Daming: From the Son of Heaven to the Leader of Comprehensive Martial Arts

Zhu Qizhen frowned slightly, and asked again: "Hu Aiqing, you need to answer my question directly. If a large army suddenly appeared and surrounded the city, how should we rescue it in time?"

Then, Zhu Qizhen paused, and reminded: "This enemy, I don't mean whether the Oirats can be completely assimilated, or whether they may rebel. I am not worried about this. The enemy in my mouth refers to The red-haired boy farther away."

"Prepare for a rainy day, you have to be on guard, does Hu Aiqing understand?"

Zhu Qizhen is a person who travels through time, so his eyes are naturally longer than these courtiers.

Historically, a hundred years later, Hongmaozi fought against Emperor Kangxi, and also took the opportunity to march into China in the late Qing Dynasty, occupying millions of square kilometers of territory.

Zhu Qizhen wants to pass on his Ming Dynasty to the future generations!

It is natural to consider various potential crises.

"Your Majesty Qizuo, I suggest that a small town can be built every few hundred miles between Datong Mansion and this important border town."

"For one thing, this move can open up another Silk Road since Zhang Qian in the Han Dynasty, and can conduct commercial exchanges with the countries in the Western Regions, making them economically prosperous."

"Secondly, the small towns on this line are separated by two to three hundred miles. They can be used as post stations, making them the hubs of important border towns, providing materials, ordnance, etc. for border towns."

"The tea, silk and other items of the Ming Empire are the things that the countries in the Western Regions dream of. The court can collect tariffs from the countries in the Western Regions. These tariff revenues are enough to maintain the normality of those small towns and grassland cities. Disburse silver relief."

Just when Hu Zongxian was left speechless by the emperor's question, Yan Song, the chief assistant of the cabinet, stood up to rescue his favorite student and make suggestions for the emperor.

Hu Zongxian's talent, as a frontier official, is more than enough to govern a place, command troops to fight, and protect the environment and the people.

However, when it comes to how to govern the world, ten Hu Zongxian are not in a hurry for his teacher Yan Song.

This 80-year-old man, with gray hair and usually squinted eyes, seemed to be old and unable to eat, but in fact Jiang was still old and hot, and he had already guessed the questions the emperor summoned them to ask.

At this moment, Yan Song has a city in his chest, and he answers fluently.

For the various difficulties in border construction, he has long thought of countermeasures.

"Your Majesty, what Elder Yan Ge said is indeed feasible, and I ask Your Majesty to adopt it."

Hearing Yan Song's answer, Yu Qian was a little in admiration.

Everyone in the world says that Yan Song is an old fox who has been in charge of the cabinet and dominated the government for 20 years. He has been corrupt and accepts bribes and is nepotism.

The same is true for Zhu Qizhen. After listening to Yan Song's plan, a smile finally appeared on his originally serious face.

With the help of such a great talent in running the world, it will be much easier for him to be an emperor.

"Okay, not bad!"

"Mr. Yan Ge really has a beautiful chest, and his talent is not inferior to Xiao He in the Han Dynasty and Fang Du in the Tang Dynasty. You are in charge of the cabinet. I can rest assured that Ai Qing is my Guan Zhong."

Longyan Dayue of Zhu Qizhen immediately said: "Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink, and I will give this city a name!"

Hearing this, Wei Zhongxian immediately greeted several young eunuchs, spread rice paper on the dragon case, and he personally ground the inkstone for the emperor.

Zhu Qizhen stood up, excited, picked up the wolf hair, and swiped ink into the paper.

"Grassland Xiongcheng, here is a dangerous place. It rejects the red-haired man in the north, and the inner town of Yuanmengnu. It is the tenth important border town of the Ming Empire. The Governor's Mansion was established. I named it..."

Zhu Qizhen paused, thought for a moment, and splashed ink: "Zhenbei City!"

Zhenbeicheng!

The three big-character pens are like dragons and snakes, and they appear on the rice paper recklessly and arrogantly. The domineering aura of the king, the thickness of the great power and the empire, all kinds of atmosphere spread across the surface.

Later, Zhu Qizhen wrote an inscription for it.

The North Land of Daming Town, the best pass in the world!

Seeing Zhu Qizhen's name and inscription, Yan Song, chief minister of the cabinet, Yu Qian, secretary of the Ministry of War, and Hu Zongxian, chief soldier of Datong Mansion, all three of them felt heroic and heroic, and their hearts were inexplicably agitated.

"Your Majesty's words, it can be said that the king is in the nine heavens, the majesty of the king, the aura of being the only one in the sky and the earth, all jumping on the rice paper, it is so terrifying!"

Yan Song stroked his beard and kept admiring.

Yan Song and Yu Qian also like to play with ink, and they both write good characters. Now seeing Zhu Qizhen's characters, they feel that His Majesty's words are filled with the majesty of a great country, thick and steady without losing the arrogance of a king.

Both of them kept nodding in praise.

"Zhenbei City goes deep into the desert and stands on the grassland. It is an indispensable barrier for our Ming Empire. I will add another 1000 million taels of silver to the construction of the city. We must build this city to be magnificent, easy to defend and difficult to attack."

Zhu Qizhen issued a decree: "As for the trade with the countries in the Western Regions, the cabinet has full power to handle it."

Now, Zhu Qizhen can be said to be rich and powerful, with more than 5000 million silver in his hands. After the establishment of the Daming Bank, there will be a steady stream of silver, which is enough for him to squander at will.

After Zhenbei City is successfully completed, the territory of the Ming Empire will not only increase by one-fifth.

Moreover, the embarrassing situation of the Ming Empire lacking war horses will be completely resolved.

Tariff is a kind of commercial tax, and it is the most important tax. The Ministry of Households collects [-]% of the tax on merchants from the Ming Dynasty, and the merchants from the Western Regions must collect a [-]% tax...

After Zhu Qizhen named this important border town, he discussed with Yan Song, the chief assistant of the cabinet, the specific method of improving the salaries of Ming officials.

The salaries of officials in the Ming Dynasty are still the salary system in the era of the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, which has not changed for nearly 100 years.

Prices have risen for decades.

Obviously, the salary of that era has continued to the present and is no longer applicable.

After hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, Yan Song cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, after I left the palace, I immediately called the cabinet to discuss the salary system. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will give you a perfect salary system within three days. "

"That's it, Mr. Lao Yange, let you worry a lot."

Zhu Qizhen held the old man's hand and patted it lightly.

"How dare I slack off on what your majesty told me, why should I care about this old body?"

Hearing this, Yan Song immediately got excited and stood up, his sleepy eyes widened unusually.

After Zhu Qizhen explained a few more words to the three of them, Yan Song, the Chief Assistant of the Cabinet, Yu Qian, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, and Hu Zongxian, the Chief of the Datong Mansion, led the three of them out of the palace.

As soon as Yan Song and the others left, the eunuchs and maids of the Compassionate Ning Palace entered the Qianqing Palace one by one, holding various nourishing things in their hands.

"Your Majesty, the empress dowager asked the old servant to bring you a bowl of thousand-year-old ginseng soup, a bowl of Tianshan snow lotus tea, and a bowl of antler and lotus seed porridge, so that your majesty can nourish the dragon's body. The empress dowager specifically asked the old slave to watch your majesty drink it. go down."

An old eunuch with few teeth in the Compassionate Ning Palace waved.

Several court ladies behind her came slowly, each holding a tonic in their hands.

Looking at the thousand-year-old ginseng soup, Tianshan snow lotus tea, and velvet lotus seed porridge in front of him, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help feeling slightly, the queen mother is making a big deal out of a molehill, right?

Didn't I just favor a concubine, so why am I so inspiring?

Chapter 40 When will my Shenlong ship go to sea?

Qianqing Palace, Xuanzheng Palace.

Zhu Qizhen sits upright on the Ninth Five-Year Plan and ascends to the court hall.

Civil and military officials knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, shouting for your majesty ten thousand years.

Minister of the Ministry of War Yu Qian held the ivory slips, walked out of the court, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, Fujian Fuyuan General Zheng Chenggong has come to Beijing with an order, and is waiting outside the palace at the moment."

"Xuan Zheng successfully entered the palace to have an audience."

Hearing Yu Qian's report, Zhu Qizhen's face showed a bit of joy.

After the appointment of Zheng Chenggong as the Governor of the Navy, the training and construction of the Ming Invincible Navy can be officially put on the agenda.

"Xuan Fujian Fuyuan General Zheng Chenggong enters the palace to see Cao Cao."

Wei Zhongxian shook the Buddha dust and shouted loudly.

After entering Beijing, Zheng Chenggong bathed and changed his clothes, and after resting overnight at the inn, at five o'clock today, he was waiting outside the Meridian Gate early.

Zheng Chenggong is a general in Fuyuan, Fujian Province, with an official rank of sixth rank. He is responsible for training sea soldiers, building coastal defenses, combating pirates, and preventing Japanese pirates from invading.

Since the founding of the Ming Empire, the ban on seas has been enforced.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang's ban on the sea was only a military policy.

At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Empire, Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng were defeated by Zhu Yuanzhang. Many generals led the remnants and fled to the islands, becoming pirates, bringing disaster to the country and the people.

However, for the Ming Empire at that time, the main threat was still the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty who fled to the grasslands.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the southeast coast, Zhu Yuanzhang issued a ban on the sea.

Concentrate the superior forces of the Ming Empire and place them on the northern frontier to defend and chase down the grassland barbarians.

During the Yongle reign of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di made five personal expeditions, all the way to the Onan River. The overall situation in the north was stable, and the grassland barbarians were powerless to resist and chose to surrender.

At the same time, Zhu Di set his sights on the sea, and the ban on the sea survived in name only. Zheng He led the Daming Navy to sail southward to the Western Sea seven times, opening up a sea trade channel.

On the surface, it has indeed cast the glory of Yongle Dynasty.

However, it is a pity that, limited by the cognition of the times, Yongle did not establish a complete customs commercial tax system.

As a result, the fruits of victory laid down by the court were stolen by smuggled maritime merchants and aristocratic families, and the benefits of maritime trade fell into the pockets of maritime merchants and aristocratic families.

And the Ming Empire's trade from the sea was beyond its means!

Therefore, after the Yongle dynasty, voices in the court that supported the ban on seas rose again, causing Zhu Qizhen's grandfather and father to implement the ban on seas in both dynasties.

Warships are deserted, and naval divisions are useless.

And the maritime merchants and aristocratic families who had already tasted the sweetness had no choice but to promote smuggling, even at the expense of becoming pirates.

There are merchants and merchants, but there are no merchants who steal.

As a time traveler, Zhu Qizhen naturally has insight beyond this era.

In his opinion, if the customs commercial tax was improved during Zheng He's voyages, it would not only avoid forced robbery, but also increase the revenue of the treasury.

"Sir, General Zheng Chenggong of Fujian Fuyuan, see Your Majesty."

Zheng Chenggong entered the Xuanzheng Hall, knelt down on the ground, and was flattered.

He is a sixth-rank official, and he looks out of place in this court.

Those who are eligible to enter the Xuanzheng Hall to discuss government affairs are at least four-rank high-ranking officials, and fourth-rank high-ranking officials, placed in any place, are all officials of the frontier.

"Zheng Aiqing is dead."

Zhu Qizhen sat high on the dragon chair, and carefully looked at Zheng Chenggong, a famous official through the ages, who was honored as a national hero by later generations.

I saw Zheng Chenggong with a square face, with a thick back and a waist, and he entered the iron tower, with dark skin.

He has been patrolling the customs all year round, exposed to the wind and the sun, his face looks resolute and vicissitudes.

No one would have thought that such a rough man would have studied under the great Confucianism, was a Jinshi in high school, had a formal background in the imperial examination, and was a veritable Confucian general.

Zheng Chenggong is good at water, and can sneak in the water for an hour.

Above the imperial court of the Ming Empire, the God of Iron Bravery Zhu Wushi, Dongchang Cao Zhengchun, and Xichang Yuhuatian all possess peerless martial arts, and they can also sneak in water for such a long time.

However, although Zheng Chenggong is a general, he doesn't know any advanced martial arts.

His martial arts can only deal with a dozen soldiers. If you want him to be like the god of iron courage Hou Zhu ignores it, one person with one sword, like entering the land of no one, entering the 30 Wala army, beheading the head of the enemy commander, He can't do it.

Cao Zhengchun and Yuhuatian also couldn't do it!

It is conceivable how unfathomable the martial arts of Lord Tiedan is, and how terrifying Zhu Qizhen's potential enemy is.

"Zheng Chenggong!"

Zhu Qizhen called loudly.

"Chen is here!"

Zheng Chenggong was excited.

Huang Enhaotang, His Majesty loves him so much, he was flattered and terrified to hear such a young official like him.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a pie falling from the sky, hitting him.

"Answer me truthfully, is Daming's navy in a panic now?"

Zhu Qizhen's eyes lit up.

He asked directly, the Ming Empire, since Zheng He, the empire's navy has been going downhill all the way, and it has been worse than ever.

"Report to Your Majesty, I have a copy of the instructions."

Zheng Chenggong did not answer directly, but raised his hands above his head and held up the memorial. Wei Zhongxian took Zheng Chenggong's memorial and presented it to Zhu Qizhen.

Zhu Qizhen flipped through the memorial and couldn't help frowning slightly.

At the same time, Zheng Chenggong said loudly: "Your Majesty, the coastline of our Ming Empire is more than 2 miles, and the Ming Navy has less than [-] soldiers and more than [-] warships."

"How many battleships are equipped with heavy artillery?"