Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 424: Good Plans Are Not Accepted by the King, Good Plans Are Hard to Be Pityed by the King

Although Zhu Yuanzhang said this, he knew in his heart that what Zhu Biao said was not unreasonable.

However, the country was just beginning to be settled, and there was a lot of work to be done. Many matters were closely linked to each other.

He was really worried that these methods would be difficult to implement.

If this is really done, it will be difficult to effectively solve the livelihood problems of the people, and it will also affect the stability of the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was standing in the magnificent Fengtian Hall.

This hall is magnificent, like a towering beast.

It is firmly entrenched in the core position of the imperial palace, exuding a majesty that makes people dare not look directly at it.

The high dome on the top of the temple is inlaid with countless sparkling pearls.

Under the reflection of the sun, it emits colorful light.

It was like the twinkling stars in the night sky falling to the earth, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

There are exquisite murals painted on the surrounding walls, which are the painstaking works of skilled craftsmen.

There are magnificent scenes depicting the founding battle of the Ming Dynasty, with swords, spears, and smoke-filled air.

The figures of the soldiers fighting bravely were lifelike, as if they could jump out from the wall in the blink of an eye and continue the unfinished fight.

There are also scenes showing people living and working in peace and contentment in a peaceful and prosperous era, and farmers working hard in the fields.

Beads of sweat rolled down his bronze back, but he still had a simple smile on his face.

The market is bustling with people coming and going.

The hawkers' cries and customers' bargaining seem to be able to be transmitted through the murals, and there is an atmosphere of peace everywhere.

The floor is paved with a whole piece of white marble, and the delicate patterns are like flowing clouds and water.

Each piece of jade was polished as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the figures of everyone in the hall, so clearly that even the subtle expressions on their faces could be seen.

The pillars of the main hall are thick and tall, carved with dragon patterns of various shapes.

With its fangs bared and claws bared, it seemed to be guarding the power center of the Ming Dynasty.

The dragon's eyes seemed alive, revealing a fierce aura, as if warning everyone not to act rashly.

Zhu Yuanzhang wore a bright yellow dragon robe, which symbolized the supreme imperial power, and a crown on his head.

The bead curtain on the crown swayed gently with his movements, making a slight sound.

Although the sound was light in the silent hall, it seemed to strike at the heart of people's hearts.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang walked slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back.

His footsteps were a little heavy, and each step seemed to carry the weight of the entire Ming Dynasty.

The heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on the floor tiles of this hall.

Stepping into one deep whirlpool after another, all the problems of the Ming Dynasty were involved in it.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly from time to time, and his thick eyebrows were like dark clouds pressing down on his head, instantly revealing a hint of suppressed suspicion in his eyes, like the kind before a storm.

Zhu Yuanzhang was seen stopping from time to time and gazing deeply into the distance, as if he was pondering some difficult problems of the Ming Dynasty.

That gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the walls of the hall, extending all the way to the situation in the Ming Dynasty and other places, exploring the hidden dangers therein.

It was as if he wanted to see through every corner of the world and would not allow any mistakes to endanger the stability of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that his father did not seem to agree with his idea, Zhu Biao felt anxious and nervous, as if there was a little rabbit in his heart.

He received orthodox royal education since childhood, and is relatively steady and reserved in his behavior, with a sense of elegance in his words.

Zhu Biao hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully. His movements were so perfect that there was not a single flaw to be found.

His hands were placed neatly on both sides of his body, and his waist was bent very low, almost with his forehead touching the ground.

He maintained that posture for a long time before he slowly stood up.

At this moment, Zhu Biao stood in this magnificent yet majestic hall, and the bright lights around him seemed to be watching his every move. Zhu Biao felt the weight of his words even more, as if he had to think twice before saying every word.

Then he said slowly, "Father, although I know that the method I proposed may be difficult to implement, I have also thought it through carefully.

Matters concerning people’s livelihood are related to the stability of the foundation of our Ming Dynasty.

Just like the cornerstone of a building, if the cornerstone is unstable, the building will collapse.

If we can start from multiple aspects and work on it step by step, we may be able to find a turning point or two.

I hope your Majesty will not deny it completely, and allow me to elaborate on it a little more."

Zhu Biao spoke sincerely and in a calm tone.

Zhu Biao's eyes were full of anticipation, hoping that his father would give him another chance to express his ideas.

That look was like a traveler on a dry land, looking forward to the rain with passion and eagerness.

While speaking, Zhu Biao's eyes always followed Zhu Yuanzhang's figure.

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His hands unconsciously clenched slightly, as if he wanted to hold all the tension in his palms.

Those clenched hands were like two hard stones, revealing a hint of nervousness in Zhu Biao's heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, and his wide sleeves swayed gently, signaling him not to say anything more.

The waving of his hand carried an unquestionable determination, as if a gust of wind could blow away all of Zhu Biao's words, leaving no room for any rebuttal.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Gang knew he had to think of another way.

Zhu Gang was a man of generous character and acted decisively.

He had been in the fiefdom for many years, and had acquired some of the heroic spirit of the underworld, and he spoke bluntly and directly.

Zhu Gang immediately raised his head and said in a careless manner: "Father, I have an idea!

You don't know, but in order to complete the Yingtianfu city wall restoration project, I really worked hard.

He didn't care about his status as a vassal king anymore. He visited merchants everywhere and begged them for help in raising funds by borrowing money from them.

Those merchants didn't take me seriously at first.

I feel that it is not reliable for me to borrow money from them!
Of course, I was very straightforward and promised a lot of benefits.

Finally, he managed to raise some money from them, and even sold some of the palace's property for this purpose.

I am helping the Ming Dynasty Bank to figure out a new way to raise military funds!"

As Zhu Gang spoke, he patted his chest.

His chest thumped so hard that the sound was like the beating of a war drum.

The whole hall seemed to tremble slightly due to the shock, and several young eunuchs around them shrank back in fear.

At this moment, Zhu Gang's face was full of confidence and heroism. His face seemed to be blooming with a sunflower, so bright that it could dispel all the haze in the hall.

Zhu Gang stood on one side of the main hall, with a mural depicting magnificent mountains and rivers behind him.

As if complementing Zhu Gang's heroic aura, his figure is particularly eye-catching in this gorgeous environment.

When Zhu Gang said this, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

He leaned forward slightly, almost rising from his seat.

The forward-leaning posture is like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey.

Zhu Gang stared at Zhu Yuanzhang, hoping that his father would approve of his idea.

After all, this is very important for the national defense construction of the Ming Dynasty!

This concerns the safety of the Ming Dynasty, so we cannot be careless.

(End of this chapter)