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

Chapter 57 Father and Son Play Right, Discuss Ming and Tang Dynasties!

"It's useless for the common people in this prosperous age to talk about it, but it's useless for the emperor and scholar-bureaucrats!"

Empress Xu, who was eating gracefully, was also attracted by these words. She put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped her lips lightly, and couldn't help repeating it.

Swallowing the steamed bun in his mouth, Zhu Gaoyu lay on the old man's case, looked at the old man who was lost in thought, and asked, "Father, what is a prosperous age?"

The old man raised his head slightly, and replied: "There is no worry about foreign enemies, no suffering from hunger, no injury from cold, the old has something to depend on, the young has to be educated, the men are diligent, the women are virtuous, the king is benevolent, the ministers obey the law, no greed, no killing, no evil, no lawbreakers, this is a prosperous age!"

Empress Xu smiled, yearning for that prosperous world in her heart.

Zhu Gaoyu clapped his hands and nodded, and asked again: "Is my Ming Dynasty considered a prosperous age?"

"That's when..." The old man was about to say yes, but seeing his son's serious eyes, he sighed and shook his head.

"I don't know."

Zhu Gaoyu asked again, "How does it compare with the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

The old man pondered for a moment, then shook his head again.

"I haven't experienced the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, so I don't know where to compare it."

Zhu Gaoyu asked again: "How does that compare with the Song Dynasty?"

Hearing that Zhu Gaoyu compared Daming with the weak Song, the old man laughed with disdain.

"None of the scholar-bureaucrats in the Manchu Dynasty is a man, how can they be qualified to compare with my great Ming?"

"My Great Ming..."

"But they have money."

Just as the old man was about to brag about Daming, Zhu Gaoyu's words made the old man speechless for an instant.

Yes, although the Song Dynasty was weak, they were rich.

After paying the compensation, give New Year's coins to those foreign races, and they are still very rich.

The old man sometimes thinks that the land of the Ming Dynasty is larger than that of the Song Dynasty, and the population is also larger. Although the chaos at the end of the Yuan Dynasty has passed, the economy is also recovering rapidly.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why is the Song Dynasty so rich and the Ming Dynasty so poor that it can hardly afford food? What is the problem?
Now seeing his son's serious appearance, it seems that he wants to communicate with himself.

The old man is not someone who can't listen to persuasion, and he has wanted someone to talk to more than once.

However, except for Empress Xu, everyone was in awe and fear of him, not to mention having a heart-to-heart conversation with him, and they didn't dare to say a few words.

When the other three sons saw him, they were like a mouse seeing a cat. They didn't even dare to fart, let alone communicate with him intimately.

Just when the old man felt that he was lonely and no one understood him, the fourth son, who had always been playing around, suddenly had a serious discussion with him about the past and the present.

Although his son's words made him a little shocked, he was extremely excited in his heart.

After so many years, a son finally had a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"sit!"

The old man was very solemn. Not only did he sit up straight, but he also stretched out his hand to signal Zhu Gaoyu to sit down.

Empress Xu also asked people to take away the tableware, took paper and pen, and planned to write down the conversation between the father and son herself.

Seeing the two men who were sitting seriously facing each other and quietly watching Biyu cooking tea, Empress Xu had a smile on her lips, and her heart was full of relief.

The child has finally grown up.

After Biyu put the sprayed tea in front of the father and two, and retreated to Empress Xu to grind it, Zhu Gaoyu took a sip of tea and started a formal exchange.

"Father, you have always been compared with Taizong Li Shimin in your heart, and you feel that you have the same experience as him, and you are no worse than him."

"But today my son is going to say something disrespectful."

"At present, compared with Emperor Taizong Li Shimin's Zhenguan rule, we are not only a thousand miles away, but also a thousand feet away."

"Let's not talk about other things first, let's talk about the government's finances. My Ming Dynasty is more than a step behind the Tang Dynasty."

"That's right, they did inherit the property of the Sui Dynasty, but we can't ignore their own efforts to develop."

"From ancient times to modern times, Tang has been rich and powerful, and few countries can compare with it. This is an indisputable fact, and it is also the existence we look up to and pursue."

"As for the reason, you, who have been the emperor for so many years, must know in your heart that it is nothing more than some policies formulated by grandpa that caused all this to happen."

"However, due to some pressure, you can't change these. You can only try your best to make up for the loopholes."

"But what's the result." Zhu Gaoyu spread his hands, "There are some changes, but the fundamentals still cannot be shaken."

At the beginning, the old man was silent.

As the emperor grew longer, he discovered that some of the systems established by his father had great hidden dangers.

But at the beginning, he rebelled under the banner of Zhu Yunwen destroying the ancestral system. If he wanted to ask for a change, wouldn't he be slapping himself in disguise.

It's not enough to change the rules with Zhu Yunwen, you can do it with Zhu Di, this double standard is too shameless.

Due to some pressure and his own reputation, the old man knew that there were problems with some systems, so he could only choose to temporarily put them aside, or use other methods to make up for them.

The issue of the ancestral system was a hurdle for all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Gaoyu could also understand his father's difficulties, so he stopped talking about this topic and talked about other aspects.

"This is only in terms of economy. In terms of foreign wars, my Ming Dynasty is also far behind them."

"At the time of Zhenguan, none of the countries around the Tang Dynasty dared to speak up."

"Each of the generals of the Tang Dynasty could lead an army to fight in all directions. In the Tang Dynasty, the generals who had never destroyed the country were ashamed to call themselves famous generals."

"As for me, Daming, those who can lead the army alone, the old and the dead, the current Daming, who was tossed about by the grandfather's few cases, coupled with the Jingnan that you launched later, the military generals are almost out of control."

"My father-in-law and Uncle Zhu Neng were supposed to be your right and left arms, but the heavens are jealous of talents, and they all died."

"In the entire imperial court, there are countless generals, but there are only a few handsome and talented people."

"This has to force you, father, to lead the army to the north to conquer the barbarians with the emperor's body and old age."

"The emperor's personal conquest sounds very encouraging, but this is a fact that no one in the court can dispute."

Hearing these words, the old man's eyebrows were full of sadness.

That's right, he doesn't like fighting so much, he also wants to accompany his wife and enjoy the emperor's life.

But there were dissatisfied people around, and Zhang Fu and the others could only take care of one side, and he could only put on armor to fight against the northern barbarian enemies.

Sometimes he thought, if he had a series of famous generals like Li Jing, Li Ji, Li Xiaogong, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, etc. like Li Shimin, how could he be so tired.

The old man felt that he was not as good as his father.

His father and Xu Da and the others, he had Zhu Neng who was able to handle him, but he died a few years after he took the throne.

Thinking about it is depressing.

Zhu Gaoyu poured a cup of tea for the old man, and continued to preach:

"In terms of officials in the Tang Dynasty, I can't compare with Ming Dynasty. Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng, Changsun Wuji, etc. can rule the people when they get off their horses, and kill the enemy when they are on horses. They are all capable of writing and martial arts, and they are all talents for governing the world."

Hearing this, the old man felt sour in his heart, and couldn't help being envious.

How lucky is Li Shimin to have so many famous generals, commanders, and ministers accompanying him.

Not noticing the old man's expression, Zhu Gaoyu pointed behind him, hating him for not arguing: "But look at the civil servants and bureaucrats in my Ming court, can they still hold a sword? How much have they read in the art of war?"

"To put it bluntly, apart from books and beautiful concubines, I'm afraid they can't even carry a bucket of water."

"As for the strategy of war, it is estimated that they didn't even read a few words. All their ghostly thoughts were focused on intrigue, power struggle, corruption and bribery, and defrauding the people."

"Besides the imperial court, in the country of foreign countries, our Ming Dynasty is even more incomparable."

"Emperor Taizong Li Shimin experienced the Weishui alliance, and won the counterattack in only four years. The enemy's leader, Jieli, was reduced to a dancer of the Tang Dynasty. He was pulled out for dancing and music at every grand ceremony."

"Looking back at my Ming Dynasty, how many years have passed since the Mongolian Yuan retreated to the grasslands. The north is still the north of those barbarians. Every year, they harass my Ming Dynasty border, kill my people, humiliate my subjects, and plunder my food and property."

The old man clenched his fists, he fantasized about standing shoulder to shoulder with Li Shimin more than once, but now it seems so ridiculous.

Looking at his father's unwilling eyes, Zhu Gaoyu said seriously: "Father, it's better not to lose face, but to slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat, that's what makes people laugh."

"Perhaps no one dares to say anything out of fear of your majesty now. But countless years later, those descendants will definitely point to the history books and ridicule: Yongle, who dares to compare with Tian Khan, is really ridiculous."

The old man's face darkened, but he didn't get angry, and looked at Zhu Gaoyu quietly.

"Father, face is earned by ourselves, not by bragging. We admit we are inferior, but we don't admit defeat. My son won't believe it anymore. We father and son are of the same heart, and if you give it back to you, you won't be able to win the title of emperor through the ages!"

"We must let the descendants of future generations, who have enough to eat and have nothing to do, look at the history books of the Yongle Dynasty, look at your great achievements, and praise them with admiration."

"The emperors of ancient and modern times, who can be called the same emperor through the ages, are the first emperor and Yong Leer!"

(End of this chapter)