The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 738 Political Show (recommendation ticket requested)
Shi Yongxin reported the attack on Zhangjiakou to Zhu Hongyu at the Great Court Meeting.

"Burni, the great Khan of the Khalkha tribe of Mongolia, gathered his party members and invaded Zhangjiakou. The army stationed in Zhangjiakou urgently asked for help..."

After Zhu Hongyu heard the news, his originally calm face disappeared instantly, replaced by unconcealable anger.

With a bang, Zhu Hongyu slammed the military newspaper in his hand to the ground.

In an instant, the military newspaper was thrown and disintegrated, and the paper was torn and divided into two halves.

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"Plunder my border, kill my people, haha, who gave him the courage to offend my Daming?"

"Did you treat me, a great son of tomorrow, as mud?!"

Zhu Hongyu was quite angry, even his face turned red because of the anger, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent and blazing anger.

"Pass down the order to immediately mobilize the garrisons in Liaodong, Xuanda and other towns to help Zhangjiakou!"

"I pass on my will, this battle should kill as many powerful enemies as possible, and don't take prisoners!"

"Use killing, blood, cannonballs, knives, and guns to tell those daring barbarians that whoever offends our Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away they are!"

"The beating hurts, and the beating scares them, so they can know what it means to be a teacher of the king, and what it means to slander the people and punish crimes!"

"..."

At this time, Zhu Hongyu was no longer as lazy and peaceful as before, and his whole body exuded an unquestionable majesty and a murderous aura that only belonged to an emperor.

His eyes were like the drooping eyes of a tiger descending from the mountain, wandering around recklessly, patrolling his territory, as if looking for prey.

Everyone who was caught by his eyes felt that their backs were sweating non-stop.

Everyone has a good understanding of what it means to be angry with an emperor, laying down millions of corpses, and drifting with blood...

Facing Zhu Hongyu's anger, although all the ministers in the cabinet knew that the emperor was acting.

The rage at this time was nothing but his attitude to the people below!

Because they were summoned late at night to discuss the matter, and they all knew that the emperor had known about it a long time ago.

If the emperor wants to be angry and furious, it will not be now.

The current emperor is clearly acting!
But even so, they felt great pressure.

This is the coercion that a founding emperor who stands at the pinnacle of power in the world can bring to others.

"Do you understand everything?!"

Zhu Hongyu flicked the sleeves of his robe, his chest heaved violently.

On the square in front of Fengtian Hall, no matter if they were courtiers, guards, court ladies and eunuchs, envoys sent by vassal states...

Everyone's knees softened, and they knelt down with a plop.

Kneel down to express your surrender!
No one dared to touch the emperor's brow and bear the emperor's anger at this time.

The courtiers below said in unison.

"Sir, you understand!"

Zhu Hongyu said coldly again.

"Understand what are you waiting for?!"

"Preach the decree!"

At this moment, Zhu Hongyu was not as angry as he appeared.

He should be angry, he was angry last night!

The current anger is actually acting more.

It was performed for the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty to show his tough attitude towards the outside world.

It was also performed for the heir apparent of Joseon, Li Xuan, to show that Daming was not indifferent to North Korean affairs, but that Daming's hands and feet were restrained and he was unable to support North Korea.

To put it bluntly, what happened in the hall today was actually Zhu Hongyu's political show.

After the imperial decree to mobilize troops in the direction of Liaodong and Xuanda was sent to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, other topics began to be discussed in the court.

The eldest son of the Joseon Dynasty, Li Xuan, walked out of the imperial court and knelt down in front of Zhu Hongyu.

Regardless of the injury on his head, he kowtowed vigorously to Zhu Hongyu.

His head knocked against the gold bricks in Fengtian Hall, and there was a muffled thud.

"The Qing captives invaded, the mountains and rivers were killed, and most of the three thousand miles of our country fell!"

"Your Majesty, the heir of the Joseon Dynasty, Li Wei, please send heavenly soldiers to save Korea and save our people!"

Li Xuan's tone and attitude were very sincere.

But Zhu Hongyu was not moved by this.

It doesn't matter if the attitude is sincere or not!

If a sincere attitude can be exchanged for an army, then the world will be in chaos long ago.

Facing Li Xuan's pleading for help, Zhu Hongyu just said with a look of embarrassment.

"It's not because I don't want to save North Korea, but because I'm powerless now!"

"Daming is also facing many enemies now. The Mongols are invading the border in the north, and heavy troops must be mobilized in the west to guard against possible counterattacks by the Guanning army. The fighting in Liaodong in the east is still going on, and conflicts between Daming, Hongmaoyi, and Nanyang aboriginals in the south may break out at any time. ..."

"Now Da Ming is also facing extremely huge military pressure, and it is really powerless to support North Korea!"

Zhu Hongyu's words are correct, but they are not entirely true.

Daming is indeed facing huge military pressure now, but it is not as serious as what Zhu Hongyu directly described.

If he really wants to support North Korea, he can still draw troops to join the war!
But, then again, why did Zhu Hongyu send troops to North Korea without enough attractive benefits?
Facing Zhu Hongyu's refusal, Li Xuan had no good solution.

He could only kneel on the ground and kowtow to Zhu Hongyu continuously.

With a cold face, Zhu Hongyu ordered to retreat without saying a word.

"Retreat!"

Then he turned and left Fengtian Hall, followed by his guard of honor and left together.

On the square in front of Fengtian Hall, the Ming officials who participated in the court meeting gradually left.

Li Xuan knelt on the ground, obviously it was summer, but he still only felt desolate...

……

At noon, Li Yun was invited out of the palace.

Facing the awe-inspiring Imperial Guard of Ming Dynasty, the expression on Li Xuan's face was rather complicated.

Walking lonely on the street, the entourage followed closely.

A group of people from Li Xuan came to a famous restaurant in Nanjing, ordered a pot of wine, some hot and cold dishes, and sat down to eat and drink together.

After a while, Li Xuan was so drunk that he sat on the ground with the wine jar in his arms and went crazy with alcohol.

"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is full of spring vegetation!"

"When I feel the time, the flowers splash tears, and the bird hates the farewell!"

"The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family letter is worth ten thousand gold!"

"The white hair scratches shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust!"

"..."

Drunk and drunk, he began to read poems.

Restaurants are crowded places!

It is no secret that North Korea is about to perish under the attack of the Qing captives.

Many people are staring at Li Xuan, the subjugated prince, with complicated eyes.

There is ridicule, there is contempt, but more is pity!

Especially when they saw Li Xuan's pain and gaffe, their pity became even higher.

At this time, although Li Xuan couldn't hide his despair, his actions today actually had a political purpose in it.

He drank to relieve his sorrow!
But as the son of North Korea, the reason why he chose to get drunk in the downtown area must have his political purpose.

For example, to win the sympathy of the people of Ming Dynasty!
(End of this chapter)