Zhu Cixuan himself had also considered Sichuan.

If Sichuan can be occupied, one can be self-solid, and the other can have sufficient strategic resource reserves. Whether it is food, salt, wood, coal and iron... Sichuan can support itself and wait for opportunities in this troubled times. In his memory, Li Dingguo, who was in the original time and space, could support the Yongli regime in poverty-stricken mountains and rivers such as Yunnan and Guizhou for more than ten years. If he occupied Sichuan, there would definitely be a safe operation for ten years.

Ten years later, there was enough manpower and just went out to unify the world and exorcised the demonic atmosphere.

Just after saying this to Wu Yan, Zhu Cilang began to worry that Sichuan would destroy its morale and be entangled with the chieftains of all parties. Although Sichuan has a loyal and brave general like Qin Liangyu, it is still an uneasy place where ethnic minorities live together and rebellion has emerged several times.

"I think that the four corners of the land are certainly 'gold', but now the Ming Dynasty is extremely ill. If you really want to recover, you can only warm up first, retreat and take the next step, and gather lessons from the four sides." Wu Qing took a step back and suddenly lay on the ground, gathering the scattered straw stems together.

Under Wu Di's regulations, the straw stems were divided into lines representing the trend of mountains and rivers in an orderly manner. Wu Di picked up mud, cloth heads, and even broken bones left by unknown era from the surrounding ground. They placed them casually and created mountains and hills.

Zhu Cilang looked at the "map" of the Emperor Ming presented on the ground and Wu Qi's skillful hands. I really don't know how many times he did in this black prison.

"Your Highness laughed, and when the criminal was bored, he placed this map to waste time." Wu Qing saw that Zhu Cilang's eyes were straightened, and explained with a smile, and pointed casually: "This is Shanxi. As Your Highness said, the food will be gone after a long time, and it is a place of death, and it is absolutely not acceptable." He pointed to the Yangtze River area again: "Huguang is mature, and the world is sufficient. Unfortunately, Huguang has fallen into the hands of bandits now. If you want to fight with it, it is really like snatching food from a tiger's mouth. Even if you take it over, it will be a situation of defeat."

Zhu Ciyang nodded and said, "No need to say anything about Hanzhong. If the thief enters Sichuan, once the thief seizes Guanzhong, Hanzhong will be an isolated place. Do you want to be Shandong?"

"Authentic." Wu Yan nodded and said, "Shandong connects the capital and the Jiangnan region. If you transport seas, you can get money and grain in the Jiangnan region. By land, you can enter the capital, Henan, and Xuzhou to compete for the world. Especially the local area is the hometown of saints, with mellow people's customs and people's hearts."

"It's a pity that the only place in Qilu is hilly, mountains and valleys in the south, and the sea is the sea in the east, and the rest is plains. I can go, and the enemy can also come." Zhu Cixuan felt a little insecure about this area: "In the past, Qi surrendered without fighting, one was that the world was difficult to violate, and the other was that there was really a lack of defense against the Qin army heading south from Yan State."

"Your Highness said very much," Wu Qing said, "Otherwise, how can it be said to be a 'silver border'? Besides, although there are few passes and obstacles in the north of Shandong, it is a good place for the Yellow River. If there is a strong army to garrison along the river, it will not be easily defeated. When Taizu took Shandong and opened the gateway to the capital; Chengzu took Shandong and could leap into Jinling. Once the world's situation fell into a confrontation between the middle, Shandong would be a place that must be fought for, and it would be a place where the north and the south could be conquered."

Zhu Cixuan looked at the simple map on the ground, but was thinking about Wu Qi's incident: I'm afraid that the surrender's loyalty and vision would be more profound than he thought.

"The situation in the Southern and Northern Dynasties is probably hard to say." Zhu Cilang whispered: "What I am worried about is that once the capital is lost, the thieves will first attack Shandong. I don't know if it is still time to manage Shandong."

"Even if it's too late, you can retreat layer by layer, take the land of Anhui and Huai, and plan to Jiangnan." Wu Yan affirmed: "Further, I think that if the thief goes south, he will inevitably be defeated."

Zhu Cixuan knew that Li Zicheng had no chance to go south at all.

After the capture of the spirit of the Běi in March of the 17th year of Chongzhen, the most combative force of the Ming Dynasty, the Guanning Iron Cavalry, was already on the way to aid the capital. Only when Li Zicheng first solved Wu Sangui, could he have time to consolidate the new dynasty. Wu Sangui directly gave up Shanhaiguan and put it into the Eastern Barbarian Army. Li Zicheng was defeated and there was no chance to go south?

The one we need to guard against is not Li Zicheng, but the Manchus in the East!

"I didn't think the thief would go south, but I still wanted to hear what my husband said." Zhu Cixuan said slowly.

"Because the thieves did not establish grammar." Wu Yan squatted on the ground and raised his head and said, "The thieves seemed to be corrupt for more than ten years, but they were all 'brethren' before, and they were snatched away. It was not until last year that the thieves and the thieves offered their thieves to truly establish grammar, clarifying their magnanimity, unifying orders, and sending officials to govern the people. If the grammar is not established, the foundation is not solid. As long as there is a defeat, it will collapse. Therefore, the larger the territory the thieves occupy, the faster the collapse will be."

"Some truth." Zhu Cilang nodded and admitted Wu Qi's statement.

Strategically speaking, Li Zicheng was indeed defeated because he did not establish a grammar. If he patiently managed the land of Shanxi and Shaanxi, and used food in Huguang to save food, and then defeated the spirit three to five years later, even if he was defeated, the relevant Zhong was the foundation, Huguang and Shanxi were the wings, and he would never be defeated.

After Li Zicheng was defeated, he was defeated like a mountain in a year and eventually died of Jiugong Mountain. However, his remnants occupied prefectures and counties in the Sichuan-Europe border area, and insisted on the 21st year of the Qing Dynasty. It was not until the third year of Kangxi that it was destroyed. This is the so-called Thirteen Kuidong families. This is whether Wu Yan’s so-called fundamentals are solid. To be solid, one can see the grammar.

Grammar is a cultural law, which directly reflects the class position and level of civilization represented by a regime.

The grammar of the Ming Dynasty has been more than 270 years since Emperor Taizu Gao. It has been adopted by the Tang and Song dynasties and is compatible with the Mongolian and Yuan dynasties. Although it is now full of malpractice, it will not make people blush only by looking at the paper.

Li Chuang established grammar only after occupying Xiangyang, and implemented the six government/government system. Although he changed his name and surname, it was still the same as the Ming Dynasty. Because he had no real experience in governance, the grammar seemed even more thin and crude. In addition, the fundamental soul of the camp was Li Zicheng, and even this crude grammar was often replaced by Li Zicheng's one-man rule.

As for Zhang Xianzhong, it was even more of a direct plagiarism in the Ming Dynasty, without changing a word.

Zhu Cixuan acknowledged the importance of grammar, but paid more attention to the actual possibilities in front of him. He pointed to a broken bone in the capital: "I said that the thief cannot go south because if he occupied the capital, he would inevitably face a thorn behind his back - Guanning Iron Cavalry."

"Your Highness hit the nail on the head, that's true." Wu Qing said: "There are already spreading public opinion in the court. I want to ask Your Majesty to give up the place outside the pass and transfer the Guanning Iron Cavalry into the pass and pacify the thieves. But I don't know if it's a discussion now."

"I haven't heard it yet." Zhu Cilang shook his head: "This matter is very important. Which assistant is willing to bear the crime of abandoning the land? Although the emperor's father is very handsome, it is difficult for him to make such a decision."

Wu Yan nodded and said, "This opportunity to manage Shandong has come. As long as Liao Town guards Shanhaiguan and uses Yongping as the screening vassal, the main force of the treacherous robbers can be suspended."

"What if the thief went north to attack Shanhaiguan?"

"This... Liao Town can fight even better than Qin soldiers, how can the thieves hit stones with eggs?" Wu Qian was surprised in his heart: Liao Town is not going to be able to be diligent in the king's spirit, Li Chuang laughed secretly, how could he deliver it to his door? At that time, the geographical location is better than Liao Town, and Li Chuang's troops will definitely not be as capable as Liao troops who receive millions of taels of Liao pay every year. How can he win?

"Because he is Li Zicheng." Zhu Cilang said perfunctorily.

History is full of accidents and unknowability. Who knows what Li Zicheng thought, and actually brought all the elite soldiers to find Wu Sangui for bad luck? Perhaps it was just because he had a dream at night or had a twitch in his head, and there was no necessity at all.

Wu Qi frowned and said, "If there were wise men in Li Chuang's camp, he would never let him send troops to the mountain before the hearts of the people are solid. But... if he really went..." The possibility that the prince said was equal to zero, and as a minister, he had to consider it. Wu Qi pondered for a long time before saying, "I really don't think he has the power to win."

——If Li Zicheng could not win, why would Wu Sangui surrender to the Qing Dynasty?

Zhu Cixuan looked at the map and fell into deep thought. After all, he was not a talented student in history. In fact, with the history of the Ming and Qing dynasties he knew, he could only provide a general direction and set a countdown clock. For subtle judgments on people's hearts and decisions on the general trend of the country, if there is no current information, he will be like a blind man.

"If so," Zhu Ciyang finally broke the silence, "What if Li Chuang went there and could defeat the Liao army?"

"It is not enough to consolidate the hearts of the people for three or five years, to send troops to the mountain, Yong." Wu Qing thought for a while and still insisted on his opinion: "Li Chuang would probably give up money and bribe Liao Town, but would not send troops rashly. If there is really something that cannot be found out, let Li Chuang advance to the mountain, Yong and have an advantage as His Highness said, and probably Liao Town would lose its moral integrity."

Wu Qian thought about it again and seemed to find an explanation for himself: "Li Chuang's new law and lacks the ministers who lead the land of Liao Town as bait to deceive Liao Town into separatist rule in order to obey the Xin Dynasty. The Liao Town generals had already regarded Liao Town as private ownership, and were likely to accept the imperial title and form a country."

"If so," Zhu Cixuan seemed to have gotten into the horns. "If Liao Town is defeated and the troops from the East are led into the pass, what if?"

"This..." Wu Yan's mouth twitched a little: "I can't know! Did Your Highness receive the secret report from Yousi?"

Is there any officer? Is it about the officers or the Jinyiwei? Does the Ming Dynasty still have this kind of ability to detect the foreign domain now?

Zhu Cixuan relaxed his breath, stood up and squatted beside Wu Qi, picked up a wooden stick, and drew a vertical stroke on the ground. He smiled and said, "Look, there are two directions when you stand up. Li Chuang seeks Shanhaiguan, or not to seek Shanhaiguan. Is it?"

Wu Yan nodded and said nothing.

Zhu Cixuan saw the dark shadow movements on the ground and knew that Wu Qi was following his thoughts, so he drew another branch: "If you seek Shanhaiguan, it may be a plea or a conquest, right?"

Wu Qi felt something was wrong, but he nodded slowly.

"There are successes or failures in the recruitment, and the conquests are successful and defeated, right?" Zhu Cixuan drew a fork, and the ground had become a tree-shaped diagram.

"Your Highness is also worried about such an almost impossible thing?" Wu Yan finally understood what Zhu Cixuan meant and asked in surprise.

"Everything is prepared, so that everything can be done without any plans." Zhu Cixuan stood up, threw away the wooden stick and clapped his hands: "When Duke Mu of Qin destroyed the Kingdom of Hua, he thought that Duke Wen of Jin would not send troops during the period of the great funeral. What was the result? The result was a miserable defeat in Wu. Later, there would be King Goujian of Yue defeated Wu, the defeat of Zhao Changping, the banquet of Hongmen, the burning of Chibi, and the Xuanwu Gate... It was precisely because of the three words "Impossible" that the enemy could be possible."

"Your Highness," Wu Qian frowned, "what if you stick to such a small opportunity?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "You should do things as usual, but you must think of these possibilities. Even if you have a thought in your mind, you will not be at a loss at that time. Just like the civil and military officials in the court are thinking about breaking through, you and I will only look at the world in this black prison. The future victory and defeat are in your hearts, wouldn't it be true?"

"Your Highness said this, and I did make me suddenly enlightened." Wu Qing stretched his eyebrows: "Since your Highness is already confident, if the criminals are not jealous, wouldn't they laugh at the future generations? I would like to follow your Highness to go to war, first pacify the Jinzhong of Guanzhong, take elite soldiers and generals, and then enter Luzhong to determine the foundation for Zhongsheng's revival!"

Zhu Cixuan gently patted Wu Qi's arm and smiled and said, "There will be no essays in the temple of heroes in the future!"

Wu Qing showed a hint of shyness and bowed to him and said, "I am not a talent in the world. I only wish to follow the horse's tail and talk about the power of every man."

Zhu Cixuan knew that this traditional scholar-official valued loyalty and promises, and as long as he made them feel that they were a person who could be loyal to them, there was no possibility of betrayal. He pulled Wu Qing straight out of the prison and said, "Although the sir's strategy is excellent, one thing is that he underestimated the lonely family."

"I am guilty of death, please let Your Highness make it clear." Wu Qi was not afraid at all, and it was more like a joke between friends.

"I went to Guanzhong and Jinzhong, not to get troops." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "When tomorrow, I will ask you to go to the schoolyard to see my East Palace Guard Camp."

"It's all my wish." Wu Qi heard that the prince had soldiers, so he barely put down a stone in his heart. However, a person who was so wise as a premature prince could understand the current affairs. Does he have the skills to train troops? For a moment, Wu Qi himself didn't know whether he was looking forward to it or worrying more.

...

Jinling, Qinhuai, Meixianglou.

"Chapter Chao, I must take good care of myself when I enter Beijing this time." In front of the small window of Linhe, a girl with light makeup held her hand in love with her lover, and her friendship was full of friendship. The beautiful eyes were filled with mists, and the shape of a young man was faintly revealed.

This young master's name is Chaozong, and he is also a famous talent in Jinling City. He has a large name named Hou Fangyu, the son of Hou Xun, the former Minister of Revenue and the disciple of Ni Yuanlu, the current Minister of Revenue. His father Hou Xun was imprisoned, and this noble son was also sad every day, so he could only let go of the prescription for the red-fed confidant in Meixianglou.

"Don't worry, I have already made a decision to enter the capital this time. I swear to learn the secret brother to make trouble for the wrongdoers!" Hou Fangyu said in a deep voice.

"Will you accept it now?" The girl's sorrow has not yet dissipated, and she has added a sense of sorrow.

"Brother Meicun came to a letter saying that if you follow the East Palace, you might be able to accomplish anything." Hou Fangyu sighed: "I think I'm going to come to the East Palace to be my son of man, so it's easier to be moved by filial piety."

"Donggong... Does Brother Umecun have any other way?" asked the girl.

"He is the son of Zuo Shu, so he is walking in the Eastern Palace." Hou Fangyu said: "What's more, brother Mi is also a lecturer of Yong, the two kings of Ding? He can finally find a way."

The girl lowered her head and gently pointed it, turned around and took out a boxwood makeup box, and said softly: "There are fifty taels of silver here, and some of my jewelry. You can use it."

The Hou family has two generations of ministers, but Hou Xun was imprisoned for seven years and his family has declined. Hou Fangyu received more funding from allies in the resuscitation field, and his financial resources are really insufficient. He did not refuse, took the makeup box and said softly: "Mr. Xiang, when I rescue my father, I will come to you. You and I will not be separated in the future."

"Don't forget what I said today." Li Xiangjun faced the lover's gaze and fell softly into his arms.

Hou Fangyu hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, looked at the vast water light on the river, and remembered that he was wasting time in the audience. He was only a scholar. It was not easy to go to Beijing to present the book to the East Palace. He selected some poems and articles he usually wrote in his mind, and suddenly he thought of the second and third things that Wu Weiye said in his letter, including the words of emphasizing medical skills and neglecting Confucianism. He felt even more nervous.

Li Xiangjun leaned all over her body in Hou Fangyu's arms. She only heard Hou Fangyu's heartbeat like a drum, but her breath was disordered. She knew that her lover was filled with sorrow, and wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to speak. She broke free and turned around to the piano platform, plucked the silk strings casually, and sang softly:

"The west wind is clean and the distant sky, and the country is like a painting of the mirror.

I don’t know where the smoke is, and I shout my son to fish for a boat at sunrise.”
Chapter completed!