"I obey your order."

Liu Rixin's mouth curled up and he bowed.

When he heard the word mausoleum, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately realized that he would probably die here.

but,

Zhongshan seems to be a Feng Shui treasure land. It would be nice to die there.

At least it can benefit future generations.

Thinking of this, Liu Rixin suddenly felt that the future was promising. He was already quite old, and it would be great if he could still get some of the emperor's dragon energy after his death.

Liu Rixin once secretly calculated that the Ming Dynasty would last at least three hundred years.

In this way, one's descendants will continue uninterrupted.

At this moment, Liu Rixin's mood suddenly became happy.

What an honor it is to be buried in the emperor's mausoleum.

He felt full of energy.

After Liu Rixin left, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered Jiang Lin to "notify the director of the Imperial Observatory to arrange for a few people who know geomancy to go over and accompany the inspection."

"Also have the Royal Guards monitor closely. Don't miss any key points and record them in detail."

"I obey your order." Jiang Li bowed.

Since this matter concerns the emperor's feng shui, Zhu Yuanzhang certainly would not just hand it over to Liu Rixin.

It would be bad if he really did something secretly.

Given Zhu Yuanzhang's suspicious nature, he not only asked the Imperial Observatory and Liu Rixin to supervise each other, but also required the Embroidered Uniform Guard to keep detailed records.

Even after it was finalized, Zhu Yuanzhang would still find someone to check it over and over again, and only after he confirmed that there were no problems or omissions would he allow construction to begin.

It was at this time that a famine occurred and too many refugees came.

Zhu Yuanzhang happened to gather thousands of civilians, which helped to solve part of the disaster.

Don't underestimate these thousands of civilians, as they are just a drop in the bucket compared to so many disaster victims.

It’s actually quite useful.

First of all, the victims are not just individuals, but they bring their families with them. Behind one migrant worker, there are often several people from the same family.

Even three thousand laborers can solve the food problem of tens of thousands of disaster victims.

…

The next morning, Zhu Ying was still eating breakfast in the teahouse.

Uncle Zhang hurried up the stairs.

"Boss, something terrible has happened."

Zhu Ying frowned and said, "Why are you so flustered? Sit down and talk."

Zhang Bo took a breath and said hurriedly, "Boss, our caravan was robbed sixty miles away from the capital."

"Robbery?" Zhu Ying put down his breakfast and asked in surprise, "How dare someone rob near the capital?"

"For things like this, just report it to the police. It's no big deal."

Zhu Ying was quite speechless. As for the Ming Dynasty currently ruled by Zhu Yuanzhang, it was during the Hongwu period.

There are relatively few illegal and disorderly incidents, and many people are relatively restrained.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang never showed mercy when it came to killing people.

It might be worse in distant areas, but if you dare to rob around the capital, wouldn't you be extremely bold?

"Boss, it's not really robbery. It's just that someone took a fancy to our goods and forced them to buy and sell them."

Then Zhang Bo paused and said hesitantly: "There was a conflict with the other party."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ying asked, "Which of our caravans has the problem?"

Zhang Bo thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to be a caravan coming from the desert."

Zhu Ying was stunned.

From the desert?

Zhu Ying was of course well aware of the power of his subordinates.

The caravan in the desert is called a caravan, but in fact, every member of it is a strong man.

They basically do business with no capital. They take a convoy of empty trucks for a tour in the desert, usually pass by with full loads, and then sell the goods.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying couldn't help but ask, "How many people are there on the other side?"

"One hundred."

"How many of us are there?"

"Thirty people."

"Then what?"

"We captured the other side."

Zhang Bo said hurriedly, "Boss, this is the capital. The leader of the caravan doesn't know what to do. There are a hundred people here, and they have all been kidnapped."

"Boss, what do you think we should do?"

Zhu Ying was a little embarrassed.

Only then did he realize that what Uncle Zhang said was a serious matter. It turned out that his own caravan had captured others, and now he didn't know what to do.

If the authorities were alerted, there would definitely be a big mess.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Ying asked, "Have you interrogated them? Where did these people come from?"

Zhang Bo replied, "After investigation, it is said that these people are from Lanjiazhuang, and they are the adopted sons of Lan Yu, the Duke of Liang."

When Zhu Ying heard that he was Lan Yu's adopted son, he felt helpless.

As the Duke of Liang and a famous general in the early Ming Dynasty, Lan Yu was extremely famous even in the desert and grassland. Of course, he knew some of the information.

Lan Yu liked to adopt sons, and it is said that he had as many as eight hundred adopted sons.

Eight hundred adopted sons. Zhu Ying felt that Lan Yu probably couldn't even remember all the names of his adopted sons.

Lan Yu himself was arrogant and domineering because of his military achievements and ignored the laws and regulations of the Ming Dynasty.

Not only did they occupy the land of the people of Dongchang, but even when the censor came, they would forcefully resist.

After the death of famous generals such as Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu, as a rising star, was conferred the title of Duke of Liang, especially after his great victory in the Battle of Buir Lake.

After the great victory, Lan Yu was proud of his achievement and felt that he had reached the peak of his life.

When returning from the northern expedition, they arrived at Xifeng Pass at night. The officials guarding the pass failed to open the gate in time to receive them, so Lan Yu ordered his troops to destroy the pass and break in.

Others said that he had an affair with the Yuan emperor's concubine, which caused the concubine to commit suicide out of shame.

Zhu Yuanzhang originally wanted to confer the title of Duke of Liang on Lan Yu, but because of Lan Yu's faults, he changed the word Liang to Liang and ordered people to engrave these faults on the hereditary certificate.

Lan Yu still refused to mend his ways. At the celebration banquet, he even got drunk and spoke wildly and acted lawless.

Zhu Yuanzhang reprimanded him many times for this, but he refused to change.

"It seems that Lan Yu is suppressing a rebellion now?" Zhu Ying asked after recalling the past.

"Yes, Boss."

"On the first day of April, Duke Lan Yu of Liang went to attack Handong. On the second day, the commander of Jianchang Guard Yuelu Timur rebelled and was defeated by the commander Lu Yi."

"On the 27th, the governor Nie Wei, Sima Xu, and Qu Neng attacked Yulu Timur."

"On May 1, Lan Yu arrived in Handong, the rebels fled, and he marched to Jianchang, commanding all the troops."

Zhang Bo responded.

If outsiders heard these words, they would definitely be shocked and shocked.

It may seem like simple intelligence information, but it is a military secret of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Uncle Zhang was able to describe it in detail, and it was obvious that he was very familiar with it.

Zhu Ying was not surprised to hear this.

Although his influence was mainly spread across the Ming Dynasty's frontier areas such as the Western Regions, the desert, and the grassland.

But with his means of making money, he would do it at any cost.

An underground intelligence network had already been laid throughout the Ming Dynasty.

Most of them are minor officials, and some officials even leaked the information inadvertently without anyone knowing.

Zhu Ying is well aware of the usefulness of intelligence, which involves many hidden tricks, not just simple infiltration.

For example, the lover of a certain official, the waiter of some restaurants, and the coachman of some wealthy and noble families.

Zhu Ying even sponsored a group of scholars to study and brainwash them.

He passed the examination to become a scholar, obtained an official position, and then had an affair.

With the help of Zhu Ying, these officials naturally achieved quite good political achievements, and were incorruptible and well-known for their virtue.

This is where some subtle manipulations are involved.

A good reputation is very useful in any era.

It’s a pity that the Jinyiwei organization near the capital was too powerful, and Zhu Ying was unable to intervene.

After a moment of deep thought, Zhu Ying said coldly, "These adopted sons of Lan Yu are arrogant and domineering, bullying the people in the village. They deserve no pity to die."

"Send the order to kill them all on the spot. There is no need to come to the capital afterwards. Just hand over the goods and disperse back to the desert."

"Yes, Boss."