The battle between father and son, Wutian takes action

Late night, Jinling City.

The Five Emperors had already left, and Zhu Gaochi was sitting in the emperor's study reviewing the memorials. Even though it was already very late, he had not rested, and had not even eaten dinner. He had been busy dealing with things.

The new dynasty has just been established not long ago. Although his throne was established by the Five Emperors, the old officials of Jianwen and the people with ulterior motives hiding in the dark take into account the choice of the ancient Holy Lord and are unlikely to do evil things again.

, However, there are still many things that need to be arranged as soon as possible, so that the court can resume operation and manage government affairs as quickly as possible, otherwise it will be detrimental to the people.

"Your Majesty, would you like some porridge?" Zhu Gaochi's accompanying eunuch, now the chief eunuch of the palace, whispered to him.

Zhu Gaochi didn't look back and continued to review the memorial and said: "Put it there first."

"Your Majesty, if you don't drink it, the porridge will be cold," the eunuch said.

"When it gets cold, let someone warm it up."

"But...it has been done five times. Your Majesty, I know that you are concerned about state affairs, but you can't ignore your own body. Your body is the most important thing!" the eunuch advised Zhu Gaochi distressedly.

He grew up with Zhu Gaochi and knew Zhu Gaochi's character very well. Unlike that fool Zhu Yunwen, this one was a truly benevolent monarch. He was tolerant of his slaves, trusted his subordinates, and valued the people. The only thing he didn't like was his own health.

Too little attention.

Hearing the eunuch's words, Zhu Gaochi paused with the brush in his hand, then looked at him and the porridge in his hand, hesitated for a moment, sighed, put down the pen, and said, "Then take a sip."

Hearing this, the eunuch quickly smiled and brought the porridge over: "Your Majesty, come here and give it to you."

"Yeah." Zhu Gaochi hummed, took the porridge, drank it quickly, then handed the bowl back to the eunuch, picked up the pen again, and was about to continue reviewing the memorial, but at this time, a shout came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is here."

The Supreme Emperor?

Yes, Zhu Gaochi ascended the throne, and Zhu Di could not be the emperor, so he had no choice but to be the Supreme Emperor.

Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi put down the pen in his hand again, stood up and said, "Please come in, Your Majesty."

"yes."

Soon, Zhu Di, who had changed into the costume of the Supreme Emperor, walked in. The eunuch knelt down and kowtowed. Zhu Gaochi also walked over, bowed to him, and said respectfully: "Father."

"Yeah." Zhu Di replied angrily with his hands on his hips.

The throne that belongs to me has been occupied by this boy. I have never been an emperor before going directly to become the Supreme Emperor. Who can bear this? Naturally, it seems that the son in front of me feels unhappy.

He walked straight to Zhu Gaochi's seat and sat down. He glanced at the pile of memorials on the table as high as a mountain. A look of disgust flashed in his eyes. There were so many things. Then he looked at Zhu Gaochi again and said to him

He said: "Emperor, are you comfortable in this position?"

"When I return to my father, I can do something for the people of the world, and I will feel comfortable." Zhu Gaochi replied respectfully.

"Ha, you've already become the emperor, and you're still so fake. Come on, I'm not here to mess with you, but I'm here to ask for a job from you."

"Father, your words are serious. Father, please speak up."

Zhu Di sat up straight, looked at Zhu Gaochi and said: "The Beiyuan side is ready to move again. My spies have sent back news that there have been frequent exchanges between several of their tribes in recent days. I'm worried that they will take advantage of the civil strife in my Ming Dynasty that has just ended.

Soon, there will be a joint attack, and they plan to strike first and send troops to defeat them before they invade. In this way, you pass the order to the Ministry of War and ask them to prepare an army of 500,000 for you. I will go out in half a month to teach those people a lesson.

Help the foreign grandson!"

Hearing Zhu Di's words, Zhu Gaochi frowned.

Half a million troops?

"Why, you don't believe me, are you afraid that I will rebel against you this time and steal your throne?" Seeing Zhu Gaochi frowning, Zhu Di asked him with a cold look on his face and a slight chill in his heart.

Zhu Gaochi shook his head and explained: "That's not the case. My father rebelled because Jianwen forced me to do so. I consider myself filial to my father and have nothing wrong with myself. My father would not do this."

Hearing what his son said, Zhu Di felt much better and asked him, "Then what are you still hesitating about?"

Zhu Gaochi pursed his lips and replied to Zhu Di: "Father, our Ming Dynasty has just ended its civil strife and is not yet stable. Moreover, even in the war, soldiers and food have been lost too much, and the people's burden is too heavy. If fifty soldiers are dispatched at this time,

Tens of thousands of troops marched to Mobei, and the national treasury simply could not bear it."

"Huh? Do you mean to let those foreigners attack the Great Wall?" Zhu Di asked unhappily.

"No, I have also received the information from the spies. I have just issued an order for General Tie Xuan to lead one hundred thousand troops to the Great Wall to guard against the enemy's invasion."

"One hundred thousand, what's the use of it? There's no way to knock the opponent down!"

"Although the attack is insufficient, the defense is more than sufficient. It is best to wait for a while and wait until the Ming Dynasty recovers its national strength in a few years. Then we can send out troops to win without causing too much burden to the people!"

Zhu Gaochi said to Zhu Di.

"Humph, you are so shy. If you do this, will I, Ming, still lose my dignity?"

"Although we have not attacked the enemy, we have kept the enemy at bay. In the future, we will definitely win the battle and defeat the enemy. I think this is not a shame."

Zhu Di hesitated for a moment and then changed his words: "You don't need five hundred thousand, give me an army of three hundred thousand, and I can still defeat those foreign grandsons."

Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said: "The burden of an army of three hundred thousand is quite heavy for today's imperial court. It will not be able to bear it. It will take a few years to wait."

"An army of two hundred thousand is enough."

"With an army of 200,000 going out, the chance of winning is not high. If something unexpected happens, we will regret it unimaginably." Zhu Gaochi shook his head again.

"You!" Zhu Di quit, stood up, glared at Zhu Gaochi, and said to him: "You are so stubborn in settling accounts, how can you achieve great things like this?"

Zhu Gaochi raised his head and said seriously: "It's a very important matter, so you can't do it carefully. Father, now is really not a good time. Sending troops hastily will overburden the people, reduce the number of troops sent, and damage the chance of victory. It's better to wait a few years, like this

most."

"Ha, people, I keep saying it's for the people, my Zhu family was born in a rebellion, how come I still have a saint?" Zhu Di laughed.

Zhu Gaochi straightened his face and said: "My son is not a saint, but when I become an emperor, I must be an emperor. My life is upright. God allows me to be an emperor for a month and an emperor for a day. I also want to be an emperor for a day."

Let the world know that the person sitting in that position values ​​the world and all sentient beings more important than himself!"

Hearing Zhu Gaochi's words, Zhu Di squinted his eyes and looked at him without saying a word for a long time. Then, he suddenly laughed and said, "What a good emperor. No wonder your grandpa likes you, but he's just not like me."

After speaking, Zhu Di shook his head and walked outside.

"My son, I contradicted my father. Please forgive me. Father, please leave slowly." Zhu Gaochi saluted Zhu Di and respectfully sent him off.

After Zhu Di left, Zhu Gaochi sighed and continued to review the memorial.

At the same time, in the heavenly court, Wutian, who had closed his eyes for a long time, finally opened his eyes, raised his hands, and began to mobilize all the luck and magic power around him, and used the number of days to forcibly communicate with the way of heaven.

He wants to cut off the connection between Hongjun, who is trapped in chaos, and the ancient way of heaven, and then replace him and follow the way with his own body!
Chapter completed!