Emperor Wanli was very worried. He had forgotten how long he hadn't felt this way.

I don't know why, poverty surrounds me.

And he had a feeling that poverty would accompany him for a long time in the future.

"Zhu Yiliu and Shili, do you two know why there are always foolish monarchs in this world? I know."

On the way to Tsinghua Park, the emperor said to the two younger brothers on the horse's back: "Because it's too expensive to be a wise king!"

How much does Emperor Daojun spend on refining a elixir? How much does Emperor Wuzong spend on refining a elixir? How much does Emperor Xianzong spend on taming wild animals? How much does Emperor Xuanzong spend on teasing a cricket? How much does Emperor Renzong spend on refining a little food?

How much does it cost to build a school to popularize education for the people of the world? How much does it cost to build a railway to facilitate border transportation?

It is not enough to spend all the money that our ancestors have been addicted to their personal hobbies for several lifetimes.

"If I were tight, I really wanted to get all the generals who asked the court to fight and go out and let me go... I salute."

Wanli rode a tall horse and walked and waved, wearing a helmet and armor, walking through the streets and alleys under the guards of the Imperial Guard, attracting the people in the capital to watch from afar. Of course, such opportunities are not available every day. Most of the time, the Imperial Guards were driven aside by the Imperial Guards before they could even secretly take a look at the emperor.

If you want to see it again, you will only have various flags from beginning to end.

He was very comfortable, but after suffering, the two little brothers who followed behind the butt all day long. These two little guys were twelve and thirteen. If the emperor didn't sit in the sedan chair, they would naturally have to ride a horse. The two little radish sat on the back of a tall mixed-blood horse and could not reach the stirrups. They were frightened all the way.

"Your Majesty, I am here!"

When the cautious Butashili heard the emperor call him and quickly replied, Wanli said in front: "Don't think too much. What I mean is to let the generals of various tribes go out to the front and kill all those who may not obey you in the future, not to let them attack Tumochuan."

Butashiri didn't really think much about it.

He was born in the Jin Dynasty and had not had a complete understanding of Mongolia. Now he has been living in the Ming Dynasty for so long, and he has been wearing hair scarves. He always sees the map of the military office, especially when he is surrounded by an emperor who keeps talking about the same customs as the seven seas and eight deserts... Guess what he thinks when he mentions Mongolia?

"You said your elder brother is the same. The state dynasty has prepared the state funeral of the princes and princes for King Shunyi. I have sent a message to him long ago. If he doesn't come, he won't go to Guihua City or Beijing City. He will take his troops eastward. What good things are there in the east?"

"Big brother?"

Butashili had no good impression of the eldest son of his family. He was nearly fifty years apart from Qiqingha. In this era, there was basically a generation gap of two or three generations. Moreover, as Huangtaiji Qiqingha, he had long had his own tribe and had no time to take him to play with. The impression of his elder brother in his mind was that his family would come back every New Year.

To be honest, it’s better to get close to Wanli.

"There is a khan house of Tumen's khan in the east, which is very far away to the east."

"Your brother is going to find Tumen and sweat? Tuman is gone. I really don't know what he thinks. Tuman is so weak that he is not your Tumochuan opponent. If you really fight, Shunyi will beat three of them."

Butashili was a little scared when he heard the emperor's words and said cowardly: "Your Majesty, Da Khan is the biggest Khan. No one can attack Da Khan, but he must respect Da Khan."

"That was before, your father didn't take Tuman seriously. One of the conditions for surrendering to the Ming Dynasty was to let the Ming Dynasty trade with Tumochuan and not pay attention to Chahar's Khan." Speaking of this, Wanli said happily: "Now you don't have to worry like this anymore. Chahar, it's gone in my hands."

"I will build two railways first, from Tianjin to Wulianghai, from Xuanfu to Tumochuan." As he said that, Wanli spread his reins and spread his arms on the horse's back: "In the future, these two railways will be repaired, and then connect Wulianghai and Guihua City outside the border, or further north of Guihua City."

"That should be when you were enthroned by King Shunyi. All the troops and food, food and supplies will be transported there. The Great Qinglong is full of fortresses. Every spring, the troops will go out to explore the north and attack the Wala to the west...Oh!"

Just talking, his hands were still swaying from side to side. If the emperor was accidentally pushed down, he smiled steadily, clenched the reins and turned to Butashi and said, "I am behind you, and I will be able to transfer bird guns and cannon teams for you, and no one of them can beat you."

Wanli said so excitedly that he waved his hand excitedly: "If your elder brother doesn't come, I will directly enthrone you as the King of Shunyi and let him drink the northwest wind. However, you are too young, let your mother manage the government in Guihua City for the time being and go back to take charge in a few years."

Although he was excited, Butashili was not excited at all. He sighed, and he was willing to defend himself but did not dare. Thanks to Xiao Lu Wang, he asked him a few words on the back of the horse, and then he opened his mouth to tell the news: "Brother, Brother Shili said that he does not want to fight with others and wants the people to live and work in Bansheng!"

Live and work in peace?

Wanli almost fell off his horse. You are not like a serious Mongolian who thinks about doing business all day long. When you go further, you plan to live and work in peace?

"The people of Bansheng, like the people of the Ming Dynasty, were very happy to cultivate fields and raise horses and raise themselves. I want the herdsmen of Tumochuan to do the same, not to fight and rob others."

This is the direction that Wanli never thought of. He felt that... his empire was not yet at the time to be happy, and his people were only nine acres of land per capita. The county counted the wealth of the people last year, and the last average annual income per household was less than 100 taels of silver.

It's true that his statistics are very effective, making the originally inaccurate data look accurate.

Because we are not afraid of thieves, we are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Everyone will conceal some of the statistics of property; but relatively speaking, more people also conceal the population in order to avoid paying taxes or county officials to collect less taxes; this way, it will be balanced.

Emperor Wanli judged others by himself and did not even have money. What kind of fun is he talking about?

It was probably the war that had been experienced since childhood that brought the emperor an illusion that he believed that all wars were profitable transactions.

In this way, a vast land was built for the people, and the empire would eat it from top to bottom, and increase the average land to fifty acres, which would be called happiness.

But he felt that Butashiri was right. As he was about to walk to Tsinghua Park, he saw a large group of people waiting at the door for a long time, so he simply nodded and said to Butashiri: "What you said makes sense. Since that's the case, I'll let you send less troops at that time. Let's all send elite soldiers out... Well, let me see."

At the entrance of Tsinghua Park, amid the continuous "Welcome to Your Majesty", Emperor Wanli narrowed his eyes and swept through everyone one by one: "Who is Ding Shiqing?"
Chapter completed!