[Today is Children’s Day, you are all disobedient to old age, so you must update more! 】
After being instructed by the emperor, Zhu Jinghong remained calm for two more days.
He originally planned to hang out for two days, show off to the emperor, and then go to Xiyuan to play polo and test the firearm.
Through these methods, it is a win-win for him to get closer to the generals who are directly close to the military guards.
Yes, that means he won twice.
Unfortunately, an edict to hold a sutra banquet once again made Zhu Jinghong feel desperate because he also wanted to attend the sutra banquet.
In the past few years, every time when Zhu Jinghong suffered a crucifixion on the day of the Sutra Feast, he performed extremely poorly and got slapped every time.
"No...we must not sit still and wait for death!"
"We have to find a way to get through!"
After thinking about it, Zhu Jinghong finally had an idea, and that was the polo he had been thinking about.
In sports like polo, if you want to get a good ranking in competitions between countries, it is a great test of riding skills and physical strength, and Zhu Jinghong is not lacking in both.
Allowing myself to practice polo and specifically respond to challenges from various countries seems to be a good excuse. At worst, I can establish a military order to win first place.
Putting down the book, Zhu Jinghong shouted outside: "Come here, change your clothes... I want to see the saint!"
When Zhu Jinghong was about to meet the saint, the young eunuch in the palace immediately went to get his clothes, and soon changed Zhu Jinghong's robes.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at the nobility radiating from his body, Zhu Jinghong smiled crookedly.
"Walk!"
Ten minutes later, Zhu Jinghong entered the Qianqing Palace, but could only stay outside the Nuan Pavilion because something was being discussed inside.
And if they are ministers, they can only wait outside the palace in this case, and those officials below the third rank can only wait outside the Qianqing Gate.
Being close has its advantages. For example, Zhu Jinghong can hear the conversation in Nuan Pavilion at this moment.
"The northwest is unstable now. Although the envoys from various countries are here to celebrate my birthday, they also have the intention of exploring the reality of our Ming Dynasty!"
"We must take advantage of this Holy Shou Festival to scare them. Do you have any good ideas for this?"
The voice belonged to the emperor, and his tone was more serious. It was obvious that this was very important to him.
In fact, every cabinet meeting discusses important matters.
After a few moments of silence in Nuan Pavilion, someone heard someone say: "Your Majesty, if you want to shock people's hearts, you can let them know that our Ming Dynasty has strong military equipment!"
"I thought we could let them inspect the arsenal, the factories of the Ministry of Industry and the War Bureau!"
Zhu Xianming also thought of this. At this moment, he stroked his beard and nodded slightly.
After Xie Changen finished speaking, Grand Scholar Chen Jinyun continued: "Your Majesty... weapons are dead things after all. The strength of our Ming Dynasty lies not only in armaments!"
"Our etiquette system and our food supplies are all the best in the world. Let them see these too!"
In the Eastern world, the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty was all-round, and Chen Jinyun's words really proved to be true.
Seeing that Zhao Yushan didn't speak, Zhu Xianming took the initiative and asked: "Zhao Qing... what do you think?"
Zhao Yushan has outstanding long-term vision and ability. Zhu Xianming values him very much and even wants him to bypass Chen Jinyun and take over as the first assistant.
"Your Majesty, what the two elders said makes sense, but they forgot one thing!"
"What's the matter?"
"Although our Ming Dynasty is rich, the collected money and grain are distributed in official warehouses in various places. We can't let the Ministry of Rites lead envoys to visit various places, right?"
The imperial court levied taxes in kind, in addition to money, mainly grain and silk.
It is very troublesome to transport things like grain and silk cloth, and there is a lot of loss on the way, so they are basically transferred directly.
Except for part of the money and grain from the wealthy southern provinces that was transferred directly to the imperial treasury, most of it was directly allocated to the important towns in Jiubian and managed by officials dispatched from the Ministry of Revenue.
This also means that the Ministry of Revenue’s official warehouse near the capital will not have too much food and supplies even if official ships arrive in the capital every day to deliver grain.
After all, the millions of people in the capital consume a lot of food, drink, and diarrhea, and the grain reserves in the capital's official warehouses are mostly for emergencies.
"And as far as I know, the warehouses of the Ministry of Industry and the War Bureau only replenished ordnance to Jiubian a month ago. I'm afraid there isn't much inventory in the warehouses!"
In fact, there is one thing that Zhao Yushan didn't say, mainly because it would be inappropriate to say it in this situation.
It is also unknown whether the food and ordnance rooms on the account match the actual number in the warehouse.
If due to the visit, the officials demolished the east wall to repair the west wall, causing trouble during the Holy Shou Festival, it would bring discredit to the court.
Zhao Yushan's words were equivalent to refuting the two cabinet ministers who had just spoken.
Chief Assistant Xie Chang'en didn't think it mattered. He planned to resign after this year anyway, and he really had no interest in cabinet fighting.
"Then what should we do according to Mr. Zhao Ge's wishes?" Chen Jinyun asked coldly.
Zhu Xianming also looked at Zhao Yushan, hoping that he could give a more insightful plan.
"Your Majesty, weapons, food and wages are just dead things..."
Zhao Yushan leaned forward and said: "I think... it is better to have the Beijing camp perform martial arts and let the envoys from various countries observe. The majesty of our Ming army will surely intimidate Xiaoxiao!"
But I heard Chen Jinyun refute: "Martial arts? If you don't mobilize tens of thousands of people, I'm afraid there won't be much of a battle formation. How can you say that you can intimidate Xiaoxiao?"
"But if tens of thousands of soldiers and horses are dispatched, and the soldiers are so powerful... aren't they afraid of colliding with the Supreme Emperor?"
"It's the Emperor's Holy Birthday Festival now, not the hunting in Shanglin Garden in early spring!"
There is no doubt that what Chen Jinyun said made sense, but Zhao Yushan would not agree with it, and the two started arguing again.
As for Zhu Jinghong, who was listening quietly at the door, his mind was not idle, and he was thinking about countermeasures from beginning to end.
When the three cabinet ministers continued to debate and quickly discussed a "face-saving project", Zhu Jinghong finally couldn't help it.
So he walked along the aisle and headed straight towards the Nuan Pavilion. Even the eunuch on duty couldn't stop him.
"Thirteenth Master, you must not..."
"Thirteenth Master, please stop..."
Zhu Jinghong ignored these people. He had appeared outside the Nuan Pavilion door and met the eyes of the monarchs and ministers in the room.
Before the emperor could question him, Zhu Jinghong spoke first: "Father... you want to scare those envoys. My son has a clever plan!"
"Damn you bastard, you are getting more and more courageous now. You even dare to trespass on the court!"
Zhu Xianming had a cold face and shouted loudly: "Come here..."
In fact, just now when Zhu Jinghong forced his way into the palace, more than a dozen guards crowded into the palace. They didn't take any of them because they saw it was Zhu Jinghong.
At this moment, when the emperor called, all these people rushed up and surrounded Zhu Jinghong at the entrance of Nuange.
"Take him out and beat him with twenty sticks!"
It was a very serious crime to forcefully break into the emperor's palace. Apart from the empress, Zhu Jinghong was the second person to do this in the Ming Dynasty.
If he hadn't been the emperor's son, he would have been killed on the spot.
Seeing that the guards were about to take action, Zhu Jinghong quickly shouted: "Father... let your son finish his words. If you are dissatisfied with what the child said, I am willing to receive fifty imperial staffs!"
In this narrow corridor, Zhu Jinghong was really not afraid of being beaten. A dozen guards were not enough for him to beat.
Of course, he didn't dare to take action here. It would be really stupid to do so.
Zhu Xianming had a cold face, while several cabinet ministers kept their noses and noses in mind and had no intention of interfering in the emperor's family affairs.
"What you said... the fifty imperial staff, I want to hear what you have to say!" Zhu Xianming still had a straight face.
"Then the son comes in and talks?"
Seeing that Zhu Xianming did not respond, Zhu Jinghong was not polite, pushed aside the guards and walked into the hall.
After standing still, Zhu Jinghong coughed twice and said, "Dad, my son was outside just now. He listened to the opinions of several pavilion elders and came up with a solution to both problems!"
After listening to what the elder said, Zhu Jinghong came up with a two-pronged strategy. Zhu Jinghong's words praised the three cabinet ministers and reduced a lot of resistance for him to implement the strategy.
"Hurry up and say it!" Zhu Xianming was extremely impatient.
(End of chapter)
