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Chapter 7 My home was stolen?

The backyard of Linde Hall.

Zhu Shangbing was stunned here with his tea cup. He had thought of many ways, but he never expected this.

Cutting off vassalage? Isn’t this following the old path of Jianwen?

Second brother, the situation is too small!

Not only him, but also several people didn't quite understand why Li Er was acting like this, and they wanted to dissuade him.

Just when Zhu Shangbing was about to speak, Zhang Liang came out to answer their questions, his words mixed with appreciation.

"If you don't talk about the emperor's mental skills, the emperor's skills are about balance. Xiao Zhu, you previously said that Jianwen reduced the feudal vassal, but he went from weak to strong. This is the biggest drawback."

Li Er chuckled upon hearing this. What Zhang Liang said was exactly what he wanted.

The others also understood one after another that the reduction of the vassal was not the reduction of the vassal. However, seeing that Zhu Shangbing did not speak out, Li Er opened his mouth to explain it to him in detail.

"If you are a few people, you must start with the strongest vassal kings first, so that they can be on par with the surrounding vassal kings and restrain each other. Moreover, Jianwen's behavior is too ruthless. Wouldn't it be chilling to find faults?"

"The best policy is to use both kindness and power, while blind exploitation will only be counterproductive."

In a few words, Li Er summarized why Jianwen failed to reduce the feudal vassal, and his words were mixed with disdain for him.

What a combination of kindness and power.

After hearing these words, Zhu Shangbing felt like he was enlightened. He understood the profound meaning and spoke to him with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice."

You have to be careful when doing things, and the art of balance is profound and can be used no matter where you are.

Seeing him like this, Li Er nodded with satisfaction. He was very happy at first, but unexpectedly, Li Cunxiao next to him spoke again and asked him.

"Then how to defeat Zhu Di? Is it enough to just cut down the feudal vassal?"

Several sighs suddenly came through his mind. It was not Li Cunxiao's fault. He was undoubtedly a general, but he was not proficient in imperial skills. It is understandable that he had only half-understanding of this.

After a while, Li Er spoke again, with a slightly raised tone and a smile, as if he had already imagined what the plan would look like when it was implemented.

"That's wrong. If the King of Yan likes fighting, let him go to the battlefield and kill him. Then the reward will be appropriate. It's a pity that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't keep the blue jade. Otherwise, the snipe and the clam would fight and the fisherman would benefit. Wouldn't it be happy?"

If two people play chess, Zhu Di's moves will only make people think that the game is good and winnable, but it is fair and the intention can be seen through.

Li Erluozi, however, was very cunning, and a seemingly careless move could destroy everything. He could be called a god's hand. If he was not careful, he would lose the whole game.

Which one is better and which one is worse can be known at a glance.

It's not that Zhu Di is undesirable. His military skills are good, but that's all. He can't achieve the goal of entering the palace.

The strength of Li Er is that he didn't waste a single soldier, let Zhu Di work for him, and had no reason to rebel.

The name is not justified, and when the time comes, he will promote a military commander of equal strength. He will sit high on the Diaoyutai and watch the storm surging with a smile.

Plan strategies.

Zhu Shangbing suddenly thought of this word in his mind, but more than that, he wanted to see Zhu Di being pressed to the ground and rubbed by Li Er.

According to the former's record of three counties attacking one city in those four years, it is estimated that it will be defeated.

The character who was as incomparable as a mountain in his heart suddenly felt like that.

Somehow, the six figures in his mind changed Zhu Shangbing's attitude.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but pat his head and cursed secretly for being arrogant. If Emperor Yongle is nothing, then isn't he...

"Then in your opinion, King Yan has no redeeming qualities?"

"No, the time, place and people are favorable. If he uses it properly, it is not his ability. If he is lucky, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty has a descendant, and a meteorite falls from the sky. That is true luck."

Zhu Shangbing asked several people again. Li Cunxiao immediately retorted and gave an example.

When mentioning the last one, there was a strong sense of envy in the tone. The insiders laughed and said nothing, while the few who didn't know were as confused as Zhang Er monk.

As he said, the King of Yan was so popular that he personally charged at the forefront and defeated countless people. Corporal Li Xian cherished his talents and persuaded Tie Xian, Fang Xiaoru and others to surrender.

At least it's impeccable in this regard.

"When three of us are together, I must be my teacher."

He opened his mouth to sigh, but as soon as he finished speaking, General Huo's voice appeared in his mind.

After hearing Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the latter's voice became louder and he asked excitedly.

"Your Majesty? What happened to that descendant?"

"I'll talk to you in the future. Don't mention Zhu Di anymore. There is a chance. Why don't Xiao Zhu tell us more about future generations? Which dynasty will be after the Ming Dynasty?"

General Huo's question was quickly answered by Li Cunxiao. Rather than these things that were known or right in front of him, he was more curious about what kind of dynasty would be after the Ming Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the smile on Zhu Shangbing's face stiffened when he heard this, and he could even imagine the reactions of several people after hearing this.

After being silent for a while, he moved his eyes to the chess game and prepared to reveal the matter, but Li Cunxiao's loud voice could not be suppressed, and he did not want to drag him into the small dark room because of this matter.

Since the others were full of curiosity, he took a deep breath and briefly summarized the events of the late Ming Dynasty.

"In the late Ming Dynasty, there were both natural and man-made disasters. The emperor in the late Ming Dynasty believed in moderation, but because he was unwilling to do anything, he hanged himself in Meishan. From then on, he entered the Qing Dynasty."

There were quite a few emperors who hanged themselves, but a few of them didn't take it seriously.

But after seeing Hongwu's grand occasion, they couldn't help but sigh a few words. What caught their attention more than this was the following sentence.

General Huo's doubtful voice appeared in his mind.

"Manchu?"

You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade.

In this case, it is better to lie down and accept the facts. He gritted his teeth and said two words from his mouth.

"Hun."

When Huo Qubing refused the marriage offer from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he once said, "If the Huns are not destroyed, how can we make a home for them?"

Now that I heard that the Xiongnu had taken over the Central Plains and even replaced the Han people as emperor, I was immediately speechless.

The others were filled with righteous indignation. They had all fought with him more or less. Now they were so angry that they beat their chests and beat their feet after hearing this. Li Er even spoke out bluntly.

"What? My home was occupied by the Huns?"

"I never thought that the king of future generations would not be able to defend the Central Plains and let barbarians occupy the magpie's nest! How could he have the face to face his ancestors!"

He no longer had the calmness he had when he was talking eloquently, angrily scolding future generations for not fighting.

Having said this, Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but speak.

"There is a record in the book that when Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, he covered his face with hair and said that he had no face to see his ancestors."

Li Er, who was originally filled with righteous indignation, suddenly became silent. He just spoke casually but he got it right.

It made several people laugh and make fun of him.

Zhu Shangbing originally thought that Huo Qubing, who was the most excited, did not speak. He waited until everyone had finished speaking before speaking calmly.

"Zhu Lang, if you can't help it, you can rebel and seize the throne. Then Chongzhen will have nothing to do with you. I will help you to defeat the Xiongnu."

Say bold words in the calmest tone possible.

Hearing someone speak, the others thought for a moment and then spoke one after another, feeling that it was very feasible.

"Xiao Zhu, if you have us at your back, we will definitely help you achieve a prosperous Ming Dynasty."

"Zifang, I would like to lend a helping hand."



Their remarks made Zhu Shangbing almost fall off his chair. He found that the big bosses were becoming more determined to persuade him to rebel.

Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but secretly blame himself, and it was already noon before they knew it.

The eunuch came outside the courtyard again to urge the meal, and the person standing next to him could not be Zhu Ping. He seemed to have a pleasant appearance, but the half of the wicker covered under the robe still did not escape Zhu Shangbing's 'discerning eyes'.

He took three steps and two steps at a time, and did not forget to make a face at Zhu Ping behind him before running outside.

Seeing the eunuch couldn't help but smile, he secretly thought that King Qin, the eldest son of the concubine, was mature and steady, but he never thought that he also had a naughty side.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them arrived outside the palace, the sound of chopsticks being thrown was heard inside, and Zhu Yuanzhang was heard asking sternly.
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