Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Zhanji has been working hard since he was enthroned, and he wanted to achieve Zhu Di's realm of looking at everything as a tool.

It started very well.

Really, everyone thinks this emperor is good, whether it's a hundred officials or ordinary people.

But the handling of Xunqi made him show his true shape.

It is not a good thing for the emperor to respect love.

Of course, it can be said in another way: the emperor's heart is not cruel enough, which is very bad.

"You all hope that I will be ruthless, but who wants to be ruthless?"

Zhu Zhanji returned to the palace, and the two children were so happy that they left too.

This was a successful trip to the palace, and it gave the two children a lot of fun at least a year ago.

Before the New Year, it is reasonable that the emperor wants to reward some important officials and honors. This humane behavior is probably the same as Fang Xing's previous life when the unit issued New Year goods during the New Year.

This is a move to win favors and strengthen cohesion.

Fang Xing's also has it, but this year's quantity and quality are not very good.

"Husband, these dates are all dried."

A car reward was cleaned up by Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai, but Xiaobai heartlessly said that the royal family was poor, but Zhang Shuhui was a little worried.

"Husband, isn't our holy family gone?"

"Nothing, and don't poke the jerky, keep it for the two big dogs anyway."

Fang Xing did not explain her judgment, so Zhang Shuhui went out to inquire.

When Zhang Shuhui rushed into the backyard like a gust of wind, Fang Xing, who was sharing the nuts with worry-free, frowned and said: "Be reserved and have..."

"Be reserved!"

While Fang Xing didn't pay attention, Wuyou quietly pulled a bunch of nuts in front of him, and then solemnly said to Zhang Shuhui: "Mother, I want a lady."

Zhang Shuhui didn't have time to talk to her, a little anxious, but still a little gloating: "Husband, the rewards for those honors are much less, less than ours."

This is an uncle who would gloat when she heard the bad luck of her peers, but she would also cry for some weakness.

This is the duality of human beings.

Fang Xing likes such a wife, he thinks such a woman is alive and true.

He didn't have the interest to take another look at women like woodcarving gods, or artificial women, no matter how beautiful.

So he smiled and got up and asked: "Your Majesty is just venting his anger. He is one of honor and honor, but it is not easy to favor one or the other, otherwise there will be internal conflicts, so our family is just hurting Chiyu."

Zhang Shuhui said discouragedly: "It is said that your majesty received the memorial yesterday. Some family members of the captured sergeant went to the local officials. The officials wrote memorials a year ago. Your Majesty was very depressed, so he wrote the reward at will."

Fang Xing was stunned, and then seeing Wuxun guilty of pushing his nuts back a little, he rubbed the top of her head, and said: "Your Majesty has a lot of affection. Hesitate, this memorial..."

The timing of this memorial is very good, just a year ago, just when many people said that Xunqi should also be cleaned up.

"There are a lot of criminals. Your Majesty is trying to beat it? Or is it ridiculing." Zhang Shuhui was a little puzzled.

Fang Xing's eyes became more melancholy, and he said, "During the battle with Harleh, the forwards fought fiercely, and the scouts were fighting every day, just to listen to the news and break the opponent's sight. Those captured were elite... "

Zhang Shuhui was shocked and said, "Isn't it a big victory? Those captives didn't get it back?"

Fang Xing shook his head, his eyes in a trance.

He was thinking about the war that year, and his tone was calm.

"Most of those captives were put to death after being questioned. At the time of the war, the Hari people were on an expedition, so it was impossible to take them. There are very few remaining... Jin Yiwei's people have identified more than a hundred people, and they are all in Samarkand. ."

Women are always soft, Zhang Shuhui said distressedly: "Here are all cheering for the New Year, Guotai and people are safe, but the soldiers who fought for the Ming Dynasty became prisoners and can't come back again. How uncomfortable their families are! "

"This is just your Majesty's venting of dissatisfaction. As for the captured brothers, Your Majesty has arranged for someone to go to Samarkand to wait for an opportunity to take action."

"Can you save it? Don't let the Warriors go in when the time comes."

Women like to use numbers to calculate whether something is correct or not, but this is war.

Wuyou didn't know what they were talking about, but felt the stagnation of the atmosphere and came over to stand beside Fang Xing.

When Fang Xing saw his daughter's well-behaved, he whispered softly: "This is a war. Some people will die, but some people shouldn't die. For this reason, we must pay the price to rescue them. This has nothing to do with winning or losing, but we don't want to leave our robe."

The emperor sent out new year goods, no matter good or bad, it is always right to enter the palace to thank you.

When Fang awoke, he saw a lot of honors, plus those civil servants, which actually meant something like a great dynasty meeting.

As soon as there were more people, they were divided into factions, and everyone got together before the emperor arrived.

The New Year was almost here, and Yu Shi didn't want to entangle these violations, so his voice gradually became louder.

"More than a hundred people? Not many!"

"Not many, Daming captured more Harlems."

"It's pitiful, or just exchange it."

"Yes, exchange, let's change two or three, they will always be willing, right?"

A group of civilian officials were worrying about the captured Ming army. Meng Ying from Wu Xun's side said: "I sent a messenger to ask about the exchange of prisoners. The Harits disagree. They are afraid that the prisoners will affect the morale of the people after they return."

Uh!

The civilian officials didn't think about this possibility. Someone said, "Or just spend money. Let's spend money to redeem those soldiers who served the country."

"They won't."

Meng Ying's words made the hall more cold, and the civil servants lowered their heads uncomfortably.

"We are not willing."

Zhang Fu introduced the attitude of the military: "Since they are still preparing to become enemies with Daming, then Daming cannot exchange money for the captured soldiers. That would be an insult to them."

This logic is unreasonable, but the Wuxuns nodded one after another, thinking it was a matter of course.

The blood of the warrior has not dissipated yet, this is good news.

Then Zhu Zhanji came.

"The New Year is about to come, all the world is happy, family reunion, I also wish Zhuqing a smooth future in the coming years."

The officials thanked the emperor in unison, and wished the emperor and his family a good New Year's Eating and drinking, and good health.

Zhu Zhanji smiled. After the officials finished speaking, he gradually closed his smile and said: "I received a memorial a few days ago. A mother made a request to me. She missed her son. She will be able to cook for her son next year during the Chinese New Year. She begged me to use the remaining lifespan to dedicate it to me, and only hopes that her son can return."

The officials were a little confused.

When can a peasant’s request appear in the memorial?

And this request was cherished by the emperor.

Yang Rong went out of class and said: "Your Majesty, please send envoys to Harleh again."

This is to prepare to redeem those captives at a high price.

The officials were silent, and Xia Yuanji came out and said: "Your Majesty, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. The ministers and others can reunite as a family to celebrate the festive season, but the soldiers can only be kept in a dark place. The household department has quite a balance this year."

Xia Yuanji's words cleared everyone's worries about money ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so the atmosphere became relaxed again.

Someone chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, the Harits are not rich now. Let's give more gold and silver. They will definitely see the money open."

The relaxed atmosphere gradually spread, and everyone felt that it was not the case for the episode this year.

Feeling the atmosphere, Zhu Zhanji said calmly: "I am not going to trade with the Harits."

Uh!

What does the emperor mean?

Since they wanted to get those captives back, but the Harit refused to exchange the captives, wouldn't they have to redeem them with money?

Only Fang Xing knew what Zhu Zhanji was thinking.

He thought of the empty camp of Hei Thorn, and thought of Wuchuan who was at a loss without seeing the robe when he returned to Beijing.

The emperor said indifferently: "My duty is to take care of Daming and the people. The soldiers fight for the country and are captured as slaves. I can't bear it, I won't be able to bear it. An army has already set off, and it should have arrived at this moment. Marhan."

The officials were stunned and shocked.

The Minister of War, Zhang Ben looked at the emperor at a loss, almost offensive: "Your Majesty, they are captured."

As a military official, he didn't even know which army had set off.

The emperor didn’t explain anything. He just looked at the officials and said in a deep voice: “They are heroes. Being enslaved."

The atmosphere was a little more tense and embarrassing, especially the honors, they always felt that the emperor’s words were not right.

Zhu Zhanji emphasized again: "They are heroes, so I sent an army to rescue them. I will be waiting for them in the capital. Before that, I can only pray to the sky and pray for their safety."

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