I, Jiajing, join the Ming Emperor chat group

Chapter 142 Emperor Xuande joins the group, the face-changing Zhu Di!

Chapter 142 Emperor Xuande joins the group, the face-changing Zhu Di!

Xuande ninth year, October.

At this time, Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji was no longer as brave as he used to be, but he looked a bit haggard, with a bad complexion and dark circles under his eyes.

He was sitting on the dragon, wrapped in a small blanket, letting the ruts roll, his eyes didn't seem to show any emotion, but in fact, he was thinking about what to do next in his heart. Attack and kill some tiles, knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

The reason for this trip to patrol the border is also very simple. Wala’s joy killed Arutai and his son Shuonikan, and Arutai’s second son Abuji I asked for money to belong to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Zhanji was keenly aware that this was an excellent opportunity to intervene in the internal affairs of other countries and once again bring the Mongolian tribes under his command, so he initiated this border patrol, named Border Patrol, intended for Oala.

After the Ming army arrived at Ximarin, they began to plan how to raid Oala.

This is Zhu Zhanji's idea.

This raid was urgent.

But Zhu Zhanji felt in the dark that he seemed to have no chance.

He had seen the state of a dying person. He was by his side when Grandpa Huang died. When Emperor Father drove him to Nanjing, his physical condition was also gradually declining.

At most one year, I will die.

The huge Ming Empire will be handed over to his son, the baby who is not yet ten years old.

But I have already arranged everything, and I believe that Qi Zhen will definitely be able to lead Daming to become bigger and stronger, and to a more glorious path.

Zhu Zhanji thought so in his heart.

The wind outside the Great Wall was biting, Zhu Zhanji coughed twice, extremely worried.

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly, Yang Rong's sonorous and powerful voice reached Zhu Zhanji's ears, and he said earnestly: "The people of our Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment. Why do your Majesty have frequent wars, which will cost people money and waste money?"

Yang Rong had followed the fortress five times, so he knew the situation outside the fortress very well.

Once this raid did not cause any casualties to Oala, then Daming would inevitably fall into the quagmire of a long war.

When Emperor Taizong made five expeditions to Mobei, only one gained a lot, and the other four times basically did not gain anything, but wasted money and people.

This is something that civil servants absolutely don't want to see.

Of course, there is another reason.

Although Yang Rong didn't realize it, he still subconsciously wanted to prevent the war from happening.

Because of war, meritorious deeds will breed.

The meritorious group has always shown a check and balance posture with the civil official group. As a member of the civil official group, Yang Rong naturally has to do his best to prevent the further expansion of the meritorious group.

Every civil official wants the Ming Dynasty to become the shape of the Song Dynasty, and return to the state of "Punishment is not a doctor" and "Wen suppresses martial arts".

But no matter whether it is Emperor Taizu or Emperor Taizong, they are all emperors on horseback.

The efforts made by their civil servants, one Emperor Jianwen, who has gone to the end of the game, and the other is Emperor Hongxi, who died within ten months.

Although the current Emperor Xuande is also a shadow of Emperor Taizong and thinks about fighting against tiles every day, under the subtle influence of their civil officials, he has gradually begun to be influenced by them.

This is undoubtedly a great thing for civil servants.

And they also found that Zhu Zhanji seemed to die soon.

Therefore, it is natural to reduce Zhu Zhanji's last madness before his death as much as possible.

After hearing Yang Rong's words, Zhu Zhanji remained silent, feeling a little tired.

Yang Rong's chattering words became more and more illusory in Zhu Zhanji's ears. He waved his hand weakly and opened his mouth and said, "Bring me the territory map of Ming Dynasty."

After hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Yang Rong immediately stopped the exhortation in his mouth with interest, and soon, two soldiers brought up the map of the Ming Dynasty.

That's right, it was carried over.

The map unfolded in front of Zhu Zhanji, looking at the territory of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhanji was very satisfied.

Although, the Cochin Chief Secretary and the Old Port Xuanwei Division on the map have all been cancelled, and the Hetao area has also been abandoned.

But at least the hinterland of Daming is still enjoyable.

He sighed deeply, feeling that what he, the emperor, should be able to do to his father and grandpa, right?

Abandoning the land of Jiaozhi Chief Secretary indirectly led to the demise of the Old Port Xuanweisi. .

Let's just give up, invest 100 million taels of silver, get back 20, it's too bad.

I believe that fathers and grandfathers should be able to understand their own suffering.

Zhu Zhanji sighed leisurely.

Although he is full of confidence, he is still full of worries about the future of Daming, not knowing what the future of Daming will look like.

[You have been invited to join the Ming Emperor chat group. 】

Suddenly, a sound that was different from tinnitus appeared in the ear.

This voice appeared in his ears like a thunderbolt, which made the Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji, who was already a little sluggish, and even a little neurotic, feel a little astonished, and the map of the Ming Dynasty that moved in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Hallucinations?

What Ming emperor chat group?

Zhu Zhanji was a little surprised. Although he had been in a daze these days and felt that his physical condition was getting worse, this was the first time he had heard this hallucination.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing this, Yang Rong beside him quickly stepped forward to be warm-hearted, and at the same time said to Zhu Zhanji, "I'm going to find the imperial doctor."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and just as Yang Rong stood up and was about to leave, Zhu Zhanji heard the voice again:

[The group leader 'Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong' held a group meeting, did you attend? 】

"Ok?"

This time, Zhu Zhanji heard clearly.

It's not an auditory hallucination.

Someone did speak.

And his teeth are extremely clear.

"Emperor Jiajing...Zhu Houcong?"

The name reminded Zhu Zhanji.

As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he has memorized his family's characters by heart since he was a child, so he naturally understands that this name is most likely the name of the descendants of the Yanfan family of the Ming Dynasty.

Plus the previous title of 'Emperor Jiajing'.

The smart Zhu Zhanji probably already guessed it all, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised and sighed.

How will things happen in the future?
Know 500 years before, know 500 years later...

Could it be that this kind of rhetoric is true?
Zhu Zhanji was shocked, but his heart was open, and he didn't feel that anyone was about to die at all.

After all, he has already seen it, no matter what it is, he will not worry about it.

"I will participate."

Zhu Zhanji spoke slowly.

At the same time when Zhu Zhanji spoke, Yang Rong was stunned, not knowing what Zhu Zhanji was going to participate in.

Just when he opened his mouth and was about to say something, he saw that the surrounding space began to solidify, and Zhu Zhanji's eyes became illusory, gradually turning into a whirlpool, and the light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and finally gradually disappeared in front of his eyes.

Zhu Zhanji, join the meeting!

……

Zhu Houcong came early and stood in front of the railing, gazing at the scenery not far away, which was good.

This time, Zhu Houzhao came early, but he didn't come up. He swam in the sea below and swam around very happily.

It can be seen that Zhu Houzhao has become a good swimmer in the past three months.

Although his real cause of death was pneumonia caused by falling into the water, plus he was treated by the heavyweight role of the Tai Hospital.

But for falling into the water, Zhu Houzhao is already very vigilant, and has begun to work hard to become a good swimmer.

The matter of the Zhengde Dynasty has been properly resolved.

Although Zhu Houzhao is still so absurd, the surviving chief ministers of the cabinet can only slander in their hearts for a while, and dare not reveal it.

after all……

Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong all appeared!
The emperor's gold content is 'help hard', who can do anything?Are you not afraid of attacking with the front foot, and the Taizu Gao and Taizong Wen emperors will come and take you away?
Don't dare to control, don't dare to control.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao has been working in the swimming pool of the Leopard Park these days, and occasionally wants to compete with the dragon (that is, the crocodile) to see who can swim faster. Fortunately, the ministers persuaded him to come down, and Zhu Houzhao was just joking. , will not take it seriously.

After all, he only learned how to swim, and he hasn’t learned the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt from Zhu Yunqi yet… And of course, Zhu Yunqi doesn’t know how to use golden bell mask and iron cloth shirt either. There are no cheats, and everyone is very dissatisfied that there are no public martial arts cheats to use.

Except for Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Di and Zhu Yuanzhang, father and son, were climbing the mountain together, planning to come to the pavilion on the mountain for a meeting.

It's just that Zhu Di is timid, submissive, and still gesticulating. It seems that he has been blackmailed by his elderly father again.

Regarding this situation, Zhu Houcong couldn't help sighing.

Fortunately, my old father, theoretically speaking, cannot enter the Ming Emperor chat group.

And the little emperor Zhu Yijun also seems to be mixed up with his big baby grandson Zhu Youjian. The Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian has changed his job to become a kindergarten teacher, and he always comes to class with his "grandfather"... Wrong, it's a meeting, so the expression is a bit dumbfounding.

No way, who can resist a grandfather who is more than 20 years younger than himself?
And Zhu Biao and Zhu Yunqi came together.

This is Zhu Biao's first time attending a meeting.

Compared with nine months ago, Zhu Biao looks thinner now.

It seems that it is still a little difficult for Zhu Biao to deal with the government affairs of the Taiping Dynasty.

It is also normal.

After all, other emperors deal with their own time and space. They grew up in their own time and space, and they are very clear about where the accumulation is hard to return and where they can be deeply grasped.

And Zhu Biao was parachuted into the future, so he basically didn't understand that time and space, so it was more difficult to reorganize the relationship between the characters.

but……

Zhu Yunqi looked older than Zhu Biao, but he was quite happy.

Zhu Yunqi devoted himself to being the crown prince in the Taiping Dynasty, fearing that he would not be able to inherit the throne until he died. No wonder he kept accumulating points and wanted to buy a plane to become the emperor himself.

In the Taiping Dynasty, it was regarded as an internship.

And the only one who went forward alone was Zhu Qiyu.

For Zhu Qiyu, he really felt that he didn't get along with everyone.

Seeing this, Zhu Houcong went down and welcomed Zhu Qiyu up.

But judging by Zhu Qiyu's appearance, he seemed a little depressed.

Immediately, Zhu Houcong became somewhat curious, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter, Emperor Jingtai?"

"There are now two babies, both princesses." Zhu Qiyu said depressedly.

"Harmful."

Zhu Houcong thought there was something else going on, but it turned out to be this: "It's okay, the princess is fine too."

For modern Zhu Houcong, in fact, he doesn't have much feeling about having boys and girls, after all, Zhu Houcong will not worry about heirs.

After all, if Zhu Houcong really has an heir...then there may be a situation like "there is no prince in the world for 2000 years".

Of course, Zhu Houcong wouldn't mind giving birth to an heir if he let nature take its course.

After all, in the future, there will definitely be more planes of his own, and he must always let his trusted people go to other planes to sit in command.

But Zhu Qiyu and others are different, they still care about the heir to the throne.

After chatting with Zhu Qiyu, they soon took their places.

Everyone gathered together again, enjoying themselves, and this 'family' meeting was held again.

Before everyone could open their mouths, Zhu Di took the first step and expressed his opinion. There seemed to be a flash of thunder between his eyes: "I just read it. The person who joined the group this time is my good grandson, Zhan Ji?"

Yes, every group member who joins the group will have a reminder for all group members.

Therefore, when Zhu Di saw that it was his good grandson entering the group, he immediately sharpened his sword...ah no, tears filled his eyes immediately, and he planned to have a good chat with his good grandson.

Let's talk about diplomacy.

As for how to talk and what to talk about, there is no need to say more.

And hearing Zhu Di's words of knowingly asking, Zhu Houcong just nodded slightly, not daring to say too much.

And Zhu Di also adjusted his breathing, cleared up his rhythm and thoughts, calmed his heart as much as possible, and then smiled at Zhu Houcong: "Houcong, I have produced some Yongle No. [-] and No. [-] here." ,look……"

Hearing Zhu Di's words, the corners of Zhu Houcong's mouth rose slightly, and he interrupted Zhu Di's words forcefully, and then he snapped his fingers, and a gun also appeared in his hand.

This gun looks different from Yongle No.[-].

"Master Yongle, take a look at this one. This one is Jiajing No. [-] independently developed by our Jiajing Dynasty. Its firepower configuration is pretty good..."

While talking, Zhu Houcong handed the 'Jiajing No. [-]' in his hand to Zhu Di to see.

There was no need for Zhu Houcong to say anything at all, from the moment he took out the gun, Zhu Di's heart skipped a beat.

It's broken, and the major customers have started production and development by themselves.

Although there are many emperors in the Ming emperor chat group.

Moreover, armaments and the like are basically the daily needs of every dynasty.

But Zhu Houcong is Zhu Di's big client here.

After all, no matter how you say it, it is impossible for a peaceful dynasty to spend more on military expenses than a warring dynasty!

But now, the dynasty that started the war has started its own research!

Not only is there a risk of reducing your own export volume, on the contrary, Zhu Houcong is also very likely to compete with him for business!
Suddenly, Zhu Di became numb.

But he still took a good look at Zhu Houcong's "Jiajing No. [-]".

Soon, Zhu Di tensed up.

This gun is not an ordinary gun, its performance is almost as good as that of 'Yongle No. [-]'!
You know, Yongle No. [-] was produced on the assembly line!
And Jiajing No. [-] obviously also has such a condition...it must be the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau!

Zhu Di clenched his fists tightly, and before he could speak, he heard Zhu Houcong smile and say: "Master Yongle, how about my gun? How does it compare to your Yongle No. [-] gun with such strength? "

Hearing this, Zhu Di was about to take advantage of the situation to comment on it, and when he suppressed it, he heard Zhu Houcong continue: "Every Yongle No. [-] will drop at least five renminbi, right?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhu Di realized it.

Concern is chaos.

The Jiangnan General Manufacturing Bureau is a shipbuilder, and it is enough to open a line once in a while and change it to a musket. How can it be opened every day?
Emperor Jiajing still wants to buy guns from himself!

This move is to lower the price!

Thinking of this, Zhu Di was also very happy: "Giving a profit of three renminbi, five renminbi is too cheap, let me work for you for nothing?"

"Okay, deal."

I only regret that I didn't bring a few quarrel masters, otherwise I have to talk about it.

Zhu Di and Zhu Houcong thought so in their hearts at the same time.

On the other hand, Zhu Yuanzhang looked amazed, and then said with a smile: "I have a great harvest of grain, but who wants to buy grain?"

"Father, my son needs food and grass support, and at the same time, I hope that the fourth brother can sell some arms..."

The familiar trading time is up, and everyone has their own needs, so transactions have been carried out one after another.

Even the little emperor Zhu Yijun felt a little bored, stood up and down on the chair, and yelled: "Fresh Mr. Zhang, who wants to buy a famous official? Please buy Mr. Zhang, please."

The little emperor's absurd behavior soon attracted Zhu Di's ruthless hands. Zhu Di directly arrested the little emperor, asked Zhu Youjian to hold his hands, and started spanking.

So, under Zhu Yijun's resentful expression, he sat obediently, not daring to speak.

And although everyone's trading is in a hurry, everyone knows what the theme of today's trading is.

Zhu Houcong's elixir.

And Zhu Houcong was not in a hurry to make the first move, but thought about waiting for everyone to come together.

After all, there are quite a lot of things in this group meeting.

The second group ranking, welcoming Zhu Zhanji and selling elixir.

After thinking up to this point, Zhu Houcong felt that the time was almost up, and immediately ordered: "Yijun, go and call your uncle Huang who is swimming."

"Oh."

The young little emperor immediately jumped off the chair, looked around, and said to Zhu Youjian: "My grandson, come down with me!"

Zhu Youjian: ...

Therefore, Zhu Youjian hugged Zhu Yijun and walked down.

And not long after Zhu Youjian and Zhu Yijun went down, Zhu Zhanji, who looked quite pale and only a little better than Zhu Qiyu who had just joined the group, walked up to the high pavilion from the stairs on the other side.

As soon as he arrived, Zhu Zhanji was a little dazed when he saw the Emperor Daming in the hall.

And when he saw Zhu Dizhi, his eyes lit up: "Grandfather..."

As for Zhu Di, he was not in a good mood.

"Zhanji, sit down."

Zhu Di's face was as calm as a lake: "Talk to Grandpa about Annan and Hetao. Grandpa is very curious about it!"

After finishing the language, he gritted his teeth quite a bit.

 One more chapter tonight

  
 
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