Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 296
"Take Hua Chun away?"

On the ninth day of April, when Zhu Youjian was wearing coarse sackcloth and leading people to reinforce Taining City, the news from the capital made him frown.

Even though Cao Huachun left, Wang Chengen was still there, but Chengen was a bit dull, sometimes not as flexible as Cao Huachun.

Moreover, Zhu Youjian also felt that it was a bit early to restart Wang An's cleaning up of Wei Zhongxian.

Perhaps because of his existence, Wei Zhongxian's eunuchs have not yet achieved the same level of beating as in history.

The struggle between the eunuch party and Donglin still remained in the court and the gentry, and did not affect the common people.

At this time, the eunuch party was attacked. First, it could not control the localities, second, it could not resolve party disputes, and third, it could not stabilize the situation.

In Zhu Youjian's view, Wei Zhongxian can still play for at least two years, because he still has a lot of blame for Wei Zhongxian to bear.

However, it cannot be said that Zhu Youxiao did something wrong, but that Zhu Youjian and Zhu Youxiao have different perspectives.

What Zhu Youjian needs is to make the people healthy, so there are still many places where Wei Zhongxian needs to be blamed.

Zhu Youxiao needs to maintain the stability of the dynasty, so what Wei Zhongxian has done is enough for now.

There is no right or wrong between the two, and Zhu Youjian did not refute his brother's meaning.

"Your Highness, it seems that the capital will be much more lively."

Man Gui on the construction site stuck the shovel into the ground and put his hands on it, while Zhu Youjian returned the paperwork to Tang Qi, picked up the shovel and continued to work.

This battle was not fierce enough, and the attack distance was pitifully short. Zhu Youjian originally wanted to save his body to deal with the war.

It's better now, I didn't run around much, but my flesh became a drag.

If you have nothing to do, it's good to come to the construction site to build the city wall, just treat it as exercise.

But facing Man Gui's words, Zhu Youjian said:

"I won't go back to this capital for the time being. If we go back, Wang An will gain power. If he gains power, Wei Zhongxian is afraid that he will fall down."

"I still need him to do something before he can fall down. This year, Yanshan students will graduate in September, and we will go back at that time."

While digging the root of the city, he explained to Man Gui, and Man Gui also worked while seeing this, and said to Zhu Youjian:
"That being said, if Long Live urges you, Your Highness may still have to go back."

"It's okay, if someone really urges me to go back, you should let someone report back, saying that King Qi's old illness has relapsed and he needs to recuperate, so he can't go south for the time being."

Zhu Youjian found out the excuse of being ill before, and he knew very well that if his brother heard this excuse, he would probably send the imperial physician north immediately.

Anyway, Tai Hospital is all people from Yanshan Medical College, so Zhu Youjian can ask someone to help you lie when the time comes.

It is normal to delay for four or five months.

"You are really..." Man Gui shook his head with a wry smile, and continued to work hard with his head down, while Zhu Youjian also took the lead in the work, without any pretensions of a prince.

But when they were thinking about how to fool Zhu Youxiao, some of them were severely scolded...

"If you can't stick to it for six days, now you want me to help you send troops to recover the city of Glejurgen?!"

Going to the capital, when Huang Taiji scolded people head-on, Auba stood in the simple palace feeling ashamed and angry.

He was driven by Zhu Youjian from the Horqin Grassland to Shangjing City. Although there are more than [-] tribes after gathering tribes, and there are more than [-] tribes including other tribes.

But with this little force and strength, he couldn't have a conversation with Huang Taiji on an equal footing.

When he came here today, he hoped that Huang Taiji would send troops to help him take back the city of Glejurgen, but in the end he was scolded and ridiculed by Huang Taiji.

He felt that his face was dull, and immediately said angrily: "Since Baylor, you don't want to send troops to help me, then I will do it myself..."

"Pfft!"

Before he finished speaking, a heavy knife struck, and Auba's head rolled off his neck in an instant, and the body fell forward.

"waste……"

Jierharang wiped his own knife, while the guards who followed Auba drew their knives and pointed at him in horror.

"Without the prairie, where can you go? Stay in Shangjing and be a bullshit!"

Huang Taiji got up and spoke to several guards, and at this time a familiar figure also grabbed the braids of several heads and walked into the palace, throwing the heads on the ground.

"It's done!"

When the figure spoke, it was Hou Jinzhong who was in charge of encircling and arresting Beishan Jurchen Amin.

The few heads he threw out were the lords of several small tribes who were loyal to Auba.

With Auba's mind, after losing Horqin, he still dared to bring his followers to the capital to find Huang Taiji, which was no different from throwing himself into a trap.

Huang Taiji glanced at the guards, and they had no choice but to put down their scimitars and bowed down.

"Okay, from now on you will be my Daikin's Niu Luerzhen, step back..."

Huang Taiji waved his hand to signal them to retreat, and then sat down in the meeting place after they left and said:
"This battle failed to intercept the Ming army's luggage. Although it is a bit regrettable, the [-] to [-] Mongols and more than [-] cattle and sheep brought by Oba can help us cultivate more cultivated land."

"I heard that the Ming army in the south did not continue the northern expedition, and Mang Gurtai looted [-] shi of grain from Daning Mansion." Amin walked to his seat and sat down, and said something.

Seeing this, Jierhalang also returned to his position, while Huang Taiji said:
"The combat power of the Ming army is even stronger than it was three years ago. Now the cooperation of their various ministries can compete with my Dajin, and there is also the blessing of artillery and firecrackers."

"Right now, Horqin has been wiped out. It is estimated that after two years of rest, the Ming army will attack me, Dajin."

Huang Taiji said this sentence almost frowning, obviously he knew very well that Jin Guo was in trouble.

"The Ming army launched an expedition from Beizhili this time, nearly two thousand miles away, which I did not expect."

Amin leaned on the chair with a dignified expression, and Ji Erhalang also answered:
"Now I heard that Liaodong has relocated another two million Shandong victims. I am afraid that the population of Liaodong has exceeded [-] million."

"If the Ming army can use the population of Beizhili to launch an expedition of two thousand miles, then the northern expedition of Liaodong may not be less than a thousand miles..."

Thousands of miles...

All three of them knew what this meant. To put it bluntly, nearly [-]% of the Jin army's city was within the attack range of the Ming army.

"Do you want to develop Forth Wooden City first?"

Amin suddenly said: "I think the terrain in Fusimu City is not bad. Although it is more difficult to cultivate, if it is cultivated, it will not lose to Shangjing City."

"It's too cold over there, and there won't be much grain harvest after the reclamation in the past." Huang Taiji shook his head and rejected the idea, and continued:

"Besides, if you lose even the upper capital, how long can you live in a place that is only seven or eight hundred miles away from the upper capital?"

Fusimu City is on the Sanjiang Plain. With the grain yield per mu in this era and the local terrain, Huang Taiji doesn't think it can last long.

In his view, the war between Ming and Jin is a matter of war.

Judging from the right time, place and people, Dajin's chances of winning will not exceed [-]%, and if this [-]% can be achieved, it depends on Nurhachi...

"Khan Amma's body..."

Huang Taiji opened his mouth with calm eyes, causing Amin and Jierhalang's hearts to sink instantly.

Nurhachi's health is getting worse and worse. This is something that cannot be concealed. If Nurhachi dies of illness before the Ming army's northern expedition, it will be an extremely heavy blow to the Kingdom of Jin.

Huang Taiji's words made the three of them silent for a long time. After a while, Amin broke the deadlock and said:

"Over the North Mountain, a tribe has recently sprung up. They unite all the tribes and gathered in Nuergan City. I plan to prepare troops to wipe them out first, and capture some savages to replenish the Eight Banners."

"How many people can gather in that kind of place, and there's not much food." Ji Erhalang frowned, and Huang Taiji also felt that something was wrong and said:
"You should be more careful."

"Okay, now that the war is over, I'll take people back to Pu'erhe City." Amin didn't want to listen to others, so she got up and was about to leave.

At the same time as he left, a large number of Beishan Jurchen gathered in what they called Nuergan City.

"puff--"

The iron ax fell, and the firewood was split in half. Nuergancheng, a port city located at the mouth of the Heishui River (Heilongjiang), originally had only a small tribe of more than [-] people living here.

However, since March, with ten ships landing at the mouth of the Blackwater River, the situation has directly reversed.

As the seat of the former Nuergan capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Yongning Temple was built here in the Ming Dynasty, and a monument to the Yongning Temple was erected here.

Therefore, after more than [-] Liaodong Jurchen took the Ming Dynasty documents and brought [-] craftsmen to land in Nuergancheng, the local tribes immediately expressed their submission.

With two thousand craftsmen, they began to repair Nuer Gancheng and Yongning Temple, and began to gather the Jurchens along the banks of the Heishui River and the north.

By the tenth day of April, tens of thousands of people had gathered here, and the reason why tens of thousands of people could gather here was also very simple.

One is food and the other is safety.

"Recently, two small tribes have come to Beishan. There are more than [-] people outside the city, and the pressure on food has increased a lot."

When the voice of discussion appeared, in a newly renovated garrison mansion in Nuer Gancheng, an old Jurchen dressed in coarse linen spoke to a Jurchen in the main seat, and the Jurchen responded:

"No matter how many people come, I will accept them all. I will find a solution for the food problem."

"The rations of the soldiers will never be reduced. I, Guo Sangdai, have the Ming Dynasty behind me, so I can afford them."

As soon as Guo Sangdai opened his mouth, he immediately made the old Jurchen bow his head to show respect for the Ming Dynasty.

After saluting, he exited the garrison mansion, which was as simple as a small courtyard, and Guo Sangdai also turned around and walked into the side room, wrote a handwriting on the desk in the side room, and then sent someone to take a boat south to the south.

Until half a month later, the ship landed in a seaport city with the handwritten letter, and the handwritten letter was also sent to the General Military Mansion inside the city, and handed over to a person.

"Three hundred cavalry, three thousand infantry, tens of thousands of people..."

"Guo Sangdai has done a good job. If things go on like this, I'm afraid we can restore the prosperity of slaves back then."

When a familiar voice appeared, You Shigong in uniform appeared in the General Military Mansion, and in his hands, Guo Sangdai, who was sent by Jin Yiwei to Nuergan, built a city for Daming that existed in the rear of the Jin Dynasty.

Even though Nuergan has only one battalion of troops, just as it was difficult for the Ming army to conquer the Jin army, it is also very difficult for the Jin army to conquer Nuergan.

Even with the Heishui River as a carrier, the distance of more than two thousand miles is still prohibitive.

However, although Guo Sangdai built such a city, in terms of Nuergan's situation, this place cannot be self-sufficient and can only rely on continuous blood transfusions from the rear.

The one responsible for the blood transfusion for Nuer Ganseong was You Shigong, who served as the commander-in-chief of Jingcheng in the northeastern part of North Korea.

Although the land of Jingcheng is not big, with only [-] people in the jurisdiction and more than [-] mu of arable land, it is actually a transit point.

The supplies for Nuergancheng started from Zhenjiang, took the Yalu River to the sea, and then went north along the coast after supplies in Jingcheng, and sent the supplies to Nuergan.

Although only one and a half months have passed, ships in Nuergan, Jingcheng, and Zhenjiang are constantly on the sea.

"Ask Your Highness to transfer fifty thousand shi of grain, thirty thousand catties of iron and three hundred cattle to Guo Sangdai."

You Shigong took the handwriting, turned his head and handed it to the deputy chief soldier next to him, but the deputy chief soldier said after hearing it:

"How about applying for [-] shi? Looking at the speed, Nuer Gancheng might be able to gather [-] people soon."

"No..." You Shigong shook his head and said meaningfully:

"Although Guo Sangdai is a naturalized Jurchen and changed his Han surname, he is a Jurchen after all."

"The old slave is still alive now, don't forget how he got started."

"Food must be well controlled, and it is only necessary to ensure that they have enough for half a year."

"The general understands." Hearing You Shigong's words, the deputy chief soldier immediately withdrew and sent what Nu'er had done to Zhenjiang through Jinyiwei.

The Tangqi in Zhenjiang walked outside the Great Wall unimpeded, bypassing the northern part of Liaoze, directly passing through the Horqin Grassland, and brought the news to Taining City.

When the handwriting was delivered to Zhu Youjian, it was already the first day of May, and Taining City was also built on the Horqin Grassland under the construction of the Shangzhi Four Cavalry Guards.

There are rammed earth dwellings everywhere in the city, and Zhu Youjian got the handwriting in the future yamen in the city.

He didn't care much about Guo Sangdai's affairs, and he didn't expect them to contain the Jin army's strength.

What Zhu Youjian wanted was only that they obtained a lot of information about the Jin army under the situation of surrendering to the old slaves, so as to facilitate the future war of sweeping captives.

However, if Guo Sangdai can gather a large number of Jurchens from Beishan in the land of Nuergan, it will be good news for the Ming army.

"According to what You Shigong said, transfer money from Zhenjiang to transfer food to him."

"Yes!"

Zhu Youjian handed the handwritten letter to Tang Qi, and turned to Xiong Tingbi's military situation.

Compared with Guo Sangdai and You Shigong's military situation, Xiong Tingbi's military situation is not purely military, but more political.

As soon as the military situation opened, Xiong Tingbi talked about the number of beheadings in this battle and the resettlement places of the victims in Shandong.

The tens of millions of acres of plains to the south from Yidonghe City are enough for them to reclaim and live in. The Ming army only needs to build stone forts at various passes along the way to prevent Jianlu from attacking the victims from the mountain roads.

In addition, judging from the situation of this battle, the Ming army's supply problem in Liaodong is no longer a big problem. As long as Zhu Youjian thinks, the Ming army can launch the Northern Expedition next year.

After saying this, Xiong Tingbi talked about the military achievements of this battle at the end of the letter.

Obviously, what Zhu Youxiao thought of, he thought of it himself, so he wanted Zhu Youjian to go to school and put aside his personal reward for the time being.

Apparently, this old man hasn't enjoyed fighting wars yet, and he doesn't want to eat at home and wait to die after receiving the lord early.

In this regard, Zhu Youjian showed a smile on his face, and then he put down his military situation and thought about the situation in Liaodong.

Among them, Zhu Youjian believes that Xiong Tingbi and Yuan Yingtai can cooperate well with the matter of relocating the people and resettling the victims, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

All he cared about was the lord's affairs and the Northern Expedition.

He has to admit one thing, that is, Daming can indeed carry out the Northern Expedition right now, and it will be next year.

but!

This Northern Expedition must be based on the premise that one thing is properly arranged, and that is the disaster.

It has to be said that Zhu Youjian has delayed too much time, or too many things. With his ability, he can only advance things to this level in seven years.

In the end, Daming did not solve the Houjin before the sixth year of the apocalypse, and Zhu Youjian personally did not remember the specific disasters in the sixth year of the apocalypse and the seventh year of the apocalypse.

It's not that he didn't read the book carefully, but that disasters at this stage began to erupt one after another, so many that he couldn't remember it personally.

The only thing he can be sure of is that the disaster will not be as serious as it has been in history.

Among them, especially Fujian, Guangdong, and Shaanxi.

The problems in Fujian and Guangdong are very clear. In fact, they are overpopulated and insufficient arable land, resulting in skyrocketing food prices, which later lead to civil uprisings.

As for Shaanxi, it is because of continuous heavy snow and severe drought that the people have no harvest.

In fact, most of the disasters of the first two cases have been solved by Zhu Youjian's means of immigrating to the border.

In the two provinces of Fujian and Guangdong at present, the number of people who migrated to Jiugang has reached more than [-] million, and the number to Ryukyu has reached as many as [-] million.

Although Zhu Youjian doesn't know the population of Fujian and Guangdong, no matter how exaggerated it is, it will not exceed [-] million people.

That is to say, after several relocations, nearly one-fifth of the population of the two provinces was relocated, and internal land annexation and food problems were greatly reduced.

Even if a disaster breaks out next year, as long as Zhu Youjian saves enough grain, uses Changping warehouses to stabilize grain prices, and at the same time implements a policy of large-scale relocation of people southward, the problem of civil uprisings in the two provinces can be easily resolved.

As for Shaanxi, when the drought broke out, it was in northern Shaanxi, and now half of the population in northern Shaanxi has been removed by Zhu Youjian, or even more.

There are less than [-] people in Yan'an Mansion on the books, and at most [-] people in Shuofang Mansion.

With the financial resources of the Ming Dynasty, it is relatively simple to help these [-] people.

The only problem is that the severe drought in northern Shaanxi will last for eleven years, and it is impossible for Zhu Youjian to provide them with free relief for ten years in a row.

"Abiding by the law!"

Zhu Youjian yelled at the door, and the next second Sun Shoufa's black bear-like body squeezed into the study: "Your Highness?"

"Give this drawing to the Ministry of Industry. After the autumn harvest this year, the post roads from Hetao to Guanzhong and from Guanzhong to Hexi will be expanded and repaired."

Zhu Youjian turned around and walked to the bookshelf, took out a blueprint that he had planned, and handed it to Sun Shoufa.

Sun Shoufa opened it and took a look. After realizing that he couldn't read it, he hurriedly bowed and left the study.

Zhu Youjian looked at his leaving back, calculated the money and food for disaster relief, then thought about the students who graduated from Yanshan this year, and finally could only frown.

This year's Yanshan students, except for a small number of talents who can enter the Academy of Sciences, as well as those who can enter the third and fourth universities, the rest he plans to invest in the Ministry of Industry and set up a temporary yamen.

He was worried about handing over the money and food to the officials and subordinates of Ming Dynasty for disaster relief.

On the contrary, for the more than [-] Yanshan students, if a disaster relief department is established and new recruits are replaced every two years, more corruption can be avoided.

Thinking this way, Zhu Youjian continued to study ink, and then wrote a handwritten copy, which Sun Shoufa sent to Yanshan Academy.

After doing all this, he probably has a number in mind, that is, whether next year's money and food can be used for the war of sweeping captives.

"The fight will start between July and August, there should be no problem..."

After counting the money and food, Zhu Youjian still decided to start the fight in July and August, because in this way, if the fight becomes a protracted war, the taxes will also be collected in October, and the Ming army can advance step by step.

Moreover, disasters in the Ming Dynasty mostly occurred in the first half of the year and the rainy season, so as long as you survive this period, you will probably know whether you can go to the Northern Expedition.

He had a certain idea about the Northern Expedition, and then he needed to solve the problem of the Lord that Xiong Tingbi said.

In fact, this problem is not a problem in his opinion, because Zhu Youjian has already prepared not to support civilians to participate in the military in the future, so what he needs to solve is only the problem of Xiong Tingbi and other five people.

Zhu Youjian is still going to let the five of them confer titles normally, and then continue to work in the army.

There are still many enemies in the Ming Dynasty, and Xiong Tingbi is only fifty-eight years old, and he can fight for a few more years.

When he is sixty-five, if he doesn't want to fight anymore, it's not impossible to go back to his hometown in Huguang to provide for the elderly.

As for Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou, Yang Wenyue, and Wu Aheng, there is still a lot of room for improvement in their official positions, and Zhu Youjian does not need to worry about this.

The only thing he cares about is when Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou can use it, and whoever will use it first.

At present, it seems that Zhu Youjian is still planning to use Hong Chengchou to deal with Annan first, especially when the drought broke out in Sichuan.

Generally speaking, under the severe drought of the Little Ice River, due to the terrain of the Yangtze River and the basin, Sichuan is actually relatively humid at other times except for the frequent disasters in eastern Sichuan.

Coupled with the grain yield of more than two stones per mu and the improvement of water conservancy projects, the largest number of people affected by the disaster in the entire Little Ice River Sichuan is only [-] to [-] people.

This number of people is just enough for the Ming army to recover Annan.

After defeating Annan, they can be resettled on the spot, killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian also wrote a copy in hand, which was sent to Yunnan.

After all, the cement factories in Yunnan should have been established. With the blessing of cement, it is not difficult to build a post road leading to Annan.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian hummed a little tune and walked out of the study, and several letters were sent to where they should go...

(End of this chapter)