Mao Rong received his title from his great-grandfather, Nanning Bo Maosheng.
Mao Sheng went out with the army during the Zhengtong period. During the Jingtai period, he participated in the defense of Beijing and took charge of the training of three thousand battalions. Later, he pacified various places and was awarded the title of Nanning Bo for his achievements.
Mao Rong's grandfather was OK and had made some achievements, but his father was not. Now it is the fourth generation - in the seventh year of Hongzhi, Mao Rong succeeded to the title of Nanning Bo. It has been five years now, and it can be said that he has not made any achievements.
And although he is tall and has long legs, his face is fair and delicate, his limbs are thin, and he lacks the momentum and courage of a soldier when he walks.
Zhu Houzhao frowned when he saw it.
"Mao Rong, commander of Tengxiang's left guard, comes to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." He spoke in a weak tone.
And he was shaking his head, as if wearing armor and stomach was very uncomfortable.
He looked like this, not only because his body was hollowed out by wine and sex, but at least he didn't have any martial spirit at all.
It is said that after the Tumu Fortress, all the nobles and nobles were wiped out, and all that was left were these things.
Zhu Houzhao couldn't hide his disappointment, threw the book in his hand on the table, and ordered: "There is only one very simple thing for you to do. If you don't do it well, I will take your head."
The prince has been fighting with the elite ministers in the court all year round, and the habit he has developed is actually very strong. Otherwise, how can he beg for a living in the fog of the jungle?
It was Mao Rong's turn to bear this pressure. He was a little unbearable. His words... made him sound nervous.
"But according to... His Highness's orders!"
"You have five thousand soldiers and horses, and there are five hundred Tatar envoys in the capital. Tomorrow morning, the emperor will issue an edict that the court will no longer support these five hundred people. If you take them, who dares to Anyone who causes trouble or even hurts others in our Ming capital will be punished without mercy!"
"I accept the decree!"
Zhu Houzhao looked at him and felt a little annoyed, so he waved his hand, "Go down."
He has already had the idea of replacing him.
But there are currently no suitable candidates. There are 5,000 people in Tengxiang's left guard. They are not going to fight, but are still in Beijing. The task is actually very simple, so it is not a big problem for the time being.
If five thousand people can't even protect five hundred people, then Mao Rong's head can't be saved either.
Liu Jin next to me has practiced the art of observing words and expressions.
When he noticed that the prince's face looked wrong, he tentatively said, "Your Highness... but you don't like Uncle Nanning very much?"
"Back then, Nanning's chief minister doted on Lie, worked hard for his bravery, and was praised by everyone in the court. If you look at this man again, he is frizzy and has no sense of stability. He can only be said to be a general's dog. People often say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, but I think most of them are worse than the previous ones."
But if you want to remove this Nanning Bo immediately.
This matter needs to be discussed in the long run.
There are already many people in the court who are secretly opposing him, and he has not yet taken action against the group Xungui. If he is too hasty, it is really not his style.
Controlling people and governing a country cannot always rely solely on will.
"Your Highness, I have a story here. Maybe Your Highness would like to hear it."
"Oh?" Anticipation arose in Zhu Houzhao's heart,
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Sometimes, a person like this, who is "female and female," is actually very useful. He will touch your mind, scratch your itch, and solve your problems for you.
"The Earl of Nanning inherited the title from his great-grandfather, and his father Mao Wen was far inferior to his ancestor. Mao Wen had no ambitions and was romantic by nature. Therefore, Mao Wen had more than one son."
Zhu Houliang understood, "Among Mao Wen's sons, are there any who are virtuous and talented?"
"Yes, but...it seems to be an illegitimate child, called Mao Yuwen."
"Oh, that's better."
The pig's trotter plot of "Jedi's Counterattack" shows that perseverance and strength can only be forged by walking out of the darkness.
It was this name that made Zhu Houzhao feel weird.
But come to think of it, there is no word for Chinese in this era.
There's nothing you can do about it if someone gives it that name.
Liu Jin saw the prince's face turn from worry to joy, and felt a lot of encouragement. Last time, Zhang Yong presented Wu Junchuan, a brave and brave man, and the prince praised him greatly.
But in the final analysis, Wu Junchuan is not very popular now.
In this comparison, the one with the title of Duke Nanning is obviously different.
"If His Highness agrees, this matter will be handled by this servant."
Zhu Houzhao nodded and agreed.
Replacing Mao Rong rudely would make many honorable officials feel chilled. The choice is to keep Uncle Nan Ning by your side, the effect will be much better.
The collective of honorable nobles actually shares the same world with the royal family.
They don't have any imperial examinations to take. As long as they are loyal to the emperor, the emperor will give them glory and wealth.
As for the option of rebellion, it was of almost no value to the nobles of the Ming Dynasty... When later generations looked at the rebellion, they always felt that the emperor had offended him, so they simply rebelled. It seemed very heroic, but in fact it was not. The rebellion was to destroy the nine tribes.
As long as there is a way to survive, ordinary people will not rebel. Zhu Yuanzhang became a monk back then and never thought of rebelling. He really couldn't survive.
So these nobles are themselves nobles, so why bother?
And they are naturally willing to get close to the royal family,
Many of the generals in the capital camp were also nobles, and the emperor trusted them.
So this Mao Rong got this position.
By the evening of this day,
Zhu Houzhao got another important information,
He had previously asked Liu Jin to send people to find out where the 1,500 Tatars who entered the customs but did not enter Beijing went and what they did.
The young eunuch who came to report said something: When the powerful gentry heard that the northern captives were paying tribute, they each used colorful forgings, iron tools and other items to exchange for their horses.
With these words, Zhu Houzhao understood why he sent so many people.
This is basically a purchasing team.
"So, they went shopping."
Liu Jin whispered: "Your Highness, Datong, Xuanfu and other places in the Ming Dynasty are short of horses, and the Tatars are short of iron. On the day when the market opens, the court has a law that only allows cloth, silk, rice, salt and other goods to enter the market. They bring pottery and iron utensils privately. Therefore, the Beilu will ask the emperor for permission to provide iron utensils every time they pay tribute. In addition, they will also purchase large quantities of iron utensils from the private sector."
Zhu Houzhao thought that this was actually due to the difference in smelting technology.
In other words, a ban on the sale of iron tools is the arms embargo of these days.
"So... there is no such thing as a great success." Zhu Houzhao felt dissatisfied with Zhou Zhou in his heart, "That little prince has no profit and cannot afford to be early. How can he do such a meaningless thing since he considers himself a great man of his generation?"
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He walked around the hall and thought carefully for a while, "That Mao Yuwen, can you find him?"
"Of course, as long as His Highness is willing."
"Okay, let me see what he can do." Zhu Houzhao analyzed: "If I were a little prince, I would cherish this opportunity to pay tribute only once a year. In order to buy more ironware, I must send people down south first, communicate with some businessmen privately, and everything must be arranged in an orderly manner, otherwise it will be like a headless fly, and there will be no control over the results."
Liu Jin secretly praised in her heart that His Highness the Crown Prince is really a thoughtful person, "So what Your Highness means is..."
Zhu Houzhao frowned and said fiercely, "Let Mao Yuwen lead the people to investigate immediately to find out who is behind the deal. Track them, find them, and kill them!"
"Your Highness, do you think this kind of thing requires the emperor's order to let the royal guards take action?"
Zhu Houzhao's eyes turned to Liu Jin's face, "How can he be an ordinary businessman if he can do business with the Tatars? They may be able to spy on the news from the DPRK, so they can't use Jinyiwei, so they have to use this unprecedented one. Some people have anticipated Mao’s Chinese language, so let him choose some Dongchang stories and put them under his control.”
Eunuch Liu once again praised the prince's thoughtfulness.
"I understand, I will do it now."
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Liu Jin turned around and bent down to face the prince.
"Liu Jin, you are a cautious person. I have never seen this Mao Wenwen before. Using him on the surface is actually trusting you. Don't let me down."
Liu Jin's scalp went numb for a moment, but now it's better, she put herself in!
"I understand what Your Highness means, and my eyes will never see the wrong person."
"I hope so."
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At the same time, in the cabinet, Liu Jian also drafted the edict according to the wishes of the emperor and the prince. They were both veterans, but they could not predict the future.
"As soon as this imperial edict comes out, I don't know how big the disturbance will be tomorrow..."
The eldest son of the Ming Dynasty.
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