To be honest, Goryeo's war against Japan was not within Zhu Ying's plan.
He is more concerned about the impact on people's livelihood.
But Yao Guangxiao is a guy who, having grown old, can't wait any longer. Once he has a little power, he can't wait to prove himself and create something.
During the period of war against Japan, Japan naturally also sent envoys.
"I want to see your leader. Why did you start a war against my country? Do you know how much impact this will have on my country and Goryeo?"
The Japanese envoy roared angrily, but no one paid any attention to him.
After arriving in Busan, Goryeo for several days, he was almost always under house arrest and did not even have the qualifications to see Yao Guangxiao.
Only today will he be allowed to be released and taken to the seaside.
The guards around had no intention of responding to the Japanese envoy's words, and they just silently escorted him forward.
It’s not that they can’t understand what the Japanese envoys are saying. The Japanese envoys currently speak fluent Chinese.
You know, nowadays, perhaps in the entire Asian region.
Outside the Ming Dynasty, only nobles were qualified to learn Chinese.
In the view of the Japanese envoys, Goryeo was a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, and communicating with it in the language of the suzerain state could invisibly enhance their own status.
Soon, the Japanese envoys were taken to the seaside.
Seeing tens of thousands of troops at sea continuously landing on ships, the Japanese envoys felt their scalps tingling.
With just one glance, he knew that there were at least 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers on board, while the number of people on Tsushima Island, including the civilians, was no more than 30,000.
This is an extremely unequal battle.
"This is a high monk from the Ming Dynasty, and he is also our Goryeo's state teacher. Why don't you pay your respects to him?"
The guard next to him scolded.
When the Japanese envoy saw the black-robed monk in front of him, although he didn't understand how a monk seemed to have become the leader, he still bowed and said, "Japanese envoy Jiro Eguchi pays homage to the Imperial Master."
Yao Guangxiao looked at the army on the seashore and said calmly, "Do you think my army of 80,000 is capable of resisting Tsushima Island?"
Hearing this, Jiangkou Jiro immediately said angrily: "Master Imperial Master, this is a war, not a joke. What on earth did Japan do to offend the Imperial Master that it was necessary to launch such a large-scale war."
"The national master and the great military advisor came from nowhere, and there will definitely be a very bad ending."
Yao Guangxiao chuckled and said, "The Japanese pirates and the government of that country are in collusion. They have invaded not only the coastal areas of Ming Dynasty, but also the coastal areas of Goryeo for many years."
"As far as I know, these pirates who robbed a lot of money in Goryeo and Ming became nobles after returning to Japan. Some big pirates were even received by your emperor in person."
"Or are you only allowing your country, Japan, to invade, and not allowing our country, Goryeo, to fight back?"
Hearing the question from the black-clad Imperial Master in front of him, the Japanese envoy Jiangguchi Jiro argued, "What the Imperial Master said is just a rumor. These Japanese pirates are also hated by everyone in our country. How could they be summoned by the Emperor?"
"We in Japan have also wiped out these bandits many times, but due to the wars in Japan in recent years, we have not been able to take care of them."
"At present, the civil war in Japan has subsided, and the emperor has ordered the start of the crackdown on bandits. I guarantee with my life that in the shortest possible time, the Japanese soldiers will do their best to wipe out the bandits."
"No more bandits will invade Goryeo."
Having said that, the Japanese envoy took off the pipe hat on his head and kowtowed to Yao Guangxiao.
This is a request for Yao Guangxiao to withdraw his troops.
"Your words make sense. There are a large number of Japanese pirates gathering on Tsushima Island. I wonder if those bandits gathering from the sea are Japanese pirates or your Japanese soldiers."
Yao Guangxiao asked.
The Japanese envoy Jiangguchi Jiro raised his head slightly and replied: "Master Imperial Master, whether in Ming Dynasty, Goryeo, or in the territory of Japan, bandits exist."
"When it comes to banditry, the common tactics are to recruit them and eliminate them. These strategies are also being implemented in our country now."
Yao Guangxiao asked: "According to your meaning, these Japanese pirates who invaded Ming and Goryeo only need to get the recognition of Japan and accept the amnesty."
"Then can the crimes they committed in Ming and Goryeo be written off?"
The Japanese envoy replied: "Of course not. If the Imperial Master has evidence to prove that these Japanese pirates who were recruited did invade the coast of Ming and Goryeo."
"When I return to Japan, I will report this to the Emperor and have these bandits punished most severely."
Hearing this, even someone as accomplished in spiritual cultivation as Yao Guangxiao could not help but laugh out loud.
He said: "Take a good look at the 80,000 people in front of you. I don't recognize them. Maybe they are just fishermen out fishing."
"If these 80,000 fishermen go out to sea and affect Japan, please collect evidence and I will punish them severely."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wei Guang, Zhao Pang and others nearby burst into laughter.
"Two countries are at war, and if we do not fight an envoy, come on, let this envoy go back with our ship."
Yao Guangxiao gave the order.
Then the guards forcibly took the Japanese envoy to the seaside.
The Japanese envoy roared angrily, but it did not change anything.
"These Japanese are really birds of a feather. How is he different from those Japanese pirates?" Wei Guang said disdainfully.
What the Japanese envoy said just now is tantamount to misleading right and wrong and calling a horse a zebra.
It is simply wishful thinking to attempt to withdraw troops.
The departure of the 80,000-man army took more than an hour.
As the ship sailed farther and farther on the sea, the indifference in Yao Guangxiao's eyes became deeper and deeper.
He knew that it would be an easy task to seize Tsushima Island.
However, the food reserves on Tsushima Island are not enough for 80,000 people to consume, and it is impossible to last until the beginning of next spring.
Yao Guangxiao estimated that the food on the entire island would be eaten up in perhaps two months.
He knew all this, but still sent 80,000 soldiers over.
Last night, Yao Guangxiao summoned all the generals going to the expedition and issued a special order.
That is, after the expedition to Tsushima Island, all the money and property looted can belong to the general personally and does not need to be handed over to the Goryeo royal family.
It was this special order that made all the generals of Goryeo as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
This is what Yao Guangxiao wanted.
When the food on Tsushima Island was consumed, these generals would lead their soldiers to directly plunder the Japanese mainland.
Obviously, at this stage, the Goryeo soldiers would also face hunger and death.
But does Yao Guangxiao care?
He just needs a result.
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The news that Yao Guangxiao had launched a war soon reached Zhu Ying.
Looking at the intelligence that the first batch of troops would be 80,000, Zhu Ying immediately realized Yao Guangxiao's idea.
"Yao Guangxiao is Yao Guangxiao after all. He is really cruel and ruthless."
Zhu Ying said with some emotion.
Even when he had plans to establish Annan, he had never had such an idea.
However, Zhu Ying naturally couldn't interfere in this matter, so he just had to wait and see what the outcome would be.
Recently, the output of matchlock guns has been increasing in quantity. With the support of a large amount of manpower, the Gunpowder Bureau has been continuously increasing the scale of matchlock gun production.
This month alone, the output of matchlock rifles is expected to exceed the 1,500 mark.
Zhu Ying thought that it was time to actually introduce the matchlock gun into the army.
Just as he was thinking about this, there was a noise outside the door, but no sound came.
Zhu Ying knew that the old man had come.
As soon as this thought came into my mind, the door of the study was pushed open, and the old man walked in with a smile on his face, even a little anxious.
"Quick, quick, grandson, come with us to take a look. Someone just reported that the crops outside the city are almost ready now and can be used as a new batch of grain."
Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was obviously very excited. No one could remain calm when such high-yield crops were ripe.
For Zhu Yuanzhang, this was not just about ensuring food for the people of the world, but also the foundation of his Zhu family's inheritance.
Looking at the end of each dynasty, there were always disasters and famines, which caused the people to live in misery and suffer terribly.
They rebelled because they could no longer bear the hunger.
These crops alone are enough to prolong the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years.
All the people who survive because of these crops will be grateful to the Zhu family.
When Zhu Ying heard the news, she was somewhat moved and, holding the old man's hand, they went out together.
Outside the Kunning Palace, the dragon sedan was ready.
"Grandson, we have arranged for someone to do the calculations. What do you think the yield per mu of these crops can be?"
Although the eldest grandson had already said it before, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but ask again.
Zhu Ying did not hesitate and said directly: "The output of sweet potatoes and potatoes should be around 1,000 kilograms, and the output of corn should be lower, around 500 kilograms."
Although these grains have not been detoxified, they are of relatively high quality in Zhu Ying's inventory in the Western Regions.
At least the yield per mu of the first batch will not be too low.
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard his eldest grandson's reply that the yield per mu would be 1,000 kilograms, and the final calculation that would soon be known, he smiled so hard that his mouth split open.
"Okay, okay, okay, let's see it with our own eyes today. This area can produce a thousand kilograms of grain per mu."
"Grandson, this is a great achievement. It can be said that it is a great merit and has saved countless lives."
"What a great grandson, what a great grandson!"
Hearing the old man's praise, Zhu Ying accepted it calmly.
Of course, he was very clear about the significance of these crops.
It's not just about survival, it's also a liberation of the labor force of the lower-class people.
Before this, all the people needed to cultivate the land carefully and rarely stop.
If any disaster occurs, there will be no harvest.
Now that there are so many choices, it’s completely different, especially many wastelands can be used for planting without too much worry.
The yield per mu in the north is about 300 kilograms, and a little more in the south, but generally no more than 500 kilograms.
These are first-class fertile fields.
As for sweet potatoes, even if the yield is low, there can be 700 to 800 kilograms.
The detoxification technology is also the first research direction that Zhu Ying plans to pass on to his fifth uncle Zhu Su.
If we can develop the detoxification technology.
Even without chemical fertilizers, the yield of sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes per mu will almost always be stable at over 1,500 kilograms.
You should know that in later generations, the normal yield of sweet potatoes is 6,000 kilograms, and the high yield can reach 10,000 kilograms.
The same is true for potatoes.
At this stage, Zhu Ying cannot ask for too much. A yield of more than 1,000 kilograms per mu can be a qualitative change for the entire Ming Dynasty.
Only by liberating a large number of laborers from the land can the door to industry be completely opened.
When Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying arrived at the outskirts of the city, they could already see dozens of officials from the Ministry of Works constantly calculating.
Thousands of soldiers took off their armor, rolled up their sleeves, and laid down their swords.
He picked up the hoe next to him and started digging.
Soldiers followed behind with baskets, putting the dug potatoes and sweet potatoes into the baskets. When the baskets were full, they were sent to the side for officials from the Ministry of Works to weigh.
The Minister of Works Shen Xi was already covered in dust and dirt at this moment.
He had received news about the planting of these crops very early, but His Majesty did not give him the authority to check, so even though he knew about it, he could only wait quietly.
In the past two days, news has come that the crops will soon mature, so he was asked to prepare some officials to go and do the counting.
When he first arrived here, the Minister of Works Shen Xi didn't care about his official uniform and went straight to the ground to start working.
The Ministry of Works was in charge of construction projects, including military farming and water conservancy.
Shen Xi was naturally very knowledgeable about these things. He could roughly calculate the yield per mu by just digging a few meters in radius.
And when this number came out, he was completely shocked.
The yield per mu is 1,000 kilograms. This is a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu.
There is no need for intensive farming or day and night care, and you can easily achieve a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu.
For Shen Xi, who had been immersed in military farming and water conservancy for many years, this was like a myth.
But everything in front of him clearly told him that this was all true.
Shen Xi, holding a potato in one hand and a sweet potato in the other, began to tremble all over.
Then he roared:
"God bless the Ming Dynasty!!!"
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying came here surrounded by soldiers.
"See, grandson? This is the Shangshu of our Ming Dynasty, a second-rank official, and he is already so excited."
"God bless the Ming Dynasty! What a great saying! God bless the Ming Dynasty! This is really true. If it weren't for God's blessing, we would never see our grandson again, and there would be no such thing as this coming to our Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed with a smile.
Zhu Ying looked at the Minister of Works Shen Xi, who was so excited in front of him that he was unaware that the old man and he were coming.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
From today on, Ming Dynasty will be a brand new Ming Dynasty!