Gou Zhenhuai blinked his eyes, smiled, and said, "Two small towns with bigger farts, it doesn't matter if they are defended or not. ”

After a pause, he continued: "According to what the last general thought, Mao Shuai felt that the purpose of training by fighting was achieved, and there was no need to fight with Dongyu in Manpu and Changcheng. And if the eastern captives occupy these two cities, they cannot garrison a large army. The two cities are separated by a big river, and in the future, our army will attack, and the eastern captives will not be able to rescue, so it will be another big victory. ”

Mao Wenlong's eyes flashed, and he was a little impressed by Gou Zhenhuai.

That's right, these two reasons, although not the most comprehensive, also show his main intention to abandon the second city.

Gou Zhenhuai arched his hand on the horse and said: "There is a saying in the sage: If the land is lost, the land is lost, and the land is lost; Save people and lose land, and everyone and land will be gained! The Dongjiang Army fought against the Dongyu in order to be mobile and flexible, regardless of the gains and losses of one city or one place. ”

Mao Wenlong chewed on this sentence repeatedly, couldn't help but be a little moved, and arched his hand: "The Holy Heavenly Posture is intelligent, and what he said is exquisite, which makes Mao Mou suddenly open his mouth and benefit a lot!" ”

Then, he smiled at Gou Zhenhuai and said: "General Gou, long live this art of war, I hope to give you advice, don't cherish yourself." ”

Gou Zhenhuai returned the salute and said: "Mao Shuai is willing to listen, and the last general will say everything." ”

After a pause, he asked again: "I don't know where Mao Shuai wants to move in?" ”

Mao Wenlong gently patted the saber on his waist and said with a smile: "I want to revisit the old place and go to Zhenjiang for a while." ”

Zhenjiang is Jiulian City, which belongs to Dandong in later generations. It leans on the east mountain of Zhendong Mountain in the north, borders the Hengdao River in the west, is five miles away from the Yalu River in the south, and is Uiju in North Korea on the opposite bank.

From the geographical point of view, it is very important for the four guards of the south barrier (Jin, Fu, Hai, Gai) in Zhenjiang and North Korea to the east.

Like Zhang Pan's obsession with Lushun, Jinzhou and other places, Mao Wenlong has been staring at Zhenjiang.

From a strategic point of view, it is most advantageous for the army to be half stationed in Korea and half to Zhenjiang, and to defend it between the rivers.

Gou Zhenhuai thought about it, and said with a smile: "Mao Shuai has a good re-lobbying in this hometown, and the last general will follow him with a shy face, and Lao Mao Shuai will be the guide!" ”

Mao Wenlong laughed and said: "Since this is the case, who made someone very familiar with Zhenjiang!" ”

The two talked as they walked, deepened their impression of each other, and better understood their temperament.

And Mao Wenlong also saw that this Gou Zhenhuai was not a simple character, he usually didn't hum or ha, he really had material in his stomach, and he must have the power to play long live.

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Reform, also known as "Dingxin Revolution" by the ancients; The obstruction of conservatives is also known as "changing the law".

However, reform cannot take care of everything in every way, and since it is necessary to carry out new adjustments to the original powers, interests, and social order, the interests of some people will certainly be harmed.

Whether it is in terms of economic interests, power, or ideology, conflicts are inevitable.

Therefore, in the process of reform, it is very crucial to maintain social stability as much as possible while advancing it.

The ancients also summed up the lessons and lessons in this regard, and put forward the strategy of seeking "unchanged" with "small changes" and gradually advancing in depth.

Of course, Zhu Youxiao also knows that reform and development, as well as stability, are inseparable.

Especially when the Ming Dynasty was in internal and external troubles, it was all the more necessary to grasp this scale and properly handle the relationship between the three.

Therefore, the policy of "because of grain" only revealed the rumors, and Zhu Youxiao did not plan to implement it this year.

Autumn is coming, and judging from the reports from various places, the year is generally good. In particular, Shaanxi, which he is very concerned about, is still smooth, only northern Shaanxi is worse.

However, with the forgiveness and forgiveness, the people of Shaanxi, Shanxi, and Henan will be able to breathe a sigh of relief. By the time next year is next year, when sweet potatoes are planted in a larger area, the problem of eating will almost be solved.

Wise and martial, it takes more than half a year to make it like this, it's very awesome!

The only thing that makes Zhu Youxiao's wisdom and wisdom a little flawed is the potato.

According to the question book submitted by Xu Guangqi, the trial effect of potatoes in the suburbs of Beijing is not very ideal. The yield is not high, and the quality is not very good.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhu Youxiao also came to a conclusion that should be correct.

Potatoes have just been introduced to China and are certainly not genetically modified. The climate and soil conditions of the place of origin are certainly different from those in the suburbs of Beijing, so it is not surprising that there are problems.

Zhu Youxiao felt that if this potato had to adapt to the environment, it seemed that it would have to be planted for several years, or more than ten years, before it could become a high-yield crop.

Fortunately, I didn't force potatoes to be planted everywhere. Even sweet potatoes are only planted in the Suncheonfu and Beizhili areas, and the harvest is very good.

Smelling the familiar sweet smell in his nose, the young emperor put down the question book and saw that the "hamster" Li Chengcheng was not honest in settling accounts, and his eyes were always looking out.

Wang Tiqian and the palace people were roasting sweet potatoes outside, and the oven designed by the emperor himself was a tin bucket-like plaything.

"Chengcheng, go take a look outside." The young emperor instructed very casually: "It smells very fragrant, and when it is cooked, give me a piece to bring in." ”

"The slave obeys." Li Chengcheng agreed to get Lisuo, got up and walked out of the imperial study.

Zhu Youxiao picked up the question book again, and if he wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, he had to wait for a while. Emperor, you have to be reserved.

Now, some of the inscriptions of important ministers have been taken to the imperial study to read, and others are read to him by Liu Ruoyu in the Dongnuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

The question book in his hand now was played by Shen Yourong, about the emperor's consultation on the opening of the Sailor School.

Because it was the emperor's intention, Shen Yourong was very cautious in his wording. But Zhu Youxiao saw that Shen Yourong had reservations.

Zhu Youxiao wanted to emulate the practice of martial arts in cultivating naval commanders in a theoretical, systematic, and actual combat manner, so that the quality of the Ming army's naval divisions could be improved.

But this is contrary to the growth and promotion of the traditional sailor generals, because the sailor generals of the Ming Dynasty basically learned and practiced at the same time, and came up step by step from practice.

Moreover, the officers of the naval division should be familiar not only with combat, but also with driving, navigation, sea conditions, wind direction, and even astronomy and geography. According to Zhu Youxiao's requirements and standards, it is really a bit too high.

Colonel Zhu You fell into deep thought, can't the navy and the army be the same?

Looking at the question book, Zhu Youxiao read it carefully again, and finally felt that he had found some problems.

It is also a question of education level, and there are also reasons why there are few admirals in the first place, and the training cycle of the naval academy is long.

The reason why martial arts can quickly become talented is because there are many generals in the Ming army in terms of infantry and cavalry, and the main thing they are currently learning is the tactical use of muskets and bayonets.

It seems that it was because he didn't say it in detail enough that Shen Yourong had a wrong understanding.

Zhu Youxiao figured it out, and he wasn't ready to change his plan. Theorizing and systematizing knowledge and replacing empiricism is a scientific outlook on development, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, and with a rush of footsteps, Wang Tiqian trotted in with a plate and presented it to the emperor with a smile, "Emperor, the sweet potato is baked, this taste is really tempting!" ”

Roasted sweet potatoes! Zhu Youxiao looked at the golden, soft, and hot melon pulp that had been peeled off the plate, and couldn't help but smile, reached out and took the spoon on the side of the plate, dug a piece and put it in his mouth.

Well, fragrant, sweet, noodles, glutinous, hot, eat into the stomach, the whole body is comfortable.

"Wang Daban also went to taste it, the taste is really sweet." Zhu Youxiao said with a smile: "Let the palace people bake more and send it to the harem nobles." If they like to eat, let the imperial dining room make it. ”

Wang Tiqian agreed again and again, and said with a smile: "The slave and maid will arrange it, and the emperor can only rest assured." With that, he bowed and withdrew.

Zhu Youxiao ate the roasted sweet potato one bite at a time, it was a familiar feeling, and he was also ready to let the people of the Ming Dynasty have that feeling.

If nothing else, advertise sweet potatoes.

"Daming Forum" should publish the yield of sweet potatoes and the areas suitable for planting. There should also be "roasted sweet potatoes" in the streets and alleys, so that the sweet smell wafts up.

Of course, the imperial court's policy towards the local government is also indispensable. Without the coercion of the local government and the guidance of the local government, how many lifetimes will the people who farm know the benefits of planting sweet potatoes?

Li Chengcheng walked in, squatted down to give a salute, and honestly returned to the small table to settle the account.

There is still a touch of gray on his face, and the sweet potato seems to have been eaten, but I don't know if it is hidden? Zhu Youxiao was a little funny, but he didn't tease her.

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Changchun Palace.

Zhang Wan'er was holding a piece of roasted sweet potato, eating happily, her little face, and the corners of her mouth were stained with some burnt gray black.

"It's sweet and glutinous, and the taste is fragrant." Zhang Yu'er put down the spoon and praised with a smile: "Roasted sweet potatoes, right, can you eat them often in the future?" ”

The palace maid didn't know, and replied: "The slave doesn't know either, is the father-in-law who is going to be summoned by the mother ask in detail?" ”

Duan said: "Long live the reward, it must be a precious thing, it's not easy to eat more, right?" ”

"Then forget it, let him go back! Thank you for the reward of long live on my behalf. Zhang Yuer shook her head gently, although she likes to eat, she doesn't want to be disgusted. If it's really expensive, wouldn't you have to make an inch?

As he was talking, the palace maid outside came in and said, "Niangniang, Xiao Zhao's father-in-law also brought a long live message, saying that if the nobles like to eat this roasted sweet potato, they can send someone to inform the imperial dining room." ”

Oh, Zhang Yuer raised her eyebrows, very happy.

Zhang Wan'er next to her was even brighter, raised her head and said crisply: "Sister, I still want to eat." ”

Zhang Yu'er pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to call her little sister, wiped her face with a silk handkerchief, and said softly: "Forget it today, it's a little late." Tomorrow, tomorrow Sister will send someone to ask for you. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Wan'er nodded her little head sensibly, reached out and carefully touched Sister A's belly, and asked suspiciously, "Is there a little doll here?" How small does he or she have to be? ”

Giggled, Zhang Yu'er smiled crisply, stroked her little sister's head and said, "He (she) will grow up, and you will be the same!" ”

Zhang Wan'er blinked her eyes wide, as if she understood or not, but she had been pulled aside by her mother and was not allowed to touch her again.

Zhang Yuer stroked her lower abdomen and felt a little bulging, but it was not very obvious.