Meeting the emperor was very familiar to Gao Pragmatic. He could move freely in Xinuang Pavilion almost with his eyes closed. He was almost as familiar with it as his own Rixin Building.
Zhu Yijun rarely got up so early except for the big day, and it was even rarer to summon his ministers. When Gao Pingshi came, he could even smell the smell of the Xinuang Pavilion's Fangjing sweeps, and the emperor seemed to be having breakfast at the moment.
Zhu Yijun was wearing red uniform and sitting at the table. There were three bowls and one cup on the table in front of him, and there were also three bowls and one cup on the other table he started, but no one was sitting down.
When he saw Gao Pragmatic coming, Zhu Yijun greeted him directly without waiting for a salute: "No need to be polite, come and have a meal with me. You will feel cold if you wait any longer."
Gao Jingshi was about to bow down, but when he heard this, he just bowed and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. In fact, I used breakfast before entering the palace. Your Majesty just used it for himself. Why wait for me? It's really frustrating." Shameful."
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and still motioned Gao Pragmatic to sit down. Without hesitation, he raised his chopsticks and started eating. He was very pragmatic and not too polite. He sat down and prepared to eat some more.
Compared with the Tatar emperors who had to prepare 108 dishes for breakfast in history, the breakfast of the Ming Dynasty emperors has been relatively shabby since Zhu Yuanzhang, and it is said to be 12 dishes. In fact, 12 dishes are also rare, because the foreign court may criticize even 12 dishes.
Now, especially when Zhu Yijun's achievements have reached the point of being immortalized, he pays more attention to these details. The breakfast is reduced to only four dishes, which is no better than ordinary people.
However, when Gao pragmatic sat down and saw the four dishes, he was a little overwhelmed. The three bowls of dishes were tiger skin meat, large roast goose, and braised trotters. The one cup of soup was corn stewed pork ribs.
Good guy, no wonder the emperor's figure is getting better and better. You've had such a greasy breakfast. How can you not get fat?
Zhu Yijun had already started to eat, but he was still paying attention to Gao's pragmatic expression. Seeing that he was a little hesitant, he stopped and asked: "Not to your liking? How about I give you some changes? But that will have to wait a little longer."
Gao Jingshi hurriedly said: "It's not that it's unpalatable, but I've already eaten it. It's really difficult to eat a lot of meat now. I'll just drink some soup... Oh, are you still used to eating this corn?"
When mentioning this matter, Zhu Yijun was quite interested and replied: "I think it's good. Liaodong sent two kinds of corn seeds. The queen asked the internal supervisor to cultivate them carefully. Later, she found that the taste was very different, one was soft and waxy, and the other was crispy. ,all good."
He smiled and took out a piece of corn from his cup of soup, raised it in a pragmatic way, and said with a smile: "I heard that this corn braised pork ribs is still the recipe taught by your chef. Try it and see how different the level is. If The difference is too big, I asked them to learn again."
Gao Pingshi laughed and said: "This dish is simple. It is said that it is a royal chef. Even if I come to cook it, I am afraid it will be the same."
Zhu Yijun obviously didn't believe it and shook his head: "You can still cook? Impossible. What is your background? I think you have never been in the kitchen in your life."
Uh... Although this is a good thing, it doesn't necessarily need to be "in this life" for me to enter the kitchen.
Of course, there was no answer to this, so Gao Pragmatic had no choice but to say haha and forget it. He was really not joking. He picked up the soup and drank it slowly. He also picked up a piece of corn and gnawed it carefully. He also got to know the current level of corn breeding and planting.
Zhu Yijun first ate a few pieces of tiger skin to pad his belly, and then said: "The Master said: Eat without speaking. However, I am afraid that today will violate the teachings of the sage... Have you read the battle report of Jin Yiwei?"
Gao Pingshi stopped and said, "I've seen it."
"That's it?" Zhu Yijun tilted his head slightly: "Don't you have anything to say?"
Gao pragmatic sighed and said: "This is not a detail. The battle report did not say how the battle was fought like this... It seems that Liu Wei's troops have not suffered much loss in strength, and they have restored their old place in Hami. He should be considered a winner. . However, the baggage losses were huge, which is a bit bad."
"Well, I think so too." Zhu Yijun nodded, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. He picked up another piece of roast goose and ate it. After chewing it carefully, he asked, "You must be prepared for replenishing the luggage." , but after thinking about it, I’m afraid there’s some time constraints... Will there be enough time to continue westward this year?”
"I'm afraid it's too late, unless the imperial court requires Liu Wei to rely on local supplies after he invades Yarkand... But this is an extremely dangerous move, and I think it is absolutely impossible."
"Yes, I thought about it last night. The Han people have lost the Western Region for too long. Even if Liu Wei can break in at the last minute, he will definitely be unfamiliar with the place when he gets there. It is sheer fantasy to rely on local supplies. I see. , Without three to five years of operation, the army in the Western Regions might not even have enough to eat."
Gao pragmatic nodded and said: "Your Majesty, your Majesty."
Seeing that Gao Pragmatic agreed, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but frowned and said: "Then what should we do now? Let Liu Wei stay in Hami for the entire second half of the year? If only Liu Wei could do it, the Tumote cavalry in Erdemutu can't help but agree." What should I do? Can’t we stay in Hami for the winter? I heard that there aren’t any good pastures around Hami.”
This is indeed a big problem. Although the Mongolian cavalry claims to be able to fight without logistics, a big reason is that they will move with sheep. However, the cavalry's horses and the sheep they carry both need pasture, and once winter comes, although the Mongolians may not be too afraid of the cold, their horses and sheep must be taken good care of, and freezing to death and starving will affect the overall situation.
Mongolian horses are cold-resistant and easy to raise, so the problem is not particularly big, but sheep are not, so a strict method must be implemented to ensure that no heavy losses are suffered. Therefore, the lack of good pasture around Hami has become a problem for the Tumote army... Can't they also rely on transporting supplies from within the customs? If this is the case, even if you manage money pragmatically, you still have to consider the risk of financial bankruptcy.
"I also considered this issue on the way to Xinan Pavilion. The imperial court cannot support the Tumote army by transporting supplies. At most, they will be given some silver as compensation, but they must find a place to spend the winter on their own."
Zhu Yijun was a little worried and stopped and asked, "Then where can they go?"
Gao pragmatically said: "The north of Hami is actually Tumut's territory, called Batut, and it belongs to the Xishao area - that is, the territory allocated to Hannaji during the period of Ada Khan."
Zhu Yijun laughed when he heard this: "If my son goes to eat me, I guess there is no problem."
"Having said that, the Batut area borders Oara of the Khoshuote and Huite tribes. If Erdemutu suddenly brings tens of thousands of cavalry to spend the winter here, will there be any danger to the Heshuote and Huite tribes? Misunderstood?"
Gao Pragmatic had a serious face and said thoughtfully: "What I am most worried about is that Tumut and Ordos have conquered Oara several times in the past few decades, and now Erdemutu has led a large army to station in Batut. What if this happens?" Shibu Rihatu may be able to persuade the Wala people to unite with him by using his lips and tongue. In this way..."
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