In fact, it’s not that Zhu Xianming didn’t expect it, it’s just that he really trusted Zhu Jinghong, so he didn’t think this issue was a problem.
"Which one do you think is more important, the northwest or the sea?" The queen changed the subject.
“I can’t tell!”
The emperor’s answer really surprised Yang Qingyin.
Before she could continue to ask questions, Zhu Xianming explained: "I think the northwest is more important, but Lao Shisan said that the sea is important. I always feel... he may be right!"
< p>With such an inside story, Yang Qingyin didn't know what to say, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart about who was the father of the two.Yang Qingyin continued: "Since you think the northwest is important, Lao Shisan led the troops to suppress the rebellion in the past two years. After the victory, why did you recall him and let him work hard to achieve a complete victory? Wouldn't it save a lot of money? Trouble!"
The trouble the Queen meant was not just about draining the treasury and losing many lives...
"You want to say that I am suspicious of Lao Shisan?" Zhu Xianming looked serious.
The queen did not speak, but actually expressed her concern.
Lao Shisan is so powerful and poses such a great threat to the imperial power, and the queen is also worried that something will happen in the future.
“With all the achievements of Lao Shisan back then, I can’t help but be suspicious of him!”
Jinling’s suppression of the Japanese was a small matter, but the suppression of the rebellion in the northwest was considered official, and it was also Zhu Jinghong’s true display. When there is talent.
Although Zhu Jinghong made great achievements in suppressing the rebellion in the northwest, his foundation was still shallow after all, and he did not pose much of a threat to the emperor.
This is what the emperor wanted to express. Only he himself knows how much of it is true and how false.
Walking ahead with his hands behind his back, Zhu Xianming said slowly: "He was called back to Beijing because... the war against the rebellion is not over yet!"
"What do you mean by this? "Yang Qingyin became more and more confused.
"The northwest campaign is very costly, not only for the imperial court, but even more for the vassals in the northwest!"
"Just listen to Zhu Xianming continue to say: "Zhasak's rebellion, all Because his strength has become stronger, among the vassals in the northwest, is his family the only one stronger? "
After hearing this, Yang Qingyin asked: "Your purpose is to take the opportunity to weaken the surrounding vassals? So the war cannot stop too early! "
"In this way... we can avoid another rebellion! "Zhu Xianming nodded.
"But who would have thought that the successive incidents in North Korea and the Southeast Sea would actually cost the court a lot of money, and now the treasury is empty! ”
This means that plans cannot keep up with changes. Past events have proved this truth. Things may develop in the same way in the future. No one can say for sure.
Yang Qingyin was calm. Said: "So now, you want to end the war as soon as possible! ”
“Well! "
Now, everything has been explained. Although many things are absurd, we have finally reached a conclusion.
"You can be sure that when Old Thirteen is gone, he will be able to win! "Yang Qingyin questioned again.
If possible, she still doesn't want Zhu Jinghong to go to the battlefield.
In fact, to be more precise, every time Zhu Jinghong went to fight, Yang Qingyin did not want him to go.
"He has talent!" Zhu Xianming replied.
This is his reason. It sounds childish, but it seems very convincing.
Next, the couple chatted a lot more. They had not had such an in-depth communication for a long time.
"The words you and I say today must not reach the ears of a third person, not even the thirteenth old man!"
"He is a piece of rough jade, but he must be careful. Don't let him be arrogant and complacent!" Yang Qingyin certainly agreed with these principles, so she nodded in agreement.
But in fact, the so-called careful attention to detail is, to a large extent, suppression.
So in the future, Zhu Xianming will still restrict Zhu Jinghong to ensure the safety of his own power.
So, he is a very stubborn person, which can also be said to be hypocritical, and this is also the instinct of a normal emperor.
In the final analysis, he is old and no longer as wise and wise as he was when he was young. However, those glorious deeds in the past will become the glitz that covers his eyes, preventing him from seeing the truest situation.
Fortunately, Zhu Xianming was not too confused, otherwise there is no guarantee that he would not be another Li Longji.
Thinking that his arrangements were complete and appropriate, Zhu Xianming looked proud at this moment and asked: "Now you understand why I urgently summoned him back to Beijing!"
Yang Qingyin glanced at him again, and then said: "I hope you can handle these things well!"
As a queen, she also hopes that the emperor's inheritance will be orderly, and as a mother, she hopes that her sons will die well. .
Although the emperor's plan was good, in Yang Qingyin's view, everything might go wrong before things were settled.
But as Zhu Xianming said, the current arrangement is the best result, and she can only hope that there will be no accidents during the period.
It was indeed quite heavy to talk about these things. After walking in silence for a while, Zhu Xianming took the initiative to change the topic.
The two walked for a while. When the queen felt tired, Zhu Xianming summoned a chariot sedan and carried them back to Kunning Palace.
After lunch at Kunning Palace, Zhu Xianming returned to Qianqing Palace. He still had unfinished reports today.
It is easy to be a hands-off boss, but if you want to master the empire in depth, you have to devote yourself to nearly endless reports.
After Zhu Xianming left, there was a report from outside that the princess was here, and Yang Qingyin immediately ordered someone to call her into the palace.
Husband and sons have their own affairs, and Zhu Yunsheng is a rare person with whom he can chat.
"Meet the Queen Mother!"
Looking at her daughter who was much more mature and steady, Yang Qingyin looked much better.
Yang Qingyin asked: "How are you doing lately? Have you two had any trouble?"
Zhu Yunsheng just came outWhen she got married, she had a conflict with her consort Liang Yi, and Yang Qingyin knew about it.
The emperor originally wanted to punish Liang Yi, but she persuaded him not to do so because she knew the conflict between the young couple and had to talk it out himself to resolve it.
"Mom... why are we still having trouble? Life is going well now!" Zhu Yunsheng stepped forward and acted coquettishly, just like he did before he was married.
"That's good!" Yang Qingyin nodded.
"Your thirteenth brother is going back to Beijing. Do you know about this?"
Snuggling next to the queen, Zhu Yunsheng replied: "He has been gone for more than a year. , it’s time to come back and take a look... As the saying goes, parents are not traveling far away!”
stroking her precious daughter’s hair, Yang Qingyin asked with a smile: “The world says you are the thirteenth brother!” Naughty, you grew up with him and have close contact with him... Tell me, what kind of person is your Thirteenth Brother!"
"Thirteenth Brother..."
"Why... you can't understand him?"
Zhu Yunsheng replied: "Actually, Brother Thirteen is very smart and hard-working!"
"Oh ...You actually think so!" Yang Qingyin was a little surprised.
"This is a fact. Don't you know that Brother Thirteen is very organized in his work? Previously he..."
Zhu Yunsheng is a smart person. She doesn't know many things, but with her It feels like she can roughly judge who among the three brothers will win. This is her unique advantage.
Yang Qingyin listened to Zhu Yunsheng talk a lot. She learned about her son from another perspective and almost got to know Zhu Jinghong again.
Time passed quickly, and another month passed in the blink of an eye. Zhu Jinghong’s motorcade entered the Luoyang area.
But he was not in a hurry to return to Beijing. Instead, he turned around and rushed to the imperial mausoleum. He wanted to go to pay homage in front of the Taishang's imperial mausoleum first.
For this purpose, he also brought dozens of heads, all of which were Spanish officers who had been convicted and beheaded.
In the Hall of the Emperor's Mausoleum, Zhu Jinghong knelt in front of the emperor's robes and kowtowed to the Emperor's tablet.
"Grandpa, my grandson is back!"
"You said that after Desheng's victory, don't forget to report the victory to you. This time, the grandson brought the heads of the enemy captives to report specifically. Sacrifice your soul in heaven!"
"Grandpa, my grandson misses you, why don't you wait for your grandson, why just..."
Zhu Jinghong is half sincere and half acting, at this moment He cried with deep sorrow, just like a filial son and a virtuous grandson in an ordinary family.
He stayed in the Emperor's Cemetery for more than an hour. It was not until the eunuch from the palace summoned him to see him that Zhu Jinghong reluctantly left the cemetery.
Another hour later, Zhu Jinghong entered the capital.
As the news of his return spread, all the people in the capital rushed to the streets, wanting to see the majesty of Zhu Jinghong's motorcade, causing chaos on the streets.
Normally, Zhu Jinghong entered the city from the east gate and west gate. The actual situation made him choose to enter the city from the north gate, which is the closest to the imperial city.
Entering the city smoothly and safely, Zhu Jinghong's expression became serious after entering the imperial city.
He didn't know the emperor's purpose of urgently calling him back to the capital, so he felt quite uneasy. He was worried that the tacit understanding that had been finally rebuilt before would be broken due to the victory in the naval battle.
"It's hard to be the emperor's son!" Zhu Jinghong sighed inwardly.
On the way into the palace, Zhu Jinghong met many acquaintances, many of whom came to greet him enthusiastically, and he wasted no time in talking along the way.
Finally, he arrived at the Qianqing Gate and was notified according to the procedures.
Time has changed many things. If it was before, he would go in directly. Now, if he wants to reverse his own image, he must make these changes.
Soon, a young eunuch walked out of Qianqing Gate and led Zhu Jinghong into the main hall.
After not seeing each other for more than a year, when the father and son reunited, they both saw a huge change in each other.
The emperor lost weight and his hair became much whiter...
Zhu Jinghong was tanned and his beard became thicker...
"The son and ministers kowtowed to their father. ,Long live my emperor!"
Zhu Xianming was a little disappointed when he didn't hear that "Dad", but at the same time he felt relieved.
"You fought well at sea and made great contributions to the court. What reward do you want?" Zhu Xianming said in a warm tone.
Although the emperor appeared approachable, Zhu Jinghong still maintained a high degree of vigilance.
Zhu Jinghong replied: "Dad... it is natural for a son to serve his father, how dare he ask for any reward!"
"I have always made clear distinctions between rewards and punishments. , you should be rewarded for your merit, tell me...what you want!" Zhu Xianming said seriously.
This put Zhu Jinghong in trouble. He didn’t know how much he should ask for because he couldn’t be sure of the emperor’s wishes.
"This...Father, you can reward me however you want, and your son is willing to accept it!"
Hearing this, Zhu Xianming laughed directly: "What you mean by this... It's like this reward is like a hot potato!"
"My son would never dare!" Zhu Jinghong quickly confessed.
When a son becomes mature and stable, he will feel alienated. Zhu Xianming understands this very well.
So much so that at this moment, he felt a sense of regret, and then said in a slower tone: "Whatever you want, dad is not a stingy person!"
At this moment, Zhu Xianming is I really want this kid to want something. As long as he doesn't directly ask for the "Prince's position", he will directly agree to any conditions.
Looking back carefully, Zhu Xianming couldn't help but find that he had never properly rewarded Zhu Jinghong for his achievements over the years.
After thinking carefully, Zhu Jinghong replied: "At the beginning of last year, your son was banned from home. He was first fined half a year's salary, and then received the county prince's salary, so can...the fine be refunded? Give it to your son and increase his salary!"
Zhu Xianming was really shocked when he heard this "novel" request.
"Have you thought about it, do you want these?"
Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "If you can reward hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, my son will be willing to accept it!"< /p>
Not to mention the current cash flow difficulties of the court, even when funds were abundant before, there was no reward of one million taels to individuals.
Zhu Jinghong was joking, but Zhu Xianming said: "Of course you can...but not now, the court has no money to reward you!"
"My son is just a joke, dad, please don't "Too serious!"
Zhu Xianming smiled, and then said: "The money and goods you seized in Xiyi Port City are equivalent to nearly 12 million taels. This pension and reward cost four One million, and another two million will be spent to recruit soldiers for the new port..."
"The so-called five-year plan for expanding the navy you submitted more than a month ago will cost another tens of millions. It’s true that money earned quickly is spent faster!”
Six million taels of silver have been spent on the first two things the emperor mentioned, but the so-called ship expansion plan has to be carried out step by step. The official execution has not started yet, so Zhu Jinghong still has 6 million left in his seizure.
"If you are reluctant to let go of your children, you will not be able to trap the wolf. When it comes to spending money, you must have courage. Without courage, there will be no production!"
"We have built the fleet, and we will be able to control the world from now on. Above the ocean, the money is still coming!"
Hearing these words, Zhu Xianming looked solemn and said: "According to your plan, set up four major naval divisions: Liaodong, Jinling, Zhejiang, and Guangdong. A total of thirty fleets and six hundred warships..."
This is indeed Zhu Jinghong's plan, and it is a preliminary plan within ten years. In the next ten years, the navy may be further expanded as needed. and supporting facilities.
"Not to mention the high cost of construction, but also the high cost of maintenance after completion. Can we really recover our money?" Zhu Xianming has deep doubts.
Zhu Jinghong could only explain again: "Dad, think about it. Countries like Britain, France, Portugal and Spain don't have as many fleets as we do. You can see how big it is to control the ocean and rule foreign lands. Profit!"
Zhu Jinghong has said this concept many times, and Zhu Xianming knows it.
"After the great war, the Liaodong Navy still has five A-class ships, twenty-one B-class ships, and thirty-three C-class ships. Is it still capable of fighting?"
The emperor suddenly asked this topic, which surprised Zhu Jinghong.
"It depends on who we are fighting. If we face England, France and Portugal alone, there is no chance of winning!"
"What about Japan?" Zhu Xianming asked.
"Japan?"
Seeing Zhu Jinghong's puzzled expression, Zhu Xianming explained; "Nansi reported that there are large mines in Iwami, Yamanashi, Niigata and other places in Japan, with an annual silver output. But it’s more than 1.5 million taels!”
“The Liaodong Navy is idle. If it can overwhelm Japan and force it to pay tribute, it can also serve as a training ground, which will kill two birds with one stone. ! ”
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Seeing Zhu Jinghong's expression of thoughtfulness, Zhu Xianming walked up to him and asked: "This matter...do you think you have done anything about it?"
Zhu Jinghong asked: "Dad... ...We are a country of great etiquette. Aren’t you afraid of hurting the hearts of other vassals by doing this?”
This is not a matter of sticking to red tape, but a practical issue that must be taken into consideration.
In any case, Japan is a nominal vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. Going to war with it just for money will inevitably make other vassal states feel sad.
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