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

Chapter 9 Same Son, Different Treatment! ! !

"and many more!"

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, Zhu Di immediately yelled, and said with a puzzled look:

"Boy, we buy wool at a high price, so that the herdsmen will herd sheep and reduce horse grazing. I can understand, but how can this cause the financial collapse of the grassland tribe?"

"That's right, nephew, you can't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Gaoxu was depressed, seeing that Zhu Di found a loophole in Zhu Zhanji's words, he naturally didn't want to let it go.

"Are you stupid?"

Zhu Zhanji said a little hilariously, and scorned casually, and when he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Di's old face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and immediately smiled awkwardly and said:

"Grandpa, I was talking about the second uncle, but not you!"

Zhu Di nodded expressionlessly, and Zhu Zhanji suddenly gained confidence, looked at Zhu Gaoxu who was kneeling on the ground with a look of hatred, and said:

"Second Uncle, you still don't believe me when I say you're stupid. Just think about it, if we buy wool like crazy, don't the prairie people have to herd sheep like crazy?"

Zhu Gaoxu: "???"

Zhu Gaoxu stared at Zhu Zhanji with wide eyes,
I didn't understand the co-authorship, am I stupid?

Zhu Zhanji ignored him and continued:
"So they have raised so many sheep. If one day we suddenly don't want them and their sheep can't be sold, what should we do?"

Zhu Gaoxu frowned, his mind went blank for a moment, he opened his mouth and asked tentatively:
"This... kill and eat?"

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

Sure enough, he who knows food is a hero!

Zhu Di on the side reacted suddenly, regardless of Zhu Gaoxu who was kneeling on the ground, he quickly walked back and forth in front of the desk, and read while walking:
"We are buying wool like crazy, and they are grazing sheep like crazy. If we don't collect it, their sheep won't be able to be sold!"

"The sheep cannot be sold..."

"If they can't sell the sheep, they can't buy salt, they can't buy grain, etc..."

"A large number of sheep are in their hands, but they cannot be exchanged for necessities such as salt and so on. As a result, the herdsmen will definitely feel resentful. At that time, Daming will only need to send an envoy to provoke them a little, and the grassland will definitely be chaotic!"

"Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!"

The more Zhu Di talked, the more excited he became, and even the wrinkles on his forehead disappeared a lot at this moment.

He turned around abruptly, walked to Prince Zhu Gaochi, and asked nervously:
"Have you written down what the grandson said?"

"Remember, write it down!"

Zhu Gaochi stammered and nodded.

Zhu Gaochi's cowardice made Zhu Di very angry. He waved his hand in disgust, and pushed Zhu Gaochi aside and said:

"Go, go, go, listen, I'll remember!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhu Zhanji and urged: "Go on, what do you mean by the assimilation you just said?"

Seeing his stupid father being driven away, Zhu Zhanji felt a little dissatisfied. His cheap grandfather is good at everything, but he likes to pull out his three sons at every turn to scare him.

"Grandpa, my father has bad legs and feet, can you ask someone to add a soft cushion?"

Without rushing to continue, Zhu Zhanji said while supporting Zhu Gaochi to sit down.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaochi who was wobbling while walking, and his heart softened a bit.
After all, he is his own son. Although there are many things that make him dissatisfied, seeing him like this, he deliberately doesn't want to go. He nodded and signaled to the attendants beside him:

"Go, add a cushion for the prince, and bring him a cup of hot tea by the way."

"Here!"

With the plush cushions and hot tea, Zhu Gaochi's complexion obviously improved a lot.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, who were watching eagerly from the side, only felt that their envious eyes were going to turn red.

Zhu Gaoxu rubbed his legs, looked at Zhu Di pitifully, and flattered him:

"Father, I..."

He just said two words, but Zhu Di didn't even look at him, so he urged Zhu Zhanji:

"Okay, keep talking!"

Zhu Gaoxu: "????"

Am I not my own son?
Why is the same son, one can sit on a cushion and drink hot tea after being scolded.

One can only kneel on the ground and listen to the lecture without speaking, even without the right to speak?

"cough……"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Gaoxu who was suspicious of his life, mourned in silence, and then immediately said happily:
"When it comes to assimilation, it is naturally inseparable from enlightenment. I said in the hall that if we agree to join our tribe in Ming Dynasty, we will let them learn Chinese characters and speak Chinese, and let them be proud of it. This will only last two years. For three generations, they will inevitably forget their past identities and regard themselves as Ming people, and if grassland people harass our Ming Dynasty again, then as Ming people, they will definitely be the first to stand up and resist!"

Zhu Di wrote like a god, one notebook was quickly filled, and he quickly took out the second notebook.

After finishing writing, he turned his head to look at Zhu Zhanji, thought for a moment and frowned and said, "This strategy is not achieved in a day, and the grassland is bitter and cold, I am afraid that no one is willing to go to teach."

"Tsk, this is your business, Grandpa!"

Zhu Zhanji pouted, and threw the question back without hesitation.

Zhu Di, who was waiting for Zhu Zhanji to solve the problem, froze when he heard the words, and said:

"Why is it my problem? If you don't solve the problem you raised, who will?"

"Hey, grandpa, you want to let the horse run fast and don't let the horse graze. How can I solve it?"

Zhu Zhanji spread his hands without showing any weakness, pretending to look helpless.

"you………"

Zhu Di just wanted to scold someone, but the next moment he saw Zhu Zhanji's appearance, he immediately reacted, sat back angrily, and said:

"Good boy, the scheme is on your grandfather's head, tell me, what do you want?"

"Hey, grandpa, what are you talking about? How could grandson plot against you?"

Zhu Zhanji licked his face, and with a smile on his face, he came to Zhu Di's side. While massaging Zhu Di's shoulders, he said with a smile:
"Didn't my grandson just say that the prince's mansion is so poor that it's almost impossible to get rid of it? My mother talks about it every day, and my grandson is also worried. Didn't I hear that Ma Bao is going to go to the West soon? The grandson thought, can grandpa You can't hand over the Shibo Department to me and let me be in charge of this voyage to the West, so that I can ask Ma Bao to help me get a few things back and exchange some money, so that the Prince's Mansion can be turned around!"

"That's it?"

Zhu Di was stunned when he heard the words, and he didn't want to understand why Zhu Zhanji was in charge of shipping and sailing to the West?

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that going to the West is a thankless job in the court, although it sounds nice and famous overseas.

It can be said that it is the kind that people hate and dogs hate, especially the household department. It is sad at first, but the cost of going to the west is no less than fighting a big war.
When I went, I brought a lot of gifts to send along the way, and when I came back, I didn’t forget to bring a lot of envoys to Da Ming to eat and drink for free. When they left, Da Ming had to bring a big gift,

Wan Guo came to court, to put it nicely, it was all made by the Ministry of Households tightening their belts, and now more than one time someone has proposed to stop voyages to the west.

If it wasn't for him supporting him behind his back, the matter of sailing to the west would have been ruined long ago!
It can be said that whoever is responsible for the voyage to the West is the public enemy of the entire household department.

Zhu Zhanji could somewhat guess what Zhu Di was thinking, but of course he couldn't tell Zhu Di the truth.

Otherwise, Zhu Di might be out of anger.

At any rate, he sent Zheng He to the West to promote the great virtues of Ming Dynasty overseas.

When the time comes to engage in "business", it is estimated that the old man will have to turn his face immediately.

So Zhu Zhanji understands very well that if he wants to achieve his goal, what should be said and what should not be said is like a mirror in his heart.

(End of this chapter)