I became a mysterious person in textbooks after being pushed by the emperors

Chapter 4 I Shut Up Zhu Di
"Although I am not as powerful as Emperor Qin and Han, I should be considered qualified!"

The words appeared, and after Zhu Di thought for a moment, he opened his mouth to refute himself.

Although Zhu Di still had a hard time in his heart, knowing that there was a high probability that he would not be able to be designated as the emperor of the ages, but he would not admit that he was a sinner.

At least he felt that he had done a good job. In his hands, Daming was obviously stronger than in his father's hands. How could he be called a sinner?

If he is a sinner, it doesn't mean that it is wrong for him to snatch his nephew's throne, how can this be allowed.

Then his struggle for so many years is no longer a joke. How can he meet his father after he dies.

"Ha ha!"

"Let's go check on Du Niang"

"That's it, still want to struggle?!"

"I'll give you two words!"

"You said that Zheng He brought back enough money for the Northern Expedition, but this money is nothing more than spices. First, it did not solve the problem of Ming's currency shortage, and second, it could not be sustained. Third, it did not bring any improvement to Daming, and even squeezed it. .”

"During the Yongle Dynasty, Zhu Di took these spices and distributed them as salaries to hundreds of officials at the original price. They were distributed to soldiers. Forget about high-ranking officials. Everyone's family was very rich, but those low-level officials and soldiers flooded into the market in large numbers. , Good guy, your salary will be reduced by [-]% as soon as you get it. Life is a problem. Don't tell me that this is an inevitable sacrifice to build a prosperous age. If you say so, just pretend that I didn't say it."

"In addition, I will not talk about the discovery of the New World and the opening of the era of great navigation. Even if it is the tributary system, does Zhu Di understand? The so-called tributary system is even more haha."

"Da Ming, this is the Ming Dynasty, with a population of tens of millions, and it was the largest, most complete, and most powerful civilization in the world at that time. Not to mention other things, Zheng He's voyages to the West, as long as he brought Ming items to Nanyang, The West asked various places to take goods and exchange grain for large-scale dumping. The entire Nanyang and the Western social system were completely destroyed by the Ming Dynasty in less than 20 years. The Ming Dynasty was still afraid of the Little Ice Age and the South Vietnamese rebellion. Damn it. The whole Nanyang and Xiyang have to listen to Daming."

"As a result, all the big-ass countries came to the Ming Dynasty with some free things in exchange for a large amount of wealth. This is tribute, a measure of China's material resources, and the happiness of the country, right? Isn't this embarrassing to brag about?"

Jiang Chen sneered, and typed out the text again quickly.

Anyway, just one word "spray".

Although the tribute system is not Zhu Di's problem, it is a problem that has appeared in the Chinese civilization since the beginning.

The prototype is the Jifu system of ancient China.That is to say, the monarch of the Central Plains Dynasty was the co-owner of both internal and external services. The monarch conducted direct administrative management in the "internal services" of the kingdom, and the "external services" outside the directly controlled areas were ruled by the local rulers of these places entrusted by the Central Plains Dynasty. The inner and outer clothes protect each other.

It's not so much a benefit, it's more of a form.

This has been the case since ancient times.

But so what.

On the Internet, opinions and positions are always discussed, not right or wrong.

Jiang Chen didn't care about this.

After spraying, I feel comfortable.

After looking at the chat group that hadn't written for a long time, he got up and went to put some water on his little brother.

And at the same time.

Yongle time and space.

Zhu Di stared blankly at the words in front of him, completely bewildered.

For the first time, for the first time, he was completely denied by others.

Since the Jingnan period, as he continued to make achievements, he not only completed the Yongle ceremony, but also sent Zheng He to the West to promote the country's prestige, and after beating the Mongols so that they did not dare to go south to herd horses, he no longer had the original enthusiasm. Uneasy, some only have confidence.

He firmly believed that he was more suitable to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty than Zhu Yunwen.

After all, his performance is no worse than his father's. This is not comparable to Zhu Yunqi, who has lost his country in a few years.

However, at this moment, he was severely slapped in the face.

In a chat group, a mysterious group leader directly scolded him, telling him that everything he did was not worth mentioning, and was even a big mistake.

Instinctive anger spread.

However, in the words of the other party, he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Because he understood a lot of what the other party said, but he couldn't understand a lot of it at all.

For example, what is America and what is a great voyage.

Even if he wanted to refute, he didn't seem to know how to refute.

"I!"

Subconsciously opened his mouth, but Zhu Di didn't know how to express his heart.

In the end, Zhu Di's expression turned into a wry smile.

After a moment.

Zhu Di's thought moved, and a line of text appeared again.

modern.

rental room.

Just as Jiang Chen was sitting in front of the computer desk, a new text popped up in the Emperor's chat group.

"Sir, what should I do?"

Under Zhu Di's head portrait is a line of questioning sentences.

Seeing this sentence, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is down!"

Jiang Chen shook his head speechlessly, a little bored, he hasn't finished spraying completely yet.

But after thinking about it, I stopped complaining. Although there seemed to be only two history novices in the group, I felt like I was a novice if I talked too much.

After all, Emperor Yongle was not really a sinner.

So he pondered for a while, and then spoke.

"Okay, I just exaggerated. Zhu Di is naturally not a sinner. You are too unreliable. I started to deny myself after just two sentences. If Zhu Di finds out that you are playing Emperor Yongle, he may copy your ten clans. The heart is there.”

"As for what Emperor Yongle can do, there are many things he can do!"

"Didn't I just say that you can discover the New World? The Americas have thousands of kilograms of grain per acre. Even if you just open up the Eurasian maritime silk, it will be enough for the Ming Dynasty to make a lot of money. You must know that in European silk and porcelain, there are also Spices are equivalent to gold in Europe, and they are giving Europe a little impact on Confucianism, tsk tsk, don’t be too good.”

"No matter what happens, the island country next door, Shijian, can produce millions of taels of silver every year. Just kill them and take away their silver. Isn't it better than anything else?"

"There is also Luzon in South Asia, which seems to be rich in gold. You can also get it."

Jiang Chen typed out the text and immediately opened the chat group.

When it comes to online bragging, the most important thing is to meet an opponent and a good talent. No matter how bad things are, it is interesting to meet someone who can fight to the end. This kind of one-sided massacre suddenly lost a lot of his interest.

It's just that Jiang Chen left, Zhu Di looked at Jiang Chen's words in front of him, but suddenly became excited.

That's right, excited.

At this moment, his eyes were only on the information about Europe, America, island countries, and Luzon in Jiang Chen's few lines of text. He even blocked the information about Jiang Chen admitting him.

(End of this chapter)