Since arriving in Zhongxing City, Zhu Youlang has become "relaxed". Written as the emperor, read as a county order. With the social structure of this era, it is not too easy for him to grasp the big and let go of the small to handle the government affairs of a county.

Although nominally, Zhu Youlang's Nanming also has a bunch of toast in Yunnan, the thirteen families in eastern Sichuan on the border between Sichuan and Huguang, and Zheng Chenggong on Xiamen Island. But Zheng Chenggong and the Thirteen families were separated by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they were only from afar to Yongli Zhengshuo; As for those Tusi in Yunnan, not long after the martyrdom of Emperor Lie, Sha Dingzhou pulled the flag and rebelled and drove Mu Tianbo out of Kunming, and finally relied on the Western Army to quell the rebellion. Even if Li Dingguo won a great victory in Mopan Mountain, it could not completely guarantee that some toasts would step on two boats.

A month has passed, and Zhu Youlang seems to have become accustomed to this kind of county order life. All day in the palace, he will be a prison and a forbidden army. Even an ordinary soldier couldn't be more familiar with the emperor's face. Mu Tianbo, Gao Wengui and others also went to persuade him to pay attention to safety, but they were all scolded back by Zhu Youlang: "Those who can come here are all Ming children, in such a group of children, what safety do I worry about?" Helpless, Gao Wengui had to send a few personal soldiers dressed in civilian clothes to follow Zhu Youlang all day without a trace.

"Your Majesty, something big has happened, the Duke of Qianguo asks Your Majesty to return to the palace as soon as possible to discuss." The lieutenant who was following Zhu Youlang hurriedly ran into the prison.

Zhu Youlang was talking happily with the craftsmen, and his face was displeased: "What did the Duke of Qianguo say?" ”

"Qian Guogong just said that there is something important."

"Let's go, then." After thinking about it, Zhu Youlang felt that it was better to give Mu Tianbo a face. asked the little eunuch to give a reward, and Zhu Youlang hurriedly walked out of the prison.

Zhongxing City is about the same size as a township in later generations, and across two alleys is the Imperial Palace. Before he arrived at the door, he saw Mu Tianbo leading the civil and military officials to sweat profusely.

When they saw the emperor, they finally had a sense of backbone. "Your Majesty, the Lord of Burma, Mangda, has led an army to attack our country!" Mu Tianbo looked anxious.

Zhu Youlang secretly scolded Mu Tianbo in his heart, he was mentally retarded, and he didn't have any sense of secrecy. On his face, he tried his best to control the expression of wanting to scold, "I know, on this hot day, I will go back to the palace to discuss." ”

The ministers followed Zhu Youlang back to the palace and stood in two columns, civil and military.

"Qianguo Gong's tone is not strict. This kind of military affairs, can An talk nonsense outside the palace and the government office? What should I do if someone listens to it? Zhu Youlang first reprimanded Mu Tianbo, who was standing on the left.

Mu Tianbo came out to plead guilty. "The minister's tone is not strict, and he asks for a fine."

"Poof... The imperial court has not paid money for several years, what kind of copper is fined? Qianguo Gong is also used to being slippery. ”

Mu Tianbo still wanted to ask for guilt, but was stopped by Zhu Youlang: "Just keep this matter in mind, it's still a major military matter." Let's talk about the specific situation of the Burmese people. ”

"As far as the minister knows, the Burmese have recently started to collect grain in advance on the border. Now is the time when the households have the least amount of grain before the summer harvest, and the grain collection at this time can only be for the war. ”

"Go on."

"According to a report from a merchant in Burma, a large army in Myanmar marched north along the road, and troops joined it in the middle......"

Listening to this, Zhu Youlang's heart gradually became suspicious, and he felt that this matter was a little strange. There are many Chinese in Myanmar and they are widely distributed, so it is not surprising that some of them are interested in the Ming Dynasty. However, being able to know the information of the Burmese army in such detail is not something that ordinary businessmen can do. When the merchant saw the soldier, his first reaction was to run away so as not to be robbed, how could he keep gathering by the side to observe secretly? Therefore, the person who reported the news must have concealed his identity, and it is very likely that the king of Burma sent him to disturb our audio-visual details.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youlang interrupted Mu Tianbo's words: "The righteous businessman who reported the news is still in Zhongxing City?" ”

"The minister asked them to stay so that His Majesty could inquire about them."

"Bring them all."

Mu Tianbo trotted out and ran back, followed by a few people dressed in Chinese clothes. "The grass people and others have seen the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhu Youlang became more and more suspicious. He didn't know how many low-level hard-working people he had seen: soldiers, craftsmen, peasants, who couldn't even speak well when they first saw him, and even kowtowed. And these people are just a little nervous on their faces, if it is said that the businessmen are well-informed, but how big can the businessmen in Myanmar be?

"You can know that the crime of bullying the king will be punished!"

"The emperor is clear-sighted, the military situation mentioned by the grass people and others is all seen with his own eyes, and there is not a word of falsehood!" Hearing Zhu Youlang say that he was going to cut off his brain, several people were so frightened that they kowtowed and cried, so they almost followed the example of King Su and dug out their hearts.

"Bold! Ordinary business travelers, if you see soldiers, it's too late to hide away. How can you still have the heart to lie on the side of the road and observe the movements of the army, are you waiting to see it from the sky in an airplane? You're a fine worker sent by the lord of Burma, right? Confess and be lenient, there is still a way to live, and there is only one way to die if you resist strictly! ”

Several people kneeling at the bottom of the hall looked at each other, and then they all cried loudly.

"The grass people are wronged! Although the grass people and others are not business travelers, they also admire China, and see that Burma is a barbarian country and vainly tries to abuse China..."

"You're really good at slapping horses and picking up some nice things. Stop talking nonsense, who the hell are you waiting for? ”

"Decades ago, the current king of Burma, Mangda, once killed my family and other family heads, leaving only one of the family owners' sons lucky not to be discovered... After being rescued by us, the head of the family vowed to spend his life to take revenge. Now that I see Mangdana vainly trying to resist the heavenly soldiers, I want to take this opportunity to have a family feud..."The man in the lead told a Burmese version of the story of the Zhao orphans, and the ministers who listened to it sighed.

"Well, the story is good, I'll just listen to it. But just in case, after the war is over, I will let you go. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing."

"Come on, lock these three up and treat them well."

The three of them were dragged out with smiles on their faces.

"Alright, go ahead." Zhu Youlang shook his head and shook the expression of the playful spirit just now back to normal. "Since the king of Burma is so ignorant of life and death, then this battle must be fought."

"Your Majesty, if you defend the city, the food in the city is enough for the army to consume for more than half a year. If you go to war, you can consume three to four months depending on the distance. Mu Tianbo, who was temporarily appointed to be in charge of all internal affairs, came out of the ranks.

"What if King Jin comes back with his army?"

"That's going to last at least a month."

"Good. Proposed decree, let the king of Jin immediately lead the army back to the dynasty and punish the tyrannical Burma! Also, write an essay on the attack on Burma. The little eunuch immediately brought tables and chairs so that Yang Zai could write. Yang Zai never thought that he, the scholar of the Ministry of Rites, had actually become a Hanlin bachelor who drafted the edict, and every time he thought of this, Yang Zai's --- the Hanlin scholar who drafted the edict was the only way to become a cabinet scholar!

Thinking of this, Yang Zaifu wrote a poem with four bodies and six flowers in his heart.

Zhu Youlang took a look at it, and his nose was almost crooked: "Yang Zai, tell me what you wrote, this text is out of the court, how many people can understand it?" You often tell me that you want to follow Taizu, but what is Taizu's edict, and what is the edict you wrote to me? Rewrite! After writing it, find a soldier to read it to him, and he will understand that you are giving it to me! It's so pedantic! ”

Yang was trembling and sweating. Picked up the draft and crawled away.