“Isn’t this nonsense?”

"Who doesn't know that the living customs of the Tartars are different from ours!"

"Do you need to tell us this?"

"Hurry up, let's talk about the key points!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but give Fang Shiyu a blank look and urged him.

"Old Zhu, why are you in a hurry?"

"You are a little fourth-rank navy officer, why do you care so much about national affairs?"

"Hey!"

"Look at it! Stop grilling the meat!"

While taking Zhu Di, Lan Yu and Chang Mao, Fang Shiyu sprinkled seasonings and handed them over to Zhu Yuanzhang for baking.

"I'll ask you a question first. The status of the three Liaodong tribes in the Mongolian Yuan is the same as that of the other tribes. But once our Ming Dynasty is enthroned, their status will be on par with the emperor of the Northern Yuan, which is their Khan, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment and nodded randomly.

"yes!"

Even if the Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty surrendered to our Ming Dynasty, I would at most give him the title of prince and let him be a dog in name only.

Want me to offer him?

It would be good if I didn't cut him down.

"That's right!"

"Because of the different living customs, even if you want to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, you will have many concerns."

"But if these three Liaodong tribes are granted by the court, the situation will be completely different."

"As long as the three Liaodong tribes are granted the title of the Ming Dynasty, they surrender to them will be equivalent to surrendering to our Ming Dynasty."

"In addition, the three Liaodong tribes were originally Mongolian and Yuan tribes, and the living customs of other tribes were almost exactly the same, with the same language, the same food, the same customs, the same roots and species, and there was no resistance to integration."

"In this case, if you are Taiji from the Mongolian Yuan tribe, then do you choose to surrender to the Ming court or to surrender to the three Liaodong tribes granted by the Ming court?"

"You can even think of the answer with your toes?"

"It won't take long to see the strength of the three Liaodong ministries become stronger and stronger!"

"It is not yet known that they will grow into another Northern Yuan Dynasty in the future. Although I cannot determine whether they will rebel after their strength reaches a certain level, it will not be so easy to make them an obedient dog at that time."

"Isn't this a disaster for raising a tiger and shooting yourself in the foot?"

Fang Shiyu said while sprinkling seasonings.

"Sir, do you need to think about this?"

"Dogs don't eat shit, and do cats don't eat fishy food?"

"Those Tartars are all sarcastic and shameless; but they are not as good as they are."

"This rebellion is definitely a foregone conclusion!"

Before the rest of the people could speak, Zhu Di took the lead in answering the questions.

There are many people here who have dealt with the Mongolian Yuan, but Zhu Di obviously has the most.

Because when Zhu Di is located, you can see the Tartars as soon as you open the door. Every day when you go out for a walk, you can chop off the Tartars at any time.

Zhu Di simply understood the Tartars so much that he could no longer understand them.

In addition, the Han people are farming people, and these Tartars are either nomadic people or fishing and hunting people. They were born in nature and believed in the laws of nature, and they were eliminated by the best and the strong were prey on the weak.

Not to mention the foreign race, even within the same race, they are always fighting each other and fighting to the death.

"Aren't there still officers and soldiers stationed in Liaodong?"

Chang Mao couldn't help asking.

“Is it useful?”

"Once the court grants the title, Taiji, the three Liaodong tribes, will be the prince of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The garrison officers and soldiers in Liaodong are the most important commander, and they are the third rank!"

"When I see Taiji, the Tatars of the three Liaodong tribes, I will be more respectful than him if I don't let him kneel down and kowtow."

"They want to intervene, but are they qualified?"

Fang Shiyu returned with a look of contempt.

This Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang is simply a typical Scorpio!

Not getting black-bellied, and very paranoid!

And there is extremely strong obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Everything must be arranged clearly, no matter how big or small you are.

Everyone's words and deeds are unwilling to follow his plan.

This is not groundless. Look at the "Ming Dynasty Edict" written by Emperor Hongwu.

What are the details inside?

Every official of the grade knows exactly what he wants to luggage and what he wants to say when he sees an officer of different grades!

You dare not listen?

If Emperor Hongwu is in a good mood, he will be punished for his salary.

If Emperor Hongwu is in a bad mood, then he will be exiled directly and still want to continue to be an official? If you don’t get cut off, you will be lucky!

In this way, when the officers and soldiers guarding Liaodong met the princes who were personally granted titles by the Ming Dynasty, what should you do if they really meet?

"It seems that this gift is not very suitable!"

"That's right! The three Liaodong tribes are not as good as the Huns and Turks, even the Xianbei and Rouran are not as good as the ones!"

"Although our Ming Dynasty is not as good as the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, it is much stronger than the Western Jin Dynasty and the Northern Dynasties. It seems that the matter of granting a title is indeed not feasible!"

......

When Fang Shiyu's words came to an end, everyone had a sense of enlightenment like enlightenment!

Seeing that everyone was nodding, Fang Shiyu smiled with relief.

I didn’t realize that we still have the talent to be a teacher!

It’s our teacher who doesn’t seem to have much prestige!

We have been talking here for most of the day, and my mouth is dry. There is no one with the eyesight in this group of students. Where is the tea?

Lao Zhutou and the others have given a lot of money. Should they consider finding a secretary?

When we arrived in the Ming Dynasty, we have never been corrupt yet!

Just as Fang Shiyu was sighing, a cup of steaming tea had arrived.

"Mr. Fang, please use tea!"

Zhu Ziyi said with a teacup in her hands and a smile on her face.

As soon as this scene appeared, everyone who was discussing fiercely was stunned!

Especially the two brothers Zhu Biao and Zhu Di!

That even widened his eyes and grew his mouth!

Zhu Ziyi is their own sister. None of them, who are older brothers, have ever enjoyed such treatment!

Fang Shiyu is actually even better than their own brothers?

What's going on?

"Thank you!"

Fang Shiyu took the cup of tea and finished drinking it in a few sips.

I like Zhu Ziyi the more I look at her!

good!

good!

Really good!

Add fragrance to the red sleeves, and pour tea with slender hands!

This Ming Dynasty is still OK!

Moreover, although this little blessing is disguised as a man, it cannot cover up her desire and pure appearance at all. How can the secretary compare with this young master's little blessing?

"Ahem!!"

"Boy, you have been talking for a long time, but we haven't heard you say that since you can't give me a title, what should the court do?"
To be continued...