At the end of Song Dynasty: I want to be the master of ZTE

Chapter 5 The highland tower cannot be lost
In the early morning of the [-]th, Jiang Wanzai led Wenwu to the courtyard where Zhao Shi lived. Zhao Shi received the report and immediately went out to greet him.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty." Jiang Wanzai bowed respectfully and saluted.

Zhao Shi hurriedly walked over and helped Jiang Wanzai up and said, "Master, there is no need to salute, just call him an official."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Wanzai stood up and said: "Your Majesty is young. If you don't set an example, others may despise your Majesty. If so, your majesty will be lost, your government will be weakened, and it will be difficult to control you."

Zhao Shi was silent for a moment and said: "Grand Master Taishi is loyal to the country. If I can't cheer him up, how can I repay him?"

Logically speaking, the grand master does not need to be polite, and Jiang Wanzai, who is seventy-one, does not need to be more polite. Others can't say anything. However, considering that the emperor is young and afraid of being despised by others, he maintains the greatest degree of respect. It is indeed Heartbroken.

And this is where Zhao neglected himself.

He has a mature soul, but his eight-year-old body will inevitably make people underestimate him.

The imperial army cleared the way, and all the ministers followed, and soon they were outside.

On the river, there are many masts, sails like clouds, and many small boats coming and going.

This was not the first time he had seen this scene. Zhao couldn't help but sigh at the development of maritime transportation in the Song Dynasty. It was no wonder that Zhao Gou and Zhao were able to go to the sea and run around, and the final battle between Song and Yuan Dynasty was also at sea.

Under Jiang Wanzai's personal protection, he boarded a boat and crossed the river. Before he landed, he saw countless houses and heads on the land, and even continuous houses on the river embankment.

If a fire broke out, the losses would be extremely heavy, but in Zhao Shi's eyes, there was no fire hazard, only war potential.

With a large population, there will be enough soldiers and the ability to continue fighting.

After landing, countless soldiers and civilians bowed their heads and worshiped: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live~"

"My lords..." Zhao subconsciously uttered two words, neglecting to shut up and looked at Jiang Wanzai.

"Just keep your body flat." Jiang Wanzai suggested.

Zhao was transformed into a puppet on strings in an instant, no matter what Jiang Wanzai said, he could do whatever he was told, and he could give out things to the old man as he was told, without any independent decision-making.

Amidst countless "Long Live" calls along the way, Zhao Shi climbed onto the Wenzhou Tower and immediately read out the edict of succession.

This process is to tell everyone that everyone has an emperor, and they must unite and fight Meng Yuan to the end.

We cannot say that the effect is non-existent, we can only say that it is just that.

The soldiers and civilians in the city didn't know what Zhao Shi was capable of, so naturally they wouldn't hope that an eight-year-old child could change his fate against the sky. After all, it really doesn't matter whether Zhao Si or Zhao Wu is currently on the throne, or even a fool.

What everyone needs is an object to place hope on, and the emperor is the embodiment of this hope.

At noon, after the process was completed, and he should have gone back to Jiangxin Temple to continue sleeping, Zhao suddenly suggested: "The thieves have not arrived yet, Wenzhou is fine, and we are discussing matters in the city. What do you think?"

"I thought Jiangxin Temple was safe." Chen Yizhong said immediately.

I don't want to take any risks, I'm really afraid of death.

Zhao Shi said: "I am not inexperienced, but I cannot understand the sentiments of the people, and my decisions will inevitably be wrong. Moreover, stationing in the city can inspire the army and the people."

Lu Xiufu said: "What your Majesty said is true. You can stay in the city during the day and return to Jiangxin Temple at night."

"I second the proposal," Jiang Wanzai said.

Zhao did not give Chen Yizhong a chance to speak, and said: "In that case, let's go to the state government office."

Seeing that the imperial driver did not leave the city but went to the state government office, the soldiers and civilians in the city were surprised and started talking about it.

Everyone has different opinions, but it is certain that officials have courage.

The emperor stayed at Jiangxin Temple and was ready to run away at any time. Naturally, the soldiers and civilians were worried that they would be abandoned. They had to go to see if the emperor had escaped before doing anything. Naturally, it was hard to feel at ease.

As Zhao stayed in the city, everyone felt relieved and could even dig up half a pound more grass roots.

At this time, Song Ting really didn't have a single horse, so Zhao rode an ox cart, which really couldn't be more shabby.

If it weren't for the Imperial Guards clearing the way, accompanied by civil and military personnel, the people watching on both sides would not have believed that the person sitting in the car was an emperor.

The soldiers and the people were sizing up the emperor, and the emperor was sizing up the soldiers and the people.

They were generally dressed in rags and had hungry faces. The Imperial Guards who opened the way in front were fully equipped with weapons and no armor, while some soldiers in military uniforms on the roadside did not even have weapons.

More than [-] people poured into Wenzhou, bringing not commercial prosperity but unprecedented depression.

Because the people who came were all fleeing, they were basically penniless, they could only ask for money but not consume it, and even the locals began to lack food and clothing.

Zhao didn't have the ability to create food and jobs, so he could only wait for everyone to discuss and see how to grab a wave.

Well, as far as the current situation is concerned, we can only rob, either from Meng Yuan or from powerful people.

It's a pity that Yang Shichang's work efficiency is too low, and he hasn't found a suitable partner yet.

When the bullock cart passed an alley, Zhao Shi, who was condescending, suddenly saw five people appearing in the alley. Each of these people was holding a waist knife, and the waist knife was still dripping with blood.

"Stop!" Zhao shouted, stood up and looked over carefully.

The five people obviously didn't expect to be looked at directly. After staying for a moment, they immediately flashed back to the room behind them.

Jiang Wanzai, who was guarding him, turned around and saw this scene and shouted angrily: "Jiang Xin, capture the thief!" "Wei!" Jiang Xin agreed, ordered more than a dozen soldiers and rushed over.

He is holding a sharp knife and there is blood on the knife. He must be a bad guy. Of course, he should be captured first as a courtesy.

Zhao Shi was very relieved of Jiang Wanzai's arrangement, so he motioned for the car to continue to set off.

After arriving at the government office, Zhao was not in a hurry to hold a meeting. He first asked Wenzhou Magistrate Zhou Wenzhen about the local situation.

In fact, Wenzhou is still very prosperous. As one of the four seaports, commerce and trade are particularly developed, and the local industries such as papermaking, shipbuilding, shoe leather, embroidery, lacquerware, and porcelain are also well-known abroad.

“The prefecture has 80 acres of arable land and nearly 60 households. The food shortage is very serious and much needs to be supplemented from outside.

However, culture and education in this state are prosperous. Since Emperor Gaozong, more and more top candidates in martial arts examinations have come from Wenzhou, the number of literary scholars exceeds [-]% of the total, and there are countless famous people..."

Zhou Wenzhen was elated because of his advanced education, and it seemed that food shortage was not a big problem.

Zhao couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "Scholar Zhou, can Wenzhou still reclaim wasteland?"

Zhou Wenzhen replied: "The seashore is widely condemned, and there is no land left uncultivated. The rest cannot be cultivated."

No wonder people in history did not stay in Wenzhou, but went directly to Fuzhou.

Due to technology constraints, one acre of land currently produces an average of three kilograms of grain per year. However, people lack fat and protein intake and cannot eat enough without three or four kilograms of grain every day. This requires four acres of land to feed one person.

Of course, if you just barely make a living, two acres of land will do. Even so, Wenzhou's limit is 40 people.

It originally exceeded 20, but there were more than [-] who came to follow Zhao Shi. No wonder it cost a lot of money.

After silently calculating for a moment, Zhao felt that his idea of ​​​​killing large households was too biased. He might have hoarded it, but insufficient food was the root cause.

Seeing that Zhao was silent, Chen Yizhong immediately gave Zhou Wenzhen a wink.

Zhou Wenzhen understood the idea, changed the topic, and said: "Wenzhou is already short of food. The crops were not harvested late last year, and there was an occasional lack of autumn rain. It did not cause any harm, but it continued to disperse.

His Majesty's arrival should have made everyone happy, but there were so many people accompanying him that prices skyrocketed. In addition, there were many conflicts between the defeated soldiers and the locals, so there was much resentment.

The army and the people are not used enough, so I am bold and ask your Majesty to go south to Fuzhou as a long-term plan. "

"I second the proposal and ask your Majesty to move to Fuzhou." Chen Yizhong and his followers immediately agreed.

"I think it's impossible." Jiang Wanzai immediately retorted: "The shortage of food can be transported from other places and it is not difficult to solve.

Abandon Wenzhou today, Fuzhou tomorrow, Guangzhou the day after tomorrow, and when there is nothing left to abandon, we can only float in the sea, waiting to be destroyed. "

Zhou Wenzhen said: "Fujian has more mountains and less land, and is already short of food. Guangzhou and Wenzhou are almost different. Even if they are forced to collect, it will not help the urgent situation and there will be countless losses along the way. It is not a long-term plan to provide Wenzhou with food."

Moreover, the thieves are coming very soon, and your Majesty is responsible for the country. How can you easily escape into danger? "

"It's not a good strategy to stick to it, you should take the initiative to attack..." Zhang Shijie joined the battlefield.

The quarrel became more lively, and Zhao just watched with cold eyes.

At first, he didn't expect the food problem to be so serious, but Zhao didn't want to give up on Wenzhou.

In his strategic plan, Liuqiu Island is the sub-base, Fujian, Guangdong, Guangxi and Jiangxi are the main base, and Wenzhou is the southern barrier of Fuzhou, which is the Highland Tower.

Originally, the Yuan army had already entered various houses around the Crystal Tower to demolish houses, and then threw the Highland Tower away and just surrendered.

Even if they finally retreat to Liuqiu Island, referring to Zheng Chenggong and President Jiang in later generations, without a land fulcrum, the counterattack may have to wait until the end of the Yuan Dynasty. Everyone present will definitely not see that day.

Moreover, it is difficult to support a single tree, and without the Fujian barrier, the Yuan army can attack Liuqiu Island at any time.

For the long-term plan, Wenzhou must hold on for one more day, and Guangdong and Fujian will be stronger by one point, so that they can have the basic foundation to compete with the Yuan army.

Seeing that the officials were arguing more and more fiercely, Zhao motioned for everyone to be quiet and said: "To the east of Quanzhou, there is an island called Penghu. To the east of Penghu, there is a big island called Liuqiu. It goes out from Quanzhou to the east, about 350 miles from Fuzhou. Heading out east, it’s about five hundred miles.

It is about 500 miles long from north to south and [-] miles wide from east to west. There are high mountains in the center, which can block hurricanes, and plains in the west. It has [-] million acres of farmland and can support millions of soldiers and civilians. "

"Your Majesty, where do you want to move?"

Just ask, why are you so surprised?Oh, Chen Yizhong, that’s okay.

Zhao Shi said: "Without Fujian, it is difficult to support an isolated island. If Wenzhou is abandoned, the Yuan army will directly drive towards Fujian. The foundation is unstable, so Wenzhou must be defended.

I would like to ask people to inquire about the truth, and if possible, follow the military personnel to move there, then move to Wenzhou for the unemployed and landless people, and finally move to Fujian and Guangdong for the landless and unemployed people.

It took three to five years of hard work to build houses and cultivate fields. At that time, the people were abundant and the army was sufficient. The court had no shortage of food and grass, and there were enough soldiers. It was time for the Northern Expedition to restore the country.

It is just a long-term plan. Every inch of land must be fought for, and any city must be defended. Even if the bandits are in great difficulty, time must be gained to develop Liuqiu and consolidate Fujian and Guangdong and Guangxi. "

Yang Liangjie paid his respects and said, "Your Majesty has a long-term plan. He will definitely succeed and regain his kingdom."

Zhao waved his hands and said: "Although the strategy is good, it must be at the right time, place and people in order to be able to do it."

"Your Majesty must do my best to not disappoint Your Majesty." Jiang Wanzai bowed down, and the others followed.

In this way, the grand strategy has been decided, and the next step is to compete with the Mongols for time.

(End of this chapter)