The second is financial resources.

Emperor Yongle launched wars year after year, all of which were like national mobilization, and at the same time created an invincible Zheng He fleet, which went to the Western Ocean seven times, how much national money was spent? At the same time, the city of Beijing was also built, and the Forbidden City was built at that time, even in later generations, no one had the ability and financial resources to build it.

Now that the world has been peaceful for a long time, it is said that the financial resources should be far better than the Yongle period, and may not even be able to support a large-scale war with foreign countries.

But if this is the case, why did Zheng He's fleet be abolished in the later Xuanzong period, and even the drawings and maritime hydrometeorological data stored in the Ministry of Engineering were destroyed?

It is impossible to find the answers to these questions as either the Records of the Ancestors or the Records of the Emperor Xuanzong, and there may be no answers at all.

Perhaps there is only one explanation for this phenomenon, that is, when Ming Chengzu unified the whole country and gathered all the treasures of the world in the hands of one person, especially the treasures of the Yuan Dynasty court, the Mongolians liked gold, pearls, agate, jade, jade and other rare treasures.

When Genghis Khan went west, it was because he sent envoys to follow the merchants to buy treasures in the country of Khwarazm, but he was humiliated by the magnates of the country of Khwarazm.

After destroying the country of Khorezm, Genghis Khan discovered another country, and he destroyed it all the way to the banks of the Danube, truly destroying all countries and establishing the most powerful Mongol empire in the world's history.

In later generations, countless people are still looking for the graves of Genghis Khan and countless Mongolian Great Khans, because the wealth of the whole world was once buried there, and whether this is the case can only be known after finding and excavating.

Time will tell.

Taizu later slaughtered the heroes, confiscated the wealth of these heroes' families, he lived a simple life, treated hundreds of officials harshly, formulated the cheapest official salary in history, and naturally saved an immeasurable family foundation, perhaps Emperor Yongle inherited these inheritances, so he had the confidence to do so many earth-shattering things.

This is just a speculation, and there is also a very outrageous statement that this inheritance Taizu hid and left it to Emperor Jianwen, who ran away, and Yongle searched for Emperor Jianwen all over the world to find this inheritance.

There was a period of rumors that I don't know who created that there was a treasure map of Emperor Jianwen on his body, so there was a Fengyang War, and finally the old man of Qianji made a move and buried the truth of this war into the long river of history.

Besides, he can't find these answers, and he doesn't think much about it, there are too many mysteries in history, and it is impossible to figure them all out.

He still has a fire in his heart, and the border army only dares to hide in the Great Wall and be beaten passively, this feeling is too bad, he really wants to take his men and horses to fight with the main Tatar army. So that his cavalry would be useful.

Now his riding skills are very good, even Ji Chang really admires it, but besides, he knows that he has no talent in this regard, he can practice equestrianism to this extent, he really can't explain it, most of it depends on the initiative of the brown horse.

When he tried to ride other horses, he was not so handy, but those military horses were all tamed, and they did not resist him riding them, but in the subjects of making a U-turn, crossing, crossing obstacles, etc., the phenomenon of man and horse not being in harmony was exposed.

Is there still time?

With only a few months to go in the fall, will these people be up to the task?

Besides, thinking of this, he didn't have a bottom in his heart, but fortunately, there were all kinds of infantry formations, and the artillery of the Shenji Battalion, he believed that even if he really encountered the elite cavalry of the Tatars, he would be able to match the opponent.

In the evening, an old man staggered down the street, carrying a heavy-looking wooden box in his hand.

He walked very slowly, and there was an incomparably lonely aura on his body, as if all the people in this world were gone, and he was the only one alive in the world.

When the people on the street saw him, they all felt very strange, no one recognized him, no one could tell his age, it seemed that he was an old man who could fall to the ground at any time, but his staggering steps were still very solid, and it seemed that he could walk for a long time.

Passers-by avoided him with some fear, not because they were afraid of him, but because of the indescribable feeling that made people instinctively avoid him.

He came to a roadside stall and sat on a stool that was about to fall apart, and someone couldn't help but smile when he saw it, this old man couldn't be more compatible with this stool.

This stall is boiling boiling, a big iron pot boiling pig's head, pig's trotters, heart, liver, lungs and intestines and other water, steaming, fragrant, many people come to line up to buy, although the boiled is not on the big table, but it is indeed delicious, more important is cheap, a few dollars a big bowl, soaking a steamed bun is a good meal.

The old man did not ask for boiling, but asked the girl who helped for a bowl of boiling water.

The girl looks ordinary, but a pair of big eyes are very spiritual, she is very kind, seeing that this old man is in his last years, maybe he has no money, and he can't afford to buy a bowl of boiled water, so she poured a bowl of boiling water and served it to the old man.

The old man nodded in thanks, then took out a blackened cloth bag from his bosom, opened it and took out a hard cake.

He chewed the cake vigorously, drank the boiling water, didn't say a word, didn't look at anyone, and only occasionally looked at the girl to squeeze out a smile on his face.

The girl couldn't bear it, so she suddenly mustered up her courage, took a big bowl of freshly boiled stew and put it next to the old man, and said with a smile: "Old uncle, I don't need money for you." ”

Everyone laughed and praised the kindness of the girl, saying that they would definitely find a good mother-in-law's house, the stall owner frowned, and didn't say anything, a bowl of stewed is really not worth anything, pork was still not the choice of the upper class at that time, and the upper class still liked to eat mutton, beef, and donkey meat, and the status of these meats was also higher than pork.

These pigs' heads and trotters were very cheap, and they were even less popular at that time, and they were waste materials, and they were not as valuable as the firewood under the pot.

The old man finished nibbling half of the cake without a sound, and then wrapped the remaining half of the cake with great dignity and carefully put it into his arms.

The girl's tears rolled in the circles of her eyes, and even the people who lined up to buy the stew felt unbearable, which was too pitiful, a cake was worth two meals, no wonder she could only ask for a bowl of boiled water, some people wanted to pay for alms to the elderly, but when everyone looked at it again, the old man was gone, and there was a copper plate on the table, which must have paid for boiling water.

"It's so poor that it's quite particular about this." Some people were amazed.

"Yes, this old man was quite beautiful when he was young, otherwise he wouldn't have this good habit."

"It's really tearful to see him, let's not fall into this field when we're old."

"How is that possible, we have children and daughters, and they dare not support our old age, and go to the government to sue them."

The queue was chattering, and the girl ran over to take the copper plate, trying to find the old man and return it to him, but there was no one in sight.

She handed the copper plate to her father, and her father took it and laughed angrily: "This old man, no one asked him for money, why did he give a fake money." "Throw it aside.

"Fake money?"

Others also feel incomprehensible, and no one blames you if you don't give money, so why give fake money. If the government catches it, it will be a big prison.

Whether it was making fake money or spending fake money, it was a first-class felony at the time, and it was almost impossible to get out alive.

The girl picked up the copper plate, her mind was full of the old man's pitiful appearance, she didn't blame him, there must be a reason why he had no choice.

A copper plate is real, it is to buy a piece of sugar, it is nothing.

She turned the copper plate over and over again and looked at it, and sure enough, it was fake money, not Tongbao, but solid, only one word was written on the front: Xie.

The girl wrapped the copper plate and put it away, she felt that the copper plate was very meaningful, so that she could remember the old man's appearance.

A few streets away, the old man reappeared, still staggering, leaving a long shadow in the setting sun, extremely lonely and desolate.

After nightfall, go back to the house.

Today he came back a little earlier, because he wanted to ask about the Zuoling medicinal herb dealer, sometimes he came back late, his family was asleep, and he was not good at entering the inner house.

Zuo Ling just found the guy who originally purchased the goods and asked, and sure enough, there were a few medicinal herb dealers who could get those rare medicinal materials, but they hadn't contacted those herb dealers yet.

Besides, after listening to it, he nodded, he had a sense of urgency in his heart, but he also understood that some things were in a hurry and he had to go step by step.

At this moment, whether it was Murong Yanran sitting in the mansion, the guards patrolling outside, or the three big masters guarding nearby, they didn't see an old man appear at the end of the street.

The old man still staggered over, but like a ghost, no one could see it, neither his eyes nor his divine senses could perceive the presence of this person, and even the heavy wooden box in his hand seemed to be invisible.

He walked unhurriedly, placed the wooden box on the steps in front of the mansion, and without stopping, walked through the long street, and disappeared into the night.

When he walked over, one of the patrolling guards found the wooden box placed on the steps, and shouted loudly, and then three masters who were on guard nearby also found it, and the three of them flew down from the nearby roof and rushed to the box first.

One man opened the box, and inside were three bloody human heads.

All the people who saw it were dumbfounded, and their hearts were even colder, and the three masters flew up again, landed on the nearby roof, and then continued to leap, and in an instant, they searched several nearby districts, but unfortunately they did not find any abnormal human anomalous phenomena.