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"This... is this also possible?"

Wang Guoguang looked at the emperor in shock, unbelievable.

As for the Chinese military officials, it is not clear what this monarch and one minister are talking about.

Zhu Yijun looked at the curious look on the face of the military officials of Chaozhong, and said with a smile: "Sweet potatoes, potatoes, a kind of high-yield food!"

"One acre yields about fifty or sixty stones."

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The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty took a deep breath and looked at the emperor in shock.

I thought that only corn had such a terrifying yield.

But when I heard the emperor's words today, these sweet potatoes and potatoes were undoubtedly even more terrifying.

"Your Majesty, this kind of food must be planted in my Ming Dynasty as soon as possible!"

The ministers said hurriedly.

Zhu Yijun nodded slightly and said, "Wang Aiqing."

"The minister is here."

"Distribute the food purchased by the imperial court to various cities in Daming."

"Everyone who wants to grow sweet potatoes and potato crops can get it from the local government office."

"And tax-free for one year, after one year, the harvest will be owned by the people, and you only need to return the amount of grain borrowed on that day."

"The minister obeys the order."

Wang Guoguang responded with a heavy response, and his eyebrows showed excitement.

With this benevolent government, sweet potatoes and potatoes will soon be promoted in the future.

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Royal Garden.

Tan Lun and Li Chengliang followed the emperor on the stone road.

"Now that the Ming Dynasty and its thirteen affiliated countries have all used military forces against the Japanese state, it is only a matter of time to quell the Japanese state."

"I wonder how the two Aiqings view the overall situation of the world today?"

Zhu Yijun asked indifferently and sat on the stone bench.

Tan Lun cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, in the view of this minister, the general trend of the world has never changed since the beginning."

"Whoever has the bigger fist is king!"

"Reminiscent of the time when Emperor Taizu used to conquer foreign tribes on the grasslands many times, and how many generations of soldiers splattered blood on that land."

"In exchange for the stability of the frontier for the past century."

"Nine border towns, the same is true."

"I think that if I want to stretch my fist further, only by stabilizing my frontier land in Daming, can I compete for hegemony in the world."

When Zhu Yijun heard the words, a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, and he nodded: "What Aiqing said is good!"

"Therefore, according to my intention, I called the terrifying general to return to Beijing to report on his duties, and agreed to pacify and destroy the Jurchen!"

"His Majesty……"

Li Chengliang stepped forward and shouted hesitantly.

Zhu Yijun looked at Li Chengliang in surprise, and asked back, "What? What is wrong with Aiqing?"

Li Chengliang bowed his hands and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, although the Jurchen family violated our Daming border before, they are now unknown after all."

"If you rashly send a large army to conquer the Jurchen, it is very likely that other tribes will join forces."

"Then..."

When Li Chengliang said this, the words gradually stopped.

"Why do you need so much nonsense to conquer a Jurchen in this district?"

"If they unite against Daming, then they will be destroyed together!"

"As for the Jurchens, there is only one reason, they are so ugly!"

"It affects my mood!"

"Is that reason enough?"

The emperor looked directly at Li Chengliang with majestic eyes, quietly waiting for his answer.

"Go back, go back to Your Majesty, that's enough!"

Zhu Yijun nodded slightly, stood up suddenly and said, "Someone!"

The valet eunuch stepped forward quickly and respectfully said, "Your Majesty."

"Pass on my will, and order the terrified general to rush to the three guards of Jianzhou, and cooperate with the local government to quell the Jurchen!"