The Ming Dynasty started with caution

He didn't want to beg for Wang Shouren in this matter.

After walking out of Fengtian Hall, Zhu Houzhao immediately said: "Lao Gao, if I issue an order to give iron tools to Tang and Song, can it be considered a good policy?"

Trading iron tools to neighboring countries is different from military preparations.

Iron tools can be traded with Siam and other countries, and Tang and Song should be treated equally.

In exchange for a large amount of food, the food shortage in the northwest and southwest will be solved. As for whether Tang and Song will make iron tools into weapons and armor, he doesn't care.

Even if it is made into weapons, Zhu Houzhao is not afraid of such a small country, and he hopes that it will send troops to the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Chengjin seemed to ignore this guy and said nonchalantly: "The new emperor will make his own decision, why ask me?"

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but grit his teeth: "You dog official, you just finished the morning court and you want to go off duty, hehe, I have to go to the Jiaofangsi too."

Just as he returned to the duty room of the Censorate, the eunuch came with the imperial edict, and his voice revealed flattery: "Sir Yan, the emperor ordered the Censorate to send someone to find out the king of the Tang and Song countries."

Inspecting the world, the world also includes overseas, so it is reasonable to let the censor go with the delegation.

Yan Chengjin took out two taels of reward silver from his arms and said with a pleasant face: "Go back and report the imperial edict."

After leaving the palace, Yan Chengjin took a sedan chair and came to the south gate of the capital.

The construction of the official road in the capital section began. The laborers used bucket carts to pull stones and laid them on both sides of the official road. The four characters of Zhengde Official Road were engraved on the surrounding stone tablets.

Fang Xue was wearing a bamboo hat and supervising on the roadside. When he saw Yan Chengjin, he came over and bowed slightly: "Hello, sir."

"It is rumored that a new country has been established in the southwest, named Tang Song. The court wants to send people to investigate. I think you are too inexperienced, so go and travel."

It is obvious that Lord Yan wants him to go to Tang Song.

Fang Xue's intelligence and talent were revealed at this time: "Does the sir have any instructions for this trip?"

Yan Chengjin shook his head. Wang Shouren knew exactly what Fang Xue was doing.

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Tang Song, North City.

Wang Shouren accepted the rebels of King Ning, but it caused disputes. The natives and Han people often fought for land and food.

It is not easy to resettle more than 500,000 people. Once the rebels came, they ate most of the food in Tang Song.

Most of the rebels were bandits. They didn't even know how to farm. They only knew how to rob and plunder, which made the natives even more dissatisfied.

There is still a long way to go to manage these people and turn them into good citizens.

Liu Yangzheng only glanced at Wang Shouren and emphasized his tone: "Wang Shouren, the Turks are well-equipped, and the natives are constantly fighting with the Han people. How can we fight this war?"

Wang Shouren naturally understood in his heart, so he borrowed ironware from the court.

At this time, Liu Jin came up with hot meals and said with a kind smile: "Master Liu, the meal is ready. No matter how big the matter is, you have to fill your stomach first."

After Prince Ning ate Liu Jin's meal, no one knew where he went.

Liu Yangzheng didn't dare to eat. He was very scared of this eunuch, but he carefully took the brocade plate and handed it to Zhang Bailing without hesitation: "We are all brothers, brother Zhang, you don't have to be polite to me."

Since coming out of Nanzhili, he hasn't eaten white rice for a long time. Just a slight glance at it, Zhang Bailing's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling a few times.

But Liu Yangzheng was also hungry, how could he be willing to give it to him?

Zhang Bailing held back his heartache and handed it to another counselor next to him: "Brother Li treats me well, come first."

After all the counselors dispersed, only Wang Shouren and Liu Jin were left.

Yan Song said solemnly: "Tang and Song have no grain to trade with the court. I am afraid that we can't exchange for weapons and ironware. We can only rely on that adult."

"In addition to military preparations, Wang has another thing I don't understand."

Wang Shouren shook his head in his heart. It is not easy to establish a country.

The official system, laws, rewards and taxes here are all different from those of the Ming Dynasty. Should we follow the old system of the Delhi Sultanate to establish a dynasty, or should we establish the system of the Ming Dynasty on this land?

Wang Shouren couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know what kind of court Brother Gao wanted.

After thinking carefully for a while, he really couldn't think of a complete system. "I will send a letter to Brother Gao, maybe I can get a reply."

To be on the safe side, the envoys sent didn't know the existence of Brother Gao.

The letter still had to be sent back by the Chamber of Commerce, passed through dozens of hands, and then passed to Brother Gao. After all, even if he did not send troops to the court, he would be charged with treason by the censors.

At this time, the disciples brought by Wang Shouren came in and reported: "Master, Liu Yangzheng and Zhang Bailing want to see you."

The cold wind blew, Liu Yangzheng wrapped his collar tightly with his hands, stomped his feet alternately left and right. In this cold weather that made his body stiff, he didn't know where to buy fur coats with money.

Zhang Bailing came to see Liu Yangzheng and felt a little contempt in his heart. He was just so confident just now, but it was all fake.

Walking into the barracks, Liu Yangzheng's face flushed, he hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Wang Shouren, I am willing to be a founding hero of the Tang and Song dynasties."

"I am willing too." Zhang Bailing said hurriedly.

After leaving the Ming Dynasty, the original land was gone, and they were nothing. The silver would be spent sooner or later. Whoever helped to rebel was not rebelling?

Being able to display one's talents and become a founding hero, following Wang Shouren is better than following Zhu Chenhao.

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In the capital,

The envoys who visited the Tang and Song dynasties left the capital.

Three months later, the snow in the capital became heavier and heavier, reaching knee-high. Yan Chengjin gave Yan Fanglai two days off to recite the "Small Scriptures for Dealing with People" in the mansion.

In the Forbidden City, early in the morning, Zhang Fuhua brought good news to the retired emperor Hongzhi.

Hainan was a victory!

Xu Jinzhong led the navy to fight the French for more than a year and three months, beheaded the enemy general Albuquerque, and captured more than 5,000 French, who were being taken to the capital.

Xiao Jing rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. Heavy snow has fallen for three days. This is a good omen. Congratulations to the emperor."

The emperor Hongzhi stood there with a smile on his face, and the big stone in his heart was put down.

Zhang Fuhua raised his eyes slightly and looked deeply at the emperor Hongzhi. His face was obviously strange, "The emperor, there is bad news."

The emperor Hongzhi's face froze, and he suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. He tried to act calmly: "Tell me."

"It snowed in Hainan, especially in Wanzhou Prefecture. It snowed heavily. The victory in advance was mostly due to this snow."

Xiao Jing's heart was immediately startled. He had just heard Zhang Fuhua's words and thought it was a good omen, but he didn't expect it to be a snow disaster.

The face of the retired emperor Hongzhi turned pale. Hainan is like spring all year round, and crops can be grown in winter. It takes at least two months for the memorial to be sent back, which means that Hainan was covered by heavy snow two months ago and no crops were planted in the last season.

Zhang Fuhua also served as the chief clerk of the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue. How could he not understand?

The retired emperor Hongzhi could not help but glance at Zhang Fuhua, pursing his lips and said, "Does the Ministry of Revenue also have memorials?"

The memorial sent to the Ministry of Revenue is to ask for relief.

Zhang Fuhua nodded and said, "Yes, I think Wang Qiong will report it when he goes to court."

The retired emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath. Relief is easy, but natural disasters cannot be resisted.

"Go to the West Warm Pavilion."