Emperor Ming's grandson

Chapter 65 Clues from Longhu Mountain
In the eighteenth year of Hongwu's reign, the summer sun shone like golden fire on the outskirts of the capital.

As an emperor who was born in a commoner family in Huaiyou, Zhu Yuanzhang recently had a hobby that is not surprising for an emperor, which is to put on casual clothes and stroll to the countryside to watch farmers farming.

Elegantly known as Bailongyufu, commonly known as private visit in private.

At this moment, although Zhu Yuanzhang was not sitting on the dragon throne to receive worship, but standing in the fields, his face was still filled with a rare smile. This joy of an upcoming harvest was no less than the joy that power brought him. .

As far as Zhu Yuanzhang could see, there were patches of green crop fields.

Potatoes, corn, and sweet potatoes, these high-yield crops that the imperial court has high hopes for, have been gradually promoted to the surrounding areas of the capital. After one or two years of planting, if there are no problems, they will be gradually promoted to the entire Zhili, and then it will take another five to ten years. time, gradually extended to the entire Ming Dynasty.

These fields of high-yielding crops are showing great vitality at this moment.

The leaves of potatoes are plump and green, like small green umbrellas on the earth, blocking the scorching summer sun; while the stalks of corn have grown tall and straight, like teams of soldiers wearing green clothes and carrying spears. , waiting in line in the fields; sweet potatoes are not so eye-catching, their vines are winding, and the roots in the soil are occasionally exposed among the sparse green leaves, like small mice.

Zhu Yuanzhang's cowhide boots stepped on the field paths, and the fragrance of earth came to his nostrils. This is the unique smell of the earth.

He bent down and touched a potato leaf with his own hands. There were still morning dew on the leaf, which moistened Zhu Yuanzhang's fingers.

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was full of expectations. If these high-yielding crops could be successfully promoted and planted, then the Ming Dynasty's national power would definitely reach a higher level, because more food means that it can support a larger population, and although the population is growing, In the long run, it will intensify the contradiction between man and land, but for the Ming Dynasty, which has just recovered from the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, it is not a bad thing.

The common people who farmed the fields were also very discerning. Although they did not recognize Emperor Zhu, they did recognize the string of guards following Zhu Yuanzhang.

Near the capital, those who dare to go out openly with swords are either servants, soldiers, or servants of noble families, so generally such people cannot be offended.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuanzhang was just walking around on the ridge of the fields and did not do anything to damage the crops, so these people stayed far away.

At this time, the sky suddenly became gloomy, a gust of wind came, and it looked like a summer thunderstorm was about to fall.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his guards came to a nearby broken Taoist temple to take shelter from the rain.

The Po Tao Temple is really small in size. Apart from a small courtyard, there are only a few fallen statues and a young man who stayed here temporarily. It seems to be in disrepair for a long time, but the bamboo forest in the temple is growing well. .

This young man seemed to be taking shelter from the rain. Zhu Yuanzhang said nothing and the accompanying guards did not evict him.

The thick clouds on the horizon rolled like ink, and there was a faint rumble of thunder.

The wind arrives first and the bamboo leaves rustle.

Then the showers came as expected. The raindrops were like thin threads at first, but they turned into strings in an instant, beating the bamboo leaves with crackling sounds.

The electric light penetrates the clouds, illuminates the rain curtain, and reflects each tough bamboo trunk. The rainwater meanders down along the bamboo joints, forming crystal water chains.

The air in the bamboo forest is washed fresh and pleasant, and the fragrance of earth mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and fallen flowers is refreshing.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly became inspired by poetry and recited the poem he came up with in a flash of inspiration: "The gentle drizzle sprinkles the mottled bamboos, and the gentle breeze blows away the flowers."

It's just that he had the first two sentences, but he couldn't figure out the last two sentences. He read it several times, but he still couldn't figure it out.

At this time, a chuckle suddenly came from the corner of the Taoist temple.

"You, a scholar, can you come up with the last two sentences?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

This scholar was arrogant, looking at people with his nostrils and not bowing down for the powerful. He pointed to the capital in the distance and just casually chanted: "Leaning alone on the railing and looking out, the world belongs to the emperor's family."

Zhu Yuanzhang was startled and looked at the Taoist temple, intent on testing him.

"I am the best in the world." This sentence is a pun. "Laozi" refers to both himself and Taoist Laozi.

Unexpectedly, the scholar pointed in the direction of the Saint Sun Altar in Zhongshan and found it easily.

"My grandson is unparalleled in the world."

"You're an interesting scholar. What's your surname? Do you have a nickname?"

"Xie Jin, courtesy name Dashen, went to Beijing to visit friends."

At this moment, several fast horses came from a distance and stopped in front of the Taoist temple. A young man dressed as a eunuch hurried over.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned. He didn't want others to disturb his white dragon fish suit, so he had already issued an order. If there was no important matter, he would wait until he returned to the palace.

This young eunuch, who had been captured from Yunnan, was quick in his work, clear-minded, and knew the right measures. Zhu Yuanzhang liked him very much. Looking at his posture, it was obvious that he had something urgent and would not act without aim.

So Zhu Yuanzhang took a few steps forward and looked at him quietly without reprimanding him.

Ma Sanbao, who was wearing a straw hat, took a breath and calmed his breathing before bowing and reporting.

"Your Majesty, news from the Liaodong Army came from the palace radio station that Wei Guogong Xu Da has suffered from back gangrene. He is very ill and can no longer manage the army."

"Back gangrene?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly. This was not a good disease. Fan Zeng, Liu Biao, Meng Haoran and others all died of this disease.

He summoned Wang Jing, who was beside him, and dictated an imperial edict to him to prepare the edict. He ordered Xin Guogong Tang He to lead the army, and Yan King Zhu Di to escort Xu Da back to the capital. Then he took off the seal he carried around his waist and stamped it.

The war in Liaodong has basically ended, and the Ming army can be said to have achieved a complete victory. Tang He's qualifications and abilities are sufficient to handle the remaining finishing work.

As for asking King Yan Zhu Di to send Xu Da back to the capital, Zhu Yuanzhang had some selfish motives. On the one hand, Zhu Di was Xu Da's son-in-law, so it was reasonable to take care of his father-in-law at this time. On the other hand, he had not seen Zhu Di for a while, and Zhu Yuanzhang also wanted to see him. See your son and explain the affairs in the north at the same time.

After all, Xu Da was in charge of Peiping and Shanxi before, and the generals who founded the Hongwu Kingdom were getting older. Among the new generation of young people, his fourth son, King Yan Zhu Di, was the most outstanding one, and his fiefdom was also in Peking, so Some things are ready for handover.

In fact, since the military power of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was difficult to eliminate for a while, the Ming Dynasty's strategy towards the north shifted from strategic offense to strategic defense after the defeat in the Battle of Lingbei. Of course, this shift does not mean that the Ming Dynasty is afraid of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. In fact, , this is a very wise decision, because the population and territory of the Ming Dynasty are far better than those of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. As long as the Central Plains and other places can get the opportunity to recuperate, then in terms of the growth of population, food, soldiers and other data, the Ming Dynasty will only outstrip the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Getting further and further away, and as time goes by, the elite soldiers of Beiyuan who participated in the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty are also getting older. Beiyuan's combat effectiveness will only become lower and lower, and the number of combatable soldiers will also become lower and lower. Come less and less.

The Ming Dynasty can stabilize its development by guarding the northern border. Under the circumstances of the ebb and flow, the Bei Yuan is bound to lose. And as Yunnan and Liaodong are recovered by the Ming army, the strategic space of the Bei Yuan becomes increasingly narrow.

Xu Da has guarded Peiping for more than ten years. He has been training troops and preparing for the frontier in Peiping and Xuanfu for a long time. He has immigrated more than 35,000 households and more than 190,000 people, established more than 250 farming sites, and cultivated 1,300 fields. More than a hundred hectares. It can be said that the defense system of Peiping was completely established by Xu Da. It was precisely because of his status as Xu Da's son-in-law and disciple, coupled with his own bravery and generals, that Zhu Di was able to gain help from Xu Da. Next, he successfully established his prestige among the Peiping army.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that it was time for Zhu Di to take over Xu Da's class and assume greater responsibilities.

After all, it seems that the second son, King Zhu Ping of Qin, is absurd and carefree and only cares about pleasure, and the third son, King Zhu Fan of Jin, although he has some wisdom and scheming, is too cruel, and neither of them is qualified to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

It would be great if Da Sun could return Yang.

Thinking about these things all the way, Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the palace in a carriage.

And just when Zhu Yuanzhang arrived at Fengtian Gate, Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, came to report.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Yuchu, the great master of Longhu Mountain, asked for an interview and said that he found some new clues from family heirlooms about the matter of Yin Yang Qi Hai."

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