My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 124 The dragon slayer finally became a dragon!
The people who received the news came very quickly, and within half an hour, all the people who were supposed to arrive had gathered.

The reason why you came so quickly is because you guys didn't rest tonight.

The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry are busy with Zhu Zhanji's funeral and the mausoleum.

The Ministry of War, the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Officials are responsible for the statistics of the meritorious service of the army and the determination of the rewards for the meritorious soldiers.

It's really sad that the grandson died, but the soldiers of the family worked hard for the country, so they can't be put aside.

The bosses in the yamen were all busy, so they all rushed over as soon as the old man called.

Among the group of people, the slowest to come were the three brothers released from Jinyiwei Prison.

When they arrived, everyone including Zhu Pangpang had already gathered.

"Brother, we didn't take good care of Zhanji, please punish him!"

As soon as the three of them arrived, they bowed down in front of Zhu Pangpang.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Pangpang's eyes were red with emotion, and he quickly helped the three of them up.

"What did the three younger brothers say? On the battlefield, life and death are up to God. This is the child's life. No wonder the three brothers."

The old man looked at the four brothers comforting each other, and nodded in relief.

At the same time, I also regretted that I was too impulsive at the beginning, so that the three children were sentenced to two months in prison.

"Okay, let's talk about family matters later, now let's talk about business."

Seeing the four brothers talking, they hugged each other and began to cry in a low voice. The old man shook his head and interrupted the chat of the four of them.

Immediately, the old man asked everyone to come to the main hall, and said to everyone solemnly: "After various investigations, the murderer who murdered the grandson has now been identified."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at the old man, and Zhu Pangpang clenched his fists even more.

"It's Tatar Alutai."

When they heard who the murderer was, everyone present except Zhu Gaoyu was stunned.

At the beginning, it was said that it was not the Timur Empire, but after talking about it, it became the Tatar Arutai again.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, the old man revealed the results of his guesses and investigations.

After hearing the cause and effect, everyone frowned and began to analyze the possibility inside.

After all, there was a mistake made by Timur in the past. If this guess is wrong again, there will be a big trouble, and if it spreads, people will say that there is no one in the Ming court.

The big bosses analyzed the information provided by the old man, and the more they analyzed, the more they found that this possibility was very high.

Moreover, the actions of Alutai in the later period are also very suspicious. Even if you are afraid that the old man will be implicated in launching a war next year, you shouldn't run away now.

The north is different from the grasslands in the south. People who can really freeze to death in winter, and rushing northward without preparation are completely deadly.

If Alutai is really afraid of being implicated in next year's war, then he should run away after the beginning of next spring. How could he run away at this time.

Therefore, Alutai has ghosts in his heart.

"This damned Alutai, we taught him a lesson once. He didn't know how to be honest. He dared to harm the eldest nephew. Father, you give me a team of soldiers, and I will catch up with them now and destroy them."

Zhu Gaoxu was the first to stand up, clamoring to lead troops to fight.

"Father, in my son's opinion, don't mobilize troops for the time being. If you misunderstand again, it will be a joke. Why don't you send someone to investigate first, and when you confirm that your son is willing to lead the army to attack."

Before the old man could speak, Zhu Pangpang proposed not to send troops for the time being, but to send someone to investigate first.

It's not that he doesn't want to avenge his son, but that the north is about to enter winter at this time, and it is not good for Daming to send troops at this time.

Rather than letting the soldiers brave the wind and snow to go to the grassland, it is better to investigate clearly first. If it is really confirmed that it is Alutai, after the beginning of next spring, he will personally avenge his son.

Yes, Zhu Pangpang, who had always disliked war, had the idea of ​​launching troops to kill people for the first time.

Zhu Gaoxu, who had heard his elder brother's opposition, was still a little dissatisfied. He felt that his elder brother was too soft and his son was killed, so he didn't want to take revenge.

But when Zhu Pangpang said that if it was confirmed, he was willing to personally lead the army to crusade, his dissatisfaction was instantly suppressed, and he gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, brother, you lead the army, and I will be your vanguard. We brothers must destroy Alutai and avenge our eldest nephew."

Zhu Gaosui also stood up and patted his chest, "I'll go too, when the time comes, our brothers will make a fuss in the grassland and avenge our eldest nephew."

Zhu Gaoyu didn't speak, just stood beside Zhu Pangpang, looked at him with firm eyes, and acted as if his brother would accompany you to hit you if you wanted to.

Hearing the support of the three brothers, Zhu Pangpang stretched out his hand movedly, held the hands of the three brothers in his palm, and nodded heavily.

"Your Majesty, what His Royal Highness said is correct, let's not mention the matter of investigation, now that the north is about to enter winter, it is not good for our army to enter."

"Besides, the army has just returned from an expedition, and the morale of the army itself is exhausted. In addition to food and grass, the consumption of weapons is not small. It is better to replenish it first. After the spring next year, it will be confirmed, and then the Northern Expedition will not be too late to avenge His Royal Highness."

"At that time, don't talk about His Royal Highness, I, a scholar, will also take my sword to the battlefield, cut down a few enemies, and avenge His Royal Highness."

Yang Pu, a bachelor of the East Palace, stood up and agreed with Zhu Pangpang's words.

Several other bigwigs also nodded one after another, saying that it is not appropriate to start a war at this time, and it will not be too late until the spring of next year.

The old man who originally wanted to raise troops directly, saw that the big men in the court and his eldest son were opposed to sending troops now, although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, he could understand that this was indeed the case.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Okay, then send people to investigate first, and the other ministries will prepare weapons, food and grass as soon as possible to prepare for the expedition in the spring of next year."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhu Gaoyu again, "Fourth boy, I know that your subordinates have something that can fire a lot of shells at once. Next year, let this army join the battle. If you don't see me, how can I deal with you?"

The corners of Zhu Gaoyu's mouth twitched, and he bowed his hands under everyone's suspicious gaze.

"My son takes orders!"

"By the way, there are still guns. I plan to expand the Divine Machine Camp next year. I asked about the Artisan Camp here. I can only provide half of it. The remaining half will be provided by your people."

There were several black lines on Zhu Gaoyu's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and agreed.

After asking for so many things at once, the old man pondered for a while and said, "Your 5 troops in the south are hard to control. I will give you an additional 5 troops, which can be regarded as compensation for the money you provided for these weapons."

Zhu Gaoyu's eyes lit up, and under the envious eyes of the second and third child, he saluted and thanked the old man.

After confirming the investigation and the plan after the Northern Expedition next year, the old man asked about other things.

He looked at the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry: "How are you preparing for Zhanji's tomb?"

Song Li, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, hesitated for a moment and said, "According to regulations, the Ministry of Industry intends to build a Prince's Mausoleum as soon as possible, as the mausoleum of His Highness the Grandson."

"No, the specification is too low."

The old man waved his hand and rejected the suggestion, and decided directly: "Build it according to the scale of an emperor, and build it directly next to the mausoleum of me and the queen, so that the child will not be lonely in the future."

"Also, the size of the sacrificial burial should not be small. Didn't the princess choose a few suitable ones, so let's give them a sacrificial burial!"

"The Sun family who served Zhanji in the palace, Zhanji has been served by her since he was a child. Without her, I am afraid that Zhanji will not get used to it. Let her die together."

"Then who will be buried together as the concubine?"

While recording, Lu Zhen asked the old man who was buried as his wife.

The old man pondered for a moment, "Just the Hu family, since both the queen and the crown princess have chosen her, let her be buried as the grandson concubine."

"Your Majesty, I have no objection to the specifications you set, but the Ministry of Households doesn't have that much money anymore."

As soon as the specifications of the mausoleum were finalized, Xia Yuanji stood up and said that he had no money.

The old man was angry at that time, he slapped the table, and scolded angrily: "How can there be no money? If I remember correctly, this year's seaborne merchant tax has collected a lot, and there is also the mining of the Iwami Silver Mine, plus this year's The autumn tax, the household department can save at least 1 million taels of silver, and you actually told me that I have no money."

For the old man's anger, Xia Yuanji seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He took out a memorial book from his sleeve, unfolded it, and read: "In the spring of this year, His Majesty summoned the army to conquer Wala in the north. The weapons, rations, and soldiers' salaries consumed a total of 480 million taels."

"The scale of the Forbidden City in Beiping and the mausoleum of you and the queen, your Majesty, you have expanded it, purchased wood and stone, and the household department spent 320 million taels."

"Shaanxi, Shandong, Henan and other places provide disaster relief, and the imperial court prepares relief silver and food, consuming a total of 500 million taels."

"Also, in terms of Jiaozhi, 113 million taels of food, grass, weapons and other supplies are consumed."

"in addition,……"

"stop!"

The old man had a headache and called Xia Yuanji to stop, and he was silent for a while before he said, "How much money can the Ministry of Household give now?"

Xia Yuanji took out another notebook, flipped through the foreign exchange and reported: "If you count the consumption of the Northern Expedition next year and the internal expenditure of the imperial court, the possible silver coins used by the Ministry of Households are less than 80 taels."

"If it is built according to the imperial specifications your Majesty said, the imperial court will have to invest at least 100 million taels."

"In addition to all kinds of funerary objects, the imperial court must invest in it at least, about 150 million taels!"

"Even if the court's weather goes well next year, the current surplus of the court can only support half of the cost of building the mausoleum."

Hearing Xia Yuanji's report, the old man pondered for a while and then asked, "Isn't there still going to be a commercial tax for going to sea next year?"

Xia Yuanji nodded, "These are only enough for next year's Northern Expedition and the internal expenditure of the imperial court, and the taxes collected by the local government will also bear the war in Cochin and the restoration of people's livelihood in the disaster-stricken areas."

The old man glared, "That is to say, if all the income next year is counted and all expenses are deducted, there will still be no money left in the imperial court."

Xia Yuanji nodded.

The old man patted the table angrily.

"In the past, there was no maritime tax and the Iwami Silver Mine, and the imperial court was never so tight. Now that we have these two big incomes, why are we still living so tight?"

Xia Yuanji spread his hands helplessly, "Your Majesty, the reason why I was able to support it before was because I reduced the remaining places to the extreme, so the imperial court can barely support it."

"Now it has returned to the retention stipulated by the court, and these incomes just offset the lack of this."

"It seems that the imperial court has made a lot of money now, but in fact it has only returned to a normal state."

In fact, Xia Yuanji did not say a word, that is, the big head of the chamber of commerce and taxation has entered the pocket of the empress. If there is compensation for this, the court will definitely live very easily.

But this can't be said, the money saved by the empress is the old man's coffin book, and he doesn't allow anyone to touch it. If he dares to mention it, the old man will definitely beat him.

"How much money is left!"

The old man didn't bother to calculate these things, and asked Xia Yuanji directly how much money he was short of.
Xia Yuanji stretched out a slap, looked at the old man expectantly, and said:
"Five million taels, His Majesty only needs to give another 500 million taels to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and these things can be perfectly resolved. If there are no major problems in the future, the court can support itself, and there is no need to ask for more money."

Hearing this number, the old man gritted his teeth and wanted to take some out of his coffin book, but when he saw Zhu Gaoyu next to him, who was thinking about how to recruit the new 5 places, his eyes suddenly lit up .

This brat definitely made a lot of money by going to sea this time. Thinking of what his wife mentioned to him, the old man snorted coldly in his heart. If he wants to get that position, he can't do it without buying something.

"Fourth!"

The old man let out a low cry.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was thinking about something, hurriedly stepped forward and looked at the old man.

"My son is here!"

The old man looked at Zhu Gaoyu and said solemnly: "Now there is a vacancy of 500 million taels in the imperial court. As the vassal king of Ming Dynasty, you should share the worries of the imperial court. You can pay for the 500 million taels, right?"

Zhu Gaoyu looked up at the old man and saw his eyes narrowed slightly. After thinking about it for a while, he understood something, gritted his teeth and agreed: "If the court is in trouble, I will naturally help with all my strength. Although 500 million taels is a bit difficult, I will sell it for nothing. Get it out too."

"it is good."

The old man patted the table and said to Xia Yuanji, "You send someone to collect money tomorrow."

"Yes!"

With the shortfall filled, Xia Yuanji felt a lot more relaxed in an instant, and he would not be so tired next year.

In the end, everyone discussed other matters. Considering that the old man was too sad during this time, they all retreated and let the old man go back to rest.

Zhu Gaoyu did not go back, but followed Zhu Pangpang to several banquet halls.

"Fourth, I made you spend money. I didn't expect father to let you spend money."

Zhu Pangpang thought of making his brother spend a lot of money for his son's mausoleum, so he said something apologetic with embarrassment.

Zhu Gaoyu shook his head.

"Money is a trivial matter. If I can spend money to bring Zhan Ji back to life, I'd be willing to go bankrupt."

"Ugh."

At the mention of his son, Zhu Pangpang sighed again.

"Master Yao Guangxiao said that this child was murdered and would not live a long life. I didn't expect it to be fulfilled so early."

"My body is getting worse day by day, maybe I will let go someday. From now on, my big family, please take good care of me, fourth brother. If there is anything wrong in the future, fourth brother, please look after me. Take care of my face."

Zhu Gaoyu supported Zhu Pangpang, and walked forward while listening to his explanation.

Seeing the elder brother who was seriously confessing, Zhu Gaoyu felt guilt welling up in his heart, but he was suppressed for just a moment.

Sometimes, Zhu Gaoyu felt that he was very hypocritical. Zhu Zhanji had a big reason for his death, but he had to pretend to be innocent, to deceive his parents, his eldest brother, and everyone.

In the past, Zhu Gaoyu also hated this kind of hypocritical hypocrite who did everything for his own sake, but he didn't know when, he gradually became this kind of person.

Zhu Gaoyu didn't know whether it was because of his own personality or because of the situation.

There may be various reasons.

When he was not very powerful, he never thought of targeting the eldest family, but as his power grew, the eldest family put a lot of pressure on him.

He also thought about it, just like this, he would help Big Brother Fu and Zhu Zhanji well and create a good story.

He believes that the eldest brother and the eldest nephew, but the emperors of future generations, such as the future Zhu Qizhen, or Wanli Jiajing and others, they can't even tolerate their own brothers and relatives, so they will tolerate one in the south, which is more powerful than the central emperor. , Do you still want a big vassal king?

If Zhu Gaoyu's children work hard in the future, it will be fine if they can withstand the pressure of the court.

If one can't stand it, with the means of the emperors and powerful ministers behind, once Zhu Gaoyu's lineage loses power, it will definitely not end well.

With his momentary kindness, the descendants of future generations will end up being driven out and exterminated.

Who the hell would be willing.

Thinking about giving everything for Daming, helping his elder brother and eldest nephew sincerely, he ended up being punished by everyone.

Zhu Gaoyu felt a pain in his heart.

In all kinds of psychology and circumstances, Zhu Gaoyu has become the type he hates the most, a hypocrite who does everything for his ends.

When he was alone, he felt sick just looking at himself.

But no matter how disgusting you are, no matter how much you hate yourself, the road will eventually go on.

The dragon slayer eventually became an evil dragon. Since he has become an evil dragon, don't try to change his mind.

So he took this step and became a ruthless hypocrite who would do anything to achieve his goals.

As for the elder brother's lineage, he has already made plans to settle down well in the future, which may be the best compensation for them.

And under the leadership of himself and his descendants, Daming will go to greater glory. This is an explanation to the ancestors and the people.

As for myself, who is full of evil and notorious, let history and future generations scold me.

ps: After posting this one, the daily update will officially end. From now on, there will be a chapter of [-]-[-] words updated every day. After all, writing a book is just a personal hobby, and eating depends on real work.

If you still have a good impression of this book, I welcome you to continue to read it. If you feel that the behavior of this book is not in line with your personal values, I will also send you a warm farewell. The road is far away, and maybe the next book is destined for us to continue to meet .

Thanks to all the bosses for their support this month, the younger brother is very grateful, and I bow to thank you.

(End of this chapter)