Chapter 6 The Troubled Zhu Di

Yingtian Prefecture, Fengtian Palace.

The rooster was still asleep, and before the east was white, Zhu Di had already stood up to deal with government affairs.

Zhu Di was not sleeping well last night, behind the piles of documents, was reviewing memorials sent from various places in an orderly manner.

After successfully taking over this huge empire after four years of Jingnan Campaign, which could be called a sea of ​​corpses and blood, this Emperor Yongle has gradually become familiar with the job of the emperor.

Zhu Di, who was at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, urgently hoped to let his ministers see through diligence that he was not just a famous general in the world, but had some rich and sophisticated ruling abilities.

Of course, even if Emperor Yongle handled government affairs based on the work and rest standards of his father Zhu Yuanzhang, after a period of time, he had to admit that, like Zhu Yuanzhang, he made an average of more than 200 memorials and handled more than 400 state affairs a day, which was a big challenge to the emperor's patience and health.

Zhu Di thought to himself that maybe he needed the assistance of his close servants and civil servants.

"Dad, are you tired?"

Seeing Zhu Di's hand holding a brush as if he was holding a knife and a gun, he moved slowly and slowly. The third prince Zhu Gaosui, who was in the shadow of the golden pillar, walked out with the food plate that had been waiting for a long time.

Zhu Gaosui did not wear the Yanbian crown suit that the prince should wear, but instead wore a bullfighting suit, and only a small golden gourd hammer was tied around his waist.

"Dad, I care about you. Don't impress yourself by grandpa."

But not to mention that the tiger is poisonous and does not eat any children, Zhu Di, compared with his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, had tried his best to protect his own people. On this point, Zhu Di was indeed guilty of his second son Zhu Gaoxu who tried his best to help him ascend the throne.

The memorial begins with Zhu Gaoxu describing himself in prison, and one day he dreamed that his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang had a dream for him, saying that the system of vassal kings is the three lifelines left by our family for future generations and must not be moved lightly.

Zhu Di did not even tell Dao Yanming that the system of vassal kings that he set up to "peacefully reduce the vassal states and support the royal family" actually had his own selfishness.

After many battles, Zhu Gaoxu, who was recognized as the "rebirth of King Xiang", had not been able to reach this position without Zhu Gaoxu, the most powerful general in the world who had the highest military power value, and had repeatedly led the heavy cavalry of the Yan army to charge forward without fear of death at critical moments.

"Third brother, I ask you, is there any movement in your second brother?"

"Third brother, I know that you have always been close to Brother Yi. What do you think I should do?"

So, in the final analysis, Zhu Di set a strategy to reduce the power of power.

"Don't calm down. Although my second brother is strong, he is loyal to his father and will not do this."

Zhu Di interrupted him angrily: "He just wants to rebel!"

"absurd!"

Zhu Di murmured to himself as he looked at the portrait of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Ming Emperor hanging in the open and solemn Fengtian Hall.

There is an allusion here, which is inseparable from the diligence of the Ming Taizu. After hearing this, Zhu Gaosui was not panicked at all, but said with a smile on his face.

Zhu Di could not do it if he raised a butcher knife to the vassals like Zhu Yunwen.

If all brothers and nephews are slaughtered, then Zhu Di will not only have no face to meet Zhu Yuanzhang.

I am afraid that in history books, we will become a thief that will never be easy forever!

If someone else dared to tell Zhu Di to give him the three camps, Zhu Di's butcher knife would have been hungry and thirsty.

Become a tyrant who is even more brutal than Jie and Zhou!

Zhu Di put down the memorial and said without raising his head.

That is, as a father, Zhu Di wanted to compensate for his second and third sons who were destined to be unable to inherit the throne!

In the battle of Baigouhe, Zhu Gaoxu killed Qu Neng, a general of the Southern Army in a group of millions of troops, and took the heads of his father and son; in the desperate situation in Dongchang, Zhang Yu died in battle, and Zhu Gaoxu brought cavalry to rescue Zhu Di, who was almost captured alive; in the Jiahe meat grinder, Zhu Gaoxu led his army to break the formation when the battle was in a state of anxiety; in the bloody battle in Gaocheng, Zhu Gaoxu took the lead in resisting the flag, and the Yan King Da Cang and his double-layer armor were shot into hedgehogs; in the decisive battle of Lingbi, he even defeated the rear of the Southern Army with a heavy cavalry, which determined the belonging of the world.

"Just about to tell my father about this." The third prince Zhu Gaosui narrowed his slender eyes, and reported seriously. "Dad, look at this memorial, it was handed over by the second brother."

"Does he want to lead troops to reduce the vassal states, or do he want to have another Xuanwu Gate Incident?!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, the originally quiet hall suddenly fell into a strange silence.

It took a long time before Zhu Di calmed down again and took a deep breath.

It was also for the sake of his two sons that he would be granted the title of vassal king in the future and would be treated better with his descendants.

"yes!"

Fengtian Jingzhan and forced his nephew to seize the throne, he had already felt the stain of the same as Emperor Taizong of Tang killing his brother and imprisoning his father.

But now, Jiang Xinghuo only needs a chessboard and tells him clearly.

"What should I do?"

He walked up the jade steps lightly and placed the food plate on Zhu Di's desk. Inside it was a bowl of rice porridge and a plate of pickles.

Zhu Gaosui's forehead was covered with sweat, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The child suggested that he put his second brother under house arrest in the imperial prison first. A team of soldiers were sent to take care of him, so that no one was allowed to visit his second brother."

"The porridge is left and the person is killed."

"You retreat first, go to the harem to see your mother and pay her respects."

Zhu Di poured the pickles directly into the rice porridge, took a few sips before putting them on the side, and asked seriously.

After saying that, the third prince Zhu Gaosui bent down and took out a memorial from the boot page and handed it to Zhu Di.

Unable to provide food and salary for the army, unable to pay salaries to officials, and unable to deal with any famine or rebellion!

If Jiang Xinghuo had not had the unexpected reminder, I am afraid that the decree of his peaceful destruction would have been issued at this time today. At that time, it would mean that the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty would have been shortened by his own hands for decades!

Zhu Di would never allow this situation to happen!

But no matter what, he did not think of a better way to solve the problems of the vassal states.

The third prince Zhu Gaosui next to him hurriedly knelt down and said.

Zhu Di nodded expressionlessly and opened the memorial.

He was wrong!

If calculated based on the current salary of the royal family, it only takes two hundred years and the Ming Dynasty's finances will be completely crushed!

However, as the memorials continued to be read, Zhu Di's brows frowned tightly.

Zhu Gaoxu made great contributions in the four years of Jingshen.

"As long as I hand over the troops of the three camps to him, he can defeat the vassals and save me countless expenses in the future?"

"Young man is dedicated to me."

Zhu Di shook his head and slowly exhaled his breath.

Zhu Gaoxu's behavior of taking credit was not beyond Zhu Di's expectations. After all, his second son is a martial artist and always likes to boast about how much he has made.

"All things in the world are actually in one's own way, right? Dad?"

At the end of my reading, I even angrily threw the memorial on the desk. The force was so strong that a small pile of memorials on the edge almost landslides.

The slightly drunk warm wind passed by the palace, and the portrait of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, fluttered gently.

And at this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came.

A tall, robe eunuch with no beard on his face appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Your Majesty, Master Daoyan has a report."
Chapter completed!