Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

Zhu Laoliu silently sensed the spiritual energy remaining in Zhu Zhanji's body and frowned.

Doesn’t Big Brother have the qualifications to become an immortal?

"Okay, that's it for today!"

As if the sound of nature came, Zhu Zhanji sat on the ground all of a sudden. He kept breathing deeply and tried to save face as much as possible.

But it seems that the image has been completely lost.

"Sixth brother, this...this action is really tiring."

Zhu Zhanji glanced around.

"Where is Lao Wu? He hasn't gotten up yet?" Zhu Zhanji's slightly resentful voice reached Zhu Lao Liu's ears.

Zhu Laoliu rolled his eyes and said confidently: "How old is Zhan Yu, and you still have the nerve to ask him to get up early? He is still a child, how can you bear it?"

"I'm not that old either." Zhu Zhanji sighed and murmured softly.

Then he cheered up and asked: "Zhankan, how did our Shanmen come into being? How did you come into contact with the immortal magic of Jingxin Sect?"

Zhu Zhankan cleared his throat and said seriously: "That's a long story."

"In a dark night when you can't even see your fingers!"

Zhu Zhanji's attention was completely attracted by Zhu Zhankan's exaggerated body movements and tone of voice.

"I... had a dream. In the dream, a thin old man with a white beard told me that the important task of saving the world was left to me."

"Then he passed on the magic to me!"

"cut"

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Zhu Zhanji thought his little brother was telling the truth, but there was nothing real in his mouth!

It was just getting dark at this time.

Zhu Pangpang suddenly came to Zhu Zhankan's small yard.

"Son, eh? It just so happens that Zhan Ji is here, hurry up, wash up, and go to the morning court with dad later!"

"Morning court? Why did you suddenly go to morning court today?"

Zhu Zhanji has been to court several times, and he is familiar with the rules of morning court. He does not go to court every day.

Although according to the ancestral system, you need to go to the morning court every morning.

But not everyone has the perseverance and health of Emperor Taizu.

Even Emperor Yongle would occasionally let the prince come to supervise the morning court.

"Who knows what your grandpa wants to do?" Zhu Gaochi replied without interest.

...

Imperial Palace, outside Fengtian Hall.

All officials will get up at midnight and walk through half of Yingtian Mansion to the Meridian Gate.

When the drums on the Meridian Gate tower sound, the ministers will line up and prepare to enter the palace.

"Brother, the battle today is quite big." Zhu Zhankan looked at the civil and military officials lined up.

"Today is a great court meeting, so it will be held in Fengtian Hall. I don't know what the emperor wants to announce, but he actually wants to gather all the civil and military officials to hold a great court meeting." Zhu Zhanji skillfully led his sixth brother to the palace.

As Zhu Zhanji is the grandson of the emperor, and Zhu Zhankan is the envoy of Jinyiwei Town, he naturally needs to attend this court meeting.

The ministers gathered at the entrance of the main hall of Fengtian Hall.

I couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

Today is not the day for a great court meeting, but the standards for a great court meeting are actually being held.

Your Majesty is planning a big event!

Thinking of Emperor Yongle's previous trouble.

Many ministers felt a little uncomfortable in their bodies, especially in their hearts.

The drums are beating and hundreds of officials are standing.

Zhu Zhankan stood among the ministers.

Behind the Crown Prince stood his grandson Zhu Zhanji, King of Han Zhu Gaoxu, and King of Zhao Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Zhankan observed the situation of the civil and military officials in the palace.

After the drums sounded, civil and military officials lined up on both sides.

At this time, the overall position of the team is revealed.

The prince and the emperor's grandson stood before the civil servants, and the king of Han and the king of Zhao stood before the generals.

Among the civil servants, almost all of them were very optimistic about Zhu Gaochi, especially those who had been taken care of by the prince.

Not to mention the civil servants who are mixed with the merits of fighting for the dragon.

Among generals, it is even easier to take sides.

Having shouldered the gun together, this reason was enough for them to support the King of Han.

However, the power of the King of Han had long been weakened.

On the one hand, Emperor Yongle has conducted military campaigns in recent years, and many generals have directly received favor from the emperor.

On the other hand, the veteran generals who supported the King of Han died, were demoted, and left.

In particular, Qi Duke Qiu Fu died in battle, Xue Lu was transferred from Yingtian Mansion, and the authority of Jin Yiwei was assigned to Zhu Laoliu.

After being weakened, the power of the Han Palace was no longer able to make trouble.

After a while, Zhu Di appeared on the dragon chair.

Zhu Zhankan looked around in front of the palace, carefully observing the fortunes of the civil and military officials.

He discovered that only dynasty luck seemed to be truly formed, and personal luck did not appear.

With the extension of the dynasty's luck, Zhu Di, Zhu Pangpang, and Zhu Zhanji were included.

Today is the Great Court Meeting, and Zhu Zhankan finally saw the complete shape of the Ming Dynasty's destiny.

On the beams of Fengtian Hall, a golden dragon stood impressively!

only......

The golden dragon looked a little embarrassed.

He only has two claws, and his two small claws cover his face tightly.

It seemed as if He had done something to disgrace the dragon.

Next to the golden dragon, there was an extremely weak golden snake, which was about to die.

Zhu Di's eyes swept over the princes, grandsons, and officials.

All the ministers who were glanced by Zhu Di would be looked at by the golden dragon's gaze peeking out from the gap between its claws.

The ministers suddenly felt something pressing in their hearts, and they felt extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, the uncomfortable feeling passed quickly.

Zhu Di's deep voice came: "Last month, the Wala army repeatedly plundered the border. This year, the Wala army repeatedly invaded our Ming territory, intending to infect the Central Plains."

"I think that after the new year, I will personally lead the expedition against Wala, plow their yards, exterminate their species, and destroy their roots!"

Chapter 22 Northern Expedition? No money

Zhu Di sat back on the dragon throne. It is estimated that the ministers will start to oppose it next. It is really troublesome.

Zhu Di held his head with a headache and sat firmly on the dragon throne.

As expected, after the ministers discussed it, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue came out first.

"Your Majesty, last year, the total income from money, grain, silk and cloth was equivalent to about 31 million taels. After deducting the expenditures for retention and supply of salaries in various places, the remaining amount was 8.15 million taels of silver. The expenditures for drought in Kaifeng Prefecture and Henan Prefecture were 780,000 taels, and the expenditures in Wuchang Prefecture... There was no surplus, and there were still hundreds of thousands of taels owed. This year, the income of the Ministry of Revenue was equivalent to about 30.7 million taels..."

The Minister of Revenue, who had a strong memory, broke up the income of money and grain last year and today and explained it to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di watched coldly, but felt a headache.

I don't know who this Minister of Revenue learned this dirty trick from!

He was not afraid of the advice of civil officials, nor was he afraid of the complaints of civil officials.

He was afraid that the other party would directly give him the numbers.

Showing the annual income is to express a core meaning.

No money!

And even the detailed figures have been shown, what else are you going to say?

You can't let the Ministry of Revenue print money, right?

You can print treasure notes, but the recognition of treasure notes in the market is not high now.

If we continue to print it, I'm afraid it will cause civil unrest.