"Transferred Hua Chun away?"

On the ninth day of the fourth month, when Zhu Youzhen was dressed in coarse linen clothes and led people to strengthen Taining City, the news from the capital made him frown.

Although Cao Huachun is gone, there is still Wang Chengen, but Chengen is a little wooden, and sometimes he is not as flexible as Cao Huachun.

Besides, restarting Wang An's cleanup of Wei Zhongxian, Zhu Youzhen also felt that it was a little early.

Perhaps because of his existence, Wei Zhongxian's eunuchs have not yet achieved the same shouting and beating as in history.

The struggle between the eunuchs and Donglin still stayed on the court and the gentry, and did not affect the people.

At this time, the eunuch party was struck, and first, it could not contain the localities, second, it could not resolve the party disputes, and third, it could not stabilize the situation.

In Zhu Youzhen's opinion, Wei Zhongxian can jump for at least two years, because he still has a lot of pots for Wei Zhongxian to carry.

However, this cannot be said that Zhu Youxiao did something wrong, but that Zhu Youzhen and Zhu Youxiao have different perspectives.

What Zhu Youzhen needs is to make the people healthy, so there are still many places where Wei Zhongxian needs to take the blame.

Zhu Youxiao needs to maintain the stability of the dynasty, so Wei Zhongxian has done enough at the moment.

There is no right or wrong between the two, and Zhu Youzhen did not refute his brother's intentions.

"Your Highness, it seems that the capital will be much more lively."

Man Gui on the construction site stuck a shovel into the ground and propped his hands on it, while Zhu Youzhen returned the paperwork to Tang Qi, picked up the shovel and continued to work.

This battle was not fierce enough, and the running distance was pitiful, Zhu Youzhen originally wanted to save a body of flesh to deal with the war.

Now it's okay, I didn't run much, but my flesh became a drag.

If you have nothing to do, it is also good to come to the construction site to build the city wall, so you should exercise.

It's just that in the face of Man Gui's words, Zhu Youzhen said:

"This capital will not go back for the time being, if we go back, Wang An will gain momentum, he will gain power, Wei Zhongxian is afraid that he will fall."

"I still need him to do something before he can fall, this year's Yanshan students will graduate in September, and we will go back then."

While digging the roots of the city, he explained to Man Gui, and Man Gui also worked while seeing this, and said to Zhu Youzhen:

"That being said, if Banzai urges, I'm afraid Your Highness will still have to go back."

"It's okay, if someone really urges me to go back, you will let people go back, saying that King Qi's old illness has relapsed and he needs to recuperate, and he can't go south for the time being."

Zhu Youzhen found the excuse of his illness before, and knew very well that if his brother heard this excuse, he would probably quickly send the imperial doctor north.

Anyway, the Tai Hospital is all from Yanshan Medical College, and when the time comes, Zhu Youzhen will ask people to help him lie.

It's normal to come and go, and it's normal to delay for four or five months.

"You are really ......" Man Gui shook his head with a wry smile, and continued to bow his head and work hard, while Zhu Youzhen also took the lead in the work, without a little princely shelf.

But when they were thinking about how to get Zhu Youxiao, some people were scolded with their heads and faces......

"Hold on for six days, and now you want me to help you send troops to recover the city of Grejurgen?!"

When Huang Taiji scolded people in the capital, Oba stood in the humble palace and was ashamed and angry.

He was driven by Zhu Youzhen from the Horqin grassland to Shangjing, although there were still more than 40,000 tribes after gathering tribes, plus other tribes, there were more than 13,000 people.

But with this bit of strength and strength, he has no way to talk to Huang Taiji on an equal footing.

When he came today, he hoped that Huang Taiji would send troops to help him recapture the city of Geljurgen, but he was scolded and ridiculed by Huang Taiji.

He felt that his face was gloomy, and he immediately said angrily: "Since you are not willing to send troops to help me, then I will send ...... myself."

"Poof!"

Before he could finish speaking, a heavy knife crackled, and Oba's head instantly rolled off his neck, and the corpse fell forward.

"Waste ......"

Zilharan wiped his sword, and the guards who followed Oba drew their swords in horror and pointed them at him.

"Without the grassland, where can you go? Stay in Shangjing City and be a cow! ”

Huang Taiji got up and spoke to several guards, and at this time, a familiar figure also grabbed the braids of several heads and walked into the palace, throwing the heads to the ground.

"It's done!"

When the figure spoke, it was Amin who was in charge of encircling and arresting the Beishan Jurchens in Houjin.

The few heads he threw out were a few small tribal lords who were loyal to Oba.

With Aoba's brain, after losing Horqin, he actually dared to bring his subordinates to the capital to find Huang Taiji, which was no different from throwing himself into a net.

Huang Taiji glanced at the guards, and they had no choice but to put down their scimitars one after another and bow down.

"Okay, in the future, you will be my Dajin's Niu Lu Ezhen, step down......"

Huang Taiji waved his hand to signal a few people to retreat, and then sat down in the meeting position after a few people left, and said:

"Although it is a pity that the Ming army was not able to intercept the baggage of the Ming army in this battle, the 50,000 or 60,000 Mongols and more than 300,000 cattle and sheep brought by Oba now can help us cultivate more arable land."

"I heard that the Ming army in the south did not continue the northern expedition, and Mang Gurtai plundered 120,000 stone of grain from Daning Mansion." Amin walked over to his place and sat down, and spoke.

Seeing this, Jilharang also returned to his position, while Huang Taiji said:

"The combat power of the Ming army is even stronger than three years ago, and now the cooperation of their various departments can be as long as my Dajin, and there is also the blessing of artillery fire."

"Now that Horqin has been exterminated, it is estimated that after two years of rest, the Ming army will attack me with a lot of gold."

Huang Taiji said this almost with a frown, obviously he knew very well that the Jin Kingdom was in trouble.

"The Ming army launched an expedition from Beizhili this time, nearly two thousand miles, which I didn't expect."

Amin leaned back in his chair, his expression a little solemn, and Zilharang also answered:

"Now that I have heard that Liaodong has relocated another two million Shandong victims, I am afraid that the population of Liaodong has exceeded more than 5 million."

"If the Ming army can launch a 2,000-mile expedition with the population of Beizhili, then the northern expedition of Liaodong may not be less than 1,000 miles......"

Miles......

What this means, the three of them all know, to put it bluntly, nearly eighty percent of the Jin army's cities are within the attack range of the Ming army.

"Do you want to develop Fox City first?"

Amin suddenly opened his mouth and said: "I see that the terrain over there in Fusimu City is not bad, although it is relatively difficult to reclaim, but if it is reclaimed, it will not lose to Shangjing City." ”

"It's too cold over there, and there won't be a lot of grain harvest after reclamation in the past." Huang Taiji shook his head and rejected the idea, and continued:

"Besides, if even the capital is lost, how many days can you survive there that is only seven or eight hundred miles away from the capital?"

The city of Fusmucheng is on the Sanjiang Plain, and with the grain yield per mu of this era, coupled with the local terrain, Huang Taiji does not think that it can be held for long.

In his opinion, it was a matter of the First World War between Mingjin and Mingjin.

Judging from the right time, place and people, Daikin's winning chance will not exceed 30%, and if this 30% can be had, it depends on Nurhachi......

"Khan Amma's Body ......"

Huang Taiji opened his mouth with calm eyes, which made Amin and Zilharang's hearts sink instantly.

Nurhachi's health is getting worse and worse, this is already a thing that cannot be concealed, if Nurhachi dies of illness before the Ming army's Northern Expedition, it will be a heavy blow to the Jin State.

Huang Taiji's words silenced the three of them for a long time, and after a while, Amin broke the deadlock and said:

"On the other side of the North Mountain, a tribe has recently arisen up, and they have gathered in Nuergancheng, and I am going to prepare soldiers and horses to sweep them down first, and catch some savages to replenish the Eight Banners."

"There is not much food for how many people can gather in that kind of place." Zilharang frowned, and Huang Taiji also felt that something was wrong:

"Be careful."

"Okay, since the war is over, then I'll take people to retreat to Puerhe City." Amin didn't want to listen to others, so he got up and prepared to leave.

At the same time as he left, a large number of Beishan Jurchens gathered in the Nuergan City in their mouths.

"Poof—"

The iron axe fell, the firewood was cracked in half, and Nuergancheng, a port city located at the mouth of the Heishui River (Heilongjiang), originally had only a small tribe of more than 800 people surviving here.

Beginning in March, however, with the landing of ten ships at the mouth of the Blackwater River, the situation was reversed.

As the Ming Dynasty once Nuer Gandu Sizhi is located, the Ming Dynasty once built Yongning Temple here, and set up Yongning Temple Monument.

Therefore, after more than 300 Liaodong Jurchens took the Ming documents and landed in Nuergancheng with 2,000 craftsmen, the local tribes immediately expressed their submission.

With 2,000 craftsmen, they began to repair Nuer Gancheng and Yongning Temple, and began to gather the Jurchens along the Heishui River and in the north.

By the 10th day of April, tens of thousands of people had gathered here, and the reason why tens of thousands of people could be gathered was very simple.

One is food, and the other is security.

"Recently, two more small tribes have come to Beishan, and more than 200 people have increased outside the city, and the pressure on food has increased a lot."

When the voice of the deliberation appeared, in a newly renovated garrison mansion in Nuer Gancheng, an old Jurchen man dressed in coarse linen clothes spoke to a Jurchen on the throne, and the Jurchen responded:

"No matter how many people come, accept them all, and I will find a way to solve the problem of food."

"The rations of the soldiers will definitely not be reduced, I Guo Sangdai has the Ming Dynasty behind me, and I can afford to support them."

As soon as Guo Sandai spoke, he even let the old Jurchen man bow his head to show respect for the Ming Dynasty.

After saluting, he withdrew from the garrison house, which was as simple as a small courtyard, and Guo Sandai also turned around and walked into the side room, wrote a handwritten book on the desk in the side room, and then sent him south by boat.

It wasn't until half a month later that the ship landed in a harbor city with the handwriting, and the handwriting was also sent to the general military palace inside the city and handed over to one person.

"Three hundred cavalry, three thousand foot soldiers, and a population of tens of thousands......"

"Guo Sandai has done a good job, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that he will be able to restore the prosperity of the slaves back then."

When a familiar voice appeared, You Shigong, dressed in regular clothes, appeared in the General Soldier's Mansion, and in his hands, Guo Sangdai, who was sent to Nuergan by the Jinyi Guard, established a city for the Ming Dynasty that existed in the rear of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Don't look at the strength of Nuergan, there is only one battalion, but just like the difficulty of the Ming army's expedition to the Jin army, it is also very difficult for the Jin army to expedition to Nuergan.

Even if there is the Heishui River as a carrier, the distance of more than 2,000 miles is still prohibitive.

However, although Guo Sangdai has established such a city, in the case of Nuergan, this place has no way to be self-sufficient, and can only rely on a steady stream of blood transfusions from the rear.

The person in charge of the blood transfusion for Nu'er Gancheng was You Shigong, who served as the chief soldier of Jingcheng in the land of Gyeongseong in northeastern Korea.

Although the land of Jingcheng is not large, there are only more than 30,000 people in the jurisdiction, and more than 100,000 acres of cultivated land, but it is actually a transit station.

The supply of Nuergancheng started from Zhenjiang, went to sea through the Yalu River, and then after the supply of Jingcheng, it began to go north along the coast to send supplies to Nuergan.

Although only a month and a half has passed, the ships in Nuergan, Jingcheng and Zhenjiang are walking on the sea in an endless stream.

"Ask Your Highness to transfer 50,000 stone of grain, 30,000 catties of iron and 300 ploughing cattle to Guo Sangdai."

You Shigong took the handbook, turned his head and handed it to the deputy chief soldier next to him, but the deputy chief soldier said after hearing this:

"Why don't you apply for 100,000 stones? Looking at the speed, Nu'er Gancheng may soon be able to gather 20,000 people. ”

"No......" You Shigong shook his head and said meaningfully:

"Although Guo Sandai is a naturalized Jurchen and changed his Han surname, he is a Jurchen after all."

"The old slave is still alive now, don't forget how he got started."

"The grain must be well controlled, and it is only necessary to ensure that their amount for half a year is enough."

"The Admiral understands." Hearing You Shigong's words, the deputy chief soldier immediately retreated and sent the things that the slave had done to Zhenjiang through Jinyiwei.

Zhenjiang's Tangqi walked outside the Great Wall unimpeded, bypassing the northern part of Liaoze, directly through the Horqin grassland, and bringing the news to Taining City.

When the handwritten letter was delivered to Zhu Youzhen, it was already the first day of the fifth month, and Taining City was also built by the four cavalry guards of Shangzhi and stood on the Horqin grassland.

There are rammed earth dwellings everywhere in the city, and Zhu Youzhen got the handwritten letter in the future yamen in the city.

He didn't particularly care about Guo Sangdai's affairs, and he didn't expect them to contain how many troops the Jin army had.

What Zhu Youzhen wanted was that they had taken out a lot of information about the Jin army from the situation of returning to the old slaves, so as to facilitate the future battle of sweeping the captives.

However, if Guo Sandai can let a large number of Jurchens in Beishan gather in the land of Nuergan, this will be good news for the Ming army.

"According to what You Shigong said, allocate money to transfer grain from Zhenjiang to him."

"Yes!"

Zhu Youzhen handed the handwritten letter to Tang Qi, and turned to open Xiong Tingbi's military information.

Compared with Guo Sangdai and You Shigong's military intelligence, Xiong Tingbi's military intelligence is not purely military, but more political.

As soon as the military intelligence began, Xiong Tingbi talked about the number of beheadings in this battle and the resettlement location of the victims in Shandong.

Tens of millions of acres of plains from Yidong River City to the south were enough for them to reclaim and live, and the Ming army only needed to build stone forts at various passes along the way to prevent the Jianlu from attacking the victims through the mountain roads.

In addition, judging from the situation of this battle, the supply problem of the Ming army in Liaodong is no longer a big problem, as long as Zhu Youzhen thinks, the Ming army can launch the Northern Expedition next year.

After saying this, Xiong Tingbi talked about the military merits of this battle at the end of the letter.

Obviously, what Zhu Youxiao thought of, he also thought of himself, so he wanted Zhu Youxiao to go up and put aside his personal reward for the time being.

Obviously, this old horseman has not yet been addicted to war, and he does not want to eat at home and wait for death after receiving the lord early.

In this regard, Zhu Youzhen showed a smile on his face, and then put down the military situation and thought about the situation in Liaodong.

Among them, Zhu Youzhen believes that Xiong Tingbi and Yuan Yingtai can cooperate very well with the relocation of the people and the resettlement of the victims, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

All he cared about was the lord's affairs and the Northern Expedition.

He had to admit one thing, that is, Da Ming could indeed carry out the Northern Expedition right now, and it would be next year.

But!

This Northern Expedition must be based on the premise that one thing is properly settled, and that is the disaster.

I have to say that Zhu Youzhen has delayed too much time, or said that there are too many things, and with his ability, he can only advance things to this extent in seven years.

In the end, the Ming Dynasty did not settle the Houjin before the sixth year of the Apocalypse, and what were the specific disasters in the sixth year of the Apocalypse and the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Zhu Youzhen personally did not remember very clearly.

It's not that he didn't read the book carefully, but the disasters at this stage began to erupt in an endless stream, so much that he couldn't remember it personally.

The only thing he can be sure of is that the disaster will not be as severe as it was in history.

Among them, especially Fujian, Guangdong, and Shaanxi.

The problem in Fujian and Guangdong is clear, in fact, it is that the price of food has skyrocketed due to the overpopulation and the lack of arable land, which has led to a popular uprising.

As for Shaanxi, because of the continuous heavy snow and drought, the people have no harvest.

In fact, most of the disasters of the first two have been solved by Zhu Youzhen in the means of immigration.

At present, more than 1.8 million people have migrated to the old port in Fujian and Guangdong provinces, and as many as 2 million to the Ryukyus.

Although Zhu Youzhen does not know the population of Fujian and Guangdong, no matter how exaggerated it is, it will not exceed 15 million people.

In other words, under several relocations, nearly one-fifth of the population of the two provinces was relocated, and the internal land annexation and food problems were greatly reduced.

Even if a disaster breaks out next year, as long as Zhu Youzhen keeps enough grain, uses the regular position to stabilize grain prices, and at the same time carries out the policy of large-scale relocation of the people to the south, the problem of popular unrest in the two provinces can be easily solved.

As for Shaanxi, the drought broke out in northern Shaanxi at the beginning, and now northern Shaanxi has been relocated by Zhu Youzhen half of the population, or even more.

There are less than 300,000 people on the books of Yan'an Mansion, and at most 500,000 people in Shuofang Mansion.

With the financial resources of the Ming Dynasty, it is relatively simple to help these 500,000 people.

The only problem is that the severe drought in northern Shaanxi will last for 11 years, and it is impossible for Zhu Youzhen to provide disaster relief to them for 10 years without compensation.

"Obey the law!"

Zhu Youzhen shouted at the door, and in the next second, Sun Shoufa's black bear-like body squeezed into the study: "Your Highness? ”

"Submit this drawing to the Ministry of Industry, and after the autumn harvest this year, we will begin to expand and repair the post road from Hetao to Guanzhong and from Guanzhong to Hexi."

Zhu Youzhen turned around and walked to the bookshelf, took out a copy of the drawings he had planned, and handed it to Sun Shoufa.

Sun Shoufa opened it and took a look, and after realizing that he couldn't read, he hurriedly withdrew from the study.

Zhu Youzhen looked at his departing back, calculated the money and food for disaster relief, and then thought about the students who graduated from Yanshan this year, and finally could only frown.

Except for a small number of Yanshan students who can enter the preparatory institute and those who can enter the third and fourth universities, the rest of the students are ready to devote themselves to the Ministry of Industry and set up a temporary yamen.

He didn't feel at ease when he handed over the money and grain to the officials of the Ming Dynasty for disaster relief.

However, if these more than 50,000 Yanshan students set up a disaster relief department and constantly transfer new people every two years, they can avoid more corruption.

Thinking so, Zhu Youzhen continued to study ink, and then wrote a handwritten letter and asked Sun Shoufa to send it to Yanshan Academy.

After doing all this, he probably had a number in his heart, that is, whether the money and grain of the next year could be used to sweep the captives.

"It starts between July and August, so there should be no problem......"

After calculating the money and grain, Zhu Youzhen still decided to start fighting in July and August, because in this way, if the war is protracted, the taxes will also be collected in October, and the Ming army can advance step by step.

Moreover, the disasters in the Ming Dynasty mostly occurred in the first half of the year and the rainy season, so as long as you survive this time, you will probably know whether you can go on the Northern Expedition.

He had a certain number in his heart about the Northern Expedition, and then he needed to solve the lord problem in Xiong Tingbi's mouth.

In fact, this problem is not a problem in his opinion, because Zhu Youzhen is already preparing not to support civilian officials to participate in the military in the future, so he only needs to solve the problem of Xiong Tingbi and the other five people.

Zhu Youzhen was still ready to let the five people be knighted normally, and then continue to work in the army.

There are still many enemies in the Ming Dynasty, and he Xiong Tingbi is only fifty-eight years old, and he can fight for a few more years.

When he is sixty-five, if he doesn't want to fight, it is not impossible to go back to Huguang's hometown to retire.

As for Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou, Yang Wenyue, and Wu Aheng, there is still a lot of room for improvement in their official positions, and there is no need for Zhu Youzhen to worry about this.

The only thing he cares about is when Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou can use it, and who will use it first.

At present, it seems that Zhu Youzhen is still ready to use Hong Chengchou to deal with Annan first, especially when the drought breaks out in Sichuan.

In general, under the drought of the Xiaoice River, Sichuan is actually relatively moist at other times due to the topography of the Yangtze River and the basin, except for the frequent disasters in eastern Sichuan.

In addition, the grain yield is more than two stones, and the water conservancy project is perfect, and the largest number of people affected by the disaster in the entire Xiaoice River Sichuan is only 230,000.

This number is just enough for the Ming army to recover the number of people in Annam.

After the fight against Annan, they can also be placed on the spot, killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen also wrote a copy by hand, and let people send it to Yunnan.

After all, the cement factories in Yunnan should have been established, and with the blessing of cement, it is not difficult to build a post road to Annam.

Thinking so, Zhu Youzhen hummed a small tune and walked out of the study, and several letters were sent to where they should go......