How could Zhu Yijun not read it?
If he did not read it, it would be a huge blow to his prestige. These memorials usually had the meaning of moral blackmail. Even though he knew it was a trap, Zhu Yijun had to jump in. It was fine if he did not read it! But did you know what the officials said?
As the Emperor, he did not read the memorials.
It was not easy for him to earn the title of an incapable emperor. It was enough to make Zhu Yijun lose his appetite for a whole day.
But if one were to look at it, those sums of silver truly made him tremble in fear. He had no choice but to tremble in fear. Not only had they swallowed up so much silver from the court, but they also had designs on his palace treasury. Opening their mouths, they asked for hundreds of thousands of silver. It had not been easy for him to painstakingly save up this little bit of money.
After reading it, he could not refuse. If he did not, it would be the same as not reading it. The result was the same as above. If he did not agree, they would say, "You do not care about your own kingdom, are you not afraid of your kingdom changing its name?"
Don't think that they did not dare to say these words. These bastards' words were much worse than this. There was once a memorial that almost made Zhu Yijun vomit blood. This was because the Imperial Censor warmly greeted the Jiajing Emperor, then compared the Jiajing Emperor to Zhu Yijun. In the end, he warmly said, "Incapable emperor!"
Zhu Yijun trembled with anger. Just as he was about to give the order to beat this bastard to death, he suddenly realized!
This was a trap! This was a motherf * cking trap! This was a trap that the Imperial Censor wanted to promote! They wanted him to beat them up and then gain a good reputation of being upright and unobtrusive. They would make a name for themselves among the officials, and then they would have a bright future ahead of them. Many officials thought highly of this type of Imperial Censor.
In the end, Zhu Yijun could only swallow his anger and throw the memorial away. He said fiercely, "This bastard is trying to cheat me of my court staff, isn't he? I … I will not let him get what he wants! "
As an Emperor, if Zhu Yuanzhang knew that his descendants were so useless, he did not know how he would feel. But the Daming Dynasty had come this far. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang came back to life, he would not be able to do anything. It would be better to say that the effect of the Daming Dynasty was the cause that Zhu Yuanzhang had planted.
What else could he do? In the face of these shameless and righteous schemes, how could Zhu Yijun not jump down?
Pinch your nose and jump!
Zhu Yijun flipped through the memorials painfully. Then, he suddenly frowned and exclaimed, "Huh?"
This was not a memorial from a civil official.
It was Xiao Ruxun's memorial to the throne. It had been three years since Xiao Ruxun had received any memorial to the throne other than the one to pay his respects. It was the memorial to the person whom he had regarded as his only hope three years ago.
Zhu Yijun hurriedly continued to read. The more he read, the angrier he became. Franco Jiyi had gone too far. They actually dared to attack the Daming's troops. This was a blatant declaration of war against the Daming and a slap to his face!
Finally, Xiao Ruxun pointed out his hope — "It's not convenient for the imperial court to send troops. It doesn't matter, I will send troops. I, Xiao Ruxun, am responsible for guarding the southern border for the country. Nanyang is also within the scope of my duties. I ask the imperial court to allocate some money to me as military expenses. I will send troops to attack Franco Jiyi and force them to bow their heads and pay tribute to the Daming!"
His words were reasonable and sincere. There was no reason to refuse. Dispatching troops from Myanmar was indeed a very convenient and convenient route. It could save a lot of military expenses. It could not be better.
Xiao Ruxun's title was Marquis Zhennan. Nanyang was also under the jurisdiction of Marquis Zhennan. He had the obligation to protect the southern border of the Daming from being invaded by enemies from the sea. This was clearly stated when he was bestowed the title three years ago.
However, it seemed that Xiao Ruxun's days were not easy. Myanmar was a poor and destitute place. Not only did Xiao Ruxun have to develop it, he also had to take care of the refugees who were abandoned by the imperial court. In terms of finances, he was also strapped for cash. He did not even have the money to send troops.
Zhu Yijun began to calculate. Back when they were fighting the Japanese naval war, he had allocated 300,000 taels of silver to the navy. Now, this small-scale battle should not require a lot of silver. At most, it would be 100,000 taels of silver. That would be great. He had to make sure that Franco Jiyi suffered a little so that he would know how to be a man.
Thus, Zhu Yijun asked Wang De to bring the imperial brush. He wanted to approve it and stamp it with the imperial seal to show his agreement.
The brush was brought over. Zhu Yijun held the brush in his hand. Just as he was about to approve, a thought flashed through his mind. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Why was there no approval from the cabinet?
Approval was also a draft of the imperial edict. It was the privilege of the cabinet. The cabinet ministers would read the memorials before the emperor and write down their opinions for the emperor's reference. This opinion was called approval. If the emperor agreed, the draft would not be changed. He would use the brush to approve it. The edict would be issued like this. If the emperor did not agree, it would be changed.
However, this memorial was sent from the cabinet. There was no approval. This was not normal. This was not scientific. How could the cabinet not use the power of approval? How could Zhao Zhigao send it over without writing anything?
Looking at Xiao Ruxun's memorial again, Zhu Yijun finally understood the mystery behind it.
There was no approval. It meant that the national treasury was out of money. Your Majesty, if you think it is necessary to fight this war, you can approve it. Then you can pay for it. The cabinet will not comment on this matter. It is all up to you. You can do whatever you say. There is only one thing. The national treasury is out of money.
"Bastard!!!"
Zhu Yijun stood up suddenly and threw the brush away. He roared. Suddenly, the eunuchs and palace maids around him were so scared that they all knelt down and trembled. They were afraid that the emperor would vent his anger on them and beat them to death.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
The people around him whispered together. They asked the emperor to calm down. It was okay if he was not angry, but please don't vent your anger on poor people like us. We are already very miserable. Please don't bully us anymore.
The poor emperor. He was the ruler of billions of people. In fact, his anger could only scare the people around him half to death. Any official from the outside might not be scared by the emperor's anger. If you want to kill an official, you need a reason. The Ministry of Justice and the Supreme Court have to agree. You can't kill people just because you want to!
Zhu Yijun looked at the people around him who knelt down. He felt a little carefree and deep sorrow. After a while, he calmed down and sat down again. He picked up the brush.
"Stand up. Don't kneel there. It is an eyesore! I did not say that I will punish you. Why are you kneeling? "
As he spoke, Zhu Yijun used the brush to write something.
Only then did Wang De and the others dare to stand up. Then, they carefully looked at Zhu Yijun who was writing at a fast speed.
Soon, Zhu Yijun finished writing and stopped. He blew on the wet handwriting. Zhu Yijun said, "Wang De, hand this memorial to the cabinet. Ask the four cabinet ministers to come out and receive the decree. Tell them that 100,000 taels of silver should be immediately allocated to Xiao Ruxun in Myanmar. Let Xiao Ruxun send troops to attack Frangiyi.
If they can't take out the silver, the cabinet can resign. I will let the eunuchs be the chief ministers. They are more useful than them! "
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