The fog at night was thicker, and there were countless people thinking in the night fog, and there were many officials who were busy with official business, or intrigue.

As the supreme Zhu Zhanji of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, in such a deep weather, he must have the unshirkable responsibility to worry about state affairs, which is his right and responsibility.

The bright glazed palace lamp could only illuminate a very small piece of light around him in the foggy night, and Emperor Xuande was tired, so he got up and paced back and forth in the main hall.

Looking at the fog outside, Zhu Zhanji frowned and thought, he is the son of the Great Tomorrow, the direct bloodline of Emperor Taizu, and the son of God, the emperor of all the people in the world, with supreme imperial power, able to dominate all things in the world, and able to determine life and death with one word, no matter who it is!

But at the same time, he also understands that he has stripped himself of the identity of the emperor, and he is just an ordinary person among all living beings, who will be born, old, sick and die, and when he is weak, he is not much superior to others in all aspects.

Martial arts can't compare to the Han generals around him, literary talent can't compare to many ministers in the court, marching and fighting can't compare to Zhang Fu and other generals, and strategy can't compare to uncle Xu Hao. If you ask yourself, you are far less than the eloquence of Taizu and grandfather, and the benevolence, righteousness and patience are not as good as your father.

When he really became the emperor, Zhu Zhanji realized his shortcomings, and he was often discouraged by heavy and complicated state affairs, and often wanted to evade his responsibilities, and pushed government affairs to the cabinet ministers to deal with, and went hunting and playing his favorite things.

Now that his dynasty is getting stronger and stronger, it has made the northern aliens hug their heads and run around, and they have expanded their territory to a huge territory several times that of Middle-earth, which is almost unimaginable.

Many generals in various places have repeatedly asked to lead troops to go on expeditions, to follow the conquest route of Genghis Khan in the past, and lay a foundation for the emperor that is no less prosperous than during the Tang Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty.

Zhu Zhanji knew very clearly that he could not do this, and it was true that he would achieve his great cause beyond the Ming monarchs of previous dynasties, but the end of reckless military force was the same as that of the Tang Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, which brought a heavy burden to the people. The border generals took advantage of the situation to rise, and the huge empire fell apart in just a few decades.

The most important thing is that the land in the north and even the western regions is not profitable, and the Han people are unwilling to migrate to the bitter cold areas where it is impossible to farm. In addition, character determines fate, Zhu Zhanji hopes that he can be a good emperor who inherits the past and the future, maintains the foundation of his ancestors, and passes it on from generation to generation, which is more important than anything else.

Of course, Zhu Zhanji is not without ambition, so he refuted the opinions of Jin Youzi and other ministers, why not the overseas territories that can be easily obtained? In this regard, he was still influenced by Xu Hao, on the premise that the gains outweighed the losses. We will never give up easily.

The historical Xuande Dynasty was tired and impatient due to the repeated rebellions of Annan for more than 20 years, just like the United States in Iraq and Afghanistan. A large number of military personnel are lost, and the whole society will also be permeated with war weariness.

Any person of insight can see that there is no point in continuing to increase troops in Annan for such endless attrition. What is the purpose of the war? Is it a game to satisfy the vanity of the people who expand their territory?

It's the interest!

Fighting back against the invaders is for profit, and acquiring land is also for profit. When the conquest of Annam Korea and other small neighboring countries outweighed the benefits, even the emperor could not oppose the demand for an armistice, except for a powerful figure like Yongle the Great.

Zhu Zhanji, who frowned, was unstable with the news of the overseas rebellion. We can only understand from the recital how big the scale is, how many people there are, and whether the information reported by the officials is accurate. What exactly was the cause of the rebellion?

At present, the tax revenue of the overseas territories is very small, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, unlike the Central Plains, where most of them are raised to fill their stomachs.

Let's be honest. Another important reason for Zhu Zhanji's support for the conquest of overseas is that the internal displaced people were semi-forced and semi-voluntarily migrated overseas, which Xu Hao contributed to a lot.

According to the statistics given by the Ministry of War, the number of riots per year has indeed decreased significantly, and the new warships and muskets and artillery have greatly reduced the size of the troops stationed overseas and the time they travel to, and the navigation has become safer.

As for the criticism of being too far away, it was also because of the birth of steamships and trains, which stunned the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and this gave Zhu Zhanji the confidence to decide to own vast overseas territories.

Today, the emperor finally asked his uncle, who did not speak, and his uncle said that Lord Jin was worried about the lack of food, which was a problem that had plagued China for 2,000 years. The so-called general trend of the world is divided and merged, to put it bluntly, because of the high degree of land annexation, the population has grown to the limit, and the common people cannot eat. If the world is not chaotic, China will be able to resist the enemy in the north.

Zhu Zhanji recalled, and his uncle said that of course my words are a bit one-sided, but letting the people eat must be the first priority, and there is nothing more important than this.

At that time, all the ministers nodded in unison, and Zhu Zhanji himself thought that Emperor Taizu had joined the rebel army because of famine?

Jin Youzi asked what he had to say, and his uncle said four words softly.

"Oil, fertilizer."

He said four more words, "Middle East, Daqing." ”

Is it useful or not? Zhu Zhanji, who couldn't understand it, was looking forward to this, as long as he could feed the people and let him give his uncle a living king, he was willing to give his uncle a living king. It's a pity that my uncle said that it will take a long, long time, and a large number of people will be organized to explore and research.

Zhu Zhanji understood this, and the ministers also understood that there is no good thing in this world that can be accomplished overnight.

Returning to his imperial book case and sitting down, Zhu Zhanji once again carefully read the entire overseas map and relevant documents, he was confident that he would send troops to quell the rebellion, but he must solve the mystery, otherwise the rebellion will definitely rise one after another, and the imperial court, which is beyond the reach of the whip, is simply unable to take care of it.

Zhu Zhanji ordered the imperial eunuch to draw up the decree on his behalf, thought for a while and said: "You hand over the draft decree to Wenyuan Pavilion for redrafting, and order the two commanders to immediately set off to lead their troops to the sea, with full authority to deal with the rebellion, and secretly investigate whether the local governor's palace has violated the prohibition and disorder of power." ”

After explaining the government affairs, Zhu Zhanji felt hungry, so he ordered Gong'e to send it for supper, and asked Sun Guifei to come over to accompany him.

Under the faint light, Sun Wangyue became more mature and plump, her delicate skin was smooth and jade, Zhu Zhanji reached out and stroked it, and suddenly flicked it lightly. It seems that under the skin is the elixir and jade liquid in the West Kunlun Yao Pool.

Skin is like water, zhu zhanji's expression is narrow, because the thick liquid source under the concubine will definitely overflow the juice, gently probe it with his hand, sure enough.

In the matter of men and women, the experienced Zhu Zhanji is very patient, let the emotional concubine twist around, and said with a smile: "Concubine Ai, sing me a song, I am tired all day today, let me rest and rest." ”

"Okay." Sun Wangyue smiled sweetly. "Sing a song to the Holy One that my grandmother taught me as a child."

"On the tenth floor, Lin Chun is on the garden, eight festivals of long joy and an inch of gold, remembering the young man's walking on the royal street, and the first floor of the Yaotai of the Toad Palace."

"Good!" Zhu Zhanji suddenly pressed the beauty under him.

Sun Wangyue lost no time in coquettishly saying, "Holy stop, I want to talk to you." ”

Zhu Zhanji hugged the beauty tighter and said with a smile: "Do all the people in your hometown sing this song?" ”

"Nope." Sun Wangyuexing, who was pressed underneath, was drunk, and his legs naturally lifted up and wrapped around the man's waist, "Most of the folk songs of the hometown people are simple vernacular, and only the scholarly family will make such words." ”

"I can also fill in the words." Zhu Zhanji suddenly stabbed hard. laughed and said, "I'll be simple, haha!" ”

At the same time, in the Yongle Nanzhou Governor's Palace, people were shuttling back and forth in the hall, and the shouts of guessing the boxing order were endless.

In the middle of the hall. Groups of indigenous girls from various local tribes wore only leather skirts or grass skirts, with all kinds of bright feathers on their heads, and their bare upper bodies were covered with shell and gemstone necklaces, dancing back and forth.

Wild action. The skillful dancing posture resembles the dark red beautiful face of the women of the Central Plains such as Mongolia, and the hot but not very plump breast-rippling waves. The men who were staggering were also blushing, staring at the dancing girls with their round colored eyes motionless.

The greedy gaze almost penetrated the skirt, and when he saw the charming herba, the wine glass in his hand was raised, but he forgot to drink it, and some even drooled.

In Yongle Zhou, far away from their homeland, it seems that the etiquette of the Han people is gone, and there are primitive impulses everywhere, and the hospitable indigenous people have no concept of male and female defense, allowing the girls in the clan to make love with outsiders of the same skin color, and they swear that you are the remnants of the Shang Dynasty, and we are a clan, otherwise why do you look so similar? Looks like it works well.

The girls in the clan exchanged for beautiful silk and tea, as well as the precious porcelain, the indigenous people worked hard to learn the noble ancestral Chinese that had been lost by the clan for a long time, and gladly accepted the canonization of the imperial court, learning to farm, in short, the advanced civilization brought by the Han people, and the locals worshiped it.

Of course, there are also murderous tribes, either exterminated or fleeing to distant lands, in addition to the threat of disease.

On the north side of the hall sat a row of local tribal leaders, all dressed in luxurious Hanfu, all of them were full of red light, everyone was eight or nine points drunk, and they also stared intently at the dancing girls of other tribes, although they were not as hungry as the soldiers of the Ming army, they were also squinting.

In the middle of the jaguar skin chair sat an old general who was more than half a hundred years old, this person was wearing a first-class official uniform today, the whole person was majestic, full of spring, and the wrinkled old lines on his face were also stretched a lot, as if an iron had been ironed, shaking the gray hair decorated with gems and gold, pointing a word for a while, laughing heartily for a while, and drinking with the leaders of the surrounding tribes with a wine glass.

More often, he laughed with a bejeweled Han noble lady beside him, and from time to time made a few obscene actions to avoid people's eyes, secretly digging a handful in the chest or crotch of the noblewoman, looking at his happy energy, it really seemed that he had married some beauty.

In fact, it is not false, this person is the famous governor of Yongle Nanzhou, Lin Qingxiang, the general of Zhennan, today he married Zhu Bing'er, the righteous daughter of Zhu Qiaoqiao, the lord of Liaodong, and is a stunning beauty in Liaodong.

But it was not Lin Qingxiang's concubine, but the daughter-in-law who married his son Lin Qi. With such a beautiful and identity 'daughter-in-law', Lin Qingxiang is of course happy, and plans to sow seeds himself, who will let his son be an inhumane fool.

So the invitations flew all over Yongle Nanzhou, and the officials and leaders of various departments usually had no chance to talk to him, and for a time the places were busy, which was more grand than any grand local traditional festival, and the performances alone prepared thousands of sets and thousands of women, which was enough for the Governor's Mansion to celebrate for more than three months.

The soldiers who are usually bored also have something to do all of a sudden, they can eat, drink and have women to play, and it is worth being a little more busy. As for the rebellions that frequently broke out due to the snatching of beauties, the emperor is far away, who cares about him? (To be continued......) R1292