"Fifth brother." Zhu Biao spoke again. "So, who is the Jianzhou Jurchen who finally took over my Ming Dynasty?"
"Yes." Zhu Su nodded again.
"Although the capital city of the Ming Dynasty was conquered by Li Zicheng's peasant army, the ones who took advantage in the end were indeed the Jurchens in Jianzhou."
"After they invaded the Central Plains, they began a brutal massacre. Not only did they regard the Han people as their own slaves and forced them to shave their heads and change their clothes, they also caused many massacres."
"The Ten Days in Yangzhou and the Three Massacres in Jiading... caused our Chinese civilization to regress for a hundred years, and from then on we became the fish of the great powers."
"Speaking of which, they were fed by the kindness of our Ming Dynasty!"
boom! The young and energetic Zhu Biao punched the table and said angrily: "A mere barbarian actually repays kindness with hatred!"
"Just now, I thought it was too much for my father to raise troops for no reason."
"Now, I only regret that I didn't ask for the battle in person and wipe out this beast's clan with my own hands to express the hatred in my heart!"
Lao Zhu was very excited after hearing this. It seems that the eldest son he chose is not too pedantic yet.
"Let me tell you, those barbarians are white-eyed wolves, right?"
"It's useless for those pedantic masters to convince others with virtue!"
"If it had been useful, the masters of the Song Dynasty would have told Meng Yuan to withdraw their troops long ago!"
What Lao Zhu said makes sense! Zhu Su secretly gave Lao Zhu a thumbs up. When it comes to persuading people with virtue, who can do more than send someone to court?
Even the emperor gave it to others as a naked dancer, but there was no such thing as Jin Mongolia crying bitterly and repenting of his past.
"Father, have you mobilized troops to annihilate Jianzhou Jurchen this morning?" Lao Zhu acted quickly enough. The Northern Expedition has just been defeated, and now they are raising troops again?
"The Meng Yuan side won't take the opportunity to go south, right?"
If a few words he said caused the historical trajectory to change and the situation in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties in the north to worsen, then Zhu Su could not bear this responsibility.
If you want to lie down peacefully, you must first ensure that the Ming Dynasty is prosperous!
"No problem, lend him some courage!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted.
"Then Wang Baobao didn't get any favors from Tiande. And according to what you said, their encirclement and suppression of Wenzhong didn't succeed either."
"At this time, their morale is low. When they heard that the Ming Dynasty was sending troops again, the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty had no time to summon the remaining soldiers to protect themselves!"
"You still dare to come to our country and tease the tiger's beard?"
As he said that, Lao Zhu laughed twice in a wicked way.
"It's just right. It can also scare the baby emperor of Yuanting and make him live in peace for a few years!"
Zhu Su looked at the cheap old man and always wondered why old Zhu was hiding a cunning heart under his rough appearance...
But if he said it was no problem, then it probably would be no problem. After all, when it comes to strategic vision, Emperor Hongwu is undoubtedly the best in the world.
It is three points better than first-class players such as Xu Da and Wang Baobao.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao asked Zhu Su in detail about the Jianzhou Jurchens. After learning that the predecessors of the Jianzhou Jurchens were indeed Huli Gai, Tuo Wen, and Audoli, both father and son breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as you didn’t kill the wrong person!
Even though the slaughter was wrong, it didn't seem to be a big deal. Just do it again.
"Lao Wu." After confirming the problem of Jianzhou Jurchen, Lao Zhu consciously filled a hole for future generations, and his mood became better. He looked at Zhu Su and said, "When we were chatting yesterday, we were so angry that we didn't even ask for details."
"Today, please tell us and your brother in detail why the Ming Dynasty fell."
"One by one, tell us where there is something wrong!"
As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Su expectantly.
Zhu Biao was also shocked, yes! Now that the fifth brother is a time traveler, as long as we know what goes wrong in the future, dad and I can fix it in advance, right?
Isn’t it easy to take the medicine according to the prescription?
He can always make Ming Dynasty as impregnable as possible!
"Uh..." Zhu Su was a little embarrassed. What’s wrong with Ming Dynasty? That's a lot.
To put it into perspective, that would last for three days and three nights.
After thinking for a while, Zhu Su said: "Father, do you want to plug up all those problems and create a Ming Dynasty that will never be easy?"
"That's not the case." At this point, Lao Zhu became more determined.
"I won't hide it from you. In fact, we have been thinking about it since the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China. What kind of perfect method can we use to ensure that our Ming Dynasty will never be easy."
"We think that the people must be peaceful so that the Ming Dynasty can never be easy!"
Lao Zhu stood up, took the white jade Ruyi and started walking while talking.
"Xunzi said: Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Dad is right." Zhu Biao praised.
"Hey, we didn't know what Tang Taizong was talking about at that time." Lao Zhu waved his hand with a smile on his face. "It's just that we are different from other emperors. Our old Zhu family started from the common people!"
"We know deeply that if the people are restless, then we must change the situation!"
"Leave it alone, if we still have food to eat in Fengyang, a wife and children, who would be willing to put their head in their belts to conquer the world?"
Zhu Biao and Zhu Su nodded. Zhu Su secretly thought, what Lao Zhu said makes sense. If you can live a peaceful life, you won't change it if you become an emperor!
Of course, the three thousand beauties in the harem are also very fragrant. But thank you for the pile of memorials and official documents and the white-bearded civil servants who keep an eye on your private life every day.
"We discussed it with Mr. Liu and Mr. Li many times. Finally, we decided to establish a system that will never be easy for the Ming Dynasty!" Lao Zhu looked a little proud.
"We drew up household registration and divided the people into civilian households, military households, and craftsman households. We also wanted to allow the people to settle down in their own occupations and live in their own households, and not to wander around and cause trouble. We also asked people to measure the acres of land and draw up a fish scale register. Then we punish corrupt officials so that officials do not dare to bully the people. This will be enough to ensure that the people of our Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, and that our Ming Dynasty will always be prosperous."
This is Lao Zhu’s ideal approach. He hoped that by restricting people's movements and formulating a household registration system, the Ming Dynasty would maintain the status quo forever: villagers will always be villagers, and craftsmen will be craftsmen from generation to generation. The road guide system was also used to limit the scope of movement of the people: people could never leave their hometown. If they wanted to leave their hometown, they had to explain the situation to the government office, issue a road guide, and return within a time limit. In this way, the entire country will fall into a state of near stagnation, which will remain the same for generations.
But this approach is undoubtedly wrong: the son of a craftsman may not be suitable for carpentry work, and villagers may also lose their land and be forced to leave their homes. The descendants of the military households may not be willing to fight, and it is even less likely that the land of China will remain this lifeless!
"Father." Zhu Su couldn't help but speak. "Have you ever heard of the three-hundred-year curse of the dynasty?"
"Three hundred years of curse?" Lao Zhu was stunned. "what is that?"
It seems that no one has concluded anything similar in this era. Zhu Su said seriously: "The so-called three-hundred-year curse is that our Chinese dynasty cannot inherit it for more than three hundred years no matter what."
"This curse is a cloud that almost all dynasties cannot break!"
