Hearing that his strategist's tone was so firm, Zhu Gaoxu's eyes suddenly froze.

Although he failed to rebel and was suppressed, he still had some vision and strength, and he had not completely degenerated to the point of being with the light and dust at the moment.

Yes, why can't you unite with the Tatars?

Anyway, the Ming Dynasty failed to rebel on its own, and was completely deprived of hope, even the throne was gone, the power collapsed, and only a group of remnants of the defeated generals were left under his hands.

Now he is no longer the Han King of the Ming Dynasty, not the prince who once had great hope of sitting on the dragon chair, but just a lonely man who was driven out of the Ming Dynasty in embarrassment and survived!

In that case, why not turn to the Tatars in the north for help?

I don't have to fight to the death with these aliens, I can use their strength.

The fourth has bad intentions, and wants to let his last bit of strength be completely consumed on the border, and let himself die in the battle with the Tatars, so that he can gain a good reputation and not bear the charge of killing his brother.

But why should I do what he thinks?

Anyway, it has fallen to the point where it is now, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal to cooperate with the Tatars, and the strength of the Tatar army is also quite strong, maybe after cooperating with it, you can get a lot of benefits, and it is not impossible to fight back to Beijing......

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly became a little excited, he stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and after a long while, he forcibly suppressed his excitement, and barely said in a calm voice:

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhang, I didn't mistake you, your idea is very good, very good!"

"Come, let's talk about it carefully, how to start this with the Tatars?"

When the strategist surnamed Zhang saw Zhu Gaoxu's expression, he knew that his words must have been heard, and he suddenly smiled slightly:

"Your Majesty, although the Tatars claim to be strong, their own materials are not rich, and they still need to trade with the Ming Dynasty many times."

"But since the crown prince took power, he has stopped trading with the north, and the exchange of markets has long been banned, so the amount of materials that can be imported into the grassland every year has decreased rapidly, and the number has long since disappeared."

"And those Tatars, the demand for salt, iron, tea and other materials is quite high, because the grasslands are all meaty, if there is no tea to relieve greasy, no salt to eat, people will be powerless, and even inexplicably die violently!"

"And the iron is first-class, and it is the most desired thing in the country of Tatar!"

"Therefore, the Tatars have an extremely strong demand for the materials of the Ming Dynasty, but now the Ming Dynasty strictly prohibits the outflow, which gives us a chance."

Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu's face was suddenly full of doubts, and he asked out loud:

"Why is that?"

"We also lack supplies here, so how can we trade with the Tatars?"

Not to mention the Tatars, their group of people have a very hard life, and if they hadn't relied on the secret assistance of some people, they would not have been able to survive in this bitter cold place for a long time......

The strategist surnamed Zhang looked confident, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, we don't have supplies, but we have them elsewhere."

"Although the Ming Dynasty has banned the outflow of materials, there are always places in the world that the prince can't control, and there are still two or three families who do business with Tatars."

"Some time ago, it is said that the crown prince killed the killers, beheaded some Confucian scholars who made trouble, exiled them, and even implicated several important ministers in the court and some big families."

"Between the government and the opposition, I am quite dissatisfied with His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Oh?

Since Zhu Gaoxu was exiled to the north, he had almost no channels to know about the affairs of the DPRK and China, and when he heard what the strategist surnamed Zhang said, he was overjoyed:

"Fourth, he is so unwise!"

He stood up excitedly, and walked back and forth in the room again, his face a little hideous:

"Confucianism and scholars are the foundation of the imperial court, and he dares to be ruthless to these people, he is really asking for his own death, hahaha!"

"Providence, providence, it's really heaven that will kill him!"

"Mr. Zhang, according to that, isn't it that the fourth child is in a critical situation at the moment, so am I ......?"

The strategist surnamed Zhang pondered for a moment, looking at Zhu Gaoxu's eyes full of hope and even a little crazy, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything:

"Your Majesty, although the court is dissatisfied with the crown prince now, this person is still in control of the situation after all, and I am afraid that we will not have much chance for a while."

"But," he stressed,

"As long as we seize the opportunity this time, cooperate with the Tatars, and use their soldiers and horses, maybe we can turn defeat into victory, defeat the prince's forces in one fell swoop, and then return to the capital division!"

With the strength of the Tatars?

Returning to Beijing?

Zhu Gaoxu muttered to himself, constantly walking back and forth, and his face was cloudy.

He had also led troops into battle, and had fought against the Tatars several times, so he naturally knew the strength of this northern alien race.

It's easy to lure wolves in, but it's even harder to ask them out when the time comes!

It's just that now I have no strength, and I want to turn over and survive in death, and I can only talk about the future in the future......

Besides, now it's Da Ming who is sorry for him!

Zhu Gaoxu thought viciously in his heart, if it weren't for the old man's partiality and not passing on the position of prince to himself, how would he have rebelled?

He contributed to the Ming Dynasty in the southern and northern wars, and he is a righteous prince on the throne, young and old, what kind of thing is the fourth child?

It's you who are sorry for me first!

Don't blame me for wooing the Tatars!

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly sat down, looked around, and said in a deep voice:

"I have made up my mind to join forces with the Tatars!"

"Wait until you return to Jingshi, and then discuss other things!"

Seeing that his own king seems to have made up his mind, the rest of the generals have nothing to do, anyway, they have really stayed enough in this bitter cold land in the northwest, plus they were all driven out on the charge of treason, and they have already broken the jar and broken, and the king wants to join forces with the Tatars, so let's join forces.

As for what will happen after the Tatar is put in, what does that have to do with us?

The strategist surnamed Zhang thought more deeply, the Tatars have always wanted to counterattack the Central Plains, unwilling to give up this rich and fertile land, but the Ming army is still strong, so the two sides at most have a fight on the border, but it is not too fierce.

Now, according to the news from the Jingshi, the old emperor is seriously ill and inconspicuous to Bintian, and the prince acts frivolously and disregards the overall situation, offending the Confucian scholars and the family, and there is an undercurrent between the government and the opposition.

These families in the north usually communicate with the Tatars secretly, smuggling materials, and now seeing that the Tatars seem to be ready to invade the Ming Dynasty, it is indeed a good opportunity for their people to fish in troubled waters!

Join forces with the Tatars and fight back to Beijing!

(End of chapter)