Ming Dynasty: The Crocodile King of Han Prince Zhu Gaoxu's Family

Chapter 97 Twelve Essays on the Fall of the Ming Dynasty 9
“In fact, the harm caused by civil service factionalism goes beyond this; there are even more worrying things!

"Grandfather, would you like someone to share your annual taxes?" Zhu Zhanhe asked Emperor Yongle seriously.

"Then they are seeking death!" Emperor Yongle's tone was full of disdain and murderous intent. Obviously, this matter touched his bottom line.

"Grandson asks grandfather again, do you think Ma Bao can make a lot of profit by sailing to the West?" Zhu Zhanhe asked Emperor Yongle again.

"The benefits are enormous!" Although Emperor Yongle didn't know why Zhu Zhanhe asked this question, he still thought about it seriously and answered firmly.

"What if such a profit is given to a family?!" Zhu Zhanhe suddenly asked Emperor Yongle with a serious face.

"Too much wealth and honor!" Emperor Yongle's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice. A light seemed to flash in his mind, and he understood what Zhu Zhanhe was going to say.

The Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi standing by was even more stunned. He also guessed something horrifying!

"With profits this huge, it would be difficult for ordinary people to manage it! Only big families and powerful forces can manage it!

What if one day, even the imperial court imposes a maritime ban?
Officials, gentry, and powerful people all over the coastal areas have discovered the huge benefits. Can they join forces to block the court's decision to open the sea for this huge benefit?

Could they, for the sake of this immense wealth, create trouble and force the imperial court to impose a maritime ban while they continued to engage in coastal trade?

This is the most direct consequence of party disputes! It is also the purest benefit of party disputes!
Because, in the face of the greatest interests, these factions will work together to deceive the court!" Zhu Zhanhe firmly wrote the words "Sea Ban" in large letters on the white cloth!
"Do you support opening the sea?!" Emperor Yongle was silent for a moment with a dark face, and suddenly asked.

“My grandson now supports the Royal Sea Opening!
There are many overseas islands, but no one knows how big they are or whether there are any gold or silver mines on them!
Besides, don't those royal children with ideas have a good place to go?" Zhu Zhanhe's words gave Emperor Yongle a new idea.

This can be used together with the feudal system! Send all of you overseas! If you have the ability, go and conquer it yourself! If you don't have the ability, just stay in the capital and retire!

After hearing what Zhu Zhanhe said, Emperor Yongle suddenly had a malicious thought in his mind.

"Interesting, what He'er said is very important. It seems that the court has really ignored the important issues of the civil service group!" After listening to Zhu Zhanhe's words, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi thought seriously for a moment. Finally, he had to admit that what his nephew said made sense!
This also made Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi begin to re-evaluate the civil service! After all, no matter which civil servant, especially the heads of various departments, they all had thousands of acres of land! Tens of thousands of acres!
Emperor Yongle also thought of this, and his face instantly became even darker!
It seems that the civil servants are really starting to split. Let's start with private memorials to make them tremble! Emperor Yongle said to himself.

"Go on to the next one!" After Emperor Yongle made up his mind, he asked Zhu Zhanhe to continue.

The Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi was obviously very angry and could not hold on any longer. He ran over and drank two bowls of medicine. He then rubbed his face with ice cubes several times until his face turned red. Then he came back panting.

"Let's get started. I can hold on!" Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi kept telling himself over and over again: I must hold on! The Ming Dynasty still needs me!

"The eighth theory of the fall of the Ming Dynasty: the military problem. We have just talked about this problem, that is, the army is short of military pay! The army is corrupt! There are people drawing salaries without working! There is a lack of middle and high-level generals!" Zhu Zhanhe repeated the problems of the army again. These words made Emperor Yongle grit his teeth.

After all, the three major camps that Emperor Yongle relied on to build his power also have a serious problem of ghost employees! It's just that it's not very serious at the moment and doesn't affect the battle! "Just tell me the solution directly, don't repeat what we already know?" Emperor Yongle puffed his beard and glared at Zhu Zhanhe to remind him to get down to business and stop talking about things that would only rub salt in people's wounds!
Prince Han also looked at his son somewhat awkwardly. After all, he was the best at collecting salaries without working!

"Cough cough!" Zhu Zhanhe coughed twice awkwardly to cover up his embarrassment.

"This corruption and ghost pay issue is easy to solve. We can set up a special inspection and supervision agency within the army, just like the Imperial Guard, to monitor these matters and report directly to the emperor!
Of course, to prevent collusion within the military, a separate external supervisory mechanism could be established to oversee both the military and the supervisory unit above. By then, giving some military officials the power to make private payments would be enough.
Alternatively, it might be better to incorporate some civil supervision mechanisms to create a situation where civil and military officials can check and balance each other!" Zhu Zhanhe said slowly, and his words made Prince Han's mouth twitch.

"You little bastard, are you going to cut off our family's source of income?" Prince Han cried out in a sad tone.

"That's a good idea, keep going!" Emperor Yongle was very satisfied with this method. He touched his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

“As for the training of generals, there are many methods.

The military examination in the Tang Dynasty was very practical.

"Let each noble family cultivate their own talents. It would be great if the court could hold a martial arts competition every year! Or maybe a hunting competition!" Zhu Zhanhe casually picked up a pen and wrote on the white cloth.

Afterwards, Zhu Zhanhe's expression changed and he stared at Emperor Yongle with a serious face.

"Grandpa, there is actually a simpler way to completely solve all the above military problems!" Looking at Zhu Zhanhe's serious face, Emperor Yongle suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart and felt inexplicably nervous.

"What method?!" Emperor Yongle asked anxiously.

“Since ancient times, the Five Saints of Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers have been highly respected!
The heaven and earth are eternal, supreme and irreplaceable!
The positions of monarch, parent and teacher, the imperial power is supreme and occupies one of them!

What if two seats are occupied?!" Zhu Zhanhe stretched out two fingers and gestured in front of Emperor Yongle.

"You want me to accept students?!" Although Emperor Yongle was very tempted, he was a little confused. After all, one person couldn't accept many students! He was afraid that he would end up with a group of powerful ministers!
"The emperor can't take on many students by himself, and the effect is still unknown!

"He'er! You want to...!" Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi was indeed one of the smartest people in the Ming Dynasty. He immediately thought of the key point. He swallowed his saliva, his face full of horror, and he dared not say the rest of the words in disbelief.

Prince Han and the others beside them looked at the two of them in confusion, completely bewildered! What are you two doing with yourselves? One of you hasn't even finished speaking, and the other knows it already? How come we don't know?!
"The Imperial College of the Ming Dynasty trains civil servants for the imperial court and produces countless outstanding talents!
In this case, why don't we establish a Ming Dynasty Martial Arts Academy! Or a Royal Martial Arts Academy! Or a school like the Ming Dynasty Military Academy! Specializing in training military officers! Explaining countless battle examples from ancient times to the present! It will definitely cultivate countless generals for our Ming Dynasty.

Grandpa has been on the battlefield all his life! As both a general and an emperor, he must have unique insights!
By then, Grandpa will be the Dean! Even if he only teaches once a year, he will still be a teacher!
If the emperors of later generations do not have the talent of a general, they should also study there. If they do not have the ability to command an army, they will also have countless uncles, uncles, brothers, younger brothers, and nephews to help them!
For an elderly general in the army, it is a great honor to be able to teach in a martial arts academy!
From now on, the Ming army will always be loyal to the imperial family! "Zhu Zhanhe's words made Emperor Yongle's face full of excitement, as if he had seen countless diligent students calling him teacher!
"Amitabha! Two of the three aspects of ruler, parent, and teacher are all included! Civil and military affairs are coexisting! Civil and military affairs are balanced! The ultimate conspiracy!" Monk Daoyan, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke, interrupting Emperor Yongle's fantasy. At the same time, he also interrupted the stunned expressions of everyone present!

"Ming Dynasty Military Academy!" Everyone stared at these five big words in silence!
(End of this chapter)