Chapter 633: Everyone Thought He Was Doomed—Yet He Was Even More Unworthy

Zhu Zhu Yijun summoned the Five Ministries and even called the three National Dukes, who had long since been reduced to ceremonial duties, to the Zhao Wenhua Palace to deliberate on the withdrawal of the Marquis of Qian from the Taungoo capital precisely because a similar incident had occurred in history: Feng Sheng abandoned territory.

In the fifth year of Emperor Hongwu, Zhu Zhu Yuanzhang dispatched Xu Da as commander of the central army, Li Duke Wen Zhong as commander of the eastern army, and Feng Sheng as commander of the western army, advancing on three fronts to attack the Yuan court, which was barely clinging to life in the steppe of Horlin; this campaign aimed to finish the job in one stroke and eradicate the Northern Yuan court entirely.

Feng Sheng achieved successive victories on the western front, where the fierce general Fu Fu Youde won seven battles in a row, reclaiming the Hexi Corridor, lost since the mid-Tang dynasty, and after crossing the Jiayu Pass, continued to win battles, capturing the Northern Yuan's Grand Tutor Su Na'erjia, the Pacification Commissioner Zhen Guan Zhu, seizing the Northern Yuan's Prince of Qi, and seizing over twenty thousand head of livestock; just as Feng Sheng's forces were poised to push further west, news arrived that Xu Da had been defeated and Li Duke Wen Zhong had returned without accomplishment.

Feng Sheng had no choice but to withdraw; the Western Regions were within reach, yet now seemed as distant as the ends of the earth.

From that moment on, the Ming army never again set foot in the Western Regions.

Feng Sheng abandoned the territory because the central army had been defeated, meaning the strategic objectives of the Lingbei Campaign launched in the fifth year of Emperor Hongwu could no longer be achieved; Feng Sheng had to retreat, yet he was condemned for abandoning the Western Regions for over two hundred years.

Now, the Marquis of Qian, Mu Mu Changzuo, has also chosen to withdraw from the Taungoo capital, and he may well become Feng Sheng's second, condemned for centuries.

Zhu Zhu Yijun placed great importance on this matter, hence his massive mobilization; at least for now, the court must reach consensus and clearly define the nature of this event, granting the front lines time and opportunity to continue their offensive, shielding them from the influence of domestic public opinion and preventing rash strategic decisions.

The Taungoo capital, once breached, can be breached again, and again, five times, ten times—until the Taungoo's will to resist is utterly crushed and it is fully sinicized as a Yunnan Commandery.

"Could the front be deliberately sustaining the enemy to strengthen its own position? This is also a concern the court must address," said Zhang Zhang Xueyan, a native of Liaodong; his skepticism stood out sharply amid the chorus of victory, but someone had to speak the truth.

Deliberately sustaining the enemy means dragging the Ming into the quagmire of war; once trapped, the Ming will pay an exorbitant price for the campaign against Taungoo.

Sustaining the enemy means pouring more grain and pay into the theater of war; due to the war, grain prices will surge rapidly, and the original pay silver will no longer buy sufficient grain, forcing the court to increase military pay, channeling more silver into the theater—less rice, more silver, driving rice prices higher.

Insufficient military pay, skyrocketing grain prices, inadequate rations—Ming soldiers' morale and combat effectiveness begin to decline; previously insignificant rebels can now match the Ming army blow for blow; the war grows tense, requiring more troops to be dispatched, ultimately swelling the number of soldiers in the theater, creating a situation of too few grains and too many men, causing rice prices to soar further.

More soldiers in the theater, soaring grain prices, greater need for food, drastically increasing the burden of transporting supplies to the theater, heavy fiscal strain on the court, forcing nationwide levies, the people suffering unbearably, the people rising in rebellion, production further destroyed, grain output declining, yet more troops and more grain are needed to suppress the rebellion, ultimately leading to the systemic, structural collapse of the Ming dynasty.

To prevent this vicious cycle, there is another solution: cut losses promptly and negotiate peace; but the Emperor Longqing peace talks, led by Gao Gong, Zhang Zhang Juzheng, Wang Wang Chonggu, and Yang Bo, were still denounced by censors during the Emperor Chongzhen era, who blamed these court sycophants for negotiating with Altan Khan, causing the steppe people to look down on the Ming and allowing the barbarians and eastern pirates to grow strong.

Peace negotiations were an extremely delicate matter in the Ming.

"What the Junior Minister says is not alarmist," Wang Wang Chonggu stated clearly: "Because it has already happened."

Wang Wang Chonggu stood up to defend Zhang Zhang Xueyan because he spoke from fact; was his own experience not enough of a lesson?

The Jin Party's vast network and lawlessness were forged over a twenty-five-year war, a grueling, drawn-out conflict with Altan Khan.

If the southwestern campaign becomes as chaotic as the war against Altan Khan, it will inevitably repeat the same mistakes.

The Marquis of Qian's decision was militarily sound; Qi Qi Jiguang gave high praise for this withdrawal and proposed the furnace tactic, which had already breached the Taungoo capital; the fragmented southwest would now descend into a chaotic crucible of warfare, and when the Ming then acted to relieve the people from suffering and punish the guilty, it would be the most righteous of wars.

But politically, the Marquis of Qian's decision was extremely disadvantageous.

"Your Majesty, such a possibility does exist; after all, Yunnan is remote and mountainous, and such incidents have occurred before," Qi Qi Jiguang affirmed the Junior Minister's claim: sustaining the enemy could indeed happen, and it is closely tied to the Ministry of Revenue.

In Yunnan itself, a similar case of sustaining the enemy had occurred during the During Zhengtong era: Minister of War Wang Ji launched three campaigns against Luchuan, shifting grain across half the empire, and ended up with nothing but chaos.

Qi Qi Jiguang's expression was complex: "But Your Majesty, sustaining the enemy requires the enemy to be worthy of sustaining; everyone doubts Mang Mang Yingli, yet Mang Mang Yingli himself is utterly unworthy."

Qi Qi Jiguang pointed out a necessary precondition for sustaining the enemy: the rebels must pose a real threat to the Ming; but Mang Mang Yingli's capital had fallen to a newly tested Ming tactic—this rebel force was far too weak.

If the enemy is too weak to sustain, then sustaining the enemy becomes impossible.

"That is indeed a fact we must acknowledge: Mang Mang Yingli, who collapses at the first blow, is clearly far too feeble," Zhang Zhang Xueyan said, stunned, then nodded in agreement with Qi Qi Jiguang.

This is why having someone in court who speaks well matters; Qi Qi Jiguang needed only a few words to dispel the court's doubts about the front; in the past, Qi Qi Jiguang had risen step by step under Zhang Zhang Juzheng's protection.

"Master taught me: do not employ those you doubt, and once employed, do not doubt them; the Marquis of Qian has just won a great victory, advancing on four fronts and breaching the Taungoo capital; in both action and attitude, there is no hint of sustaining the enemy; since the event has not yet occurred, there is no need for excessive worry—if it does occur, we can deal with it then," Zhu Zhu Yijun delivered the final decision on this matter: observe further.

Just as Li Li Chengliang is still fully engaged in expanding territory and fighting bandits in Liaodong, do not suspect him.

"Your Majesty, the Shah's envoy has submitted a series of reports: the five-masted ocean-going ships we sold to the Mughals have been burned," Ceng Ceng Shengwu reported during the military meeting, presenting the Shah's memorial.

The Shah's memorial should have been presented by the Director of the Grand Honglu Temple, Gao Zhu Qiyu; it was submitted by the Ministry of War because the matter involved the five-masted ocean-going ships sold by the Ming.

"They were perfectly fine when I sold them to him; Akbar burned them himself—does he expect me to refund him? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhu Zhu Yijun waved his hand; refunding was out of the question—did he think the Ming should pay for his own damage? Is there no justice? Is there no law?!

"Not at all; he mainly wants to buy more ships," Ceng Ceng Shengwu wiped sweat from his brow, bewildered by the emperor's sudden leap in logic—why did he think of a refund? The ship was destroyed, so it needed replacement; how did Akbar even dare to imagine a refund?

"Buy ships? That's acceptable," Zhu Zhu Yijun retracted his sleeve and examined the memorial.

The Mughal Emperor Akbar had minor disputes with the Portuguese governor of Diu and frequently clashed at sea; previously, lacking ships, he could only endure humiliation; now, with ships, men, cannons, and gunpowder, he had engaged in a cordial exchange with the Diu governor.

Emperor Akbar achieved a great victory, but ships require maintenance: minor repairs annually, major repairs every three years; the Ming offered after-sales service: annual maintenance cost three thousand taels of silver, major repairs no more than ten thousand taels.

The fire occurred because the Mughals performed their own maintenance and mishandled it.

Akbar did not seek to break free from the Ming or build five-masted ships himself; driven by military necessity, despite repeated victories, his ships were damaged, so he established a shipyard for repairs.

That repair effort went awry: improper operation caused the five-masted ocean-going ships to catch fire.

"Wait, what? My five-masted ocean-going ships have never burned before—he burned four in a row?!" Zhu Zhu Yijun stared at the memorial in shock.

Wooden ships burning was normal, but the problem was he burned four; the Ming had deployed fifty-five five-masted ocean-going ships across the five maritime customs offices, and for nearly a decade, although fires had occurred, none had been completely destroyed.

"The Shah's envoy expressed shame," Ceng Ceng Shengwu spread his hands; the five-masted ocean-going ships were not destroyed in combat with the Portuguese, but burned during maintenance—when the Diu governor learned of this, he could have laughed in his dreams.

Such a potent weapon reduced to this—when Shah Buyamati raised the matter with the Grand Honglu Temple, he was deeply embarrassed.

"Is there a traitor? The Portuguese governor, unable to win at sea, sought to bribe shipyard workers to set the ships ablaze?" Zhu Zhu Yijun frowned.

This was entirely plausible; the Ming had experienced such incidents before; low-cost enemy espionage must be vigilantly guarded against, and the Red Barbarians and Golden Barbarians excelled at such tactics.

"There is such a possibility, but the Shah's memorial states it was simply improper operation," Ceng Ceng Shengwu acknowledged the emperor's suspicion, yet since Buyamati claimed it was improper operation, it would be treated as such.

"Akbar wants to buy five ships; additionally, he hopes the Ming will dispatch craftsmen to jointly establish a shipyard with the Mughals. Buying ships is acceptable; dispatching craftsmen to build a shipyard is out of the question," Zhu Zhu Yijun annotated the memorial; the Ming's shipwrights were already insufficient—how could they spare any to aid the Mughals?

Akbar did not make excessive demands; he proposed leasing a port to the Ming, exclusively for shipyard construction.

Zhu Zhu Yijun very much wanted to agree, but the Ming's shipwright corps was still too small; the Ming shipyards were still in rapid expansion, with apprentices vastly outnumbering skilled craftsmen, so they could only wait.

"We humbly obey Your Majesty's decree," Zhang Zhang Juzheng led the court ministers in compliance.

"General Qi and Master, remain; the rest may withdraw," Zhu Zhu Yijun retained only Qi Qi Jiguang and Zhang Zhang Juzheng, clearly to discuss urgent matters.

Zhu Zhu Yijun had closely monitored the southwestern campaign; the war had progressed more smoothly than he had anticipated—aside from initial setbacks, it had since been a crushing victory.

But the Qing-Burmese War, from the twenty-seventh to the thirty-fourth year of Emperor Qianlong, lasted nearly eight years; during those eight years, the Qing launched four offensives, the first three ending in failure, the fourth abandoned due to torrential rains and the commander Fu Heng's incapacitating illness, ending in a truce.

The prolonged war claimed the lives of Yunnan-Guizhou Viceroy Liu Zao, who committed suicide; Viceroy Yang Yang Yingju, who was ordered to commit suicide; Commander Ming Rui, who died by his own hand after severe wounds; and Commander Fu Heng, who succumbed to malaria.

None of these four large-scale offensives could be called victories; yet the Ming's offensive against Burma had been so smooth that Zhu Zhu Yijun began to suffer the inevitable suspicion of emperors.

Was there falsification of battlefield reports? Yang Yang Yingju, executed by Emperor Qianlong, had falsified reports; was the front actually struggling, but the Marquis of Qian reporting only victories and concealing setbacks?

In the age of agrarian society, where productivity had not surged, the Ming's offensive was too smooth.

"General Qi, I've heard southern miasmas are extremely severe; in the eighth year of During Zhengtong, Wang Ji was forced to retreat from Luchuan due to miasma—I have not received any reports from the front mentioning this," Zhu Zhu Yijun voiced his concern.

Ceng Ceng Shengwu had reminded the emperor in the military meeting, before all, that the southwest's rainforests and miasmas were no easy terrain to conquer.

Qi Qi Jiguang pondered the emperor's worry, then smiled: "Your Majesty, the Ming's pacification of the Burmese rebels has always avoided the rainy season; Wang Ji's campaign during the rainy season would have killed half the infantry—how could he have won? That is precisely why the Marquis of Qian insisted on withdrawal; this campaign was meant to test tactics, and no one expected such brilliant results."

Burma's rainy season began in May and lasted until October; if one carefully reviewed Ming battle reports, one would notice that none of the Ming's offensives occurred during the rainy season, greatly avoiding miasma.

It is now the seventh month of Emperor Wanli twelve; the communication distance from Yunnan to the Ming capital is ninety days, meaning the campaign and withdrawal both occurred in April, just before the rains arrived, allowing the army to exit the rainforest; Qi Qi Jiguang emphasized the rationality of the withdrawal, that the army had not been blinded by victory.

"Then this is heavenly timing," Zhu Zhu Yijun smiled brightly: "The Marquis of Qian is loyal and devoted to the state."

Fu Heng of the Fuca clan campaigned north and south his entire life; at twenty-six he fought in the Jinchuan campaigns, at thirty-two he campaigned in Ili, quelling the Dzungar rebellion—he knew perfectly well that one must not attack during the rainy season.

Yet Fu Heng led the Qing main force into Burma on the twelfth day of the seventh month of Emperor Qianlong thirty-four—the very height of Burma's torrential rains.

Fu Heng, ignoring heavenly timing, ultimately lost his life, dying beneath the miasma.

Fu Heng did so for a simple reason: Liu Zao, Yang Yang Yingju, and Ming Rui had all warned Emperor Qianlong about the miasma, but Emperor Qianlong ignored them each time.

Unlike Emperor Qianlong, who loved to micromanage the front, the Ming emperor Zhu Zhu Yijun had never once interfered with frontline command decisions.

Even Tang Tang Kekuan, who disobeyed orders, suffered defeat, and was ambushed and killed, was quietly restored by Zhu Zhu Yijun—his descendants retained their hereditary titles, and Tang Tang Kekuan's name was inscribed in the Miyun Temple of Loyalty and Valor; no matter how one judged, he died for the state.

Qi Qi Jiguang sat upright and spoke at length, clearly explaining miasma in four aspects: contaminated water sources; swarms of mosquitoes; epidemic diseases; open wounds suppurating.

"Attacking during the rainy season is suicide!" Zhu Zhu Yijun said, deeply moved after listening.

Leeches as thick as a thumb, mosquitoes blotting out the sky, malaria as common as eating and drinking; the humid heat allowed bacteria to thrive; any wound could easily become infected and suppurate—that was the tropical rainforest during the rainy season.

Zhu Zhu Yijun had never seen it himself; merely hearing Qi Qi Jiguang describe it made him feel profoundly terrified.

"The campaign's smooth progress, besides observing heavenly timing, is also due to human harmony," Qi Qi Jiguang remarked thoughtfully: "The Marquis of Qian, Mu Mu Changzuo, had always deeply trusted the 'raw' and 'cooked' Miao tribes, even entrusting his gates to the cooked Miao; though this trust was betrayed at the war's outset, his army still had many cooked Miao guiding them."

"Han troops as the main force, cooked Miao as guides and auxiliaries—this is why the campaign progressed so smoothly."

By observing heavenly timing and benefiting from human harmony, the Ming army avoided detours and dangerous terrain, making their march far smoother—this was geographical advantage.

The Marquis of Qian's two-century-long cultivation in Yunnan had finally produced a core of loyal supporters; with heavenly timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony all aligned, the war became exceptionally smooth, not a disastrous defeat.

"And the most important human harmony comes from the court," Qi Qi Jiguang looked at the emperor, firmly stating: "Your Majesty ensures logistics and rewards, freeing frontline soldiers from all worries—this is truly the Ming's fortune."

Zhu Zhu Qizhen loved to meddle, insisting on stationing his imperial army at Tumu Fortress, a place without water, to force a decisive battle; Zhu Zhu Qizhen's order pushed the capital garrison and all accompanying civil and military officials onto the gambling table—and they lost everything.

Since the Song dynasty, military affairs had become an extension of politics; as emperor, one need not understand warfare, but one must never meddle recklessly—otherwise, frontline commanders, under top-down pressure, will make unwise decisions.

"Excellent," Zhu Zhu Yijun smiled: "General Qi has dispelled my doubts."

"Master, regarding the Tang Hongyuan Dye Workshop case, I intend to privately pardon the artisan Zhou Zhou Jianren; he acted in self-defense and should not be executed," Zhu Zhu Yijun made a clear statement on the Tang Hongyuan Dye Workshop case.

"No objection; it is entirely appropriate," Zhang Zhang Juzheng supported the emperor's clemency; this was not the emperor showing pity for the poor laborers, but because Yuan Shen had brought his retainers to kill—those who kill must be killed.

The Yuan Shen case stirred a great uproar in the capital; Lin Fu and Li Zhi's arguments about money's alienating effect on people had all been vindicated, elevating their reputations; simultaneously, debate erupted in the capital's unofficial reports over whether Yuan Shen should die.

Some reports advocated for Yuan Shen's life, not out of any connection to him, but because if Yuan Shen lived, the Tang Hongyuan Dye Workshop would remain his property—thus halting the exploration of collective ownership; the powerful elites were deeply wary of artisans owning the means of production.

The powerful elites had never imagined that the Emperor Wanli Reforms' innovation in the means of production would begin not with land reform, but with workshops.

The "Return Land Edict," proposed by Zhang Zhang Juzheng six years ago, should have been implemented after the land survey, yet the court had never advanced it; returning land was too momentous a matter, whereas workshop reforms had far less impact.

The Emperor Wanli Reforms were an incomplete, self-preserving political struggle; under these circumstances, pushing land reform required extreme caution.

The debate did not last long; the Ministry of Justice issued an urgent verdict before the Mid-Autumn Festival; the Court of Judicial Review completed its review in a single day, deeming the Ministry of Justice's judgment fair and just.

The Ministry of Justice's verdict: immediate execution; Yuan Shen and his fourteen retainers were all beheaded and publicly displayed; Zhou Zhou Jianren, who killed three retainers, was not exiled but acquitted.

This outcome surprised even Zhu Zhu Yijun; in the Zhao Zhao Laoqi case, Zhao Zhao Laoqi received the emperor's private pardon yet was still exiled to Song Yingchang; yet Zhou Zhou Jianren, who also committed murder, was acquitted.

Only after thoroughly reviewing the Ministry of Justice's judgment did Zhu Zhu Yijun realize it was indeed fair and just.

First, the Ming Code stipulates: "In cases of mutual assault, the party who strikes last and is in the right shall have their punishment reduced by two degrees."

The facts were undeniable: Yuan Shen brought his retainers to the dye workshop to beat people to death; Zhou Zhou Jianren struck last and was in the right—thus automatically qualifying for self-defense, reducing his punishment by two degrees: from death to exile.

From exile to penal servitude, another Ming Code provision applies: "A criminal who seizes a weapon and injures another shall have their punishment reduced by one degree from that of a person who carries a weapon and injures another: one hundred strokes of the cane and three years of penal servitude."

Yuan Shen brought weapons to the dye workshop; Zhou Zhou Jianren killed using the seized weapon—this further reduced his punishment by one degree: from exile down to three years of penal servitude.

Finally, Zhou Zhou Jianren triggered the principle of righteous intervention.

The Analects, "Wei Zheng," states: "To see what is right and not act is to lack courage."

The Great Ming Code stipulates: if the assailant resists arrest with a weapon, the apprehender may kill him; if he flees armed or unarmed, he may also be killed.

This is the legal basis for the Great Ming Patrol Inspectorate's archers and soldiers when hunting down assailants—kill those who commit violence, especially if armed.

The Great Ming also has clear provisions regarding failure to aid the dying: if a neighbor is robbed or murdered and one witnesses it but does not help, one receives one hundred strokes of the cane; if one hears cries for help but does not respond, one receives fifty strokes; even if unable to assist, one must report it to the authorities at once, and officials must hold those who fail to act accountable.

Zhou Zhou Jianren triggered an act of righteous courage, so his three-year sentence was commuted to outright acquittal.

In this entire case, no imperial pardon was needed; the Ministry of Justice fully adhered to the Great Ming Code and the Great Ming Compendium in its sentencing, and the Censorate and Six Boards' gossipy scholars found no grounds to challenge the verdict.

During the triple-repetition process for capital punishment, no censor from the Six Boards or Censorate raised objections; the three reductions—self-defense, seizure of the weapon, and righteous courage—were all legally justified.

Zhou Zhou Jianren was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of the Northern Commandery for Internal Security, for Zhu Zhu Yijun did not fully trust the Ministry of Justice's jail and placed him under the Northern Commandery's custody—this was Zhu Zhu Yijun's protection of Zhou Zhou Jianren.

"Zhou Zhou Jianren, you are acquitted." Zhu Zhu Yijun wore everyday attire; he took the key from the Embroidered Uniform Guard, unlocked Zhou Zhou Jianren's cell, and gestured for him to leave.

"Huh?" Zhou Zhou Jianren stood up, still bewildered: "Acquitted? I killed someone!"

"Didn't Magistrate Yao say you're an honest man? Would you have killed anyone if you hadn't been driven to it?" Zhu Zhu Yijun smiled. "It's over. Go."

The Ministry of Justice's Secretary brought the official judgment document, had Zhou Zhou Jianren sign and affix his thumbprint; to ensure Zhou Zhou Jianren understood, the Secretary read it out word by word and explained the reasons.

"That's it?" Zhou Zhou Jianren stepped out of the cell, still disbelieving: "On the way to the capital, the Embroidered Uniform Guards said I might be exiled to Song Yingchang!"

"What are your plans after leaving? We have five taels of silver for your travel expenses." Zhu Zhu Yijun ordered Feng Bao to hand Zhou Zhou Jianren five taels; Zhou Zhou Jianren had been brought to the capital without any money and could not return home without funds.

"Thank you, noble sir, for your generosity and rescue! As for my destination, the Navy Office is recruiting soldiers—I plan to try my luck!" Zhou Zhou Jianren had no idea who this nobleman was, yet he still voiced his intentions; he took the silver—money is the root of all hardship, and without it, one cannot move an inch.

"Good. Very good." Zhu Zhu Yijun nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Zhou Jianren had killed a man; the case had stirred great public attention, and returning to Songjiang Prefecture would likely make normal life difficult—but this sturdy man joining the military was fitting enough.

"May I ask your noble sir's surname? If I ever earn money, I will repay you." Zhou Zhou Jianren kowtowed on the ground before rising to ask solemnly.

Zhu Zhu Yijun replied gently: "My surname is Huang. I am temporarily residing at the General's Mansion of the Marquis of Duke Fengguo—I am a member of the General's household. If you wish to repay me, deliver it to the General's Mansion."

"Oh, by the way, I have this book here called The Book of Deception Prevention—it's written in plain language and simple characters, easy to read. Take a look, don't get tricked."

Zhu Zhu Yijun thoughtfully prepared a collection of stories for Zhou Zhou Jianren.

"Thank you again, noble sir, for your great kindness." Zhou Zhou Jianren received the story collection—a Great Ming guide to avoiding fraud, written by Zhang Yingyu, containing eighty-eight common swindles, each written in plain, accessible language.

"Go, go." Zhu Zhu Yijun stood with his hands behind his back, watching Zhou Zhou Jianren depart from the Northern Commandery under the escort of the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

Zhu Zhu Yijun kept gazing until Zhou Zhou Jianren vanished around the corner, then happily prepared to return to the palace; his life was in truth very dull, and witnessing justice served was one of his few pleasures.

"Up, up!" Zhu Zhu Yijun returned to the Tonghe Palace's imperial study, in good spirits, and began reviewing memorials.

Xu Wei, Viceroy of Nagasaki, submitted a memorial regarding Japan: Oda Nobunaga was assassinated again, as before, he narrowly survived, but this time suffered severe wounds.

This assassination was carried out by three palace maids he trusted most, using hairpins as daggers; Oda Nobunaga could not dodge, receiving three wounds—one to the arm, one to the abdomen, one to the back—and the one who saved him was his trusted attendant Mori Ranwan; Anjō Castle was now under full lockdown.

"Oda Nobunaga truly lives in constant terror as shogun," Zhu Zhu Yijun said sincerely.