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Chapter 792 The East Factory received the bad news

Wang Changlian looked upright and showed no fear at all.

He still held his fists: "Your Majesty, what I said may not sound good, but it is the fact. The Ryukyu Kingdom has poor resources, very little arable land, and the people are struggling to survive. If we bring the war to the Ryukyu Kingdom, those who will suffer will still be

Ordinary people who can only hope to have a full meal."

"The benevolence of women has achieved great things in ancient times, and none of them has been accumulated with the lives of countless people." The military attache next to him lost no time in starting to retort.

"The Ryukyu Kingdom has good relations with our Ming Dynasty and is a vassal country. We have no reason to send troops. Such a barren land is not worthy of our Ming Dynasty's reputation as a bully."

"Subject to the country? They have been surrendering for so many years. Do you dare to say that they are not replenishing their troops?"

"Even if they had been preparing their troops for a hundred years, they would still be nothing more than a stone against a stone in front of our Ming Dynasty. If they really instigated their troops to invade our Ming Dynasty's coast, it would be a just act for our Ming Dynasty to send troops to attack them and dismantle their current court. We need it.

It’s about waiting, waiting for the real behind-the-scenes instigators of these Japanese pirates.”

The military attaché said coldly: "An act of justice? At that time, the war was burning in the Ryukyu Kingdom. Don't you feel sorry for the people of the Ryukyu Kingdom?"

"I feel bad. No matter when, I feel bad for the people who have been devastated by war. But for the sake of my dignity as a Ming Dynasty, I can only endure this kind of heartache silently from the bottom of my heart." Standing upright, Wang Changlian said slowly.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Ming Chengzu shook his head helplessly.

This Wang Changlian is exactly the same as Cangcheng in terms of his courage to speak out.

The difference is that Wang Changlian's starting point is the suffering of the people.

He takes the sufferings of the people of my Ming Dynasty into his heart, and he also takes the sufferings of the people of other countries into his heart.

It seems that the teachings of Confucius and Mencius "poisoned" him quite a lot.

He raised his right hand and waved it gently: "Okay, we will discuss this matter tomorrow and withdraw from the court."

After saying that, without waiting for the officials to kneel down, he stood up and walked straight towards the side door leading to the imperial study.

Outside the palace, Li An, who was covered in cold sweat, ran all the way and caught up with Wang Changlian who was walking in front.

"Master Wang, Master Wang."

"Oh, is there something wrong, Mr. Li?" Wang Changlian stopped.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just want to go for a walk with you." Li An wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's walk together." With his hands behind his back, Wang Changlian took another step.

"Master Wang, do you think our Emperor really wants to incorporate the Ryukyu Kingdom into our Ming Dynasty territory?" Li An said in a low voice following Wang Changlian.

"The emperor wants to go to war. According to the emperor's idea, it should be so."

"I really don't understand what the emperor wants from a barren island country like the Ryukyu Kingdom." Li An shook his head.

"We are all human subjects, how can we understand the emperor's heart? The prosperity of the country and the peace of the people is the emperor's pursuit. Expanding the territory is also the emperor's pursuit." Wang Changlian said slowly.

"If the Japanese pirates in Zhejiang are just former troops who escaped from Ryukyu Kingdom, and the emperor still insists on sending troops to Ryukyu, what are you going to do?"

"The teacher has no name. As a minister, I can only fight to the death to remonstrate with him."

"Your Majesty, you are so courageous." Li An gave a thumbs up, "However, I am afraid that the emperor will only think about expanding his territory and will be angry with you. Otherwise, we will wait and see what happens. If the emperor is really determined, we will

Just turn a blind eye."

To be a loyal minister, you must have integrity.

However, if compared with a small life, this integrity... is still lost.

Li An was thinking in his mind.

"When he was not an official in the court, I was powerless to do anything the emperor did. I just had to take a look. Now, the emperor has asked me to sit in the position of Minister of Rites, and I will fulfill the responsibilities of a minister. Even so.

This has angered the emperor, and I will try my best to prevent the emperor from sending troops to Ryukyu without any reason." Wang Changlian said casually with his head lowered.

"Master Wang, if you make the emperor angry, he may be beheaded." As he said that, Li An raised his right hand and made a gentle gesture on his neck.

"A wise king kills people, and a sage king kills his heart. Putting aside the Battle of Jingnan, during the nearly twenty years he has been in power, our emperor can be regarded as a generation of sage kings. As for my efforts to stop his actions, I should be able to do so at that time."

I can figure it out. Even if he can't figure it out, he will definitely find various reasons to convince himself of what I said first. If the emperor wants to kill his ministers, that is very simple. But if the ministers die with nothing to say, then only then

This is what a saint should do."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, there is no need to say this. However, your Majesty's temper is also..." Li An fell silent.

"After all, I am also the Minister of Rites. The Emperor can convict me, but if you want to behead someone casually, the Emperor will not do it so easily. This is not in line with his name as a holy king." Wang Changlian laughed.

It seems to be talking about someone else’s beheading.

After sending Ming Chengzu into the imperial study, Lin Shangli hurriedly filled the tea bowl and walked to the dragon chair, ready to rub his shoulders.

"Xiao Chen's side should have attacked the Japanese pirate base that invaded our coast, right?" Ming Chengzu said calmly with his eyes closed.

"The letter he reported said that he was about to work with Songmon Guards to besiege the island where the Japanese pirates were entrenched. It has been five or six days, and it should have been conquered."

Ming Chengzu's eyes suddenly opened: "Go back to Dongchang. If there is any information from Xiao Chen, please send it as soon as possible."

If Xiao Chen sends them back, these Japanese pirates were ordered by the Ryukyu Kingdom's court to mobilize troops and march south tomorrow.

If the Ryukyu Kingdom is not conquered, all the anger in the court will be in vain.

"You have been tired for days. I will give you a massage for a while." Lin Shangli said.

"For things like massage, let Xiaosi do it. I'm waiting for Xiao Chen's information."

"Okay, I will go back to the East Factory now."

Lin Shangli waved and watched as Wang Xiaosi began to massage Ming Chengzu's shoulders before slowly exiting the imperial study room.

After leaving the palace, Lin Shangli was not in a hurry and walked unsteadily in the direction of Dongchang.

While walking, I was thinking about what was going on in the court today.

There has been no war in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and all the officials in the court seem to be in harmony.

But once there is a war, the differences of opinion between civil and military officials are really big.

In particular, the military attachés in the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion seemed to be the greatest contributors in the world by leading troops to guard one side or in battle. In addition to being respectful to the emperor, they all showed disdain towards the officials of the six ministries.

This phenomenon is not a good thing for the court.

Zhao Wuming, the commander of Zhejiang Dusi, dared to arrange thousands of households under him to become his relatives. Didn't the emperor realize that his love for these military attachés over the years had gone too far?

If the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army can dictate government affairs, then why does the Ministry of War need to do so? Doesn’t the Ministry of War seem redundant?

A commander-in-chief does not participate in government affairs and is only responsible for the specific affairs of the army.

One can only mobilize troops and participate in government affairs, but does not interfere in specific military matters.

The two complement each other, restrain each other, and do not interfere with each other.

It not only eliminates the tit-for-tat confrontation between civil and military officials, but also puts the control of the army firmly in the hands of the emperor. Why not?

This matter must be discussed with the Emperor later.

I was thinking about it as I hurried on, and before I knew it, I had arrived outside the gate of the East Factory.

It's strange, the door of Dongchang is always closed. What happened now, the door is open just a crack?

Just as he was about to scold him, an old eunuch squeezed out from the crack in the door.

He held a letter in his hand and looked at it in his direction.

"What's going on? The door of the East Factory is just open like this?" Lin Shangli scolded and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Factory Master." The old eunuch hunched over and hurriedly came forward, "Letter from Zhejiang."

"Let me send you a letter. Just wait in the lobby. How is it appropriate to go in with the door open like this?" Lin Shangli glared at the old eunuch with a gloomy face.

With the door closed, Dongchang gives the world a sense of mystery that no one knows about.

How can we maintain this sense of mystery if we open it up at will?

"The little one was originally waiting for the factory manager in the lobby, but he was helpless and worried, so he couldn't help but come out of the door from time to time to watch."

"A letter, what's the rush?"

"Mr. Factory, our Dongchang Divine Machinery Corps lost fifty-seven captains. Duan Tianming, the Thirteenth Battle and the commander of the Divine Machinery Corps, also stayed on the battlefield."

"What?" Lin Shangli snatched the letter from the old eunuch's hand, no longer caring whether the door to the east factory next to him was still half open.


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