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Chapter 548 Mao Wenlong's Audience

When Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai were ordered to meet and entered the palace, it was already the third day after they entered Beijing.

Entering the palace, Mao Wenlong was also overwhelmed by the majestic royal architecture.

You know, even though he has experienced many battles, now as the town commander, he started from the grassroots and caught up with the opportunity before he gradually gained power.

In terms of background, Mao Wenlong is neither a martial artist, nor a Wen Jinshi.According to rumors, he is just Li Chengliang's family soldier, and he has an old relationship with the old slave Nurhachi.

So, not to mention the imperial palace, even the capital, maybe he has never been here.Mao Wenlong kept calm, probably just pretending, afraid that others would laugh at him as a bumpkin.

Under the guidance of the palace guards, the two came to Qianqing Palace and were first led into the side hall to wait. The emperor was summoning important officials.

The two entered the side hall, and were surprised to find that several large sand tables were divided into two rows.Taking a closer look, the left side is the southern coast, including the Nanyang Islands; the right side is the northern region, extending far away, which the two of them have never seen before.

Walking slowly through the middle aisle between the two rows of sand tables, Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai unanimously cast their gazes to the right side for a closer look.

Liaodong, the Great Wall, Mongolian ministries... these are not unfamiliar, but the sand table covers more than that.

"Mobei..." Gou Zhen couldn't hide his astonishment, and stretched out his finger.

Mao Wenlong nodded vigorously, his eyes moved to Liaodong, and then extended to the north. He was shocked by the vastness of that place.

Following Mao Wenlong's gaze, Gou Zhenhuai's gaze also shifted over, and he blinked, his astonishment becoming heavier.

"I didn't expect—" Mao Wenlong said in a low voice, "The north of Liaodong is so wide, and the remnants of Jiannu can go further north."

Gou Zhenhuai nodded lightly, fell into deep thought, and said uncertainly after a while: "Long live doesn't necessarily mean extermination of slaves, expanding the territory north is the most important thing, right?"

Aware of Mao Wenlong's gaze, Gou Zhenhuai continued to explain: "If you want to exterminate the slaves, it seems easier to recruit elite soldiers to act like the champion of the hussars and seal the wolves into Xuxu."

Huo Qubing is good at large-scale use of cavalry groups, fast maneuvering, and long-distance raids.Although it is already a tactic of the Han Dynasty, it is also applicable to current operations.At least, Gou Zhenhuai thinks so.

Moreover, detours and depths, interspersed with the siege at the fastest speed, and dealt a devastating blow to the remnants of Jiannu, can also save a lot of supplies.

Mao Wenlong's eyes flashed, and he also thought of the crux of the problem.The emperor once said that it should be feasible to advance from Liaodong to the bitter cold north, a hundred miles a year.

Carefully analyzing the emperor's words, we can see that the emperor not only wanted to eliminate the remnants of the slaves, but also revealed his determination to expand the territory.

Nuer Gandusi was the largest expansion area of ​​the Ming Dynasty. Obviously, the emperor must at least achieve this goal.Even, to surpass the achievements of Emperor Yongle.

Thinking of this, Mao Wenlong's eyes stayed on the sand table, staring at the mountains and rivers above it, thinking about how to make the following performances in line with the holy will.

The same goes for Gou Zhenhuai, who felt that it was meaningful for the emperor to ask them to look at the sand table before summoning them.

In the main hall, Wu Yongxian, the new governor of Liaodong, is making a final report to the emperor.No matter who takes over the military command of Liaodong, he will rush to Liaodong after his majesty resigns today.

This is something that has already been decided and has nothing to do with Mao Wenlong's going to Beijing.

During Wu Yongxian's stay in Beijing, he selected capable officials from the Ministry of Officials who he recognized, and under the emperor's instruction, he discussed the agricultural development of Liaodong with Xu Guangqi and other agricultural experts.

As for his meeting with Mao Wenlong, it was also arranged by the emperor.It is of great significance to Liaodong to have a leadership team that combines civil and military skills.

In other words, if Mao Wenlong took credit for being arrogant, domineering and unruly, as long as Wu Yongxian had such comments, the emperor would not hesitate to change the leader of Liaodong.

Because, just as Gou Zhenhuai and Mao Wenlong guessed after reading the sand table, the emperor's current goal is not just to eliminate the remnants of the slaves.

Pushing forward continuously to the north, the speed of expanding the territory has been estimated in the emperor's mind.What he wants is a stable occupation, immigration filling, development and construction, not just a gust of sweeping, or the previous kind of custodial rule.

"Long live, in the field of agriculture, all the humble ministers listen to the right's suggestion to participate in politics, and mobilize the people..."

Regarding Wu Yongxian's performance as a guarantee, the emperor nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "In this way, I am relieved. The coming of the catastrophe is not far away, and all the arrangements and responses are justified. Yes. It is the good fortune of the people of Liao that Wu Qing can believe in it and implement it in earnest.”

Wu Yong first bowed and said: "Long live, don't worry, I will complete the reconstruction of Liaodong in three years and make it flourish."

What worried the emperor most was that some governors did not take their own warnings and arrangements seriously, and still followed the old ideas.

Take agriculture as an example. Potatoes, rye, corn and other cold and drought tolerant crops are planted on a large scale in Liaodong.Even if it is a major disaster, it will not lead to failure.

However, it is not only laborious and time-consuming to continue planting wheat, rice and other crops, but in the end most of the time there will be no harvest at all.

The emperor's requirements were not high, and he took advantage of the vast black land in Liaodong to make up for the poor harvest with the amount of land.Even if self-sufficiency cannot be achieved, the less food imported from overseas, the better.

Of course, Wu Yongxian also knew that the Liaodong officials sent by the emperor himself, such as Chen Zilong, who participated in politics on the right, carried the agricultural planting plan that the emperor personally participated in formulating.

If he showed even a little disbelief in the imminent disaster, the emperor would not have appointed him governor of Liaodong.

What the emperor needs now are obedient officials, not stubborn officials who think they are smart.

"Three years—" the emperor pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "Okay, then I will wait for good news from Wu Aiqing."

As he said that, the emperor signaled the courtiers to bring the box of secret music to Wu Yongxian, and said solemnly: "If you have something important, you can use this box of secret music, and the special person from the Zhenfu Department will send it urgently."

Wu Yong bowed to take it first, knowing that being able to enjoy this treatment was a sign of the emperor's trust, so he knelt down and thanked him.

The emperor rewarded some items, and after some consolation, Wu Yong was asked to leave first.

The hall quieted down, the emperor drank tea and sorted out his thoughts before letting the palace servants Xuan Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai have an audience.

"My minister Mao Wenlong (Gou Zhenhuai) kowtows to my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

When Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai entered the hall, they knelt down to pay respects without daring to raise their heads.

The emperor smiled faintly, and waited for the two of them to pay homage before saying in a friendly manner: "The two lovers are flat."

"Long live my emperor thank you."

Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai stood up and bowed, but they still didn't dare to look up.

"Give me a seat." The emperor's voice echoed in the hall again, with a calm tone, which made Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai relax a little.

After thanking each other, the two sat down on the embroidered pier with their bodies crossed.

The emperor looked at Mao Wenlong and Gou Zhenhuai. Gou Zhenhuai hadn't seen each other for several years, and he had changed a lot. His skin color was darker and more vicissitudes.

But this is the first time Mao Wenlong has seen him. Although he is a general, he is not that tall.

I heard that Mao Wenlong is still a fortune teller and makes a living by it, I don't know if it is true or not?The emperor pursed the corners of his mouth lightly, revealing a slight smile.

(End of this chapter)