Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his beard and was very satisfied with his eldest grandson's plan.
Just by listening, it is clear that Da Sun can completely dominate the overall situation.
This kind of global perspective is very important for the emperor.
An incompetent general can lead to the death of thousands of soldiers.
If the emperor is incompetent, it will be a disaster for the country.
Zhu Yuanzhang could not see too far ahead, but he at least knew that within a few decades after he was gone, his grandson would be able to bring the Ming Dynasty to greater heights.
Compared with the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor, he is not inferior.
"Just follow the arrangements that Da Sun just mentioned."
"I obey your order."
Following Zhu Yuanzhang's eye signal, several ministers slowly retreated and left the hall.
Their work has just begun.
After leaving the Qianqing Palace, the expressions of several ministers relaxed a little.
"The Crown Prince is really... we are not as good as him. I thought it would take at least half an hour to discuss, but I didn't expect that the Crown Prince has already arranged everything we thought of and even didn't think of. Sometimes I feel that I am a bit useless as the Shangshu."
The Minister of War Ru Heng sighed and said that he was a top student and was selected as a tribute student to study in the Imperial Academy at the age of sixteen.
It can be said that he was involved in official affairs very early on.
However, these strategies of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are even more shocking than the previous reforms of the official system and the military system.
"Who says it's not true? The Crown Prince is well versed in the art of ruling by doing nothing. It seems that he has given up power, but in fact, he has let us each do our part, and the Crown Prince is in charge of the overall situation."
"Everyone, please stop talking and just follow the instructions of the Crown Prince."
"We will be busy tonight." Minister of Personnel Zhan Hui said, and then quickened his pace and walked forward.
The other ministers showed disdain.
As for Zhan Hui, he is good at flattering people no matter what the time is.
In the past, he was flattering His Majesty, but now it’s the Crown Prince’s turn, and there is no drag at all, it’s extremely smooth.
But what Zhan Hui said is right, now is a critical moment.
The speed of several people increased.
…
In the Qianqing Palace.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Your arrangements are really good. Even if we were to do it, we wouldn't be able to do better than you."
"That old fellow Zhan Hui is right. It is indeed a blessing for the people to have the eldest grandson around."
Zhu Yuanzhang also came from a low-income family, so he certainly knew how important the arrangements made by his eldest grandson were to the people affected by the disaster in Henan.
However, this is also based on the fact that the Ming Dynasty’s treasury is abundant.
When we encountered disasters in previous years, it was not because the imperial court had no solution, but because a skilled cook could not cook without rice and could not put in any effort.
"Grandpa, you are too kind. No matter how good a plan is, it still depends on the people who implement it."
"Although I have repeatedly warned officials and businessmen not to make money in this way, I think there must be many people who take the risk and steal from others."
"As the saying goes, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. These people have used all their cleverness in devious ways."
"In addition to the normal officials, we also need to send Jinyiwei to conduct secret monitoring, so that the plan can be truly implemented."
After Zhu Ying finished speaking, he felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all.
After all, I had done strenuous exercise not long ago.
"It's getting late, and I'm a little tired. After hearing about my eldest grandson's arrangements, I feel a lot more at ease."
"You are still young. We cannot compete with you. This matter is important, so you should take charge."
Zhu Yuanzhang yawned. He now focused on health preservation.
The imperial physician who specialized in health preservation in the Imperial Medical Bureau figured out a solution.
Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to live a few more years to see how the Ming Dynasty would change under the hands of his grandson. Now he often took care of the children and was not so interested in government affairs.
He knew his eldest grandson could handle it.
"Grandpa, go and have a rest. I will take care of the rest."
Zhu Ying nodded in reply.
Zhu Yuanzhang got up and went to his bedroom, asking his eldest grandson to work in the Qianqing Palace today.
What this means is to let the eldest grandson exercise the power of the emperor.
Zhu Ying sat in the main hall working.
The next step was to call the editor of the Dibao Department.
The extent of the flood disaster in Henan was published in the Beijing Gazette.
Now the printing of the Dibaosi has become very perfect.
Using copperplate ink, printing speed is not only fast but also convenient.
Nowadays, printing is still done manually, that is, after the manuscript is written by the Dibaosi, the printing press will use the typeset mold.
The fonts of the mold are in the form of a roller. When the paper is pushed over, the roller shakes and prints directly on it. After it dries slightly, it is completed.
The steam engine was invented not long ago, and it is conceivable that later, when steam power was available, the speed of printing would be greatly accelerated.
"Your Highness Yuan Jiachi pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Yuan Jiachi was once a guest at Zhu Gang's mansion. Later, Zhu Ying noticed his talent and established the Beijing Gazette Office, and put him in charge of the Office.
"You came here by yourself." Zhu Ying asked.
Due to special reasons, the Dibao Division had a twelve-hour shift system. According to the calculation method of later generations, the get off work would end at four o'clock in the afternoon.
It's already nine o'clock in the evening.
"I heard an urgent message from within the city that was sent eight hundred miles away. I thought something big must have happened, so I rushed to the yamen and waited for the summons." Yuan Jiachi replied.
Zhu Ying nodded: "That's thoughtful."
"This is about the flood in Henan. The disaster affected thousands of miles away, and nearly one million people were displaced. I don't know how many lives were taken by the flood."
"As for the details of this disaster, you can go to the Ministry of War to inquire about the details, write the manuscript as soon as possible, and try to publish it tomorrow."
"By the way, the recorder I asked you to prepare earlier is already prepared."
Zhu Ying asked Yuan Jiachi to prepare the recorder, who was similar to a reporter in later generations.
The earliest batch of recorders in the capital were given the ninth-rank treatment as an exception, which was also to enable better development of this group of recorders.
Don't treat the village chief as a cadre.
Although the ninth rank is the lowest rank of officials, they are still officials.
When ordinary people saw the clerks under the officials, they had to call them "Master". Once they were registered as officials, they became real masters.
That is to say, this first batch, the recorders in the future will naturally be clerks.
"Reporting to Your Highness, everything has been prepared. There are now seventeen recorders in the Palace Report Office, and they are all at Your Highness' command." Yuan Jiachi replied.
Zhu Ying ordered: "If that's the case, send them all to Henan."
"As the saying goes, what you hear may not be true, but what you see may be true. Let them record what they saw in detail, and then return to the capital to compile it into a document, and then publish it in the official gazette."
"In the case of the Henan flood, there will not only be heartfelt help from people, but also corrupt officials who will make ill-gotten gains from it. Please help me tell them to always stick to the faith in their hearts and not be blinded by the temptation in front of them."
"Those treacherous officials whose good deeds were exposed are no longer officials of our Ming Dynasty. They are wolves in sheep's clothing, sucking the blood out of the people. I hope they can remember their original intentions and resolutely draw a clear line between themselves and the evil forces."
"Only in this way can they live up to the imperial court, the common people, and the expectations and cultivation I have placed on them."
Yuan Jiachi was shocked when he heard this.
These words made him feel as if he had suddenly realized something.
Only by keeping your original intention in mind can you achieve your goal.
It sounds simple, but who can control themselves when faced with all kinds of temptations?
Not everyone can remain calm like Liuxia Hui.
Yuan Jiachi felt this deeply. Over the years, as the editor-in-chief of the Imperial Gazette, he was the voice of the court. Many people had been giving him benefits, either overtly or covertly.
Even if you refuse them sternly, those people will still come up with new tricks that make you unprepared.
His rank was not high, but even the court ministers had to give him and the Imperial Reporting Office some face.
There are so many things to pay attention to in this article.
With a little guidance, it could be a different sense.
In some aspects, even Yuan Jiachi couldn't stand it.
After all, he is still a man full of vigor and vitality.
Money can be discarded, but what about beauty?
In fact, such situations are very common in the officialdom of the entire Ming Dynasty, and his affairs are not a big deal.
Zhu Ying also knew about it.
The importance attached to the court bulletin never made Zhu Ying trust someone completely.
So of course there were secret arrangements in the Dibao Office.
Being the Jinyiwei to monitor all officials, are you kidding me?
Although it is not as exaggerated as day and night surveillance, basic movements can be controlled.
"I am wrong, and I am ashamed of my life, Your Highness."
Yuan Jiachi suddenly realized that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was hitting him at the same time.
Seeing that Yuan Jiachi had understood, Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Since ancient times, no saint or sage has ever been without faults. It is a great honor to know your faults and then correct them."
"As an official, you must always remember your bottom line. The interests of the court and the people are inviolable. If you make a mistake, you will fall into the abyss and there will be no cure."
Yuan Jiachi bowed quickly and said, "I will follow the instructions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and will always keep them in mind."
Zhu Ying nodded slightly: "Okay, it's getting late, let's get busy."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Yuan Jiachi bowed and left.
The situation in Henan has come to a temporary end.
Natural disasters are ruthless and human power is weak.
Especially in this day and age, it is difficult to start the fight.
Floods and earthquakes will still be inevitable in the future. What can the people today do? They can only pray for God’s protection.
If I die, then that is my fate.
"By the way, have someone send a message to the Pear Garden, and put Xiaoyu's entry into the palace tomorrow on hold for the time being."
Zhu Ying instructed Guo Zhong who was standing beside him.
"Yes, Your Highness." Guo Zhong replied respectfully.
Zhu Ying thought for a moment and explained, "Tell her that the flood in Henan has spread to almost the entire province, and countless people have been affected. This is not the right time to enter the palace. Wait until the disaster is over before arranging this matter."
"I understand, old servant." Guo Zhong responded with a slight movement of his eyes.
Based on the previous words, he thought that the prince was no longer interested in the actor.
When Zhu Ying was engaged in smuggling, he had dealt with corrupt officials and knew best that these people liked to make wild guesses and distinguish between truth and falsehood.
If it was simply put on hold, I would have thought it had fallen out of favor.
Actors are considered a lowly class nowadays, and many people feel uncomfortable with this.
But Zhu Ying didn't do that. After all, in later generations, these so-called lowly actors were stars.
Zhu Ying also knew that with the development of the Ming Dynasty's economy, while material needs were met, spiritual food became increasingly important, and the status of these actors would gradually rise.
The Eight Beauties of Qinhuai in the late Ming Dynasty were said to be of lowly origin, but in fact their status was incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Maybe he knew that the crown prince had not yet rested.
The Ministry of War also sent over intelligence about Tubo.
In fact, the two pieces of information arrived at the post station outside the capital at almost the same time.
However, when encountering an express message of 800 miles, other letters must give way to it.
The message sent by Xu Huizu was not an urgent one, but as long as the military intelligence was delivered to the post station, the minimum daily rate was 300 miles.
With the construction of official roads nowadays, it is not difficult to achieve this speed.
Xu Huizu had been gone for several months, and it should have been more than two months since he arrived in Tubo.
Naturally, sending messages is much faster than marching. The information Zhu Ying saw was about half a month ago.
It was similar to what Xu Huizu estimated. The Mongolian cavalry support was obviously very self-righteous. They felt that 100,000 cavalry were enough to sweep across a plain area like Tibet.
Xu Huizu's persuasion was futile and he could only let it go.
Timur had obviously sent an elite commander to set up an ambush early on, waiting to harvest the Ming or Mongolian army.
The Mongolian army, which had achieved a small victory earlier, was greedy for merit and advanced rashly, and naturally fell into an ambush by Timur's army.
The Mongolian army then divided its troops into three groups and launched a direct attack.
All three routes encountered ambushes, and the pouring artillery fire was as dense as raindrops.
They forgot that Timur's army was not only equipped with swords, bows and crossbows, but also with artillery like the Ming Dynasty.
The three routes were defeated and the retreat was cut off.
It was thanks to the support of the Ming army that a lot of losses were recovered.
After gathering the troops, it was discovered that 30% of the 100,000-man army was missing.
The Mongolian commander almost committed suicide to apologize for his crime.
These were randomly recruited guerrillas, but they were the real elite Mongolian cavalry.
After all, the money and food given by the Ming Dynasty this time was enough, so the Northern Yuan Dynasty couldn't afford to fool them.
Among the 100,000 troops, 30,000 were cavalrymen guarding the Northern Yuan Dynasty court. After counting, it was found that more than 7,000 of them were lost.
Every warrior who can defend the royal court is a warrior with the title of "Baturu" on the grassland.
They died so tragically and miserably.
He didn't even have time to display his bravery and was killed by enemy fire.
For this, the Mongolian leader must bear great responsibility.
If it weren't for the Ming army's support, the losses would have been even greater.
After all, the Mongolian cavalry advanced too deep into the enemy's territory and their retreat was cut off. It was the Ming army that caught up and forcibly opened a gap.
This was also the first time that the Ming army fought against Timur's army.
Xu Huizu wrote in the letter.
Timur's army was not weaker than the Ming army, and his slave army also had strict military discipline.
In terms of firearms, their army is not much inferior to ours.
Especially its noble armor, which has better defense than the Ming Dynasty armor.
Their small number of elite troops were covered in armor, like iron barrels, and could not be hurt by firearms.
When Zhu Ying saw this, he knew that what Xu Huizu was talking about was the extremely famous plate armor in history.