Gou Zhenhuai blinked his eyes, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether he or she is guarding or not."

After pausing, he continued, "As far as the general thought, Mao Shuai felt that the purpose of using war instead of training was achieved, and there was no need to fight with the Donglu in Manpu and Changcheng. If the Donglu occupied these two cities, he could not station a large army. The two cities were separated by the river. In the future, our army attacked and the Donglu could not rescue it, which would be another great victory."

Mao Wenlong's eyes flashed, and he looked at Gou Zhenhuai with some admiration.

That's right, although these two reasons are not the most comprehensive, they also reveal his main intention to abandon the two cities.

Gou Zhenhuai bowed his hand immediately and said, "The emperor said: if you lose people, you will lose people; if you lose people, you will gain them! If you lose people, you will gain them! If you fight against the Dongjiang Army, you must be motivated and flexible, and do not constrain the gains and losses of a city and a place."

Mao Wenlong was chewing this sentence repeatedly, and couldn't help but feel moved, and bowed: "The saint is smart and his words are superb, which makes Mao suddenly understand and benefit a lot!"

Then, he bowed to Gou Zhenhuai and said, "General Gou, long live the wonderful meaning of military strategy, I hope you will give me advice and don't cherish it yourself."

Gou Zhenhuai bowed his hand and said, "Sir Mao is willing to listen, and the last general will say everything."

After pausing, he asked again: "I wonder where did the troops be directed by Mao's troops?"

Mao Wenlong gently patted the sword on his waist and smiled, "I want to visit again in the old place, and go to Zhenjiang for a while."

Zhenjiang is Jiuliancheng, which belongs to the Dandong of later generations. It leans against Zhendongshan in the north, Hengdao River in the west, and five miles from the Yalu River in the south, and the other side is Yizhou, North Korea.

From a geographical perspective, it is very important to block the four guards in the south of the Yangtze River (Jin, Fu, Hai, and Gai) and look at North Korea from the east.

Like Zhang Pan who was obsessed with Lushun, Jinzhou and other places, Mao Wenlong kept staring at Zhenjiang.

From a strategic perspective, it is most advantageous to defend the army half-stop North Korea, half-stop Zhenjiang, and the river is the most advantageous.

Gou Zhenhuai thought about it and bowed with a smile: "Ship Mao is a great place to talk about this old place, and the general will follow him with shame. She will be a guide!"

Mao Wenlong laughed and said, "Should this be true, who made me very familiar with Zhenjiang!"

The two of them talked while walking, deepened their impression of each other and understood their tempers better.

Mao Wenlong also saw that Gou Zhenhuai was not a simple person. He usually didn't hum or didn't have any information in his stomach, and he must have the power to secretly report.

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Reform was also called "reform and reform" by the ancients; the obstructing conservatives are also called "reform and chaos".

It is impossible for reform to be taken care of in every aspect. Since new adjustments to the original power, interests, social order, etc. will definitely cause some people's interests to be damaged.

Whether it is economic interests, power, or thinking, conflicts are inevitable.

Therefore, in the process of reform, it is very important to promote it while maintaining social stability as much as possible.

The ancients also summarized the experiences and lessons in this area and proposed a strategy of seeking "unchange" based on "small changes" and gradually advancing in-depth development.

Of course, Zhu Youxiao also knew that reform, development, and stability were inseparable.

Especially when the Ming Dynasty was in internal and external troubles, we must grasp this standard and properly handle the relationship between the three.

Therefore, the policy of "grain is a reason" only reveals the disadvantages, and Zhu Youxiao does not intend to implement it this year.

Autumn is coming soon, and judging from the reported situations in various places, the year is generally good. Especially in Shaanxi, which he is very concerned about, it is still good weather, and only northern Shaanxi is worse.

But with the forgiveness of the people in Shaanxi, Shanxi and Henan can breathe a breath. By next year, the cultivation of sweet potatoes will be more widely promoted and planted, and the problem of eating will be almost solved.

It’s wise and powerful, it’s amazing to be like this in more than half a year!

The only thing that makes Zhu Youxiao's wise and wise is Tudou.

According to the question book presented by Xu Guangqi, the trial effect of potatoes in the suburbs of Beijing is not very ideal. The yield is not high and the quality is not very good.

After careful consideration, Zhu Youxiao also came to the conclusion that should be correct.

Potatoes have just been introduced to China and have definitely not been genetically modified. The climate, soil and other conditions in the origin are definitely different from those in the suburbs of Beijing. It is not surprising that problems arise.

Zhu Youxiao felt that if this potato needs to adapt to the environment, it would take several years or more to become a high-yield crop.

Fortunately, I did not force the potatoes to be grown everywhere. Even sweet potatoes were only promoted in Shuntian Prefecture and Beizhili areas, and the harvest was very good.

The familiar sweet smell was smelled in his nose. The young emperor put down the question book and saw the "hamster" Li Chengcheng not settled the score honestly, and his eyes kept glancing out.

Wang Tiqian and the palace servants were baking sweet potatoes outside. The oven designed by the emperor himself was just a tin bucket-like game.

"Chengcheng, go outside and have a look." The young emperor ordered casually: "It smells very fragrant, and when it is cooked, bring me a piece of it."

"I obey the order." Li Chengcheng agreed quickly, got up and left the imperial study room.

Zhu Youxiao picked up the question book again. If you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, you have to wait for a while. As the emperor, you have to be more reserved.

Now, some important officials have taken the books of the imperial study room to read, while others are read by Liu Ruoyu in the East Warehouse of the Qianqing Palace.

The question book I got in hand now was submitted by Shen Yourong, which was about the emperor's inquiry about opening a naval school.

Because it was the emperor's meaning, Shen Yourong was very cautious in his words. But Zhu Youxiao saw that Shen Yourong had reservations.

Zhu Youxiao wanted to imitate martial arts practices to improve the quality of the officers of the Ming army by training naval commanders in a theoretical, systematic and practical manner.

But this is contrary to the growth and promotion of traditional naval generals, because the naval generals of the Ming Dynasty basically learned and practiced step by step from practice.

Moreover, what navy officers should be familiar with is not only combat, but also driving, navigation, sea conditions, wind direction, and even astronomy and geography. According to Zhu Youxiao's requirements and standards, it is really a bit too high.

Zhu Youxiao fell into deep thought. Can't the navy and the army be the same?

Looking through the question book, Zhu Youxiao read it carefully again and finally felt that he had found some problems.

It is still a problem of education, and the reason why there are few naval generals and the training cycle of naval schools is long.

The reason why martial arts can become successful is because there are many generals in the Ming army's infantry and cavalry, and their main learning is the tactical application of muskets and bayonets.

It seems that he did not say it in detail enough that Shen Yourong had a wrong understanding.

Zhu Youxiao understood it and was not prepared to change his plan. Theorizing, systematicizing knowledge and replacing empiricism is a scientific outlook on development, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The aroma became stronger and stronger. With a burst of rapid footsteps, Wang Tigan trotted in with a plate and smiled and presented it to the emperor, "Old Master, the sweet potatoes are roasted, this taste is really tempting!"

Roasted sweet potato! Zhu Youxiao looked at the golden yellow, soft and hot flesh on the plate, and couldn't help but smile, reached out to take the spoon next to the plate, dug a piece and put it in his mouth.

Well, it smells fragrant, sweet, noodles, glutinous, hot, and it feels comfortable when you eat it in your stomach.

"Wang Daban also went to try it, and the taste was really sweet." Zhu Youxiao said with a smile: "Let the palace servants roast more and send it to all the nobles in the harem. If they like to eat it, they will let the imperial kitchen make it."

Wang Tigan agreed repeatedly and said with a smile: "I will make arrangements now, so the emperor just need to worry." After that, he bowed and retreated.

Zhu Youxiao was eating roasted sweet potato bite by bit, which was a familiar feeling, and he was also preparing to make the people of the Ming Dynasty feel that way.

For nothing else, I'll advertise sweet potatoes.

The "Ming Dynasty Forum" should publish the yield of sweet potatoes, which is suitable for planting areas. There should also be "selling roasted sweet potatoes" on the streets and alleys to make the sweet smell rise.

Of course, the court’s policies towards local areas are also indispensable. Without the mandate of local governments and without the guidance of local governments, how many lives will the people who farm farm know the benefits of growing sweet potatoes?

Li Chengcheng walked in, squatted down to salute, and honestly returned to the small table to settle the score.

Her face was still covered with a black and gray. It seemed that she had eaten sweet potatoes, but I don’t know if they had hidden them secretly? Zhu Youxiao was a little funny, but she didn’t tease her.

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Changchun Palace.

Zhang Wan'er held a piece of roasted sweet potato and ate happily. She was covered in some scorched gray and black on her face and the corners of her mouth.

"Sweet and glutinous, and the taste is fragrant." Zhang Yuer put down the spoon and praised with a smile: "Roasted sweet potatoes, right? Can you eat them often in the future?"

The palace maid didn't know it, and replied, "I don't know, do you know, the father-in-law whom the Empress is going to summon him to ask in detail?"

Duan said: "Long live the reward, it must be a precious thing. It is not easy to eat too much, right?"

"That's it, let him go back! Thank you for the reward for long live on my behalf." Zhang Yu'er shook her head gently. Although she likes to eat, she doesn't want to be annoying. If it's really expensive, wouldn't she be more and more frustrated?

As he was speaking, the palace maid outside came in and reported, "Eunuch, Xiao Zhao also brought a long live oral order, saying that if the noble man likes to eat these roasted sweet potatoes, he can send someone to inform the imperial kitchen."

Oh, Zhang Yuer raised her eyebrows and was very happy.

Zhang Wan'er next to her even lit her eyes and raised her head and said with a crisp voice: "Sister, I still want to eat it."

Zhang Yuer smiled with a pursed lips, reached out and called the little sister, wiped the cat's face with a silk trouser, and said in a gentle voice: "Forget it today, it's already a little late. Tomorrow, my sister will send someone to ask for it for you tomorrow."

"Okay!" Zhang Wan'er sensible little head, then reached out and touched her sister's belly carefully, and asked in confusion: "Is there a little baby here? Then how small must he (she) be?"

Giggle, Zhang Yu'er smiled crisply, stroked her little sister's head and said, "He (she) will grow up, and you are the same!"

Zhang Wan'er blinked her big eyes, not understanding, but her mother had already pulled her aside and she was not allowed to touch her again.
Chapter completed!