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Although Zhu Gang and Zhu Di's achievements were not as impressive as Zhu Jian's, they had already made a name for themselves in recent years. No one wanted to offend these two princes to death!

Of course, small and medium-sized tribes did not have the courage, but if the Wala or Tatar tribes gathered a large army, they might not dare to fight with the King of Jin or the King of Yan! But the possibility of this was not high. If the Ming Dynasty did not go deep into the northern desert to beat them, they would be very lucky!

So, this small group of Tatars who went south were basically speculators. If they succeeded, they would make a lot of money. If they failed, they might end up losing their heads! Once they were encountered by the Ming army, the tribes that were lucky enough to escape would also decline rapidly due to the loss of a large number of young and middle-aged people, and their final outcome would be to merge directly into other tribes with their families! .

Comparatively speaking, the situation in the northwest was the most reassuring for Zhu Yuanzhang!

Outside the northwest, with Hamiwei as the base, there are often patrols by border troops. Basically, if you encounter a Tartar team and can't produce a pass or a business certificate, you don't need to report it, you can just kill them all!

But how can ordinary small tribes get Ganzhou's merchant certificates? Even if you have merchant certificates, you still need caravans and materials to trade!

For example, cattle, sheep, horses and the like, only those large grassland tribes can take out the extra to cash in these livestock transactions!

Otherwise, these Tartars don't need to go south and take risks!

Like these small tribes, there are no fertile grassland pastures, and basically there are not many livestock. Even if there are, they are kept for the winter and can't be sold to you! These small tribes can only make trouble with some small villages in the Ming Dynasty, relying on dozens or hundreds of young and strong men to support the entire tribe!

The land of the grassland is not suitable for farming, and the lower-level tribes are struggling to survive like the common people of the Ming Dynasty!

The tribes with merchant certificates are even less likely to do such things, and can only offend Prince Su!

So in the past few years, the situation on the border of the Ming Dynasty has been relatively stable overall, and not too many troops are needed to deal with the Tartars heading south, so there is no need to give these princes too much money and food! This is why Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry, he was really addicted to fleecing the court!

At lunch, Zhu Yuanzhang specifically asked Wang Chen to order the imperial kitchen to make potato vermicelli! At the same time, he also summoned Zhang Gong, the Minister of Revenue, into the Fengtian Hall! Since it has been decided to build a road, it must be possible to deal with Zhang Gong, the Minister of Revenue. As long as the person in charge of the purse is relieved, everything else will be easy!

When the potato vermicelli was served, the Minister of Revenue Zhang Xun had already arrived at the Fengtian Hall.

"Zhang Aiqing, please have dinner with us!"

"Try the potato vermicelli from Ganzhou at noon today!"

After the greeting between the monarch and his subjects, Zhu Yuanzhang invited Zhang Xun to sit down and eat together.

Zhang Xun was flattered. There were definitely not many people who could be invited by Zhu Yuanzhang to have dinner alone in the Fengtian Hall., there may have been many in the past, but they are almost dead! Anyway, it was the first time that Zhu Yuanzhang summoned him to Fengtian Hall to have a meal together!

Besides being flattered, he began to doubt in his heart.

His intuition told him that the emperor must be asking for money, otherwise there would be no need to be so polite to him! Thinking of this, how could Zhang Xun have any appetite?

As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Xun was in charge of the money and grain in and out of the entire Ming Dynasty. The pressure was imaginable. Even if the emperor wanted to use money, he had to calculate it accurately and weigh the pros and cons before agreeing! Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's posture, the money he wanted to use this time must not be a small amount! Although the Ming Dynasty's treasury is now much more abundant than in previous years because of the light of Su Wang Zhu Jian, and it can still have at least millions of taels of silver, but in Zhang Xun's view, this surplus is far from enough. Maybe if there is a disaster, it will all be poured out! From this point of view, Zhang Heng, the Minister of Revenue, is still very competent! Zhu Yuanzhang has recently fallen in love with potato vermicelli, and basically asks the imperial kitchen to make a meal every day! The method of making this kind of potato vermicelli is actually very simple. It is made by drying it in the sun, which is a method specially made by the fourteenth old man in order to store potatoes for a long time! Nowadays, Ganzhou's potato vermicelli has also begun to be produced in large quantities and sold throughout the Ming Dynasty!

Even those foreign caravans are placing orders in large quantities! Mainly because the price is not expensive, ordinary people can afford it, and it is easy to store and there is no fear of it going bad! Especially after being paired with the chili sauce produced in Ganzhou, it makes Zhu Yuanzhang taste a completely different feeling. He can eat a bowl every day and his mouth is full of oil! Compared with delicacies from mountains and seas, he still prefers to eat this kind of food that ordinary people can eat every day!

Zhu Yuanzhang is holding his bowl of potato vermicelli and feasting on it. He eats it casually, and the movement of slurping the noodles is a bit loud!

Just after slurping half a bowl of noodles, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on Zhang Xun!

"¨～ Zhang Aiqing, this potato vermicelli must be slurped to taste good!"

"Eat more!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhang Xun who had not yet started eating, and couldn't help but remind him! How could Zhang Xun have an appetite now? Although the treasury was full recently, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to expand rubber planting and had already allocated a large sum of money, which made him very distressed!

Rubber trees are fine, and the ministers also support large-scale planting. After all, this thing is really a good thing! But Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to spend money on other things, and Zhang Xun was reluctant from the bottom of his heart!

Of course, this is only one aspect!

Not having the heart to eat is only one of the reasons, and more importantly, Zhu Yuanzhang's movement when eating noodles is really a bit loud, so how can he have an appetite?

And as a minister, he didn’t have the guts to control how the emperor ate! The Ming Dynasty was different from the Tang Dynasty! In the Tang Dynasty, some civil officials could even directly control the emperor’s private life, such as Wei Zheng and Li Shimin! But Zhu Yuanzhang was different. He himself was born a beggar (Li Hao Zhao) and a peasant.I have never cared about Confucianism! Confucianism has some things that can be learned and used! But there are also some things in Confucianism that Zhu Yuanzhang hates. He will not give face to anyone who doesn't like what he says! "Your Majesty, please eat slowly"

Just when Zhang Xun was about to move his chopsticks, he heard Zhu Yuanzhang start to slurp noodles again, and couldn't help but remind him! "It's okay, it's more satisfying to slurp noodles like this. Isn't this how people all over the world live?"

While Zhu Yuanzhang was talking, he had already slurped a bowl of noodles!

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang had put down his empty bowl and chopsticks, how could Zhang Xun, a minister, have the nerve to continue eating? Anyway, he had no appetite, so Zhang Xun simply put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Zhang Aiqing, I asked you to come here this time because I have something to discuss with you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care, but stared at Zhang Xun with a burning gaze.

"Your Majesty, please speak!".