After giving these instructions, Zhu Hongyu had no intention of continuing to play with his children.
He kept pacing in place, worry visible to the naked eye on his face.
To be honest, Zhu Hongyu's views on Zheng Chenggong are very complicated.
Although Zheng Chenggong is a national hero, he also has many shortcomings. He has a bad temper, likes party fighting, and often does things selfishly.
But it is undeniable that in the years following the Chongzhen Year, he was indeed the most important leader of the anti-Qing forces.
It can be regarded as the white jade pillar holding the sky in the southeast of the Ming Dynasty, and the purple golden beam framing the sea.
When they first met, Zhu Hongyu admired Zheng Chenggong very much.
Because, at that time, his impression of Zheng Chenggong came entirely from history, from the tall, upright and radiant image in the history books.
However, later on, as the two people cooperated in depth, they spent more time together.
Out of a monarch's instinct, Zhu Hongyu began to be somewhat suspicious of Zheng Chenggong's power and strength, fearing that he would threaten him.
But with the passage of time, now, Zheng Chenggong has used his own performance to completely dispel Zhu Hongyu's suspicion of him.
The relationship between the two can now be regarded as a model of harmony between the king and his ministers!
Zhu Hongyu values Zheng Chenggong very much.
Now, Zhu Hongyu found it hard to accept that Zheng Chenggong was suddenly seriously ill.
Zhu Hongyu didn't have to wait long, and soon a young eunuch came to report.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital was invited to Prince Yanping's Mansion and consulted with Prince Yanping."
"According to the judgment of the imperial doctors, King Yanping must have suffered a cerebral hemorrhage..."
"The cause of the disease is alcoholism and emotional agitation."
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became very ugly.
Cerebral hemorrhage is a disease that is not easy to cure, let alone in this era, even in future generations!
It is also a sudden disease with a high mortality rate!
However, if it was a cerebral hemorrhage, Zhu Hongyu could understand why Zheng Chenggong suddenly fell ill.
According to historical records, Zheng Chenggong himself suffered from severe headaches, which was probably due to severe cardiovascular disease.
Normally he is fine, but every time he gets angry due to his bad temper, his symptoms will flare up.
This is all recorded in history books.
Over the years, although Tai Hospital has been treating Zheng Chenggong, the best they can do is alleviate the symptoms, but cannot cure it.
According to the news reported below, after yesterday's military parade, Zheng Chenggong returned to his residence and held a banquet.
The banquet lasted all night and ended the next morning. Zheng Chenggong stayed up all night and got extremely drunk!
Then I had a cerebral hemorrhage!
Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then spoke.
"Send the order and let the Imperial Hospital do their best to treat them. If you need any medicinal materials, you can go to the royal medicine storehouse to get them..."
"Forget it, I'd better go to Prince Yanping's Mansion myself!"
Zhu Hongyu planned to visit Zheng Chenggong in person because he knew how high the mortality rate of cerebral hemorrhage was.
Even in later generations, mortality rates of 30 to 40% are no joke.
Especially now!
According to the report below, Zheng Chenggong's illness came very quickly and was very serious.
Zhu Hongyu felt that if he didn't take the opportunity to visit Zheng Chenggong now, he might not even be able to see him for the last time.
After saying that, Zhu Hongyu turned around and left, and then gave instructions to the little eunuch beside him.
"Send someone to inform Concubine Zheng that King Yanping is seriously ill and ask her to come with me to visit!"
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The rubber tires pressed against the cement road, coupled with spring shock absorbers, made Zhu Hongyu's Yucha ride very smoothly.
In the car, Zhu Hongyu was sitting upright, frowning, and the expression on his face was a little solemn.
Opposite him, Zheng Xuan was holding her daughter Zhu Yingxue in her arms, wiping tears from time to time.
The eyes are red!
Obviously, she had learned about her father's current condition from Zhu Hongyu.
Although Zhu Hongyu knew that Zheng Chenggong must be in a bad state now, he still comforted Zheng Xuan.
"Xuan'er, you don't have to worry too much!"
"I have already ordered the Tai Hospital to do their best to treat Lao Taishan."
"I believe that the lucky people in Lao Taishan have their own destiny, and they will definitely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune."
While speaking, Zhu Hongyu reached out and patted Zheng Xuan's shoulder gently, then with a slight force, he took her into his arms and held her gently.
The car drove out of the imperial city and headed all the way to the Yanping Palace.
Only when the car was halfway, a group of fast horses came running in the distance, heading straight towards the car.
The fast horse stopped in front of the carriage, and a young eunuch got off his horse, ran all the way to Zhu Hongyu's carriage, and opened his mouth to report.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the Yanping Palace that the prince...the prince has passed away!"
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, his eyes widened instantly and he yelled.
"Nonsense! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Do you know what you're talking about?!"
After hearing this, Zheng Xuan's face was instantly filled with disbelief.
However, she soon realized that what this young eunuch said must be true.
Because no one dares to joke with the emperor about this kind of thing!
The next moment, big tears slid down her cheeks.
Even the little girl in her arms started crying along with her mother after being confused for a while.
When the little eunuch who came to report saw this scene, he knelt down with a bang and spoke.
"Slave...Slave, every word is true. How dare I deceive Your Majesty?!"
Zhu Hongyu heard this and said nothing more.
With an ugly face, he stepped out of the car directly, took the horse's rein from a guard on the side, and got on the horse.
Then he rode straight towards the Yanping Palace.
"I will go to Prince Yanping's Mansion first to have a look, and the imperial driver will follow later!"
"..."
After saying that, he whipped up and left.
A cavalryman from the Praetorian Guard quickly rode up and followed closely behind the emperor.
The team of drivers also set off and rushed towards the Yanping Palace, but their speed was obviously much faster than before.
The sound of the horseshoe hitting the ground is very obvious.
Zhu Hongyu galloped all the way to the outside of Prince Yanping's Mansion. At this time, the middle door of Prince Yanping's Mansion was wide open, and people were constantly coming in and out.
Several servants with white cloths tied around their heads were busy hanging white sails and white lanterns on the plaque.
Even standing at the door, you can hear faint cries coming from the deep courtyard!
Zhu Hongyu got off his horse, then strode towards the mansion surrounded by a group of guards.
The servants inside and outside the palace gate saw someone riding a horse and came to the palace gate, and originally wanted to stop him.
But when they saw that the emperor was coming, they stepped aside one by one and bowed.
"See Your Majesty!"
"Your majesty, congratulations!"
But Zhu Hongyu completely ignored these people and strode towards the palace.
As he went deeper and deeper into the palace, the crying sounds in his ears became more and more obvious.
The expression on Zhu Hongyu's face was very sad, and he strode all the way to Zheng Chenggong's bedroom.
At this time, there was a large crowd of people kneeling inside and outside Zheng Chenggong's bedroom.
There are records of Zheng Chenggong's family, as well as Zheng's servants and servants.
The faces of these people were all filled with sadness, and many of them had expressions of hesitation.
Zheng Chenggong's death was undoubtedly like the sky falling to them.
Because Zheng Chenggong is the pillar of the Zheng family and the backbone of the Zheng family.
Now that the pillars have collapsed and the core has been fractured, how can they not feel hesitant?
More importantly, the prestige of the heir to the Yanping Palace, Prince Zheng Jing, was somewhat insufficient.
No one knows what the future of the Yanping Palace will be like after he succeeds to the throne.
Just when everyone was lost in hesitation, someone suddenly shouted a report from outside.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Amidst the greetings to welcome the emperor, Zhu Hongyu walked through the crowd and strode to the edge of the bed.
Taking a deep breath, he surrendered his gaze to the bed.
On the bed, Zheng Chenggong lay with a pale face, covered with a brocade quilt given by the emperor.
The face has obviously been taken care of, the eyebrows and beard have been simply trimmed, and a layer of rouge has even been applied.
But the rouge couldn't cover up the deathly look on Zheng Chenggong's eyebrows.
Whether a person is alive or dead can be seen at a glance.
Zhu Hongyu looked at Zheng Chenggong, who was lying motionless on the bed, his body becoming stiffer and stiffer, and felt a little panicked in his heart.
The eye sockets are slightly red!
The two of them have worked together for a long time, and the monarch and his ministers are in love with each other, which is a genuine affection.
Zhu Hongyu reached out and took hold of Zheng Chenggong's increasingly cold palm, as if he wanted to warm his cold hand with his body temperature.
After a long time, Zhu Hongyu seemed to accept the reality.
"Does the Zheng Qing family have any last words at their last moments?"
The order brought a chair over, and Zhu Hongyu sat in front of Zheng Chenggong's couch. He looked sideways at the people kneeling in the room and asked.
When asking, Zhu Hongyu's voice was obviously hoarse, and there was obvious sadness in his words.
When Zheng Chenggong's wife Dong heard this, she spoke with a choked voice.
"Your Majesty... Before your death, your Majesty told us that His Majesty was busy with state affairs and that it was not a big deal for him to be old and sick. We must not disturb His Majesty."
"Just... just after... saying these words, the prince left!"
"I never gave any last words!"
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, he took a deep breath, and his heart became more and more blocked.
At the last moment of his life, Zheng Chenggong still thought about not causing trouble to him...
What is a loyal minister?
That’s it!
At this moment, an announcement sounded again outside.
"The royal concubine has arrived!"
Before the voice could finish, Zheng Xuan was seen running in holding the hem of her skirt.
At this time, Zheng Xuan completely ignored her usual manners and dignity.
The hairpin used to tie her hair was loose, her bun was messy, her palm-sized face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen.
Zheng Xuan barged in directly and threw herself in front of Zheng Chenggong's bed. Tears poured down her face like a bursting dam, and she cried in a choked voice.
"Father...Father, why did you go like that? Father!"
"My daughter didn't even get to see you for the last time!"
"..."
Zheng Xuan's crying once again ignited the atmosphere in the room, and all the servants of the Zheng family also started crying.
Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
Force yourself not to cry!
He stood up from the stool and spoke to the little eunuch beside him.
"The order goes down. King Yanping has passed away. He will suspend the court for three days and allow all the civil and military officials in the court to pay their respects in an orderly manner!"
"Send someone to prepare the coffin immediately, using the best wood and the best shape..."
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Hongyu prepared to arrange funeral arrangements for Zheng Chenggong.
Zheng Chenggong died suddenly, but Zheng Jing is still serving as an official and has not returned.
The Zheng family has no backbone, and Zhu Hongyu, the son-in-law, naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it.
A son-in-law has to do something.
As if he remembered something, Zhu Hongyu turned around and asked Dong again.
"Mother-in-law, has the family notified the Crown Prince Zheng Jing that he is back for the funeral? Has the cemetery been selected? Has the family made any preparations for officials from the DPRK and China to come to express their condolences?"
When Mrs. Dong heard this, she kept shaking her head.
"Your Majesty, the prince has passed away. As a woman, I am really in a panic and don't know what to do."
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, he sighed and said.
"In that case, let me make all the arrangements!"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Dong hurriedly spoke.
"Everything is subject to your Majesty's orders!"
Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly, and then began to make arrangements for the funeral.
As time went by, the news of King Yanping's death seemed to have grown wings and continued to spread.
All the civil and military officials in the court heard about it!
Officials began to come to the Yanping Palace one after another, preparing to pay their respects.
Zhu Hongyu has finalized the location of Zheng Chenggong's cemetery, and he plans to have Zheng Chenggong buried with him in the imperial mausoleum.
Even though Zhu Hongyu is young, strong and vigorous now, the construction of his imperial mausoleum has actually begun.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The construction of the imperial mausoleums of ancient emperors is a veritable major project for the country!
Generally speaking, in order not to rush to build the imperial mausoleum after the death of the emperor, it will waste too much money and waste people.
Once the emperor ascends the throne, the construction of the imperial mausoleum over there begins.
Basically, it depends on how many years the emperor reigns, how many years it takes to build the imperial mausoleum.
The same is true for Zhu Hongyu's imperial mausoleum. Construction began after he ascended the throne and the situation in the world was settled.
In the past two or three years, although the imperial mausoleum has not been completely completed, a general outline has been built.
No matter how you put it, it is better than letting Zheng rush to the Feng Shui treasure land and build it from scratch at this time.
Although the Zheng family has ancestral graves, before Zheng Zhilong became famous, the Zheng family was just an ordinary family.
The feng shui and specifications of Zheng's ancestral tomb are definitely not worthy of Prince Zheng Chenggong's status!
The prince's tomb was of very high standard.
If the tomb is temporarily built, it will be too late. When the tomb is repaired, even if there are anti-corrosion methods, the person will probably rot.
Zheng Chenggong’s sudden death was so sudden!
Many things were not prepared in advance at all, otherwise it would not have been so hasty.
As for the burial in the imperial mausoleum, there is not so much to say.
Anyway, the general structure of the imperial mausoleum has been completed. As long as one of the ear chambers is completed, Zheng Chenggong's coffin can be buried.
Of course, what is more important is the honor of being buried in the imperial mausoleum!
Not everyone can have this honor.
Only close ministers who are close enough to the emperor and have made enough contributions can be buried in the imperial mausoleum.
After all, being buried in the imperial mausoleum is just playing into the royal family's feng shui.
In addition, Zhu Hongyu is also planning to personally write a pair of elegiac couplets for Zheng Chenggong to commemorate him.
Zhu Hongyu ordered someone to get a pen and paper, covered it with ink, and then started writing.
First couplet: Half my life has been wandering, loyalty and filial piety are hard to maintain, only the sun and the moon are hanging high in my heart!
Second line: After a lifetime of fighting, the mountains and rivers are shattered, but there are iron bones that hold up the sky and the sea!
Horizontal comment: The soul of the hero lives on forever.
After finishing writing, Zhu Hongyu put down the brush in his hand and let out a deep breath.
There is unspeakable exhaustion on his face!
At this time, he was not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.
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Due to the existence of telegrams, the news of Zheng Chenggong's death reached Zheng Jing on the same day.
When he received the telegram from Nanjing, Zheng Jing could not believe it at first.
But after he confirmed that the matter was true, he immediately left what he was doing and set out with his entourage, all the way back to Nanjing for the funeral.
Starting from Dayuan, we first take the sea route north to the mouth of the Yangtze River, then turn to the Yangtze River waterway and head west.
It only took more than ten days for Zheng Jing to return to Nanjing.
With Zheng Jing's return, Zheng Chenggong's funeral officially began.
White sails and white lanterns were hung inside and outside the Yanping Palace, and the middle door was wide open to allow those who came to express condolences to enter and exit.
The huge memorial words were posted at the beginning!
The civil and military officials of the imperial court, as well as a large number of Zheng Chenggong's old subordinates, came to offer incense in front of the tomb.
Many people burst into tears.
Even Zhu Hongyu personally came forward to offer incense to Zheng Chenggong and sent an elegiac couplet written by him himself.
The funeral and condolences lasted for three days, and after three days, it was the day of mourning.
On this day, Zhuque Street in Nanjing City was cleared.
The funeral procession walked out of the Yanping Palace and headed outside Nanjing.
The ceremony of a prince's funeral was astonishing.
At Zheng Chenggong’s funeral, Zhu Hongyu was present throughout.
Even when carrying the coffin, Zhu Hongyu participated. Although he did not carry the whole process, he only helped when lifting the coffin. He ignored it after leaving the palace!
But it can be regarded as a sufficient honor for Zheng Chenggong!
This kind of thing like the emperor carrying the coffin has never happened many times in history.
The funeral procession left Nanjing City, arrived outside Nanjing City, and headed for the Purple Mountain Imperial Tomb.
The Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty is located in the Purple Mountain.
Zhu Hongyu also selected the location of his imperial mausoleum in Zijin Mountain.
It’s not far from Xiaoling Mausoleum!
Just like the Thirteen Tombs of Tianshou Mountain in Yanjing.
Since Zhu Hongyu's capital is definitely in Nanjing, the imperial mausoleum must be built in Purple Mountain.
…
After finishing the funeral for Zheng Chenggong, Zhu Hongyu led the team back to the imperial city.
I rubbed my tired cheeks, it was already late at night.
But Zhu Hongyu did not go to rest, but ordered the secretariat to prepare to draft an edict for Zheng Jing to succeed King Yanping.
Then I was thinking about how to order the adjustment of the appointment and dismissal of officials in Da Yuan Island.
Before Zheng Chenggong died suddenly and suddenly, Zheng Jing had been released as an official.
From the beginning, he served as the chief official of the Xiamen Special Economic Development Zone and was promoted to the chief envoy of Da Yuan Island.
His career was smooth from beginning to end!
However, since Zheng Jing is now going to succeed the title of King Yanping, he must not be able to continue to serve as an official.
Because neither Zheng Chenggong nor Li Dingguo have left Nanjing since they entered Beijing.
Even if you go out, you will always ask the emperor for orders first.
The reason is also very simple, they don't want the king to be suspicious of them.
Zhu Hongyu did not ask for it deliberately, but they still did it. This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers!
Now that Zheng Jing has resigned as chief envoy, someone must take over.
How to arrange the officials who take over is what Zhu Hongyu needs to consider now.
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It’s October, three years after the Ming Dynasty was restored!
It's already autumn, and the climate in Nanjing has become cold again.
Although the Little Ice Age has gradually passed, winter in Nanjing is still not easy.
Zhu Hongyu was handling government affairs in the imperial study, reviewing the memorials that had been screened by the Secretariat and the Cabinet, and making important instructions.
At the same time, a piece of news from Nurgandusi in the north also reached Nanjing.
Was sent to Zhu Hongyu’s eucalyptus!
Zhu Hongyu looked through the military report of the eastbound fleet in his hand, his face full of contemplation.
When the eastbound fleet sailed north to the Temple Street area, it discovered a Daur tribe along the coast.
From the mouths of these Daur people, we learned that the Rakshasa people built a city in the Heilongjiang Basin, which greatly squeezed their living space.
If Zhu Hongyu guessed correctly, this city should be Yaksa City!
This is where the Battle of Yaksa between Qing and Russia broke out!
Du Wenhai sent relevant news about Yakesa City back to Nanjing and asked the court to make a decision on whether to send troops to recover Yakesa City.
Zhu Hongyu thought for a while and ordered to convene relevant cabinet officials to discuss military strategy.
Zhu Hongyu did not hesitate at all as to whether to send troops to regain Yaksa.
There is only one word, hit!
Must be recovered!
There is no second choice!
What Zhu Hongyu was thinking about just now was not the question of whether to fight, but how to fight!
After all, in history, Kang Mazi was able to send troops north to fight the Rakshasa people when facing huge pressure from the Jungar Khanate in the west.
Then Daming can't be cowardly, Zhu Hongyu can't afford to be embarrassed!
Zhu Hongyu didn't have to wait long. After receiving the oral instructions, the cabinet officials all came to Zhu Hongyu's imperial study.
Zhu Hongyu sat at the top, scanning the crowd with piercing eyes, and then spoke.
"According to the news from the eastbound fleet, Du Wenhai and others encountered a Daur tribe after landing on Temple Street."
"According to the confession of this Daur tribe, it can be seen that the Rakshasa people sent troops to invade and occupy Nurgandusi in the Ming Dynasty and built cities in the Heilongjiang River Basin in order to form an established fact."
"I summoned all the ministers to come here today just to discuss how the imperial court should send troops to regain the lost territory!"
An official heard this and stood up to object.
"Your Majesty, Nu'er Gandusi is a bitter and cold place. It's like chicken ribs. It's a pity to throw away the tasteless food for the imperial court. It's still thousands of miles away. If the imperial court sends troops to recover, it will definitely waste military expenditures. I'm afraid the gain will not be worth the loss."
The current Ming Dynasty generally does not care much about Nuer Gandusi.
Because the environment there is too bitter and cold, not very suitable for human survival.
Nearly half of every year is winter, with temperatures often reaching tens of degrees below zero, and the climate is extremely cold.
Except for the Rakshasa people, it is difficult for other ethnic groups to adapt to the climate there.
Even if the imperial court regains Nuergandusi, there will be no practical benefit.
Not only could that poor place not be able to provide the imperial court with taxes, it could also provide people.
After defeating the enemy, the imperial court would still need to send more troops to garrison it, which would only be a waste of military pay.
Zhu Hongyu was not angry when he heard this.
Because although this official was going against him, his starting point was also for the good of Ming Dynasty.
Because in the eyes of people of this era, Nuergandusi's place is really useless.
In fact, if Zhu Hongyu hadn't known about the rich resources buried underground in those places that now seem extremely desolate.
Zhu Hongyu had no motivation to send troops to recapture Nuer Gandusi!
The current Far East Siberia region can only produce some furs, fisheries, or medicinal materials at most. It can't even cultivate land, so it is really of little value.
Besides, there are many places in Ming Dynasty that can produce these resources.
If it weren't for future generations and the wealth underground that cannot be mined yet, Zhu Hongyu would really look down on such a bitter and cold place.
With that kind of energy, wouldn't it be nice for him to explore the New World?
Zhu Hongyu pondered for a while, and then spoke.
“Not an inch of land in Ming Dynasty is redundant!”
"As far as I know, the Rakshasa people are constantly migrating to Nurgandusi and increasing their troops."
"If we, the Ming Dynasty, cannot take advantage of the Rakshasa people's unsteady footing to regain Nu'ergandusi, then there may be another Jiannu in the north."
Zhu Hongyu knew that if he used other reasons to persuade the courtiers to agree to send troops to recapture Nuergandusi, the courtiers might not agree.
However, if you use national defense and security as an excuse, then no one will object.
After the current Ming Dynasty experienced the trouble of establishing slaves, it has developed ptsd against the nomadic people in the north.
When it comes to the threat of nomads, many people who usually seem to value peace have a chance of being directly set on fire.
If a dynamite barrel explodes directly!
Although the Rakshasa people are not nomadic people, they who appeared in the northern frontier of the Ming Dynasty have many characteristics in common with the nomadic people.
They all come from the north, they all like to plunder and massacre, and they all follow the principle of preying on the weak...
It is very worthy of Ming Dynasty’s vigilance!
Obviously, after Zhu Hongyu said this, the courtiers were convinced.
There is no longer any objection to the emperor's intention to send troops to recapture Nurgandusi.
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
The cabinet ministers spoke one after another.
However, just when Zhu Hongyu was about to discuss the specific conquest strategy.
But the Minister of Finance of the Ming Dynasty stood up and said.
"Your Majesty, if the imperial court wants to station troops in Nuergandusi, it will cost a lot of money."
"Wei Chen's opinion is that the imperial court can send troops to regain lost territory, but it is best not to station troops for a long time."
What he meant was that Ming had better retreat after fighting.
This is purely due to financial considerations.
In this era, it is really too expensive to station troops thousands of miles away!
This is one of the reasons why Kangxi did not choose to garrison troops in Yaksa after finishing the Battle of Yaksa.
To put it bluntly, the place was too poor and too cold.
If you want to garrison troops, the gains outweigh the losses!
If we don't station troops, the Rakshasa people will definitely come back.
However, if you want to station troops there, just sending supplies to the army will be a big problem.
The cost of garrisoning the army for a year was even more than the taxes the court received in the local area in a year.
It’s just putting money in it!
When Kang Mazi thought about it, he felt that it would be a loss.
Then he gave up.
Why waste all your strength on such a broken ground? Whoever wants it wants to go. Anyway, I, the Qing Dynasty, don’t want it.
Zhu Hongyu heard what he said and repeated what he just said.
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His attitude is very tough!
Obviously, he is not discussing with others now, but giving orders.
Seeing this, all the cabinet ministers stopped saying anything.
Because in the Ming Dynasty, no one could object to what Zhu Hongyu decided.
This is the authority of a founding emperor!
It is one thing for Zhu Hongyu to seek their opinions, but the one who can really make the decision is Zhu Hongyu himself.
Looking around, Zhu Hongyu then spoke.
"If the imperial court wants to station troops in Nuergandusi, the cost required is actually not as exaggerated as everyone thinks!"
"If you want to transport soldiers and supplies to the frontier by land, the cost will indeed be indispensable. The high mountains and swamps in Nurgandusi will cause a large amount of military supplies to be consumed on the transport road."
"So much so that the cost of garrisoning troops on the border has increased significantly!"
"But what if it's by water?"
"The supplies start from Nanjing, go north by water, and then go all the way to Temple Street, and then transfer to inland water transportation from the sea outside Temple Street."
"Then, the fleet will go up the Shuojiang River in Heilongjiang Province and transfer the supplies to Yaksa City."
"It doesn't cost much at all to take the water route."
"The time for the army to change defenses or for reinforcements can also be greatly shortened."
"If the imperial court only stationed an army of several thousand people in the Yaksa area and maintained the imperial military presence in Nurgandusi, I believe the imperial court can afford it."
After Zhu Hongyu finished speaking, all the ministers in the imperial study spoke together.
"My Holy Emperor!"
Even the Minister of Finance stood up and said.
"Your Majesty, please atone for your sins. It's because I have a narrow-minded view!"
Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and then spoke.
"It doesn't matter, the Qing family is also devoted to the imperial court!"
Obviously, Zhu Hongyu had no intention of blaming him.