"Changhua County is really a good place!"

Zhu Gaochi stood on Changhua Ridge northwest of Changhua County, Qiongzhou Prefecture, looking at the bustling Changhua Pier and the sea ahead, and sighed with emotion.

At this time, a full forty days had passed since the Southern Expeditionary Army left Beijing. A huge fleet composed of 30,000 Jingwei troops and hundreds of warships finally arrived in Changhua County after stopping in Qiongzhou Prefecture for three days.

This area will be used by the Ming Dynasty as the core area for developing Annan and other vast lands in the south. It is now a huge construction site.

At the foot of Changhua Ridge is the seat of Changhua County.

To say it is a county town, it is better to say that it is just a small town with an earthen wall no more than two feet high.

There are no more than ten thousand people in the city. Walking upstream along the Changhua River, there are small villages along the bank.

Very original condition.

However, last winter, after the first batch of imperial fleets delivered countless grain and grass stored in Taicang, Hangzhou Prefecture, as well as craftsmen from the Ministry of Works who would serve as supervisors, Changhua County began to change.

It's different, and it's starting to develop.

In just half a year, it can accommodate thirty treasure ships. The dock where the warships dock speaks volumes.

As for the remaining warships, they could only anchor in the deep water area outside Changhua Port. Most of the soldiers went ashore to drill and reorganize, leaving enough soldiers to take turns to board the ships to guard.

Zhang Wen, the Marquis of Huining, who had a history of suppressing Japanese armies, led his fleet at sea every day to search for Annan ships.

"If it wasn't a good place, the general wouldn't be in Yingtian, so he would prefer this place."

Behind Zhu Gaochi, under a sentry tower that had just been built not long ago, Zhu Shangbing curled his lips and spoke indifferently.

Beside him is Zhu Yunxi, who is holding a telescope made of copper pipe and observing the sea in the distance.

"We have been in Changhua County for ten days, and the general is not ready to go to Zhennanguan yet?"

Zhang Wen's attacking fleet could not be found on the sea, so Zhu Yunxi put down his telescope and asked.

Zhu Shangbing immediately said: "The general is preparing to leave tomorrow. He went to the mine early this morning. It will probably take some time before he can come back."

Zhu Gaochi took over and said: "The general is going to Zhennanguan. We need to find a stable person to take charge of the affairs in Changhua County. The mines need to smelt steel, make firearms and weapons, and transport them to the front line. This will continue.

Build Taicang as a transit place for food and supplies for the southern expedition."

"Taicang needs to build more." Zhu Yunxi said affirmatively, looking at the sea and the faintly visible outline of the land further away. He waved and pointed: "There is a land of wealth.

!"

Grain, spices, gems, wood.

These are urgently needed materials for the Ming Dynasty, and they are far more precious than land.

Zhu Shangbing didn't understand what he said. He slowly stretched out his hand to take the telescope from Zhu Yunxi's hand and began to observe the movements on the sea.

Zhu Gaochi turned around and said: "According to the current plan, the output of the land of Annan will be given priority to Guangdong, Guangxi, Yunnan, and other places to support the subsequent strategy of reforming the land and returning it to the local people. Occupy the city and cross you

The vast plain where the mentioned river is located is used to supply the capital."

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Zhu Yunxi smiled and nodded: "So, Changhua County is a very important place."

Zhu Gaochi nodded and began to think about some things.

He walked slowly to Zhu Yunxi's side, and someone brought a chair.

After Zhu Gaochi sat on the chair and took a sip of cold water, he continued: "The Japanese country produces too much gold and silver. If the mineral deposits in Changhua continue to be developed, the imperial court will have more wealth. Once these things are circulated to

If the local area is not controlled or consumption is increased, it will be a disaster for the Ming Dynasty."

This involves the relationship between currency and products.

When more money is issued than is issued and the total amount of production remains unchanged, the price of goods will increase.

If the income of the people cannot be increased simultaneously, the survival costs required by the people will also increase invisibly.

Zhu Yunxi was very pleased that Zhu Gaochi, who was called the executive deputy emperor by later generations, had slowly come to think of this meaning.

So, he asked in a leading way: "So, what significance does Annan, or later Jiaozhi, etc. have for the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Gaochi turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yunxi.

Such questions and answers appeared every day since he boarded the pirate ship and left Yingtian City.

So, Zhu Gaochi smiled and pointed to Changhua County below Changhua Ridge.

"I think the Annan policy question written by Gao Yangzhi during the exam last year is very reasonable."

Zhu Yunxi also waved to someone to bring a chair.

He sat down with his legs crossed and looked at Xiaopang calmly: "I would like to hear your opinions."

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, but replied: "In the future, Jiaozhi will become a material supply place for the Ming Dynasty to balance the problem that the mainland's production of goods cannot be improved for a while. At the same time, Jiaozhi and other newly established roads can also become a source of goods for mainland merchants and people.

A place where goods are sold.

If we open up the river plain to the west of Champa, we can build a dock on the opposite coast to sell goods from the Central Plains to farther places.

In this way, a preliminary circulation system can be established."

After slowly finishing his opinion, Zhu Gaochi reached for water, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then turned to look at Zhu Yunxi.

Only this time, before Zhu Yunxi could open his mouth to judge, Zhu Gaochi seemed to have remembered something.

He continued: "It's just a pity. If the Ming Dynasty could regain its homeland in the Western Regions, in addition to shipping, it could also reopen the Han and Tang Silk Roads, which would promote the circulation of Guanzhong, Henan and other places."

Zhu Yunxi flicked his calf, pondered for a moment and then said softly: "What do you think, if the Duke of Liang is stationed in the northwest?"

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Zhu Gaochi said unexpectedly: "Do you want to reopen the Western Region?"

He felt that this brother's ideas were often extremely bold.

Just like now, he is obviously discussing matters in the south, but he has already thought of the situation in the northwest.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "It's not possible at the moment. Although the imperial court only sent 30,000 troops this time, and the total of the southern troops gathered was only 100,000, it consumed countless energy. The imperial court cannot do a three-front war. Now it is better to say that it is just an idea. Maybe

You can try it."

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Zhu Gaochi carefully examined Zhu Yunxi for a while, then he took a deep breath, calmed down, and said softly: "If you want to pass through the Western Regions, the nine sides must go forward and wipe out all the Yuan tribes entrenched on the grassland.

Otherwise, Anxi will be beyond our reach, and if something goes wrong, the court's support will be slow."

"This problem also exists here in Annan."

The topic was once again changed by Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Gaochi paused again, but he had become accustomed to things like this, which started from one question and then turned to countless questions in a wild and imaginative way.

"Do you have an idea?"

Zhu Gaochi leaned back tactically and stared at Zhu Yunxi with a joking smile.

This guy does this every time. He raises a question, then expresses his thoughts, and finally allows himself to add to the discussion.

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "This time, we have brought countless fire oil and gunpowder. I do not intend to fight a tough battle with the Annan people. We will deal with Annan, Champa and the Lao tribe as soon as possible. The remaining passage to the west will be

The top priority is to open up the rivers and plains as soon as possible and develop them."

"That kind of gunpowder that was improved by you and the general?" Zhu Gaochi asked doubtfully.

"It's not gunpowder." Zhu Yunxi gave a negative answer: "This time, 70% of the gunpowder in the army will be taken to Zhennanguan by the general, who needs it more."

Zhu Gaochi raised his eyebrows: "Menghuo oil."

Zhu Yunxi nodded.

He put down his crossed legs, stretched his calves tightly, and then shoved his heels heavily on the ground.

Muffled noise throughout life.

Several pieces of dry and cracked land were shoveled away, but the soil underneath could no longer be shoveled away. It was dry and dry, with a layer of dust floating up due to external force.

Then, Zhu Yunxi lowered his head and looked at the spider web-like ground in Changhua Ridge: "It's April now."

Zhu Gaochi shook his head, nodded and said: "It's about to rain."

Then he added: "Before in Dabentang, my uncle mentioned several times that the imperial court intends to move the people from the Central Plains to the south, but because of the mosquito damage here, some of them are uncertain."

"Oh?" Zhu Yunxi became interested: "My father really said that?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Yunxi with a puzzled expression: "My uncle said that if the Ming Dynasty wants to conquer the south, it would be better for the court to have more Ming people here."

Mosquitoes are a big problem in the South.

But...

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "In this southern expedition, last winter, the Imperial Hospital sent dozens of imperial medical officers and more than 300 disciples and apprentices, bringing with them the manufacturing process of allicin, as well as various anti-insect herbs and seeds.

The workshop... seems to be built not far from the dock."
To be continued...