The word "Martial virtue" is very aggressive, and it can be said to run counter to the "benevolence and righteousness" that Confucianism emphasizes.
So naturally, his remarks aroused dissatisfaction from almost all civil officials.
Only Zhao Yushan and a few others were thinking deeply about whether what he said was correct, and their expressions showed a hint of excitement.
In the hearts of the two Zhu Jingyuan brothers, they only lamented that the thirteenth brother was still the same and could not change his nonsense character.
In other words, Zhu Jinghong's idea of hiding his mistakes when he made mistakes has achieved his goal so far.
Although Zhu Jinghong's words aroused dissatisfaction among everyone, the martial artists present felt relieved after hearing it.
If we follow this line of thinking, warriors will have a place to use their skills, and it will be much easier to make achievements.
Under the system of demotion and nobility, if you want to ensure that the lintel does not fall, you must have a steady stream of military exploits. What everyone lacks is the chance to fight.
Of course, Wu Xun did not have much say in this kind of discussion, so at this moment they could only hold back their agreement.
"Dad, as far as my son knows, there are a lot of gold and silver mines in Japan, gold, silver and iron are produced in Korea, there are copper and silver mines in South Vietnam, and there are fertile lands that are ripe three times a year..."
Regardless of whether it is true or not, Zhu Jinghong always boasts about his wealth in order to stimulate everyone's desires.
Only by taking the initiative to fight out and explore the outside world can we avoid falling behind and being beaten.
Walking to the center of the hall, Zhu Jinghong continued to talk: "Tianzhu is now occupied by British, barbarian and French barbarians. What is their purpose of coming here after traveling tens of thousands of miles?"
"It's not because Tianzhu has thousands of miles of fertile land, and the land is full of treasures and gold!"
Facing the emperor, Zhu Jinghong said in front of him: "Dad, look at it...this is real open source. It is much faster to make money than tossing the land!"
Unlike ordinary monarchs, Zhu Xianming was much more open-minded about things. Even if what Zhu Jinghong said was too advanced, he also thought about it.
But after thinking about it, he still felt that this was too outrageous and that reforming the tax system would be more practical.
It is not surprising that the emperor has such thoughts. As an ancient, it is difficult for him to have a global perspective. This is also a shackles in thinking that are difficult to change.
Although it is nonsense, but since Lao Shisan can talk so well, we might as well let him talk a few more words and just treat it like listening to a story... Zhu Xianming thought to himself.
The emperor was thinking this way, but he made Zhu Jinghong suffer...
Having said that, I have made a mistake here, why doesn't the old man let me get out? Zhu Jinghong cursed in his heart.
Since the emperor didn't speak, he could only continue talking.
"If the Ming Dynasty has these mountains of gold and silver, why does it have to worry about the national treasury not being rich? Then we can go further, train the army better, and earn more wealth for the Ming Dynasty!"
He described "stealing" as earning money, but he still acted like it was a matter of course, which made everyone lament his shamelessness again.
I saw Zhu Jinghong walking towards the emperor, kneeling in front of the emperor and saying: "Father...if we don't reach out, others will take over all the good things in this world!"
Looking at his young son kneeling below, Zhu Xianming asked coldly: "You have told me everything about everything in the world. How did you know about these things?"
"My son likes these things, so he pays more attention to them, all for the sake of Ming Dynasty's prosperity!"
The emperor had no intention of going into details, so he let Zhu Jinghong fool him.
"You are short-sighted at a young age. You take someone's nonsense seriously and take it seriously. Then you make such nonsense at this sutra feast..."
"What do you think of this place? Where do you place the civil and military officials? It is your turn to guide the country?"
The emperor's reaction was normal, so Zhu Jinghong had no intention of refuting, but said: "Dad...you want to blame my son for speaking poorly. Isn't this a crime for words?"
After discussing the matter just now, Zhu Xianming realized what his ministers were thinking. It was now time for the banquet to end.
By blaming Zhu Jinghong, he could save some face for the civil servants and generals, and hide his own thoughts... This was Zhu Xianming's plan.
"Boy, you were walking back and forth just now, baring your teeth and claws... Is it not too much to punish you for the crime of indecency?"
"Whatever you say is what you say. My son doesn't dare to say anything!" Zhu Jinghong looked aggrieved.
"Dad, although Thirteenth Brother's words are out of tune, he has no bad intentions... Just spare him!"
The one who stood up to speak was King Rui Zhu Jingyuan. He saw this situation as an opportunity. He could gain Zhu Jinghong's favor by interceding.
"Dad...if you want to punish Thirteen, my son is willing to accept it for him!"
The prince then came out to plead guilty. His disregard for life and death really moved the emperor.
The two of them asked for mercy, and most of the others followed suit in order to save their face.
However, when begging for mercy, some people did not forget to arrange a few sentences about Zhu Jinghong, saying that he was young and ignorant and was talking nonsense.
Zhu Xianming didn't really want to punish him, so he went down the slope with the help of everyone's pleas, and then he announced the end of the sutra banquet.
On the other side, in the east hall of Kunning Palace, the queen is watching (supervising) Zhu Yunsheng's writing and is currently listening to the palace maid's report on the situation.
The report was about what happened in the Wenhua Palace. Knowing that the emperor had "targeted" the prince again, Yang Qingyin felt uncomfortable.
When she learned that it was Zhu Jinghong who rescued the prince, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but feel very happy.
"Old Thirteen is still benevolent and filial. He only has an innocent heart for his brothers, and he doesn't have so much to do for profit!"
"The Thirteenth Master braved His Majesty's power to pull the Crown Prince back to his seat. Such deep affection and loyalty... is rare in ancient times!"
But Yang Qingyin said with emotion: "Yes... It's rare in ancient times, and what happened to the Zhu family in recent decades is also rare in ancient times!"
This sentence kills the conversation. Anyone who dares to talk about this in front of the Queen must be too long-lived.
"Mother, please drink tea!"
Looking at the slim girl in front of her, Yang Qingyin took the teacup and asked, "Bao Yatou... you and Shi San often talk together. What kind of person do you think he is?"
Upon hearing this, Baochai's first reaction was, why did the queen ask this question?
In three months, Zhu Jinghong will be crowned and canonized, followed by the selection of the princess. Is this question...
Baochai was originally very calm, but when she suddenly encountered such a "big event", she became nervous for a moment, fearing that she would answer the question incorrectly.
"To report back to you, the Thirteenth Master is a good man. He values love and righteousness, helps those in need, and loves his subordinates..."
Anyway, you can't go wrong with praising, so Baochai thought of various words to praise, and also listed the facts to make sense.
After hearing what Baochai said, Yang Qingyin laughed and said, "I didn't expect that this kid has so many advantages in your eyes..."
"It seems that as my own mother, I don't understand him as well as a little girl like you!"
Then Baochai explained: "Your Majesty is the Thirteenth Master's mother. She is so focused on correcting the Thirteenth Master's misdeeds that she will inevitably overlook his goodness, benevolence, and filial piety!"
Yang Qingyin joked: "If you say so, I am still a strict mother? But in the eyes of Your Majesty, I am a loving mother but a loser!"
To be honest, being able to joke with the queen like this and make the queen want to laugh with her is actually Baochai's ability.
Now Yang Qingyin finally understood that her niece was a dull gourd, so it was no wonder that her younger son was not very interested in her.
"The parents love their son, and they have far-reaching plans... Now the Thirteenth Master has good character, good health, kindness and forgiveness, and filial piety. Isn't this the result of the empress's teachings?"
This answer was close to full marks, but the Queen still felt that it was not satisfactory enough, so she continued to ask: "So... His Majesty made a mistake?"
Compared with the previous question, this question is even harder to answer.
"Your Majesty is a strict father and has higher demands on the Thirteenth Master, so I feel that your Majesty is much more merciful. Although there are differences...but your Majesty and your Majesty's love for the Thirteenth Master are of the same mind and heart!"
Yang Qingyin smiled, naturally and happily, thinking that the girl in front of her was the most intelligent person she had ever seen.
"Okay...well said!"
Turning her head to look to her side, Yang Qingyin said slowly: "Come here, give this girl the colorful Ruyi Kirin Python suit that the Shangfu Bureau sent a few days ago!"
(End of chapter)
