Would Zhu Yuanzhang deny the proposal of his eldest grandson?
After Shen Xi wrote out the regulations overnight, he handed them over to His Majesty after the morning court session the next day.
After reading it, Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the desk and shouted, "Great! As expected of our eldest grandson, this action will not damage the treasury of our Great Ming, nor will it hurt the people in the slightest, but it will make Zhengyang Avenue 30 meters wide, fully demonstrating the elegance and grandeur of our Great Ming."
"Only our eldest grandson could think of such a good thing. According to this, within a few years, our entire capital will be completely renewed."
"What a great grandson! What a great grandson!"
Seeing that His Majesty was so happy, Shen Xi swallowed all the words that were about to come to his throat.
He was not stupid. If he raised any objection at this time, he would probably be hit by a black sand on his head.
"This matter must be moved forward quickly. We must not slack off. If it is completed sooner, we can also see the grand spectacle of Zhengyang Avenue sooner."
"It is a major matter for the country and the people."
Then he instructed Liu He, "According to what our eldest grandson said, prepare a notice and quickly spread it to the provincial capitals and spread it throughout the country, so as to attract wealthy merchants from all over the Ming Dynasty to compete for purchases."
"I obey your order!"
"I obey your order!"
Shen Xi and Liu He bowed together and replied.
Zhu Yuanzhang was not an experienced person. When he defeated Zhang Shicheng, he was really impressed by the level of wealth he saw.
From then on, he understood how rich one could be.
It was from that time that Zhu Yuanzhang began to pay attention to the wealthy gentry in Jiangnan. Even though he increased taxes again and again, Jiangnan did not become poor.
Zhu Yuanzhang made the final decision, and the matter of Zhengyang Avenue was settled.
It will take Shen Xi two days to prepare before the plan can be officially implemented.
At this moment, the General Security Office of the Ming Dynasty Capital.
The sounds of wailing and screaming were endless, so loud that they could be heard clearly on the streets outside the yamen.
Lan Yu sat in the courtyard with a gloomy face, watching the yamen runners being beaten below.
These yamen runners were the people who had violated the law again during yesterday's investigation. A careful count showed that there were more than 200 of them.
This was the result after Lan Yu had already summoned all the personnel for a lecture.
These people dare to commit crimes against the law.
"Beat them, beat them hard. You dare to treat my lecture as a joke. I will beat you to death today. I want to see if the elders behind you dare to say something to me."
Looking at the pleading, angry, and even hostile eyes below.
Lan Yu was so desperate that he started cursing loudly.
He is the Duke of Liang, the Grand Commander-in-Chief of the General Security Bureau, and the head of the nobles and generals in Huaixi. If he really gets ruthless, he will not recognize any relatives. Who in the capital dares to nag him?
Even the current Minister of Personnel dared to lead troops to block the door and beat the big boss who was unable to attend the court.
After hearing these harsh words, the rich young men dressed as yamen runners immediately felt Lan Yu's majesty and even their humming became much quieter.
"The General Directorate of Public Security of the Ming Dynasty is doing honorable and upright things. You are scoundrels who steal and bully the people. As the saying goes, do not do evil, no matter how small it is. You wear official uniforms and control fairness, but you do unjust things."
"Today I will punish you with a small punishment but give you a big warning. If you do it again, your crime will be even more severe."
"I advise you not to think about resigning. Once you enter my door, if you want to leave, you have to leave sideways."
"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."
Lan Yu made a harsh statement directly. When it comes to commanding and training troops, Lan Yu is very skilled.
Besides, while others might be wary of these rich kids, he had no scruples. If he really wanted to kill dozens of them, no one would dare to bother with him.
Even if they are descendants of Huaixi nobles and generals, it is useless.
This act of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys made the yamen runners who were lucky enough not to be caught tremble in fear.
No matter if they were being beaten or watching the show, they all understood one thing in their hearts, that is, Duke Liang was serious.
Those who disobey will really be beaten to death.
"The inspection of the capital will continue today. If the Royal Guards send another message, I will not be so easy to deal with."
Lan Yu snorted coldly.
"Yes, sir!" All the yamen runners below immediately stood up straight and replied loudly.
Lan Yu nodded slightly and waved his hand, and the bailiffs immediately scattered.
"Uncle, isn't this too harsh? Sen thinks it's a bit too hasty."
The only person who dared to speak to Lan Yu like this was naturally Chang Sen.
The relationship between the uncle and nephew is quite good. Since Chang Sen followed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and returned from the Henan plague incident, he has made some contributions.
After that, he successfully entered the Governor's Mansion.
But the official position is not very good.
After Lan Yu took office as the Grand Commander of the Ming Dynasty's Public Security Bureau, he transferred Chang Sen over as his deputy after obtaining the consent of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"They are all spoiled brats. If they are not taught a lesson, they will not know the seriousness of the situation. This is also what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince meant. We must discipline them properly."
"Now our Public Security Department is directly under the command of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. However, you also know that there has been no communication from the Public Security Department branches in other parts of Ming Dynasty. It is obvious that they are all under the direct control of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"This is a test. If the security of the capital doesn't change, I'm afraid our place will be no different from the Five Cities Military Command in the past."
"Only if we truly improve the Public Security Department will His Highness pay attention to it. Otherwise, I'm afraid this Public Security Department will just become a place for you and my uncle to live in."
Lan Yu said earnestly.
During this period of time, he finally understood his own situation and also realized how powerful His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was.
Without making a fuss, his military power was completely handed over.
Combined with the shares given for setting up the factory and the market price of the shares, many of his colleagues not only did not feel sad for him, but instead envied him.
But what is left of Lan Yu now?
The famous Public Security Department now has only two or three big and small cats, and the rest are commanded by a group of rabble, flatterers and dandies.
The title of the Grand Commander of the Public Security Bureau is so resounding, and the Public Security Bureau can arrest all lawless elements, from ministers to common people. It sounds very impressive.
In fact, Lan Yu was summoned into the palace by His Majesty because of his attempt to assassinate the Crown Prince a few days ago.
On other days, even the qualification to attend the morning court was deprived.
According to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's intention, in the near future, we should focus on building up the Public Security Bureau.
Lan Yu now completely understood that if the Public Security Bureau was not built well, then this would be the only outcome.
After hearing this, Chang Sen's expression became somewhat solemn.
Of course, he was very clear about the current situation of the Public Security Bureau.
Not only does it have no connection with other government offices, it seems as if the entire Ming Dynasty officialdom has forgotten about it.
"I'll keep an eye on them."
After thinking about it over and over again, Chang Sen said in a deep voice.
There is no room for regrets once you enter this Public Security Bureau.
As Lan Yu's nephew, he had no intention of leaving at this time and could only work hard.
Try to gain the attention of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as soon as possible.
…
"I didn't expect that he didn't take action when there was such a good opportunity. Instead, he let it go. Was he doing it for my father to see, or did he want me to return to my heart?"
"I had already made plans, but I didn't expect it to go this way."
In a restaurant somewhere, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong sat facing each other.
Zhu Di drank the wine in the cup in one gulp and said in a deep voice.
This time, when his father's house arrest order came down and Jiang Li inquired about it, Zhu Di felt that it would be difficult for him to get through.
The idea of establishing a country overseas was nothing but a pie in the sky by Zhu Ying to fool him.
It was too easy to implicate himself in this matter. Putting himself in his shoes, Zhu Di felt that he would not have any hesitation.
Of course, he would not die, but there would be no problem in deposing his throne and taking back the fiefdom.
On the third day, Zhu Di heard the news of the beheading and assassination of thousands of people outside. He dressed neatly and waited for the eunuchs to come.
However, the eunuch did come to the door, but he brought the news that his father was under house arrest.
This made Zhu Di a little confused.
Am I overthinking it?
If you think about it carefully, you will be filled with doubts.
Zhu Di had long known that Zhu Ying was not a good person. Many of his deeds in the Western Regions were cruel and ruthless.
How can you let yourself go so easily?
Did he not consider himself as an opponent, or was he just doing it for his father to see?
"Is it possible that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wants my uncle to guard Japan and educate the foreign people?"
Li Jinglong said after hesitating for a while.
As the saying goes, those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see clearly.
Considering all of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's actions before and after his arrival in the capital, Li Jinglong really did not feel the same way about the Prince of Yan.
After all, in the imperial palace, even though Zhu Yunwen now occupies the East Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not expressed any other overly strong opinions.
Living in the East Palace is a normal behavior for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and there is nothing wrong with it in terms of status and morality.
If you say you want to pretend to be like this, given His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's intelligence, there is really no need for that.
The only explanation is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really doesn't care about the Eastern Palace.
Being sympathetic to veteran soldiers can be said to be a way to gain prestige in the military.
Serving breakfast to all officials at the Meridian Gate during the morning court session is not something that everyone would think of.
Throughout history, even the most wise kings would not do this. Only those who truly care about the officials can do so.
From this point of view, Li Jinglong truly could not sense the cruelty of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, only his kindness and righteousness.
"The assassination plot has nothing to do with me, but I don't even bother to do such a despicable thing."
Zhu Di snorted coldly and answered the question irrelevantly.
In fact, in Zhu Di's heart, he already felt that Zhu Ying did not deliberately suppress him.
But now this feeling instead seems like I'm being driven by Zhu Ying.
By the way, Zhu Ying was the crown prince and would succeed the throne in the future.
As a vassal king, he was originally a subject to the emperor, so even if he was a vanguard general, it was still in accordance with the law.
"I really hope to fight Japan sooner. I don't want to stay in the capital for long. Jinglong, are there any outstanding students who are willing to follow me to Japan?"
Zhu Di added.
Now his mind was a little confused and he was very unhappy, so he wanted to find a place to vent.
Now it seems that conquering Japan is the best way for him to vent his anger.
Thinking of the Japanese pirates in Japan, a cold look flashed in Zhu Di's eyes.
Li Jinglong smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle. I have contacted many friends and they all said they are willing to work for you. Many people have also contacted friends in my hometown and are willing to recommend you."
"At least it would be good if there were a hundred people following us."
Hearing this, Zhu Di's eyes flashed with joy.
He knew that Li Jinglong had a good reputation among the literati, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. In such a short period of time, he already had a hundred people.
At least if we go to Japan, we can gather a hundred officials so that we are not left without anyone to use.
"Thank you for your hard work, Jinglong. This cup is for Jinglong."
Zhu Di raised his glass.
Li Jinglong also picked up his glass and said, "Let's drink together!"
The two drank it in one gulp, and Li Jinglong continued, "It's not really my nephew's credit. There are so many students in the Ming Dynasty now, and the imperial examination is difficult. There are also rumors that the imperial examination will be greatly changed, and the Hanlin Academy is compiling new classics."
"Students have studied so hard, how can they accept that all their efforts will be wasted if the reforms are carried out?"
"The future is uncertain. In addition, my cousin has a great reputation and prestige. He has made great contributions and led the army to be invincible."
"Anyone knows that the Japanese are just a bunch of idiots. How can they be a match for my uncle? When the feudal state was first established, talents were scarce. If you go there earlier, you can become a senior official."
Listening to Li Jinglong's words, Zhu Di's face gradually became filled with joy.
He has always been very confident in fighting Japan. Now he has hundreds of scholars following him, so he doesn't have to worry about having no one to use.
I just hope it will be over sooner, when that time comes.
The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.
There is no need to hesitate in this capital anymore.
"In another three months, it will be time to attack Japan. Just be patient for another three months."
Thinking of this, Zhu Di drank up the wine in the glass again to relieve his sorrow.
…
At this time, something unexpected was happening in Goryeo.
By November, the weather near Goryeo had become cold, and the soldiers in the army began to warm themselves by bonfires.
"Master, there is news from Tsushima Island. Due to the invasion of the Japanese mainland, there have been heavy losses. Currently, 30,000 of the 80,000 troops have been destroyed."
"But the situation in Japan is not good either, with about 20,000 casualties."
In Busan, in the military camp, Wei Guangxiang reported to Yao Guangxiao.
Yao Guangxiao was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that these Korean troops could achieve such a record.
In the past, Goryeo was often the target of Japan's attacks. Often, only a few thousand Japanese pirates dared to attack Goryeo's army of tens of thousands.
Although the damage is not one to one, it is still very good.
"You didn't lie about military intelligence, did you?" Yao Guangxiao asked.
Wei Guang shook his head and said, "It should be not much different. The spies over there have also received news in secret, and the harvest is also quite rich. I think they can barely survive the winter."
After a slight hesitation, Wei Guang continued, "The spies sent a message that the generals seem to be preparing to launch another invasion before the winter comes."
Yao Guangxiao was not surprised and said, "If we fight again this time and plunder enough food, we can also reduce the number of soldiers and survive the severe winter. I think this battle will definitely start."
After hearing this, Wei Guang pondered for a moment and asked, "Master, should we also participate, or send some more soldiers over?"
"The army is running low on food now. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's plan has been obstructed by others, and no one is bringing food here now."
Speaking of this, Wei Guang became a little angry.
Originally, food was being transported in continuously, and with the army's own collection, it was enough for them to safely get through the winter and arrive at the beginning of next spring.
However, in the border areas of Ming Dynasty, it was suddenly rumored that the Qunying Chamber of Commerce was controlled by the grandson of the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince, and they were secretly investigating the situation outside Ming Dynasty, most of them were spies.
As a result, both the Goryeo natives and other tribes began to change their attitudes.
The most important thing is that no one is sending food to the national army in Busan.
Yao Guangxiao frowned slightly, but his expression was still calm.
At his age, nothing can disturb his mood.
"Send a message to the King of Goryeo, and also to General Lee Seong-gye, asking them to send enough food."
Yao Guangxiao said calmly.
"this……"
Wei Guang paused for a moment and then said, "Master, I'm afraid Lee Seong-gye won't agree."
Yao Guangxiao led an army of more than 100,000 to the coast of Busan. In a sense, he had already drained all the resources of the Qun Ying Chamber of Commerce here.
It also exposes the real contradictions directly.
Although he did not openly fall out with Lee Seong-gye, it is conceivable that Lee Seong-gye would not be so foolish as to send food.
Even if more than 100,000 soldiers died of starvation, Lee Seong-gye would only clap his hands and laugh, gloating over the misfortune and wishing for nothing more.
He was eager to take over these troops in one fell swoop.
Completely control Goryeo.
As for the King of Goryeo in public, he was just a puppet, and Wei Guang was too lazy to even mention him.
Yao Guangxiao asked the King of Goryeo to deliver the letter, but it was out of habit. After all, as a Han Chinese, Yao Guangxiao paid more attention to justice.
"How long will the remaining food in our army last?" Yao Guangxiao asked calmly.
Wei Guang calculated in his mind and said, "If we save some food, we can probably survive for more than a month, and it won't be difficult to survive for more than ten thousand years."
Upon hearing this, Yao Guangxiao replied: "It is the New Year's Day, and the whole country should celebrate together. How can we treat the soldiers unfairly? Wouldn't this chill the soldiers' hearts?"
"You can write the letter to the King of Goryeo as usual. As for Lee Seong-gye, tell him clearly in the letter that if there is no food, I will have to go back today and have a New Year's Eve dinner with General Lee."
Hearing this, Wei Guang suddenly understood.
He laughed and said, "Well, what the national teacher said is very good. Old fellow Lee Seong-gye is still dreaming if he wants to wait and watch the show."
"If you don't send us food, we'll go to the king's city and get it ourselves."
"It's just a small city of Kaijing. I can easily defeat it."
"I will ask the soldiers to pass on the message."
After saying this, Wei Guang planned to leave the camp.
"Don't worry."
Yao Guangxiao called Wei Guang.
"Does the Imperial Master have any other instructions?" Wei Guang stopped and asked after hearing this.
Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "When you leave later, tell the entire army that food will be delivered to Kaijing within half a month, so please rest assured."
Wei Guang's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "I understand."
Yao Guangxiao watched Wei Guang walk out of the camp. After a few breaths, he heard Wei Guang shouting outside, saying that there was a letter from Kaijing saying that food would be delivered within half a month.
Then, there was a loud noise.
Obviously, the soldiers were also very excited to receive this news.
Hearing what happened outside the tent, Yao Guangxiao's mouth curled up slightly.
Goryeo is not as good as Ming Dynasty.
This place is not that big. It only takes ten days to travel from the capital of Goryeo to Busan if you are fast.
The half month that Yao Guangxiao mentioned was to force Lee Seong-gye to make a choice quickly.
After all, it is several hundred miles away, and it may not be possible to get there in half a month.
If we rush from Busan, the letter will reach Lee Seong-gye within three days.
From making the decision to departure, you will receive a reply within seven days.
By then, as long as the food can arrive in Busan before New Year's Day, there will be no problem.
As for the custom of the Spring Festival, Goryeo was influenced by Han culture and had the same custom, and it was on the same day as the Spring Festival of the Ming Dynasty.
Two days later, outside the capital city.
"Urgent news from Busan! Open the city gates immediately! Urgent news from Busan! Open the city gates immediately!"
A postman riding a fast horse and wearing distinctive clothes shouted loudly outside the city gate.
The soldiers at the city gate did not dare to delay and quickly opened the gate to let the post riders enter the city.
The Yuan Dynasty's post station system was also opened in Goryeo. Although there were not many post stations in Goryeo and they were not well maintained, they were still used to transmit urgent military information.
Kaijing, the General’s Mansion.
Although the information from the post riders was delivered to the gate of the palace, it soon changed course and went directly to the general's mansion.
In order to avoid suspicion, Lee Seong-gye has not officially moved into the palace.
At this time, he was entertaining his many loyal subordinates, enjoying fine wine and meals, and listening to singing girls playing music and dancing.
There was a commotion outside, and a man rushed in. After seeing Lee Seong-gye, he knelt down and raised the letter in his hand and said, "General, urgent news from Busan!"
As for the post stations, only the Ming Dynasty has express services of 600 miles and 800 miles.
On the Goryeo side, even if it is routine expedited, it can't be faster and there is no need to go any faster.
After all, the place is so small that even if you travel 800 miles at an urgent speed, you can run from the east to the west of Goryeo.
It's happening so fast that the Goryeo ministers may not be able to adapt.
Lee Seong-gye stood up slowly, his movements were relatively slow.
Because you are kneeling, you need to relax a little. If you force yourself to walk, you may fall due to numbness in your knees.
When receiving the letter, Lee Seong-gye looked somewhat happy.
I think there must be some problem with Busan National Master Daoyan, so I can just watch the fun.
The bigger the problem, the better. Anyway, don't expect to get any help from me.
If the problem really gets serious, I might be able to send people over to take the army back.
All those who could be in this room were considered Lee Seong-gye's confidants. Except for a few who looked a little strange, the rest had happy expressions on their faces.
They all knew what the Busan emergency news meant.
Just before dinner, everyone was talking about how the Busan National Army would survive this harsh winter.
The letter was slowly opened, and the words on it were naturally Chinese characters.
During this period, Goryeo did not have its own writing system, and Hunminjeongeum was not invented until nearly sixty years later by King Sejong.
Of course, the so-called Goryeo language came into being due to the birth of translation.
It can be understood as a Korean dialect.
After all, even within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, even though they were all Han people, it was very difficult for people in the east and west to communicate.
Lee Seong-gye, who was about to read the contents of the letter with great excitement, gradually became stiff in expression.
The hall was originally quite noisy; the generals and officials who were laughing stopped talking when they saw Lee Seong-gye's expression.
Only the music, singing and dancing continued.
After reading it, Li Chenggui kicked the table away and shouted at the dancing girl: "Get out, get out of here!!!"
The maiko was so frightened that she trembled all over. She dared not say anything and quickly retreated with her head bowed.
"General, what happened in Busan?"
A civil official stood up and bowed and asked.
Lee Seong-gye's teeth were clenched, and a sound escaped from between his teeth: "Master Daoyan wants me to transport food to Busan for him."
The civil officials and military officers were stunned when they heard this. One military officer stood up and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that Imperial Master Daoyan has gone mad. He actually wants us to deliver food for him. This is ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.
Everyone thought the general was joking.
However, the laughter soon stopped, because there was no smile on Lee Seong-gye's face, but instead his expression was gloomy.
"In the letter, Imperial Master Daoyan wrote that if no food is delivered, he should come to Kaijing on New Year's Day to spend the Spring Festival with this general."
Hearing this, everyone immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
The Busan National Master has an army of 200,000. Even though it is said that 80,000 of them went to Tsushima Island, the remaining 120,000 are not to be trifled with.
Kaesong was defending the city, so the 120,000-strong army was no match for Lee Seong-gye.
As the current capital of Goryeo, Kaesong is also relatively solid in terms of city construction.
With tens of thousands of defenders in the city, even without any reinforcements, it would not be a problem for them to hold out for several months.
But the problem is that if the 120,000-strong army of the imperial division returns to Kaifeng, the concept will be completely different.
First of all, in name, Daoyan was the national teacher of Goryeo. Without much thought, he naturally collected food everywhere during his journey.
No one would think that an army of 120,000 would leave nothing unharmed wherever it passed through. They might just sweep through the area.
Furthermore, it is difficult to do politically.
It is impossible to defend the city.
If we defend the city, it means that all places outside Kaifeng will be handed over to the imperial teacher.
Moreover, in terms of status, the national teacher was second only to the King of Goryeo, and was even higher than General Lee Seong-gye.
This is very embarrassing.
After a battle, Lee Seong-gye might become the traitor.
After calming down, Lee Seong-gye asked in a deep voice, "Is there any urgent report sent to the palace?"
The postman replied, "General, there is also an urgent report from the palace, which has been delivered."
Li Chenggui said harshly: "What a great national teacher, he really does things in a way that leaves no trace."
After receiving the news, Lee Seong-gye waved his hand and asked the postman to leave.
Then sit cross-legged on the ground.
Immediately, a servant came over to clean up for Lee Seong-gye, straightened the table, and filled the wine glasses.
"Everyone, please discuss this. The state teacher is short of food now. What should we do?"
At this time, Lee Seong-gye could only pass this difficult problem to his subordinate civil and military officials to see if anyone could come up with a better idea.
Obviously, this difficult task is too difficult for everyone.
For a long time, no one said anything.
"Don't you have any ideas for me? Or do you want me to endure this humiliation and send a large amount of food to the Han national teacher for him to enjoy!!!"
Lee Seong-gye roared loudly in rage.
No one dared to speak, but a burly general had a strange look in his eyes, then he stood up, clasped his fists and bowed, shouting: "If the general gives the order, I will lead 50,000 troops and head straight to Busan, and I will make that Dao Yan State Master obediently obey."
Upon hearing this, Lee Seong-gye was about to get angry, but when he saw the burly general, his anger gradually dissipated.
This general Lee Seong-gye was very familiar to him. In the early days on the battlefield, he had risked his life to save his own life many times. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't know whether he could still be sitting here.
A hint of approval flashed across his eyes. After all, he still had a few capable confidants.
Waving his hand, Lee Seong-gye said, "Your courage is commendable, but don't mention such reckless things again in the future."
Hearing this, the burly general's eyes flashed with extremely strong regret. Lee Seong-gye didn't care when he saw it. He knew that the burly general loved fighting and just thought it was a regret that he couldn't fight.
However, after this interruption, Lee Seong-gye no longer had the heart to ask questions.
He let out a long breath to ease the depression in his heart, and finally said with all his strength: "Let's discuss it. After all, the national teacher is my Goryeo national teacher. Those more than 100,000 soldiers are also Goryeo people. We should not watch them starve to death."
"But the letter from the Imperial Master did not mention how much food is needed. Let's see how much food should be transported."
After Lee Seong-gye finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room.
After a while, a civil official bowed and said, "I think the Imperial Master currently has 120,000 soldiers, and 300,000 stones of grain are sufficient."
Immediately afterwards, a civil official objected: "No, 300,000 dan is only enough for a 120,000-man army to consume in a month, and it will be New Year's Day soon. We should not limit it too much. In my opinion, 400,000 dan is enough."
Then, another objection was raised: "No, no, it's not just rice and wheat, but also fodder for horses, firewood and cotton clothes. We need them all. The severe winter is coming, and we must have warm clothes."
"And according to custom, severe cold weather should last for nearly two months, so we should prepare enough food at once to survive the winter. Otherwise, if we run out of food halfway, the loss from transportation will be huge."
Lee Seong-gye felt a headache.
These civil officials are becoming more and more outrageous.
However, he knew clearly in his heart that the Imperial Master did not specify the demand, which meant that he had a greater demand.
What this means is that if he is clearly dissatisfied, he will lead a large army to come.
What else could Lee Seong-gye do? At this moment, it was impossible for him to go against National Master Doyeon.
The only hope is that after the beginning of next spring, the expedition to Japan will cause Imperial Master Daoyan to suffer heavy losses.
Only then will he have the chance to take back everything he owns.
Zhu Ying, who was thousands of miles away, naturally knew nothing about Goryeo.
The spread of information is not so fast. By the time we get the news, it may have been after the New Year.
Even if he knew, Zhu Ying wouldn't care.
If the black-robed prime minister Yao Guangxiao did not even have this ability, he would never have been recorded in history.
After something went wrong with the matter of raising food for Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Ying wrote a letter to Busan, Goryeo to explain the situation and never cared about it again.
At this time, Zhu Yingzheng was discussing with Zhu Yuanzhang the strategy for spring farming of sweet potatoes, yams and corn.
It is now the beginning of November, and in about two months it will be New Year's Day.
In the next month, spring will return to the earth, all things will revive, and it will be time for spring ploughing.
"According to the Ministry of Revenue, there are about 300,000 dan of sweet potatoes and other grains. We need to carefully consider where to transport these grains and where to distribute them."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.
New Year's Day is approaching, and Zhu Yuanzhang feels that this New Year will be the happiest year for him in the past ten years.
It may seem a bit unfair to Crown Prince Zhu Biao to say this, but from the heart, the dead are gone, and that is true.
And these sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn.
With such a promising yield, one can imagine how happy the national treasury will be when the summer grain tax is collected next year.
The most important thing is that with these crops, most people can have enough food and clothing.
"My grandson believes that whether it is sweet potatoes, potatoes, or corn, they all have one thing in common, which is that they are drought-resistant and barren-resistant. Although there is a loss in yield, it can still save many lives."
"There is a lot of rice in the south, and there is a lot of grain every summer and autumn. Why not send more of it to the north?"
Zhu Ying said calmly.
Whether in the northwest or northeast, there is a serious shortage of water resources, and most of the land is dry land, which is more suitable for the habits of crops such as sweet potatoes.
If it is widely spread in the south, it will lead to the problem of competition for rice.
For example, in the northwest, there is no need to worry about so many things. Compared with the south, the land is vast and the population is sparse, so crops can be grown everywhere.
Zhu Yuanzhang agreed and said, "What the eldest grandson said makes sense. Let's order the post stations to distribute the grain seeds to the people as soon as possible so that they can prepare for the spring ploughing next year."
Although there are still two or three months left, we must act now.
First of all, the journey is long. It takes one or two months just to transport it, and then it will take almost the same amount of time to distribute it to the local government.
If we delay it a little and miss the spring sowing, that will be a big problem.
After thinking for a while, Zhu Ying continued, "Grandpa, in fact, corn is most suitable for planting in the Shaanxi area, but it is a pity that it is occupied by the rebels now."
When he heard about the rebels in Shaanxi, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly.
Then he asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhu Ying replied: "My grandson discovered during his time in the Western Regions that corn is the best feed, especially for feeding war horses."
"War horses fed with corn are often stronger than other horses fed with finer grass."
"If we can grow corn on a large scale in Shaanxi, it will not only provide food and clothing for the people, but also enable us to raise a large number of high-quality war horses for the Ming Dynasty."
War horses were an extremely important strategic resource for the Ming Dynasty.
In foreign wars, at least in the next few decades, cavalry will be the main force. If you want to go on an expedition, whether it is to Japan or Annan and other countries, you will need a large number of war horses.
The Guanshan grassland in Shaanxi is the largest and only natural grassland in the territory of the Ming Dynasty.
Qin Fuzi has been famous for his horse breeding since ancient times.
Whether in the powerful Han Dynasty or the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Guanshan provided a large number of high-quality war horses to ensure the supply of war horses in the army.
It can be said that Guanshan War Horse is the most important place for the Central Plains dynasty.
Without high-quality war horses, it would be difficult to compete with the enemies on the grassland.
Although there were rebels in Shaanxi, the army was guarding the mountains and pass, so the rebels did not have the courage to provoke.
Just transporting grain seeds was difficult.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang slammed the table and said, "When spring comes next year, we must completely wipe out these rebels and crush them to pieces."
In ancient times, wars were not fought just because someone wanted to.
Just like the rebellion in Shaanxi, although the capital city received the news and prepared its troops, it has not yet set out.
The main reason is the season.
Marching in the cold winter is a big taboo, and Shaanxi is easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it is extremely easy to suffer a major defeat.
Moreover, many of them were soldiers stationed in farmlands. Even if they were going to the battlefield, they had to wait until the spring plowing season, otherwise the fields would be abandoned and the losses would be even greater.
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