"Why!"
After the ministers withdrew, Zhu Yunxi casually threw away the memorial in his hand and leaned on the throne, feeling tired.
Either it's okay, or it's all trouble.
There is war in Datong, and there is also war in Liaodong. North Korea is restless, and the fourth uncle is hostile to others.
Coins need to be issued, the postal reform project needs to be promoted in the north this year, canals need to be dredged, and official roads need to be repaired. Government schools, state schools, county schools in various places need to be built, etc. Countless things are suddenly being suppressed.
Come down.
"Tired!" Zhu Yunxi closed his eyes and rubbed his wrists, thinking to himself.
I opened my eyes and walked to the window. In the garden outside the window, pots of flowers were blooming beautifully under the early summer sunshine. They were like beautiful faces, making people unable to tire of looking at them.
"Your Highness!" Wang Shai changed Zhu Yunxi's hot tea and said with a smile, "You have been busy with official duties since morning, why not take a rest!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and walked to Zhu Yunxi's side, and smiled softly, "The beauties coming in from Goryeo are all for those who can sing and dance. Why don't you let them get ready? You..."
"Get out of here!" Zhu Yunxi raised his leg and kicked him, laughing and scolding, "You treacherous villain!"
Or how can we say that emperors have loved treacherous ministers since ancient times, because only treacherous ministers know what the king wants. It is sunny outside, and the palace is full of hard work. Who doesn’t want to live a relaxed life? With such a beautiful scenery, some grape wine and a luminous cup, let’s take a look
Singing and dancing......
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But laziness is an addictive poison, especially for the monarch. If the monarch is lazy, the country will be worried. If the monarch is lazy, the country will be worried.
"Exchange strong tea for me!" Zhu Yunxi stretched out, sat back on the throne, picked up a memorial, and suddenly smiled.
In the memorial of Huai Wang Zhu Yunwen, his wife was also pregnant, and he specially wrote a memorial to announce the good news. And not only the main concubine was pregnant, but also the side concubines around her were pregnant, a double happiness.
Looking at the blank space at the back of the memorial, there is no imperial approval from the old man, which proves that the old man does not know about this happy event.
At that moment, he temporarily put down his official duties, stood up and walked towards Fengtian Hall.
"Slave, please see Your Highness!"
As soon as Zhu Yunxi arrived outside the palace, Pu Bucheng greeted him and saluted.
"Get up! Where is Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi raised his head and walked inside and said, "Are you busy at this time?"
"Your Majesty is resting in the side hall. Your Highness, please come this way!"
Walking into the side hall, I saw the old man leaning on the soft couch, putting one foot in the arms of the female official Caiyun, letting the other party knead him, closing his eyes in comfort, and twitching his toes from time to time. There was also a palace maid beside him.
, is shaking the feather fan gently.
"Your grandson has a sore back and back after a long day, but you still have such a leisurely and elegant attitude!"
Zhu Yunxi secretly complained that the old man asked him to handle government affairs, presumably because he was lazy.
"My grandson has met Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi said loudly at the door.
"Huh?" The old man opened his eyes immediately, quickly took his feet out of Caiyun's arms, and said with a smile, "Here it comes! Sit down, sit down and talk!" After saying that, he looked at Caiyun who was covering up his collar, and his face turned red, "
Let her give us a pedicure!"
Who are you lying to?
Are there no tools required for manicure?
What should Caiyun use to repair his hands? Could it be a hard clamp?
"Grandpa Huang, the memorial from Prince Huai!" Seeing that he could not tell the truth, Zhu Yunxi handed over the memorial, "Princess Huai is happy, and he has written a note to announce the good news to Grandpa Huang. Please name her!"
"That's a good thing!" The old man squinted his eyes and smiled, looked at the memorial, and continued, "Hey, it's a double happiness! Okay, okay!" He said to Pu Bucheng, "Pick some nourishing medicinal materials from the inner treasury and give them as a reward.
Go to Huai'an. Also, choose some experienced palace servants to send over to serve you!"
"We don't have any use for those Korean beauties in the Sun'er Palace, why not reward them as well?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
Beauty is a disaster, and when you stay around, you always want to get rid of it. But how can he use so many things by himself? He might as well send them out, out of sight but out of mind.
"Last time, we paid tribute to your beauties from Korea and rewarded several uncles of yours, but you weren't happy yet. Why have you changed your temper now?" the old man said with a smile.
Zhu Yunxi smiled bitterly, "Grandfather, my grandson is busy with government affairs every day, so how can he be so relaxed and relaxed? Besides, beauty is a disaster, and my grandson is afraid that he will accidentally fall into the gentle land and don't want to come out!"
The old man sat upright on the soft couch, picked up the tea bowl and said, "You have to do so much work and you are tired! Your grandfather and I have been working for decades, and we have not been tired even if we work from dawn to dusk!"
"You are a holy king, how can my grandson compare with you!"
"Humph, don't fool us with your good words!" The old man smiled and continued, "We heard that the credentials you gave to the leader of North Korea were not very polite. Why did he offend you?"
Although Zhu Yunxi was asked to handle government affairs, the old man still did not relax. Not long after the incident, the news reached the old man's ears.
"I didn't mess with him either. My grandson just thinks that North Korea is hypocritical!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Hit him!"
"Damn it, those Koreans don't care about eating!" The old man took a sip of tea and said, "The people in that place are afraid of you if you are stronger than them. If you are weaker than them, they will bully you!
"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, "How does Grandpa Huang know?"
"We fought with them back then!" The old man leaned back comfortably, "When Tuotuo led his troops south to fight Zhang Shicheng, we had just occupied Chuzhou. We were afraid that he would destroy us too, so we led his troops to block him.
Damn, there are Koreans in the Yuan army in Dahe."
As he said that, the old man's expression was a little ferocious, "Damn it, those people are causing trouble along the way. They kill everyone they see and rob everything they see! There is a town called Waliang next to the town. Make this a good town and let them kill everyone and rob them.
All the women are caught in the military camp, taking turns causing trouble!"
"At that time, we were rebels. Sometimes we felt that the things our brothers did were already inhumane. But look at those Koreans, huh!"
When Nanjing fell in later generations, there were also these Koreans!
"Later, we led Geng Zaicheng, won three battles in a row, and captured more than a thousand Korean prisoners. I thought these murderous demon kings were all heroes who were not afraid of death, but when they saw that they couldn't defeat us, they knelt down and begged for mercy. What a mess!
He screamed, tears and nose were running all over the floor, and he had no ambition at all."
Zhu Yunxi listened and said, "What happened next?"
"Kill them!" The old man grabbed a piece of snack and threw it into his mouth. "Kill them all in the city, disembowel them, and expose their bodies in the wilderness!"
As he said that, the old man suddenly looked at Zhu Yunxi warily and continued, "Don't you still want to attack North Korea?"
Then, before Zhu Yunxi could speak, the old man frowned and said, "Grandson, that's an old story. It's too far away and it's too cold. If you occupy the imperial court, you have to repay it every year. It's not worth the gain!"
"My grandson thought of something else!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "The post office to post office will be implemented in the north this year. It's better to say that in other places, there are several military guards in Liaodong next to Peiping, and there are no civilians at all.
Mobilize.”
"Why don't we let some civilians from Korea help us build roads in the Ming Dynasty!"
"Not only can you build roads, but you can also build cities and fortresses. Wasn't it because Liaodong was too far away that you didn't set up Tieling Guards?"
"The people of our Ming Dynasty are precious. If you can't bear to use them, then use the Korean people!"
"Anyway, they were born in a bitterly cold place and they can't freeze to death!"
After listening to Zhu Yunxi's words, the old man thought deeply, "Isn't it a bit unpleasant for our Ming Dynasty that we didn't take the initiative to recruit the citizens of the vassal state?"
"What's so bad about it? Back then, Goryeo could help Dayuan send troops to fight, but now he can't help us with our work? Besides, it's not in vain!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Every year, the King of Goryeo pays tribute to a bunch of useless things.
, if he gives it to us as a commoner, we will exempt him from paying tribute!"
As he spoke, his face showed a bit of ferocity, "If he doesn't agree, let's have a good fight with him! Grandpa Huang, the fourth uncle's book said that the land of Liaodong is controlled by the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. But the soldiers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty,
Why do they violate our borders with Ming Dynasty every year, but don’t attack Korea?"
"Is there something fishy here?"
"Is it true that the Li family of Korea only worships the Ming Dynasty?"
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"On the road to Huai'an, the thieves fought tirelessly in Lizhuang, Si, and other prefectures. More than a thousand thieves from He and other states surrounded Huai'an City. They fought hard day and night, but they were defeated. The thieves came back, and were shot with several guns. They were all killed."——
"History of Goryeo: Biography of Choi Young"
I just came out of the operating room and am writing furiously with my head down. There will be more in a moment.
This chapter has been completed!