"Xuanzi, your CIA must keep a close watch on the Henan area, and report to me as soon as there are signs of chaos."

Zhu Youxiao shouted to Xuanzi in a cold voice.

He was very worried about the peasant uprising in history, which, according to the inertia of history, broke out in Henan in a short period of time.

It's not that he's worried about whether the Jiangnan puppet dynasty can deal with it, he doesn't have that leisure.

Instead, they are worried that those peasant rebel armies will make a huge Henan province full of flames, and a good Henan will make the people's livelihood miserable.

You must know that Henan at this time is the most populous province in the Central Plains.

Population is really more important to Zhu Youxiao than anything else.

Moreover, the Henan region was already angry and resentful by Fu Wang and other dignitaries, local tyrants and inferior gentry.

As long as those bandits and gangsters instigate, it is very likely that a great peasant uprising will break out in a short period of time.

Originally, he didn't want to advance further into the Henan region, but now he had to plan for the worst.

"Yes."

Xuanzi is also an extremely smart person now, and he immediately understood it, and knew what His Majesty the Emperor was worried about, and immediately received the decree.

"Well, there's also Fengyang Mansion, which is also where my death hole is."

Zhu Youxiao said secretly.

Fengyang Mansion, next door to Shandong and Henan, is where the ancestral tomb of the old Zhu family is located.

In the past, Zhu Youxiao didn't care much about this matter, but after gaining more and more luck points, he had his own guesses and thoughts about the mysterious and unpredictable luck.

If one is not careful, causing the ancestral grave of the Zhu family to be dug up by those traitors or peasant rebels, and then burning it to the ground, it will undoubtedly greatly damage his luck.

That's for sure, and he can't help but be distracted.

It seems that the strategic plan for the near future needs to be adjusted, so as not to make a big mistake and regret it.

It's not impossible.

Historically, the ancestral tomb of the old Zhu family was led by the eight kings Zhang Xianzhong, dug it up, and burned the imperial tomb to the ground.

And after Zhu Youxiao was reborn, no matter how he sent people to find the bandit leaders such as Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng, there was no news.

The most critical bandit leaders of the peasant rebel army in history, except for Li Yan, could not be found?

They have names and surnames, as well as fundamental characters, and they disappeared so bizarrely, which made Zhu Youxiao's heart a little unstable.

There are such bizarre things, it is not the inertia of history, Zhu Youxiao will not believe it.

With a decision in his heart, Zhu Youxiao's mood also became a little more solemn.

"Your Majesty."

Guizi, the director of the Royal Military Intelligence Bureau, stood up and reported, "Those traitors in Jiangnan, although they have now formed an army of one million, they have also attracted the general soldiers of the original four towns in Jiangnan, and the total number of men and horses is about 1.5 million. ”

"However, whether it is the original four towns in the south of the Yangtze River or the newly formed million-strong army, now even the armor is not complete, and the training is basically empty."

"Originally, the plan of these traitors was to send troops to the Northern Expedition immediately after the Jiangnan puppet dynasty officially announced it."

There was a deep disdain in the coldness revealed in Guizi's eyes, "And judging from the current situation, without three or five months, these traitors will not be able to prepare for the Northern Expedition at all." ”

"Huh!"

Hong Chengchou was on the side and sneered, "Those big families, wealthy businessmen, and wealthy people usually intrigue and play conspiracy and tricks. ”

"It's really hard for them to ask them to command the war."

"In these eyes, those soldiers are undoubtedly an animal that can only eat and drink."

Hong Chengchou saw those traitors very thoroughly, "If you want them to really arm the soldiers at any cost, and have enough money and food, it is absolutely impossible." ”

"In their opinion, livestock? It's dead, it's dead, just continue to pull a bunch of new ones up, anyway, there are more in the country. ”

"Those low-level people, even if they die millions or tens of millions, for them, it's just a number."

"If you die more, you will save a lot of food for raising livestock in the future!"

"These corrupt officials and wealthy businessmen deserve to die!" Yan Yingyuan, who is upright and jealous of evil, was furious when he heard it on the sidelines, and couldn't help but scold.

Furious, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of Qingshen tea, and with the help of this magical tea, Fang Zi regained his calm.

"And, Xuanzi."

Zhu Youxiao said again, "You send someone to Sichuan to ask Qin Liangyu of the stone pillar, if you still recognize me as the emperor of the Ming Empire, then contact Hong'er, the commander of the Royal Guards Broken Army Legion." ”

"The two sides have made an appointment to welcome the 90,000 soldiers of the army corps into Sichuan, and give Sichuan to me to fully control, so as not to be taken advantage of by the two southwest Tusi to lead the army to enter and harm the huge Sichuan."

For Sichuan, the province with the largest population in later generations, Zhu Youxiao is still very fond of it.

In particular, the spirit of the Sichuan army that is not afraid of death and hardship is very admirable.

Therefore, this Sichuan, with the cooperation of Qin Liangyu, is easy to control it and include it in Zheng, which is directly under the jurisdiction of the Ming Empire

And judging from the current form, Qin Liangyu of the stone pillar is still very loyal to the Ming Empire.

Otherwise, after the establishment of the Southern Ming Puppet Dynasty, he would not have immediately divided his troops to block all the main roads into Sichuan.

The six monarchs and ministers discussed for a while, brewed the incomparably precious pot of Qingshen tea twice, drank it once, and then dispersed contentedly.

As soon as everyone left, Zhu Youxiao wrote a few secret decrees after a while, called the three mutated golden eagles, tied the secret decrees to the three big guys one by one, and explained a few words, and then released them, watching them disappear in an instant.

After arranging several major events separately, Zhu Youxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he walked out of the imperial garden, turned back to his dormitory, and sat down at the large wooden table he had made of sandalwood.

On the big wooden table, there are two sets of clothes, pants, shoes and socks, the workmanship is very exquisite, the key is that you can't tell what material they are made of.

At first glance, there is not much difference from ordinary clothes, shoes and socks, but if you take a closer look, you will find that these two sets of clothes, pants, shoes and socks are integrated, and there is no sign of artificial cutting and processing.

These two sets of clothes, pants, shoes and socks were strengthened by Zhu Youxiao since he was deliberately murdered in Xuanfu, and it took him more than half a month to strengthen them.

There is no way, I am not invulnerable now, I have to take it easy, at least I have to arm myself to the teeth to be able to rest assured.

"Millennial Ice Silk Set (Five-Piece Set): Defense: 60, Comfort: 80, Never Wear."

These two sets of clothes, pants, shoes and socks have been strengthened to a limit, and wearing them, in this ordinary time and space, they can already be invulnerable.

Even his own Darkiron Excalibur, which had been strengthened to the limit, couldn't pierce them.

I can't be too careful about my life.

With the artifact "Craftsman Hammer in his body, he naturally wants to do his best defense."

He is now the real emperor of his word, and in terms of security, it is not only related to him alone, but also related to the rise and fall of the Ming Empire.

It can be like this, once Zhu Youxiao is killed now, this Ming Empire, which has just risen rapidly, will soon fall apart.

Life is your own, of course, you have to cherish it.

Only by saving their own lives will they have an infinitely wonderful future.

After the successful upgrade, what kind of surprise or fright will it give him, he will wait and see.

Although the upgrade of the Craftsman Hammer is still far away, there is always a hope, isn't it?

Therefore, in his previous and present lives, he has died twice, and he is more afraid of death than anyone else, and he cherishes his life more than anyone else.