Changchun Palace

Now that he has made up his mind to get angry, Zhu Youzhen no longer bothered to engage in any disguise. He directly showed his dissatisfaction in front of Zhu Youxiao.

"Big brother, you've gone too far. Concubine Rong's sister-in-law has a little nephew, and you are still hiding it from me. Aren't you afraid that I'm going to spank my little nephew's ass? ”

Listening to Xiao Wu Balabala's temper, Zhu Youxiao's heart suddenly calmed down.

This is his brother!

There is no need for any hypocrisy between their brothers.

If Xiao Wu was like those Wenchen, he was obviously angry to death, and he still had to say some auspicious words of congratulations, it would be really boring.

This time it was indeed his mistake as a big brother, how could he be a brother and hide it from his own brother.

"Xiao Wu, if you want to spank your little nephew's ass, then you have to wait. That kid is too young to let you hit him right now. If you want to hit him, at least you have to wait until he grows up. ”

Zhu Youxiao had a smile on his face, and Wen Sheng apologized to Xiao Wu.

As the emperor, Zhu Youxiao can't admit his mistakes directly. Allowing Xiao Wu to beat his son in the future already shows Zhu Youxiao's thoughts.

The emperor's answer startled everyone present.

The Ming Dynasty is a system of succession.

The newborn son of Concubine Rong has firmly established himself as the eldest son.

As long as he can grow up safely, even if Empress Zhang has a son in the future, he, the eldest prince, will also be a strong contender for the future prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Such a prince who has the potential to become a prince with an extremely noble status has become a little nephew in the mouth of King Xin. King Xin even wanted to spank him, but the emperor really agreed.

It's going to knock everyone's jaws off.

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao was still treating him as always, Zhu Youzhen's eyes suddenly had a sour feeling.

"Forget it, look at your reluctant look, big brother, I won't dislike people." Zhu Youzhen rubbed his eyes and shouted.

However, you can't just cheap big brother.

Turning his head, Zhu Youzhen shouted at Wang Chengen: "Don't give that gift, take it back to my house." The little nephew is still too young for him to use. ”

Ignoring Wang Chengen's shocked expression, Zhu Youzhen turned around again and explained to Zhu Youxiao seriously: "Big brother, if you don't notify me in advance, I won't be prepared.

This time I brought all the gold, silver, beads and emeralds from the treasury, and my little nephew didn't need them at all. Now I'm bringing it all back.

When I get something for my little nephew that he can use now, it will be a gift for him.

Well, he can't let his gift be appropriated by someone else. ”

After listening to Xiao Wu's reason, Zhu Youxiao felt a little crying and laughing.

Don't you just don't want to give me a gift? It's hard for Xiao Wu to come up with such a reason.

If you have it, bring it back, I still don't have that little bit of yours.

However, Xiao Wu wanted to design something new for his little nephew, which made Zhu Youxiao look forward to it.

Liaodong

"Daikin is going to have a food shortage!"

After listening to Fan Wencheng's analysis and confirming this possibility in his heart, Huang Taiji couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

This is really wrong and wrong, good intentions are rewarded!

Huang Taiji is Dajin's big butler, and no one knows all about logistics in Daikin better than him.

Daikin is not Daming, and Dakin's army does not have a unified logistics supply.

Every time Daikin sent troops, each flag concentrated its own army, and each brought its own supplies.

The troops of the various banners gathered together and fought together under Nurhachi's command. Nurhachi will only solve a small logistical problem for the flags.

Therefore, when the Daikin army went to war, it relied on battlefield looting to maintain the attrition of the army.

At the end of the year, Dajin wanted to attack the strong defense line that the Ming army had been operating for several years, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to easily succeed.

Even if the army can easily break the defense line of the Ming army, if the Ming army is ruthless, put it on fire. It only takes a few pawns to wipe out Dajin's plan to loot.

At that time, with the little food looted by the people of Ningyuan, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the consumption of the old Khan's army.

Moreover, even if he grabs Daming's treasury as he wishes, with the scale of Ningyuan City, I am afraid that it will be really as Fan Wencheng calculated, and it will be difficult for Dajin to grab enough food.

In this way, the flags that accompanied Lao Khan to send troops were doomed to lose troops and lose their generals. At most, they will get a false name for their exploits.

Once the grain stored in the flags is depleted and cannot be replenished, it will be .......

There is no food, what do the flags take to feed people.

When the time comes, even if the banners rob more people, they will not be able to raise them.

Thinking of this, Huang Taiji completely understood Fan Wencheng's plan.

It's a good plan, it's really a good plan!

When the flags return from the expedition and the food shortage appears, that is, whoever has food will be the boss.

Huang Taiji stayed behind as Shengjing, and he didn't need to do any special operations. He alone does not need to send troops, and he can save a lot of food for his white flag.

When the food shortage appeared, he only needed to pay a little food, and the people who were snatched by the hard work of the various banners would be cheaper.

As long as the operation is good, not only will you get people, but each flag will also inherit a great favor from his emperor Taiji.

Thinking about all the links in this, Huang Taiji laughed.

"Mr. Takami! I wonder if Mr. can raise food for me with the white flag? ”

With a burst of laughter, Huang Taiji asked Fan Wencheng seriously.

Hearing that Huang Taiji was talking about the white flag, Fan Wencheng smiled knowingly.

"Lord Belle, in the long run, it is still necessary for Nikan (Nurhachi's name for Han slaves) to farm well to have food!" Fan Wencheng said with emotion.

When Fan Wencheng said the word "Nikan", Huang Taiji found that he said it very smoothly, without the slightest intolerance and pity.

Maybe in the hearts of people like Fan Wencheng, those Nikans are not his kindred! Huang Taiji thought silently.

Regarding Fan Wencheng's feelings about farming, Huang Taiji still agrees very much.

They Jurchens were farming, and they were indeed too far worse than Nikan.

However, although most Nikans can only farm, it is not that there are no capable people in Nikan.

is like Fan Wencheng in front of him, isn't he the best in Nikan.

And compared to the number of Jurchens, the number of Nikans is even more terrifying.

As for Nikan, Huang Taiji did not approve of the handling of the Nurhachi massacre.

In Huang Taiji's view, a true hero must have the bearing to accommodate the world.

It doesn't matter what race he is, as long as he is a talent, as long as he has the ability, he can use it for reuse.

"As long as I can let Nikan farm for me, and then take all the capable people in Nikan for my use. With Nikan's numbers, who else is Daikin's opponent! ”

Looking at Fan Wencheng, who was talking eloquently, Huang Taiji's heart was full of pride.