Chapter One Thousand Six Hundred and Twenty Seven: The Privileges of the Suzerain Country
Zhu Biao thought for a while and looked up at Han Du, "What do you think?"
Han Du quickly straightened up and leaned slightly towards Zhu Biao, "The only thing in the world that can threaten the Ming Dynasty is the Timur Empire. Now that it is experiencing civil strife, it can be said to be the best opportunity for the Ming Dynasty."
"Continue." Zhu Biao placed his hands on both sides of the dragon chair and listened carefully.
"Timur's four sons all wanted to compete for the throne, but they didn't realize Ming's role in this matter. So"
"So I have to remind them!" Zhu Biao had guessed what Han Du wanted to say and excitedly interjected.
Han Du smiled softly and nodded. "What the emperor said is timely. As the sovereign state of Timur, Ming Dynasty has the right to canonize Khan. As long as the emperor sends someone to contact them, no one will refuse."
When Timur's empire was strong, it didn't take the Ming Dynasty seriously at all, and naturally it would not recognize the power of the Ming Dynasty's suzerainty.
But at this moment, after this civil strife, everyone knew that the Timurid Empire could not defeat the Ming Dynasty.
So when faced with Ming's canonization, even if they didn't want to agree, they had to agree!
Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and said calmly, "Timur has four sons, who do you think the Ming Dynasty should choose to inherit the throne?"
"Of course I have to choose one, the stupid one."
Zhu Biao raised his head and looked at Han Du, and suddenly they both burst into laughter. It seemed that they both thought of the same thing.
If the next generation of a huge empire like Tamerlane is a wise and powerful leader, it will be able to recover in less than twenty years, and it will not be impossible to conquer the East again by then.
To completely eliminate this hidden danger, the best way is to select the most stupid person.
"Who do you think we should choose?" Zhu Biao asked again.
Han Du smiled and shook his head, "I have only met Tamerlane's fourth son, but not the other three. But from what I can see, no matter who I choose, I cannot choose the fourth prince Shaharul."
"Oh?" Zhu Biao said, "Is this guy pretty good?"
Han Du nodded, "Being able to hold off my ministers for several months with a fortress is considered a capable person."
Zhu Biao nodded slightly, and then said, "Come here, call Fu An and Chen Wende into the palace."
Fu An and Chen Wende were trapped in Timur for several years together, and they had a fateful friendship.
After returning to the capital, the relationship between the two was not estranged, but became closer. After they left their jobs, they often wandered around the capital together. Sometimes they would find a restaurant and even go to Jiaofangsi.
They are together and can be said to be inseparable.
"Your Majesty Fu'an"
"Chen Wende"
"Meet the Emperor."
Zhu Biao raised his hand slightly and said, "Sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After the two men stood up, Zhu Biao raised his head and asked, "Timur is dead, and his four sons are vying for the throne."
Zhu Biao stood up as he spoke and walked up to the two of them, "You also know that Timur's empire is very powerful. If it continues to grow, it will be a thorn in the side of Ming Dynasty."
"You have been with Timur for many years, and I would like to ask your opinion. Of the four sons of Timur, which one should Ming support to ascend to power, which would be most beneficial to Ming?"
"Third son Milansha!" Fu An and Chen Wende said in unison.
Zhu Biao glanced at the two of them in surprise, and said with a faint smile, "What's the reason?" After Fu An and Chen Wende looked at each other, Fu An bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Milansha was also brave and good at fighting, but since he fell from his horse,
After coming down"
Fu An pointed to his temple, "There was something wrong with his head, and he has always been crazy. If he is not crazy, with Timur's love for him, the position of Great Khan will definitely be his."
Zhu Biao was very moved when he heard that Timur's original successor had something wrong with his brain. Is there any leader who would be more beneficial to the Ming Dynasty?
After a pause, Zhu Biao looked at Fu An and the two of them, "Okay! I don't want to bother you two. I would like to ask you two to go to Timur again for the Ming Dynasty. I wonder if you are willing?"
Fu An and Chen Wende immediately paid their respects and said, "I am willing to die for the Emperor!"
Although when they fled the Timur Empire, they both swore in their hearts that they would never go to the Timur Empire again in their lives. However, what they feared at first was Timur himself. Now that Timur is dead,
They are not afraid of other people.
Secondly, although the emperor was asking, could they really refuse? Since they couldn't refuse, they might as well agree generously and give the emperor an impression that they were smart and capable.
"You are going as envoys of the Ming Dynasty. Don't state your purpose first. It is best to see if there is any opportunity to gain benefits for the Ming Dynasty." Han Du's words were much more direct. If there were some words that were not suitable for Zhu Biao's words, they must be
It's up to you to say it.
"Yes, I will bear in mind your father's instructions." Fu An and Chen Wende bowed their hands towards Han Du and said respectfully.
They were able to successfully escape from Timur's empire because Handu captured Yilibaili City. After all, Handu had a life-saving grace for them.
"Well, you have been trapped in Timur for many years, and now you have just
Not long after you come back, I want you to leave home again. Let's do this, I will give you a month, you can enjoy yourself in the capital, and then set off."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Both of them were very touched that the emperor could care about them so considerately.
"You guys go back and prepare first." Zhu Biao waved his hand and asked the two of them to leave.
Then he looked at Han Du and saw that he had no intention of resigning, so he asked, "What? Are you okay?"
Han Du sighed and nodded, "Yes."
Then he took out a memorial from his arms, "Chen Di and others are reporting that they want to return to their hometown."
Zhu Biao took the memorial from Wang Yue, glanced at it lightly, and then threw it on the imperial case.
"Are all these people who resigned their jobs going to leave?"
"Everyone is leaving." Han Du replied.
"Then let them go." Zhu Biao said with an indifferent attitude.
If he still had some regrets when the imperial court was stumbling at the beginning? Now, after all the imperial ministries are able to perform their respective duties and handle government affairs well, he has a dispensable attitude towards people like Chen Di.
"Don't you think it's strange, Your Majesty? So many people want to leave the capital." Han Du was very confused about this. "The capital is the most prosperous place in the world. I don't know how many people want to stay in the capital but they can't.
, they want to leave instead?"
Zhu Biao shook his head slightly. He didn't see it that way. In his opinion, Chen Di and others had completely lost their face this time. If they continued to stay in the capital, where would their face go?
On the contrary, they left the capital and returned to their hometown, which was unexpected by Zhu Biao.
"What's the problem? Are they going to the same place?" Zhu Biao smiled lightly.
Han Du shook his head vigorously, "That's not true. They go anywhere. They are indeed going back to their hometowns."
"Isn't that good? Let them go." Zhu Biao made a decision.
Although Han Du had always had a bad feeling in his heart, since he couldn't think of anything wrong, Zhu Biao's words were not unreasonable.
"Okay, I obey."
After Han Du withdrew, Zhu Biao sat quietly on the dragon chair and fell into deep thought.
Wang Yue saw Zhu Biao sitting motionless. As time went by, he worried that something was wrong with Zhu Biao, so he quickly stepped forward and reminded him softly, "Your Majesty?"
"Huh?" Zhu Biao suddenly came back to his senses.
Seeing Wang Yue's worried expression, he explained, "Oh~ I'm a little distracted."
"Your Majesty, you have been working too hard recently. Please take care of your dragon body. Thank you very much."
You need more rest!" Wang Yue bowed his fat body.
Zhu Biao smiled faintly and waved his hand, "I'm fine, get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." After Wang Yue stood up, he took a step back and quietly stood by Zhu Biao's side.
Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and sighed, "They finally have a battle with my king and my ministers."
"My slave is here."
"Pass the decree to reward Chen Di with a thousand taels of gold and a hundred pieces of silk. Let the others also reward him one by one according to their rank."
"The servants obeyed the order, and the emperor's kindness was so great. They will definitely be grateful."
"Go ahead."
Chen Di sold all the properties in the capital and left the capital with more than a dozen carriages.
Ten Mile Pavilion.
Chen Di, Bao Zhao, Yan Zhen and others gathered here and talked to each other.
Yan Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chen, why don't you just cross the river and have to go back to your hometown first?"
Chen Di shook his head slightly, stopping Yan Zhen from continuing. Then he lowered his voice and explained, "Now everyone's attention is on us, so we have to be cautious."
Yan Zhen said disapprovingly, "We have resigned, who will pay attention to us? The emperor even sent people to deliver rewards. It seems that he has no plans to see us off."
Chen Di did not dare to be so relaxed as Yan Zhen, and sneered, "Others may not care about us, but believe it or not, I dare to bet you that Han Du will definitely be watching our every move now!"
"Handu!"
When mentioning Han Du, both Yan Zhen and Bao Zhao had gnashing of teeth.
At the same time, I also agree with Chen Di that it is not impossible to keep an eye on them with Han Du's insidiousness.
"Take care of yourself!"
"treasure!"
"treasure!"
In an instant, the three of them lost interest in continuing to talk. They simply stood up and said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.
Han Du was riding on horseback, standing on a hillside with a telescope and carefully observing Chen Di and others as they went their separate ways. He reluctantly put down the telescope until the three of them could no longer be seen.
"I always feel uneasy. Is it really not the three of them? Then who else could it be?"
A few days later, the cabinet received a letter from Tang Ding reporting that the Ming army had wiped out all the Japanese resistance, but the remaining Japanese had fled into the mountains and forests. It was very difficult to completely wipe out the Japanese, so Tang Ding asked the court for support.
Zhu Biao looked at the report sent by Han Du and sighed, "In a short period of time, 300,000 troops were transferred from the Beijing camp. Where are the troops left to go to the Japanese country now?"