Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

In an instant, the whole hall was filled with light!

The box was filled with all kinds of rare treasures:
There is a walking iron man wearing bronze armor and holding a spear, looking majestic and lifelike.

There is a golden bird that can talk. It speaks human language with a melodious and pleasing voice.

There are also colorful clothes and butterfly-wing tulle, which are light and elegant, and magnificent.
All the officials were amazed and praised:
“What a genius!”

"My lord, the dragon is very pleased. We have taken another step towards the blue sky!"

"This kind of divine object is something that our ancestors have never heard of or seen before!"

Only Zhu Di watched all this coldly without saying a word.

"and this."

Chu Ze suddenly took out those "iron shuttles" and held them high.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared with bated breath.

"This 'iron shuttle' was made by Fengyang craftsmen after months of hard work.

With the strengths of hundreds of schools and a gun in hand, you can be as brave as thousands of soldiers!

Your Majesty, this kind of divine weapon must be used where it matters most!"

Every word Chu Ze spoke was sonorous and powerful, and had the power to inspire people.

Zhu Di's expression gradually relaxed and he became quite interested in the "iron shuttle".

"My dear minister, you are right. With such a powerful weapon in hand, we should not be afraid of the invasion of the Tartars."

"Come here, let me try the power of this 'iron shuttle'!"

"Your Majesty, wait!"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

The palace door opened again, and an old man with white hair and beard staggered in.

It was none other than the Tatar "time traveler"!
Wasn't this person escorted to the capital to await his fate?
How could he suddenly appear in the hall?
"You old bastard! How dare you trespass into the imperial palace? What do you want to do?" Zhu Di's face changed furiously and he shouted sternly.

The old man fell to his knees with a thud, saying in a mournful tone:
"I am just a Tatar. How dare I overstep my authority?"

"But when I heard that His Majesty was going to test-fire the 'Iron Shuttle', I had to advise him not to use such a bloody weapon!"

"How dare you! A mere barbarian like you dare to question the decision of His Majesty?" The ministers shouted in accusation.

The old man didn't care at all, he just looked at Zhu Di with pity:

"A great man does not remember the faults of a small man. Although I am a foreigner, I know how to respect the king and love the people.

When His Majesty first ascended the throne, he should implement benevolent policies and appease the people.

If we continue to pursue militarism, we will lose the support of the people and bring chaos to the country!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's expression became even gloomier and he said nothing.

The old man went on to say: “Besides, although the Tatars are weak, they are not sheep to be slaughtered.

My people have the help of God, and the future is uncertain.

If Your Majesty insists on going to war, I'm afraid both sides will suffer losses and ruin their future."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Civil and military officials were shocked and angry, and shouted "high treason" and "unbelievably audacious"!
"Come here, capture this Tartar for me and give him twenty lashes of the cane!" Zhu Di was also furious.

"Wait!" At this moment, Chu Ze stepped forward and tried to dissuade him.

"Your Majesty, although this man is a Tatar, what he said is not without reason. Although the border crisis is serious at the moment, people's livelihood is the most important thing. Please think twice!"

After saying this, he turned around and looked at the old man with a complicated look:

"And you, a mere barbarian, dare to slander the Ming Dynasty in front of all the civil and military officials? I advise you to say less, so as not to bring shame upon yourself!"

The old man was unmoved. Instead, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the Ming Dynasty dares to compete with the Tatars? You Han people are the real ignorant ones!"

He stood up, looked directly at Zhu Di, and said in a grim tone: "Your Majesty, if you insist on doing it, I'm afraid the Ming Dynasty will be in danger!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

The ministers were filled with righteous indignation and shouted in unison: "How dare you! How dare you, a Tartar slave, be so presumptuous in front of the emperor! Come, drag him out and behead him!"

The Jinyiwei swarmed up and surrounded the old man.

Just as they were about to take action, Zhu Di raised his hand to stop them.

"Wait!"

He stared at the old man sinisterly, his eyes dark and unclear.

"You, a Tartar slave, are quite courageous." "But you said that the Ming Dynasty is hard to protect, do you have any evidence?"

The old man chuckled and said leisurely, "Your Majesty, you may not know that I, the great Tartar, also have a master by my side."

"That Alibuga is a genius, well-versed in military books and tactics."

"With the help of a time traveler like me, the Tatar army will be even more powerful and invincible!"

"On the other hand, although you, the Ming Dynasty, have the new weapon 'Iron Shuttle', you have disunity between the upper and lower classes, and are plagued by internal and external troubles. What use is that?"

"I advise your majesty to negotiate peace as soon as possible and not bring disgrace upon yourself."

After these words were spoken, the ministers became even more shocked and angry.

Chu Ze was so angry that he was shaking all over and his eyes were red.

"You bastard! Your words are clearly a threat to His Majesty and an attempt to sow discord!"

"The people of the Ming Dynasty are united, and the army is united in hatred of the enemy. How dare a mere Tatar show off his prowess in front of an expert?"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to raise an army immediately to wipe out this beast and restore the prestige of our country!"

As he spoke, he knelt on one knee and looked at Zhu Di with a firm gaze.

Zhu Di pondered for a long time, as if he had something to hide.

After a moment, he spoke quietly: "Lord Chu, don't be anxious."

"The current situation is complicated, with both internal and external difficulties. If we rashly use military force, we may end up falling into the trap of the treacherous."

Chu Ze was shocked and was about to argue, but Zhu Di interrupted him with a wave of his hand:

"Let's leave the court. Let me think about this matter again."

After saying this, he stood up and left the hall, leaving all the civil and military officials in the court looking at each other in bewilderment.

As night falls, everything becomes silent.

The lights were on in Zhu Di's bedroom.

He was pacing back and forth with a serious look on his face.

Suddenly, a figure came quietly, it was Chu Ze.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report to you." He said earnestly.

Zhu Di waved away his attendants and motioned him to come forward.

"My dear, why did you come here so late at night?"

Chu Ze gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I really don't understand why you tolerate those Tartar slaves and indulge them in being presumptuous in the court!"

"Have you forgotten the late emperor's last wish? How can the Ming Dynasty be controlled by the Tatars?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di sighed and slowly walked to the window.

He looked out the window at the night outside the palace and remained silent for a long time.

"Lord Chu, you are my confidant and a favorite of the late emperor."

"Now that the country is in ruins, I am counting on you to help it along."

"Just." He turned around and stared at Chu Ze with unfathomable eyes.

"The world is not unified yet, and the internal troubles have not been eliminated. How can I lightly start a war?"

"What's more, there is a 'traveler' in Tatar. I'm afraid that our strength alone is not enough to fight against them."

Chu Ze was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Your Majesty, what do you mean? Are you going to submit to the Tatars and become their vassal?!"

"How dare you!" Zhu Di's face turned pale and he slammed the table. "When did I ever say I would submit to the Tatars?"

"I want you to think more and plan secretly. Don't act rashly or you will ruin the whole thing!"

Chu Ze lowered his head silently, seemingly unwilling.

Zhu Di saw this, sighed, and said earnestly:

"My dear, right now we should prioritize the safety of the people. We need to use our strength gradually."

"You should keep your troops in place, secretly train elite soldiers, and develop new weapons. Once the time is right, I will definitely give you a chance to avenge your shame."

Chu Ze's heart trembled, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Di.

His eyes were deep, as if he had thousands of words to say.

"I will follow your majesty's instructions." Chu Ze said respectfully, "I will do my best and live up to your mission." (End of this chapter)