two rows on the left and right. The leader of the hundred officials was Cao Guogong Li Jinglong, and the leader of the military generals on the right was Qi Guogong Qiu Fu.

"I'll go and say hello to your grandpa later, you know?"

Zhu Gaochi's fat body sat there, like a simple and honest bear. He held his son Zhu Zhanji in his arms and whispered against his ear.

"Um!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded vigorously, without any nervousness on his face.

The third uncle Zhu Gaosui, who was wearing a bullfight uniform, greeted Ma He who was standing behind Emperor Yongle, and then walked quickly to Zhu Di's side to say something.

Subsequently, Zhu Di personally announced the plans to reduce the clan level, halve the clan salary, and issue a "year-end reward package" of one million shi to the vassals at the end of this year.

"My brother is willing to set an example for all the vassals and present three guards and horses to the imperial court today!"

But just when Zhu Zhanji had a smile on his face and was about to run towards Emperor Yongle and Empress Xu, he suddenly stopped.

"It's a pity that some people didn't get to see this day of reunion."

"The second brother was reprimanded by me for being reckless last time. After thinking about it, he also came up with a trick. It happened to be mentioned that this matter happened to be mentioned. I thought it made some sense and told the feudal lords to listen. Of course, these things are not settled. It's okay.

discuss."

In the long live roar like a tsunami, there must be some contempt for Li Jinglong, but there are also noble generals with red eyes, presumably thinking of their dead brothers and comrades.

Zhou Wang Zhu Xi stood up and said: "My brother thinks that if we want the clan members and the emperor to not be suspicious of each other in the future, it is better to return the three guards of the vassals to the court. After all, these are all from the time when Emperor Taizu Gao granted vassal status."

Rewards are the property of the imperial court."

To the surprise of all the ministers, Zhu Di rolled up his sleeves, bent over, and poured wine on the ground.

"Is that why the emperor was so easily bewitched by treacherous ministers and took up the butcher's knife against his own flesh and blood relatives?"

When the imperial edict reached the palace of Prince Xiang, Zhu Bai, the fierce-tempered Prince of Xiang, was frightened and angry, unable to explain himself, so he burned the palace to death.

Zhang Fu, the Marquis of Xincheng, who was standing slightly behind the honorary column, choked up several times.

Zhu Di took out a memorial from his sleeve and said: "As a family, we don't talk about two families. Since the vassals have returned the three guards, I also have to express my feelings."

But under Zhu Di's majestic gaze, he had no choice but to dare not speak.

As for Zhou Wang Zhu Ji, as the historical timeline changed, he had obviously obtained Zhu Difang's words and promises in advance.

The ministers were stunned for a moment, and then it was Cao Guogong Li Jinglong who took the lead and drank wine on the ground, and responded at the same time: "Long live your Majesty, long live the Ming Dynasty!"

This is a formal state banquet. Zhu Di is dressed very formally. He wears a Jinbo Mountain crown, hair tied with a hosta, a crimson gauze robe hanging down to his knees, a leather belt and ribbon around his waist, and white socks and black boots.

.

"The second glass of wine is for my brother Zhu Bai, King of Xiang."

Zhu Di at this time was completely different from the one who stood tall and proud when talking to Daoyan in Datianjie Temple.

There was no way, Zhou Wang Zhu Ji was Zhu Di's half-brother, he had the deepest affection, and his fiefdom was in the heart of the Central Plains. If Emperor Jianwen didn't attack him, who would he attack?

At this point, several vassal kings present have expressed their stance, and the rest is to pass the decree to the vassals who are not present.

Under his coercion and inducement plan, it was decided to return the three guards, and the stone in Zhu Di's heart fell to the ground.

"Long live your Majesty!"

In the first year of Jianwen, under the guidance of Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng, the three princes of Qi, Xiang and Dai were deposed as commoners.

This time, the shouts of long live are competing for the first place and last for a long time.

"The third glass of wine is to pay homage to the soul of Emperor Taizu and Emperor Gao in heaven. May the clans of the Ming Dynasty be harmonious and no more traitors will rule the country!"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunion."

Looking at the silent ministers, Zhu Di tied his hands, sighed and called them by name.

We have a traitor in our midst!

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi knew very well that the "good saint grandson" was an extremely important factor in his fight for the throne, so he always protected Zhu Zhanji very well and watched over him personally. He would never let his son suffer the same fate as Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Hongwu Dynasty.

's mistakes.

The King of Chu also came out to support him. It was useless for him to ask for troops and horses anyway, so he simply paid for the peace and became the Prince of Taiping, so as not to end up like the King of Xiang.

As a result, King Zhu Bai of Xiang became the only vassal king to die during the Jingnan disaster.

"The first glass of wine is in honor of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives heroically to quell the national calamity during the four-year Jingnan Campaign."

Zhu Di finished his toast and finally got into the main theme of today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

The person who was named was Zhou Wang Zhu, who suffered a major blow during Jianwen's reduction of vassal status.

"After I ascended the throne, I often reflected on an issue."

"King Zhou, please tell me how you can make the future emperors of the Ming Dynasty be filial and filial to their clan members and no longer be separated from each other?"

Obviously, Zhu Di was making something explicit.

As soon as these words came out, all the vassals became red-eyed almost immediately!

Those who do not agree with this are either in prison or have already been reincarnated.

After saying that, Zhu Di held the wine cup in both hands and stood up.

The little Zhu Zhanji stood awkwardly beside Emperor Yongle. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and ran two steps quickly into the arms of Empress Xu, who was waving to him.

After hearing this, Emperor Yongle clapped his hands, and the clan members, relatives, civil and military ministers who were conversing all raised their heads in silence.

Following Zhu Di's speech, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was completely silent.

After the same tsunami-like long live, Zhu Di raised his wine glass again.

The vassals, princes, princes, and envoys present looked at each other in astonishment.

"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Di looked around with an awe-inspiring imperial aura, and no one dared to look at him.

One million stones!

You know, the salary of a feudal king is "only" ten thousand dan per year, which is already a huge number.

One million stones is equivalent to one year's tax for the Chief Envoy of Sichuan, known as the "Land of Abundance"!

Although the emperor reduced their salaries by half, he gave them an astronomical gift!

And the voice of opposition immediately appeared fiercely.
Chapter completed!
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