Transmigrated to the Great Ming Dynasty, I became Emperor Zhu Youxiao, the Carpenter Emperor. Well then, I'll hide behind the scenes; I'll take the blame, and you all go die.
The military household system was abolished and land was distributed to military households, which was a good thing for the lower-level military households.
Changing the military household system to a conscription system and establishing new military regions was a slow and painstaking process. Although the progress had not been fast in the past six months, Zhu Youxiao was very satisfied.
Standing up and stretching his body, Zhu Youxiao said to Wei Chao beside him, "Things have been going well recently. I will issue an imperial decree to commend the General Staff Office."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Wei Chao agreed quickly.
After giving the order, Zhu Youxiao walked to the back.
Now that the affairs of the court were settled, the next things would be simpler, and I could finally take a break. Ever since crossing over, I had been so busy for so many years, and I really hadn't had a good rest. This kind of rest wasn't physical, but psychological. With the Ming Dynasty now at this point, I could finally rest assured.
Turning his head to look at Wei Chao, Zhu Youxiao asked, "What is the queen doing now?"
"Your Majesty, the Empress is flying a kite with His Highness." Wei Chao replied from the side.
"Really?" After hearing this, Zhu Youxiao immediately became happy and said, "Let's go and take a look. It's a good opportunity to fly kites with them."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Wei Chao quickly agreed and turned around to lead the way.
When the news of Japan's defeat and surrender spread, the entire Ming court and the people were filled with jubilation. A newspaper vendor shouted in the streets, "Long live! Long live! We won!"
People poured into the streets, telling each other the news and celebrating their victory. Street vendors threw baskets of red dates, melons, and fruits into the crowd, laughing and shouting, "Hahahaha! We won! I'll treat everyone to some melons and fruits!"
All the festive items in the shop, such as candied sweet fruits, aged wine, red candles, lanterns and firecrackers, were sold out. The shopkeeper took all the items without caring about the amount of money and cheered for victory.
The Ming Dynasty finally washed away the shame of the Battle of Sarhu! Japan was no longer the shadow that weighed on their hearts!
Gongs and drums were beating day and night across the country, and the streets of big cities and small towns were deserted with people, and the atmosphere was full of joy.
Seoul, North Korea.
Zhang Yu took Song Xiang for a stroll on the street.
Seoul was very prosperous during this period. Although there was a war with Japan outside and news of casualties came from time to time, there were also many benefits.
Ming merchants were everywhere, making the city extremely prosperous. However, some things were superficial, and the lives of ordinary people were not much better, and in fact, they were even more difficult.
But these have nothing to do with Zhang Yu. After being busy for so long, it's rare for him to come out and enjoy himself.
Walking on the street with Song Xiang, buying and selling things, and strolling around are all rare leisure opportunities for them.
"What do you think of this pearl hairpin?" Song Xiang asked Zhang Yu with a smile, holding a pearl hairpin in her hand.
"That's right, buy it if you like it." Zhang Yu agreed with a smile.
Given their current status, they naturally had no shortage of money, so buying these things wouldn't be a big deal. Zhang Yu didn't want to discuss this topic with Song Xiang any further. Since he liked it, he could buy it.
Song Xiang rolled her eyes at Zhang Yu and ignored him, but still had someone pack up the pearl hairpin and prepare to take it back.
This man was just so unromantic. However, Song Xiang also understood that no one is perfect, and there is no such thing as a perfect man in this world.
There's no such thing as being perfect in every aspect; someone's greatest strengths can also be their greatest weaknesses. If someone possesses perfect rationality and strong logic, they'll inevitably be less sentimental and less romantic. If someone is deeply sentimental and romantic, they'll also be less methodical and less logical.
This is all relative. In some respects, the strongest is the weakest, and the weakest is also the strongest.
Disadvantages are advantages, and advantages are disadvantages, so Song Xiang doesn't bother with Zhang Yu.
After giving the money to the boss, Song Xiang looked back at Zhang Yu and found that he was looking in one direction with burning eyes.
Song Xiang wasn't angry that he wasn't paying attention to her. She understood that since Zhang Yu had looked over there, something important must have happened, and that this matter was much more important than paying attention to her.
Song Xiang also came over and asked, "What are you looking at? Is there something going on over there?"
"Have you bought it?" Zhang Yu looked at Song Xiang and said with a smile, "Come, I'll bring it to you."
Song Xiang rolled her eyes at Zhang Yu, but still opened the box of the pearl hairpin and put it in Zhang Yu's hand.
This man's romantic style was a bit clumsy, but Song Xiang enjoyed it. He was obviously not good at doing these things, but he was willing to do them for her.
Even if she didn't do well sometimes, Song Xiang was very happy because it meant that Zhang Yu valued her and cared about her. Otherwise, he would never do these things.
Zhang Yu took the pearl hairpin, gently inserted it into Song Xiang's hair, and said, "It's very beautiful."
Nodding, Song Xiang smiled and said, "I've also put on the hairpin. Now can you tell me what happened over there?"
"It's nothing serious. Zheng Xuhong is leading people to search the house." Zhang Yu said with a smile.
"This is the seventh one this month, right?" Song Xiang whispered beside him, "I didn't expect this Jin Zhengmin to be so ruthless. He's much more powerful than us."
"They're all veterans of factional wrangling. They didn't need our help after the start," Zhang Yu said casually. "It turned out just as I expected. They started investigating Zhang Fu's case from the outside, and they found out. After all, those are facts. Now that they've proven the facts, it's much easier to blame them."
Song Xiang nodded.
Everything Zhang Yu said was true. The events were real, and the evidence was certainly real. Aside from Zhang Fu's letter, everything else was flawless. Both Zhang Fu's son and his brother-in-law had been dragged into this conspiracy.
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