Chapter 245 Bingkuan alone is enough

Author: Silent

Chapter 245 Bingkuan alone is enough

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Youtang was meeting his son Zhu Houzhao, and was listening to his son talk about what he saw and heard at the artillery range.

"...Father, you really should go and see it for yourself. It's really spectacular. I have never seen such a powerful artillery piece! It's so shocking that the gods and ghosts weep!"

What Zhu Houzhao was chatting about there was not fundamentally different from what Xiao Jing and others reported to him before.

Zhu Youtang asked angrily: "Have you seen other artillery pieces? Is there any comparison?"

"Eh?"

Zhu Houzhao was startled, then he chuckled and said, "Even if I haven't seen it before, I have heard of it. According to Erchen's estimate, wherever this thing is, there should be no Tatars within a few miles of it." Son!"

"The Ming Dynasty's city passes will no longer have to worry about Tatar attacks. I'm just thinking that if I use this kind of artillery to attack the grasslands, will it make the grassland people howl like ghosts and wolves... Hahahaha..."

Zhu Youtang was frightened after hearing this.

Father and son are originally different. I used to feel that my son didn't look like me in many ways. Are you still thinking that he is my biological child?

But now I suddenly feel that the results that father and son imagined when going to the grassland were so similar.

Um.

It's my biological son who didn't run away.

"It's outrageous. You don't study hard and think about all kinds of nonsense all day long? Bingkuan shouldn't let you leave the palace!" Zhu Youtang seemed to be angry.

But I was very happy.

Even if he, as a father, cannot fulfill his dream of conquering the grassland, his son may be able to help him realize it.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Father, it was Mr. Zhang who asked Erchen to leave the city. If you want to blame, blame him. But it has nothing to do with Erchen. He came back immediately after watching the artillery show! If you don't believe me, ask them! This matter My son-in-law was right about the matter."

"Prince! Do you still have responsibility?"

Zhu Youtang said sharply.

Only then did Zhu Houzhao realize that he might have said the wrong thing.

If it were anyone else, Zhu Houzhao would not be so quick to shirk the responsibility, and would even take the responsibility actively. But the problem is that it is Zhang Bingkuan...

In name, he was a gentleman, but Zhu Houzhao felt that he was simply a demon who ate people without spitting out their bones. He was being plotted by Zhang Zhou all day long, so why couldn't he shirk the responsibility?

"Okay, your mother is still waiting for you to come over for dinner. Go quickly. I have to deal with official business tonight, so I won't go there!"

"Yes, Father!"

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"When will this prince really grow up?"

After his son left, Zhu Youtang sighed to Dai Yi and other eunuchs.

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the prince is very calm when he leaves the palace today. However, the prince can abide by everything Mr. Zhang reminds him. Your Majesty does not need to worry about this."

"Yes, only Bingkuan can control him now. The officials next to him may be very decent in their words and deeds, but they just... don't have Bingkuan's energy... I can't describe him."

Zhu Youtang was still thinking about it.

Why did the prince listen to Zhang Zhou and not to other officials?

Xiao Jing thought to himself, that's not it. The evil nature in Zhang Zhou is something ordinary people don't have.

If someone could really be as evil as Zhang Zhou, I guess you would be disgusted by it, but why is he not an orthodox scholar, so no matter what he does, it seems so reasonable?

If Zhang Zhou were allowed to behave properly, Your Majesty would still think that he had taken the wrong medicine, right?

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Inside Kunning Palace.

Zhu Houzhao was bragging to his sister.

After all, Zhu Xiurong has passed his fifth birthday. In later generations, he will be in the kindergarten class, he has a certain logic in speaking and doing things, and he is about to enter elementary school.

But when her brother was telling her about artillery and the scenes of flying chickens and dogs, her eyes were blurred, as if she was a little girl who was not yet sensible.

It’s almost like listening to the Heavenly Book.

"Why is it like that when one shot passes?"

"If someone stood over there, would they die?"

"Brother, why can you leave the palace?"

Xiao Nizi's head was full of questions, so she bluntly asked her elder brother.

Zhu Houzhao said impatiently: "Why are there so many problems? At such a young age, I don't know what I am thinking about all day long."

Queen Zhang behind her said: "Prince, how dare you talk about your sister? What are you thinking about all day long?"

"Mother, my son is telling my sister the rules..."

"Stop talking about the rules, and don't go out of the palace in the future. If the artillery accidentally hurts you, there will be trouble in the Ming Dynasty."

"How can it be so easy? My son is in good health! It's just that today... it's a bit cold!"

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In the court hall.

Zhou Jing, the Minister of Household Affairs, is reporting on the epidemic situation in various places.

The period from winter to spring is generally the peak season for plagues, and epidemics in various places generally cannot be reported in detail until the end of spring, and detailed memorials can also be summarized in many places.

One of them involves the spread of smallpox epidemic around Beijing last year.

"...According to reports from various places who have been sown with the magic medicine for acne, so far, no one who has been sown with this medicine before the spread of acne has shown any signs of illness."

"Originally, the miracle medicine was only cultivated near the capital, and then more medicines were added to Liaodong, northwest and other places. Before the plague passed last year, it was promoted in various places in the south of the Yangtze River. Currently, among the places in the north of the Yangtze River, there are Henan and Shanxi.

In other places, they were invited by the imperial court and donated magical medicines. To the west of Jiangxi and Jiangxi, including Huguang, Sichuan and other places, there are still only one or two out of ten people who grow medicines. If there is another acne and the plague spreads, I am afraid that there will still be

Some people are suffering from this..."

The verification of something takes time.

Zhang Zhou wanted to promote cowpox, so the best way was to use the royal family as an introduction.

If even the royal family can grow it, then why can’t the common people do it?

In the past, the court and the government didn't believe that this thing worked, and they were all picky about it. But as half a year passed, basically all the ministers in the court and the government had it, or everyone around them had it.

Now if you say you don’t cultivate, you are almost like a fool.

The situation was completely different from when Zhang Zhou first arrived in the capital.

After listening to Zhou Jing's report, Zhu Youtang sighed: "If this medicine can cure acne, it will be a blessing for the Ming Dynasty. There is medicine, but... alas! I don't know what to say. Don't let the people

Knowing where the medicine comes from, let’s try our best to let all the people of the Ming Dynasty grow it within this year.”

Tu Fu, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, came out and asked: "Your Majesty, how is this medicine made? How can acne, which has been incurable since ancient times, be resolved with this medicine? Should we wait for verification and wait a few years before...

What about promotion?”

According to Tu Yu's point of view, half a year is still too short.

What if it is a chronic poison that attacks again in ten to eight years? By then, everyone in the Ming Dynasty will be cultivating the drug, wouldn’t it mean that the population of the Ming Dynasty will be completely wiped out?

Zhu Youtang frowned and said: "This medicine was made by Bingkuan, and I have not even awarded him a reward for it! As for how to make it, do I need to tell you in detail? As for you saying that this medicine has not been verified... just I want to ask you, is there anyone who hasn’t planted it now? I have planted it myself! As I said before, even if it is the most poisonous poison, can just a little bit of it kill people?"

Tu Yu was speechless.

In fact, there are still ministers present who are ignorant. Of course, they will not publicize it to the outside world, so as not to be regarded as aliens.

To put it bluntly, they are still worried.

Since that little bit of medicine is not fatal, why can a little bit of it make a person's body resistant to smallpox? It doesn't make sense.

"Recently, there have been significantly fewer reports of border troubles in various places in the northwest. Even the Yansui area has not had any reports for more than a month. The current border troubles are also due to Bingkuan's advice, as well as the Marquis of Weining, Marquis of Anbian, etc. Due to the bravery and good fighting skills of the people, the Ming Dynasty's border areas have become much more stable, but I would like to ask that border preparations still need to be strengthened this year, especially in terms of making artillery. I am planning to allocate another hundred thousand taels of money to make cannons."

Zhu Youtang is now reaching out to the court to ask for money.

Not for himself either.

But the ministers would always create some trouble for the emperor when he proposed to use money. The emperor would usually discount the amount he wanted, and Zhu Youtang would not argue too much with them. For Zhu Youtang, it was enough.

Zhou Jing, who had previously mentioned the smallpox plague, continued: "Your Majesty, last year, the second Huai'an Prefecture in Fengyang and the Tenth Guards Station in Fengyang Youzhong suffered from floods. The local government requested that the autumn grains of the eleventh year of Hongzhi be exempted, a total of 27 Four thousand six hundred and forty-eight stones are strange."

Your Majesty, don't you want money?

Let’s talk about last year’s Jianghuai floods.
To be continued...