The door of the back room of Yong'an Palace near the garden is slightly open, and the draft breeze blows leisurely.
In the flowerpot, seedlings with small white flowers swayed in the wind.
A snow-white poodle tilted its head and stared at the swinging flowers in surprise, then its big clear eyes looked back at the old man who was napping on the recliner, then its ears moved, and when it looked at the few flowers again, its eyes
A little bit ready to move.
It wants to taste these little flowers!
Just as he stretched out his little paw, the old man's voice suddenly came from behind him, "If you dare to move, I'll stew you and eat your meat!"
"Woo!" The poodle whined, crawling to the old man's feet and lying down as if he had made a mistake.
The old man opened his cloudy eyes, looked down, then closed his eyes again, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the lounge chair a few times.
Whoosh!
The poodle's clear eyes were full of joy. He jumped up on the couch, turned over his belly, waggled his tail, stuck out his tongue and shook his head, rubbing against the old man's side.
"Haha!" The old man's big hands rubbed hard on the dog's belly, and he laughed out loud.
Suddenly, the poodle suddenly turned over and stood up, resting its front paws on the armrests of the lounge chair, baring its teeth and growling with a hint of menace, staring at the door.
"Old man!" Pu Bucheng's voice came from outside.
The old man on the recliner touched the dog's head, calmed it down, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"
The next voice that came from outside was not Pu Bucheng's voice, "The Emperor is a minister, you are here, little girl!"
"Come in quickly!" The old man straightened his waist slightly and said with a smile, "When will you be back?"
After the old man finished speaking, Li Jinglong greeted Pu Bucheng with a smile outside, strode in, and knelt down when he came in, "Your Majesty, Li Jinglong, kowtow to the Supreme Emperor!" Then, he took off the gauze crown on his head, kowtowed respectfully and loudly, bang.
Banging sound.
"Okay, okay, your head is made of iron?" The old man was always very kind to these juniors. He raised his hand and said with a smile, "As long as you have your heart set on it!"
Li Jinglong looked up with a smile on his face. When he saw the old man, his eyes immediately turned into shock, and then the shock turned into sadness and pain, as well as all kinds of palpitations and fears.
Bang, his head hit the ground again.
His voice was getting louder and his shoulders were shaking, "Your Majesty, my Majesty...how many days have you been out? Why...are you so thin? Wow, how...
...? I am... so sad!"
People become soft-hearted as they get older. If Li Jinglong had behaved like this a few years ago, the old man would have kicked him with his big feet. But now seeing this junior, the legitimate son of his biological nephew, showing his true feelings towards me, my heart felt warm and warm.
With a bit of sadness.
"I'm old, and the earth is buried up to my chin!" The old man smiled bitterly, "Get up quickly, the ground is cold!" As he said, he shouted outside, "Who is that? Come in and move him a soft dumpling." With that, the old man said.
He also looked at Li Jinglong, "You've also lost weight and become darker. It's a big thank you for lying down!"
"Thank you for your hard work, I!" Li Jinglong took a few steps forward, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes became redder and redder, and said, "I went to Fanbang this time, and the affairs you assigned me were handled properly. Don't think that Fanbang is a country of barbarians.
There are really a lot of good things. When I was there, I thought that you have been tired in recent years, so I specially collected a lot of good medicinal materials."
After saying that, he took a few steps forward and said, "The Supreme Emperor, you are tens of millions of years old..."
"Woof woof woof!"
Suddenly, the poodle that the old man was carrying fiercely barked at Li Jinglong.
His big clear eyes were full of fierceness, and the hair on his back stood up.
"Woof woof woof!"
Although the dog is small, it looks scary.
"Shh!" The old man scolded with a frown, and lightly hit the poodle with his big hand, "There are no rules, why are you barking?"
The poodle looked at Li Jinglong unwillingly, squatted down next to the old man, and still stared at him.
For some reason, Li Jinglong felt guilty after being stared at.
He laughed twice and said, "This little guy is more powerful than the hunting dogs raised by Chen's family!"
The old man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter how powerful a dog is, it doesn't matter how powerful it is. A loyal dog will never retreat even if it encounters a jackal, tiger, or leopard!"
As he said that, the old man raised his head and said, "Go on and talk about Luzon!"
"After I got there, I went to Xie Jinzhong's Zhuangzi. Everyone who had seen Hongshu cultivated, whether they were Han Chinese or natives, was all put on the boat. All the Hongshu in his family, I saw.
Also ship them together.”
As he spoke, Li Jinglong lowered his voice, "Then Xie Jinzhong didn't know the benefits of red potatoes before. After planting them himself, he promised some to others. I saw that some people were planting crops in the farmland of the surrounding natives. So...
..”
"Say!" the old man said, grabbing the poodle's neck.
"So I thought of a way to let the villages of the natives be attacked by bandits and burned to the ground." Li Jinglong said in a low voice.
"Yes!" The old man nodded, as if he heard something insignificant, "God-given divine objects, if they are left behind in other countries, they will be punished by God. You did a good job!"
"What the Emperor said is that these sweet potatoes are from the Ming Dynasty, and they are worthy of planting them?" He continued in a low voice, "I ordered people to find seeds for all the crops that are available in Luzon and bring them with me.
Back to the Ming Dynasty!" He said and paused, "Old man, although it is a country of savages, the natives there have never been hungry!"
"Huh?" The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"I would never dare to lie. If the Supreme Emperor doesn't believe it, call others to ask and they will know if what I am telling the truth!" Li Jinglong whispered, "There are endless fish and shrimps in the sea and fresh fruits on the mountains.
Inexhaustible. You can plant crops wherever you like, and they will be harvested three times a year. I am so greedy when I see that place!"
The old man said nothing, and then kept looking at Li Jinglong with his eyes.
Until the look in his eyes made Li Jinglong feel uncomfortable all over.
The old man smiled faintly again, "Have you told the emperor about this?"
"I just met Long Live Lord!" Li Jinglong said, not daring to hide anything.
"We are not the emperor now, what do you want to tell your long live master?" The old man lay down again and closed his eyes, "You kid, you have so many evil thoughts, and you want to trick me? That is what we are doing now
If you were soft-hearted, I would have beaten you with melon seeds!"
Li Jinglong sneered twice, "Old man, you are wise!"
Things like cross-sea immigration, garrisoning troops and building cities cannot be kept secret for long. Once word spreads, those old-school conservative ministers will definitely oppose it with all their strength. It cannot be said that they are conservative, but those officials who cannot see the benefits of immigration. This is not only
There was Qingliu from the dynasty, and he might even be a local feudal official.
Once they unite, the energy they unleash is amazing.
Zhu Yunxi is not afraid of their opposition. Any reformer in history has laid the foundation for a great cause by calling them names. What he is afraid of is that these people will cause trouble with the old man and let him be their backbone.
This is especially true for small countries in Southeast Asia like Luzon, which had professed vassalage to the Ming Dynasty as early as the founding of the People's Republic of China. The old man once stated in the Ming Dynasty's ancestral instructions that a country should not be conquered.
It was because they were afraid that future generations would imitate Emperor Yang of Sui, who refused to fight no matter how powerful the Ming Dynasty was.
Moreover, Luzon and other places are very different from Goryeo. Although Goryeo is also within the scope of the country without conquests, the attack on Goryeo was the old man’s own intention, and Goryeo deserved to be beaten. Furthermore, he was originally covered by Hua Xia Ming.
Next, the place where the families were separated will be taken back by the Ming Dynasty.
But if those ministers learned that their emperor wanted to build a fleet and shift his attention from land to sea, they would never stop.
"You guys!" The old man closed his eyes and said with a smile, "You're starting to learn how to play tricks on the old man!" He said, half-opening his eyes, "There are talented people in this generation, we don't care about young men.
The old man can’t control it!”
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This chapter has been completed!