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

Chapter 6 Although the grassland is big, where is it not the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty?
Xia Yuanji?
Yoshitaka Natsuhara loves me? ? ?
Zhu Zhanji blinked his eyes, and immediately thought of the identity of this old comrade.

In the entire Yongle Dynasty, the most famous person in later generations must be Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures.

But when it comes to who is the most important in the eyes of the war madman Zhu Di, the big Ming money bag in front of him is definitely the best choice.

Before Lao Zhu died, he never forgot to say "Xia Yuanji loves me" to "confess" his existence, the importance of which can be imagined.

Zhu Di is notorious for spending money lavishly.

Five Northern Expeditions, pacification of Annan, Zheng He's voyages to the West, revision of the Yongle Grand Ceremony, and moving the capital to Beiping...

Any change of dynasty is a first-class major project, and if you don't pay attention to finances, you will have problems.

But Zhu Di was doing it all, and he just let him do it all.

Behind all of this, if it wasn't for Xia Yuanji, Zhu Di might be the second "great success" Yang Guang.

That's why Zhu Di yelled out the words "Xia Yuanji loves me" before he died,

Because Xia Yuanji is the strongest support behind Zhu Di.

Without Xia Yuanji, there might not be the great achievements of Yongle Emperor Zhu Di.

It can be said that Xia Yuanji's importance in Zhu Di's heart definitely surpassed that of Prince Zhu Gaochi.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji's eyes were bright, and he clasped his fists slightly to Xia Yuanji and said:

"Junior Zhu Zhanji, I have met Xia Shangshu!"

"Hey, I can't do it, I can't do it, His Royal Highness can't do it!"

Xia Yuanji was stroking his beard, when he suddenly saw Zhu Zhanji salute himself, he was startled immediately, and said quickly:
"The old minister is a minister, and the grandson is the heir apparent. How can the emperor be courteous to his ministers?"

"Don't worry about Xia Shangshu. Xia Shangshu is in charge of the household department, and he has worked hard. Without you, the soldiers fighting on the front line will be hungry. Without you, how can my Ming be prosperous today? It is because I am the prince that I treat Xia Shangshu The salute is to thank Xia Shangshu on behalf of Daming!"

"His Royal Highness, old minister... I..."

When Xia Yuanji heard Zhu Zhanji's words, his heart suddenly felt sour. Only he knew how difficult the household department has been all these years.

Drought in Henan, drought in Shandong, Japanese plague in Fujian, Northern Expedition, Southern Expedition, voyages to the West,

The country earns about 4000 to [-] million yuan a year, and the Yongle Grand Ceremony requires several million yuan. It also needs to build the city of Shuntian and connect the canals.

Each of the three divisions and the six departments reached out to the household department, and he wanted to spend half of every penny.

At this moment, he suddenly heard what Zhu Zhanji, who is the prince, said, and suddenly felt that all the hard work for so many years was worth it.

"...Thank you grandson!"

Xia Yuanji wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, calmed down, cupped his hands at Zhu Zhanji, and stopped talking.

It's good to keep some things in your heart, and things will happen when you say them.

Zhu Zhanji also accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't say anything else.

Turning around to look at the expressionless Zhu Di on the throne, he continued:

"Grandfather, expelling the Tartars and restoring China is indeed the reason for our war, but it is not the purpose. What is the purpose of our war?"

Zhu Zhanji paused, looked around, and said loudly:

"The purpose of our war is for the stability of the country and the prosperity of the people. The war itself is not an end. The purpose of our war is to better govern the country, so that Daming can have a stable environment, so that our policies can be better implemented. And then bring a better life to the people.”

"So in my opinion, war and politics are complementary, and the two are indispensable. The purpose of war is to serve politics, and the execution of politics is to make war more meaningful."

Zhu Zhanji's voice was clear and clear, resounding through the entire hall.

Zhu Di frowned slightly, lost in thought, Xia Yuanji's eyes became a little darker, looking at Zhu Zhanji who was talking eloquently, the wrinkles on his forehead grew a little more.

No matter what the reason is, the household department is always the saddest one.

The household department is now even more sad every year.

Zhu Gaochi, who was kneeling on the ground, also turned around in surprise, looking at his strange baby son.

However, when everyone was thinking about the meaning of Zhu Zhanji's words, an untimely voice sounded so abruptly:
"Well, big nephew, so does this serving politics have anything to do with the velveteen of "Zhenguan Political Leaders?"

Zhu Gaoxu stood up naively.

"Sand sculpture!"

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help mourning for his silly second uncle, and muttered in a low voice.

My second uncle was definitely lied to by some unscrupulous emperor.

I guess I don't even know, I'm still just a prince up to now.

"Sand sculpture?"

Zhu Zhanji's voice was not low, Zhu Gaoxu heard the words, he was a little confused, so he asked back:
"What kind of sand sculpture is it?"

Zhu Zhanji:_.
"Well, sand sculptures are bunkers made of sand, which can withstand millions of troops. Sand sculptures for short."

"Is there such a powerful bunker?"

Before Zhu Gaoxu could react, Zhu Zhanji was afraid that he would continue to ask, and he would have to explain how to use sand to make a bunker, so he immediately changed the subject and said:
"Grandfather, my second uncle asked me, what does this have to do with the velveteen of "Zhenguan Political Leaders"? In fact, as I said just now, war is not the purpose. The purpose of war is to serve politics. What is the purpose of our Northern Expedition in the Ming Dynasty? In order to disintegrate the last vestiges of Meng Yuan's evil, make the rule of Ming Dynasty more stable, make the policies of Ming Dynasty be implemented steadily, and let the people of Ming Dynasty live a good life."

"But the means of disintegrating the Mongolian Yuan is not enough to rely on war. We can regard the economy, people's livelihood, and even resources, including politics, as a war!"

"What the grassland people really want to fight are the big tribal aristocrats who have tasted the benefits of plundering, but the real low-level herdsmen only want to survive."

"Whether they win or lose the war, it makes no difference to those herdsmen. If they win, their life is still difficult, and if they lose, their life is still difficult."

"However, in order to survive, the poor herdsmen have to depend on the nobles of the grasslands, fight for them, and herd sheep and horses for them. The poor get poorer and the rich get richer."

"Since that's the case, it's also for survival, why can't we let them rely on us, Daming?"

"Our Ming Dynasty has a more powerful army than the grassland tribes, firearms, high-quality salt, tea, porcelain, cloth, and grain."

"As long as they are willing to accept the rule of our Ming Dynasty, we can sell these things to them, and we can also send Confucian scholars to educate and govern benevolently, so that their children can learn the advanced culture of the Ming Dynasty, know the etiquette and morality, and even Let them enter the household registration of Daming, and become a Ming people with a noble status and a happy life."

"The herdsmen don't want to fight. It's not good for them to fight. With the foundation of survival, stronger dependence, and more yearning for the future, will these herdsmen still listen to the words of those grassland nobles? For those nobles, to deal with the powerful, wealthy, Give them more chances to survive, like Daming who regenerated his parents?"

"Grandpa Huang said, 'A gentleman is a boat; a man is water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.' The Great Wall is what the people want. As long as there are these herdsmen's support, how big is the grassland? Isn't it the Great Wall of my Ming Dynasty?"

(End of this chapter)