Chapter 250 The Emperor's Mind (Part 1)

Zhu Butcher Zhu sold cannons.

Although the news had no wings, it quickly spread across the country like the wind, on both sides of the Yellow River. Anyone who cares about the current situation opened his mouth instantly after hearing it.

Crazy, this butcher must have gone crazy. What exactly is he going to do?

Although Zhu Bashiyi has never acted in line with common sense since the moment he became famous, he always made one strange move after another, whether he initially allowed the captured Mongols to redeem themselves, led troops to seize Huai'an, or even fought for the risk of being an enemy of the heroes in the world, and initiated and promoted the establishment of a Gaoyou Agreement. From a later perspective, the benefits brought were very significant. However, this time, the sale of cannons was opened, except that it could bring a large amount of money and grain to the Huai'an army, and money and grain were always an accessory of force in troubled times. If you sell all the powerful weapons in your country, it will eventually become a problem.

No, everyone can raise some for him if they lack food. They must not let the boy make a fuss. At the first time, Sesame Li and Zhao Jun, who had always had the deepest friendship with Zhu Bashiyi, used two of them to load a large amount of grain on the ship. Then, Deli's confidant rushed to Yangzhou with their own handwritten letters, and persuaded his good brothers to act cautiously.

However, after receiving the food and letters, Zhu Bashiyi's "crazy" situation not only showed any sign of decline, but instead became even worse. He first gave Suining and Suqian back to Zhao Junyong in the name of thanking for helping with the troops, and then "supported" all the counties such as Hongxian and Wuhe to Sesame Li, and recommended Mao Gui as the chief manager of Chuzhou and directly "cede" the other party from Chuzhou to Zhenzhou, almost half a fertile land on Yangzhou Road.

As a result, most of the scope controlled by the Huai'an Army shrank to the east bank of the canal. Only the two strongholds of Sishui and Tianchang were left on the west bank, as well as a small area that was narrow between the Huaihe River and the canal. The total area was nearly one-third smaller than before, and the population also decreased on a large scale.

Of course, Sesame Li and Zhao Junyong refused to take advantage of Zhu Bashiyi for nothing. They refused several times, but they really couldn't refuse. They reluctantly sent someone to take over the new territory, and loaded several large ships with food, and sent it directly to Yangzhou from the water to thank his good brother for his generosity.

Crazy, the butcher Zhu is really crazy. Not everyone is as sincere as Sesame Li and Zhao Jun. Some of the Red Turban princes who had a little distant relationship secretly cursed a few words, and then quickly transported the food and real money to Yangzhou by water and land. According to the principle of first payment and then goods, they scrambled the cannons on the largest scale. The scattered guys who had a far-reaching relationship and were even more unprofitable, while selling the money to buy cannons, secretly began to hook up with the black market merchants, preparing to buy the cannons, and immediately went out after buying them.

It’s no wonder they have a short understanding. The price of artillery on the black market is ten times higher than the current public selling price of the Huai'an army. Not everyone can withstand the temptation of 10,000 yuan in copper coins or 100 taels of gold. As for whether black market vendors will sell it to the court after buying artillery, it is not within the scope of consideration of the "heroes and heroes". Anyway, the sky is falling and there are big men to support it. Even if the court sends troops to conquer the enemy, the first choice is Xu Shouhui, Liu Futong and Zhu Butcher. They don’t care about them in a short time. If all the three families are wiped out, they will still be the bright road of recruitment. Anyway, with the territory and people in their hands, they can still be a "Hao Baili" to do it, and at least they are better than before the rebellion.

Crazy, he couldn't calm me down for a while. In the palace, the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Tuohuan Timur, had a completely different feeling, and his teeth clattered towards the increasingly fragmented map.

He did not hate Zhu Bashiyi for capturing Gaoyou and Yangzhou. In fact, when he heard the news that the Huai'an army fought Timur Buhua and Boluo Buhua's uncle and nephew on the canal, he felt relieved.

Since the moment Sesame Li rebelled in Xuzhou, the money and food from Yangzhou and Gaoyou have never been transferred to Dadu. The three uncles and nephews of King Zhen'an, King Weishun and King Xuan'rang, took advantage of the difficult roads and held all the millions of dollars in their annual income. At the same time, the three of them recruited soldiers and expanded their respective teams in the name of maintaining local public security. The total strength of Yangzhou Road alone was already as high as 70,000 to 80,000. The generals who led the troops only knew that there were King Zhennan, and they never knew that there were Tian Khan and the court on it.

But Boluo Buhua himself is the blood of the direct ancestor. He almost replaced Touhuan Timur to inherit the throne. Two years ago, the emperor, Duuhuan Timur, was frustrated by the thief who was swarming in. The Yangzhou road where Boluo Buhua was stationed was calm and invisibly put huge pressure on the center. Many of the grandson's children even discussed privately, saying that if the Empress Dowager Budshili was not fighting for power with Yan Timur, they would have been a sensation. According to the latter's idea, Boluo Buhua might not be in chaos. Perhaps the world will not be in chaos now. After all, the emperor has virtue but not virtue is the top priority for the court. A virtuous emperor will not be flooded and drought one after another. Without floods and droughts, there will not be so many refugees. Without refugees, the Red Turban Army will naturally have no source of troops, and the rebellion in the world will naturally subside, and the noble Mongolians will not be able to walk to the battlefield with their swords.

He was bullshit, talk nonsense, and far-fetched. When he thought of the support for Boluo Buhua outside, Tuohua wanted to pull out his knife to kill people. Zhu Bashiyi defeated Timuer and Boluo Buhua uncle and nephew, and destroyed the Qing army and Huang army established by Boluo Buhua. It was tantamount to pulling out the abscess on his back for him. Therefore, after the news of Yangzhou City was broken into the palace, Tuohuan Timuer was not anxious at all. He even secretly ran outside the city in the name of worshiping Buddha and rode a few horses. Until the excitement in his heart passed, he returned to the palace with a refreshing feeling.

However, the news that he was sent to the palace next made him unable to be happy. Zhu Butcher actually treated cannons as firewood and sold them everywhere. As long as it was the Red Turban Army, no matter the southern and northern factions, close and distant, as long as you can afford it, you can buy them at will. There is no limit on the quantity, and you can afford it as much as you can. This means that in the future, not only in the Henan battlefield, artillery will be used on a large scale, but in Wuhan, Anqing and other places, monk Peng and other thieves will no longer have tens of thousands of flesh and blood bodies. They will also be quickly armed and become stronger than the official army, and the days of being wiped out will be far away.

In addition, relatively weak "thieves" like Bu Wangsan and Meng Haima will become increasingly difficult to deal with. In the past, they lacked the means of attacking the toughest, and they could only walk around in shame when facing the big city guarded by officers and soldiers. Now, dozens of artillery cannons are installed outside the city, and they are bombarded day and night. Even if the strong city wall is bombarded for several months, they will have to be bombed into a sieve. At that time, Bu Wangsan and others will rush forward with the desperate, and there is no need to think about the consequences or consequences.

"Boom, boom, boom." A series of firecrackers came from afar, trembling with the buzzing and trembling in the window paper. It was the Chinese New Year, and the wealthy families in the city liked to be lively and set off firecrackers all day long. The new gunpowder that the royal family spent a huge amount of money to imitate was actually spread out at the first time, making the sound of firecrackers this year louder than ever before, making people feel upset and as big as a fight.

"Boomboo." Several more explosions came, and Tuohuan Timur's heart shivered several times, swung his arms open, and he swept all the objects on the desk to the ground. "Come here, where is Qi Xue in front of the imperial court? Are there all dead? If you don't die, just come in and check it out for me to see which one is tired of living and dare to set off firecrackers near the palace."

"The most general is here." Gui Lichi, the commander of Qiexue, agreed loudly and ran in, kneeling down to Temuer to salute him, "Your Majesty, please calm down, I will capture you."

After saying that, he immediately stood up and ran out like a gust of wind, without any delay.

"Yes." Timur nodded slightly at the back of Gui Lichi and Qiexue. These young people were all noble children, and some of them were direct heirs of the tribes on the grassland. Under his strong training, they had already shown a completely different appearance from their parents. Timur even saw the shadow of Qiexue who followed Emperor Shizu to unify the world. That was the real Mongol, brave, loyal, and resourceful. Unlike their fathers, they were not like important officials in the court, they were as fat as meat mountains, and they could not even ride horses, and they exuded the smell of rotten corpses from head to toe.

"Your Majesty, please use tea." The eunuch in charge Park Buhua led a dozen beautiful Korean palace maids in tiptoe in. While serving him milk tea, he directed the palace maids to pack up the things on the ground. "The queen just cooked it for you with her own hands. She used Yunnan bricks, and there were also old Korean ginseng inside."

"I've been drinking it out, trembling." Tuhuan Timur rolled his eyelids and interrupted with anger. "The queen's ears and eyes are so erect. She just got a little bit of fire, and she actually got the news. No, if this continues, what secrets will be left in the palace?

Just as he was thinking depressed, Pu Buhua had already put out four Korean side dishes with his hands and feet, one was pickled orange stem, one was pickled radish, one was salted soybean, and the other was salty snow, four colors, but there was no meat.

There was a salty and cold smell that immediately penetrated into Tuhuantemuer's nostrils, causing him to sneeze suddenly, and then he felt a sense of comfort all over his body.

Indeed, Queen Qi's hand has been stretched a little long recently and has promoted her fellow Koreans, but that is all within her purview. If she were to be another woman, she would definitely do it more blatantly, and the people she promoted were also very honest and capable, just like the four Korean side dishes in front of her, which looked simple and unpretentious, but they could clear away heat and remove fire. They are most suitable for eating in the middle of winter. Because she knows how cold and hot I am, I don't have to worry too much.

As the saying goes, a young couple has a lifetime of love. Even if young couples live in poverty and are wandering every day, as long as they support each other to survive the most difficult time, what they leave is precious memories, from the peddlers to the royal nobles, this is true, and Tuohuan Timur is no exception.

When he was young, he was exiled to Goryeo, and only Qishi was with him. Although he was not without food and clothing, he was executed as a biological mother. He could not see any "waste" with investment prospects, nor could he receive any special care from local officials. Therefore, most of the time, he ate a few pickles. The young Qishi always pickled simple vegetables into various patterns. Although the taste was similar, at least the color was pleasing to the eye. So until now, when he saw the side dishes in the fall and out, all kinds of warm memories poured into Tuhuan Timur's mind, making him temporarily forget the power struggle inside and outside the palace, and every blood vessel in his body was filled with warmth.

However, this warm feeling was destined to be unable to last long. After grabbing the chopsticks and ate a few small bites, a messy footsteps came from outside the door. Then, Qiexue commander Gui Lichi, led the Secretary Pingzhang Zhengshi Yue Kuochaer, hurried in, first saluting Tuhuantemuer, and then reported loudly, "Your Majesty, the general of the country met Lord Pingzhang as soon as he arrived at the door. He said that what he had set off was not firecrackers, but a magic weapon brought from the red scarf thief."

"A magic weapon." Tuohuan Timur's brow raised quickly, his eyes full of disbelief, "You mean, you mean, you bought it, you bought it from the Red Turban Army, and the Red Turban Army."

"I am lucky to have fulfilled my mission." Yue Kuocha'er gave another tribute and nodded proudly. "I sent a dead soldier to dress up as a vendor and bought four doors from the Red Turban thief at a high price. I just tried shooting on the shore of the Sorghum River, for fear of disturbing Your Majesty, so I went to the palace to report good news to Your Majesty."

"It was obvious that I fired a few shots first to show off my achievements, and then I went into the palace to sell my mouth." Tuhuantemuer glared at Yue Kuocha'er with disdain and shrugged slightly.

"I am aware of the crime, please punish your Majesty." Yue Kuocha'er's little trick was exposed, and her face immediately looked as embarrassed as a persimmon in winter. She took a few steps back and knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Get out of here, I will not care about you because of your loyalty." Tuohuan Timur walked forward, kicked Yuekuocha'er gently, and ordered him to stand up on his own.

Although Ping Zhang is not very capable of political affairs, he at least has no scheming. Even if he occasionally acts cleverly, he can quickly see through it. Therefore, the king and his subjects get along very happily, and they are not like some people. They obviously make the government a mess, but they always pretend to be profound, as if others are fools.

Thinking of some people's self-righteous behavior, the smile on Tuhuan Timur's face became a little colder, "Which cannon you bought is better than the cannons made by Lord Youcheng?"
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