my days with tyrants

Chapter 33 I am not very used to this decadent way of life, it will take some time

night.

Jiangpu County Government.

"It's fine if you don't go to Fengyang."

Xie Gui said.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not stipulate their route.

The imperial decree is to ask the little princess to visit the two kings of Liao and Ning, and then instead of her father, reward winter clothes to the armies of the Liaodong Capital Division and the Northern Parallel Capital Division.

But the route is not mentioned.

This way they have autonomy.

To go to Fengyang, you must go to Qingliuguan, and there is still a long mountain road from Qingliuguan.

This is obviously a huge test for Yang Feng's butt.

His dilapidated carriage didn't even have a basic spring shock absorber, and it didn't have rubber inflatable wheels. The wheels were still made of wood with angle iron wrapped around them. Let alone walking on mountain roads, you can clearly see them when you run over a small stone. It is no wonder that the officials and lords all choose sedan chairs later.But it would be hard for him to switch to riding a horse. He has never ridden a horse before, not saying he can’t. Of course it is easy for him to learn to ride a horse, but a horse in bright clothes attracts bees and butterflies. Totally two different things.

will rub.

At least for novices in the first certain period of time, there will be no easy life.

In fact, for Yang Feng, it is better to let him go on foot than to let him go long distances on horseback. The cavalry normally travels ninety miles a day, but his armed cross-country is not only ninety miles a day.

What's more, the infantry is marching now, and the standard is forty miles.

This distance is only an hour to him. Compared with the pain in the buttocks and the torn legs, this is really not worth mentioning to him, especially because he still has a pair of military boots, don't underestimate it A pair of boots, this thing is the real artifact in this era, and it can be called a black technology that is out of reach.

"Then let's go straight to Sizhou and cross the Huai River in Sizhou. There are no mountains blocking this road. There is no bridge in Sizhou to cross the Huaihe River, so we need to take a boat."

Xie Gui then said.

"Why can't we just go down the canal by boat?"

Yang Feng said.

"Ambassador Yang said to go to Yangzhou. All gates in Huai'an are closed this season, and all government and civilian ships have to wait for the dam in Huai'an."

"What does Panba mean?"

"Unload the cargo and then cross the dam with a small stripped boat to cross the river, and reload the boat at Qinghe, but the princess has a noble status, so it is dangerous to cross the Yellow River with a stripped boat, and there are many capsizes every year. I dare not take risks."

"I still don't understand, can't we just open the gates and cross the river?"

"From May to September, the Yellow River in Qingkou is turbid and turbulent. Opening the locks is strictly prohibited, otherwise the locks will be easily washed away by the waves. All ships passing the Huaihe River, even if they are imperial grain ships, must be out of these months. lock."

"But don't you have to cross the Yellow River to get to Xuzhou?"

"Xuzhou has a floating bridge."

"So what kind of river is the Yellow River now?"

Yang Feng said.

Then he simply called up the satellite image of Xuzhou as the center for Xie Gui.

The latter looked at this thing in astonishment...

"This is Xuzhou, this is Jining, and this is Huai'an."

Yang Feng pointed to a few points on the map and said.

"Can you be bigger?"

Xie Gui took a deep breath and said.

"Xuzhou should be enlarged, or the scope of this area should be enlarged."

"Enlarge the range."

"Uh, then this is the location of Fengyang, and this is the location of Kaifeng, shouldn't this be big enough?"

"Last year, the Yellow River broke through Yuanwu, one went south from Kaifeng, went through Chenzhou, and then went from Yingzhou to Shouzhou and entered the Huaihe River. This river has the largest flow and is called the Great Yellow River. The other goes through Bianshui to Xuzhou. This is called the Little Yellow River. In the east of Xuzhou City, it converges with Surabaya. In the north of Xuzhou City, there is a Yunji Bridge across the river. There is another one that flows from Caozhou into Dongping, enters Anshan Lake, and finally enters Surabaya. It converges with Xuzhou and Bianshui in the south, and then merges with the Great Yellow River. The confluence of the Huaihe River in Huai'an turns into a mighty river with turbid waves and flows into the sea.

Let's take Sizhou to cross the Huai River, where the water is stable, and then from Sizhou to Xuzhou, in Xuzhou, take the Yunji Bridge to cross the Bian River, and then take the Wan'an Bridge to cross the Surabaya.

Since then it has been going north. "

Xie Gui said.

"So now the Yellow River has flooded most of Henan and a small part of Shandong?"

Yang Feng looked at this huge watershed in amazement.

"It wasn't caused by Du Chong's excavation of the Yellow River back then. Originally, there were thousands of miles of fertile fields in Henan, but now most of them are barren grass. There were a million people in Kaifeng back then, but now there are less than 200 million people in Henan.

Now that the Yellow River bursts, not many people will die.

There are 190 million men, women, old and children in Henan, and those who can live are in high places that cannot be submerged.

Although it has been said that the Central Plains has been devastated under the dust for more than two hundred years, the flooding of the Yellow River is also the main reason for this almost desolate land. "

Xie Gui sighed.

"Hey, are you still quite talented?"

"The old man is the 44th grandson of Duke Xie Wenjing."

Xie Gui said proudly.

"Uh?"

Yang Feng looked at him blankly.

"Xie An!"

Xie Gui said.

"Ah, it turns out to be the empress of a famous family!"

Yang Feng hurriedly said with a very cooperative expression of reverence.

Xie Gui stroked his beard reservedly, saying that he was 44 grandchildren, and he could still find such a long-ago ancestor.

"Then how will our gifts be transported to Liaodong?"

Yang Feng asked.

Of course, it is impossible for them to bring those winter clothes. They are two capitals with 10,000+ troops. The Liaodong capital alone has more than 20 guards, not to mention the North Parallel Capital. This is Liaoxi and Rehe, which is Ning The area where the king sits.The king of Yan sits in Beiping and controls the headquarters of the capital of Beiping; the king of Ning sits in Daning and controls the headquarters of the capital of Pingping;

As for the Nuergan Dusi at this time, the Ming army went to the Nenjiang area, which was originally established during the Yongle period in history.

"It's all by sea. We don't need to worry about it. Just go to Jinzhou to take over. The sea fleet is probably already preparing to set sail, and they have to rush to transport it before the north wind blows."

Xie Gui said.

"It's August."

"It doesn't matter, the sea transportation is much faster than ours. From Chongming to Heishuiyang to Dengzhou, it is estimated that the wind direction is suitable and it will take at most half a month to Liaodong. The imperial court is bound for Beiping, Liaodong and other places are all sea transportation."

"Is it better to ship by sea or by river?"

"Naturally, it is by sea. One ship by sea can equal ten ships in the canal. It takes at least two months from the canal to Beiping by water transport, and half a month faster by sea. Convenience is nothing compared to these. However, shipping also has a problem, that is, it requires officers and soldiers who are familiar with the sea and the route, so to speak, who are used to sailing. Leave it to them."

"Then how many such sailors do you have now?"

"Eighty thousand."

"Eighty thousand?"

Yang Feng couldn't help exclaiming.

"Along the river, all coastal guards have transport troops, totaling more than [-], but they are not only transporting grain, but also patrolling at sea to hunt down Japanese pirates, but they can be used to transport grain by sea when needed."

Xie Gui said.

So the success of Zheng He's voyages to the West is well understood.

With a huge de facto navy with a staff of 8 and sailing at sea all year round, it is of course easy to support him to go to the West.

It was more than ten years after he went to the West, and Chen Xuan led the navy to turn against him during the Jingnan War, which means that he did not suffer much loss. For more than ten years, the backbone at this time is still there, no matter the navigation ability or the sea. The combat capabilities are still maintained, and the rest is to build a treasure ship and go southward.Although this is indeed an offshore navy, it is also active at sea all year round. Once such a navy dies, as Xie Gui said, without the generation who are familiar with the sea, it will be difficult to recover. Well, this kind of navy is tempered by countless winds and waves, and countless deaths. If you want to have the same navy, you have to use countless deaths to hone it again.

So as long as Zhu Yuanzhang wants to do it, the strength of this navy is enough for him to go on an expedition to Japan.

It is easier to go to the country of Wa than to Liaodong. Gather in Busan, enter the Tsushima Warm Current and go straight to Sado Island. With the strength of the country at this time, it is almost impossible to regain it. With this island in hand, it is enough for Zhu Yuanzhang to see the reality. The benefits of being here are gone.

Doesn't he like gold?
In this case, Yang Feng had nothing to say, and the route was determined in this way. Anyway, for him, as long as he didn't take the mountain road, he went back to his residence to rest, and when he entered the door, he saw Xiaoyu standing by the bed, and There was also a huge steaming wooden barrel in the room, her face flushed as if she had been steamed in the heat, and she even changed into a dress that was obviously more suitable for contact with water...

It's like a steamed bun just served in a steamer.

"Uh, didn't they give you a room?"

he said suspiciously.

"If you go back to the young master, the servants are there to serve the young master. Naturally, there is no need to arrange a separate room. After the servants serve the young master to take a bath and rest, just spread out the mat on the ground. If you need anything at night, the young master can serve you nearby."

Xiaoyu lowered her head and said.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, so this waiter should just pass a urinal, right?
Must be.

"I'd better wash it myself!"

He said.

Previously on Mount Wutai, because his embassy was still under construction, he always lived in tents.

Of course, it was impossible for Xiaoyu to squeeze into the tent with him, so he went down the mountain by himself when he was about to sleep. Yang Feng had never encountered such a scene, but now it was very embarrassing.

"My lord, the servant is serving the young master under the order of the princess. It is the servant's duty to serve the young master to take a bath. But the young master has needs, and the servant is naturally only the young master's order."

Xiaoyu also blushed more and more as she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and her head also became lower and lower...

"Well, I'm not very used to this decadent way of life. It will take some time. You'd better go back to the princess first, and tell her that I don't need to serve at night."

Yang Feng said.

The decadent and degenerate feudal era!

(Thanks to the little Taoist priests on Saga Mountain, ghosts and gods, Yuan Suiyun and others for their rewards)
(End of this chapter)