Ming Dynasty: Traveling through the harem, Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded

Chapter 125 Three Steps of Plowing the Courtyard and Sweeping the Holes
"So, Your Majesty wants Yongle to exterminate the Jurchen tribe because he is worried that a tyrant like Nurhaci will appear in the Jurchen tribe in the future, right?"

Yang Chen touched his chin, which was considered as expressing what was in Lao Zhu's mind, and the other party naturally nodded in agreement.

His idea of ​​​​annihilating the Jurchens was too simple. He wanted to eliminate the enemies who might endanger the Ming Dynasty in advance, so that his descendants would have fewer enemies to harm.

"If Your Majesty wants to root out the problem, there is no need to kill all of them."

"Hearing what Brother Yang said, do you have a better idea?"

When Zhu Biao saw the other party speaking like this, he roughly guessed that he would definitely say something.

"It is actually very simple to prevent the Jurchens from having their own leader. All we need to do is to eliminate them from all aspects!

Generally speaking, the most effective way to eliminate a group of people is to do it in three steps.

The first step is to destroy their history. The Jurchen tribe highly respects shaman culture. If one wants to prevent the emergence of a powerful group to lead them, one must completely destroy the shaman culture and erase all historical traces of Jurchen culture.

Let them no longer believe in their own civilization, no longer believe in their own culture.

The second step is to eradicate their writing and language. Once they lose their sense of identity with their own nation, the Jurchens will no longer believe that they are Jurchens. Instead, they will curry favor with Han culture and may even be more crazy than the Han people.

This is called the fanaticism of converts. Without the support of Jurchen civilization, they will naturally disappear. From now on, there will be no Jurchen culture or Jurchen ethnic group.

The third step is to slaughter all the bloodlines that can continue the civilization, especially the high-caste Jurchens who oppress the lower-class Jurchens. These will be the staunch supporters of the Jurchen civilization.

If they are not all killed, the Jurchens will sooner or later make a comeback and revive.

Then, over the next few years, they searched for supporters of Jurchen civilization and killed them all, especially the men.

The remaining people will be eliminated through differentiation. In this way, no matter how powerful they are, they will consider themselves Han people.

Instead, they would not consider themselves as descendants of Jurchen civilization.

Your Majesty, except for the Central Plains civilization, almost all other civilizations in the world can be destroyed. As long as we follow this method, the entire world will only exist in the records of the Han people in the future, and the rest of the culture will only disappear in the world as time goes by."

Yang Chen continued to explain in detail based on Zhu Biao's words.

It would be fine if you didn't say anything, but as soon as you say it, Lao Zhu will complain about it.

"I say, you are a guy who keeps talking about elimination and obliteration. How come we don't see that you are quite cruel?"

Old Zhu stroked his beard lightly, with one eye larger than the other, and he looked at him with sidelong glances, as if examining him.

"But it is cruel, but I have to say that the methods you just mentioned are good and can be used. I have written them down."

Yang Chen's expression remained normal, and he did not have any emotional fluctuations about Lao Zhu's previous comments.

"War is fought with human power, and it is straightforward to destroy the enemy, so as to avoid any trouble in the future.

I have proposed these measures based on the requirements you have stated, Your Majesty.

Since the barbarians from afar are unwilling to accept education, it is not a good idea to kill them all directly. Once a fight is started, it will backfire and they will be counterattacked by the entire tribe.

By then, everyone, young or old, male or female, would rush forward. Even if one soldier died on such a battlefield, it would be a huge loss for the Ming Dynasty.

Now we can assimilate them into the Chinese nation, so we should naturally choose a peaceful way. Your Majesty, do you think I am right?"

Old Zhu rubbed the table, staring at Yang Chen with sharp eyes. After making sure that the other party had no other thoughts, he nodded slightly.

Zhu Biao said with some worry:

"Brother Yang, your method is good, but I seem to have discovered a flaw?"

"What do you think?" Yang Chen stretched out his hand to signal the other party to continue speaking directly.

"Even if we divide the Jurchens into different parts of the Ming Dynasty, I'm worried that they will still use the tradition of their surnames to pass on their Jurchen culture. We can't control this."

In any region or country in the world, the most direct way to pass on civilization is in the form of surnames.

Zhu Biao did have this in mind. Yang Chen thought about it carefully and said directly:

"It's actually very simple. We just need to change the surnames of all the Jurchens who have split off.

As I have said before, when Yongle went out to wage war, the main enemies he killed were the high-ranking officials of the Jurchen tribes. In fact, the conflicts between the high-ranking officials and the lower-level officials have always existed.

Just like the class issue that I talked about with Xiongying, classes will definitely exist wherever there are people, and with the existence of classes, contradictions will arise.

The Jurchen upper class would not treat the lower class people kindly. Instead, when the shaman needed to hold sacrificial activities, these lower class people would be placed on the altar as tribute and scraped off alive.

The level of cruelty is the same as the thousands of years of slavery civilization in the Central Plains.

As long as the lower class people want to leave Jurchen culture, they will definitely be willing to accept the reforms of the Ming Dynasty.

It only takes three generations for them to forget their former Jurchen surnames, and even forget that they were once Jurchens. All future generations will be proud of being Chinese.”

After hearing this, Zhu Biao had no other doubts. It was a fact that the Ming Dynasty was becoming increasingly powerful.

No one can change it.

"Your Majesty, you must hand over the jurisdiction of Ningming County to me as soon as possible. I will be able to do many things only after I get there. I am too timid in the capital.

As the experiment progresses, I think you should also feel that the people around my mansion have reached their limit of patience with me."

Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Yang Chen mentioned the matter of Ningming County again.

After all, he really didn't want the people around him to start looking at him strangely because of him.

Now, loud explosions can be heard every day on the sandy edge of the mansion, and these noises have directly changed the daily routines of the people.

For this reason, Yang Chen really wanted to leave the imperial city.

Old Zhu sighed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and just waved his hand casually and said:

"Alright, alright, I'm getting calluses from hearing you mention these things. I will arrange for you to go to Ningming County within 30 days at the latest. I will give you a legitimate reason to go there, so don't worry about that."

After getting Old Zhu's approval, Yang Chen stood up contentedly and prepared to leave.

"In that case, I won't nag Your Majesty again. I still have to teach Xiongying tomorrow, and as a teacher, I naturally need to go back and prepare for the lesson.

I'll walk first."

"A Biao, you don't need to see me off. See you tomorrow."

"Have a safe journey, Brother Yang."

After declining Zhu Biao's offer to escort him personally, Yang Chen left the imperial city with ease.

In the study, only Zhu Biao and Old Zhu were left.

The two men sat face to face, and Zhu Biao personally poured a cup of tea for Old Zhu.

"Father, I want to know why you don't let Brother Yang leave the imperial city and go to Ningming County immediately?"

This question lingered in Zhu Biao's mind for a long time.

You have to know that your father has decided to let Yang Chen appear in front of the entire officialdom, so there is no reason to be timid.

But now Yang Chen's idea of ​​going to Ningming County has been delayed again and again.

Now it takes a month to get the results.

Zhu Biao couldn't think of any reason why his father wouldn't let Yang Chen leave. Could it be that he was worried that Yang Chen had second thoughts?
Whenever such ideas came up, they were rejected by Zhu Biao.

The reason is simple. Yang Chen doesn't know anyone in the entire Ming Dynasty. Even if he wants to have second thoughts, he needs like-minded people to be with him.

And now, the two have agreed to form an alliance. Yang Chen wants to use him to fulfill his ideal of a world of great harmony, and Zhu Biao also wants to rely on the knowledge brought by Yang Chen's mind to make a change to the Ming Dynasty.

He did not want the people in the Ming Dynasty to wander around because they could not get enough food, nor did he want other civilizations to exist after the Ming Dynasty. In the eyes of many people, Zhu Biao was just a monarch who wanted to stabilize the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, but only he knew it.

The world is too big, he is too young, and his father is too strong. If he has the conditions to conquer the world in the future, he will choose to give up.

I'm afraid that when he gets old, Zhu Biao will blame himself for having no ambition.

Lao Zhu took a sip of tea and said immediately:

"We know this guy wants to leave the Imperial City to do his own thing, but there are some things that need to be dealt with before he leaves."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Biao was puzzled.

"Hu Weiyong, he was humiliated at the grand court meeting, so he will definitely go to Li Shanchang to seek help. We want to see what tricks this old fox Li Shanchang will give him.

How will Yang Chen respond?

Biao'er, in your opinion, is Yang Chen an innocent, ordinary person who just wants to survive?"

Zhu Biao was somewhat caught off guard by Old Zhu's question, but after thinking about it carefully, he expressed his inner thoughts.

"No, Brother Yang is not completely heartless, nor is he as perverse as he appears to be.

From the moment he suddenly appeared in my mother's harem, I gradually observed that in the first month, Brother Yang could almost be said to have been trying to find a way out for himself and constantly prove his own worth.

He told my father that the ancestral precepts included a policy of persecuting the Ming Dynasty and causing its demise, and told me that in the future Xiongying would pass away, my mother would pass away, and I would also pass away.

In my opinion, it is just a struggle to find a way to survive.

People from later generations rashly appeared in the imperial palace. If it were me who accidentally appeared in the Qin Empire a thousand years ago.

Then I would definitely use the same method to tell Qin Shi Huang the origin.

This is the only way to survive in the presence of the King."

Old Zhu saw that his son's analysis made sense, so he motioned for him to continue.

“Therefore, Brother Yang is definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface.

Later, the more my father gave him, the more I communicated with him.

He told me many amazing things and gave me a lot of knowledge. My horizons gradually broadened and were no longer limited to the Ming Dynasty.

Now, Brother Yang is not just trying to survive, but to realize his dream."

“How come you see?”

If Lao Zhu believes that Yang Chen has ambitions and can realize his dreams, he doesn't understand what dreams can be realized in the Ming Dynasty?
Zhu Biao's brows were relaxed, his face looked relaxed:
"To realize the dream of the Han people ruling the world! Father, this world is too big, so big that I am afraid that even if I work hard until I reach your age, I may not be able to conquer it.

I plan to start by conquering Asia during my lifetime, whether it is Siam or the Chen Dynasty (the last dynasty of Vietnam during the Hongwu period), or even the small countries in Southeast Asia, and incorporate them all into the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

In the future, when the Ming Dynasty goes on an expedition, these places will become the Ming Dynasty's nourishment. Food, weapons, manpower, material resources, financial resources, etc. will all be dispatched from here."

When Mr. Zhu heard for the first time that his son had such an ambition, he felt comforted.

"Biao'er, don't you think this is too cruel?"

he asked tentatively.

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, then smiled calmly:

"Father, we are plunderers. Plunderers do not need to have a conscience. They are barbarians who occupy poor areas but do not know how to exploit resources. Rather than letting them waste here, it is better to conquer them and use them for the Ming Dynasty."

"Hahaha! Biaoer is right, predators don't need to have a conscience!"

The current Zhu Biao makes Zhu Yuanzhang satisfied no matter how he looks at him.

He admitted that he had underestimated his son in the past, but now it seemed that his eldest son had inherited his inherent cruelty.

This behavior only occurs when facing outsiders.

The second emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Zhu Biao, so even if Zhu died now, he could leave with peace of mind.

Xiangfu.

Hu Weiyong sat in his study, listening to reports from his subordinates.

"Prime Minister Hu, the guests have all left. The six ministers and the guests have all left. I wonder if Prime Minister Hu will eat in his mansion tonight or..."

The person reporting not far from the table was the housekeeper of Hu Weiyong's own mansion.

No matter where he was, Hu Weiyong enjoyed being called "Hu Xiang".

Such is the addictive nature of power.

Hu Weiyong was once suppressed by the censors of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang faction represented by Yang Xian and others, who used the practice of using a higher-ranking official to crush a person.

From then on, Hu Weiyong vowed that he would become the most powerful official in the Ming Dynasty, second only to the emperor!

After all kinds of painstaking efforts, he finally did it, but now, a young man has emerged as a rising star and has been highly valued by His Majesty, the Crown Prince and others at a lightning speed.

This made Hu Weiyong feel threatened!

Putting down the book, he, who was now forty years old, was still full of energy and said in a loud voice:

"Have a car ready for me at the back door to go to my mentor's residence."

The butler bowed and left.

Soon, Hu Weiyong changed his clothes, took a lot of gifts and got on the carriage.

The carriage had been traveling for nearly two hours, and this place was already nearly thirty miles away from the imperial city.

However, there were no ordinary villagers around, and the road was very peaceful.

As the carriage stopped, Hu Weiyong stepped steadily on the ladder handed to him by the servant.

Looking up, the three large Chinese characters "Han Gong Fu" written in iron and silver above the mansion show its majestic atmosphere.

The plaque occasionally reflects the surrounding firelight in the night, which is enough to show that the wooden plaque is made of solid material and is difficult for ordinary people to touch.

This is Li Shanchang’s residence.

He originally wanted to return to his hometown to retire, but Old Zhu used his generosity to allow him to stay near the capital.

A piece of Feng Shui treasure land was specially selected and built with great effort to build the Han Mansion for Li Shanchang to live in.

His purpose is obvious, he is worried about Li Shanchang and worries that he will become the next Sima Yi.

Before Hu Weiyong could step forward, the door under the plaque was pushed open by the gatekeeper and servant.

"So it's Minister Hu who has arrived. The head of the family has already said in advance that if Minister Hu comes, I will welcome him here again. Please go to the study. The head of the family has something to say to you."

When the door was fully opened, Hu Weiyong said nothing, but just nodded.

Then he walked around the huge mansion with ease and soon found the study, but he didn't go in immediately.

Instead, greet them outside the door.

"Mentor?"

"come in."

A voice of dusk was heard, and Hu Weiyong pushed the door open with confidence.

(End of this chapter)