Chapter 382 The so-called auspiciousness (Part 1)

When Lu Feng just walked to the front of the morning court hall, he heard Zhu Di slapping the dragon case with a loud scolding. He turned around and looked at the three ministers behind him, dozens of ministers, generals, grand clerks and others, and everyone shrank their necks at the same time.

This morning dynasty of the Ming Dynasty was becoming more and more distorted. Zhu Di was often the first to go to the hall to sit, and I don’t know where he got such a good spirit. He had reached the wonderful state of cultivation and did not need to sleep at night. Now, the ministers who came first dared not let Zhu Di sit alone in the hall waiting alone, so whoever arrived at the palace first came first would enter the hall to wait. Well, if Lu Feng and other favorite ministers arrived first, Zhu Di could still talk to them with a smile. If some other thorny ministers arrived first, they would definitely start making noise from early morning until evening.

Speaking of which, Zhu Di also had the style of his father when he went to court. Seeing that any minister was disliked, he could still maintain a little bit of majesty and solemnity of being an emperor at the beginning, but in the end, he could no longer control his anger and immediately became "don't worry" and "fuck your mother". After all, he was an emperor from the army and liked to hang out with military generals all his life. Now that he is in the court, Zhu Di's virtue has only changed a little compared to before.

Shui Yuanzi laughed and kicked open the half-covered door, twisted his neck and walked in, smilingly congratulating: "Oh, Grand Secretary Xie Jin, you are being scolded again! It seems that in the past half month, you have been the earliest every morning and have been scolded the most! It's so strange that the oldest ministers in the entire court came the earliest, and those young people were still huddled behind and refused to leave! I guess they were too much at night, and the lumbar muscles were very strained, so they couldn't get up early in the morning. It's just you that old man, hehe, he's weak, and the pillow is cold, so it's too early to get up!"

He harshly stole the important civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty. Shui Yuanzi sat down on his seat, crossed his legs, and looked at Xie Jin with an awkward look. The civil and military officials who followed Lu Feng were extremely embarrassed. The faces of the civil and military officials who followed Lu Feng were extremely difficult to see. Shui Yuanzi's words were so ugly. What does it mean to be too much of "working at night"? Could it be that we can't worry about national affairs and cannot sleep at night?

Zhu Di blew, blew his beard under his jaws for a few times, and after accepting the worship of civil and military ministers, he said: "The Narcissus is reasonable. Now spring is here, and wild cats and wild dogs are in spring. You guys should work less at night." As soon as he said that, Zhu Di's face turned red, and he almost jumped up and kicked Shui Yuanzi. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he said this? Is this what an emperor should say?

Zhu Di covered his face and pretended to be tidying up the crown on his head. The civil and military ministers were all embarrassed. They quickly lowered their heads and pretended that they had not heard what the emperor said. Lu Feng glanced at Shui Yuanzi and threw a "shut-up" gesture towards him. Shui Yuanzi grinned and smiled silently, and simply sat cross-legged on the Grand Master's chair, squinted his eyes and meditated.

After a long period of embarrassing silence, Zhu Di put down his hand and said in a low voice: "Your family, I have several major events to discuss with you today. The first is that I want to personally lead the army to launch the northern grasslands to relieve the border troubles for our Ming Dynasty. I have ordered this matter a few months ago by the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office of the Five Cities. This is a major event that concerns the foundation of the country. This is not enough to fight this battle. When I am not in the court, my eldest son Zhu Xi will be in the Prime Minister of Yingtian Prefecture. You must not slackew."

A Grand Secretary came out to report: "Your Majesty's intentions, I understand. Your Majesty is in charge of the government affairs, and I am relieved. I will also do my best to assist Your Majesty to stabilize the court when Your Majesty leaves the capital. But Your Majesty, now our Ming Dynasty is using troops everywhere, and the people of the world are burdened more and more. If so..."

Zhu Di waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "I have already made an idea. This battle is not possible. You don't need to say much. Just stay in the court to assist His Highness well. Humph, the burden on the people is heavy, and this is nothing to do. If you don't completely defeat the Yuan and Mongolian Tatars and fight the extinction, they will go south again in the future, and this burden will be ten times more than today. For a temporary suffering, in exchange for a stable foundation of ten thousand years, this transaction is cost-effective."

The Grand Secretary was speechless and returned to the train. The leaders of several civil servants looked at me, looked at you, narrowed their eyes and stopped saying a word. Anyway, the Northern Expedition of Yuan Meng had already fought once, so it would be okay to fight again. Although the civil servants were afraid that the war would last longer and the military generals would be better, they could still distinguish the priorities. They should fight this battle first.

Zhu Di looked at the appearance of these ministers, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Secondly, it is what I mentioned before. I want to move the capital to Beiping City. With Beiping City as the center and build dozens of garrisons, even if the Northern Expedition fails, the Yuan and Meng will be powerful in the future, but it will still be able to protect the tranquility of our Ming Dynasty. With Beiping as the capital, the Yuan and Meng in the north can be controlled by the Jurchens in the east, and the Jurchens in the east can be controlled by the Bohai Sea. It is a matter of benefiting the country, and the family thinks..."

As soon as he said this, seven or eight civil officials who had "sweeping" rushed out of the train and knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you don't need to mention the matter of moving the capital again. Since ancient times, those who moved the capital are the source of chaos. The rules of ancestors must not be violated. Emperor Hongwu set Yingtian as the capital. If Your Majesty forced the capital to the small small city in Beiping, the world will be volatile! People's hearts are unstable, and they may cause trouble immediately."

Xie Jin even crawled forward a few steps and shouted sternly: "Your Majesty, if you say that moving the capital to Beiping can stabilize the north, then will the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang be no longer important? Now the war in southern Xinjiang is in full swing, and the people are in panic. If Your Majesty moves the capital, what do the people think in their hearts? They all think that Your Majesty has abandoned the southern territory of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di raised his hand and slowly put it down. He stared at Xie Jin who was constantly kowtowing, without saying a word for a long time. Early in the morning, he had just left the secret room and brought a group of officials to the hall. He saw Xie Jin wandering around the hall with his hands and feet, as if he couldn't stop the cool air in the morning. At that moment, Zhu Di started to debate the issue of moving the capital, and for a quarter of an hour, Xie Jin was not well-behaved. Zhu Di told me how many benefits of moving the capital, and Xie Jin could move out dozens of times the harm of moving the capital. The debate made Zhu Di speechless and could only end up knocking on the table and cursing people.

Now that he saw the old guy Xie Jin jumped out again, Zhu Di couldn't help but feel a headache. Why did these ministers think so? Zhu Yuanzhang decided to be the capital of Yingtian Prefecture, but because of Yingtian's prosperity and prosperity, he did not consider the situation of the whole world. He had decided that if he wanted to completely calm the north, or at least let the nomadic people in the north dare not go south easily, there must be an important town in the north.

What kind of important town is the strongest? It’s nothing more than the capital. If you set up the capital in Beiping, you can feel at ease to garrison hundreds of thousands of troops nearby, and you are still afraid of the barbarians in the north who are full of stinking air? Zhu Di thought to himself: “Hmph, according to your Xie Jin, you can continue to retain Yingtian Prefecture as the capital, build Beiping into a military town, set up a million troops, and guard it with royal people... Humph, you ministers are relieved, but I’m not at ease. It’s unreasonable to hand over the power of millions of military power to others?”

He looked at the dozen ministers who were citing scriptures with a gloomy face and kept saying that the harm of moving the capital was caused by the relocation of the capital. He felt anger, but he felt helpless. He also knew that these civil officials could no longer be killed. If they continued to kill, dozens of official positions would be vacant in the Ming Dynasty court. He couldn't help but look at Lu Feng and smiled helplessly: "After hearing this kid's idea, those literati who dared to criticize me killed all the literati, but he didn't expect that the whole world was scolding me for the position. As a result, 90% of the scholars in the world killed, and the remaining 10% were also unbearable! However, now if you want to change a few obedient ministers, there is no one to choose."

Those civil servants were buried in the pile of scriptures all day long, especially Xie Jin participated in the compilation of the "Yongle Encyclopedia". Now they are now soaked in all the classics that have been passed down since ancient times. The classic allusions are like a tide, and Zhu Di cannot speak a word. From the beginning of Dong Zhuo's relocation of the capital to Wang Mang's new policy and chaos in the country, they have reflected a meaning: "Stability is the development path of the Ming Dynasty. If this stability is destroyed, the world of the Ming Dynasty will be unstable."

Lu Feng stood beside him and said silently, not daring to participate in this matter at all. How to join in? Draw out his weapons and put them on the necks of Xie Jin and others, threatening them not to object anymore? They will definitely stretch their necks proudly and let you chop them to fulfill their future fame. These sour literati are not afraid of death. Let go of their mouths and quarrel with them? Oh my God, how many people in the world can argue with them? Lu Feng has never read any serious classics except Taoist scriptures. How can he be the opponent of these great scholars?

Lu Feng stood there with a gloomy face, and the generals stood there with a frown while stroking the stomach of "Gugu" and screaming. Zhu Di tilted his head slightly, and his eyes didn't know where he saw it, and sat there expressionlessly. In the entire hall, more than a dozen civil officials were echoing each other, and the argument for the relocation of the capital was completely gone. It seemed that as long as the capital was moved, the Ming Dynasty would immediately destroy the country. Each civil officials looked passionate, with the virtue of a loyal minister of the country, saliva, and consciously, every word he said was as if he was gemated, and his spirit was even greater.

After a long wait, Lu Feng lowered his head and carefully counted how many holes there were in his leather boots. They survived for two hours. Finally, the civil officials who were talking so much that they were tired and stopped after a few breaths. Xie Jin bowed his throat with a hoarse throat and said weakly: "Your Majesty, I am all for the sake of my Ming Dynasty. This is a matter of moving the capital, which is absolutely absolutely necessary... If your Majesty wants to shock the northern border, then build the city of Beiping into a large military camp. Where does it need to move the capital?"

Lu Feng exhaled suddenly and swallowed. He looked at Zhu Di and signaled: "These old guys have finally finished speaking."

Zhu Di also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lu Feng helplessly, and said slowly: "It's okay to build a large military camp with a million troops. But if there are million troops in Beiping, what should I do? I will put a million troops in Yingtian Prefecture? Then, in these two cities, there must be two million troops, and the world's troops will be concentrated in the two cities? Then, if bandits from all over the country are together, where will I send troops to wipe out?"

A great scholar said foolishly: "Your Majesty, the one-million-strong army in Beiping City is, Yingtian Mansion, 30,000 to 50,000 troops are enough."

Zhu Di almost died of anger. The generals looked at the Grand Secretary with a strange expression and didn't say anything for a long time. Zhu Di was an emperor born on horseback. He would be assured to put the millions of military power in the north. He only retained 30,000 to 50,000 troops on his hands? That's good. Even if the descendants of the Zhu family were always the leader of the Zhu family, I'm afraid that the "Jingnan Battle" will be fought from time to time in the future, and the emperor will take turns to do it. Why? Who said that the prince has a million troops in his hands, and your emperor only has 30,000 to 50,000 troops in his hands?

No matter where, for the current situation, the Ming Dynasty moved its capital to Beiping City was the best choice. The army in the emperor's hands could directly intimidate the Jurchens in the Northeast, or defend against the Yuanmeng in the North. The food, grass, soldiers and horses were collected on the spot. If we wanted to use troops to the north, it would be very convenient. If the capital was still placed in Yingtian Prefecture, Zhu Di would never feel at ease to put too many troops in other cities. If the Yuanmeng invaded the south again, the Beiping City would never be able to withstand it.

The city of Peiping could not resist it, so Yingtian Prefecture had to send troops to support it. However, it would take at least two months to mobilize troops from Yingtian Prefecture and rush to the north. Two months later, the daylily would be cold. Maybe the Yuan Meng army would have slaughtered all the north, snatched it all away, and happily went back to the grassland to divide the spoils and prepare for the New Year.

Therefore, the ministers knew that Zhu Di was the turtle who was determined to move the capital. The Ming Dynasty could only have one place to support a million troops, and that was the capital. The Ming Dynasty had to deal with the nomadic peoples in the north, so it had to move the capital north. This was impossible... It would be useless for the leaders of the civil officials, such as Xie Jin, to use traditional principles and other statements to stop Zhu Di. What Zhu Di thought was the most practical military interests. What Xie Jin and others valued was only the empty tradition, majesty and other things.

But the people in the world really value these things like Xie Jin and others. As long as Zhu Di moved the capital, the people would be suspicious. The world is peaceful. What is your emperor doing when he moved the capital? Could it be that something big change would happen? In such panic, people don’t know what would happen. So if Zhu Di could not convince these civil officials in the court, how could the people in the world feel at ease? But these civil officials’ words are the most trusted by the people! The people like to listen to the Master’s story, which is helpless.

Lu Feng coughed and reported to the team: "Your Majesty, moving the capital is of great importance. If it is moved, the officials' offices will also move, and the officials' family members will move to the north. Countless official documents, archives, escorts, even treasurys, workshops, etc. are afraid that one million people will be moved away? It is enough to discuss this matter slowly, so don't be angry... Grand Secretary Xie Jin is old, and His Majesty even asked him to kneel on the ground for two hours, afraid that he can't afford it. Hehe, the capital moves slowly, and discusses slowly. After discussing for more than ten or twenty years, I am afraid that everyone's opinions will be unified?"

Zhu Di's eyes flashed, and he knew it. Yes, this is the objection to moving the capital, Xie Jin and the old guys took the lead. Yes, I can't argue with you, so I won't argue with you. In a few years, when you die of old age, I think there is anyone else who dares to oppose my decision. When I don't know, those generals are unwilling to move the capital. After all, the south is prosperous and prosperous, and no one is willing to go to the bitter and cold land in the north. Hey, but the generals dare not say that they are unwilling to move the capital, so I just don't know.

Anyway, those who openly oppose the movement of the capital are you, the old civil officials. I will slowly grind you with you. If you grind you to death, the matter will be too peaceful. But, can you really not be able to grind you for more than ten or twenty years? How much food and grass will be used for such a long time, and how much losses will be suffered in the north? And the thousands of miles of plains in Liaodong, if it is not held in your hands as soon as possible, it will be cheaper for the group of Goryeo barbarians who can only dig ginseng.
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