Zhao Han returned to Jiangxi, and just arrived in Ji'an, before his butt was hot, he received a military report from Yangzhou.

The Ming Dynasty dispatched the officers and soldiers of Jizhen to quickly exterminate the rebels. He also transferred the officers and soldiers of Xuanda to the south, and ordered the Jizhen soldiers to march westward, trying to surround Li Zicheng to death in Henan.

At this time, the Tartars sent troops to besiege Jinzhou.

And this time is different from the past, Huang Taiji has changed his tactics. He even ordered to be stationed in Tuntian outside Jinzhou City, and it seemed that he did not plan to leave, and wanted to starve the officers and soldiers of Jinzhou to death.

The Jizhen soldiers were quickly transferred back, and Li Zicheng escaped and continued to deal with the Ming officers and soldiers.

"Jinzhou is gone, or, Daming is gone." Zhao Han handed over the military report.

Pang Chunlai finished reading it and sighed.

Li Banghua looked at the military newspaper and said: "The Tatar slaves' fighting style is exactly the same as our tactics of conquering Jiancheng. While besieging the city, we divided the fields outside the city to form a peasant association, turning the fortified city of the Ming Dynasty into an isolated city. And this time, the Tatar slaves were tuntian after the siege, and the officers and soldiers in the city did not dare to come out at all. ”

"Once the siege lasts more than half a year, there is a possibility that the Jinzhou soldiers will surrender." Pang Chun said.

Li Banghua added: "The Ming court is likely to use all its forces to rescue the besieged Jinzhou. If the Ming army is defeated, the Ming Dynasty will be completely lost, and the northern rogues will definitely take the opportunity to become bigger. ”

Zhao Han said with emotion: "It seems that the Tartars grabbed a lot of grain and grass last year, otherwise they would not have the capital to besiege Jinzhou for a long time." ”

Since the Apocalypse, Jinzhou and Ningyuan have been the front line, and the Guan Jinning defense line has been blocking the Qing army, and the Tartars can only cross the Great Wall and enter the Kou by a long way.

It's not that the Tartars didn't think about a long-term siege, but that the food was not enough to support this method of warfare.

Last year, it was too cool, and the Tartars had plenty of food and grass, so they used this kind of dead trick with no solution. The Ming court either sat back and watched the Jinzhou defenders surrender, or mobilized a large army for a battle.

Once the battle is lost, the Liaodong defense line will collapse!

In the Northern Zhili area, most of the places are full of Manchu spies.

The Ming Dynasty's finances collapsed ahead of schedule, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty also besieged Jinzhou ahead of schedule. The reason for this is nothing more than bullying Daming's lack of food and grass, and even if he fights, he can only make a quick decision. The Ming army, which was eager to enter the army, must be full of mistakes and omissions, and Huang Taiji could find various opportunities to attack.

Li Banghua said: "The Ming Dynasty has to save Jinzhou. If troops are not sent to rescue, everyone in Ningyuan and Shanhaiguan will be in danger, and maybe the front-line generals will be surrendered directly. If you save it, you will be defeated, and the Tarnus can fight all the way to Shanhaiguan. Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng took the opportunity to grow, and the Ming Dynasty had no more elite soldiers to use. We have to go to Jiangbei as soon as possible. ”

Fei Chun said: "After the autumn harvest, you can't fight a big battle. There is a famine everywhere in Jiangnan and Zhejiang, and this year's disaster relief has run out of food, and it will take at least half a year to recuperate. We hold the granary of Dongting Lake, and we have the grain production of Jiangxi, after the summer harvest tomorrow, there will definitely be so much grain that you can fight the war! ”

"Why is there no food again?" Li Banghua was a little depressed.

Fei Chun said helplessly: "Officers and soldiers can grab grain, rogues can grab grain, and Tartars are also grabbing grain." Not only can we not rob it, but we also have to take out food for disaster relief, how much can we have left? ”

"By the way," Zhao Han remembered a question, "Did the maritime merchants transport grain from Annan back to sell?" ”

Fei Chun replied: "There are a lot of shipments, but they are only enough for Guangdong to consume." Guangdong has suffered another drought this year, and it is a major disaster in the whole province. Mr. (Pang Chunlai) ordered that the field tax should be exempted, and not a single grain of rice will be put into storage in Guangdong this year. All the grain brought back from Annam will be used to fill the holes in Guangdong, otherwise the price of grain in several counties in Guangzhou will be so high that people will starve to death. ”

"Alas, what a disaster." Zhao Han sighed.

The hellish weather at the end of the Ming Dynasty was either a disaster here or there, and Zhao Han had the same headache as Chongzhen.

After discussing for a while, Zhao Han decided: "Then after the autumn harvest this year, there will be no big battles, just take Fujian." By the way, we rectified the administration of officials and trained more officials, and if we expanded too quickly, various problems also appeared. ”

"To capture Fujian, it is enough to send a few thousand people." Li Banghua said.

Fujian is sandwiched between Zhejiang, Jiangxi, and Guangdong, and is surrounded by Zhao Han's territory.

In Fujian Province, there is also the uprising of Qiu Lingxiao and his son, who have occupied one of the eight counties in Tingzhou Prefecture.

Under the internal and external difficulties, Fujian officials tend to lie flat. They can't even defeat Qiu Lingxiao's rebel army, where can they dare to fight against Zhao Han?

The plan for the second half of the year was determined: consolidate the territory, recuperate, rectify the rule of officials, and take Fujian.

After the meeting ended, Zhao Han returned to the back house.

Fei Rulan and Pan Qimei, both about to give birth, sat in the shade of the tree to enjoy the shade, and occasionally stood up and walked a few steps.

"Little brother!"

Zhao Zhenlan stood up abruptly and looked at Zhao Han happily.

The younger brother has grown up, but he can still vaguely recognize that the outline of his eyebrows and eyes has the shadow of his father.

Zhao Han came back last night and sent someone to invite the eldest sister to come to the house as a guest today.

He completely forgot what his eldest sister looked like, after all, after crossing over, he hadn't seen it at a glance, and only some body memories remained. Zhao Han held Zhao Zhenlan's hand and said, "Sister, you have suffered. ”

"I didn't suffer, my sister is fine." Zhao Zhenlan tried to laugh, but couldn't help crying.

Fei Rulan asked Xiyue to help herself up, and took Pan Qimei to the back room to give the sisters and brothers space to be alone.

"Sister sit down." Zhao Han sat down with her.

Zhao Zhenlan looked at Zhao Han infatuately and said: "The more I look at it, the more I look like my father, and my father is also so tall, but he is not as strong as his little brother." Why didn't my little brother have a beard? If you have a beard, you will be more like your father. ”

Zhao Han said with a smile: "It's too troublesome to grow a beard, and you have to repair it every day, and you can finish it with a shave." Is my sister doing well? ”

"I've always been good, and my husband treats me well." Zhao Zhenlan said.

Zhao Han hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "My sister is still young, she can choose to divorce and choose a more comfortable husband by herself." ”

Zhao Zhenlan shook her head: "This is very good now, even if I was a concubine before, I didn't treat me harshly." Now it's even more caring, even if you choose a new one, I'm afraid it's hard to find a better one. ”

"It's good for my sister to be comfortable." Zhao Han didn't persuade much.

As for Xu Zhiyuan, most of them will reconcile and divorce from his wife, and his wife will remarry someone else.

Zhao Han has already looked for a candidate for remarriage.

Zheng Yu, the prefect of Taiping, the whole family was exiled by the army, his wife was sent to the Jiaofang Division, and he surrendered and had no family, so he might be able to marry Xu Zhiyuan's wife.

Zheng Yu is quite talented, and he treats the people well, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future, and this marriage is not bad.

Zhao Han asked again: "What else is my sister missing?" ”

Zhao Zhenlan smiled happily: "There is no lack of anything." If you can find your little brother and little sister, you all have a chance, and you never dreamed of it before. God has taken care of me, and such a good life is enough. ”

Zhao Zhenlan is really happy, it's good that she's happy, Zhao Han is too interfering and it's not beautiful, just get things done quietly.

"Is my sister usually at home? You can go out and make more friends. Zhao Han said.

Zhao Zhenlan said with a smile: "I went, my little sister often took me out to play." There is a snow club in Ji'an, which is run by the girls of Zuo Jincaide, and we often meet friends and cruise the river by boat. ”

"Recently? I haven't heard of it yet. Zhao Han said.

Zhao Zhenlan said: "I founded it last month, and now it has more than 20 members. As long as it is a woman, regardless of age or origin, she can join by writing a poem. ”

"That's interesting." Zhao Han said with a smile.

The social atmosphere in Jiangxi has advanced again, and women have openly formed a literary society, and no matter what their background is, they must have been drowned by saliva in the past.

The brother and sister were chatting, and the maid who served the seventh sister of Pan suddenly ran out in a panic: "Zongzhen, the lady is about to give birth, and the amniotic water is broken!" ”

"Hurry up, please Wen Po!" Zhao Zhenlan hurriedly stood up.

The maid said, "Yes, yes, I asked Mrs. Wen to live in the house last month and wait!" ”

Zhao Han said: "Then what are you waiting for? Go and call here. ”

For a while, the chickens and dogs jumped, and Zhao Zhenlan also went in to help, but Zhao Han could only stand outside and wait anxiously.

Tossed until the evening, before she was born, Zhao Zhenfang came back.

Zhao Zhenfang was even more anxious than Zhao Han, walking back and forth at the door, reciting the Jade Emperor and the Buddha in her mouth.

"Someone is coming, Madame is about to give birth!"

Xiyue rushed out and shouted.

Zhao Han looked at Pan Qimei's house, and often Fei Rulan's house, and shouted violently: "Wen Po is not enough, go to the city and ask Wen Po!" ”

A few pro-soldiers rushed out, and in less than half an hour, they dragged a stable woman over.

Zhao Han stood in the courtyard, listening to the shouts one after another, he couldn't sit still at all, and was so anxious that he walked around under the tree.

Tossed to the second watch, Xiyue ran out to report the good news: "Mrs. is born, mother and daughter are safe." ”

Fei Rulan has successfully given birth, and Pan Qimei, who broke the amniotic fluid first, is still shouting in the house, and her voice has obviously become weak.

Zhao Han went to the study to see the time, and then went to Fei Rulan's room.

Fei Rulan was still very energetic, and smiled at Zhao Han: "It's a daughter." ”

"Hello daughter, good daughter, don't think about it." Zhao Han held her hand and comforted.

Fei Rulan heard the shouts next door and said worriedly: "Isn't the seventh sister alive yet?" ”

"It's coming." Zhao Han said.

After another half an hour, laughter finally came from the next door, and then Wen Po shouted: "There is another one, and there is another!" ”

Zhao Han hurriedly ran over, and after a while, the room cheered and celebrated again.

Wen Po instructed to deal with the beginning and end, opened the door and said to Zhao Han: "Congratulations to Zongzhen, Mrs. gave birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus, my sister is in the front, and my brother is in the back." ”

"There are rewards, there are many rewards!"

Zhao Han walked into the room, Pan Qimei was already weak and weak, her whole body was wet with sweat, and she smiled at Zhao Han with a pale face.

The next day, Zhao Han quietly sent an order.

The death row prisoners in Jiangxi were all taken to Linjiang Mansion to be hanged, and all the bodies were sent to Soaoge Mountain.

Taoist priest Liu Kaihua received the secret order and hurriedly came to Ji'an to meet him: "The main town, the holy land of the Daomen of Soaoge Mountain, how can you get so many autopsies?" ”

"How can we know the anatomy of a human body without dissecting a cadaver?" Zhao Han asked rhetorically.

Liu Kaihua still didn't understand, and said, "But ......"

"No, but," Zhao Han interrupted directly, "Build an anatomy room in Ziyang Medical College to understand how blood works throughout the body, and understand how the internal organs work." The set of "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" can be put aside for the time being, this is to cure the disease and save people, you don't think too much. ”

Liu Kaihua wanted to speak again and again, but finally chose to obey orders.

Zhao Han originally planned to let the doctor develop on his own, but Pan Qimei gave birth to a child this time, which really scared him.

Tossing back and forth for more than ten hours, no one corpse and three fates are lucky, and modern medicine must start exploring in advance.