The situation of the Later Jin Dynasty was dire. Some people were depressed, some were frustrated, some were angry, and some were racking their brains for a way to break the impasse.
For example, Huang Taiji, who had never been beaten, was still thinking of learning from the traitor Fan and taking Jinzhou, or waiting for the Ming army to advance while repairing the city and then launching a quick mobile attack.
Thousands of miles away in the imperial palace in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Emperor Zhu Youxiao was also busy reading a newspaper called "Ming Forum".
This was not unusual, but it was indeed very strange that Zhu Youxiao was holding a fake newspaper and reading it with a smile on his face.
The fake newspaper was a fake newspaper, but it was not a forged or stolen name. It was created by Zhu Youxiao. As for the readers, no one would have thought that it was specially prepared for the Jiannu.
Zhu Youxiao thought it was a good idea and handed the newspaper to the palace maid to pass on to Luo Sigong.
Luo Sigong took the newspaper and read it for a few seconds, his eyes widening. When did this news come out? Even he, the head of the Jinyiwei, didn't know about it?
Seeing Luo's surprised expression, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mr. Luo, don't take it seriously. That's fake news, it's just for the Jiannu to see."
Luo Sigong blinked his eyes and finally understood.
His son Luo Yangxing was keeping an eye on the Fan family in Shanxi, and the intelligence he passed back mentioned that "Da Ming Forum" was a source of intelligence for the Jiannu.
The emperor made up a fake newspaper and sent it to the Jiannu spies through Fan Dafu, the butler of the Fan family who had been subdued, to make the Jiannu make a wrong judgment!
"If there are two or three fake issues among ten issues, even a newspaper isn't entirely fake. If there are one or two fake articles, the Jiannu shouldn't notice, right?" Zhu Youxiao stroked his chin, a little complacent, and smiled slyly. "Let's not make a big news story first, but lead the Jiannu astray bit by bit."
Luo Sigong was convinced. He could think of such a trick. It was really hard to detect.
For example, in the newspaper in my hand, one of the reports said that the imperial court intended to mobilize the elite troops from the nine borders and gather 100,000 troops to go to Liao to participate in the war, striving to completely eliminate the Jiannu this year and complete the plan of pacifying Liao.
This is definitely a major event that will put heavy pressure on the Jiannu, and they will be fully prepared for it.
Given the current situation of the Later Jin, the 100,000 Ming reinforcements could enter Liaodong in three routes: the land route to western Liaoning, the sea route to Luda in southern Liaoning, and the sea route to Pi Island in Liaodong. This was a massive offensive!
The Jiannu would certainly have doubts. After almost exhausting the elite troops from the Nine Frontiers, the Ming Dynasty was no longer on guard against the Mongol tribes. However, such doubts did not affect the Jiannu's preparations and precautions.
Ming Dynasty emperors had a tradition of issuing random orders and giving random commands. What was the big deal if he went crazy once in a while? Concentrating forces to first destroy a powerful enemy and then returning to clean up the mess was a strategic approach that also existed in history.
"Your Majesty is extremely wise. The Eastern Tartars will surely fall into the trap." Luo Sigong bowed and expressed his sincere admiration. At least this trick was something he had not thought of.
Zhu Youxiao waved his hand with pretentiousness and said, "How to achieve a perfect result requires careful planning. In addition, it is not necessary to let the Jiannu obtain it through only one channel."
"I understand." Luo Sigong felt his mind broadened and bowed as he replied, "I'll make plans and arrangements when I get back. I'll definitely complete the long-term plan of Your Majesty."
Zhu Youxiao nodded in appreciation and asked some other questions before letting Lao Luo leave.
Hehe, it’s just a few newspapers, the cost is so small, even if it fails, it’s not a loss.
Zhu Youxiao stroked his chin, still immersed in his own creativity. Even if it was just a prank, to scare the Qing army, it was still quite interesting and fun.
As the saying goes, when luck is good, heaven and earth are on your side; when luck is gone, even heroes are helpless.
Zhu Youxiao felt that after his own efforts and shameless efforts, his fortune had turned to the Ming Dynasty and he would no longer be as unlucky as in history.
Not to mention that Lao Nu and Huang Tai Nu are not heroes, even if we barely give them some respect, they still cannot turn things around in the hands of the wise and powerful Emperor Tianqi.
When Zhu Youxiao thought of the Jiannu people flipping through fake newspapers, reading fake news, and racking their brains for countermeasures, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician Yang Hanyi is waiting to see you outside." The palace maid came in to report, interrupting the emperor's fantasy pleasure.
Zhu Youxiao sat up straight and acted like an emperor before allowing the palace servants to summon someone into the hall.
The female doctor Yang Hanyi entered the hall and knelt down to pay her respects. Behind her was a little girl, or a medicine boy, who also performed the ritual of greeting.
"No need for formalities, please stand up." Zhu Youxiao paused for a moment, then waved his hand and asked the palace servants to bring an embroidered cushion and gave him the honor of sitting.
The health of his wives was left to Yang Hanyi, and Zhu Youxiao treated her with the utmost courtesy. Furthermore, he did not have many feudal ideas of male superiority and female inferiority.
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace." Yang Hanyi bowed again before sitting down. The medicine boy blinked his eyes and stood behind her.
This little medicine boy was quite interesting. Zhu Youxiao had seen her two or three times and was deeply impressed by her poker face. She wasn't ugly, but she seemed to have no idea what joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness were.
Her name is also interesting, Taoyan, or Taoyan'er. With her expressionless face, it's hard to tell what she "hates" or whether she "hates" everything.
Zhu Youxiao was particularly concerned after asking about the health of several concubines, especially Zhang Yuer.
Yang Hanyi answered each question respectfully, which made Zhu Youxiao very satisfied.
As long as there's nothing wrong with your body, whether you can get pregnant or not is up to fate. You're still young, so there's no need to worry about it.
Zhu Youxiao ordered the palace servants to bring several medical books, which were all from the royal collection. They were also available among the people, but they were difficult to find.
Learn from the strengths of others, take the essence and discard the dross. This principle applies to any industry's progress.
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