There is no doubt that the Yangtze River is a natural hazard.
But equally, as long as the northern navy's strength is greater than that of the enemy, it will be enough to overturn the natural danger.
Chaohu is an inland lake. Not only is the water calm, it is suitable for training naval forces and building ships. It even leads to the Yangtze River, which is a one-stop service.
The Han River also communicates with the Yangtze River. As long as Xiangyang is occupied, Nanjing can be overthrown from top to bottom.
Therefore, the Mongols have been fighting in Xiangyang for decades and have refused to let go.
In history, the Huguang area of Nanming has never been well stabilized. The four towns of Huaihai have been swept away, and both lifelines have been manipulated. How can they not perish?
Everyone here is smart and fully aware of the importance of Chaohu.
If the Manchus and Qing Dynasties settled for second best, it would be like cutting their flesh with a soft knife, which would be too uncomfortable for the Ming Dynasty.
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Zhao Shu raised his head, his eyes blazing, and his face revealed a different artistic conception.
The emperor raised his chest, his face full of confidence and pride, and he said word by word: "My idea is to give way and go north to Yangzhou."
"Yangzhou?" Zhang Shenyan narrowed his eyes.
"Yangzhou——"
Zhu Mou screamed.
He quickly walked out of the queue and said: "Your Majesty has a body of thousands of gold and is burdened with the heavy burden of the world. How can you take risks easily?"
"Your Majesty, think twice——"
At this time, everyone knelt down, with expressions of prayer on their faces.
"Your Majesty, think twice!" Zhao Shu had to kneel down.
"I have made up my mind, no need to say more!"
The emperor said decisively, but seeing that everyone still couldn't afford it, he spoke slowly:
"Yangzhou is just north of the Yangtze River. Although it is on this side of the canal, you can board a boat and cross the river in a blink of an eye. It looks dangerous, but in fact it is the same as Nanjing."
"Moreover, as long as I am in Yangzhou, the Jiannu will naturally not divide their troops and will definitely be eager to go south, even if they break their heads and bleed."
As he said this, he was almost moved by himself: "Although these few steps I have taken are small, they are crucial to Ming Dynasty."
"Furthermore, my trip to Yangzhou north is also a great encouragement to the morale of the army and the people. The Beijing camp has been staying in Nanjing for training for a long time, and it is time for field battles."
After a long time, it seemed that the emperor had convinced them, or perhaps Yangzhou was too close to Nanjing, and the ministers agreed with the emperor's decision.
For a time, the entire city of Nanjing was in uproar.
"Internal Reference" even more vigorously promoted that the emperor's march into Yangzhou encouraged the army, demonstrating the emperor's bravery and unyielding style, which was very Taizu style.
Among the scholars, they were full of praise for the emperor's courage. The young scholars were enthusiastic and wanted to follow him to Yangzhou.
"Sister, is this true or false?"
Purple Mountain, Baozhen Temple.
In its backyard, there is a peach blossom garden with hundreds of peach blossom trees. It is located in a remote place, but there is a mountain spring nearby, which is very popular among tourists. Courtyards have been built throughout the nunnery to accommodate pilgrims.
However, with the troubled times, the number of pilgrims was declining day by day, so it was rented directly by Bian Yujing and used as a residence, so as not to delay the nuns' practice.
After all, he often wears Taoist robes, and his style is quite conflicting.
With the arrival of Kou Baimen and Li Xiangjun, the place became more lively, and Bian Yujing was also in good spirits.
At this time, she was wearing a loose gray robe, with a huge curvature on her chest, revealing her cotton white underwear.
Leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, he rested his two white short legs leisurely, holding a book of "Internal Reference" and reading it carefully.
The loose Taoist robe made her feel close to her body.
""Internal Reference" is just a tool to relieve boredom, do you believe it?"
Li Xiangjun stretched his neck and looked at the small fish swimming in the spring with a hint of melancholy, and from time to time he looked at the withered peach trees.
Hearing Bian Yujing's question, he said casually.
"The "Internal Reference" is not entirely trustworthy."
On the side, Kou Baimen gritted his teeth, stretched out his long legs, and kept practicing his figure. His loose Taoist robe was tied tightly to his body.
"I can trust some matters concerning the imperial court."
"Sister, Duke Zhu Guo went to Guizhou, can he still come back?"
Bian Yujing asked again: "The "Internal Reference" says that no edicts are allowed and no return to Beijing is allowed. Even the household registration has gone to Guizhou."
"I can't come back!" Kou Baimen sighed, and he didn't know whether it was helplessness or joy: "Everyone in the family has gone. Fortunately, I redeemed my deed, otherwise I would have to go to Guizhou."
"How can one live long in those barren mountains and ridges, filled with poisonous insects and miasma?"
Bian Yujing also patted Shuoda, and said with lingering fear: "My sister is as delicate and delicate as a flower, we can't waste it."
However, her thinking was very fast, and she said in surprise: "Oh no, the emperor has gone to Yangzhou. Doesn't that mean the war is getting tight? Nanjing is also uneasy."
"The nunnery is quite safe, and it can't be compared to other places. It's better to stay here!"
Li Xiangjun said calmly, with a rather unearthly temperament: "Always accompanying the ancient Buddha with a green lantern is a blessing that many people cannot achieve."
"Sister, Mr. Hou was just demoted to Guangxi..."
Bian Yujing advised.
"Hey, I originally wanted to accompany him, but how can someone who has been demoted be free? His father even sent me a letter, so I don't want to tarnish his reputation any more."
Li Xiangjun smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, with the Fang family's connections, you can come back in a few years. How can you let me follow you? How can you have a good reputation?"
Hearing this, Bian Yujing was annoyed: "Huh, hypocrites all talk about their reputation. When they first came to Qinhuai River, they were so diligent that they turned around and forgot about it..."
Kou Baimen wanted to persuade her, but after thinking about it, she could only go out on her own. She looked at the active Bian Yujing and said:
"Yu Jing, did your young master send you a letter?"
"Ah? What kind of young master?"
When Bian Yujing heard this, his face turned red, and he immediately pretended to be stupid: "How can I have a son? Haven't I always been in the nunnery!"
"Huh, I saw with my own eyes that day that you and he climbed up to a high building and fell in love. It was quite happy. Why don't you admit it now?"
Kou Baimen was only thinking about diverting Li Xiangjun's attention, so he couldn't help but continue teasing.
"No way, it's nonsense!"
Bian Yujing suppressed his blush, and his chest heaved violently.
"If I, Bian Yujing, find someone I like, I will just look for him openly. How can I act like a little daughter?"
Li Xiangjun couldn't help but laugh at this time: "These days, you can't help but poke your head around. I'm curious about what you are doing. It turns out you are waiting for your lover!"
Now, Bian Yujing was annoyed and quickly scratched his itch, but she was no match for Kou Baimen.
In an instant, she was clamped by a pair of long legs, and her chest was pressed by her butt, making her unable to move.
"Are you begging for mercy?" Kou Baimen said proudly.
"Hmph, if it weren't for your long legs, why would I be afraid of you?"
Bian Yujing refused to admit defeat, rolled his eyes and said stubbornly.
"Girls, someone is looking for you outside the nunnery again!"
At this time, a handsome little nun shouted softly.