In the middle of May, summer grain was harvested.
The grain is plentiful, the warehouses are full, the soldiers and horses are strong, and they are ready for battle.
Qinghua City, which cut off the entire Jiaozhi Road by blocking the middle, was completely covered in golden color.
The officers and soldiers of the Taisun tribe, who had taken off their armor, were barefoot, and wore half-arm tops and knee-length trousers, were like raindrops and stars, all over the fields outside Thanh Hoa City.
Long knives, spears, crossbows, and fire guns were confiscated and sent to the warehouse in the camp, and a sickle was distributed to each officer and soldier.
So, every time the sickle is swung, a small piece of golden rice will be cut down.
Grabbing the harvest is the most important task in the near future.
However, the seed grabbing has to be left to the people of Qinghua City who keep returning, as well as the officers and soldiers of Taisun's tribe who stayed behind in Qinghua City.
This is also the top priority every year in Jiangnan, commonly known as double grabbing.
Once the summer grain harvest is completed, the army will bring enough grain and grass to Daluo City, and the general will form an encirclement against Chen Yuandan's tribe in Daluo City, and finally completely wipe out the active opposition forces in Jiaozhi Road in one fell swoop.
In order to achieve this goal, even in the fields that have long been allocated to the people who have returned from Thanh Hoa City, you can still see the figures of Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers busy farming.
The officers and soldiers were harvesting rice happily, and the people brought tea from home and towels that had been washed several times to wipe sweat.
The officers, soldiers and common people are truly one family.
This kind of collective work scene makes everyone happy when they see it.
On top of the city wall of Thanh Hoa City.
A group of figures stood on tiptoe, looking at the continuous rice fields being knocked down outside the city.
Zhu Gaochi's face was full of joy, and his happy forehead was covered with a layer of excited sweat.
"In a few days, when most of the fields are harvested and the rice is shed, our army can start."
Zhang Wen, the Marquis of Huining, said: "Such a scene is truly unheard of and unseen."
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly and said softly: "The head of the greeting official will be smashed, and the Li Shu's eyes will be raised to the sky. This is not advisable. How to make the people support the heavenly family, how to support all officials, the only way is to bend down and take out the greeting." Only when you treat Li Shu with the attitude of a superior officer can you achieve long-term governance."
Zhu Gaochi looked sideways silently and frowned slightly.
This poem should be a reworking of one sentence.
The original text is a sentence from "Fengqiu Zuo" written by Gaoshi of the former Tang Dynasty.
It is heartbreaking to welcome the superior, and it is sad to flog the common people.
Only the last three words of two paragraphs were changed, but the relationship between officials and people was described in the most intense way.
Zhu Yunxi continued: "Officials should put down their posture and focus on all living beings, the common people in the world. Instead of thinking about how to deal with Shangguan and how to manage their official position."
Jingchuan Hou Cao Zhen snorted twice, with disdain on his face: "Those of us who are soldiers are all born in mud. Even if we work in the fields, it's not a big deal. Which family is not doing military affairs on weekdays? Those who are in the military camp at home. But those Gonggun princes in the court, fearing that they could not lose face, took off their luxurious clothes and walked into the muddy fields."
Zhang Wen immediately turned to look at Cao Zhen, who was speaking openly, staring but helpless.
Starting from Li Zhi, Emperor Gaozong of the former Tang Dynasty, the distinction between civil and military affairs has gradually become as clear as the Jing and Wei rivers. ….
The battle between civil and military affairs became the theme of contention in the court for half of the time.
The few Chinese scribes from Taisun's army who could accompany him on the city wall silently looked at Marquis Jingchuan who was belittling the civil servants of the DPRK.
Most of them are famous.
Whether he is a scholar or a scholar, he always knows the writing, the collection of classics and history, and the principles.
As long as I have the opportunity, I can also take the exam as a reference, become a Jinshi on the second list, or even become the first person in the Three Tripods.
Therefore, I strongly disagreed with Cao Zhen's words, but because I was in the army at this time, everything was led by the noble generals, so I didn't dare to say anything.
Zhu Gaochi smiled and pointed to somewhere outside the city: "Jingchuan Marquis needs to take a good look. Let's clear it."
The Gaofu Prefecture of Hua Prefecture is now busy in the fields with the people from the prefect's yamen. "
Cao Zhen couldn't help but be stunned, hesitantly stepped forward and looked in the direction pointed by Prince Yan.
In a field not far outside the city, several young men wrapped in green shirts were seen harvesting the rice in front of them at a speed no slower than the officers, soldiers and people in the surrounding fields.
That was Gao Yangzhi, last year's Enke No. 1 Scholar, who had just come to Qinghua City from Changhua County six days ago with a group of last year's Enke Jinshi and Juren.
The imperial decree for Gao Yangzhi to be appointed an official had been in Zhu Yunxi's hands early on, and the official position of Jiaozhi Road Magistrate had also been agreed upon long ago.
As long as the name of a government is added, Gao Yangzhi will immediately take office.
Cao Zhen stared outside the city in surprise. Gao Yangzhi, who was leading a group of officials from the prefect's yamen, opened his mouth and his expression changed several times.
In the end, he admitted with admiration: "I asked why I didn't see Kozhifu today. I didn't expect that Kozhifu had only been in Thanh Hoa for three to five days, and he had already started doing these things himself."
"There are still countless things that need to be done in the Ming Dynasty, and these all need to be completed by people. People will change, and the court will not allow everything to stay the same forever." Zhu Yunxi said with twinkling eyes: "Ru Gaoyang Young people like this are the ones who can make the most changes. It is precisely because of these people that our Ming Dynasty can maintain long-term stability and reform the past. They have their own affairs, and your uncles also have their own affairs. There is a difference between civil and military affairs, but we share the commonality of civil and military affairs. Only by working together and working together can the Ming Dynasty's life be better and better."
It's not a warning, but more of a hint in the voiceover.
Looking outside the city, facing the loess and turning his back to the sky, Gao Yangzhi, who had his eyes on the land and the people, and all the officials of the Qinghua Prefecture, Cao Zhen had to admit that what His Highness Taisun said was not wrong.
Zhang Wen, the Marquis of Huining, who was considered the most calm among the nobles of Taisun's tribe, took a step back, raised his arms, waved his robe, and bowed.
With such a move of his, the other noble generals behind him had no choice but to follow him and bow to the grandson.
Zhang Wen said calmly: "The martial arts students in the martial arts hall should also be summoned to Jiaozhi Dao to fight for the Ming Dynasty outside the territory."
Zhu Yunxi hummed and looked at Zhang Wen twice.
"The Marquis of Huining will prepare a memorial and pass it to the Ministry of Heavenly War to submit it to His Majesty."
The scholars headed by Gao Yangzhi have already taken action, and the martial arts students in the martial arts hall should also cooperate. ….
Obviously, after receiving Zhu Yunxi's order, Zhang Wen understood that this matter had been planned in Taisun's mind.
Then, I saw Prince Yan at the side and added: "After the battle of Daluo City on Jiaozhi Road, the southern troops will need to take turns, and the guards of the capital will also take turns. This side is very big, and the north of the river in the court hall is bounded by nine sides. The Central Plains Nan Que can no longer sit in one place."
Zhang Wen bowed and accepted the order.
Since the southern expedition army left Beijing last year, the Ming Dynasty's highest national policy has gradually diverged from fully dealing with the remnants of the former Yuan Dynasty outside the Nine Borders, and gradually focused on the management of the south.
The situation of joint conquest and governance between the north and the south, as the Jiaozhi Road gradually opens up, is not far away from being completely pacified, and has slowly been determined and formed.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Let's all prepare military affairs. The soldiers and armor are in order, and the rice needs to be threshed when it is put into storage. It is urgent to encircle Daluo City!"
Zhang Wen and others immediately bowed and retreated down the city wall in small steps.
As soon as these people left, Zhu Gaochi waved his arms twice.
Then he stared dimly at Zhu Yunxi, who was already looking at the fields outside the city again.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the fat man next to him with some confusion.
"Since returning to Beijing, I have lost twenty pounds!" Zhu Gaochi probably noticed the meaning in Zhu Yunxi's eyes, and couldn't help but reiterate his recent weight changes, and then said with an ambiguous look: "I always feel that you There's something you're hiding from us!"
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and then he naturally felt cold and guilty.
Humming twice, his eyes escaped from Zhu Gaochi's face and turned to the outside of the city.
He said gloomily: "What can I do, but I still want to hide it from you."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi did not forget to secretly glance at Zhu Gaochi who was full of doubts with his peripheral vision.
Zhu Gaochi also hummed: "You'd better not be hiding anything from us."
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"You must have done something shameful behind our backs!"
Ten days later, in Qinghua City, which was lined with soldiers and armor, behind the gate of the city lord's palace, the Yan Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi, who was rarely wearing a military uniform, and the Qin Crown Prince Zhu Shangbing, who was also wearing a military uniform but had a completely different image, looked at Zhu Yunxi who had a sachet hanging on his waist. .
Both of them stared at each other with dark eyes, as if they wanted to strip Zhu Yunxi clean to find out what was going on.
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously moved the sachet on his waist with his fingers to hide it behind the armor on his waist.
And he said solemnly: "Have all the battalions been assembled?"
Zhu Gaochi nodded. He was a military commander. Apart from going into battle to kill the enemy, he handled most of the affairs of the Taisun Department.
"At Yinshi, we started cooking, and at Maoshi, we lined up in formation. At this moment, the soldiers of each battalion have been commanded by the generals of each battalion and are gathering here at the city lord's mansion."
Zhu Gaochi answered, then raised his head and looked behind Zhu Yunxi.
Today I saw Xu Miaojin, who had changed into a dark red dress with gold lapels, and was served by a few girls who had not finished singing lessons from Zhu Shangbing, swaying on golden lotus steps, and walked up to a few people.
Zhu Gaochi immediately turned around uneasily and looked outside the city lord's mansion.
Seeing that the eyes outside were not paying attention to this place, he calmed down a little, and then silently glanced at Zhu Yunxi, who had turned around. ….
"Today we are going to Daluo City. Gao Yangzhi is in charge of Qinghua City. I can send someone to inform him as soon as possible."
Zhu Yunxi spoke in a serious voice.
Xu Miaojin also bowed with blessings: "The army is going out. Your Highness and the two princes are all nobles of the clan. We must take care of ourselves on the way to the battle. I have no talent, so I can only make three blessing bags to pray for your highness and the prince. This time A great victory and immediate success.”
While talking, the three little girls following Xu Miaojin who were not very good at singing came to Zhu Yunxi and the others with three small and beautiful lucky bags in their hands.
There was no need for the three of them to do it themselves, the little girls had already hung three lucky bags on their belts.
At this moment, Zhu Yunxi was facing away from Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm as he rubbed Xu Miaojin's whole body.
Xu Miaojin's heart was racing, but her face was trying to restrain herself.
Zhu Gaochi quietly looked between the two of them for a while, but couldn't see anything.
Zhu Shangbing watched with joy as the little girl hung the lucky bag for him, patted the other person's head, and then patted the lucky bag that was already hanging on his waist.
Then, he muttered with complete incomprehension: "It's better than Brother Xi, he also has a sachet on his waist."
Zhu Yunxi was immediately stunned and turned back to look at Zhu Shangbing calmly.
Xu Miaojin took the opportunity to be blessed again: "Since the lucky bag has been delivered, I dare not delay His Highness's auspicious expedition. I only wait for Your Highness and the army to return safely with victory."
After saying that, Xu Miaojin turned around and left calmly under the uncomprehending gaze of his eldest nephew Zhu Gaochi.
Zhu Yunxi coughed lightly, and listening to the increasingly intensive fighting outside the city lord's palace, he said in a deep voice: "It's time for us to set off."
Zhu Shangbing on the side shouted: "With my aunt's lucky bag, we will definitely chop off a few more heads this time!"
Roaring, he rushed out of the city lord's mansion with the hilt of the knife on his waist.
Zhu Gaochi followed Zhu Yunxi. He wanted to speak several times, but it turned into a silent sigh. In the end, he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "I think there is really something you haven't told us."
Zhu Yunxi stopped and stared at Zhu Gaochi seriously for a while.
Then he said sincerely: "You and I are
We are close brothers. Except because of your body, we can't wear each other's clothes. I am open and honest with you and have nothing to hide! "
Zhu Gaochi asked in disbelief: "Seriously?"
"Absolutely no lies!"
"So..." Zhu Gaochi thought for a while, nodded and said, "I believe you."
Zhu Yunxi's anxious heart was immediately relieved. He reached out and patted Zhu Gaochi's generous shoulder: "Go out. Now we should think about how to encircle and suppress Chen Yuandan in Daluo City."
The two of them walked hand in hand and walked lightly out of the city lord's mansion.
After leaving the city lord's mansion, I went outside.
In front of Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi, an overwhelming force of gold and iron horses rushed towards them.
Taking the main street in front of the city lord's palace as the main pole, it extends to the streets on both sides of the main street.
A total of 16,000 soldiers and horses from Taisun's tribe, headed by eight huge general flags, gathered neatly and evenly in front of the city lord's palace. ….
As far as the eye can see, in addition to the eight general flags, there are military flags of various colors.
Of course, in front of the city lord's palace, supported by Zhu Yunxi's personal troops, was a huge handsome flag.
Chang Sheng, who is far away in Daluo City, is the commander-in-chief of the Southern Expedition Army, and he controls the central army.
As a partial division commander, Zhu Yunxi also had a flag to command an army.
After the commander-in-chief flag, there are the royal clan flag indicating Zhu Yunxi's identity, and the flag of the emperor's grandson who belongs to him alone in the entire Ming Dynasty.
In Qinghua City, war horses roared and golden swords formed.
Even though it is summer, the whole city is filled with desolation and solemnity.
Zhang Wen, Cao Zhen, Chen Huan, Hu Hai, Zhu Shou, He Rong, Sang Jing, who were obviously the princes of the imperial dynasty, and the prince of Qin Zhu Shangbing, a total of eight people, were the ones who came out in front of Taisun's tribe this time. The eight military commanders in Luocheng.
Each person was assigned about two thousand soldiers and horses.
This is an army that has always been extremely luxurious.
Only from the position of the generals who command the troops.
At this moment, eight generals have gathered in front of the city lord's palace with their horses.
Zhu Yunxi took the long knife sent by his own soldiers and sat on the armored war horse brought by the groom.
Never drew his sword.
Zhu Yunxi, who was standing on horseback, just glanced at the eight generals in front of him quietly, and then looked at the densely packed army of officers and soldiers in front of him.
"Ming dynasty!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"All the soldiers will be ennobled immediately!"
Then, the entire Qinghua City roared in unison.
"The Ming Dynasty is victorious!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
Formations of iron armor shattered the heaven and earth.
Military Sima Zhu Gaochi also climbed onto a war horse with the help of officers and soldiers.
Zhu Gaochi, who was wearing a helmet and armor, looked a bit like a warrior today.
I saw his sharp eyes sweeping over the whole place, and his big hand waved forward: "Let's go!"
The forward general Zhu Shangbing roared angrily, and the horse beneath him neighed with its front hooves suspended in the air.
Then the vanguard general turned into an arrow feather, led the officers and soldiers of the vanguard battalion, and took the first step of Taisun's tribe to encircle Daluo City.
Then, there were the front guard camps on the left and right, and the military camps on the left and right.
Chinese army camp.
The left and right rear military camps.
The army came out from the north gate of Qinghua City.
By the Shilima River outside the city, three pontoon bridges have already been erected on the river.
The Ming Dynasty gave Qinghua Prefecture a group of officials. Under the leadership of the prefect Gao Yangzhi, they wore the most formal court clothes and led a group of people around the city, holding berry tea soup noodles and cakes, waiting for the arrival of the army.
"I, the Qinghua Mansion, respectfully send Taisun's army out for the expedition. The army has gone forward with all its strength, and all the soldiers have returned with brilliant military exploits and awe in Jiaozhi."
Gao Yangzhi's voice was loud.
As he finished speaking, the forward battalion had already stepped onto the pontoon bridge, leading the way.
The front guard camp and the guard camp also began to walk towards the pontoon bridge.
At this time, the people under the leadership of the prefect began to flock to both sides of the army, delivering the countryside they had brought.
Wild things.
Army Sima Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath, retracted his abdominal cavity, waved his whip and shouted loudly: "The army can take food from the people and give them money in return."
Afterwards, the officers and soldiers of the Taisun Department, who had never received a grain of food from the people of Qinghua City, began to slow down with smiles on their faces, accepted the food sent by the villagers, and took out the food they had prepared from their arms. The money was stuffed into the arms of the villagers.
The scene suddenly became harmonious, and the sense of killing was lessened when the army went out for battle.
Not far away, in front of the pontoon on the left, there was a burst of restlessness.
The generals in the army looked at it, but they couldn't laugh or cry.
I saw a group of young girls who were waiting for marriage in Qinghua City. They gave passionate and sincere kisses to the young and handsome officers and soldiers, leaving their home addresses and hoping that you would return soon.
On the high slope in front of the pontoon on the other side, several military Chinese scribes were holding books in one hand and ink pens in their mouths in the other.
Looking at the scene of the expedition in front of me, I thought about it for a moment and then began to write quickly.
"In the 26th year of Hongwu's reign, when he was in Qinghua Prefecture on Jiaozhi Road, Taisun's troops came out, and the magistrate sent him off. The common people lined the road, and the expressions of the women of the country showed the customs of the people, regardless of etiquette, and the officials and the people were integrated. It is a good story."
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