It's easy to start a business, but it's hard to keep a business.

Zhu Zhanyan had known this for a long time, but in fact, he only knew it before, and he didn't feel it until today.

Generally speaking, people call unattainable or extremely difficult goals dreams, and lifelong and achievable goals ideals.

The difference between the two is that dreams require the help of some adventures, some unimaginable coincidences, and some other uncontrollable factors to succeed, or even not succeed at all.

For example, Emperor Taizong once wanted to fight the battle of three generations in one generation, completely eliminate the forces of the northern grasslands, and let future generations have no worries about external troubles.

However, the realization of the ideal is not achieved overnight, but on the way to the ideal, we continue to reach new milestones and finally reach the destination.

For example, Emperor Taizong's ideal was to destroy the northern steppe forces, so his old man drove his first imperial expedition to destroy the Tatars, and if it was normal, the next step was to destroy the Warats, and then eliminate or collect the remnants of the steppe, and finally achieve the goal.

Zhu Zhanyan is the same.

From the moment he decided to stand up, he made it a decision that there would be no more civilizations in the future world that could threaten the flower planters.

Therefore, he first got rid of the feud of the flower planters, and then from near and far, from Indochina to the Delhi Sultan, to the Timurid Empire, and then to Europe.

This road is actually the road on which Zhu Zhanyan's small goals are realized one by one.

However, this did not give him peace of mind.

He can't guarantee that he will be able to get rid of all the people he wants to get rid of, and the instructor once said: A spark can start a prairie fire.

Didn't the eagle sauce of later generations run over from John Bull? In just a few hundred years, it has become one of the countries standing at the top of the world.

There are only two ways to prevent this from happening.

First, physical limitations.

The birth and development of a civilization is inseparable from the hard condition of food, and if there is not enough food, then even the most advanced civilization cannot create things out of thin air.

Second, limitations in the ideological sense.

The birth of a civilization, to put it bluntly, is still ideological progress, and the reason why the eagle sauce of later generations was able to climb so high relied on the English people who had emancipated their minds.

The Indians have occupied the Americas for thousands of years, aren't they still the same ghosts?

It is difficult to limit ideologically, at least Zhu Zhanyan is too late to do it now, so he can only limit it in a physical sense.

Zhu Zhanyan's idea is very simple, that is, to take advantage of the current strength of the Ming Dynasty to occupy as much as possible the grain-producing areas on this planet, especially places like the plains of Europe and the Mississippi plains of the Americas.

In this way, we will be able to fundamentally extinguish the root of the enemy's rise, and without food, we will not be able to develop a sufficient population, and if we do not have enough population, we will be able to take off like a castle in the air, and we can only think about it.

But it is precisely because of this that Zhu Zhanyan feels exhausted and makes him sigh that "it is easy to start a business and difficult to keep a business".

It stands to reason that he should be the one who started the business, but because he thinks far enough, he is actually in the stage of entrepreneurship and business in parallel.

Looking at the simplified version of the world map on the table, Zhu Zhan's hair was straight and sorrowful.

There is no need to worry too much about Asia for the time being, after all, its roots are in Asia, and once it finds signs of the rise of opposition forces, it can be suppressed first.

It's okay here in Europe, although there are a lot of plains and fertile black soil, but people will definitely be arranged here in the future.

In Zhu Zhanyan's prediction, in the future, he will either let his younger brother Zhu Zhanyan come over to guard Europe, or he and his son, depending on the changes in the imperial court in the future and the height he can reach.

If he can go to the top, it will be that he guards the Central Plains, and his younger brother Zhu Zhanyan comes to Europe, if he can't, it's the other way around.

In addition to Asia and Europe, there are also Africa, the United States and Australia.

Africa doesn't have to worry for the time being, as long as there is no foreign population involved, those will not be able to jump very high no matter how much they can jump, after all, the original history has verified the result of this problem.

Australia is similar to Africa, and it has also developed because of the intervention of foreign populations, but in terms of population, Australia and North America are relatively similar.

The living space of the indigenous population has been squeezed, and a large number of indigenous peoples have even been exterminated and replaced by white people.

So, in the end, it's the Americas.

The arable land resources in the Americas are still relatively abundant, North America has the Mississippi Plain, and although the Amazon Plain in South America is covered by primitive rainforests, man is a creature that cannot be predicted by common sense.

Just as Zhu Zhan Yan could use fire attack in order to take the Indochina Peninsula, if Europeans fled to South America during this chaotic time, it is difficult to say whether they would use fire attack to burn the Amazon rainforest into arable land.

So......

……

"His Royal Highness."

Just as Zhu Zhanyan was holding the top of the brush and looking at the map on the table in contemplation, Zhu Ling's voice interrupted his thoughts.

The train of thought was disrupted, Zhu Zhanyan's brows furrowed, and his tone became not very good: "Come in!" ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Zhu Ling, who was extremely familiar with Zhu Zhanyan, knew that Zhu Zhanyan was not in a good mood when he heard the voice, so he fell to his knees directly as soon as he came in.

"The supply fleet that went to the English Channel to resupply the envoy under the command of Wang Jinghong has returned, and they have brought back a piece of news!"

As he spoke, Zhu Ling raised the secret letter in his hand above his head.

Zhu Zhanyan's frowning brows never let go, and he accepted the secret letter with a very ugly expression.

"Call Fan Zhong over!"

"Yes!"

……

Zhu Ling slowly withdrew from the room and closed the door, leaving only Zhu Zhanyan with an ugly face in the room, and squeezed the secret letter in his hand tightly.

On the secret letter, except for the part pinched and folded by Zhu Zhanyan, the words "Aragon" and "France" could be vaguely seen.

After a while, Fan Zhong came to the door of Zhu Zhanyu's room.

"The last general, Fan Zhong, meet ......"

"Come in!"

Without waiting for Fan Zhong to finish speaking, Zhu Zhanyan opened his mouth to let him in.

Fan Zhong's heart was sudden, but he still pushed the door and walked in.

"Take a look."

As soon as Fan Zhong came in, before he could salute, Zhu Zhanyan threw the secret letter in front of him.

Fan Zhong was a little confused, but he still picked up the secret letter and looked at it.

There are not many words on the letter, and in general, secret letters, especially those related to war, are mostly like this, explaining everything in the shortest words.

Fan Zhong is not a stupid person, after reading the secret letter, he knew what Zhu Zhanyan called him over, and even vaguely guessed Zhu Zhanyan's plan.

"Have faith?"

Zhu Zhanyan didn't say anything, and directly popped out such a sentence.

However, Fan Zhong already understood what Zhu Zhanyan wanted him to do.

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)