In the middle of May, the summer grain was harvested.

The grains are abundant, the warehouses are full, the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, and they are ready to fight.

Thanh Hoa City, which cut off the entire Cochin Road with a blocking force, was completely covered with gold all over the ground.

The officers and soldiers of the Taisun Division, who took off their armor and were barefoot, wearing half-arm shirts and knee-length trousers, sprinkled the fields outside Thanh Hoa City like rain and stars.

Long knives, spears, crossbows, and firearms were confiscated and sent to the battalion warehouse, and a sickle was distributed to every officer and soldier.

Thus, with each swing of the sickle, a small piece of golden rice was cut down.

Rushing to collect is the most important task in the near future.

The seeds were handed over to the people of Qinghua City who kept returning, as well as the officers and soldiers who stayed in Qinghua City in the Taisun Department.

This is also the top priority in Jiangnan every year, commonly known as double robbery.

Once the summer grain harvest is completed, the army will go to Daluo City with enough grain and grass to form a joint encirclement with the general against the Chen Yuandan troops in Daluo City, and finally completely wipe out the living antagonistic forces in Jiaozhi Province in one fell swoop.

And in order to accomplish this goal, even in the fields that have long been allocated to the people who have returned from Thanh Hoa City, you can see the figures of the Ming officers and soldiers busy with farming.

The officers and soldiers happily cut the rice, and the people brought tea from their homes and towels that had been washed several times to wipe their sweat.

It is really a family of officers and soldiers.

Whoever sees such a scene of collective labor rejoices in their hearts.

On the head of the city wall of Thanh Hoa City.

A group of figures were tiptoeing to look at the endless rice grains that had been put down one by one outside the city.

Zhu Gaochi's face was full of joy, and his happy forehead was covered with a layer of excited sweat.

"In a few days, when most of the fields have been harvested and the rice has molted, our army will be ready to pluck."

Zhang Wen, Marquis of Huining, said: "Such a scene is really unheard of and unseen."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, and said softly, "The head of the greeting officer was shattered, and Li Shu was whipped to the sky. This is an undesirable thing, how to make the people support the heavenly family, how to support the hundred officials, only by bending down and taking out the attitude of greeting the officials to treat Li Shu, can we rule for a long time."

Zhu Gaochi silently looked sideways, his brows furrowed slightly.

This poem should be a rephrase.

The original text is a sentence in the "Fengqiu Works" made by Gaoshi of the former Tang Dynasty.

The greeting chief is heartbroken, and it is sad to whip Li Shu.

only changed the last three words of the two paragraphs, but the relationship between the officialdom and the people was described as the most intense.

And Zhu Yunxi continued: "Let the officials put down their posture and set their eyes on all living beings, the world. instead of thinking about how to deal with Shangguan and how to manage his own official position."

Jingchuan Hou Cao Zhen snorted twice, with disdain on his face: "Those of us who are soldiers are all born with mud legs, even if we work in the field, it is not much. On weekdays, when a family is not engaged in military affairs, it is not in the military camp at home. But the princes in the court, fearing that they would not be able to save this face, took off their luxurious robes and went into the muddy fields."

Zhang Wen immediately turned his head to look at Cao Zhen, who was unconcealed, staring but helpless.

The distinction between civil and military, starting from the former Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, has gradually become as clear as the two rivers of Jing and Wei. ….

The dispute between civil and military affairs has become the theme of contention in the court for half of the time.

Several Chinese scribes who could accompany the Taisun army on the city wall all silently looked at the Marquis Jingchuan, who belittled the Chinese officials of the dynasty.

Most of them are famous.

or a lifter, or a showman, always knows the words, understands the subset of scripture and history, and the truth.

As long as I have the opportunity, I can also take the exam as a reference, and I have made two Jinshi, and even Sandingjia.

Therefore, he disagreed with Cao Zhen's words, but because he was in the army at this time, everything was headed by the noble generals, so he didn't dare to say more.

Zhu Gaochi smiled and waved his hand to somewhere outside the city: "Marquis Jingchuan wants to take a look, let's clear."

The Gaozhi Mansion of Huafu is now working in the fields with the people from the prefect's yamen."

Cao Zhen couldn't help but be stunned, hesitated forward, and looked in the direction Yan Shizi pointed.

I saw that in a field not far from the city, several young men wrapped in green shirts were harvesting the rice in front of them at a speed no slower than the officers and soldiers and people in the surrounding fields.

It was Gao Yangzhi, the champion of Enke, who had just come to Qinghua City from Changhua County six days ago with a group of people who had gone to Qinghua City.

The imperial court's decree to Gao Yangzhi was held in Zhu Yunxi's hands early on, and the official position of the prefect of Jiaozhi Province was also agreed on a long time ago.

As long as the name of the government is added, Gao Yangzhi will also take office.

Cao Zhen stared at the outside of the city in surprise, and with the prefect and the officials of the yamen busy with their work, Gao Yangzhi, opened his mouth, and his face changed several times.

In the end, he finally admitted, "I said why didn't I see Kochifu today, but I didn't expect that Kochifu had only been in Qinghua Mansion for three or five days, and he had already started doing these things himself."

"There are countless things that need to be done in the Ming Dynasty, and these need to be done by people. People change, and the court will not allow everything to be the same forever." Zhu Yunxi's eyes flickered and said, "A young man like Gao Yangzhi is the most capable of making changes. It is precisely because of these people that I can have long-term peace and stability, and reform the old and make the new. They have their own business, and your uncles have their own business. There is a difference between civil and military, and there is a common difference between civil and military. In his position, he will plan his politics and work together, so that the days of the Ming Dynasty can get better and better."

It's not a warning word, it's more of a voice-over suggestion.

Looking out of the city, facing the loess with his back to the sky, looking at the land and the people, as well as the officials of the Qinghua Mansion, Cao Zhen also had to admit that what His Royal Highness Taisun said was not wrong.

And Zhang Wen, the Marquis of Huining, who can be regarded as the most calm among the nobles of the Taisun Department, took a step back, raised his arms, waved his robe, and bowed down.

With such a move, the other noble generals behind him had no choice but to follow him and bow down to the grandson.

Zhang Wen said calmly: "The martial artists in the martial arts hall should also summon Jiaozhi Dao to fight outside the territory for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yunxi snorted and looked at Zhang Wen twice.

"Huining Houli has a piece of music, and handed it to the Heavenly Soldiers Department, so let's present it to His Majesty."

The scholars led by Gao Yangzhi have already moved, and the martial artists in the martial arts hall should also cooperate. ….

Obviously, after receiving Zhu Yunxi's edict, Zhang Wen understood that this matter had been planned in Taisun's heart a long time ago.

Then, I saw Yan Shizi on the side and added: "After the battle of Daluo City in Jiaozhi Dao, the southern soldiers need to take turns, and the Jingwei also needs to take turns. This side is very large, and the north of the great river in the court is bound to nine sides, but the south of the Central Plains can no longer sit in one place."

Zhang Wen bowed down to receive the order.

Since the departure of the southern expeditionary army from Beijing last year, the highest national policy of the Ming Dynasty has gradually diverged from fully dealing with the remnants of the former Yuan outside the nine sides, and gradually attaches importance to the management of the south.

The situation of the same expedition and co-governance between the north and the south, with the gradual opening of the situation in Jiaozhi Road now, is not far from complete peace, and has been slowly determined and formed.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Let's go and prepare for military affairs, the armor is neat, the rice in the warehouse needs to be threshed, and it is urgent to encircle Daluo City!"

Zhang Wen and the others immediately bowed down and retreated from the city wall in small steps.

As soon as these people left, Zhu Gaochi waved his arms twice.

Then he stared at Zhu Yunxi, who had re-looked at the fields outside the city.

"What are you staring at me?"

Zhu Yunxi glanced at the little fat beside him with some puzzlement.

"Since I returned to Beijing, I have lost twenty pounds!" Zhu Gaochi probably sensed the meaning in Zhu Yunxi's eyes, and couldn't help but reiterate his recent weight change, and then said with an ambiguous gaze: "I always feel that you have something to hide from us!"

Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and then naturally felt a little cold as a thief

With two snorts, his eyes fled from Zhu Gaochi's face and turned to the outside of the city.

He said sullenly, "I have to hide from you what I can do."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi did not forget to secretly glance at Zhu Gaochi with a questioning face.

Zhu Gaochi also snorted twice: "You'd better not do anything to hide from us."

……

"You must have done something nasty behind our backs!"

Ten days later, in Qinghua City, where the soldiers were arrayed, behind the gate of the city lord's mansion, Zhu Gaochi, the son of Yan Shizi, who was rarely wearing a military uniform, and Zhu Shangbing, the son of Qin who was also wearing a military uniform but had a completely different image, looked at Zhu Yunxi with a sachet hanging on his waist.

The two of them were staring at each other with faint eyes, looking like they wanted to pick up Zhu Yunxi so that they could find out.

Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and his fingers subconsciously moved the sachet on his waist to the back of the piece of armor on his waist to hide it.

And he said with a calm face, "Have all the battalions been assembled?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded, he is a military horse, except for the matter of killing the enemy in battle, most of the affairs of the Taisun Department are handled by him.

"When the fire is opened, the food is cooked, and the whole line is lined up. At this moment, the soldiers of each battalion have been commanded by the generals of each battalion, and they are assembling here in the City Lord's Mansion."

Zhu Gaochi replied, then raised his head and looked behind Zhu Yunxi.

I saw Xu Miaojin, who had changed into a dark red pendant gold placket today, and under the service of several girls who had not finished singing from Zhu Shangbing, she swayed the golden lotus and walked in front of several people.

Zhu Gaochi immediately looked back at the outside of the city lord's mansion uneasily.

Seeing that the eyes outside couldn't pay attention to this, he calmed down a little, and then silently glanced at Zhu Yunxi, who had already turned around. ….

"Today's expedition to Daluo City, there is Gao Yangzhi presiding over Qinghua City, and when it comes to affairs, my aunt can send someone to inform him."

Zhu Yunxi opened his mouth with a straight voice.

Xu Miaojin is also blessed: "The army is on the march, His Royal Highness and the two sons are all nobles of the clan, and they are careful to take care of themselves on the way to the battle. The courtiers have no talent, so they can only make three lucky bags by hand, and pray to His Highness and the prince that this time they will win a great victory and be successful."

As she spoke, the three little girls who were not very good at singing by Xu Miaojin's side came to Zhu Yunxi and the three of them with three small and beautiful lucky bags in their hands.

There is no need for the three of them to do it themselves, the little girls have already hung three lucky bags on the belts of the three of them.

Zhu Yunxi was facing away from Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing at the moment, and his eyes rubbed Xu Miaojin's whole body with a warm gaze.

Xu Miaojin's heart jumped, but her face was extremely restrained.

Zhu Gaochi quietly examined between the two for a while, but he couldn't see anything.

Zhu Shangbing watched the little girl hang the blessing bag for herself, patted the other party's head, and patted the blessing bag that was already hanging on her waist.

Then, he muttered completely incomprehensibly, "It's better to be Brother Xi'er, he still has a sachet on his waist."

Zhu Yunxi was immediately stunned, and looked back at Zhu Shangbing lightly.

Xu Miaojin took the opportunity to bless himself again: "Since the blessing bag has been delivered, the courtiers dare not delay His Highness's expedition to auspiciousness, just wait for His Highness and the army to return safely with victory."

After finishing speaking, Xu Miaojin turned around and left calmly under the gaze of his eldest nephew Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Yunxi coughed lightly, listened to the increasingly dense sound of soldiers outside the City Lord's Mansion, and said in a deep voice, "It's time for us to go."

Zhu Shangbing, who was on the side, snorted: "With my aunt's lucky bag, we must cut off a few more heads this time!"

roaring, he was already holding the hilt of the knife on his waist and rushed out of the city lord's mansion.

Zhu Gaochi followed behind Zhu Yunxi, wanting to speak several times, but it turned into a silent sigh, and in the end, he couldn't help but mutter, "I think you really have something you haven't told us."

Zhu Yunxi stopped and stared at Zhu Gaochi seriously for a while.

Then he said sincerely, "You and I are."

It's a dear brother, except because of your body, we can't wear each other's clothes, I am frank with you, and I have nothing to hide!"

Zhu Gaochi asked in disbelief: "Really?"

"No lies!"

"That's ......" Zhu Gaochi thought for a moment and nodded, "I will believe you."

Zhu Yunxi's hanging heart immediately put it down, and he reached out and patted Zhu Gaochi's incomparably broad shoulder: "Go out, now we should think about how to encircle and suppress Chen Yuandan in Daluo City."

The two joined hands and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion lightly.

Out of the city lord's mansion, as soon as I got outside.

In front of Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi, there was an overwhelming momentum of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The main street in front of the castle lord's mansion is the main pole and extends to the streets on both sides of the main street.

A total of 16,000 soldiers and horses of the Taisun Army, led by eight huge general flags, gathered neatly and evenly in front of the City Lord's Mansion. ….

In addition to the eight general flags, there are military flags of various colors.

Of course, in front of the City Lord's Mansion, supported by Zhu Yunxi's personal troops, was a huge handsome flag.

Chang Sheng, who was far away in Daluo City, was the commander of the Southern Expeditionary Army, and he held the Chinese army Dazhu.

And Zhu Yunxi, as a partial division, also has a handsome banner that commands an army.

After the handsome flag, it is the royal clan flag that shows Zhu Yunxi's identity, and the flag of the grandson of the emperor of the prison country who belongs to him alone in the entire Ming Dynasty.

In Qinghua City, the war horses roared lowly, and Jin Ge was in a formation.

Although it is summer, the city is full of sorrow and solemnity.

Zhang Wen, Cao Zhen, Chen Huan, Hu Hai, Zhu Shou, He Rong, and Sang Jing, who were obviously the marquis of the national dynasty, and Zhu Shangbing, the son of Qin, a total of eight people, were the eight main generals in the army who went out of Daluo City in front of the Taisun Department this time.

Each of them received about 2,000 soldiers and horses.

This is the army that has always been extravagant.

Just in terms of the status of the commanders of the army.

At this moment, the eight main generals had gathered in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhu Yunxi took the long knife sent by his own soldiers and sat on the armored war horse led by the groom.

He never drew his sword.

Zhu Yunxi, who was standing on horseback, just quietly swept his eyes over the eight main generals in front of him, and then looked at the officers and soldiers in the army in front of him.

"Da Ming!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"All the soldiers will be crowned marquis immediately!"

Then, the entire city of Thanh Hoa roared in unison.

"Great Ming Wansheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The iron armor burst into formations, shattering the heavens and the earth.

With the help of officers and soldiers, military Sima Zhu Gaochi also climbed onto a war horse.

Zhu Gaochi, who is wearing armor, also looks a bit like a fierce general today.

I saw his sharp eyes sweeping the whole audience, and his big hand waved forward: "Go!"

The striker Zhu Shangbing roared angrily, and the front hooves of the war horse under him hung in the air and neighed.

Then the forward general turned into an arrow feather, led the officers and soldiers of the forward battalion, and took the first step of the Taisun Department to encircle and suppress Daluo City.

Subsequently, there is the left and right front guard camps, and the left and right guard barracks.

The Chinese army battalion.

Left and right rear barracks.

The army marched out from the northern gate of Thanh Hoa City.

To the bank of the Shilima River outside the city, three pontoon bridges have already been erected on the river.

Under the leadership of the prefect Gao Yangzhi, the officials of the Qinghua Prefecture of the Ming Dynasty wore the most formal court clothes, led a group of people around the city, held berry tea soup and noodle cakes, and waited for the arrival of the army.

"Minister Qinghua Mansion, send the Taisun army to the expedition. The army is gone, indomitable, the soldiers are all back, the battle is brilliant, and the power is great."

Gao Yangzhi's voice was loud.

As he finished speaking, the forward battalion had already stepped onto the pontoon bridge and opened the way in front.

The front guard camp and the guard camp also began to walk towards the pontoon bridge.

At this time, the people under the leadership of the prefect began to flock to both sides of the army to deliver the townships they brought

Wild things.

Zhu Gaochi, the military commander, took a deep breath, put his abdomen away, waved his horse whip and said loudly, "The army can take food from the people and give back money to thank them."

Subsequently, the officers and soldiers of the Taisun Division, who had not received a grain of grain from the people of Qinghua City, began to slow down with a smile on their faces, took the food sent by the villagers, and took out the money that had been prepared long ago from their arms and stuffed it into the arms of the villagers.

The scene suddenly became harmonious, and the sense of killing of the army was less.

Not far away, in front of the pontoon bridge on the left, there was a stir.

The generals in the army watched the past, but they couldn't laugh or cry.

I saw a group of little girls in Qinghua City waiting for words, and they actually offered fiery and sincere kisses to the young and handsome officers and soldiers, leaving their home addresses, and only hoping for your early return.

On a high dirt slope in front of the pontoon bridge on the other side, several military Chinese books were holding books in one hand and ink pens in the other.

Looking at the scene of the expedition in front of him, after a little thought, he began to write hard.

"In the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu, the town of Jiaozhi Dao Qinghua Mansion, the Taisun Department came out, the prefect sent each other, the people sandwiched the road, and the expressions of the people and girls were the customs of the people, regardless of the etiquette system, and the government and the people were one, which was called a good story."

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