Chapter 167

How is it because of me again?

Isn't it just that I went to the grasslands and chopped a few more people?

Su Qiao himself respected Zhu Yuanzhang.

Especially the mere fact that the "Sanbei Shanhe Strategic Map" alone was enough to prove how grand and vicious Zhu Yuanzhang's strategic vision was.

Since they all left "intact corpses"

Su Qiao couldn't be bothered to hide it, no longer stingy with saying a bit more, and immediately cupped his hands and said

"Your Majesty, this question is obvious. Whether it's the Yan King or the Grandson who succeeds."

"Both will definitely choose to reduce the feudal princes' power."

"It's just a difference in methods, that's all."

"Moreover, the Yan King's method of reducing the princes' power will surely be far gentler than the Grandson's."

"So before the Yan King's Highness, there is only one path."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned tightly, stared fixedly at Su Qiao and asked

"Which path?"

"Move the fief into the interior!"

"Leave the princely guards stationed at the frontier!"

"This way, though it lacks the name of reducing the princes' power, it achieves the substance!"

"The Yan King can even earn a fine reputation for caring for his brothers!"

Any tiger tallies or command arrows, the various feudal princes can all take with them.

As long as your Wang Fu and guards are no longer in the same place.

Even if the guards aren't reduced, it's no different from being reduced.

Separated by thousands of li, surely you can't command troops across the void?

In history, Zhu Di indeed did exactly this, never once mentioning military power.

Moving the fief was also just one sentence.

Now that our brother is Emperor, the younger brothers can come back to the interior and enjoy some blessings!

And those younger brothers with any sense would take the initiative to say things like, from now on we're far away, so we won't command troops, and so on.

Zhu Di went along with it.

If they had no sense.

Even if they had no sense, there was nothing to be done.

Anyway, your Daning Regional Military Commissioner's tiger tallies and seals can't move troops in Nanchang, but the court's Ministry of War can move your Doyan Three Guards.

Su Qiao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly and said

"If it were only this, it would still be fine, but does Your Majesty know where the real pain lies?"

"At the frontier!"

"Especially the newly built cities at the frontier! Such as the Dongsheng Guard, such as Daning City! Our Great Ming had barely gained a foothold at this frontier. If the fiefs are hastily withdrawn, the remaining Sizhen beyond the Nine Borders will surely be handed over to the various tribes of the grasslands!"

Hearing this.

Zhu Yuanzhang's blood pressure had already shot up.

He finally understood why Zhu Youjian kept saying "Nine Borders" this and "Nine Borders" that.

We clearly enfeoffed thirteen frontier kings.

By any count it should be thirteen borders.

How did it become Nine Borders by the Chongzhen reign!

Old Zhu used to think it was because Great Ming's national strength gradually declined later on, and they had no choice but to abandon those four towns.

Turns out Zhu Di just threw those four towns away?

Saying this, Su Qiao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, slightly cupped his hands and said

"This minister has finished speaking. Your Majesty may kill me now."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Su Qiao, his expression somewhere between a smile and not, and nodded.

"Fine, good, we'll kill, we'll kill! Someone, drag Su Qiao down for us, grant him poisoned wine, white silk, and a short blade!"

"Thank Your Maj… huh?!"

Looking at the few items before him.

Su Qiao suddenly realized something was off.

Poisoned wine, white silk, short blade.

It is true this leaves an intact corpse.

But does this count as you, Old Zhu, killing me, or me killing myself?

Even the Time-Space Management Bureau didn't make this clear to me.

What if this suicide doesn't count?!

Thinking of this.

A cold sweat immediately broke out on Su Qiao's forehead.

What if I died for nothing.

That would be a huge loss for me!

"No, Your Majesty, this minister doesn't want an intact corpse anymore, this minister…"

"You say you want it, you want it; you say you don't, you don't? Get lost!"

Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang paid Su Qiao no more attention.

He turned his head and kicked Zhu Di in the body.

"Look at the mess you've made!"

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Then Old Zhu swept his sleeve and left.

Leaving the soldiers and horses scattered everywhere standing there in a daze.

Jiang Huan walked up to Su Qiao carrying white silk, poisoned wine, and a short blade.

He sighed somewhat wistfully and said,

"My Lord Su, go home. Our protocol has a rule: generally, you are to depart this life at home."

The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at Jiang Huan and asked,

"Then, then whose life is this of mine? Does it count as Your Majesty's, or as my own suicide?"

Jiang Huan smiled helplessly and said,

"My Lord Su, you are joking. Of course it counts as suicide."

"To be honest, this protocol has only ever been granted to an Imperial Son-in-Law or a Princess Consort in this dynasty. If it counted as Your Majesty's doing, wouldn't that mean Your Majesty both killed a son-in-law and a daughter-in-law?"

"These items are at most Your Majesty's advice to you... to depart with dignity."

Su Qiao looked at Jiang Huan with a mournful face.

"Then, then what if I don't take the advice?"

Jiang Huan forced a smile onto his face that looked uglier than crying.

"What do you think?"

Having said that, Jiang Huan waved his hand and immediately ordered,

"Go find a sedan chair for My Lord Su and escort My Lord Su back to his residence!"

"Yes!"

Soon, four members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard carried a small sedan chair to Su Qiao's presence.

Su Qiao was thus pulled by Jiang Huan into the sedan chair.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhu Yuanzhang, his hair standing on end in fury, opened the chat group.

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