Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 12 Zhu Zhanji: I almost missed ten small goals just now! ! ! (3000+)

Zhu Zhanji didn't really go to perfunctory Zhu Gaochi, it's just that his stupid father has always been in poor health, and hard work will inevitably aggravate his condition.

The two talked and went back to the Prince's Mansion. Although Zhu Zhanji's attitude was perfunctory, there was only one son, and Zhu Gaochi, who loved his son, still couldn't hold back from exhorting him all the way.

Early the next morning, Zhu Di took Fengyang soldiers to the Datong area of ​​Xuanfu. Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu and Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui were the left and right vanguards.

In the Qianqing Palace, a chair slightly smaller than the dragon chair has been added to the side of the dragon chair that Zhu Di used to sit at this time.

There was no official court meeting, and a group of ministers gathered in the Qianqing Palace, which was regarded as a small court meeting.

The officials of the Ministry of War gathered in front of the sand table set up yesterday in the Qianqing Palace, deducing the route of the Northern Expedition and the situation of Mahamu's defense.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials reported on the preparations for the upcoming imperial examination in spring.

The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry are busy cooperating with the Ministry of War to handle the dispatch of materials for the Northern Expedition.

As soon as the war started, the whole country fell into preparations for war, and among the six departments, only the Ministry of Punishment was a little more relaxed.

Zhu Zhanji sat on the small chair next to the dragon chair, dealing with six handed-in brochures.

After dealing with a pile of papers, Zhu Zhanji just wanted to relax when Xia Yuanji came over with another pile of papers.

"His Royal Highness, this is the material mobilization and marching route after accounting by the Ministry of Households, Ministry of Industry, and War Department. Please read it."

Zhu Zhanji stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, and waved his hand numbly to signal Xia Yuanji to put down the zhezi.

When Xia Yuanji was about to leave, Zhu Zhanji stopped him suddenly:

"That...Xia Shangshu, what I told you yesterday, when does the Ministry of Finance plan to take action?"

Xia Yuanji turned around when he heard the words, stood respectfully in front of Zhu Zhanji, clasped his fists, and said in a calm manner: "His Royal Highness, the money that the Ministry of Households can draw out in a short time is limited. If your highness is not in a hurry, why don't you How about waiting for spring next year?"

When Zhu Zhanji heard the words, Dead Fish stared round, looked at Xia Yuanji in disbelief, and asked:
"It will be spring next year?"

Xia Yuanji nodded expressionlessly: "His Royal Highness, the Yongle Grand Ceremony needs to be repaired, and the Northern Expedition is imminent. In spring, he will go to the West, and even the construction of Shuntian Mansion is on the agenda. If His Highness can The emperor will stop one of the items, and the minister will immediately allocate at least 500 million taels of silver to His Royal Highness."

Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes. If he has the ability to change old man Zhu's wishes, why should he sit here?

"We can't wait for spring. Once spring starts and the weather gets warmer, who will we sell our blankets and sweaters to?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and refused without hesitation.

Xia Yuanji also sighed: "Grandson, the Ministry of Households really has no money. If the grandson insists on buying it immediately, then please give the emperor an offer for me, and allow me to retire and return home!"

Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes.

He finally knew why the old man Zhu complained to him yesterday, whoever is the emperor, with such a stingy money bag, probably won't be in a good mood.

Zhu Zhanji was speechless, left his seat and went to Xia Yuanji's side, and asked in a low voice, "Old man Xia, tell me the truth, if you start buying wool immediately, how much money can the household department give at most?"

Xia Yuanji was not angry when he was called Old Man Xia. He glanced at Zhu Zhanji who ran to him, but his face was unmoved, and he said with a smile: "Not a single coin!"

Zhu Zhanji's face darkened, and he couldn't help complaining: "I said, old man Xia, the household department doesn't have any money, so why did you promise so readily yesterday?"

Xia Yuanji smiled, and said without embarrassment: "His Royal Highness, it is precisely because the household department has no money that the minister agreed so readily yesterday. If the household department has money, the minister may consider other things .”

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

Look at the old man's reckless look.

He has a saying mmp in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

The reason why he brought the Ministry of Accounting in was that the Ministry of Accounting had money and capital, and the project was about to be launched, so the old man ran over and told him that the Ministry of Accounting could not come up with the money.

Knowing about this kind of thing, he brought the Ministry of Finance in to make wool.

Going back to the back of the imperial case with some headaches, Zhu Zhanji was not in the mood to deal with government affairs, and there were only two words left in his mind:
"Make money!"

Seeing this, Xia Yuanji didn't say much, but cupped his fists and said:
"His Royal Highness, please read the paperwork for the dispatch of supplies earlier, and sign it up so that it can be implemented sooner."

Zhu Zhanji waved his hands when he heard the words, and said impatiently:
"I know, you step back!"

Xia Yuanji: "..."

Zhu Zhanji waited until Xia Yuanji retreated, then flipped through the brochure handed over by the household department.

The things inside are also simple, basically all kinds of military pay, food and grass statistics.

His task is to calculate whether the data is true or not. These things are simple for him.

On the contrary, the papers from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War are more troublesome for him.

The Ministry of Industry is responsible for the coordination of various weapons, including war horses, firecrackers, cannons, gunpowder, and tents.

The Ministry of War is the initial marching route, strategic war strategy deduction, and various scheduling arrangements.

But fortunately, these things are all decided by the six departments, and basically there will be no problems. His role is just to act as a tool for reviewing, reviewing, and stamping.

After dealing with a lot of paperwork, Zhu Zhanji moved his wrist a little sorely, and began to think in his heart, how to raise enough start-up funds in a short time.

Arriving at the sand table aimlessly, several military officials were deducing the various defenses of Mahamu's Ministry based on the various information that the spies had passed through.

He didn't notice Zhu Zhanji's arrival either, and Zhu Zhanji also looked at the sand table in front of him.

Although it is not as good as the sand table of later generations, it can be seen that this sand table is also something carefully crafted by craftsmen, and all kinds of data are made strictly according to the information sent back by the spies.

"A few days ago, I got news that Mahamu led more than 3 troops and was approaching Monan. The Oirats were fast. If we confronted each other head-on, our Ming army would be powerful. Dun, in my opinion, this time we should catch him by surprise, and attack him when he is unprepared, so that we can attack all in one battle. Look here, this is called Hulanhu Suffering..."

Jin Zhong, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, held a stick and stood in front of many officials of the Ministry of War to explain.

Other officials on the side also expressed their opinions from time to time.

Zhu Zhanji listened with a half-knowledge, and he never knew much about warfare.

In later generations, his understanding of war will always be only four words:

"Firepower comes first!"

Regardless of his conspiracy and tricks, a round of cannonballs will be blasted up, and it will be blasted for an hour or two first.

Wait until the enemy's position is flattened, and then let the infantry touch up with their guns,

If there is still enemy resistance, continue to bombard with cannons.

Until no one resists completely, then the army can start charging.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a fifth-rank civil servant in a blue robe with a white pheasant embroidered on his chest knelt down in front of Zhu Zhanji with a plop:

"Wailang Li Ziqi, a member of the Minister's Punishment Department, begs His Royal Highness Taisun to be the chief assistant of the former cabinet, and You Chunfang, a scholar of the University, Xie Jin, a scholar, and a scholar to clarify the injustice!"

Following the sudden change, the entire Qianqing Palace fell silent, and everyone stopped their movements in an instant, and all looked at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji was also stunned for a while. He was just walking casually, but suddenly a man popped out, knelt down in front of him and began to cry for grievances. He also didn't react for a while.

Is it possible that I have awakened Conan's physique?
At this moment, before he had time to speak, Xia Yuanji on the other side hurried over, and angrily reprimanded the official kneeling on the ground:
"Bastard, Xie Jin was ordered by the emperor himself. If there are grievances, why don't you cry out when the emperor is around? But just after the emperor left Yingtian, you jumped out to call for grievances? Who ordered you? What's your heart? What's the idea? Could it be that the emperor is not in Yingtian, so you think that the grandson is young, and you are the one to bully if you want?"

Xia Yuanji was furious, and he was still a little puzzled when he finished speaking, so he saluted Zhu Zhanji again:

"Chen Xia Yuanji asked the grandson to deal with the crime of disrespect in front of the palace and alienating the royal family. He will be imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of punishment. After reporting to the emperor, the Ministry of punishment and Dali Temple will interrogate him!"

After Xia Yuanji's words fell, Li Ziqi on the ground turned pale in an instant.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhanji was also a little speechless, he is not stupid.

Xia Yuanji stood up and spoke ahead of him, obviously defending him, and clearly stated the purpose of the guy in front of him in both words and deeds.

The guy in front of him was obviously a pawn who was ordered to jump out.

It is estimated that the appeal of grievances is false, and the image of wanting to provoke himself in front of his grandfather is true.

After all, it was old man Zhu who Xie Jin offended, and it was old man Zhu who personally ordered him to be imprisoned.
As soon as this old man Zhu left, his grandson appealed to Xie Jin. What would old man Zhu think then?
Do you feel that your grandson is a little bloated?
No matter how you look at it, you are trying to tear down the platform of his grandpa!
Not only that, if the grievance fails, maybe the old Zhu will turn around in a fit of anger and find a reason to kill Xie Jin.

At that time, some people might think that Xie Jin died because of him. You must know that Xie Jin's reputation is not low.

As the chief assistant of the first generation cabinet of the Ming Dynasty, he has a great reputation both in the court and among the scholars.

Even the old Zhu Tou killed Xie Jin and went around in a big circle, asking Ji Gang, "Is Jin still alive?"
The implication of a sentence is so obvious that it is almost holding Ji Gang's hand and saying:
"Is Xie Jin still alive? I don't want to see him anymore, so kill him for me!"

As old man Zhu's number one confidant, trying to figure out Zhu Di's thoughts almost became Ji Gang's instinct, how could Ji Gang not understand Zhu Di's meaning.

But even so, Ji Gang didn't dare to kill Xie Jin outright, but went around again, first got Xie Jin drunk, then dragged him into the snow and buried him, and finally froze to death.

In this way, Ji Gang has an argument. After all, it is normal for people to freeze to death in the winter, let alone in the imperial prison?

"Well, no, I seem to have missed ten small goals just now!"

Zhu Zhanji was thinking about it, but suddenly his expression paused.

Then he stared straight at Li Ziqi who was kneeling on the ground. The next moment, his eyes suddenly became a little hot, and he stared at Li Ziqi excitedly and reprimanded:
"My grandson can tell at a glance that you are not a human being. Hmph, you are so petty that you dare to cheat. Tell me honestly, did that traitor Ji Gang ask you to frame this grandson?"

(End of this chapter)