Zhu Di: My fourth son is a great emperor of all time?

Chapter 40: Assembling an army of 300,000 to attack the Oirat Mongols
Zhu Gaoshuo left Fengtian Hall and found that there were no ministers gathered at the palace gate.

It seems everyone left after the sky curtain ended.

The old man was so angry about the sky curtain incident that he even canceled the morning court session.

"The old man is just so willful!"

Zhu Gaoshuo made a comment and then thought about going home to sleep.

But someone shouted at him, which startled him so much that he thought he had been overheard talking badly about the old man.

It turned out to be a young eunuch.

He was sent to the council chamber to discuss state affairs with the emperor.

This surprised him somewhat.

If state affairs are discussed in the imperial court, it's just a formality; the emperor has already made the decision.

If it's discussed privately, then it's a real discussion.

Different properties.

Zhu Gaoshuo also understood that it seemed he could no longer keep a low profile.

Thinking about it.

Zhu Gaoshuo then entered the council building, where a large number of officials had already gathered, seemingly discussing how to attack the Oirat Mongols.

Of course, the main attendees were Zhu Di and his three beloved sons, who were sitting in chairs.

Zhu Gaoxu excitedly shouted, "Father, don't hesitate any longer! Let's send troops now. Give me back the Shenji Battalion, and I guarantee we'll raze the Oirat to the ground."

"If we hadn't supported the Oirats back then, how could they have achieved their current status as the overlords of the grasslands!"

Zhu Gaosui nodded in agreement: "Let the Uriyangkhai Three Guards also send troops. If they don't come, beat them up first before going to fight the Oirats!"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Di with a serious expression, trying to gain his father's approval.

But Zhu Gaochi sighed helplessly, "I have no money, Dad!"

Zhu Gaoxu was extremely excited: "This time we're going to chase them all the way to the banks of the Onon River!"

“Yes!” Zhu Gaosui nodded vigorously.

Zhu Gaochi repeated the same thing: "No money!"

But the second son pretended not to hear and continued to echo Zhu Gaosui's words: "We must sweep away the Li Ting!"

“That’s right!” Zhu Gaosui exclaimed.

Zhu Gaochi repeated his previous statement: "No money!"

"Are you going to stop me from speaking?!" Zhu Gaoxu said impatiently, feeling that his boss was deliberately targeting him.

Zhu Gaochi, hands in his sleeves, said, "You can say whatever you want, I didn't stop you!"

Zhu Gaosui seemed to be living in another world, and suddenly slammed his fist on the table and loudly announced: "This time, the emperor will personally lead the expedition!"

"No money!"

No matter what the second and third sons said, Zhu Gaochi insisted that he had no money.

Enraged, Zhu Gaoxu snapped, "Boss, stop fooling around here and go home for dinner!"

"No money!"

"You don't even have money for food, you bastard?"

Zhu Gaoxu was so angry that he cursed, and was immediately given a flick on the forehead by Zhu Di, who was sitting next to him.

The second son felt his father's gaze and immediately fell silent.

"The Oirat haven't rebelled against you yet. If you go and fight them, you'll only be creating unnecessary trouble. It's not worth it!"

Zhu Gaochi finally offered his own explanation.

Zhu Gaoxu was too frightened to speak.

But Zhu Gaosui didn't care about any of that. He said righteously, "Esen is a formidable enemy of our Great Ming. Back then, Mahmud found a fortune teller for Esen. Do you know what the fortune teller said?"

"How so?" the eldest and second eldest asked in unison.

"The fortune teller said that he was destined to be an emperor." Zhu Di was annoyed by the argument between the three.

She thought to herself, "How did I end up with these three bastards?"

He couldn't help but glance at the concubine serving tea beside him, wondering if he should have another child!
As Zhu Gaoshuo listened to their discussion, he was also analyzing the situation on the grassland.

At this time, the Mongolian grasslands were actually a balance of power among three major forces.

The Tatar tribe, which prides itself on its pure and noble Mongol bloodline!
The Oirat tribe, which rose to prominence with the support of the Ming Dynasty, was also very ambitious.

There were also the Uriyangkhad who were loyal to the Ming Dynasty!

In fact, Zhu Di's target had always been the Tatars.

However, the Oirat Mongols were too ambitious and constantly harassed the borders of the Ming Dynasty, which finally made Zhu Di determined to attack them.

In fact, a major battle had already taken place between the Ming and the Oirat Mongols in the twelfth year of the Yongle reign. The Ming army won a Pyrrhic victory, which temporarily subjugated the Oirat Mongols.

Unexpectedly, the sky was a barrier that made Zhu Di determined to fight the Oirat Mongols again.

Zhu Gaoshuo knew very well that the old man was determined to fight this battle.

No one can stop it.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Zhu Di slammed his fist on the table and said in a deep voice, "We must fight even if we don't have money. We must fight this battle no matter what. The Ministry of War must immediately dispatch troops. I must eliminate this threat from the Oirat Mongols for the Ming Dynasty."

Prince Zhu Gaoxu of Han was overjoyed.

He knew that the old man's warlike nature would not tolerate the Oirats.

Zhu Gaochi sighed helplessly. He knew that the old man was determined and there was nothing he could do to stop him.

Seeing this, Prince Zhao, Zhu Gaosui, couldn't help but tease his son, saying, "Your Highness, isn't attacking the Oirat for your own good? If the Oirat are gone, your good grandson, Zhu Qizhen, won't become a prisoner!"

Yang Shiqi, who came from the Crown Prince's service, naturally sided with Zhu Gaochi. He immediately stepped forward to dissuade him, saying, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's words make a lot of sense. The national treasury is empty. Moreover, even if we were to attack the Oirat Mongols, it shouldn't be done so suddenly. We should discuss it with the ministers before making a decision!"

At this moment, Yang Shiqi also came up with a solution.

That means going to find Yu Qian.

Yu Qian, that madman, just yesterday told Zhu Di to curb his warlike nature. Now, perhaps only Yu Qian's strong personality can dissuade the emperor.

But Zhu Di did not reply.

Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, Yang Shiqi could only advise him from another angle: "If we rashly attack the Oirat, the Tatars may take advantage of our weakness. If the Tatars and the Oirat join forces to surround us, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, I urge the emperor to reconsider!"

Zhu Gaoxu was immediately dissatisfied.

"We have cannons and muskets, what are we afraid of?"

"What use are cannons and muskets? If we run out of food, are we going to resort to cannibalism like the King of Han did?"

"So, according to you? There's no need to fight anymore. We can just stay at home and be safe, and let the Oirats grow stronger?" Zhu Gaoxu sneered.

"you"

Yang Shiqi wanted to say something more, but Zhu Gaosui directly retorted.

He showed no mercy: "How many battles have you fought? You're just a lousy civil official, your job is to manage logistics. If you can't manage it, then find someone else to manage it!"

The two sides argued fiercely, but Zhu Di was too tired to listen anymore: "This battle must be fought. Now we should consider how to fight it."

Upon hearing this, the military officers present were overjoyed.

Being able to fight is naturally their time to make a name for themselves.

The civil officials, of course, did not want to fight, since this battle could be avoided.

Besides, there are risks involved in the emperor personally leading an expedition.

Zhu Qizhen is a bloody example.

Zhu Gaochi didn't care about any of that. He patted his chest and said:
"Father, I've already calculated it for you. Within three days, we can gather an army of 300,000, crush the Oirats, and capture that bastard Esen alive. I'm willing to lead the troops as the vanguard!"

The second son was full of confidence, but Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaoshuo, who had not spoken all along, and said: "The fourth son is now in charge of the Shenji Battalion and the Three Thousand Battalion, let him come!"

(End of this chapter)