Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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In fact... in terms of the study of history.

Zhu Houzhao is indeed a very strange person.

This makes the evaluation of him in history almost two extremes.

On the one hand, in the eyes of the ministers, this person's reputation is actually not much better than that of Fang Jifan back then, he is pure scum.

But on the other hand, defeating a famous battle in history at that time suddenly made people feel a little confused about this Ming Wuzong.

In the Battle of Datong, the rising prairie lord of the Tatar tribe was eyeing him, but Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty was able to command and defeat him. This... is really surprising.

It is almost conceivable how much energy Zhu Houzhao spent preparing for this battle. No one is born a hero, and no one dares to say that he can defeat the generation that was almost invincible on the grassland at that time without any experience. Lord.

Therefore, anyone can imagine that for this battle, Zhu Houzhao must have spent half his life, constantly revising the battle plan, understanding the military system of Ming Dynasty, and getting familiar with the status of the surrounding garrisons. The capital has already figured out the quality of every general in the border town.

All of this requires countless accumulations and countless hours of time. Most of the time, winning the battlefield is just a few days of glory, but behind this glory is ten years of hard work.

Therefore, Fang Jifan had to admit that Zhu Houzhao was extremely smart, but very patient, firm and persistent.

He has one thing in mind, the three thousand beauties in the harem, his determination is indelible, and the persuasion of the ministers cannot shake his determination. He can spend his whole life working hard for one thing. He has great strength. Foresight, he believed that the imperial court's hatred of the Oala tribe would inevitably lead to the rise of the Tatar tribe. Once the Tatar tribe could not be hit hard, sooner or later, Ming would pay a heavy price.

He is bound to have a super endurance. He may be able to stay in front of the map for a whole day. Maybe in order to familiarize himself with the generals in the border town and the deployment of troops in various ministries, he may read back and forth countless materials from the border town. To the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.

Just like... what he did in Xishan Academy.

It's not that he's stupid, it's just plain stubborn.

Actually... was seen through by this kid.

Fang Jifan smiled wryly in his heart, but still kept smiling, and then denied it.

Zhu Houzhao didn't take it seriously, he didn't seem to have any mood swings because of Fang Jifan's denial, he smiled: "It doesn't matter who you are, you are Lao Fang, I am little Zhu Xiucai, and we are brothers But... why do you want to raise pigs, what do you mean, I always feel that you are deliberately burying me."

As soon as he talked about raising pigs, Zhu Houzhao began to whine and hum. Fang Jifan thought he looked like Peppa Pig.

Now that His Royal Highness has made up his mind, Fang Jifan has no choice but to express his thoughts obediently: "Your Highness, what is the purpose of the farm?"

"Everyone has something to eat."

Fang Jifan smiled: "But in the future, if there is a large increase in food production, what will everyone have to eat?"

"..." Zhu Houzhao tilted his head and began to ponder.

Seeing that the Nuan Pavilion is coming, Fang Jifan told him the answer: "Well, if people want to eat meat, they can't really eat mashed potatoes for a lifetime, no matter whether it is cattle or sheep, they are not suitable for captivity, and the meat yield is too low. In the future, we will have many The surplus grain, with the surplus grain, can be transformed into meat, people will have a strong body after eating meat, and having a strong body is the foundation of Ming Dynasty's future."

"You mean... to sweep the desert for our future..." Zhu Houzhao's eyes sparkled.

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile: "After the rule of Wenjing, Emperor Wu would sweep the Xiongnu. If there was no rule of Wenjing, where would Huo Qubing come from? Behind a champion, there is a mountain of grain and grass, which is countless. Do your best to strengthen the Han army."

"Your Highness regards me as a brother, and I also regard Your Highness as a brother. These words are said from the bottom of my heart. Really, I can use my personality as a guarantee." Fang Jifan looked very sincere, and his eyes showed the truth.

Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back, and became very interested: "Go on, come on, come on, and don't go to see the father, you and I cherish each other, first find a place to talk."

"This... is not good."

Zhu Houzhao said excitedly: "When you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening. Don't all scholars say that?"

"..."

After finding a palace corridor, Fang Jifan continued: "Then, Your Highness, today, a vision has descended from the sky. I, Daming, have been exhausted by this weird celestial phenomenon. I don't know how many refugees have appeared. Why? The food production has decreased and there is no food to eat." That’s right. If people can’t afford food, they have to find another way out. The court is looking for a way out, and the refugees are also trying to survive. If the court doesn’t help them, they have no choice but to turn back.”

"What about in the desert? The little prince of the Tartar tribe has never committed any crime against me, Mingqiu, but this year, why did he raid Jinzhou? This is because the Ming Dynasty is short of food, and everyone in the world is short of food. All over the world, no matter which monarch, which country, or tribe, under this weird celestial phenomenon, they are all trying to find a way out. People... are all forced out. If there is no food, they will be killed and robbed , this world has already entered an eventful season."

"Thus, the minister in Xishan, tossing sweet potatoes, tossing potatoes, and tossing this pig, is actually... making complete preparations for that day. Since the weather began to change a few years ago, Daming wants to secure the country. If the people want to survive, they must be fully prepared

. "

"Raising pigs means raw meat. With meat, the people will not be weak, but will be strong...Does Your Highness understand what I mean?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

"and then?"

Fang Jifan thought for a while, but did not continue.

Because for the next words, let’s slowly adapt to the development. It’s too early to say these things now.

Those people who claim to time travel, back in ancient times, are clamoring for the development of industry and commerce, or the protagonists who want to colonize the world, Fang Jifan is too lazy to answer.

In history, every one of the soldiers and civilians living here is a living person. They have flesh and blood. You can’t even let them have enough food. The family only has one pair of trousers to see guests. It’s too late for intensive cultivation. The labor force is deployed to industry and commerce, do you think you can't die fast enough?

Even if someone on our side is mentally retarded, he still knows that in this era, the imperial court emphasizes agriculture over commerce. On the surface, it is supported by a set of ridiculous and stubborn theories, but in fact, it is the best choice. The products are not rich. However, there is a large population, and in an era when the yield per mu is so low, any labor force who can cultivate the land is precious. Everyone knows that industry and commerce can generate profits. The ancients were not stupid. Silkworms produce silk and produce silk. The price of this silk is ten times and a hundred times higher than that of growing grain, but no matter how much money you have and how much silk weaves, what is the use? This is a piece of land that habitually shouts that princes, generals and generals should have a family. No ruling group can maintain a rule of more than three hundred years. There is no high-yield grain and no rich meat supply. Playing this rashly is courting death.

As for those who want to beat the world at every turn, and rub against the ground according to the world and the nations, that also ignores the main problems of society.

The soldiers and civilians want to have enough to eat, they don’t want to be hungry, they want to live in peace, they want to have the strength to support the whole family, why do they have to escape from death, and follow you into the desert to imitate Qin Emperor Hanwu? Just for the sake of enthusiasm, shouting a big man mighty, what good are they? Get a piece of barren land, then what?

None of the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty, including Emperor Hongzhi, was a fool, and none of the gentry and scholars all over the world were fools. They restrained the surrounding tribes, and they used the system of tribute to maintain the dignity of the heavenly kingdom. Essentially, not because of fear of war, but because...they couldn't find a reason for war.

Zhu Houzhao was born in the wrong era.

In other words, the current production system simply cannot accommodate such a prince, nor can it accommodate the future emperor.

Society must develop step by step. First, there must be high-yield grain as a sacrifice, and then there must be output in the desert, so that people can see that grain can be grown from the ground in that barren land. People are willing to flock to it, to let people know that there are countless rare treasures in the vast ocean, so people are willing to go to sea without fear of storms.

Fang Jifan stared at Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness only needs to understand that in today's world, if you want to get rid of Huo Qubing, you must first raise pigs."

Zhu Hou took care of Fang Jifan, feeling as if this guy was lying to me.

In the end, he was happy: "Trust you once!"

………………

In the warm pavilion.

Emperor Hongzhi's smile gradually disappeared.

Just half an hour ago, someone reported that the prince and Xinjian had entered the palace.

He was still cheerful, but he waited and waited. He calculated in his heart that this time was enough to make a few round trips from the Meridian Gate to the Nuan Pavilion.

That traitor...

What did you do again?

Emperor Hongzhi's face was clouded.

Finally, an eunuch walked in quickly: "Your Majesty, the crown prince has an audience with Uncle Xinjian."

"Come in."

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan entered the warm pavilion one after the other. Zhu Houzhao subconsciously put on a pitiful look.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, sure enough, dogs can't change their eating habits.

"The son has seen the father."

"minister……"

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand. He wanted to get angry, but after seeing Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan, his anger disappeared.

These two guys seem to have suffered a lot, they are dark and thin, Fang Jifan is better, Zhu Houzhao is miserable, it seems that they are a few years older all of a sudden.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes softened a little: "Come here, please sit down."

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The fifth chapter is delivered, hoo, let out a long sigh of relief, I can sleep again, Kaisen.

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