"I heard it. I'll ask the book and newspaper bureau to open a column later to publicize Brother Chi's story of confronting the enemy chieftain and killing the enemy with his own hands."

"You!" Zhu Shangbing's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and then spat unluckily.

Reckless man!

They are all fools!

In order to prevent himself from becoming a reckless man, Zhu Shangbing made a wise choice to leave the large army with a group of troops and run to the front, euphemistically known as clearing the way for the army.

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"The war in the southwest will probably not be too intense. After all, the imperial court's military strength has been strong in the past two years, and everyone in the world can see clearly.

In my opinion, it is imperative for my family to abolish the chieftain system in the southwest. But how to do it can still be weighed and considered."

The Chinese army camp outside Dayong City.

King Chu Zhu Zhen moved a chair and sat beside the bed, explaining to the old man lying on his side on the bed.

Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes slightly, seeming to be thinking about the situation in the southwest. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "You tell me, I'll listen."

Zhu Zhen nodded and continued: "In the final analysis, these people below just want to gain some benefits. If they really sacrifice the lives of their entire family and fight against the imperial court to rebel, not necessarily everyone will do it.

willing.

This time Brother Xiu took people to Yongshun. Erchen and Brother Xiu had the same idea, to wipe out the Peng family in Yongshun to intimidate other chieftains in the southwest.

After the Peng family in Yongshun is settled, the imperial court can issue another decree to move these chieftains in the southwest to serve as officials elsewhere, or directly call them into the capital and put them in any yamen to do leisure work."

Zhu Yuanzhang was probably sleepy. After a long time, he nodded and said: "It's okay. Less killing can be regarded as accumulating some virtue. But how to arrange the chieftains in the southwest must be done carefully... The lack of officials in the imperial court is like a carrot.

Pitfalls...we can't have as many redundant officials as there were in the previous Song Dynasty."

Zhu Zhen's eyes showed deep thought, and after a while he spoke again.

"But the Yingzhou Four Roads can be resettled. There is already a lot of waste there. Sending the Southwest Chieftain there will also make them useful, and will not let them stay in the Central Plains, so as not to cause any trouble in the future.

Disaster is coming."

Zhu Zhen's thoughts gradually unfolded, and his voice became calmer: "If this arrangement is feasible, for example, in the New World, or even in the subsequent imperialist expedition to the Western Regions, the same principle can be used to allow these chieftains to lead people there.

Whether it was the New World or the Western Regions, these chieftains would be rootless duckweeds after they left, and they could only completely rely on the imperial court.

And if they want to achieve something, they can only be loyal to the court and rely on the power of the court to work hard."

A long time ago, Zhu Yunxi said that no one in the Ming clan during the Hongwu Dynasty was a loser.

In the camp, Zhu Zhen was talking with great joy.

He didn't want to use this to make the old man take a fancy to his talents and then transfer him to the sky.

He did this entirely because no one in the imperial court, inside or outside the clan, really wanted to see the chieftains in the southwest doing the things of the local emperors all day long, relying on their historical origins and the dangerous terrain of the southwest.

Just gradually.

Zhu Zhen realized something was wrong.

The old man has not spoken for a long time.

He raised his head and looked at the old man lying on his side on the bed with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"father?"

Zhu Zhen called in a low voice, but there was no movement.

At this moment, Zhu Zhen suddenly panicked.

"father!"

"Are you asleep?"

Zhu Zhen raised his voice, but still saw no response from the old man.

By this time, Zhu Zhen was trembling slightly, and his breathing was completely disrupted.

He nervously and slowly raised his trembling arms and put his hands under the old man's nose.

"There's still energy! There's still energy!"

Realizing that the old man was fine, Zhu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but still put the back of his hand on the old man's forehead with some worry.

Swish.

Zhu Zhen stood up abruptly.

The old man is having a fever!

In an instant, Zhu Zhen was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

He immediately turned around and looked outside the tent: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly! Call all the doctors from the Imperial Hospital to come over!"

"Hurry up and send a message to Yongshun, and call the grandson and the two princes to come back. The army in front is under the command of Puding Marquis Chen Huan!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhen immediately turned around, his whole body tensed, and slowly laid the drowsy old man down on the bed.

Outside.

With the loud shouting of Chu King Zhu Zhen, there was complete chaos.

If there hadn't been any movement outside the camp, I'm afraid the soldiers in the camp would have thought that the natives from the mountains were attacking us.

A famous general rushed from everywhere outside the Chinese army's tent.

The accompanying imperial doctors rushed into the tent one after another carrying medicine boxes.

There were also officers and soldiers riding war horses. Starting from the camp, they rushed out of the camp desperately and set off in the direction of Yongshun.

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Chapter completed!