Ming Dynasty: I, Emperor Jingtai, ask my brother to die.
42The power of money, willing to die for His Highness

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"As expected!"

Wang Zhi, Yu Qian, and the others thought to themselves. The reality before their eyes was exactly what they thought.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the reactions of the soldiers and patted the box containing the gold. He asked,""Tell me, what is this?"

"Gold!"

The soldiers shouted in unison.

Their eyes were fixed on the chest filled with gold, and their eyes revealed unconcealable greed.

Although the money wasn't much, only five hundred thousand gold taels, it depended on who it was for.

The monthly salary of a group of people was only ten taels of silver, and some of them were even less than ten taels of silver. Under such circumstances, one could imagine how attractive five hundred thousand taels of gold could be.

This was a number that they could only look up to for the rest of their lives.

"Very good. Then, do you want to take the gold?”

Zhu Qiyu nodded, very satisfied with the soldiers 'answers.

He wanted to breed the greed of these soldiers and arouse their ambitions.

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit.

How could he fight the vicious Wala without his blood?

This world was very fair. Only by being fiercer than the enemy could one obtain the final victory.

The demeanor of a big country was something that only needed to be considered when one had the absolute upper hand in martial arts.

"Yes!"

The soldiers were excited and shouted loudly.

What was the purpose of being a soldier in ancient times?

The biggest reason was to earn money to support the family.

Of course, there were also people who wanted to make contributions and create wealth for their descendants, but that was something that only a very small number of people could do.

"Very good, this king has plenty of money. This is only a part of it. If it's not enough, there's still more in the national treasury. If the national treasury is empty, this king will tear down the palace and not owe you money. However, this king has one thing to tell you. This king is not stingy with money, but this king does not need weak soldiers who just wait for death.”

Zhu Qiyu's expression was calm as his sharp gaze swept across everyone.

The conditions had been made clear. Next, he would conduct an assessment of the soldiers in Beijing. Those who did not meet the requirements would not even be qualified to defend the city.

The key to war lies in its quality, not in its quantity.

Next, he would use the Breaking Ranks Camp as the foundation to create a strong army of the Ming Dynasty.

This was his preparation for the upcoming defense of Beijing, as well as his preparation to send troops to the grasslands.

He had to stand up from where he fell.

Retreating was also the first step to attack. This was only the first step to wash away the shame. Next, he would learn from Zhu Di and conquer Mobei, enslaving Wala, Tartar, and Wuliangha.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Tens of thousands of soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted in a low voice,""I'm willing to die for your highness!"

The soldiers were there to make a living, and no one had ever been as honest with them as Zhu Qiyu, clearly taking money.

The soldiers felt Zhu Qiyu's sincerity, so they all knelt down and pledged their loyalty.

Of course, part of the reason was because of the strength of the Breaking Ranks.

Most of the time, the world was like this. Money was the boss.

"King Hun!"

Wang Zhi, Yu Qian, Hu Fou, Jin Lian, Jin Ying, and the others had complicated expressions as they stared at Zhu Qiyu.

Although Zhu Qiyu was strong and overbearing, to the current Great Ming, it just so happened that he needed such a mighty lord.

Heroes emerge in troubled times!

It was hard to say whether Zhu Qiyu was a hero or not. However, if it was someone else, it would be very difficult to do what he was doing now.

"The previous emperor made a mistake back then…"

Yu Qian muttered to himself with a complicated expression.

Wang Zhi, Hu Fou, Jin Lian, Chen Xun, and the others didn't say anything.

It wasn't just Yu Qian. They all had the same feeling at this moment.

...

Wala!

Bayan Timur returned to Wala and came to Yexian with a gloomy face.

He first looked at Boyantil Muer, whose face was bruised and swollen, with a stunned expression."Zhiyuan, what's wrong with you? Could it be that Big Ming dares to be unreasonable to you?"

He was somewhat dumbfounded. Now, the Great Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen was in his hands. Under such circumstances, the Great Ming still dared to be unreasonable to Bayan Timur. Did he not want Zhu Qizhen to live?

"Grand Preceptor, Great Ming now has a King of State Supervisor. This person is Zhu Qizhen's younger brother, King Hun Zhu Qiyu. Originally, Great Ming's Empress Dowager had already agreed to take the money, but in the end, she was stopped by Zhu Qiyu.”

Bayan Timur said angrily.

He made up his mind that when he conquered Beijing, he would return the humiliation Zhu Qiyu had given him a hundredfold.

Xi Ning was stunned when he heard this. His face was filled with disbelief."King Hun Zhu Qiyu? Lord Zhi Yuan, are you mistaken? King Hun had a refined and easy-going personality. He was famous for his good temper in the capital.”

He felt that Bayan Timur did not get the money from Da Ming, and in order to save face, he directed and acted out a play.

After all, if he came back empty-handed, how embarrassing would it be?

"Zhu Qiyu is elegant and easygoing?"

Bayan Timur raised his head and looked at Xi Ning fiercely."Are you doubting me again?"

A mere eunuch actually dared to question him. He was truly courting death.

"Swoosh!"

Xi Ning's face turned pale and he shook his head repeatedly.""Lord Zhi Yuan has misunderstood. This lowly one is only telling the truth. Perhaps King Hun was pretending in the past.”

He first waved his hand and asked,"Zhiyuan, calm down first. Tell me what you know about this Zhu Qiyu. What kind of person is he?"”

"Hu…"

Bayan Timur took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He thought for a moment and said,""Grand Preceptor, after I entered Beijing, I happened to encounter a bloody conflict within the Ming Dynasty. At that time, there were many corpses lying on the ground, and all of this was related to Zhu Qiyu.”

He thought of the scene he had just seen when he entered Beijing, so he said to him first.

Yexian frowned and said in a deep voice,""Zhi Yuan, you mean that the person in charge of the big Ming is Zhu Qiyu, right?”

"That's right. I suspect that Zhu Qiyu wants to use this opportunity to rebel.”

Bayan Timur nodded and voiced out some of his deductions.

This was the conclusion he had deduced based on what he had seen and heard in Beijing on his way back.

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