Zhang Fu asked doubtfully: "If that's the case, why do you need to mention the Southern Expedition again?"
Xia Yuanji didn't quite understand either. He looked at Prince Qi and wondered whether Prince Qi was taking pleasure in his old father-in-law.
Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "Of course your Majesty has no intention of a southern expedition in the near future. You also know that your majesty's eyes have always been on the enemies in the north, not the south. However, I think the benefits of the southern expedition are ten times that of the northern expedition. Even
It’s a hundred times.”
Yang Rong, who had been watching, couldn't help but ask: "What does the prince mean by this? The land in the far south has always been barren, so what profit can there be?"
Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "When I led troops to conquer Nuergandusi, they also told me that conquering the Northeast would have disadvantages but no benefits. If the Jianzhou Province in the Northeast is not developing rapidly as usual, it will soon become the richest in the Ming Dynasty.
One of the provinces?"
When he announced that he was going to use troops against Nuer Gandusi, many people were talking overtly or covertly. In their stereotype, they believed that the Northeast was a poor and cold barbarian land, covered with frost and snow wilderness.
A grain of millet cannot grow, and there lives a group of primitive people who make a living by hunting. They call the Jurchens in the northern part of Nuergandusi "savages".
They didn't understand why King Qi wanted to use troops against that area. Even if he defeated the Northeast, what would he gain?
However, today's Jianzhou Province has become more and more prosperous. Facts have proved that the fertile black soil is extremely suitable for planting. The Songhua River is as clear as a mirror. The Northeast has abundant mineral resources. The domesticated Jurchens are particularly good at work.
It is so powerful that it has now become a paradise for Ming people.
This year, the tax revenue of Jianzhou Province has ranked among the best among all provinces in the Ming Dynasty, and this number will continue to rise.
"I can tell you clearly that the southwest is more suitable for farming than Jianzhou."
Zhu Gaojie held the wine glass and said unhurriedly, "In addition to farming in Jianzhou, we are also developing mining and military industry. When we reach the southwest, it is simply a God-given granary. If we can destroy the southwest countries and domesticate them, the food of the Ming Dynasty will be
The crisis will be completely resolved. We have neither silver nor troops. After destroying Japan, Ming Dynasty solved the problem of silver. After destroying Goryeo and Jianzhou, Ming Dynasty solved the problem of military industry. After destroying the southwestern countries, the final food crisis
It will also be resolved."
"Have you ever thought about the population problem?"
Yang Rong said, "Even if the southwest is as suitable for planting as the prince thinks, it is a natural granary, but farming requires people. How many indigenous people can there be in the southwest? Even if we enslave... well, we have domesticated the indigenous people in the southwest, can we
Have you finished planting so much land?”
"You mean, labor force?"
Zhu Gaojie smiled mysteriously when he heard this: "Yang Rong, have you ever heard that there is a country to the east of the southwest called 'Tianzhu'?"
…
Tianzhu is a magical country. People in the Central Plains are used to calling it Tianzhu, or "Shendu" or "India", but its official local name is "Delhi Sultanate".
This is a populous country, with a total population second only to the Ming Empire. However, surprisingly, the national strength of this country seems to be unsatisfactory.
Although it had a large population, due to the impact of continuous droughts, famines and other natural disasters, Tianzhu's national power declined and fell to the bottom, and was destroyed by the Timurid Empire.
The Timurids established the fourth dynasty of the Delhi Sultanate here.
——Sayyid Dynasty.
There is no food, no land suitable for planting, and no strong army, but they have a shocking population of more than 50 million.
So Tianzhu is a magical country with such a large population, but they are repeatedly beaten by people riding on their crotches and running around with their heads in their hands.
In the Ming Empire in the East, there were two bandit leaders.
A bandit leader named Zhu Di stole his nephew's country and became the new talker of the Ming Empire.
The old bandit named Zhu Di gave birth to a little bandit, and the little bandit leader was named Zhu Gaojie. For a bandit leader of his size, what he wanted to rob was not a certain street or a certain hilltop. If he wanted to rob, he would rob a country.
resources to enrich the national power of the Ming Empire.
Now, Zhu Gaojie is eyeing the population of the Delhi Sultanate.
Zhu Gaojie: The Timurids have robbed the right to rule your country. I just want to rob you of the labor force of millions of people. Isn’t that too much?
I take away your labor force, allowing you to reduce population pressure. One less mouth means one more bowl of rice. Rounding it all off means that Ming Dynasty is saving you!
Are you still not grateful?
…
"Mr. Yang, the prince asked you to wait for him here in the study. My prince will be here shortly."
Xiao Li pointed to the food and wine on the table and said, "Your Majesty asked us to prepare wine and food for you. You can eat and drink first, and I won't disturb you."
"Um."
Yang Shiqi nodded and did not sit down in a hurry. Instead, he walked around the study room leisurely and looked around at the decorations in the room.
Generally speaking, King Qi's study style is very concise and capable. People like King Qi actually don't care about material enjoyment anymore. He cares more about spiritual abundance.
Yang Shiqi saw a calligraphy spread on the eucalyptus table. The paper was thick Jingxian rice paper, using green sandalwood bark and Shatian straw as raw materials.
Revealing a subtle fragrance.
The ink on the paper is still a little moist. It seems that Prince Qi went to the banquet not long after he finished writing.
The most eye-catching thing is the line written on the paper.
"I have spent my days singing wildly, flying high and domineering for whoever is the hero."
The pen is so powerful that it has even penetrated the thick rice paper and penetrated into the eucalyptus table. This situation must have been going on for a long time. Every time I write, it almost soaks into the wooden eucalyptus table, causing the log-colored eucalyptus tips to be dyed.
Dark ink color.
Yang Shiqi's eyes were attracted to this word, and he saw the oncoming evil aura, and in his ears came the sound of thousands of horses galloping on the battlefield, the sound of swords clashing, the roar of soldiers, and the dark black sky covering the sky.
The cloud waves are rolling, and there are shocking roars of filial piety!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! How could a scholar like Yang Shiqi have seen such a scene? He actually saw such a terrifying aura from a line of words. He even felt the black writing
There is a layer of vague blood mist floating above, and inside there are tens of thousands of heroic spirits and evil spirits entangled and fighting together.
Yang Shiqi couldn't help being shocked. He took a few steps back, gasping for air, almost suffocating.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, which made Yang Shiqi think that there was a real evil spirit crawling out of the paper. He was so frightened that he was about to shout.
"Peace of mind, it's just a word."
The gentle voice made Yang Shiqi calm down, and he realized that King Qi had been standing behind him at some point.
Zhu Gaojie walked to the eucalyptus table, rolled up the words, and said: "The words I wrote casually, I forgot to have someone pick them up when I left."
Yang Shiqi quickly asked: "Is this the calligraphy written by you, Your Majesty?"
He had some doubts that this calligraphy could make people immerse themselves in the scene. It required not only superb skills, but also an artistic conception that had experienced the world.
Maybe it's not as good as Zhong Wang's painting, but it's still unique and takes a different approach.
King Qi is a martial artist and is so young. How can he write the calligraphy of a great master in calligraphy?
Zhu Gaojie said with a smile: "That's natural. I have been practicing calligraphy hard over the years. I write whenever I have nothing to do. I feel that my writing power has greatly improved. However, in front of people like Mr. Yang Ge, I am a bit impractical."
Yang Shiqi hurriedly said: "No, no, the prince's calligraphy skills have far surpassed mine. There are few people in the world who can compare with the prince. The murderous aura between the lines is rare in ancient and modern times."
The calligraphy of King Qi is indeed rare.
His calligraphy is domineering and murderous, without the celestial spirit of a scholar. Perhaps only Xin Qiji and Yue Fei of the former Song Dynasty could write such calligraphy.
What surprised Yang Shiqi even more was that King Qi's calligraphy seemed to have found a new path, which was completely different from the ancients' calligraphy, and even had the ability to establish a sect.
Those who can establish a sect are all immortal-level figures. Yang Shiqi knows how much he weighs and has no time to admire him, so how can he dare to compare?
Zhu Gaojie said: "Mr. Yang Ge is so humble."
Yang Shiqi smiled bitterly and said: "I am not Yang Ge Lao. In the Ming Dynasty's cabinet, only Yang Rong can bear the title of 'Ge Lao'. What's more, I have already resigned from the cabinet."
Not every cabinet minister will be called a "cabinet elder".
"Ge Lao" refers to the relationship between the officials of the two provinces in the Tang Dynasty.
In the early Ming Dynasty, the cabinet was just a secretarial agency for the emperor to consult and draft edicts. It had no decision-making power and was the emperor's tool. From the middle of the Ming Dynasty, cabinet ministers were generally called "Pavilion Elders".
Today, Yang Rong, with the support of Prince Qi's Mansion, monopolizes the power of the cabinet. The remaining cabinet ministers have all become mascots to make up for the number, so he is known as the "Pavilion Elder". The remaining cabinet ministers have not yet
That qualification is called Pavilion Elder.
"Oh, Mr. Yang is no longer in the cabinet now?"
Zhu Gaojie really didn't know about this. He didn't pay attention to the cabinet. The current cabinet was the one-spoken hall of Prince Qi's palace, so there was no need for him to worry about it.
"May I ask where Mr. Yang works now?" Zhu Gaojie asked.
Yang Shiqi said mockingly: "I'm not afraid of people laughing at me. Yang is now in charge of the Procuratorate."
Zhu Gaojie was a little puzzled: "The Metropolitan Procuratorate has the power to control the constitution, and together with the six ministries, it is called the 'Seven Ministries'. Let alone the capital officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, who dares to laugh at it?"
Yang Shiqi said: "The Metropolitan Procuratorate is very good, but my life is not good. I am currently the Secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Does Your Majesty know about the position of Secretary?"
Zhu Gaojie fell into silence.
Yang Shiqi smiled and said: "It seems that the prince knows."
Of course Zhu Gaojie knew that the full name of the Secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was "Secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate's Secretariat", ranking ninth grade.
From the ninth level, if you drop another half level, you will be in vain.
Yang Shiqi clasped his fists and said, "To be honest, Yang came here just to ask for a job from the prince!"