I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 82 Want to Kill?

Zhu Youjian gave an order, and Jin Yiwei moved with a loud noise.

Immediately, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were "invited" to the side hall, and a team of Jinyi guards brought the white iron stove, and put on the teapot, tea set and some tea drinking snacks made by Shangshan Supervisor.

This trick, called 'Please drink tea', is the most common case handling method of Jin Yiwei.

All civil and military officials were silent, and no one dared to ask more questions.

Just kidding, colluding with slaves, selling firearms, salt, iron, food and other 'strategic materials', making huge profits from them, connecting with foreign countries, and harming the country and the people...

Who hasn't done this kind of shit?

In the Tianqi Dynasty, this kind of thing was done, and everyone was doing it anyway, the worst thing was to learn from Ruan Dacheng, and once he found that the wind direction was wrong, he would directly worship Wei Zhongxian as his godfather, wouldn't all the shit be gone?

It is different now.

This idiot emperor is simply not human.

Don't look at him laughing and chatting all day long, whether he is treating guests to dinner or on the way to dinner, he is as close as a couple with civil and military officials.

But once he was offended, even his own father-in-law would chop him off with a single blow...

Compared with the dullness in the side hall, the Qianqing palace is full of warmth.

The idiot emperor Zhu Youjian was barefoot, wearing a loose gold embroidered thick shirt, sitting cross-legged on a snow-white fur blanket, drinking and drinking skewers, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.

'Criminal Minister Mao Yuanyi' wore shackles and handcuffs and other instruments of torture, squatting down beside the iron stove with a sad face, deftly turning over roasted venison, bear's paws, lamb belly, etc., drooling greedily.

The treacherous official Wei Zhongxian is not here.

Just kidding, to investigate such shocking cases as 'colluding with slaves and selling firearms', offending 80 royal family members, looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, the eunuch Wei Zhongxian is none other than Wei Zhongxian.

How can an emperor be an athlete himself?
Anyway, with Jin Yiwei watching, Wei Zhongxian couldn't do anything wrong. The more people he offended, the more loyal he would be to the emperor.

"Long Live Lord, can this bear's paw be eaten by this official?"

Mao Yuanyi had just roasted a big bear's paw when Zhu Youjian forked it away, and couldn't help muttering, "I've been hungry for two days and one night..."

Zhu Youjian was taken aback for a moment, and was a little embarrassed at the moment, and said with a dry smile: "Why didn't you say it earlier, the next piece is yours!"

"Hey!" Mao Yuanyi became happy now, happily flipping over a few big bear paws.

"Zhisheng, this time, I have wronged you." Zhu Youjian filled a glass of wine with his own hands and handed it to Mao Yuanyi, "I will make you an official and a nobleman after I get rid of those silverfish."

"That can't be done," Mao Yuanyi took a sip of wine, shuddered comfortably, and said with a smile: "Soldiers, tricks."

"Long Live Lord, if you want to achieve great things, you have to be a little confused and stupid, so that many people think you are an idiot."

"Only in this way, when a matter has passed for a long time, everyone will realize that, alas, that person is really an idiot!"

"Long Live Lord, you just need to be clear in your heart. In fact, you are really an idiot."

Zhu Youjian turned his head to think for a while, and then laughed out loud: "Well, you Mao Yuanyi, you actually arranged to scold me!"

Mao Yuanyi hurriedly cupped his hands, and said seriously: "What I say is indeed the way of being a king."

"Since he ascended the throne, Lord Long Live has sold the legacy of the late emperor, sold officials and nobles, carried out large-scale construction projects, exhausted the people and wasted money, resorted to military tactics, sold land, and resold the people...

Everything, one piece, which one looks like the work of an ancient sage? "

"In fact, it's just to let the common people have a bite to eat, let the soldiers get a little salary, let Daming have more irrigated land, and let Daming start to have a few ships."

"According to Wei Chen, this is nothing more than a fool's ear."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

This Mao Yuanyi, since you don't know how to speak very much, in the future, you should stop talking...

"Then I would like to ask Mr. Zhisheng, what should I do, so that I will look more like an idiot?" Zhu Youjian asked with a smile.

Mao Yuanyi raised his neck and drank a large bowl of wine, then smiled and said: "Long Live Lord said that wine is strong and intimidating. It is really a famous saying through the ages."

The two laughed lowly, very happy.

"Long Live Lord, in fact, the more you don't want to be an idiot, the easier it is for you to become an idiot." Mao Yuanyi pondered a few times, and then said in a low voice: "My minister dares to say that today's Ming Dynasty is actually terminally ill and almost incurable. .

Therefore, from Weichen's point of view, it is better to make his illness deeper and more serious.

Only in this way can Long Live God have a chance to scrape the bone to heal his wounds, in terms of the art of war, this can be regarded as putting him to death and rebirth..."

Zhu Youjian listened silently, nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Some things, other people can say, he can't say.

He is the emperor, the number one prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty, and he should look like an emperor, so he can't tell Mao Yuanyi blatantly that their idiot emperor is already preparing to rebel?
"Long Live Lord, I can see from your eyes that you have already moved to kill the royal family. In fact, there is no need to do so." Mao Yuanyi continued:

"Long Live Lord has a saying that I take as my motto, that is, governing the country is not about fighting and killing, but about treating guests to dinner."

"When dealing with the royal family, you can completely scare them and force them to rebel."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

This Mao Yuanyi is the real ruthless person.

If you frighten and force those silverfish, they will rebel.

Then, as the imperial army pointed out, all problems were solved?

This is to kill them all.

"Together with swords and soldiers, the common people suffer," Zhu Youjian pondered over and over again, but finally he couldn't do it. "Is there any better solution?"

Mao Yuanyi stuffed a large bear's paw into his mouth, chewed it carelessly, sucked it hot, and said vaguely: "Yes, didn't Long Live Lord say that the solution is better than the difficulty."

Zhu Youjian: 'When did I say so many famous sayings? '

"If there is any way, you might as well say it."

"Long live, there is another way. It doesn't kill anyone, but it can also solve the problem of the royal family." Mao Yuanyi swallowed a few mouthfuls, and his spirits became much fuller. uncomfortable."

"Tell me."

"The imperial land they occupy is divided equally according to the local population."

Zhu Youjian's eyes lit up, and he thought: "Beat local tyrants and divide the land?" '

"Long Live Lord, killing people is nothing more than nodding, but killing the heart is different," Mao Yuanyi smacked his lips, and began to roast venison, "It is often said in the art of war that attacking and attacking is what it means.

The imperial court can take advantage of the big case of collusion and founding slaves, first to punish the hearts of the royal family members, and when they panic, they can directly announce that the imperial land under their names will be nationalized and equalized. distribute.

There is no need for the court to do it, but those so-called own people do it..."

Zhu Youjian was very tempted by Mao Yuanyi's "bad idea". It's not that he can't do this method of "beating local tyrants and dividing the land", but he is a little afraid to do it.

Mao Yuanyi is an expert in the art of war, and he is good at solving specific problems.

But after all...not a time traveler.

The "imperial land" of the royal family can be divided, and let the people pick up their hoes to resist and defeat the former master. This is a good way to solve the problem. In just two or three months, it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of royal clans will be killed Dear.

The question is, what should be done with those "private fields" in the south of the Yangtze River?

Maybe, because he was busy carve up the imperial land, the Jiangnan side rebelled first...

Right now, the Great Ming Dynasty is like an inflated pig piss, if you press one end down, the other end will immediately float up.

I can't hold it down.

If one is not done well, the problem will not be solved, and it will cause a lot of embarrassment, making the wealthy aristocratic families, the wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River and the officials in the frontier unhappy, so what if they directly rebel?
Or, if they don't rebel at all, they will bring you a few anti-tax turmoil, so that the court can't scratch the itch at all!

how?
Otherwise, I'd better find a way to...kill him, right?

kill it?kill it!

……

"This minister has another plan, which should be able to solve the predicament of the Long Live Lord." Mao Yuanyi burped comfortably after drinking enough, chuckled lightly, and said:

"Long Live's barbecue grill is really wonderful."

(End of this chapter)