Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 289: Founding the Nation and Ascending the Throne, Restarting the Ming Dynasty
Space, inside Lao Zhu's house.

There were a lot of people here today, almost everyone who was free came.

Empress Ma, along with Madam Lu and a few younger generations, placed dishes of tea and snacks on the table.

Everyone sat around, talking and laughing about recent events.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Zhu Zhanjun stood up and clapped his hands.

Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at Zhu Zhanjun.

"I called everyone here today to discuss the establishment of a second world nation."

When these words were spoken, many people smiled.

How many times can a person experience development in his lifetime? Building a country is something that countless people have never dreamed of.

As one of the participants, you will be recorded in history and praised by future generations.

If this country establishes a dynasty that will last forever, then they, as one of the founders, will be praised for thousands of years.

After everyone received the news, Zhu Zhanjun continued, "We have encountered a few problems. We called everyone here today to discuss and express their opinions."

"Are we going to choose someone to be the emperor?" Zhu Houzhao looked excited. He heard that the emperor had not yet been decided.

"Why, you want to be one?"

Zhu Zhanjun glared at him.

Zhu Houzhao chuckled and said, "It's not impossible for me to be the emperor. I have been the emperor for many years and have experience."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter instantly.

Zhu Houzhao was a lively and playful kid, and everyone knew his character, so they didn't take the matter seriously.

"And there's experience, experience in keeping healthy!" Zhu Zhanjun threw a pear over, and Zhu Houzhao caught it with a smile.

After a short interlude, Zhu Zhanjun said to the crowd: "The first thing is, what should we call it? Should we continue to call it Ming or give it another name?"

"Is there any need to discuss this issue?" Old Zhu stood up immediately and made the decision: "We don't care about other things, but the name of this country must not be changed. Not to mention the second world, but also the third, fourth, fifth, and hundredth world, it must be called Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, you can't recognize me as your great grandfather."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the others and they all nodded.

Zhu Pangpang also said: "This is our root. Your great grandfather is right. Besides, we are fighting under the banner of the Ming army. If we change to something else, I guess the army and the people will not be able to adapt for a while."

"Okay, in that case, the country's name will remain unchanged and will still be called Ming."

Seeing that everyone supported it, Zhu Zhanjun did not express his own thoughts and wrote the name of the country, Ming, on the board behind him.

Putting down the chalk in his hand, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and continued asking everyone.

"The second question is where is the capital?"

"Let's go to Jinling. According to our current land area, it is right in the middle, and the main development direction in the future is mainly along the seaside. Jinling is a very good choice."

It was Lao Zhu who first expressed his thoughts.

Hu Weiyong also nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty, the main purpose of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan establishing the capital in Beiping is to prevent the invasion of the Central Plains by the northern nomads, and to show his attitude to future generations by acting like the Son of Heaven guarding the country's gates."

"However, it is not an ideal choice for building a capital."

"The climate in the north is dry, with hot summers and cold winters. According to the theory of time, it does not meet the standards of a capital city. To put it bluntly, it is even worse than Fengyang."

"That's wrong." Before Zhu Zhanjun could respond, Fang Xuanling stood up.

He first bowed to Zhu Zhanjun, then said to the crowd: "As far as I know, few empires that established their capital in Nanjing lasted long. Although the theory of destiny is a bit vague, it is better to believe it than not to believe it."

"Plus, this place is full of prostitution. If the sons of nobles stay here, they will soon be infected by luxury. At that time, corruption among the upper class is absolutely inevitable."

"More importantly, Beiping is well-developed, with the Forbidden City, the Old Summer Palace, and several other large imperial gardens. In addition, it has been the capital of the Second World for hundreds of years, and has been deeply rooted in the minds of the people and the world. A hasty change would make people uncomfortable."

"So I don't agree with moving the capital to Nanjing. Instead, I think it's more appropriate to keep it in Peking."

"No, no." Zhang Baigui stood up and said, "I think Beiping is not suitable. In addition to the reasons Mr. Hu mentioned, there is another important reason. Beiping has been run by the Manchus for so many years."

"These are all unstable factors. Even after we cleaned them up, there must be a lot of omissions."

"If one or two people cause trouble someday, it will have a serious impact on the reputation of our court."

"So you want to choose Jinling?" Fang Xuanling looked at him.

Zhang Baigui shook his head and said after a moment's hesitation: "My idea is to choose another capital, abandon these two places, and build a new city."

"Inspector Zhang, you make such a lip service, but do you know how much it costs to build a capital city?"

"Once it becomes the capital, countless transportation routes and facilities will have to be rebuilt. Do you know how much this will cost?"

Xia Yuanji slammed the table, strictly indicating that he disagreed with this idea.

Build another one, what a joke, you really treat the Ministry of Revenue's money as if it came from the wind.

He is the Minister of Revenue of two Ming Dynasties. Although the Ministry of Revenue in the second world has some money, it does not mean that it can be wasted like this.

"Okay, everyone stop arguing, let's listen to what the Lord thinks."

Everyone expressed their opinions, but in the end, everyone had their own ideas and no one could convince the other. Du Ruhui stood up and asked everyone to keep quiet.

When everyone stopped and looked at Zhu Zhanjun, Zhu Zhanjun pondered for a moment and said, "I have heard your thoughts, and everyone has a point."

"As the capital of a country, it has different effects in different periods."

"In ancient times, there had to be an absolute defense system and convenient communication roads."

"In the modern era, the capital city is about economic trade, convenient transportation and space for expansion."

"The so-called defensive performance is actually gradually weakening now." "In the future, newer weapons will appear. As long as you are in this world, there will be no so-called perfect defense."

Everyone nodded slightly.

"Jinling is indeed good, but the expansion and development here has reached a certain limit. In terms of terrain, the barrier of the Yangtze River also has considerable restrictions."

"Don't underestimate the distance between us. The development on this side of the river will be completely different from that on the other side. This will seriously affect the image of a capital city."

After briefly explaining his thoughts, Zhu Zhanjun knocked on the table and said, "My idea is to keep the capital in Beiping."

"As for the Manchu issue that you're worried about, you don't need to worry too much about it."

"The ones that are visible have been mostly cleared up, and the remaining hidden ones will be revealed one by one in the future household registration, and will be dealt with then."

After listening to Zhu Zhanjun's story, many people present pondered for a moment and nodded, expressing their agreement.

Zhu Zhanjun looked around and saw that no one stood up. He said, "In that case, let's continue to choose Beiping as the capital."

On the blackboard behind him, the word "Beiping" was written.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Gongsun Qi, Xu Da and others.

"The next issue is the military Daming issue."

"We are used to dividing the army into various battalions. Each battalion has its own name, and we all call ourselves the Ming Army."

"But for the military, they don't really have a name of their own."

"It's like a person who only has a nickname but no real name."

"Have you decided on the name of the army I asked you to come up with?"

This was a military matter, so Zhu Zhanjun handed the matter over to the army and let them consider it themselves.

Gongsun Qi and Xu Da looked at each other, and Xu Da stood up and said, "We have already thought about it."

As he said this, he handed a piece of paper to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun took it and unfolded it, and saw that it said: National Defense Army of the Ming Empire!

After Zhu Zhanjun handed the paper to Zhu, Xu Da explained: "The most important thing for a country's army is national defense, and the second is expansion."

"As the saying goes, it is harder to maintain a business than to start one. Only by protecting our home and our roots can we continue to expand."

"Therefore, we named the Ming Dynasty's army the Ming Empire National Defense Army, which represents the determination of our 400 million soldiers to protect our homeland."

"Clap clap clap..."

Everyone applauded to show their recognition of the title.

"Okay, in that case, let's call it the Ming National Defense Army."

After discussing the military affairs of the Daming Dynasty, Zhu Zhanjun brought up other issues.

They are the national flag of the Ming Dynasty, the flag representing the army, and the names of the various departments.

Everyone also expressed their thoughts and expressed their own opinions.

After a whole day of discussion, everything was finally settled.

After looking at the blackboard behind him and making sure nothing was missing, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and looked at everyone.

"We have discussed the general matters, and now we have an important matter to discuss."

As soon as these words were spoken, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

What else could be the problem? Of course, it’s who will be the emperor.

"Well, let me say a few words first."

Seeing his son bring up the issue again, Fatty Zhu quickly stood up and said to everyone, "Zhanjun has mentioned that I should be the emperor, but no matter before or now, I still strongly refuse."

"The expansion of the Second World Ming Dynasty is the result of the efforts of Zhanjun and all of you. I didn't help much later. If I were to take this position, I would feel very uncomfortable myself."

"Also, I also know about historical events. As for whether or not to be an emperor, I don't really have any thoughts. On the contrary, I feel that without that title, I will feel more at ease when doing things."

"Besides, it doesn't matter who is in power between us. I am not the emperor, but I still have to work for this son. Don't you agree?"

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter at Zhu Pangpang's words.

Zhu Zhanjun was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but seeing that his father was determined to refuse, he knew that it was useless to say anything more.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Lao Zhu, who waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't look for me. I have so much work to do in my space, so many things to arrange, I don't have time to take care of other things."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Zhu Biao again. This great-grandfather had never been an emperor, so it would be nice to let him experience it.

Zhu Biao ignored Zhu Yunwen's fiery gaze and waved his hand with a smile.

"Don't look for me either. I have a lot of things to do, too. There are so many places and so many places to take care of. How can I have so much time?"

"Besides, I have been idle for so many years. I am not used to being asked to take charge of government affairs all of a sudden."

Seeing that all three of them refused, Zhu Zhanjun didn't look at anyone else.

In his mind, only these three people can take this position for him, and he won't let anyone else do it.

"Well, since none of you are coming, I will come myself."

Upon hearing this, everyone except Old Zhu, Fat Zhu, Zhu Biao, Empress Ma and others stood up and bowed to Zhu Zhanjun.

"Your Majesty, I wish you all the best!"

(End of this chapter)