Chapter 130 Eighteen Arhats of Pain (Added by leader Mikoyan Ming
Chapter 130 Eighteen Arhats of Pain (22 more chapters added for leader Mikoyan Ming)
At the beginning of Haishi, according to Your Majesty's new living time, it should be time to go to bed... ah no, it is time to study the scriptures.
Zhu Qingping saw Gao Zhong busy going to the imperial dining room again, and chased after him and asked: "Isn't it over in the imperial study room yet?"
Gao Zhong kept walking: "Yes, Your Majesty wants the discussion to continue without letting the elders leave. Looking at this situation, I'm afraid we will have to discuss it for a while and ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some snacks for midnight."
Zhu Qingping looked a little shocked to see him going about his business, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at the Central Round Hall.
From early in the morning to now, I have not come out of the imperial study room.
What major event is being discussed today that makes Your Majesty so worried?
In the imperial study room, Cui Yuan, who had become a social worker on his first day at work, looked at the old ministers who looked a little weak and had a dazed look in their eyes, as well as the emperor who was still in good spirits.
...You are using your fifteen-year-old body to defeat them!
Cui Yuan, who just turned 44, is actually doing well.
But I didn't expect that the meeting after meeting the Portuguese would turn out like this.
"...Your Majesty, from current countermeasures to long-term national policy, I have listed the feasible methods one by one, and have thoroughly discussed their feasibility, pros and cons. Your Majesty is worried about maritime disasters, and I truly feel the same. Your Majesty is determined to reform and strengthen himself.
I am also determined to do the same."
Yang Tinghe continued in a tired voice: "I ordered Zhang Fujing to serve as the temporary governor of Qiandu Censor to try out various new laws to enrich the country in Guangdong. The ministers had previously thought that it was acceptable. However, the establishment of the three major camps was in full swing, and Nanyang was established in Guangdong.
The size of the navy far exceeds what is needed to annihilate the enemy in Tuen Mun, and it also far exceeds what is needed within a few years to patrol the sea routes in coastal provinces to supplement the defense of warships. It is not that I think it is not necessary in the long run, but the navy... is too expensive
ah."
He is really tired. The old man has been locked up here for a day of meetings. Now his words are becoming less and less literal, and his tone is getting softer and softer.
Zhu Houcong nodded: "Money is the only difficulty, and I know that. Therefore, today we have reviewed many national policies to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, and decided that Zhang Fu would respectfully request to test out some of the new laws for enriching the country. However, I always believe that the danger of the Western sea of people is not a trivial matter. It is just a temporary settlement.
In the Battle of Porta, we added a number of warships to the coastal defense roads of the coastal provinces, supplemented the generals, and tried our best to imitate the Portuguese guns and weapons to increase their combat effectiveness. I may not be able to escape the situation of being exhausted and having to hold on."
Cui Yuan sighed in his heart: Here it comes again, a new round of "I always think".
He didn't say what you said didn't make sense, he just always emphasized that the problem of the wave of Westerners needs to be taken seriously, and that it needs to be taken extremely seriously.
Then there were eighteen ministers participating in the national policy meeting. Lunch and dinner were all served here. If there was an emergency, there was also an official room.
Cui Yuan didn't know that this was actually the first time, so he was quite curious: Could it be that Guo Xun couldn't stand such a meeting and asked to leave?
Cui Yuan, who had just come back for a day, had not had time to learn a lot of news, not to mention that many things "did not leave the Imperial Study Room".
Yang Tinghe's beard couldn't help trembling, and his mouth felt dry, so he picked up the tea bowl and drank tea.
Your willpower is wavering, and you have the urge to do whatever you want, so that you can go home and rest.
When I read history, Emperor Taizu was so diligent that people felt terrible. Officials were often afraid of being found out when they made mistakes, and then they would be reunited as a family.
Where is your majesty now? He won't kill you easily even if you are at fault. He encourages you to argue boldly and feel free to argue, but he makes you keep arguing! Keep arguing!
Is the scariest thing about this national policy meeting the danger surrounding the emperor? No, it is the state where no one, except the emperor, suppresses anyone else and lets the quarrel go.
Sometimes, it takes a lot of willpower to restrain yourself from being rude or swearing.
Zhu Houcong still maintained a worried expression.
no way.
Can showing off one's knowledge of the world and overseas intelligence really inspire them to pay attention to the direction of the ocean?
If we just interrogate Pillai Zi, no one will pay attention to the further south of Tuen Mun Island.
The defeat of Tuen Mun was just an opportunity. At least it was more bloody and convincing than a map or something: People's current guns and warships are better than those of the Ming Dynasty. No one can deny the understanding that hundreds of lives were exchanged for.
However, it was hundreds of years later that China personally felt the irreversible threat from the ocean. The biggest headache for Jiajing in the ocean was nothing more than Japanese pirates.
He knew there was no need to rush, but he was afraid that if he didn't do something in his life, future generations within hundreds of years would not be in a hurry.
The opportunities of the ocean age have gone forever. If we don’t move now, if Zhu Houcong doesn’t personally promote it, who will really pay attention to the ocean?
Don't look at the expressions of deep approval from everyone in the main hall of Qianqing Palace and when they first arrived in the Imperial Study Room. Everyone is already an elder statesman, and their superficial attitude must be given.
The leader attaches great importance to it, so of course we have to appear to attach great importance to it, even though in our hearts we don’t attach much importance to it, and there are thousands of reasons why we don’t attach importance to it.
Zhu Houcong first used an unusual way of speaking today to talk to Pillaizi, so that they were shocked by the first round of suddenness that the emperor attached great importance to this matter: after sending so many Jin Yiwei out, in addition to going to Guangdong to kill people, there was also this
Mission? Your Majesty already knows so much?
He used Pillaizi's reaction to prove that what he said was true. When he came to the royal study room, he exaggerated and described the invasion of foreign powers that would only happen hundreds of years later to the not-too-distant future: The Ming Dynasty is about to be over, so we must find a way quickly.
Then force them to think of a solution here first.
This process of constantly thinking of solutions to "unfounded worries"-style disasters, and Zhu Houcong's description of the consequences over and over again, will eventually have a bit of a brainwashing effect.
If the emperor attaches so much importance to one thing, he will eventually make some dedicated ministers work hard in this direction.
Directional guidance is sometimes just that, you have to make enough gestures.
Of course there are results.
Zhang Fu respectfully requested a memorial to try out the new law in Guangdong, and it was passed.
You must know that before today, although the tone at the national policy meeting had already been that the new law would eventually be implemented, there was still a lot of wrangling about when to start and which ones to try first.
When they "unanimously agreed" that the new law could be tried out immediately in Guangdong, and after Zhu Houhuang once again said "I always think so", he saw the eyes of Yang Tinghe and others looking forward to relief suddenly collapse.
Destroy it quickly.
It's that sense of immediate visibility.
…
Princess Yongkang once suspected that Cui Yuan had gone out to drink and have a good time after taking a break today.
Didn't he just go to a brothel to have fun with prostitutes without any scruples after becoming the Prince Consort?
But the bravery last night cannot be faked. You are over 40 years old, your body can’t withstand such a torment, right?
Or should I just touch it?
It was not until the time of his death that Cui Yuan returned home.
He looked haggard, his eyes were in a trance, and his steps were weak.
But he didn't smell of alcohol.
"What's going on here?"
Seeing that he didn't bother to wash himself and just lay down on the couch, Princess Yongkang was startled and quickly sat down and asked.
"...This national policy meeting is really no place for people to stay."
"What happened?" Princess Yongkang was frightened, "Don't scare me!"
Cui Yuan's eyes were sore and she shed some tears: "I entered the palace before Yinshi and continued the discussion until just now. His Majesty said that the ministers of national policy will not have to go to the Chang Dynasty tomorrow, but they will continue the discussion after entering the palace in the afternoon."
Really. He thought it was time to leave after eating the midnight snacks, right?
But His Majesty ate a few small dishes for more than half an hour, chatting while eating, and from time to time he used a few secret reports from the Imperial Guards to support his point of view.
His cousin! My other nephew! Isn’t he still lying in the banquet hall and will be released next month?
Why does it seem like a story made up by some boring people, insisting on being obsessed with the "danger" on the vast ocean?
With the power of the Ming Dynasty, wouldn’t it be enough to guard at the door of the house? Just patrol the sea frontier. Isn’t it enough to have five times the scale of the Haiphong Road now?
Princess Yongkang looked at him blankly, unable to ask what was going on and she wanted to cry.
"Sleep first, sleep first, I'm too tired." Cui Yuan doesn't know what will happen tomorrow, and his energy must be guaranteed.
But can Yang Tinghe, Yuan Zonggao and the others tolerate this?
That night, all the ministers participating in the national policy meeting dreamed of Zhu Houcong's voice saying "I always think so."
Completely different from the people of the Celestial Dynasty who settled down and relocated to their new homeland, Westerners generally like to take risks to seek wealth.
Westerners who are willing to do whatever it takes to get money, who do not feel ashamed but regard it as virtue and ability, who are fearful of power but not immoral.
The king of a country issued passes to pirates, encouraging his people to rob at sea and then share the loot with the king.
A day of "evil discussions" during the day turned into a nightmare of gunfire and looting at sea after falling asleep.
Yang Tinghe woke up almost half an hour before leaving Yinshi. Thinking back to his nightmare, he suddenly remembered his son who was already in Guangdong.
With a splitting headache and not very agile thoughts, Yang Tinghe couldn't laugh or cry: It really didn't seem like he was going to use this issue to get the ministers to exchange for something, but was the Westerners' troubles really as terrifying as the emperor said?
Was it that the result of the naval battle at Tuen Mun was too tragic and His Majesty was overly stimulated?
This really doesn't seem like something he would do if he was wise and calm.
Under the influence of the biological clock, Yang Tinghe could not fall asleep again for a while.
There was no need to go to the Chang Dynasty today, so he simply got up and thought about the emperor's intentions and how he should continue to deal with this topic after entering the palace in the afternoon.
Wang Qiong is also thinking about it.
He is a pragmatist, but he also feels that the emperor seems to be making a fuss out of a molehill now.
In fact, the truth has been explained before. A large navy was too expensive. Zheng He's fleet did not persist for a long time. This was a very important reason.
The emperor wanted to expand the territory, and the ministers naturally understood it. But how to govern it would be a big problem. After having solid territory, the journey would be long, and how to solve the risk of separatism?
Yesterday, we also tested the idea of opening up the sea ban in violation of the ancestral system. Although many maritime merchants no longer need to be pirates, there are more profit-seeking people, and guns are necessary when traveling on the sea. How to prevent local tyrants from causing chaos in the future?
None of them knew that by pondering this matter now, they had already achieved the emperor's goal.
After all, they were really forced to start thinking about things related to this topic, albeit out of necessity to deal with the emperor's torture.
In the afternoon in the imperial study room of the Central Palace, the emperor was still in high spirits.
The old minister said sadly: It can't be compared, he got up early and went to Chang Dynasty.
"After last night, I thought a lot..."
As soon as Zhu Houcong opened his mouth, several people trembled.
At your age! Don’t you sleep? You can still grow!
"After much thought, I was too eager yesterday."
Yang Tinghe and Yuan Zonggao both relaxed a lot: You finally figured it out.
"This fact is a century-old plan, and there is no reason why it can be accomplished in a hurry." Zhu Houcong's worried expression disappeared, and now he replaced it with a serious expression, "However, I always think..."
Everyone's hands under the desk could not help but clenched into fists.
"...those Westerners will become a serious nuisance sooner or later!"
My fists unclenched. It took me a while this time, but I still figured it out. This matter is not urgent.
"For this reason, I believe that our Ming Dynasty must have a national policy that will last for a hundred years."
The Eighteen Painful Arhat looked at him.
Zhu Houcong said categorically: "Even if the sea disaster I mentioned does not become out of control in just ten years or even a hundred years, in my lifetime, I should still build another Great Maritime Wall in Nanyang for the great Ming Dynasty!"
Yang Tinghe's vision went dark and he visibly swayed. There were six or seven people who behaved similarly to him.
Building the Great Wall is a sign of national destruction!
Still repairing it at sea!
"Don't panic, Mr. Ge!" Zhu Houcong was afraid that he would have a myocardial infarction. "This Great Wall is not that Great Wall! This Great Wall on the sea only has passes and no city walls. If we can set up ports and garrison at key points on the maritime routes in the east and south of the Ming Dynasty, we can control key points.
If you follow the Tao, you will not have to travel thousands of miles across the sea to pursue the enemy without success, and your home will always be in danger of being invaded by pirates."
Yang Ting calmed down and said with complicated emotions: "Your Majesty, are you saying that it's like the Portuguese captured Manlajia and then locked the strait?"
"Exactly! At that time, it was a vassal state. It had no purpose to protect the vassal, and we, the Ming Dynasty, did not want to take care of it. However, it is not what it used to be. It is the Ming Dynasty's eternal plan. The foundation of coastal defense may lie in the management of Nanyang. This will not change for a hundred generations.
national policy."
Yang Tinghe didn't want to talk much. He just changed his words and talked about this yesterday.
The fundamental problem is that the distance is too far, how to effectively control it, and control it when it can bring benefits.
Guangdong and Guangxi can be in such chaos, let alone Nanyang?
"I am also aware of the difficulties, but I am not in a hurry. I am still young. As the ministers said, I will first imitate the Western guns and strengthen the coastal defense roads. There is no need to make a big show of it now. I have figured this out." Zhu Houxuan pretended to be good.
It seems that yesterday's worry was just a moment of stupidity, "But looking at a hundred years, my national policy of conquering the South Sea and building a Great Wall on the sea is reasonable. Do you think it is reasonable?"
Everyone is tired.
You said you weren't in a hurry, right? You said we should just make imitations of guns and strengthen the coastal defense roads right now, right?
That century-old national policy and the rest are left to him.
So the eighteen Arhats of Pain all answered in unison: "This is indeed the best policy."
Zhu Houcong nodded with satisfaction: "Then there will be a plaque hanging in the Imperial Study Room to write down the national policy that will remain unchanged for a hundred years. The first one is the Nanyang Maritime Great Wall. From now on, the ministers will see it, think about it, and discuss it every time they come to the Imperial Study Room for national policy meetings.
I believe that with the wisdom of the emperor and his ministers, in one year, three years, five years, or ten years, we can always come up with a sound strategy and find an opportunity to implement it!"
The eighteen Arhats all trembled in pain.
Should we think about and discuss this issue often in the future?
Have you been fooled? Do you enjoy this kind of "treatment"?
It’s not appropriate for a minister to participate in a national policy meeting!
Today’s 11,800 words, 10,000 per day +1, the leader will add -1 = 6. Due to the update, this plot cannot be finished at one time, so it has a sense of fragmentation. The deep-rooted lack of attention to the ocean is difficult to change. Since the protagonist has done things before
If he could be so calm, how could he suddenly show off for the sake of showing off? He was the only one in the entire Ming Dynasty who had the most hope of changing some perceptions. There might be some experts among the people who realized it, but the big men in the court wouldn't care. The emperor's
The advantage is that I can torture you to think about this problem: I don't have to do anything in a hurry, but you have to think about it.
That's enough, take your time.
Starting from tomorrow, the number of updates will be reduced to at least two updates a day, with a minimum of 8,000 words. I can save more manuscripts and polish them, and I will be more relaxed. I have updated 130,000 words in 10 days, and the saved manuscripts are being consumed rapidly, and there are also some places