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

Chapter 457: The warhorse was suddenly injured and sick, neighing weakly and feeling depressed
In the hall, after Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, all the ministers echoed and sighed, and the scene was very lively.

Gao Xin, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, smiled widely, stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, this is a blessing for the Ming Dynasty!
If the land of Yunnan can really be used by our Ming Dynasty, then the mountains, rivers, products, and common people will all be valuable resources of our Ming Dynasty in the future.

We must plan well in the future so that it can contribute to the prosperity of our dynasty."

Xu Hui, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, also nodded and stroked his beard and said, "Mr. Gao is right, Yunnan is a rich place.

Once the situation is pacified, we will rationally allocate taxes and levies according to local conditions and develop agriculture, sericulture, industry and commerce.

In a few years, the treasury will be even more abundant."

For a moment, the hall was filled with an atmosphere of hope for the future of the Ming Dynasty.

It seemed as if Yunnan had been pacified and everyone had begun to imagine a bright future. Joyful laughter echoed in this majestic palace.

But just as everyone was immersed in this beautiful fantasy, the sky outside the palace darkened unknowingly.

The night was like a giant black beast with its mouth wide open, rushing towards the imperial city with great momentum, and in an instant it enveloped the entire imperial city tightly.

A heavy feeling of oppression quietly permeates the air.

It makes people feel inexplicably depressed, as if there is a huge stone pressing on their heart, heavy.

Fortunately, after a while, the lanterns in the palace lit up one by one.

The dim yellow light looks like lonely stars in the dark night.

Although it seems a bit lonely, it at least adds a bit of softness to the depressing atmosphere.

The lights tried hard to illuminate the stone road in front of the palace, but the stone road was like a stubborn old man.

It still glows coldly under the light, as if it doesn't appreciate the care of the light.

A young eunuch passed by and could not help but muttered, "This stone road has been like this since I entered the palace. I don't know how many things it has witnessed.

Seeing it so deserted makes one feel uncomfortable. "

The old lady next to him heard a light cough and lowered her voice to teach him a lesson: "Don't talk too much. Every brick and tile in this imperial city hides stories from the past.

We can't discuss this casually, be careful of what you say."

A few pine and cypress trees beside the palace wall rustled in the night wind.

The dark green branches and leaves swayed mysterious shadows under the light, as if hiding countless secrets of the past.

The imperial guard Zhao Hu looked at the shadow, became curious, and moved closer to his companion Li Gang.

He whispered, "Hey, do you think a lot of things have happened inside these palace walls that we don't know about?

Just looking at this shadow makes it seem very mysterious."

Li Gang rolled his eyes at him and whispered back, "We are officials, so we just need to do our duty.

What good would it do if you knew those things?

Don't ask around and just bring yourself trouble."

The palace wall in the distance appeared even taller and more majestic in the night.

The glazed tiles on the wall reflected the faint light of the palace lanterns.

It seemed to add a different color to the dull night, but also highlighted the solemnity and majesty of the palace.

When people stand here, they can't help but feel awe.

As everyone looked at the imperial palace in the night, they felt both longing for the future of the Ming Dynasty and regret for the years in the deep palace.

For a moment, I was filled with thousands of thoughts.

The breeze blew gently, lifting a few fallen leaves on the ground and making a rustling sound.

The sound echoed in the silent palace, like a low sigh, adding a sense of loneliness to the palace. It was as if this palace, which carried the glory and expectations of the Ming Dynasty, was quietly gazing at everything that was about to happen on this land, waiting for good news or new information from afar.

The setting sun had long since disappeared behind the palace walls, leaving only a slightly lonely twilight shrouding the imperial city.

The entire palace seemed to be immersed in a solemn and expectant atmosphere, which made people feel uncomfortable.

I don’t know whether Fu Youde, who is far away in Yunnan, knows the expectations of everyone in the imperial city.

Can they turn the tide of the war as soon as possible and capture Yunnan as everyone wishes?

Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, Minister of War Tang Duo, who was familiar with military logistics, stood up.

He first performed a profound salute with great respect, his movements were meticulous, fully demonstrating the duty of a subject.

The hem of his clothes swayed gently as Tang Duo moved. After standing up straight, he smoothed out the wrinkles at the corners of his clothes neatly.

After completing the ceremony, Tang Duo took a few steady steps forward.

He took each step firmly, and the blue bricks on the ground made a slight sound.

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They all seemed to be telling of the minister's confidence at the moment, and it was obvious that he was a man with an idea in mind.

Tang Duo then bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think the Yunnan expedition is not going well.

In addition to the many factors on the battlefield, there may also be hidden dangers in military logistics."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face, which was originally full of expectation, changed slightly and he frowned.

His eyes became serious, and his gaze fell on Tang Duo as if it were real.

Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice: "My dear Tang, what do you mean by this?
Let me explain it in detail.”

Tang Duo raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the Imperial Stables outside the palace. Although he could not see the specific situation over there in the darkness, his expression seemed as if he could see the figures of those war horses.

Then Tang Duo said with a worried look on his face: "Your Majesty, take the war horses for example, they are as important as human legs in marching and fighting.

A good war horse must be strong, have great endurance, and be well-trained.

Only in this way can you charge into battle with the soldiers and travel thousands of miles without getting tired. "

Tang Duo paused, as if he remembered the miserable condition of the war horses in the army, and the worry on his face became even more intense.

He went on to say: "But now I heard that the supply of war horses in our army is a bit tight.

Your Majesty, you didn't see the area around the stable, which should have been a clean and tidy place.

But now, due to insufficient supply of fodder, the place is in a complete mess.

After a long journey, many war horses recover very slowly, which is heartbreaking to watch. "

At this point, Tang Duo's voice was filled with a hint of urgency.

"Some war horses have even been infected with the disease. I went to the army a few days ago and saw that the horses' manes, which used to be shiny and glossy, had lost their former luster.

He looked sick and listless.

Your Majesty, if the war horses are of poor quality and lack physical strength, the mobility and combat effectiveness of the army will be greatly reduced.

This is directly related to the success or failure of the war, we must not underestimate this matter."

After hearing what Tang Duo said, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned even deeper, as if a fly could be pinched to death between his brows.

His expression became more serious, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Following Tang Duo's gaze, Zhu Yuanzhang looked towards the pitch-black area outside the hall, as if he could really see the difficult situation of the war horses in the army.

(End of this chapter)