Qianqing Palace, Nuange.
Zhu Gaoxu was lying on the deck chair leisurely.
His current life can be said to be quite nourishing, just sitting on the recliner with his eyes closed and meditating.
There is a low table next to the lounge chair. There are a few snacks on the low table, such as a dried fruit butcher shop, and a few eunuchs and maids are standing beside it.
When you are thirsty or hungry, someone will naturally break up the snacks and bring them to your mouth.
Well, this is the life an emperor should live!
Zhu Gaoxu was just happy when Prince Leng Buding came.
When Zhu Zhanhe saw this scene, he immediately laughed out loud.
"Father, you really know how to enjoy life!"
"My son is very busy all day long, but my father is here doing nothing!"
"What are you talking about?" Zhu Gaoxu pretended to be angry: "What are you talking about?"
"As a father, I am cultivating my character, taking care of my body, and trying to live a few more years."
"Besides, letting your son supervise the administration of the country is to cultivate your ability to manage government affairs and handle government affairs, and to allow you to accumulate experience. Look at the past dynasties, which emperor has such magnanimity and magnanimity as a father?"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe was immediately speechless.
It seems that those emperors in the past were really unable to be like my father.
The relationship between the emperor and the prince was inherently close and sensitive.
If the prince is too bad, the emperor will naturally be dissatisfied, and may even want to abolish the prince and replace him with a good one.
However, if the prince is too outstanding, the emperor will also be wary, because the prince is the crown prince, and he is also the king!
Your prince is too wise and too outstanding, but it makes the emperor seem fatuous and incompetent. All civil and military officials in the dynasty have come to serve the prince. Which emperor can tolerate this?
The emperor is a lonely man, no matter whether he is a minister or a prince, what he cares about most is the power in his hands after all!
Throughout the dynasties, battles between emperors and princes were common.
As a result, in the Ming Dynasty and Lao Zhu's house, the situation was completely reversed!
Starting from Emperor Taizu Gao and Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao, to the current Emperor Wude and Prince Zhu Zhanhe, all these emperors wished that the prince would grow up earlier and be able to take charge of his own affairs earlier!
Not to mention guarding against the prince's power, they were even worried that the prince's power was not powerful enough and his prestige was not enough. They wished they could give the entire Ming Dynasty to the prince so that he could ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor as soon as possible!
The Emperor of Wude in front of him is even more outrageous. How long has he been on the throne? It has only been Wude for six years. He, the prince Zhu Zhanhe, has been in prison for five years!
Is it reasonable?
Is this appropriate?
It’s so bullying!
"Father, are you..."
"Quickly let go of your farts, don't talk about these things!"
Zhu Gaoxu curled his lips in disdain and blocked what Zhu Zhanhe wanted to say with one sentence.
Zhu Zhanhe had no choice but to sigh and took out the report from the Ministry of War.
"This is an urgent report from Hami City. The Western Expeditionary Army has officially set out!"
"The Royal Engineering Team has also arrived in Hami, led by Li Shulin himself, and is building Hami into a military base."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu stood up and took the urgent report.
There are not many things worthy of personal intervention by His Majesty, the Emperor of Military Virtue.
The first is Yang Shiqi’s new policy of allowing tenants to live in rural areas, which is being implemented steadily.
Secondly, the free education issue that Yang Rong is responsible for has gradually been put on the agenda.
The third is the Western Expedition led by Zhang Fu himself. This battle will completely change the fate of the Ming Dynasty!
“There’s no problem with money, food, supplies, etc., right?”
"Did that old guy Xia Yuanji interfere with this?"
When Zhu Zhanhe heard this, his expression suddenly became strange, and he smiled and said: "Father, don't worry, the first batch of grain and grass baggage has arrived in Hami, and the second batch of grain and grass baggage is on the way."
"My son heard that Mr. Xia paid great attention to this matter. He stayed in the duty room all day and all night. It can be said that he was spinning around without a moment's rest."
Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu felt warm in his heart.
It seems that the effect of the last conversation was quite good.
At least Xia Yuanji really listened and took it to heart.
"Give Xia Yuanji a python suit, and you can give it to me with gold and jade."
"In addition, send a few imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital to accompany you. This old guy is quite old. Don't really tire him out. Otherwise, where can you find such a good Minister of the Ministry of Finance?"
Zhu Zhanhe nodded repeatedly, keeping all these in mind.
After a pause, he asked with a smile: "Father, my son is a little confused."
"Why did Mr. Xia agree with my father to send troops to Central Asia, and even devote himself to it?"
When it comes to Xia Yuanji, Zhu Zhanhe still respects him, but many times he hates this old guy with itch.
Because this guy only wants to develop people's livelihood, and based on the basic principle of "take from the people, use it for the people", any tax money and food that goes into the national treasury must not be used elsewhere, even for him, Zhu Zhanhe. The prince himself gave the order, and Xia Yuanji didn't care about him at all!
For example, not long ago, the imperial court ordered the reform of the rural grassroots system. Retired soldiers were appointed as the village chiefs and armor commanders to compete with the powerful local gentry, thus breaking the monopoly control of the local gentry over the rural people.
This policy is undoubtedly a plan to remove salary from the bottom of the cauldron, and the effect is naturally very good, but the problem is that it costs money to statistically resettle these retired soldiers.
So Zhu Zhanhe approved the note and asked Chen Qia, the Minister of the Ministry of War, to go to Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, to ask for money.
As a result, Chen Qia didn't ask for the money, and Xia Yuanji went straight to Wenyuan Pavilion and scolded Zhu Zhanhe. He was so angry that the prince, a good-tempered prince, almost couldn't hold back his swear words.
Xia Yuanji's reasoning is very simple. Since the division of financial power, military expenditures, including the support of soldiers, are all the responsibility of the royal family. Naturally, the resettlement expenses for these retired soldiers should also be allocated by the royal family. This account must not be paid from the Ministry of Household Affairs. out.
I have to admit that Xia Yuanji is Xia Yuanji. He scolded Zhu Zhanhe until he was speechless. In the end, he had to apologize and admit his mistake in despair.
Therefore, Zhu Zhanhe seldom failed to understand at this moment. With Xia Yuanji's temperament and temperament, how could he willingly spend money and food from the treasury to support the imperial court in sending troops to Central Asia?
This is unreasonable!
Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu looked at the prince with a smile and said, "You really want to know? Don't regret it!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhanhe's face changed slightly, but he nodded firmly.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Gaoxu did not hide it from him.
"I told Xia Yuanji that after this battle is over, I will give the throne to the prince!"
"So this battle of the Western Expedition will be the last battle I fight for the Ming Dynasty in my life!"
Zen position!
Upon hearing these two words, Zhu Zhanhe froze on the spot.
"Father, is there really something wrong with your body and bones?"
"My son, I will ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look. Father, you..."
"You are thinking too much." Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand, "I just don't like being the emperor."
"It's not like you don't know that I didn't want to be the emperor back then. It was your grandpa who forced me to take this position. It would be great if my eldest brother hadn't left so early!"
Zhu Gaoxu looked very lonely and sighed: "Your father, I really don't want to be the emperor. I just want to go to Yunnan and become a vassal, and be a happy and happy king of Yunnan."
"But fate is a trick of its own, and it happened to make me sit on this dragon's chair."
Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Zhanhe and patted him on the shoulder.
"Work hard!"
"After this battle is over, I will take your mother and the others to travel around the world, and even go to the sea."
"I have done too much for the Ming Dynasty in my life, and I have suffered too much infamy. I am really tired and want to relax."
Zhu Zhanhe's eyes instantly turned red when he heard this, but he still didn't stop him.
He couldn't open this mouth, and he couldn't speak.
He knows better than anyone that his father, Zhu Gaoxu, has had a harder life than anyone else and is more tired than anyone else!
