Chongzhen stood at the door of the main hall of the palace, looking over the red low wall, just in time to see the five-color flag in the crown prince's guard of honor and the top of the blue and red Russell umbrella slowly moving, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He remembered that when he was still in the palace, as the prince's guard of honor, there were thirty-six people in His Royal Highness, forty-eight people in front of the palace, twelve people at the palace gate, and six people in the palace, a total of one hundred and two people. And the eldest son, as the crown prince, is only a dozen people in and out of the honor guard at this time.

Even the sons and daughters of ordinary wealthy families traveled with more than ten entourages.

As soon as he thought of this, Chongzhen felt a little sorry for his son, and a lingering thought resurfaced in recent days.

Zen position.

In the past seventeen years, Chongzhen has consciously worked the emperor's throne, and I am afraid that he is not much better than Taizu and Chengzu. However, the state affairs are corrupted day by day, if it were not for the eldest son Cihong to turn the tide, I am afraid that he would have been buried in the Forbidden City and became the king of the country. Now that we want to recover Beijing, the question of how to reorganize the Ming Dynasty in the future is in front of us.

If he does not take the throne, the crown prince will definitely have no reason to interfere in national affairs. Not to mention whether he can pick up this burden again, just the group of civil and military generals who are attached to the prince may not be willing to give up the power and status in their hands. As an emperor who ascended to the pole at the age of seventeen, Chongzhen knew that the bloody storm in the process of power transfer was by no means something that could be calmed down by an edict.

To make matters worse, Chongzhen didn't want any more chaos to happen in the local area. Nowadays, the areas where the East Palace method is used can be regarded as peaceful, and even a good harvest can be achieved under this kind of weather. When I was in power, I didn't dare to think about it at all.

Maybe God really wants to change the emperor?

But the position of the emperor is not something that can be put down. has been the Ninety-Five Emperor for seventeen years, and suddenly became the Emperor, how can I live? And he is in the prime of life, will he spend time in the deep palace and wait for death in the future? Chongzhen imagined that he would have nothing to do in the future, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart.

In the middle of his thoughts. The crown prince's guard of honor has arrived under the main hall. Zhu Cihong looked up and saw that the imperial father was standing outside, and said secretly in his heart: Such an unconventional courtesy, it seems that he should show gratitude?

It's a pity that Zhu Cihong is not an actor, and he doesn't have the slightest cultivation as an actor, but just behaves dryly. After the most sudden, he forced a smile.

Chongzhen saw the tiredness from this immature and mature face, and his heart couldn't help but soften, and the previous thoughts of Zen Rang were even weaker. It would be too irresponsible to put the world on his son.

"Father, the son is back." Zhu Cihong obediently followed the rules of this world and showed his deference.

Many people in later generations have forgotten the Chinese tradition, if those home habits are moved to the Ming Dynasty, no one will feel that this is the intimacy of father and son, only feel that being a child is unscrupulous, do not understand the respect and inferiority of the elderly. Therefore, Zhu Cihong always avoids taking the initiative to find topics. If there is something that needs to be said, try to maintain a deferential posture as a son of man and a subordinate.

"I'm tired out there." Chongzhen couldn't help but ask. His personality is actually softer than Zhou Hou. Sometimes Zhou Hou can still play the role of a strict mother, but Chongzhen often shows a loving father's side.

"It's fine." Zhu Cihong stepped forward to support Chongzhen, walked around the main hall and walked back: "Now our army is fighting with the Eastern Captives, and there are no worries, although I am tired, it is much easier than this time last year." ”

The sensitivity in Chongzhen's heart was touched, but he couldn't help but show it. He added: "As it is now. Next year, we should be able to restore the Kyoshi. ”

Zhu Cihong didn't have the habit of swinging right, and calculated the training cycle of recruits in his mind. The efficiency of the reorganization of the various units was only said: "Father, if you only recover the city of Beijing, it will be almost the same in June and July next year." Maybe even earlier. ”

Although the offensive and defensive battles in Beijing had a large number of manpower, they were mainly to deal with the counterattack of the main force of the Qing army, as well as the street battles after the city was broken. If only for the purpose of breaking the city. This battle is not very difficult.

Because there is enough internal response.

Any fortified city, as long as there is an internal response, it is almost impossible to defend it.

"However, Erchen's plan for next year is to collect Bashu and Qin Jin first and consolidate the three sides." Zhu Cihong said as he walked: "Now my Daming is like a house with ventilation on all sides. Therefore, Erchen wanted to repair the wall first, and then close the door after the worst repair. Kill the rats that sneak in at the opportunity. ”

"That's what ...... say"

"First lock up the three sides and three passes, so as not to let them flee north. Then lock up the Shanhaiguan Pass and prevent it from going east. The army pressed from the south, annihilated the main force of the eastern captives, and completely solved the Liao trouble. Zhu Cihong said: "So this whole arrangement will take about a year, and then 50,000 elite soldiers will be trained, and it can be implemented." ”

Chongzhen is a person who is easily moved by the hot-blooded blueprint.

Yuan Chonghuan's five-year Pingliao countermeasures were "conjectures" in the eyes of Emperor Tianqi, but in Chongzhen's view, they were capable ministers. Even after Yuan Chonghuan was imprisoned, Chongzhen still thought about using "Yuan Manzi" to restore Liao, but was pushed back by the courtiers.

Listening to his son say it so passionately, it has the taste of finishing his work. The time limit is only one year, which is more attractive than five years. How can Chongzhen not fall for this strategy?

"But this is the best plan, but it may not be able to be done." Unexpectedly, the excitement on Chongzhen's face had not dissipated, and Zhu Cihong himself began to pour cold water on the stage.

"If you have a little insight and see me using troops in the northwest, you should think that this is a strategy to close the door and beat the dogs. When the time comes, more than 100,000 of them will escape from the border, and our army will not be able to stop them. Zhu Cihong said: "Besides, if the Dongyu is forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, taking the people of Beijing as hostages, and if they want to burn a jade, our army can only let them live." ”

- There are still hundreds of thousands of refugees in Jingshi, if you really don't care about their lives and deaths, what face do you have to go to see your ancestors and ancestors?

Chongzhen said secretly in his heart, bowing slightly.

- Beijing has been an antique since the capital of the Yuan Dynasty. If it was burned down by the Dongyu, wouldn't it become the Old Summer Palace of the Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Cihong thought of this, and felt that it was very likely that Manchurians would do this kind of thing, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"The last thing is that," Zhu Cihong said, "what if the Dongju clan surrenders?" What to do? ”

Chongzhen didn't expect to have this option, but when he thought about it, it was more headache and tangled than the burning of jade.

At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. The slogan shouted was "the sun and the moon reopen the Great Song Dynasty", but it was the Chinese system with the color of Mengyuan and the three dynasties of the Han, Tang and Song dynasties, and finally added Zhu's people-humanism as a program, and finally created the Ming Dynasty that lasted for 278 years in history.

As a dynasty with a distinct imprint, the Ming Dynasty itself has its own values. Although since Qin Shi Huang, officialdom has been full of all kinds of bottomless and undisciplined practices. But there must be a fig leaf on the bright side, otherwise the faith of the people will collapse, and everyone will rely on thick black and fists to eat, what will this world become? Isn't it a troubled time!

According to the values of the Ming Dynasty, what is emphasized is "benevolence and righteousness, peace in all directions, and soothing the four sides", rather than "giving violence and killing the Quartet." Tu Siyi". While the actual situation may not be different, great and righteous things must be done on the table.

If the Dongju did surrender, then the Ming would have to hold a ceremony to sacrifice the prisoners, kill the first evil, and then send the others out of the border so that they could continue to live well under the Ming Dynasty – in fact, the state of autonomy.

Maybe in ten or twenty years, these people will be afraid of Daming and be obedient people. When this memory fades away. They will return to the era of grabbing the west, and finally start to dream of entering the Central Plains again.

Weak is dormant. This is the endless cycle of all "border troubles" in China, and no one can solve this problem once and for all.

"What do you do?" Chongzhen asked.

Zhu Cihong nodded and said, "If this really happens, it means that there must be an internal strife within Dongyu, otherwise they will not be able to hand over the first evil to take the blame." Since there is infighting. Instead, we could try to divide them up and send them back to the north. ”

"If they come again, won't there be another plague?"

Chongzhen's understanding of the north is still far from Zhu Cihong's so-called north. He thought that Zhu Cihong was talking about Liaodong, but Zhu Cihong was talking about the vast Siberia.

"So the iron needs to be hard." Zhu Cihong said: "If the Ming country is strong and the people are rich, who can bully us." ”

Even if you drive the East captives to the Arctic Circle. If the Ming Dynasty can't maintain its national strength, it won't be able to stop them from making a comeback. What's more, in the future, there will be more than one Donglu in the world, and there will be a group of wolf-like capitalists in Taixi!

The truth is this, but having a wolf by his side always makes Chongzhen a little uncomfortable. However, he soon realized that it was obvious that the geese had not yet been caught, and began to consider whether to eat steamed or roasted. At present, the Ming army does not have this strength, at least 50,000 more elite soldiers.

"Where does the money come from?" Chongzhen Ying asked.

"The General Administration of Municipal Lifting." Zhu Cihong said without hesitation: "This plan is still being discussed, and when the discussion is mature, it will be submitted to the cabinet for a vote, and his father and emperor will be under his majesty." ”

Chongzhen naturally couldn't help but ask about the city's affairs again.

"Father, the emperor, the sons and daughters checked the documents of the early years of the founding of the country, but found a conspiracy." Zhu Cihong said: "The imperial court sailors and the city division were actually abolished by those powerful businessmen. In order to monopolize the huge profits of maritime trade and refuse to share the profits to the country. ”

Chongzhen was stunned: "Really? ”

Only then did Zhu Cihong realize that Chongzhen still didn't know how violent the huge profits of the Dao Sea Trade were!

The story begins with the opening of the city in Guangzhou during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, which was the first step for China to move towards maritime trade.

In the Song and Song dynasties, the city department had a clear function and formed certain rules and regulations.

According to the goods declared by the merchants, the people on board, and the places to go, the city (field, business) issues a public certificate (public certificate, public inspection), that is, a permit to go to sea; Send people on board the ship to "check" to prevent the entrainment of weapons, copper coins, women, fugitive soldiers, etc.; "Reading the truth" return to the port; The import and export of goods to implement a system of slotting, that is, the goods are divided into thick and thin, and the government draws a number of copies according to a certain proportion, that is, the city tax in kind; The goods drawn are to be sent to the capital; Purchase of certain goods from ships at prescribed prices (bomai); After the lottery and extraction, the remaining goods after Bo buy must still be issued to the public according to the standards of the city and the company, and then they are allowed to be sold elsewhere. At the end of the day, he also presided over the prayer for the wind and the sea.

"In the middle of the Northern Song Dynasty, the income of the city reached 420,000 yuan. At the beginning of the restoration of martial arts, the Song family was peaceful, and it relied heavily on the income of the city. At that time, the annual income was only 10 million yuan, and the income of the market reached 1.5 million yuan. Zhu Cihong was afraid that Chongzhen would not be able to understand these huge numbers, and said: "One tael is worth about one tael of silver." ”

Chongzhen was really shocked.

A huge sum of millions of taels!

"His Majesty the Father and Emperor suffered from the lack of treasury and could not show his ambitions; The people suffered from the high price of rice, so they could only rebel and beg. Erchen couldn't help but ask, where did all the money in the world go? Zhu Cihong smiled and said: "If the official family doesn't do sea trade, will no one do it?" During the Apocalypse, Zhejiang's tea tax was 200,000 taels a year, and Chongzhen's ten years were only 12 taels. Do these benefits fall on the tea farmers? ”

Chongzhen was so cold by his son's question, that he secretly said in his heart: Seeing that the rogue is destroyed and the east is about to be peaceful, it turns out that the real enemies are those national pillars who shout loyalty day and night! originally thought that he would soon be able to be a peaceful man, but sure enough, "the road is long"! (To be continued......)

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