Daming: Starting from saving Zhu Biao
32 Old Master’s decision was a shocking feat!

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"Imperial Father, you heard it from so far away.”

"The sound of laughter is like a tsunami!”

At the same time.

On the way down the mountain.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not go to the small courtyard with Zhu Biao and the others.

The old master was thinking.

There was so much food and new food.

No matter what.

They had to be dealt with properly as soon as possible!

Otherwise, even a fifteen minute delay would be torture for him.

……

"Yang Xian, let's not bother about anything else. During this period of time, I will hand over the front troops of the Five Armies Governor's Office to you. The one in charge of the front troops should be the eldest son of Chang Xing Marquis Geng Bingwen, Geng Xuan!”

"Your Ministry of Revenue doesn't have to do anything. You just have to look after the grain for us!”

"In addition, the location and facilities for storing food must be built as soon as possible!”

"After satisfying the required population, the rest will be stored in the Great Ming's warehouse…then distributed to the various divisions.”

The Minister of Revenue, Yang Xian, immediately answered.

"Yes, sir!"

The old man nodded.

He said again,

"In addition, there is also Zhan Hui. Later on, transfer some capable officials from the capital and be responsible for supervising these disaster victims to rebuild as soon as possible!”

Zhan Hui nodded.

But soon, he revealed his doubts.

"But Emperor, rebuilding after the disaster…requires money!”

"And what Big Ming lacks the most now is money!”

"Last year's tax revenue was only four million taels of silver. It's really…not enough to make ends meet!”

Zhan Hui said.

It was exactly what Yang Xian wanted to say but did not say.

This time, while the Emperor was happy.

he hurriedly said.

"Emperor, since the founding of our Ming Dynasty, we have never had enough silver!”

" It's said that the Song Dynasty was rich, but after being suppressed and invaded by the foreign tribes several times, and with the rule of Meng Yuan…"

"Large loss of silver!"

"Right now, I'm afraid that other than the aristocrats in the southeast, no other place has the money to rebuild the hundreds of thousands of disaster victims!”

What they were talking about was actually the current situation of Da Ming.

Back then, when the old master defeated Chen Youliang and re-established the world.

Which place was the hardest to fight?

Wasn't it Suzhou that Zhang Shicheng occupied?

And behind him was the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions in the southeast!

This was once the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty!

Even if Meng Yuan invaded.

However, because they were aliens, and their rule was too brutal!

In less than 60 years, it led to an uprising everywhere!

And the wealth of the Southeastern gentry quickly roped in a rebel army!

This rebel army had experienced many twists and turns.

It fell into Zhang Shicheng's hands.

Back then, Shen Wansan, who was known as the richest man in the world, was beheaded because he supported Zhang Shicheng.

The battle to attack Suzhou was the most difficult.

But the benefits were obvious.

After beating up Zhang Shicheng!

He was not far from becoming an emperor!

But on the other hand.

This was because the old man's ambition was not like Zhang Shicheng and the others who only wanted to occupy the mountain and be king!

What he wanted to do was to restore the Han Dynasty!

They couldn't deliberately suppress the aristocratic families in the southeast!

Moreover…

Because Da Ming had just been established, in the eyes of the old master, there was no objection to letting a country bumpkin like him go to war.

At that time, the Ming army would be invincible on the battlefield!

But if it was governing a country…

He still had to rely on a proper scholar!

It was also because of this.

The scholars of the Southeastern gentry clans were like carps crossing the river as they headed towards the royal court.

If it wasn't for the early years!

When Empress Ma was around.

He gave him an idea to make a "Northern and Southern Roll"!

This Great Ming Dynasty Hall had probably been stolen by those people!

But even so!

Over the years, the Kong Yin case, Guo Heng case, and the recent, poisonous Hu Weiyong case…

Weren't the nobles the ones with the most?

He was in charge of wealth, power, and a few key positions!

They began to wantonly bribe and buy official positions!

They even stole and sold official grain, disregarding the Ming Dynasty for their own personal gain!

Every time he thought about it.

The old master gritted his teeth in hatred!

Although…

The old master was very bold!

He had killed to his heart's content these few times!

Kill them until they were terrified!

However…

These people had great power and deep roots. After so many years, they had long become the tail of the imperial court that could not be dropped!

The old master felt that…

Corrupted officials are endless!

The annual tax money was not much, but when those corrupt officials were greedy, they would always produce a huge amount that would make people dumbfounded!

In the long run.

Da Ming was getting poorer and poorer!

The tax money was getting lesser and lesser.

The old man was also a little helpless.

He didn't know where the problem was!

……

"Money is indeed a big problem!"

"But now, we should take it step by step. Let's explain it to the people first!”

"What should I do next?"

"We can't rush the matter of governing the country!"

"It's the same for dealing with disasters. The most important thing is to deal with the aftermath!”

As he spoke.

The old man sped up.

He was clearly an old man who was almost seventy years old, but his footsteps were even more stable than the few civil officials beside him.

Finally.

The old man came before the commoners.

They heard the endless shouts of "Long live the Emperor!"”

The old master was under the watchful eyes of everyone.

He slowly climbed up the platform that was simply built with grain.

After the morning court session.

The old master did not change into his imperial robe!

Therefore…

He was still wearing his imperial robe and standing under the sun…

Every word and action.

There was nothing that could not be said…

He was the sky of this big Ming!

"Everyone, be quiet!"

At this moment, the old man raised his skinny hands and made a pressing gesture.

Immediately.

The commoners kept quiet.

Silence!

"I know, everyone is very excited now!”

"It also eliminated the misunderstanding we had at the beginning!”

" Everyone, seeing the grain under our feet, I'm sure you understand…"

The old man said.

His voice suddenly became loud and clear!

"Great Ming will not give up on every citizen of Great Ming!”

"The Great Ming Dynasty's ruler will not stand by and watch our people starve to death, die of illness, or even freeze to death, and do nothing!”

"What I want to tell you is!"

" Whether it's me, my eldest son, my grandson, or the countless descendants in the future..."

"As long as the sun and moon are still around…"

"Great Ming's King!"

"I will definitely not abandon the people of my Great Ming and take a step back!”

"Regardless of life or death!"

As the old man's aged but firm voice fell.

In an instant.

The entire populace instantly boiled over!

"Long live the Emperor!"

"I knew it. The Emperor is the one who cares about the people. The Emperor gave each of us a copy of the Great Decree. If we encounter oppression, we can go all the way to Shangjing without hindrance!”

"The food we have now is proof of this!”

The old man pressed his palm down again to calm everyone down.

They turned to serious business.

"Everyone!"

"We've never been here to shout slogans.”

"The reason why we are standing here now is to talk about the arrangements for you in the future!”

"From now on…"

"The food here is all yours. You won't starve!”

" At the same time, the officials from the Ministry of Official Personnel Affairs will immediately gather the craftsmen to select a location for you to build a house…"

"You won't be homeless either!"

"At the same time…"

"We'll be nearby and be in charge of plowing the land for you!”

"You won't have no land to plant!"

"But we…"

"I only have one request!"

As he spoke.

The old man looked down at the people who were still gathering.

He had said the plan that he had long had in his heart!

"Your Majesty, just say it. We will definitely do it well!”

"That's right, Old Emperor. We have nothing but strength now!”

"We'll do whatever you want us to do!”

"Good!" The old man roared.

He turned around.

Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding officials.

He shouted again.

"From now on, we will build a city for you!”

"What I said just now also counts!”

" In addition, the only request I have for you is…"

"Plant new grain!"

"And this city…"

At this point, the old man's voice stopped abruptly!

His gaze wandered and finally stopped at the mountainside!

Lan Yu and the others saw it and knew that the direction the old man was looking at was definitely the small courtyard with the wooden horse and the rosewood rattle.

Then perhaps…

This was the only hope in the old master's heart!

"This city!"

"Let's call it…Huai City!"

Huai!

When Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Great Ming Emperor, passed away at the age of eight…

Because he was too young, he had not been conferred a title!

So...

Emperor Wu Hong hid him in Mount Zhong as the eldest grandson of the emperor!

No. 2: Huai!

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