The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 39 Emperor Wu Dragon Rider
Starting with three thousand households, six deputy thousand households, thirty hundred households, sixty general flags, and more than three hundred small flags.

Zhu Houzhao hosted the event personally, but later he was too busy, so he asked Li Xunhuan and others to help, and multiple programs were carried out simultaneously.

From morning until sunset, a new group of officers was selected.

Although most people at the scene were already quite tired, their fiery will had not diminished in the slightest.

Because of this army, more than half of the nearly four hundred ruling officers were replaced.

One thousand households were replaced, three deputy thousand households were replaced, more than a dozen hundred households were replaced, and even more general flags and small flags were replaced.

The vast majority of people truly saw the light of climbing up, and they believed more in the money promised by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

As for the few people who are unwilling to lose, they cannot affect the overall situation at all.

At this moment, this army has already taken half of Zhu Houzhao's shape.

The remaining half is the silver that has not been issued yet and the time is too short.

“From now on, this prince will come every day and lead you in training.

We want to become the strongest in the world." Zhu Houzhao brandished the Sun and Moon Divine Spear and shouted with determination.

"The strongest, the strongest!" Three thousand soldiers echoed, holding their weapons high.

"Okay, our cavalry will be called Emperor Wu's Dragon Cavalry." Zhu Houzhao felt his blood boiling as he shouted out the name he had been thinking of.

"Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders! Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders!"

Most of the soldiers immediately followed suit and shouted again. A few who knew that it was taboo had no choice but to shout as well.

Li Xunhuan, Liu Jin and others standing by had already become completely numb.

The Emperor Wu Dragon Rider is just the Emperor Wu Dragon Rider.

Although this name is extremely taboo, although His Highness has not yet ascended the throne, although...

But is there anything that His Highness can't do?

Used to it.

They can't do anything about it anyway.

Afterwards, Zhu Houzhao did not stay any longer and happily returned to the East Palace and had a big meal.

When practicing at night, the progress of Mingshen Wudian increased a little.

When he finished his training, he found his father waiting for him.

"Dad, didn't you see today how domineering, powerful, and majestic I am?

It won't be long before my Wudi Dragon Rider will be invincible." Zhu Houzhao immediately showed off excitedly.

Zhu Youtang listened patiently, and when he heard the words "Emperor Wu's Dragon Rider", he just smiled helplessly.

After Zhu Houzhao finished showing off, he said, "Zhao'er is really amazing."

"That's right, Dad. Just wait. Although you are not very powerful as an emperor, you have a son like me. I am sure that you will be able to dominate the world and your name will be passed down through the ages." Zhu Houzhao said confidently and proudly.

Thank you so much, father.

Zhu Youtang couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, and quickly got down to business: "Zhao'er, who taught you those words you said in the army today?"

"Teach me? Teach me what?" Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening and said angrily, "I figured that out on my own. No one taught me?
Dad, you don't believe me, do you want to take the credit for me?"

"No, how could the emperor not believe you and take away your credit?" Zhu Youtang quickly shook his head and explained.

After his silly son's face calmed down, he continued, "Father is just curious, how did Zhaoer come up with those words?"

"Hahaha, Dad, I'm awesome, right? I've been thinking about this all night. No, I've been thinking about it for several nights." Zhu Houzhao became proud.

"Zhao'er, why do you want to pay the soldiers?

When they joined the army, they were given money to settle down and two people in their family were exempted from corvée labor. They were already treated well.

Not only do you pay them military salaries, you pay them so much, and you even promise to support their parents and children if they die in battle.

Zhao'er, the money spent on this is really too much." Zhu Youtang couldn't help but said earnestly.

Thinking about the money that would be spent, he felt distressed.

Then think about it again, this is just 3,000 people, how will the scale expand in the future...he gets a headache.

Also, what if Zhaoer wants to do the same to the Four Guard Camps and even the Beijing Camp?
There's really nothing he can do.

What if the border troops...?

He simply didn't want to care about it anymore.

Considering the terrible consequences, he had no choice but to come tonight.

You should have a good talk with your foolish son and teach him a lesson.

While he was still thinking about what to say in his heart, to let his son know the difficulty of this matter, he could only stop at his Wudi Dragon Rider and never expand it. When Zhu Houzhao heard his father's words, his little face became serious and he said, "Dad, I forgot to tell you.

How can you not pay the soldiers?

If you don't pay them military salaries, how will their families survive?
You're taking this too far.

Also, if they die in battle, we, the Ming Dynasty, will certainly support their parents and children.

Otherwise, what will their parents and children do in the future?

Dad, what you are doing is wrong, very wrong."

Zhu Youtang was stunned by his son's scolding. He wanted to say that it was ridiculous, but when he saw his son's serious face, he couldn't bear it.

He knew even more clearly how stubborn his foolish son was. Once he made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it by force.

I had no choice but to say gently and earnestly: "Zhao'er, this has been the case since ancient times.

They received resettlement money, two members of their family were exempted from corvée labor, and they would receive pensions if they died in battle.

This is enough, you should also consider the difficulties of the court.

If everything is as you said, the court simply does not have that much money and cannot do it.

Zhaoer, do you understand?"

"What do you mean by 'since ancient times'? Dad, I understand.

You are treating the soldiers as livestock." Zhu Houzhao's face was tightly tightened and wrinkled, and he looked very angry.

"How is this treating them like livestock?" Zhu Youtang immediately retorted.

"Of course I won't. If anyone treats me like this, I will definitely rebel and kill everyone who does this to me." Zhu Houzhao said affirmatively.

Zhu Youtang was startled and instinctively wanted to make some excuses. He believed that he loved his people like his own children and was kind-hearted. How could he treat soldiers like animals?

But when the words came to my lips, I thought about what my son would say. What would he think if he was treated like this by others?
He asked himself suddenly, and the words stopped at his lips.

Are those soldiers really treated like animals?
No, this treatment is not bad. Besides, it was not stipulated by him. It was stipulated by the late emperor, his grandfather, and even...
With his thoughts in turmoil, Zhu Youtang wanted to convince himself, but he just couldn't feel completely at ease.

In silence, his brows were already tightly knitted together, and he said with all his might: "Zhao'er, we are from the royal family, with a noble destiny, no one will dare to do this to you."

"Dad, what's the royal family, what's the noble destiny? Taizu was once a beggar. Everything we have today is obviously won by our strength, not destiny. Dad, don't be stupid.

Being an emperor requires loving the people like one's own children and being clear about rewards and punishments.

You can't treat soldiers as animals, you should treat them as sons and brothers.

Dad, you have to change." Zhu Houzhao said loudly.

Zhu Youtang had never seen his naive son so serious.

After hearing those words, I couldn't help but feel relieved. Zhao'er is not stupid at all. On the contrary, he is really smart.

I feel more at ease about the future.

But he knew that he couldn't continue talking about this issue.

Because the issues involved are too huge.

The word "money" alone can affect the overall division of interests in the Ming Dynasty, and the entire Ming Dynasty must be turned upside down.

"Well, Zhao'er, what you said is right." Zhu Youtang immediately nodded in agreement, and then said seriously: "But it is difficult for the emperor to change. Zhao'er, if you want to change, you have to wait until you become the emperor.

Now, your Emperor Wu Dragon Rider, your father will give you enough silver and supplies.

Other armies, no.

Zhaoer, do you understand?"

"Dad, I understand. You are not a good emperor. It is a problem of your ability. There is nothing you can do about it.

Dad, don’t be sad, I’m here. When I become emperor, I will solve all the problems and take you with me.

I can share some of my achievements with you, so that you can become a good emperor again." Zhu Houzhao said seriously and with concern.

Crack, crack, crack~!

Zhu Youtang's face froze, and he felt as if his own son had stabbed him in the heart.

But looking at the little face in front of him that seemed to care about him and think about him, he couldn't say anything.

孽 孽!
He sighed in his heart, maybe I was really sorry to Zhao'er in my previous life, so let me pay back my debt to Zhao'er in this life.

He smiled weakly: "Okay, father thanks Zhao'er."

"No need to thank me, you are my father." Zhu Houzhao immediately smiled and looked proud.

Zhu Youtang looked at it and suddenly felt less depressed. Everything about his own photos was fine.

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