Jingnan Strategy

Chapter 527 The east wind enters the law
"Hey..."

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

"Yi Zhang!"

In May, when a whine sounded in the Green Willow Manor beside a large lake hundreds of miles away, a hurried female voice also sounded.

Kunming Hospital is a tertiary-level hospital covering an area of ​​several thousand acres. It has more than 600 surgeons and surgeons and more than 3,000 students. It is both a school and a hospital.

With the continuous development and research of physics, chemistry, and biology in Ming Dynasty, life sciences and medicine have also entered the track of scientific development.

Among them, anatomy allowed doctors to have a correct understanding of human organs, the discovery and use of microscopes allowed doctors to understand cells, and the discovery of bacteria allowed doctors to understand the pathology of smallpox, cholera, plague, tuberculosis, and anthrax, which were major diseases of the century. and prevention methods.

The two major southwest hospitals, Kunming and Jiaozhi, mainly study plateau cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, malaria and other high-incidence diseases in the rainforest and plateau.

Because of this, when Zhu Gaochi, who was in the third grade of high school, was admitted to Kunming Hospital, local doctors quickly diagnosed the cause of Zhu Gaochi's illness.

"It's okay. It's probably gout caused by obesity. It has nothing to do with the main cause. All you need to do is fix your feet and don't touch them. Now the main thing is to pay attention to diet control, especially not to consume too much sugar."

"Yes..." Upon seeing this, Doctor Zhang withdrew from the small hospital and quickly asked someone to send the news to Beijing.

"Your Majesty, where is Your Highness..." Yi Shiha asked, while Zhu Gaoxu nodded and said:
"Let him go and have a look. It will also be a good time to see what the current situation is like in the southwest."

"Sigh... I have already lived to be fifty years old, and I am worthy of it. Have you not looked at your grandfathers? Not many of them have lived past fifty."

The production and extraction of oxygen is not difficult. This technology was developed by Europeans in the 18th century. The Ming Dynasty had already obtained it in the research of Taixue, but it was expensive and the method was simple.

Dr. Zhang shook his head, which made Mr. Zhang and Zhu Zhanji next to him change their expressions.

Moreover, the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau is a place with a high incidence of heart and brain diseases. Zhu Di was not very good at his age in the past. Current medical methods can be said to be helpless against diseases such as cerebral infarction and myocardial infarction. Zhu Di will not take this risk.

"That's fine." Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears, and Zhu Gaochi was still interested and joked:
"Well, let's see, I probably have to confess this year..."

Zhu Gaochi was right. Only seven of Zhu Yuanzhang's twenty-six sons are still alive today, and only ten of them have lived past the age of fifty.

It's best if the eldest brother is fine, but as far as the eldest brother's illness is concerned, it is undoubtedly a terminal illness in this era.

Each pig bladder looks cheap, but together with the oxygen contained inside, each one is worth hundreds of dollars.

In his current situation, it is hard to say whether it is 100% safe to travel to the southwest, even with anti-malarial powder.

While making the judgment, he couldn't help but feel a little headache and said: "Your Highness, there are too many complications caused by these three highs. Diabetes is the main cause, and there are also gout and other heart, lung, and kidney diseases."

Yi Shiha was worried that Zhu Di would learn about his eldest son's situation, so he headed to the southwest in a hurry.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Zhang felt that iron could not be made into steel, while Dr. Zhang bowed and said:
"Your Highness, your condition has stabilized, but the follow-up situation still depends on the follow-up."

"Speak now, my father will not be ignorant of the importance."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the memorial written by Zhang Yuyi, frowned and handed the memorial to Yi Shiha beside him: "Now you can tell my father the news, together with the memorial."

In a quiet little courtyard, an imperial doctor in his fifties just casually looked at Zhu Gaochi's condition and determined the cause of his pain.

Zhu Gaochi's breathing became much smoother and he joked: "If you ask me, it would be better to die at home, where it would be easier to bury him."

Seeing that he had difficulty breathing, two intern doctors immediately provided him with a pig bladder. The pig bladder placed here will allow Zhu Gaochi to breathe smoothly for at least two quarters of an hour. As for other oxygen bladders, they are still being made.

Of course, Zhu Gaochi has no such worries. As long as he feels difficulty breathing, the two interns caring for him will puncture a pig bladder for him and use a medical tube made of rubber to transport it into his nasal cavity.

"Can we have more oxygen? I see him having trouble breathing."

Zhu Gaoxu said this, and Yi Shiha also said: "The Supreme Emperor is coming back from Nanjing soon. Should we tell him when he comes back from Nanjing, or should we tell him now?"

"Although His Majesty has asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to bring the Royal Physician from Beijing, but..."

If it is used for breathing, only a dozen breaths can consume one, and civilians cannot afford it.

"It's useless if you don't tell me. Dr. Zhang said that it's hard to cure with just medicine and can only be controlled. I either died on the hospital bed or on the road."

"Dad, please stop saying a few words." Zhu Zhanji sighed helplessly, while Zhu Gaochi clicked his tongue.

"Bah! Don't say unlucky words." Ms. Zhang spat quickly, and Zhu Zhanji was also quite helpless.

From this point of view, if he really died at the age of fifty, it would be considered a "long life".

"You don't compare with the good ones, you only care about comparing with the bad ones, you are heartless."

"Let me report to Your Majesty." Zhu Gaochi nodded and said, "Besides, His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to use it anymore. It's quite a hassle to run around."

The mother and son were worried and desperate, while Zhu Gaochi was lying on the hospital bed, his face red and oily, breathing heavily.

He didn't expect that the old man, who had just experienced life and death, would still be in the mood to make such a joke.

"By the way, Zhanji, have you asked someone to repair my tomb? Start repairing it as soon as possible. If I die, my coffin will have to be rested for a few years. It may stink before I'm buried."

"Since your condition has stabilized, I will first let someone report to Your Majesty."

Zhu Gaoxu still felt more at ease with the old man. Although the old man was more anxious about the Northern Expedition, he still had a general understanding of other matters.

Zhang's voice was filled with tears. Doctor Zhang felt ashamed and said: "Mercury oxide can't extract oxygen faster, but please rest assured, Princess, your highness's oxygen will never be interrupted."

Mrs. Zhang was crying and scolding, but Zhu Gaochi didn't refute when he saw this, he just showed an indifferent attitude.

Next to him were pig bladders filled with gas, which contained pure oxygen.

Thinking like this, Zhu Gaoxu also relaxed a little and leaned back on the chair.

"Look at you, you look so sad. Why do you feel like you are leaving soon?"

By the time the news reached Beijing, it was already the end of May.

Maybe it's like a memorial, and the boss has only happened in the past few years.

"Your Majesty, Huang Fu, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, has something to report."

"Proclaim"

The sound of singing and singing rang out from outside the hall, and Zhu Gaoxu subconsciously played it accurately. After a while, Huang Fu walked into the side hall and bowed:
"Your Majesty, the route of the Jiangnan Railway from Ningbo to Nanjing has been drawn up and can be built first."

"Since it can be built, let's build it. What about the other railways to Jilin and Dingliao?"

Zhu Gaoxu asked Huang Fu, and Huang Fu nodded and said, "Your Majesty, the Changji Railway can start construction at any time. The Dingliao Railway has surveyed a 600-mile route. It is okay to start construction, but I am afraid that there will be problems with the subsequent routes."

"Then we will start construction on the Changji Railway first. After this railway is completed, I will find an opportunity to go back and take a look."

Zhu Gaoxu said this, but Huang Fu frowned when he heard this and said: "Your Majesty is a man of ten thousand gold, and he leaves the capital at will. This..."

"The body of ten thousand gold also needs to take a breather." Zhu Gaoxu interrupted Huang Fu's advice. Huang Fu didn't know how to respond when he heard this, so he could only sigh and then bowed and left Wuying Hall.

As he left, a tall official passed by him and appeared in Wuying Hall.

His appearance attracted the attention of Xu Shuo and others in the main hall, but he only bowed and saluted, and then walked to the side hall and bowed: "Please, my father-in-law, I will pass the news on my behalf. Wang Ji, the great scholar of the palace, will return to the capital to report on his work."

"Wang Ji?" Xu Shuo and others were surprised when they heard this name.

Wang Ji actually returned to Beijing, and they haven't received the news yet.

"Your Majesty, Wang Ji, the great scholar of the Imperial Palace, has returned to Beijing to report on his work."

"Xuan!"

In the hall, Zhu Gaoxu's voice sounded, and Wang Ji also walked into the side hall holding a wat tablet and bowed five times and kowtowed three times:
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, may you live forever..."

"There's no need to talk about the occasion. Get up and give me a seat."

Zhu Gaoxu's majestic voice sounded, and Wang Ji also stood up respectfully and sat on the chair carried by the two eunuchs.

He looked up at the emperor, somewhat surprised.

It has been twenty-one years since he last saw each other, and he himself has turned from twenty-eight years old to half a century old.

He originally thought that the emperor was like this, but when he saw him, Zhu Gaoxu, who was actually forty-eight years old, looked only in his thirties.

But if you think about it carefully, this person seems to have looked more mature when he was young, and it is normal for him to be more resistant to aging.

"You have been touring places for more than 20 years and have made a lot of achievements. I originally intended to confer a title on you, but after thinking about it carefully, I was worried that it would make you too conspicuous, so I put it aside for the time being."

Zhu Gaoxu expressed his thoughts. He wanted Wang Ji to join the cabinet as an honorary minister. This would set a precedent, and things like Nan Ming's refusal to allow honorary ministers to enter the cabinet would not happen in the future.

"No matter how virtuous or capable I am, Your Majesty does not have to worry about mediocre ministers."

Wang Ji was really flattered this time. There were not many civil servants in the Ming Dynasty who were awarded titles, and there was only one Sun Cheng in the entire Yongle and Hongxi Dynasties.

Although Sun Cheng was not as capable as most people above the temple, it was not surprising that Sun Cheng had been following the emperor since Jilin City and was awarded a title for his military exploits.

Although he also had military merits, the natives of Jiaozhi were not strong in combat, they were just more difficult to deal with, so he did not think that he could obtain a title based solely on his merits in stationing in Jiaozhi.

"With you in the palace, I can feel a little more at ease. You don't have to belittle yourself about the title. If I say you can do it, you can do it."

As Zhu Gaoxu said this, he also asked: "What do you think of the current situation in the court?"

"I think that although there is skin infection, it is not a serious problem."

Wang Ji reported truthfully, but he added: "Of course, this means under His Majesty's rule."

His words are cryptic, but it is easy to hear that without Zhu Gaoxu's presence, the problem of skin rash is not necessarily just the problem of rash, and this is what Zhu Gaoxu has always been worried about.

Today's Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly the peak period of the feudal monarchy, and the person who pushed the feudal monarchy to its peak is none other than himself.

Because of this, during this period when the emperor's personal will was dominant, his decisions determined whether the Ming Dynasty was rising or falling.

The Ming Dynasty's national power undoubtedly reached its peak during the Hongxi period, and domestic conflicts were resolved by Zhu Gaoxu's methods.

No matter whether it is people from the north or the south, who would say that today is not a prosperous age and the world is not holy?
This is something to praise and something to worry about.

Zhu Gaoxu is already forty-eight years old, and no one knows how many years he can remain in power. Once he dies, whether many of the existing policies can still be maintained, and whether the new monarch's methods can coerce the world as they are now, these are all unstable factors.

Wang Ji had not communicated directly with Zhu Zhanhe, so he did not know Zhu Zhanhe's actual ability as the prince.

But in his opinion, it would be difficult for people like Zhu Gaoxu to appear again. No matter how outstanding the future generations are, it would be difficult to surpass him.

No matter who takes the throne, the imperial power cannot maintain absolute control at the moment.

"The main reason why you are allowed to join the cabinet is because of your profound military insights. The cabinet not only handles government affairs, but also handles military affairs."

Zhu Gaoxu glanced outside the hall and seemed to see the four bachelors in the hall.

"They are good at calculating economic accounts, but not so good at military calculations."

"After you join the cabinet, you will be the leader and Xu Shuo will be the assistant. Key matters must be argued for based on reason. I will always stand behind you."

Zhu Gaoxu gave Wang Ji his greatest support in a few words. Wang Ji was moved when he heard the words: "I should devote my whole life to death."

"There's no need to die, just live well." Zhu Gaoxu chuckled, then looked over and said:

"Take him to communicate with Xu Shuo and get familiar with government affairs."

"Your servant accepts your order." Yi Shiha bowed and bowed. Wang Ji also bowed and said, "I will retire."

The two left the side hall soon and came to the main hall to start the handover work.

After Wang Ji arrived, he and Xu Shuo would jointly handle the memorials to the Sixth Army Governor's Office, and Yi Shiha also implicitly stated that Wang Ji was the main one and Xu Shuo was the assistant.

Xu Shuo had already prepared for this, so when the incident came, he did not appear panicked, but directly acknowledged his identity as Wang Ji's deputy.

After the explanation, Yi Shiha turned around and left the place.

During this period, Yang Rong and Yang Pu had been secretly observing Wang Ji.

Wang Ji dealt with a lot of Qingliu in Jiangnan, so they naturally didn't have a good look on Wang Ji.

But after all, Wang Ji had just joined the cabinet. If they excluded Wang Ji, it would inevitably make the emperor unhappy, which would be more than worth the gain.

The Jiangnan Railway has not yet been completed, so it would be better for them to stay as safe as possible during this period.

Thinking like this, they were immersed in the time of governing the country.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away at sea, a huge fleet also successfully arrived at a prosperous harbor city.

A plaque with the official script of Beimen Port (San Francisco) appeared in front of everyone, and this was the second city of Beizhou Xuanwei Division, Beimen County, which is close to the sea.

The fleet consisting of ten treasure ships and twenty big fortune ships slowly sailed into the bay and docked in the harbor of Beimen Port.

As the ship came to a stop, a ship began to lower its ladder, and a Ming soldier wearing a mandarin duck jacket stepped down.

On the dock, thousands of eagerly awaited officers and soldiers and hundreds of nervous exiled prisoners were waiting nervously.

As more than 5,000 soldiers on the ship walked off the deck, a military attache stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Chunzuo, who was in his forties and wearing a unicorn uniform:

"Uncle, Beizhou Xuanwei envoy Meng Mao has come to replace you and your brothers."

As soon as the military attaché opened his mouth, Zhang Chun smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Your father and I have known each other for many years. I feel very relieved that you are watching over the Beizhou Xuanwei Department."

"By the way, where is Dongzhou's fleet?" Zhang Chun looked behind Meng Mao, and Meng Mao said:
"They went south first. After all, gold and silver are mainly in the south. It is most important to transport gold and silver back to the Central Plains."

"That's true." Zhang Chun stroked his long beard and at the same time ordered around him:

"Help the brothers carry their things. After you get familiar with the place, you can carry the gold on the ship."

"Follow your orders!" The voices around him responded dullly, while Meng Mao looked at the hundreds of people wearing common clothes.

"Uncle Zhang, this..."

"These, these are the good talents I discovered locally, and I am going to recommend them to join the army."

Zhang Chun said with a smile: "They have passed the test. Taking them back to start as soldiers can be regarded as a crime for their fathers."

"By the way, I'd better tell you about Beizhou first. This..."

Zhang Chun began to explain the situation of Beizhou Xuanwei Division, and at the same time, he led Meng Mao to a nearby wine shop and sat down.

The waiter at the wine shop began to serve the food, and Zhang Chun and Meng Mao were talking and eating.

After thirteen years of development, Beizhou Xuanweisi now has a population of more than 300,000, half of whom are local native women.

Here, there are no restrictions on marrying wives and concubines. As long as you can afford it, you can marry as many as you want.

In addition, more than two million acres of local cultivated land have been cultivated, and there are no large-scale natives within nearly a thousand miles.

Relying on the two million acres of cultivated land in the Central Valley, nearly 1.8 million shi of grain is produced every year, of which more than 300,000 shi can be supplied to the Dongzhou Xuanwei Division in the south.

Therefore, it is difficult for the population of Dongzhou Xuanwei Division in the south to grow. After all, the north has only had enough food for a few years.

In addition, Beizhou Xuanwei Division mines a lot of gold and silver every year, so Zhang Chun deliberately reminded:

"There is a lot of gold and silver in Beizhou, but if you want to do it, you have to be restrained."

"Uncle Zhang, I understand what you mean, but I am here under the prince's order this time. I will not touch Beizhou's gold and silver."

As soon as Zhang Chun finished speaking, Meng Mao rejected his proposal.

Just like Meng Zhang, Meng Mao also has a very upright character. That's why Meng Ran felt that his elder brother would beat him to death.

Meng Mao knew that many overseas officials were corrupt, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only restrain himself and his subordinates. As for reporting others, that was something even his father did not dare to do.

"The Crown Prince's decree?"

Zhang Chun was slightly surprised and completely ignored Meng Mao's inability to talk about Beizhou Gold and Silver.

He didn't think so when he first came here, but as time went by and he saw more and more gold and silver in the warehouse, no matter how hard he persisted, he couldn't resist his greed in the end.

If he is like this, Meng Mao may not be much better.

"The Western Yi attacked the Xuanwei Division at Kunlun Cape. Your Majesty is worried that the Western Yi will learn about Beizhou and Dongzhou from other countries in the future, so he is preparing to support some forces on the east coast of Beizhou and Dongzhou."

"The main purpose of my visit this time is to support several tribes to become the eyes and ears of the Xuanwei Division."

"In this way, even if the Westerners land on the east coast, we will be prepared to drive them away."

"The next development of the Xuanwei Department will probably be tilted towards Haimen County (Cuba), relying on Haimen County to patrol the north and south seas."

After Meng Mao finished explaining the situation, Zhang Chun nodded and said: "Although this Beizhou is not as rich in resources as Dongzhou, this valley alone can cultivate tens of millions of acres of cultivated land. It is a rare treasure land."

"Only by cultivating enough food here can the three countries of Dongzhou in the south be willing to mine resources for the imperial court. It seems that you have a heavy burden on your shoulders."

Zhang Chun sighed a few times, but Meng Mao smiled and said: "No problem, if you can't even endure this little hardship, how can you talk about being loyal to the emperor and patriotic?"

"Oh!"

"Be careful!"

There was a chaotic sound, and Meng Mao looked sideways, only to see a box on a carriage falling down and rolling out a pile of silver.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Chun suddenly shouted, and the soldiers bowed quickly when they heard this, and then put back the silver scattered on the ground.

Finally, they re-fixed the box on the cart with the flag "Zhang" hanging on it.

There are several boxes like this on the entire truck.

Judging from the amount of silver that just dropped, one box contains at least several thousand taels, and this cart may contain no less than 20,000 taels.

There are more than a dozen carts like this, and they all hang the flag with the word "Zhang".

"In the past, my father said that Uncle Zhang could be considered a loyal and upright person, but now it seems..."

Meng Mao sighed in his heart, but on the surface he bowed to Zhang Chun calmly: "Uncle Zhang, is there anything else you want to explain to me?"

"No more. I have conquered and conquered all the large tribes thousands of miles away in Xuanwei Division. There are only a hundred or so small tribes left. Even if they all swarm up, they may not be your opponent."

"If you really want to explain something, then don't blame me for being nosy." Zhang Chun stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Although these women from Beizhou have a different taste, you are the future heir to the Duke's Palace after all. It's okay to touch them, but you'd better be careful not to give birth to your heirs."

Meng Mao thought that Zhang Chun would tell him something important, but he didn't expect that he would actually tell him to be careful with women.

Hearing this, Meng Mao was speechless, thinking that it was indeed peaceful and without war, even Zhang Chun, a veteran who had joined the army during the Hongwu period, was off guard.

"Kid, remember, Uncle Zhang, please do your work first. I'll walk around and take a look."

Meng Mao didn't want to continue discussing with Zhang Chun. Now he just felt that Zhang Chun's whole body smelled of copper, and he no longer had the high spirits of the past.

"Shi Heng, bring Commander Meng a horse!"

Seeing that Meng Mao didn't want to talk, Zhang Chun immediately shouted to an ordinary soldier wearing a mandarin duck jacket among the crowd.

Hearing this, Shi Heng quickly brought a horse from the nearby stable and handed the horse's rein to Meng Mao respectfully.

"Thank you."

Meng Mao thanked him, which made Shi Heng stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he saw that Meng Mao had already walked out on horseback.

Looking at Meng Mao's back, Shi Heng couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"A true man, this is what you should do!"

(End of this chapter)