Zhu Houzhao looked a little discouraged.

He didn't know that the sprouted potatoes in Fang Jifan's hands were actually the real killer feature.

Because this thing, as a cold-tolerant crop, is very suitable for cultivation in Liaodong and the desert.

In fact, in the last world where Fang Jifan was located, the main potato producing areas were in Inner Mongolia and Northeast China, and not only that, but even Outer Mongolia also took potatoes as the staple food.

Grain, once the land can grow food, it means that more people can be fed, more people will need more land, what is the gentry society, the gentry society does not pursue the accumulation of wealth, but they have a heartfelt desire for the land, especially the land that can produce food.

The princes in the temple of Daming are against fighting the Tatars, and they don't even think about taking the initiative to attack, why is this? This is because the large-scale war did not bring them the slightest benefit, on the contrary, once the war is imminent, a large number of strong men will be conquered, so who will cultivate the thousands of hectares of fertile land in their homes, which is not only not beneficial, but also suffers.

But what if you can get a lot of new land? And what he got was land that could produce food in the field......

Fang Jifan never believed that the gentry and landlords behind the princes of the court and the central government were good at stubble, don't look at them shouting benevolence, righteousness and morality, uncle, these grandsons dare to organize hundreds of thousands of people to fight in the countryside in order to fight for a water source, in order to fight for a few pieces of land, and if a few people die in the clan a year, they are embarrassed to go out to meet people.

And the whole desert, how wide it is, compared with the dozens of acres of paddy fields, is really like the difference between the light of the stars and the light of fireflies.

Zhu Houzhao looked lazy, but he still lay on the ground, pouted PIGU, and worked hard to straighten the bean sprouts planted in the ground, while observing the little sprouts: "In the desert field, when grain grows, the Ming Dynasty can solve the Tatars forever?" ”

"Yes, as long as the desert can become the south of the Yangtze River, it's fine."

Zhu Houzhao thought about it and felt that it was wrong, and his gray face faced Fang Jifan: "But the ministers of the court in this palace have no interest in the desert at all, and they are only willing to guard the pass." ”

Fang Jifan smiled slightly, he decided to teach Zhu Houzhao a good lesson, so he put down the dagger in his hand: "Your Highness, in this world, don't look at what you say, we Han people are people, and the Tatars outside the gate are also people, all people, then, in fact, they all follow a law that starts with the Three Emperors and Five Emperors." ”

"What a pattern." Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan very seriously.

If it is said that Zhu Houzhao learned the so-called empathy and the unity of knowledge and action from Wang Shouren.

Then what I learned from Fang Jifan, nine times out of ten, it was a stomach full of bad water.

Fang Jifan said: "The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit." All human norms are for profit, and the Tatars frantically attacked our Ming Dynasty for profit, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty opposed the large-scale use of troops, which was also for profit. Otherwise, why do I occupy the richest land in the Ming Dynasty, Your Highness thinks that the territory of my Han Dynasty is bordered by the sea in the east, the plateau in the west, the dense forest full of miasma and forest mangs in the south, and the desert in the north. ”

"Doesn't Your Highness understand? Our ancestors laid the richest place in the world for us, and His Royal Highness thought that in this rich land, there were only Han people in the past? No, in fact, there are a lot of people here, but unfortunately, they are not very lucky, and they occupy the best fertile land, and they are either killed cleanly, or they are driven to the desert, to the dense forest full of miasma, or to the dense forest where they can't even breathe. His Royal Highness really thinks that the ancestors really relied on benevolence and righteousness etiquette, or the "Zhou Rites" that began with the Duke of Zhou, to lay the foundation for all generations. ”

"Actually, we, and the Tatars outside the Guanwai are the same, at least in our bones, we are all driven by interests, the Manchu civil and military oppose large-scale use of troops, not because they have benevolence and righteousness, but because, they are not profitable, can Your Highness understand the meaning of the ministers?"

Zhu Houzhao scratched his head: "Tatars and us, are they really the same?" Nothing at all? ”

"Yes, there is still a little." FANG JIFAN SIGHED: "BETWEEN THE TARTARS AND US, ALTHOUGH WE ARE THE SAME IN OUR BONES, BUT THE FORMER IS A STINKY BIAOZI. ”

Zhu Houzhao bared his teeth: "Yes, these stinky and shameless things, what about us?" ”

FANG JIFAN'S WIND WAS LIGHT: "WE ARE DIFFERENT FROM THEM, WE ARE MORE ADVANCED, AND WE ARE BIAOZI WHO HAS SET UP AN ARCHWAY." ”

Zhu Houzhao was silent, and he began to ponder.

Fang Jifan was still chattering on the side: "Actually, what kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality, if in our Ming Dynasty, such as Jiangxi, if there is a country within a country suddenly appears, this Jiangxi is the land of fish and rice, and the land is fertile, believe it or not, tomorrow the Manchu Dynasty will be civil and military, and it will be crazy to destroy this Jiangxi country, and there will be no scum left." The foundation of the Tatars' foothold is not actually their cavalry shooting, but because they are too poor, put it in the millstone, the oil stars can't be squeezed, who has the motivation to start a war, and they fight in vain, in vain national and people's strength, and waste countless money and grain, even if they sweep the Hu people, those wastelands, worthless, in the end, the Han people still have to go back to the Guannai to farm, but after a few decades, there will be new Hu people rising in the desert, annoying. ”

Zhu Houzhao felt reasonable: "So, the root of everything lies in the fact that if we plant grain in the desert, if we plant grain, we will fight the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao with appreciation, in history, Zhu Houzhao secretly went to Datong, commanded the army to fight against the Tatars, and achieved a great victory.

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao deeply: "If you can really grow food, the hundred officials will be eager to immediately provoke the Tatars, if anyone can lead the army to destroy the Tatars, in the history of the thousand years, this person will inevitably be written in a big book." Not only that, all the people in the world will praise this person's merits, the entire army of the Ming Dynasty will, at the request of hundreds of civil and military officials, demand rectification, will be fierce, and the scholars will shout, the Tatars will kill my parents, insult my wife and daughter, this hatred is not shared. They will be working all day long, 'Yellow Sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken.' They will sing 'Hu Wuren, Han Daochang', and then send countless men to Guanwai to fight with the Tatars. ”

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up.

Isn't that exactly what Zhu Houzhao wants?

"Old Fang, what you said, will it appear?"

Fang Jifan pouted: "So, you have to grow grain, let's do this in the Tuntian Hundred Households, don't let the desert grow grain, everything is false, you can't see the real thing, you can't see the real benefits, who cares about you." ”

Zhu Houzhao said beautifully: "Let's plant, or, send a team of thousands of people to try all kinds outside the gate?" What is the best thing to plant? Wheat? ”

Fang Jifan's wind was light: "Don't worry, wait." ”

"Wait a minute." Zhu Hou looked at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan's face was expressionless: "Wait for something that can change my Ming destiny to appear, and when it can be cultivated successfully, everything will fall into place, and a link related to interests will be completely opened." ”

Zhu Houzhao pinched the potatoes in his hands excitedly and trembled: "Then Bengong and so on, what is that thing you are talking about?" ”

"Don't ask more, Rongchen set up a memorial arch." Fang Jifan did not continue, the cultivation of potatoes is much more troublesome than sweet potatoes, and the promotion of sweet potatoes is very fast, this is because sweet potatoes are easy to raise, and potatoes are ...... But there are a lot of troubles, so let's solve this problem first.

"What do you say......" Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but think of one thing: "Will the Tatars really attack Jinzhou?" ”

"Doesn't Your Highness already have a judgment?"

"But this palace has no bottom in his heart."

Fang Jifan smiled: "If Your Highness has your own judgment, then you should believe in yourself, if a person can't even believe himself, how can he make the people of the world believe him, in the future, His Highness will be a person who wants to do great things, His Highness hesitates, then everyone in the world will panic, if the world is uncertain, then the people of the world will be even more at a loss." ”

Zhu Houzhao actually found that Lao Fang's words were very reasonable, but Lao Fang's mouth has always been reasonable, and he smiled: "What you said is true!" ”

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Jinzhou City.

This fortress, which was originally erected for military purposes, has gradually begun to take on the rudiments of the city, and with the influx of a large number of 'refugees', it has suddenly become prosperous.

It's a pity that behind the prosperity, the problems that breed are enough to make people stomp their feet.

A large number of displaced people, abandoned their homes, hiding under the root of the wall, this cold winter in Liaodong, after a night, I don't know how many people, after sleeping, can not wake up.

Although many people brought a lot of cotton cloth with their families, the snow fell on the cotton cloth, and many people had no tiles on it, and the cotton cloth suddenly rotted.

Everywhere was cursing the new envoy, and the voice of Liu Jin's dead eunuch.

All of a sudden, there were already complaints.

This is no longer an ordinary person who is dissatisfied, and even the local guard commanders, inspectors, and lieutenant officials have begun to feel sorry for this 'uncle'.

Their recital has long been spread to the Beijing Division, and it is not only in the capital, what is the situation.

But they know that if this continues, this Jinzhou City, but it will mutiny, and the people outside the Guan, no more than the people inside the Guan, most of them are not so deferential, and it is not fun to make trouble.

And Liu Jin obviously didn't feel good.

When he came to Jinzhou, he had made a lot of money, under the banner of the East Palace, in the line where he stayed, gold, silver and jewelry, had already been stuffed with a few boxes, at first he was worried, how to bring these boxes back, and later, he became more and more aware that something was wrong.

If the Tatars don't come...... I and Ouyang Zhi are tossing around here like this, will it ...... What about being slaughtered to appease the anger of the army and the people?

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