Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 135 Zhu Yuanzhang's Ecstasy

"Did you really come up with this idea, kid?"

Before Ma Wenxiang could even pay his respects to Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, exempting him from the formalities.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't really like these empty formalities, especially since it involved his own sister's body.

Ma Wenxiang subconsciously looked at Zhu Biao and saw that Zhu Biao had a gentle smile.

He was finally able to put his mind at ease.

He hurriedly took the folding book and glanced at it. Only then did Ma Wenxiang realize what was going on. He couldn't help but think to himself that he wanted to slap himself a few times right then and there.

Why does he love drinking so much?

Don't you know that drinking can lead to trouble?

Look at them now, they've even managed to summon Zhu Yuanzhang with their drinking.

Just how unlucky was he? Ma Wenxiang was both amused and exasperated, and Zhu Yuanzhang saw his expression and simply snorted coldly, "What?"

Or perhaps you have such a good method, but you're planning to keep it a secret from us?

Who else am I thinking of telling?

Could it be that you're planning to tell the Northern Yuan royal court?

Zhu Yuanzhang's barrage of threats and reprimands left Ma Wenxiang stunned and flustered once again. Without saying a word, he hurriedly cried out, "Your Majesty, you've been wronged! You've been wronged! How could this humble subject have such audacity?"

"You are now our sister, the Empress in this palace, why are you calling yourself a commoner?"

If the other people in the palace heard this, they would surely say I'm mean and ungrateful. Am I that kind of person?

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned. After this explanation, Ma Wenxiang seemed to be in a difficult position.

With no other options, the only natural thing to do was to look to Zhu Biao for help once again, since the other party was slightly better than Zhu Yuanzhang.

This time, even Zhu Biao seemed somewhat helpless, giving Ma Wenxiang a wry smile.

Before he could say anything, Zhu Yuanzhang's angry curses could be faintly heard again: "What? You're just looking at the flags?"

Does Biao have writing on his face?

Are they planning something to do with us?

Zhu Yuanzhang shouted again, and Ma Wenxiang trembled in fright. She could only force herself to maintain her composure as the Empress and preserve her dignity in front of outsiders, saying, "Your Majesty may have misunderstood. This is just a method I came up with in my spare time, and it has nothing to do with what Your Majesty is worried about."

As for the so-called Northern Yuan, they are nothing but enemy bandits, and sooner or later, His Majesty will wipe them out completely.

"I do not believe that such petty schemes can affect the fate of our Great Ming Dynasty."

Hearing Ma Wenxiang say this, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a surge of relief and secret joy. He had never imagined that his sister's flattery and fawning would be so delightful, far more so than that of the court officials and the palace maids.

But she could never show it on her face. Even Ma Wenxiang knew that he had to maintain his sister's demeanor and keep up the dignity of the Empress in the palace.

Is he, the emperor, really inferior to this young scholar in front of him?

That's absolutely impossible; it would be utterly shameful.

After coughing lightly a few times, Zhu Yuanzhang continued to stare at Ma Wenxiang with a cold gaze, and then said, "Take another look at the memorial written by our sister."

So, we don't think you, you little rascal, can come up with any better idea. After all, the folding paper my sister wrote is already considered flawless in our eyes.

Even if Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, and others came, they would at most just continue copying and writing on it, making it almost flawless.

But considering you were the first to bring up the military academy issue, I'll give you a chance to take a good look, fill in the gaps, and see if you can improve it further.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang could barely be considered to resemble a wise ruler, no longer displaying the same attitude as before, who only knew how to intimidate Ma Wenxiang, a talented advisor.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wenxiang breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Zhu Biao again, he found that he still had that gentle smile, which meant that today's events were a happy occasion, not a disaster, and he could rest assured.

Looking at the plan in his hand, Ma Wenxiang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be delighted. He couldn't help but praise it one after another: "As expected of the Empress, such an ingenious and wonderful method can be said to have supplemented most of the matter of the military academy."

Although it's just an outline, a brief introduction, it's already quite remarkable that I was able to come up with all this.

"Your Majesty's strategy is already perfectly formed. Your Majesty's wisdom is exceptionally brilliant and ingenious, unmatched by few in this world. Just as His Majesty said, even the Earl of Chengyi and the Duke of Han would probably only be able to barely manage even with their full strength."

Listening to Ma Wenxiang praising his sister, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood became somewhat strange. He couldn't decide whether to praise her or scold her, and could only remain awkwardly there. In the end, he could only say, "Does my sister's talent need you to keep flattering her?"

"Get to the point quickly, or we won't have much patience left."

Upon hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Ma Wenxiang immediately rolled his eyes inwardly. Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang was still the same old Zhu Yuanzhang, using people when he needed them and discarding them when he didn't.

No wonder later generations all said that during the Hongwu reign of the Ming Dynasty, it was better to be an official than a dog.

Ma Wenxiang silently complained in his heart, but on the surface, he still had to serve this Hongwu Emperor.

He didn't want to provoke the other party.

Even if it wouldn't kill him, Ma Wenxiang would still feel a lot of pain from the beating.

He only wants to enjoy life and doesn't want to suffer.

Suffering is someone else's business; it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

He has suffered enough in the first half of his life.

"Although Your Majesty's plan is complete, I can still add a few more touches."

Ma Wenxiang thought for a moment, then took out his writing implements and began to add a few more rules in front of Zhu Yuanzhang. These additions were all management methods of military academies in later generations, and it could even be said that he completely copied the theories he knew.

After all, he was only someone who knew a little bit about it. Although he had some military interests, they were all just theoretical and theoretical. It would take him a long time to improve.

That must have been really difficult for Mr. Ma.

Mr. Ma has traveled all over the country for many years. He has done what he should do, and he will never do anything unnecessary or superfluous.

Therefore, after this brand-new plan came into the view of Zhu Yuanzhang and his son Zhu Biao, Zhu Yuanzhang frequently looked at Ma Wenxiang, wishing he could crack open the head of his sister, who was actually a brat, to see what else was inside.

These plans are clearly systematic and well-organized; they would be impossible to come up with under normal circumstances, otherwise they would be too extraordinary, unless the other party had this idea from the very beginning.