King of Han Dynasty of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 242 The so-called politics: many friends but few enemies

In the field.

Everyone looked at Zhu Gaoxu involuntarily, with more curiosity in their eyes, wanting to see what the next two plans were. After all, the first plan had already shocked everyone.

After hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and said:
"father"

"Do you know what politics is?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looked at him with some confusion, shook their heads slightly, and motioned for him to continue.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't care about this, his eyes narrowed subconsciously, and he continued:
"The so-called politics means having many friends and few enemies."

Say it.

The doubts on everyone's faces became even worse.

What the hell?
Friends do more, enemies do less?
How to do this?
is it possible?
Thinking of this, Prince Zhu Gaochi looked slightly solemn, looked over with a solemn expression, and said:

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

"How can we become friends with these guys, let alone friends? If we let down our guard against these bastards, they might come up and bite us hard at some point."

"The results of it?"

"For so many years, everyone in the past dynasties has wanted to coexist peacefully with the grasslands and give them favors and favors."

"Are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

Could it be possible to help Ming Dynasty fight and backhand his own people?
Realistic?
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Di retracted his distant thoughts, glanced at him with a hint of impatience in his eyes, and urged:
"Second brother, what are your plans and ideas?"

"Second child"

And even if you become friends with civilians, what's the use?

“Just because people above you can’t be friends doesn’t mean people below you can’t be friends.”

Just kidding, it's impossible for people in high positions to be friends, so why can they be friends with common people.

"This is an extremely huge force!"

"Nobles can't be friends, but what about the common people of Oara and Tatar?"

"Oara and Tatar, these people are barbarians from the steppe, masters who don't know benevolence, justice and kindness."

"Just say it quickly and quickly. Ask here and here and ask here and there. It's like asking everyone to guess a riddle. Isn't it interesting?"

What the hell?
Make friends with commoners?

Zhu Gaoxu: "."

"so."

"Boss and superiors, you can't just focus on the superiors. Sometimes you have to lower your gaze and look at the people below."

"Once these guys have cultivated themselves and gained some strength, they will start to make trouble. It is not uncommon to harass the border and rob and kill the people on the border."

"Who said you don't have friends, or can't find them?"

After listening to the prince's rebuttal and looking around at the expressions on everyone's faces, Zhu Gaoxu smiled noncommittally, and then said slowly:

What?
What kind of attitude is this?

Isn't it his responsibility to patiently explain to these people if his feelings give him ideas?
Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu was very unhappy, and when he was about to speak out, he directly shouted back.

The prince standing aside noticed the change in the old man's expression the moment the old man finished speaking, and knew what he was going to do. He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly spoke out to smooth things over and said comfortingly:
"Second brother, tell me." "Look, my dad is so excited that he can't wait any longer and is getting irritated."

The half-joking remarks and the crazy winks.

In response, Zhu Gaoxu shrugged helplessly at him, which was considered as giving face to the prince. He took back the scolding words that had already reached his lips and did not get tough with Zhu Di.

Afterwards, after simply pondering and thinking for a moment, Zhu Gaoxu sorted out his thoughts and said:

"The forces on the grassland are divided into two types, the nobles and the common people."

"And from so many years of contact with the grasslands, I discovered that the inner thoughts of the grassland civilians are very similar to those of us Ming people. They are the group of people who least want to go to war."

"Those who really want to fight are the nobles and those in power, or leaders and decision-makers."

"For civilians, their biggest wish is to live in peace and stability."

This statement came out.

Everyone was shocked, their expressions couldn't help but change, and they subconsciously looked at Zhu Di.

At this moment, Zhu Di's expression also changed, and it was a bit scary.

Hey!
Did the second bastard deliberately disgust him and scold him in a roundabout way?
Those who want to fight are never ordinary people, but nobles and superiors.
Isn't this what he is talking about?

Zhu Gaoxu had a panoramic view of the changes in everyone's expressions, and he spread his hands to everyone non-committally, without any hesitation at all, and continued:

"Under such circumstances, aren't these grassland civilians who don't want to fight our natural allies and people who can become our friends?"

"As long as these people become our friends, or even assimilate these people into our Ming Dynasty, how many people will the nobles of the grassland have in their hands? Will they still have the ability and qualifications to pose a threat to us?"

After hearing this, Zhu Di sneered disdainfully, glanced at him, and said:
"What you say is better than what you sing."

"It's not that easy to drag these civilians into the main camp of the Ming Dynasty, or even into the arms of the Ming Dynasty."

"On the grassland, classes and hierarchies are extremely strict, and the awe of the common people for the nobles has been deeply rooted in their bones."

"They dare to be friends with our Ming Dynasty?"

"Dare to surrender to our Ming Dynasty and be used by our Ming Dynasty?"

"And those grassland nobles, do you think they will watch helplessly again?"

"Second brother, do you really think those prairie nobles are fools?"

As Zhu Di's voice of doubt rang out, Xia Yuanji and the Crown Prince, who were standing aside, nodded in unison, feeling that Zhu Gaoxu had taken this plan for granted.

In response, Zhu Gaoxu laughed, asked and responded:
"Why don't you dare?"

"Why not?"

"Prairie civilians don't want to fight, so this is the best way to break through."

"These common people are willing to work hard behind the prairie nobles. They are in awe of the nobles, and more importantly, they want a better survival and life."

"Now that our Ming Dynasty is strong and powerful, as long as this time comes, we will issue decrees to trade fairly with the grassland civilians. While making money in exchange for things, we will bring them a better life."

"At the same time, we will build a school on the border and provide free education to these civilians, so that they can personally feel the kindness and kindness of our Ming Dynasty to them."

"Civilians have a better life, they are educated, and they have better opportunities."

"Under such circumstances, are they still willing to follow the prairie nobles and make enemies of our Ming Dynasty behind the backs of those who oppress, exploit, and do not treat them as human beings?"

(End of this chapter)