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

"A letter to the people of the whole country: Since the ancient times, five thousand years have passed. Emperors have monopolized power and fooled the people. There are countless corrupt officials and tyrants. My people..."

Zhu Zhanjun closed his eyes and listened. The official who was reciting actually had a layer of sweat on his forehead in this first month of the year.

Nanjiao City was under his jurisdiction. As the governor of a place, he could not escape the blame for the chaos that had occurred under his rule.

“………I hereby inform all the people to freely establish a new dynasty and open up a country for all people!”

"Ha ha……"

As the prefect finished reading, Zhu Zhanjun suddenly chuckled. The prefect and some officials present were so frightened that they trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

"It's well written. I'm moved by it."

"Your Majesty." The prefect quickly stood up and said with a folded hand: "Such a rebellion should be wiped out immediately. I think..."

Just as the prefect was about to express his opinion, Zhu Zhanjun raised his hand, and several members of the Moon Shadow Guard strode in and carried the prefect out.

"Your Majesty, I am innocent! I am innocent!"

The prefect was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp, and he shouted out his innocence.

Zhu Zhanjun did not answer him, but just looked at the remaining officials calmly.

There was a rebellion in the local area, and the local official actually cried out for injustice. It was really ridiculous.

Perhaps the prefect really didn't know, but so what? Once he sat in this position, he had to bear the consequences that came with it. This was the rule for officials and also the rule of the court.

"Everywhere strictly investigate liberals, but remember not to harass the people. If I find out that someone is using public power for personal gain or is seeking revenge, I will know."

He raised his hand and pointed at the prefect who was being carried away, "He will be waiting for you inside."

"I'm waiting for the order!"

The officials were trembling with fear, and when they heard that their lives were temporarily saved, they knelt down and kowtowed to thank the emperor for accepting his orders.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, and the officials walked out with weak limbs. They all breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the palace.

Zhu Zhanjun, the official who was dealt with, said to the accompanying guards: "Inform all newspapers not to suppress their national books, but to publicize them directly to me."

"Also, have them send reporters from the newspaper to go directly to Nanjiao City to interview the local situation on the spot."

What liberals rely on is beautiful propaganda and the yearning for freedom and equality.

As the saying goes, physical oppression can never destroy a strong spirit.

Zhu Zhanjun decided to severely defeat these liberals spiritually.

Didn’t you say freedom, that the world belongs to all and that the people are the masters of their own destiny?
Without food, weapons or money, Zhu Zhanjun wanted to see whether freedom and the principle of sharing the world with all could fill the stomachs of these guys.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, news of an explosion spread throughout the Great Yan Kingdom.

The people were shocked to hear the news.

Rebellion, this word was not unfamiliar to them. The last time they heard this word was during the Regent period.

When these two words appeared that time, tens of thousands of people were implicated and beheaded, and hundreds of thousands of people are still working to atone for their sins.

Rebellion is a red line that no imperial court can cross.

The current Great Yan Kingdom has a strong army and powerful national strength. The common people can't understand how stupid people must be to think of rebelling.

And judging by the scale of the propaganda, it seemed that only a few thousand troops occupied a city.

"Oh my god, this is crazy. Back then, the regent controlled most of the court's army, but they were defeated. He only had a few thousand people. How could he have the courage to send a telegram to the whole country to rebel? Who gave him the courage to make him think he could challenge the court?"

An old man was reading today's newspaper, and was so surprised that several strands of his beard were pulled out.

As a genuine old man from Beijing, he felt that these people were mentally ill.

What is said in the letter to the nation sounds good, but if you read it word by word, there is absolutely nothing useful in it.

What about the world being for all and the people being the masters of their own country? Isn't this pure nonsense?

He held up the newspaper and said to the old men nearby: "Look, the people are the masters of the house. It sounds as if we are not the masters of the house."

"Hehe, he didn't say you'd be the head of the family. Maybe he wants you to be an official." An old man next to him also joked.

The old man holding the newspaper rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it, you want me to be an official? I can't even write my own name. I'm not a good enough official."

"Also, if anyone can be an official, will there be any ordinary people in the world? Who will farm the land? Who will move the goods?" He raised his hand and pointed at the tall buildings and wide, flat roads. "Who will repair and maintain these houses and roads?"

"That's right." A thin old man with gold-rimmed glasses and a cultured manner said, "Everyone in the world pursues fairness, but there is no fairness from the moment a person is born."

"Some are born into royal families, some are born into beggar families, some are rich and well-fed from the moment they are born, and some struggle their entire lives but are still not worth the value of a toy that a child from a wealthy family has."

"There is no such thing as fairness. It all depends on your own efforts and your own study hours."

"The court opened schools, established military academies and political science and law schools, which were all ways for common people to rise up. They were much more reliable than the imperial examinations in the past."

"If you want to succeed, you still have to rely on your own efforts." He pointed at the newspaper in the hands of the old man holding the newspaper. "These are all empty words. Anyone with a little bit of brains won't believe them."

The words of this educated old man were instantly agreed by the other old men. The old man holding the newspaper said, "In fact, the court has been working hard to change in the past few years. It has been very good for us ordinary people. Taxes have been reduced again and again. I heard from a relative who is an official in the agricultural department of the court that the court has planned to abolish corvée and agricultural taxes."

"For ordinary people, what are we most worried about in this life? Aren't these two things?"

"If the imperial court really cancels it, then we ordinary people will really have a good time."

"We have food to eat, drink to drink, enough to eat and warm to wear, our children can go to school and they can get into a good school in the future. Would you have dared to imagine such a good life in the past?"

The other bosses also nodded in agreement and expressed their opinions. Of course, they asked more questions to the newspaper boss about whether the news about abolishing corvee labor and agricultural taxes was accurate.

Zhu Zhanjun's guess was correct.

As life became better and some people intentionally or unintentionally leaked the news of the abolition of corvee labor and agricultural taxes, the people's support for the court reached an unprecedented high.

As for the liberals' advocacy of the world being for all and the people being the masters of their own destiny, once some educated people have explained it in detail, even the illiterate common people will sneer at it.

"What? Not a grain of food!"

In Nanjiao City, a call was heard from the government office.

Adolf's eyes widened, and he asked the person standing in front of him in disbelief: "Did you see clearly? There is really not a single grain of food in the warehouse?"

The person reporting the situation nodded helplessly: "Yes, Chief, there really is not a grain of food left. The floor is swept cleaner than it is licked."

Adolf's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at the middle-aged man: "Where is the armory?"

The middle-aged man frowned and replied, "The roof is empty, there is nothing."

"Based on my behavior, it seems that at the beginning of the year, the warehouses in Nanjiao City were to be renovated, and all the supplies were transported to the prefectural city."

"Plus, it is the Chinese New Year, so only a few people are left here on duty. The others have gone back to rest and will wait until after the renovation is completed after the Chinese New Year before registering them for storage."

Adolf swallowed and turned to look at Yu Qian: "Brother, do you have food and ammunition?"

Yu Qian replied in distress: "To be honest with you, Brother Adolf, we have no food, no weapons or ammunition. We are really desperate, so we chose to start a rebellion. If there were anyone who could eat and let the brothers have a good time, we would not do such a stupid thing during the New Year."

"Originally, I was thinking about grabbing a batch of stuff from the city, which would be enough for everyone to use for a while before recruiting some more people to start again."

Yu Qian helplessly spread his hands and said with a troubled look: "It seems that we really can't do bad things during the Chinese New Year. It's easy to bump into things!"

Adolf was worried for a while, but then he thought of something, his eyes lit up and he said, "Didn't you say you still have some people outside? Let them attack the nearby city immediately and see if they can get something out of it."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qian glanced at Adolf, sighed in anticipation, stood up and was about to speak when hurried footsteps were heard outside.

"President, something happened..."

When everyone looked back, they saw a dishevelled young man running in quickly with a gun on his back.

The young man ignored everyone's gaze and said to Yu Qian in a panic, "President, the imperial court has sent a large army to surround the city from all directions. The vice president and his men were no match for the imperial court's army and have retreated into the city. He asked me to ask you what to do next."

"What? Why did the court react so quickly?"

Yu Qian showed a shocked expression on his face, then he pounded his fist hard and said to Adolf: "I was thinking of using your method, but it seems that God is not on our side."

The expression on Adolf's face was also extremely ugly.

It didn't take long for the imperial army to gather and surround them.

He now regretted that he had rashly stepped forward to cooperate with these guys yesterday.

If he had not stood out yesterday and blended in with the people, he could have easily escaped after the imperial army had dealt with these guys.

But not anymore.

Most of these guys had seen him, and many of them knew his name was Adolf.

Now he has the reputation of being the number one traitor.

With the powerful reconnaissance capabilities of the Jinyiwei and Yueyingwei, even if he could escape now, he would definitely not be able to escape for a few days.

"How many of you are there?"

Adolf gritted his teeth and asked Yu Qian.

"More than 5600 people!"

Yu Qian answered without hesitation.

When Adolf heard that there were so many people, his eyes lit up and he said directly, "That's enough. As long as we hold on for a month, supplies will arrive, and then it will be our turn."

Yu Qian did not ask where the supplies came from, but asked Adolf: "With so many of us, how are we going to survive for a month without food?"

Adolf smiled coldly and pointed to the ground under his feet: "My friend, don't forget, we control a city with tens of thousands of people."

"People have the habit of stockpiling New Year's goods during the Spring Festival. These things are enough for us to eat for a month."

Yu Qian raised his eyebrows: "Do you think the people will support us?"

Adolf smiled coldly: "It's not up to them. Everything we do is for them. If we don't give something in return, how can we justify our bloodshed and sacrifice?" (End of this chapter)