The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 32 Zhu Xiong Ying is actually so 'benevolent'?
Yu Huatian accepted the memorial indifferently and then placed it on Zhu Xiong Ying's desk.
Upon opening it, Zhu Xiong Ying almost burst out laughing.

"The remnants of the Northern Yuan are utterly laughable!"

Zhu Xiong Ying waved his hand, signaling Yu Hua Tian to pass the memorial to the three dukes and one minister.

"This"

When Li Shanchang saw the contents of the memorial, his expression instantly turned strange.

The memorial was written by the remnants of the Northern Yuan, led by Tetar, the nephew of Emperor Shun of Yuan (a title given by Ming Dynasty historians who believed that the Ming army's lack of resistance when attacking Dadu was in accordance with the will of Heaven). They requested the Ming Dynasty to provide them with additional silver subsidies to support their lives.

"When my grandfather entered Dadu, Borjigin Toghon Temür (Emperor Shun of Yuan) obeyed the will of Heaven and did not resist. In order to appease the people, my grandfather did not massacre these remnants of the Northern Yuan. Instead, he let them settle down in Yingtian Prefecture and gave them protection."

"Now, they actually say they are thinking of their relatives and hometown, and that they are suffering from war and chaos, and that only wine and meat can comfort them, and request an additional amount of silver?"

"That's a refreshing and unconventional reason!"

Zhu Xiong Ying smiled happily, but her eyes were a little cold.

Everyone had strange expressions.

That's the gist of the matter, but Your Highness, the Crown Prince, your interpretation is a bit off.

When the Ming army entered Dadu, Emperor Hongwu continued to send troops north to drive out the Northern Yuan forces. Those Northern Yuan remnants who were unable to escape or who coveted the luxury of the Central Plains remained in Yingtian Prefecture.

His Majesty the Hongwu Emperor's approach to these people was to keep them under his care and keep an eye on them. This "keeping an eye on them" wasn't protection; it was outright surveillance!

"Your Highness, such an impolite request should be rejected."

Lan Yu said something nonchalantly.

Unexpectedly, after he said that, everyone's eyes immediately turned a little strange.

To be honest, it's really hard to refute.

Because the Ming Dynasty was founded on the foundation of the tyrannical Yuan Dynasty.

Treating the people of the previous dynasty well is a key aspect of demonstrating the benevolence of the Ming Dynasty.

The Confucian principle of "repaying evil with kindness" has become a shield for these remnants of the Northern Yuan to save their lives.

Zhu Xiong Ying didn't say anything, but just looked at Hu Wei Yong with a smile.

This scoundrel is truly treacherous.

"Your Highness, in my opinion, it's just a matter of allocating more silver; there are only two possible solutions to this problem."

"Firstly, we will report to His Majesty Hongwu, and His Majesty will make a decision."

"Secondly, by allocating a small portion, His Highness's reputation for benevolence and virtue in overseeing the country will be further enhanced."

Li Shanchang hesitated for a moment before offering his advice.

He had given these words careful consideration.

Let His Majesty the Emperor decide; that would be the safest course of action.

The best course of action would be to have His Highness the Crown Prince allocate some silver.

While seemingly praising Zhu Xiong Ying's 'benevolence and virtue,' Li Shanchang actually wanted to use this incident to send a signal to the court officials that Zhu Xiong Ying was not sensitive to the affairs of the previous dynasty.

At the same time, it would be good to suppress Zhu Xiong Ying's sharp arrogance a little!
At this moment, the master and disciple were filled with longing for each other.

Zhu Xiong Ying's smile slowly faded. Ignoring Li Shan Chang's advice, he looked at Yang Si Yi, the Minister of Revenue, and asked, "Minister Yang, how much funding has been allocated to the remnants of the Northern Yuan over the years?"

"Also, if we need to increase the funding, how much would be required?"

Upon hearing this question, Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong exchanged a glance, then their expressions turned calm.

It seems that the Crown Prince has given in.

indeed,

This involves the remnants of the Northern Yuan dynasty, which concerns the previous dynasty and is not something that a mere Yang Xian can compare to. Moreover, this is a matter of a much broader direction.

How Zhu Xiong Ying treats these remnants of the Northern Yuan is something all the officials who once served in the Northern Yuan court are watching closely!
Yang Siyi's face was grim as he slowly said, "Your Highness, the annual allocation, not counting housing and servants, costs fifty thousand taels of silver."

"As for increasing the funding, five thousand taels is probably not enough."

The fact that the Minister of Revenue allocated an additional 10% of the funds clearly demonstrates just how stingy he was with things he "didn't care about".

Five thousand taels!

How many people can live a peaceful and stable life for a whole year?

The disaster victims in Shanxi were still crying in the cold wind, and the Ming soldiers guarding the northern border were not yet fully armed. Yang Siyi's heart was bleeding as he had to scrape together money to give to these remnants of the Northern Yuan who only knew how to eat.
Thinking of this, Yang Siyi couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at Zhu Xiong Ying.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

Although she is old, she really looks like a young wife.

Xu Da gritted his teeth slightly and clenched his fists.

If it weren't for Wang Baobao, who completely wiped out the remaining Northern Yuan army, the Ming Dynasty wouldn't have had to support these useless people.

Despite the great victory, Xu Da failed to annihilate the entire Northern Yuan army. He truly regretted not being the god of war, Bai Qi!
Seeing this situation, Hu Weiyong's eyes darted around, and he coughed lightly:
"Your Highness."

Though his voice was soft, he was thinking a great deal.

"Five thousand taels, I'll just use that to buy a reputation."

With this one sentence, Hu Weiyong wanted to bully Zhu Xiong Ying because of his young age, and he was certain that this grandson of the crown prince, born in the palace, was unaware of the hardships of the world.

Five thousand taels is not much.
But this is just opening a door.

Once this door is opened, the Crown Prince's stance in court will no longer be so firm.

After all, what kind of behavior is it to treat the remnants of the previous dynasty with 'gentle breeze' while 'scornful' the officials of the current dynasty?

This reveals the sinister nature of Hu Weiyong's intentions.

however,
Zhu Xiong Ying raised an eyebrow at Hu Weiyong's "well-intentioned advice" and said in an annoyed tone:

Why are you still standing here?

Upon hearing this, Hu Weiyong was instantly embarrassed.

Does this mean, "Just present it, who cares about your status or position? Do you think you have the right to discuss this?"

Zhu Xiong Ying was a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, holding the rank of Second Rank. He was a key minister in the court, but in Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes, he was just a low-ranking official reviewing memorials at a small table by the door.

"It is I who have made a mistake."

Hu Weiyong quickly retreated, his eyes filled with hatred.

The main problem is... he's not really qualified right now.

The three dukes are naturally beyond question, and even Yang Siyi, the Minister of Revenue, is a proper second-rank official. He, the Vice Chancellor, is half a rank lower!

Yang Siyi took a deep breath, his lips trembling slightly, but he couldn't bring himself to say, "Your Highness, please grant my request."

It's not that I'm unwilling to waste the money, it's just that I can't bear to see this Crown Prince bow his head.

Li Shanchang remained expressionless, simply sitting in his seat, as if the matter was no longer his concern after offering his advice.

Zhu Xiong Ying's lips curled slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes:
"Our Great Ming Dynasty has always been benevolent and virtuous."

"Since they say they miss their loved ones, here's five thousand taels..."

"Give it!"

The last two words were as cold as icy ice.

(End of this chapter)