Reborn Ming Dynasty as Emperor

Chapter 530

Zhu Youxiao is very satisfied with the current appearance of Daming under his rule. Although people's lives are busy, they are thriving. People in every class are under pressure, but they also have hope.

I don't know when, snow has already fallen from the silver sky, and the cotton and wadding are falling on the top of the city along with the withered yellow sycamore leaves.

At this time, Yu Jia had just arrived outside the palace city, and his bicycle passed by in a blink of an eye. Zhu Youxiao looked back, but it was the royal family's children who had returned from school and were about to go home.

Since Zhu Youxiao moved the vassal kings back to the capital, they were all placed around Miyagi, and ordered the Ministry of Industry to build a palace for the princes to live in, and at the same time establish a religious school, so that these clan vassal princes and princes could go to school.

Today, Zhu Youxiao returned to Beijing with his royal driver, Luanyi, because he was ordered to meet him, and everything was kept simple, so only the vassal king and civil and military officials of the jue came out of the city to meet him.

Moreover, Zhu Youxiao ordered the young disciples of the clan not to come to welcome them on the grounds that they should not delay their studies, so it was only at this time that they could see these disciples of the clan boldly riding bicycles past the foot of Miyagi.

In recent years, bicycles have become favorites of wealthy children, especially those who are enrolled in school. They are the most dazzling when they pass by the Ming Dynasty version of "Eight Alleys" full of red sleeves.

These clan children are no exception, but seeing this, Zhu Youxiao also remembered the scene when he was in middle school wearing a jacket and jeans and staring at his bicycle speeding past under the old city wall.

"Seventh Uncle, is that your Yulang?" Zhu Youxiao turned to look at a middle-aged man, Zhu Changying, King Gui. Zhu Changying is the seventh son of Wanli and Zhu Changluo's half brother, so Zhu Youxiao called him his uncle. Among the vassal kings, Zhu Changying has a cowardly personality, but he is excellent in mathematics and science. He is still in charge of the household affairs and is in charge of major auditing matters.

Zhu Changying bowed respectfully and replied: "Returning to Your Majesty, it is Gouzi Youlang, Gouzi has a bad personality, and the driver is here, but he doesn't get out of the car and rings the bell to make a lot of noise. It's really a mistake. Please punish him."

"Hey, my brother, why bother so much. Besides, this is already in the imperial city, even at home, the rules don't have to be too strict. I tell you, Youlang, so you can study well and help me pacify Myanmar in the future."

Zhu Youlang, Zhu Youxiao naturally knew that he was the last emperor of Ming Dynasty—Emperor Yongli.

Although Emperor Yongli's talents were not outstanding, he was not bad either, and he was easy-going, not sticking to conventions, and knew the pros and cons of loyalty and treachery. It was precisely because of this that he was able to resist in Yunnan with the assistance of Li Dingguo, Ai Nengqi, and Liu Wenxiu. If the Qing army lived for many years, it was a pity that the situation was over and they had to flee to Burma. They were betrayed by Burma and gave Yongli to Wu Sangui, causing Yongli's younger brother to be hanged to death by Wu Sangui.

It can be said that Myanmar is also responsible for the death of Emperor Yongli.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Youxiao said that Zhu Youlang would pacify Myanmar for him in the future. Although it is just a joke now, who knows, he will not predict things with a word in the future.

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The snow got smaller and bigger, and white flowers began to float on the scarlet robe. The rhombus-shaped ice crystals were like magical runes engraved on the fine silk thread, and they were drawn into nothingness with the touch of a hand. Zhu Youxiao ordered the sedan chair to stop , entered the palace on foot.

The red carpet went straight to the red wall, and ice crystals were already piled up under the red wall.

The deacon of the canopy is fully spread out, big men in brocade clothes are lined up on both sides, the sound of the horn is sounded, and the crackling of the whip hits the gold bricks, making the royal dignity even more solemn. From the discomfort of coming here at the beginning, to now, Zhu Youxiao There is a comfort of coming home.

The palace gates opened one after another, the princes and officials had retreated, but the empress and concubines came out at this time, all of them showed joy as they looked forward to it.

Before he knew it, Zhu Youxiao didn't expect that he had so many concubines, not only that, but also several children.

The oldest of these innocent children is no more than ten years old, and the youngest is still in their infancy.

Except for the eldest prince Zhu Cijiong who was a bit calm and mature, the second prince Zhu Cirong ran cutely on the carpet with his little hands in his mouth, but was hugged back by his nanny.

Principal Zhu You was not allowed to come forward, touching and hugging one by one, except for Zhu Cijiong, the eldest son of the emperor, who was a little introverted and not very close to him because he was not very friendly with Xu Fu before, the rest were all smiling and smiling. non-stop.

The inspector has been traveling for a year, and after returning to the palace, he must irrigate some rain and dew with the concubines and sprinkle some seeds of love. There is no need to elaborate on the secrets during the process.

However, now that winter is quietly approaching, it is time to recharge your body, so Zhu Youxue also restrained himself, and only moved back to Qianqing Palace for a few days to sleep, and because he had been away from Beijing for a year, he had a lot of backlogs. Less redundancies, and even more careless about enjoying the life of the emperor.

Almost worked overtime with a few cabinet ministers to deal with the backlog of memorials. After basically understanding the basic national conditions of the entire world today, Zhu Youxiao ordered a big uprising. Look at him, the civil and military officials at the center of the empire. them.

It is common for Zhu Youxiao to go to court. Unlike before, when he was fooled or frightened by a group of cunning old bureaucrats like monkeys, now he has the real power of life and death. Can be able to do not get angry and prestige, play with ease, and play with these courtiers between applause.

The ruler and the ministers constitute the power system of imperial rule. Both cooperate and struggle. In the past, the ministers suppressed the emperor, but now the emperor suppresses the ministers. However, the contradictions have also been significantly reduced, and they are basically not as rigid as before.

Zhu Youxiao could tell that his courtiers had gained a lot of weight, and many of them were young Jinshi who had been recruited in the eighth year of the apocalypse. It can be blown down, but now many of them are already potbellied, and they don't know how much ice and charcoal they have collected to raise so much fat.

When the country is rich, not only the common people can have enough to eat, but even the officials are more competitive for glory and luxury, eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and indulge in martial arts and neglect self-care.

However, some skinny people can be seen here, many of them are thinner than before, even to the point of skinny, such as Zou Yingquan, the Minister of Taipusi, even when Zhu Youxiao just looked at him, he suddenly Trembling frantically, he hastily took out the cigarette soil in his sleeve to light it for smoking.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help shouting: "Presumptuous!"

Zou Yingquan, Minister of the Taipu Temple, was so frightened that he suddenly raised his head, and the smoke and soil in his hand fell to the ground together with the kindling, and he knelt down quickly and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I really can't control it." Speaking of this, Zou Yingquan couldn't help picking up the cigarettes and wanting to smoke without waiting for Zhu Youjia's permission.

"Drag it, cut it!"

　I’m really sorry, I’ve been interrupted for a few days, and my thoughts are almost broken. I will write a chapter tonight to organize my thoughts. Thank you book friends for rewarding me after I stopped updating. Thank you for your company. There will be bigger moves, so stay tuned

　　
　
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