"Fifth brother." Zhu Biao spoke again. "So, who is the Jianzhou Jurchen who finally took away my Ming Dynasty?"

"Yes." Zhu Su nodded again.

"Although the capital city of the Ming Dynasty was conquered by Li Zicheng's peasant army, the ones who took advantage in the end were indeed the Jianzhou Jurchen group."

"After they invaded the Central Plains, they began a brutal massacre. Not only did they regard the Han people as their own slaves, forcing them to shave their heads and change their clothes, but they also single-handedly caused many massacres."

"On the 10th day of the Yangzhou period, the three massacres in Jiading... caused our Chinese civilization to regress for a hundred years, and from then on we became the fish of the great powers."

"Speaking of which, they were fed by the kindness of our Ming Dynasty!"

Bang! The young and energetic Zhu Biao punched the table and said angrily: "A mere barbarian actually repays kindness with hatred!"

"Just now, I thought it was too much for my father to raise troops for no reason."

"Now, I only regret that I didn't ask for the battle in person and wipe out this beast's clan with my own hands to express the hatred in my heart!"

Lao Zhu was very happy after hearing this. It seems that the eldest son he chose is not too pedantic.

"Let me tell you, those barbarians are all white-eyed wolves, right?"

"It's useless for those pedantic masters to convince others with virtue!"

"If it had been useful, the masters of the Song Dynasty would have told Meng Yuan to withdraw their troops long ago!"

What Lao Zhu said makes sense! Zhu Su secretly gave Lao Zhu a thumbs up. When it comes to persuading people with virtue, who can be more generous than sending him to court?

Even the emperor gave it to someone to be a naked dancer, but no one saw the people of Dajin Mongolia weeping bitterly and repenting of their past.

"Father, have you raised troops to annihilate the Jianzhou Jurchens this morning?" Lao Zhu acted quickly enough. He just lost the Northern Expedition, and now he raises troops again?

"The Meng Yuan side won't take the opportunity to go south, right?"

If a few words he said caused the historical trajectory to change and the situation in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties in the north to worsen, then Zhu Su cannot bear this responsibility.

If you want to sleep peacefully, you must first ensure that the Ming Dynasty is prosperous!

"No problem, lend him some courage!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted.

"Then Wang Baobao didn't get any favors from Tiande. And according to what you said, their encirclement and suppression of Wenzhong didn't succeed either."

"This is when their morale is low. When they heard that the Ming Dynasty was sending troops again, the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty had no time to summon the remaining soldiers to protect themselves!"

"You still dare to come to our country and tease the tiger's beard?"

As he said this, Lao Zhu laughed twice in a wicked way.

"It just so happens that I can also scare the baby emperor of Yuanting and make him live in peace for a few years!"

Zhu Su looked at the cheap old man and always wondered why old Zhu was hiding a cunning heart under his rough appearance...

But if he said it was okay, then it probably would be okay. After all, when it comes to strategic vision, Emperor Hongwu is undoubtedly the best in the world.

Three points better than first-class players such as Xu Da and Wang Baobao.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao asked Zhu Su about the Jianzhou Jurchens in detail. After learning that the predecessors of the Jianzhou Jurchens were indeed Huli Gai, Tuo Wen and Audoli, both father and son heaved a sigh of relief.

Just kill the wrong person!

Even though the slaughter was wrong, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal. Just do it again.

"Lao Wu." After confirming the issue of Jianzhou Jurchen, Lao Zhu consciously filled a hole for future generations, and his mood became better. He looked at Zhu Su and said: "Yesterday when we were talking,

, we were so angry that we didn’t even bother to ask the details.”

"Today, please tell us and your brother in detail why the Ming Dynasty fell."

"One by one, tell us where there is something wrong!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhu Su expectantly.

Zhu Biao also looked shocked, yes! Now that the fifth brother is a time traveler, as long as we know what goes wrong in the future, dad and I can fix it in advance, right?

Isn’t it easy to take the medicine according to the prescription?

The Ming Dynasty can always be built to be impregnable!

"Uh..." Zhu Su was a little embarrassed. What's wrong with Ming Dynasty? There are so many.

To put it into perspective, that would be enough for three days and three nights.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Su said: "Father, do you want to plug up all those problems and create a Ming Dynasty that will never be easy?"

"That's not true." At this point, Lao Zhu became more determined.

"I won't hide it from you. In fact, we have been thinking about it since the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China. What kind of perfect method can we use to ensure that our Ming Dynasty will never be easy."

"We think that the people must be peaceful so that the Ming Dynasty can never be easy!"

Lao Zhu stood up, took the white jade Ruyi and started walking while talking.

"Xunzi said: Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Dad is right." Zhu Biao praised.

"Hey, we didn't know what Tang Taizong was talking about at that time." Lao Zhu waved his hand with a smile on his face. "It's just that we are different from other emperors. Our Lao Zhu family started from the common people!"
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"We know deeply that if the people are restless, then we must change the situation!"

"Don't talk about it, if we still have food to eat in Fengyang, a wife and children, who is willing to put his head in his belt to conquer the world?"

Zhu Biao and Zhu Su nodded one after another. Zhu Su secretly said, what Lao Zhu said makes sense. If you can live a peaceful life, you won't change it if you become an emperor!

Of course, the three thousand beauties in the harem are also very fragrant. But those piles of memorials and official documents and the white-bearded civil servants who keep an eye on your private life every day are not appreciated.

"We had many discussions with Mr. Liu and Mr. Li, and finally we decided to establish a system that would never be easy for the Ming Dynasty!" Lao Zhu looked a little proud.

"We drew up household registration and divided the people into civilian households, military households, and craftsman households. We also wanted to allow the people to settle down in their own occupations and live in their own households, and not to wander around and cause trouble. We also asked people to measure the acres of land and draw up a fish scale register.

Then we punish corrupt officials so that officials do not dare to bully the people. This will be enough to ensure that the people of our Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, and that our Ming Dynasty will always be prosperous."

This is Lao Zhu's ideal approach. He hoped that by restricting people's movements and formulating a household registration system, the Ming Dynasty would maintain the status quo forever: villagers will always be villagers, and craftsmen will be craftsmen from generation to generation. He also used the road guide system to limit the people

Scope of action: People can never leave their hometown. If they want to leave their hometown, they must explain the situation to the government office, issue directions, and return within a time limit. In this way, the entire country will fall into a state of near stagnation.

It’s a normal look.

But this approach is undoubtedly wrong: the sons of craftsmen may not be suitable for carpentry work, and villagers may lose their land and be forced to leave their hometowns. Descendants of military households may not be willing to fight, and it is impossible for China to maintain this kind of work forever.

Such a lifeless look!

"Father." Zhu Su couldn't help but speak. "Have you ever heard of the three-hundred-year curse of the dynasty?"

"Three hundred years of curse?" Lao Zhu was stunned. "What is that?"

It seems that no one has concluded anything similar in this era. Zhu Su said seriously: "The so-called three-hundred-year curse is our Chinese dynasty, and it cannot be passed down for more than three hundred years no matter what."
Chapter completed!