Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 318 He is not on the same page with us
"But if we want to destroy the Northern Yuan Dynasty, we will need a lot of people as logistical support."

Wang Buli took the initiative to bring up the topic: "According to the current situation in the north, the number of personnel is sparse and it is impossible to support such a large-scale army."

"I remember that immigration policies were enacted in densely populated areas such as Gangnam."

Li Jinglong had heard his father talk about it.

"It's no use." Wang Buli leaned back in the recliner.
“I heard from the Minister of Revenue that the residents in the south of the Yangtze River would rather live here than split up and go to the north to acquire land.

On the contrary, some businessmen from large families drew lots to select a branch of their family to move to the north, in preparation for opening up the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to do business in the future. Common people rarely applied for the job. "

The idea of ​​being attached to one's native land is very important to the people, and no one is willing to leave their hometown.

Especially with the current level of transportation, it is very likely that they will not be able to see each other until several years later. And according to the average life expectancy of the people in the Ming Dynasty, how many years can a person have to travel back and forth!
Zhu Di was also a little worried. He knew that Wang Buli was in charge of improving the project of the Grand Canal from Beijing to Hangzhou, which would be carried out in stages and might take two to three years.

The population had not increased, which had delayed his opportunity to lead troops into battle as the General of the Northern Expedition. He was subject to too many restrictions and had no confidence at all.

"The population in the north is too small. Once a war breaks out, it will require a large amount of manpower and material resources from Jiangnan and other places to reach Peking. A lot of food will be lost on the way. It would be normal if the north could directly supply it."

Zhu Di then shook his head again: "I am training troops in Fengyang this time. Although it is my father's hometown, there are not many people there. Many of them are criminals and people who were forcibly relocated from Jiangnan. Too many people died during the war, and it will take time to recover."

"If you ask me, since these people in Jiangnan are so shameless, we should just forcibly relocate them there."

As the second generation of the Huaixi Group, Li Jinglong had no good feelings towards people in Jiangnan.

"Vulgar." Wang Buli picked up the transparent wine glass and took a sip of the cold wine:
"How can we do such a thing that will bring us disgrace?

What's more, they are all loyal and honest officials. If we want to relocate them, we must have a legitimate reason, at least we must accuse them of a crime."

"Hahaha."

Li Jinglong sprayed himself with wine. He had to listen to his uncle's bad idea.

Zhu Di also smiled. It was indeed not a good idea to forcibly relocate the people.

But who dares not obey the imperial court's order?

Didn't the people from Shanxi and other places also obediently migrate to the vicinity of Peking?

What do I need to discuss with you?
"You said that if we suggest that Father move the capital to the north and forcibly bring a group of people over to fill the northern population, that would be a good idea, right?"

Faced with Zhu Di's suggestion, Wang Buli first nodded and then shook his head.

"Why, military advisor, are there pros and cons here?"

"Of course." Wang Buli pointed to the north and said:

“In fact, it is not appropriate to establish the capital in Nanjing. Once a war breaks out in the north, the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River will easily unite and give up large tracts of northern territory.

Just like the Southern Song Dynasty, they divided the country by the river and continued to live a good life behind closed doors.

If they cannot win the battle, they can surrender immediately and will not lose their wealth, so the Ming Dynasty needs to move a little further north to build its capital.

However, if the capital of the Ming Dynasty is too far away from the Jiangnan region, its control will decrease.

All the taxes in the Jiangnan region were used to support the north. Once the war in the north was lost, someone would take the opportunity to cut off the Grand Canal from Beijing to Hangzhou.

Or if these Jiangnan gentry unite to cause trouble and we do not support them, it will be a heavy blow to the Ming Dynasty, and it will easily decline. "

No one had ever told Zhu Di about this. He himself was semi-illiterate, and his father would not teach him in this regard, so he was unconsciously fascinated by Wang Buli's analysis.

It turns out there are so many considerations when choosing a site!
"That's a very good point."

"As expected of our military advisor."

Although Li Jinglong read a lot of books and was praised by Zhu Yuanzhang, he would rather use his brain to think about how to make more money than to ponder the intricacies of the books.

Wang Buli put down the wine glass in his hand and said: "It is unrealistic for the border troops of the Ming Dynasty to be self-sufficient by farming alone. Why do you think the people are unwilling to leave Jiangnan?"

"Needless to say, Jiangnan has more opportunities to make money, even though it is small in area and has a large population!"

When Li Jinglong heard this, he didn't even need to think: "The North is in ruins, where can they make money?

Especially since food supply is still insufficient, it is easy to go hungry. Who wants to go to open up wasteland on an empty stomach? "

"Yes." Wang Buli patted Li Jinglong's arm and said, "Jiujiang is right. If we want the north to attract people, we have to make the north prosperous."

Zhu Di looked thoughtful: "How can we make the north as prosperous as the south of the Yangtze River?"

"I know."

Li Jinglong was immediately excited. Seeing that both of them were looking at him, he said with great pride:

"I plan to open Yeqinhuai Branch to Beiping, attracting a large number of people to go there to reward and make money, and bring people around to eat, drink and have fun."

Zhu Di thought about it and said, "That's a good idea."

After all, this is how Guan Zhong, who was regarded as a capable minister in making money, operated.

Therefore, the model of government-run brothels has been passed down because it is really easy to make money.

"Well." Wang Buli nodded slightly and said, "It's not impossible, but if we open a restaurant in Peking, we have to have some characteristics, such as Mongolian, Korean, Japanese girls, and even those vixen from the Western Regions. It can be called a gimmick, otherwise why go all the way there?"

"Hahaha, wait until I lead my troops to conquer the Western Regions." Li Jinglong patted his chest even more proudly: "Then I'll get you some blonde-haired, blue-eyed women to try out."

"Then I might as well hope that Mu Ying can bring back some girls from the Western Regions this time." Wang Buli lay on the recliner and was too lazy to say more to him.

"Those Tibetan women are no good. I heard that they never take baths and their bodies smell very bad."

"No, Mongolian women don't like taking baths either." Zhu Di immediately retorted.

Wang Buli was too lazy to argue about these things.

In short, Jiangnan’s immigration policy has not worked. It would be better to find an opportunity to intercept the group of people brought by He Zhen and send them to the north to increase the population.

Anyway, Mu Ying will lead a large number of people to migrate to Guizhou, Yunnan and other places in the future.

Wang Buli added casually: "It is difficult to support the prosperity of the north by relying on a single industry like brothels."

"Then we can get salt." Li Jinglong narrowed his eyes and said, "Selling the private salt to the Mongols in exchange for a large number of cattle, sheep and horses can also weaken their strength."

Wang Buli looked at Li Jinglong with great surprise. This kid had gained a lot of experience in Ye Qinhuai.

Salt has been a highly profitable industry throughout all dynasties.

The key point is that he still thought about smuggling. Could it be that someone has smuggled at the border?
“Even if it’s about smuggling cigarettes, we still need to report this to His Majesty, we can’t do it on our own.

Otherwise, someone will catch you and it's not worth it."

Wang Buli took a sip of wine and gestured to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di nodded to indicate that he understood.

Li Jinglong said this because he heard it from his father.

Some soldiers made private deals with Mongolian herdsmen, exchanging a little salt for a sheep to improve their food.

Of course he was not caught on the spot. People said that the sheep was picked up outside the Great Wall and he has not been convicted yet.

When the Mongols arrived in the desert, although "both the king and his subjects wanted to return south," they lacked basic necessities such as tea and salt.

Of course, even if Li Jinglong had eight guts, he would not dare to tell anyone about the even more profitable ironware.

That would be too much of an aid to the enemy.

"The smuggling of tea and salt is a business that can only enrich a small number of people."

Wang Buli looked at the grape trellis again and said, "Have you ever thought about why the Jiangnan region is so prosperous overall?"

"The Song Dynasty became wealthy after it moved south. I heard that several wealthy families emerged, such as Zhu Qing, Lu Daoyuan, and Shen Wansan." Li Jinglong had studied how these wealthy people became wealthy.

"Porcelain and silk. The north is not suitable for large-scale silkworm breeding, nor for the growth of mulberry trees."

After Zhu Di was named King of Yan, he began to think about how to make the north richer.

The best way would be to copy the silk, but he asked someone and it didn't work.

"Military Advisor, do you have a solution?" A light suddenly flashed in Zhu Di's eyes.

After all, Wang Buli has a lot of clever ideas. What if he has a solution?

"I don't have any idea." Wang Buli glanced at Zhu Di. "The climate in the north is cold. You said it's not good for the growth of mulberry trees and silkworms. Do you think I can use magic to make the north spring all year round?"

That's it.

Wang Buli did not say that the Ming Dynasty would experience a small ice age.

Especially at the end of the season, it will become increasingly cold. Even places like Guangdong will have heavy snow that will not melt for three days. Can you imagine such a thing?

Zhu Di sighed, after all, human power cannot compete with the power of nature.

"But I remember that Jiangnan buys a large amount of cotton in Shandong every year and sells it after making finished products." Wang Buli knocked on the armrest of the chair:
“In fact, we can consider building a factory in the north, directly purchasing cotton, making finished products, and selling them to the south or the court.

If textile production is needed, many female workers will be needed, and people will have a place to earn money, which can better supplement their family income and make their lives a little better.

Our raw materials are easier to obtain and relatively cheap, so we can occupy a place in the southern market. In the future, we can also directly trade by sea from Shandong and sell to Korea, Japan and other places. "

Wang Buli did not mention the "sheep eating people" method to control Mongolia.

It is not suitable for Ming Dynasty at present, so let’s talk about it later.

Zhu Di carefully remembered every word Wang Buli said and would talk about it with his wife when he returned.

When it comes to business, Zhu Di trusts Xu Miaoyun's brain more and believes that she can help him sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

"Of course, we can't rely on a single product. We have furnaces and need coal. Peking happens to have coal, so we can form an industrial chain to sell it to all parts of the country. In fact, to put it bluntly, Jiangnan has developed through commerce. Currently, the old landlord model of making a fortune is rare."

Wang Buli felt that he could promote the use of coke to make iron in the future, and this technology could be used in the Armory.

In this way, coal became the best raw material for iron smelting.

"You can also grow black cedar." Li Jinglong pointed out, "I remember it was not cheap."

Zhu Di also nodded. These are all ways to make money:
“In fact, the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River is simply because the rice fields are more fertile. The north cannot compare. I think after the people are relocated there, large-scale water conservancy projects will need to be repaired to ensure grain production.

Only when we have enough food can we use other methods to make more money and make the north more prosperous.

Otherwise, we can’t even fill our stomachs, and the money we earn has to be used to buy large quantities of rice produced in the south to fill our stomachs, and all our hard work will be wasted on others.”

"oops."

Wang Buli looked at Zhu Di in surprise: "Little Fourth, it's really rare to hear such words from you."

"Do you think that my father asked me to go to Fengyang for training?" Zhu Di said with some pride:

"I still know a thing or two about the people, otherwise I wouldn't bother with an ordinary official like you in Nanjing."

Wang Buli laughed twice, it was indeed true.

At the beginning, he wanted to get in touch with Zhu Di and secretly help him ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible, but in the end he had to rely on Li Jinglong to act as a matchmaker.

Even though he was forced.

"Ah, I'm really not very good at managing people's livelihood." Zhu Di shook his head slightly: "Actually, if it weren't for the war, I wouldn't bother to think about these things."

"Well, you are not needed to manage logistics anyway. These worrying things should be handled by me as the military advisor. But who else can I ask for cooperation if not you?"

Wang Buli leaned back in the recliner, hoping that the fourth child would grow up quickly, otherwise he would not be able to do many things.

"Hey, no, you two have positions, so the three of us will exclude me, right?"

Wang Buli glanced at him and said, "You are the commander of the enemy team, which is a great help, much more helpful than the two of us."

The hall was brightly lit with candles.

Zhu Yuanzhang was still handling state affairs, and official documents were currently an effective means of governing the country.

Similarly, Crown Prince Zhu Biao was also always dealing with official documents.

Both of them started to curl up.

"His Majesty."

Mao Xiang told the princess about the dinner party of Wang Buli and the other two, but the spies in the princess's mansion couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

From a distance, I could hear laughter mixed with shouting and cursing, and someone was talking about wanting to fight, as if they were drunk.

"Ah."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

He was somewhat worried that the fourth brother had too much contact with Wang Buli, which deepened Zhu Yuanzhang's impression of Wang Buli stopping Zhu Di and asking him to go to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to the late emperor in the fairyland.

But no matter how you think about it, Wang Buli knew Lao Si even earlier than him.

Even though he sent the fourth brother to Fengyang to train troops, the relationship between the two of them did not weaken in the slightest.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his eldest son who was working hard and sighed in his heart. As a crown prince, he was good in every way except for his short life.

But this shortcoming is too fatal.

If Biao'er could live as long as him, Lao Si and others would not have any concerns about him.

Why are you still trying to do the Jingnan Rebellion when you are in your sixties or seventies?

Can he still lift the knife?
Zhu Yuanzhang was looking forward to seeing what the fourth prince did after he came to power, but he never saw it in the fairyland.

"Dad." Zhu Biao raised his head: "What's wrong?
Are you still watching the relationship between your brother-in-law and your fourth brother?"

Zhu Biao felt that his father was too suspicious.

Could it be that the two of them were just reminiscing about the past and even discussing how to inherit the throne?
The fourth brother's desire to go to war makes him unsuitable to be an emperor.

He is like a monkey. How can he sit still and handle state affairs?

Zhu Biao felt that the second and third brothers were very interested in his position.

The fourth son, Zhu Di, was determined to destroy the Yuan court, while the fifth son wanted to study medicine.

But overall, Zhu Biao did not regard his brothers as competitors for the throne because his position was stable.

Zhu Biao was extremely confident about this.

So he was very puzzled by his father's thoughtful look, unless his father had seen the ending of himself and the fourth brother in the fairyland.

Zhu Biao suddenly had an idea. Could it be that the fourth brother had lost his mind and really usurped the throne?
impossible.

With so many generals in the court, who can make the fourth one show his power?
Unless Duke Wei chooses to support the fourth brother.

But Zhu Biao still trusted Xu Da's character.

"We are a little worried."

"worry about what."

Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his beard and said, "You can enter the fairyland. If the fourth brother has more contact with Wang Buli, and if he can also enter the fairyland, wouldn't he know it too?"

"what?"

Zhu Biao was stunned again.

He had never thought about this question before, because his father took him in, and he never thought that he could go in alone.

"No, unless Dad takes him in with him."

Zhu Biao refuted again and again.

He was sure that his father had never even met Wang Buli before entering the fairyland.

This means that only his father can enter the fairyland, and no one else can enter without his father's guidance. The same applies to his mother.

However, the three of them did not know what the chances of entering the fairyland were. Even if Wang Buli took a nap every day, they could not enter every time.

The suspicious Zhu Yuanzhang was a little worried. What if they didn't go in, but someone else did?

Zhu Yuanzhang touched his chin, wondering whether he should take the fourth child into the fairyland.

If he could change Biao'er's fate, that would be fine. But if he couldn't, he would just use the fourth brother as a backup to prevent him from doing a poor job as emperor and setting a good example for future emperors.

Look at his descendants who became emperors, how many of them were diligent rulers?
Every time when Zhu Yuanzhang came back from the fairyland and got angry, he wanted to give Zhu Di a few slaps in the face.

How do you educate your descendants?
But Zhu Yuanzhang thought again that the fourth son was just a pure warrior and had never received any imperial education.

What chance would the heir he taught have of receiving an imperial education?
That is to say, Jiajing was one of the best among them. However, even though he was a genius in political intrigue, he failed to lead the Ming Dynasty to prosperity. Instead, he wasted his talent and indulged himself in cultivating immortals.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Zhu Biao wondered if it was because he hadn't entered the fairyland recently that his father became impatient and began to doubt everything.

"After all, I think it's right to listen to more news about Wang Buli's interactions with other people." Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and said:
"Just the fact that he wanted to take the fourth child to Japan to find silver mines and make a fortune in the fairyland made me feel that he was not on the same page with us and wanted to trick the fourth child who didn't know how to use his brain into taking advantage of him."

(End of this chapter)