Zhu Youxiao wore a red gown today, which was made by craftsmen from the Nanjing Shangyi Bureau for months.

This gown was originally intended to be worn when Fengyang worshiped the ancestors last year, but it is a pity that the silk satin made in Jiangnan was delayed on the road, and before it was delivered, the ancestor worship ceremony had been completed.

However, Zhu Youxiao didn't have many rules like the ancients, and when he heard that the clothes were good-looking, he ordered someone to take them out and wear them, anyway, it was made for himself, which was better than putting it in the dust.

On this day, the handsome young man wore a new dress, a beautiful dress, his face was like the moon, and his body was like a green pine, showing the beauty of the Han family.

Zhu Youxiao stepped on the wheel, and just looked back sideways, he was a graceful and merry boy, which attracted the young girl with spring on the side of the road to look at each other shyly.

Looking at the palace in the distance, Zhu Youxiao thought about it, and simply ordered someone to find a small restaurant to settle down and eat.

He wanted to temporarily escape the wind and rain of the temples brought about by the abolition of various ministries and courtyards in Nanjing, experience the hardships of the people, and think about his lost youth in this era.

The chariot got off the road, and before it left the street, a shrill shout was heard.

Zhu Youxiao looked for prestige and found a clerk holding a newspaper in his hand, regardless of the admonition of the attendants, prostrate on the ground, and said in a hurried voice:

"Emperor, the military department is urgent!"

Zhu Youxiao's heartbeat stagnated, sighed, and said calmly as usual: "If you report urgently, report urgently, shout something, stand up and speak well." ”

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, walked a few steps on his knees, and in the eyes of the people looking around, he handed the Tang Bao to the steward sign of the Qianqing Palace, pulled his neck and shouted:

"Cui Chengxiu, the head of the military department, issued a document without authorization, gathered 200,000 troops in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and... He also issued a credential to the Chahar Ministry! ”

Zhu Youxiao narrowed his eyes, took a look at the urgent report, and reached out to cover the curtain.

"Swing and go back to the palace."

About half an hour later, Zhu Youxiao returned to the Anding Hall of the Imperial Palace, sat on a chair, threw the urgent report on the imperial case, looked at the accompanying civil officials who were severely reprimanded for this, and said lightly:

"What Cui Chengxiu did is what I mean."

Zhu Youxiao previously adopted Xiong Tingbi's opinion, that is, the Fuyu Department asked for help, and the Ming Dynasty wanted to help participate in the war, and he also said that he would fight to the end.

Zhu Youxiao has always been very relieved of the eunuchs' efforts to perceive the holy will, and Cui Chengxiu moved out the edict and issued a letter from the Ministry of War so decisively, so that Daming did not lag behind at the starting line of the war.

In Zhu Youxiao's view, although this move is a little arrogant, in general, the merits outweigh the faults.

If Cui Chengxiu is punished, I am afraid that when someone receives his edict in the future, he will only be cautious in his words and deeds and act according to the rules.

As soon as the words landed, the hall was silent, and the civil officials who wanted to impeach Cui Chengxiu looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, but Chen Ce, the commander of the Yongwei Battalion, suddenly fell to the ground, and bowed to the mountain:

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"The Fuyu Department has always been loyal to the imperial court, Zai Sai was first captured by Nurhachi, and his subordinates ransomed cattle and sheep to buy back, and still continued to fight against Jiannu, and their hearts are comparable to the sun and the moon."

"As Liaodong Jingluo said, the slave chieftain besieging Shenyang, in fact, is a wolf's ambition, and the rest of the Fu must not be saved, and Shenyang must not be ignored."

"Please Your Majesty immediately issue an order to order the Yongwei Battalion to go north with the expedition!"

"The Yongwei battalion can't go north, stay in Jinling."

Zhu Youxiao rejected Chen Ce's request for war in one sentence, and for the first time in the official face, he also used Jinling, the folk title of Nanjing.

In fact, Chen Ce can have such a request, and Zhu Youxiao understands it very well.

The Yongwei Battalion is its own descendant troops, and in the future, there will be a large number of troops who will go out from the Yongwei Battalion and serve in various places.

It is a good thing for the descendants of the troops to participate in the war and exercise and establish military merits, which is to enhance the prestige of the emperor. Ninety-four Good Book Network

But this time, I really can't let the Yongwei Battalion go north.

The Nanjing reform had just begun, and the local guards and soldiers were not enough to reassure Zhu Youxiao in terms of combat effectiveness or loyalty.

Only by leaving the Yongwei battalion can we have the capital for iron-fisted reform.

As for the battle of the Northern Expedition, which must be fought this time, Zhu Youxiao decided to let it go, believing that the truly capable generals and handsome talents in this era let them go to fight against Houjin.

After the abolition of various ministries and institutes in Nanjing, a large amount of salary expenses will be saved for the Ming Dynasty every year, which is equivalent to a large amount of income.

This money can be used for reform, disaster relief, and updating equipment for the army.

When Chen Ce heard this, he obeyed the order and retreated.

Zhu Youxiao could also see that after Qi Jin heard this, the excitement on his face was obviously much less, indeed, for them, they were born to make meritorious contributions.

Now that a big war of this scale cannot be carried out, it is like sitting on pins and needles.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao glanced at it slightly, and said to the two: "Don't worry, I have another great use for the Yongwei Battalion." ”

Hearing this, Chen Ce glanced at Qi Jin and said together:

"The ministers are willing to go to the soup for Your Majesty, and then die!"

Zhu Youxiao nodded, comforted the two of them and the generals of the Yongwei Battalion who dared to fight, turned his head to look at Wang Chaofu, and said:

"Sent a message back to Beijing, Sichuan Governor Zhu Xieyuan made meritorious contributions to pacifying the southwest, added the title of secretary of the military department, and the governor of the Jiubian Military Town and the Qi auxiliary soldiers, and inspected the army in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and left the customs at a later date."

"Tell Wang Chengen to go to Sichuan to announce the decree, give Zhu Xie Yuan Shangfang the sword, supervise the heavy armor, and go to Beijing immediately on the day the decree arrives, there must be no mistake!"

When the words landed, the emperor's resolute breath was still there, and the ministers hesitated, but they all knew that this matter was a foregone conclusion, so they no longer advised and obeyed the order in unison.

Leaning less, Wang Chaofu handed over a recital sheet and said softly:

"Emperor, the reward set by the Ministry of War."

Zhu Youxiao came to read it for a long time, his eyes were shining, he slapped the case with his palm, and said loudly:

"I have determined the reward for this battle: the one who captures Nurhachi will be rewarded with 100,000 silver and will be crowned marquis; Whoever captures and beheads Jiannu Belle will be rewarded with 20,000 silver and will be conferred; All the rebel generals, if they can capture and sacrifice the slaves, they will return to the dynasty anyway, and they and their heirs and relatives can be spared death. ”

"The edict decrees that the lords of the five departments of Korqin and Nekhalkha, if they can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and attack Jiannu in the south, they will be given the edict of Jianzhou, and the lords of the five departments will be given the title of Dragon and Tiger General, and the second rank of the scattered rank will always be in the land of Jianzhou."

"The rest of the soldiers and horses, regardless of official rank and general rank, if they can capture the rest of Nurhachi's twelve relatives, uncles, brothers and nephews, as well as their Chinese army, forwards, big leaders of leading troops, and small leaders of Chinese and foreign affairs who are led by cronies, they will all be rewarded after the war and awarded the worldly position."

Zhu Youxiao stood up, barely calmed the passionate emotions in his heart, and said:

"Prepare a triumphal ceremony in Beijing, there are outstanding military merits in this battle, regardless of the size of the rank, generals or soldiers, I will be in the Forbidden City Wuying Palace, for them to personally award armor swords."

"The post-war awards are the same as the battle in the southwest, and every general and soldier who participated in the war has the opportunity to be on the Chinese list and win this honor."

As he spoke, Zhu Youxiao's eyes were already blazing, and he could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, so he pressed his hand on the chair and said:

"In this battle, although I can't personally enlist, I should also practice it for the generals in Jinling on the day of the oath, and I will wait for the triumphant return of the army and sacrifice the prisoners!"

Chen Ce and other generals of the Yongwei Battalion, although they felt that they had missed a great opportunity to become famous in the world, they were also infected by the spirit of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and shouted in unison:

"Da Ming will win!"

"Your Majesty is victorious!!"