Perhaps only Zhu Xu could realize how serious this natural disaster was in the entire Ming Dynasty.

This natural disaster lasts for so long and severe that it can be found in the five thousand years of the world.

Natural disasters are accompanied by man-made disasters, and the Ming Dynasty will experience a crisis that has never been encountered before.

Zhu Xu passed more than a dozen orders in a row, all of them towards the border generals of the Ming Dynasty. With these troubles, he had no intention of continuing to comment on the memorials. He looked at the weather outside, stretched out his arm, and said, "I'll call Bian Jiao to come out of the palace."

Cao Huachun had already gone to the Sili Supervisor to draft the order. Liu Shimin responded and went to prepare.

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Liu Shimin was dressed in casual clothes and followed Zhu Xu, glanced around and asked in a low voice.

Zhu Xu walked on the street, holding a folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "Go to the south."

"Southern?" Liu Shimin was stunned and then realized that the emperor was going to the Military and Political Court.

Cao Bianjiao and his men were all casually dressed, following Zhu Xu and being alert to the surroundings.

In August, the sun is like a stove, walking on the street, and it is full of heat, making people unable to breathe.

Zhu Xu held a fan to cover his head and looked at the sky. Today's weather is at least forty degrees, and the ground temperature should be forty-five degrees. Such weather is very rare at this time.

Liu Shimin was sweating profusely as he followed Zhu Xu. Seeing that Zhu Xu was slow, he seemed to want to stroll around more, and couldn't help but say, "Master, the weather is too hot, so I'd better go and go back quickly."

Zhu Xu nodded. In such weather, it would be easy to get heatstroke and he stepped faster.

Not long after, I arrived at a huge yard. There was a large stone tablet in front of the yard gate, with the words "Royal Military Court" carved on it.

Zhu Xu's face was a little hot. It was not the weather. These four words were actually written by him, but the words carved were vigorous and hard and powerful. Although they were carved under his handwriting, they were completely different.

"I have to practice more..."

Zhu Xu muttered and walked in.

"Long live my emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

Before I got closer, I heard a series of powerful cry.

Zhu Xu walked forward quickly and saw three rows of young men in their 20 or 20 rows of people wearing single clothes, holding their hands in the open space, shouting loudly and in a deep voice.

"Go in step!"

Under the command of a leading young man, the group of young people strode, stepping on the ground with forceful steps, neat steps, and shouting: "Drink, ha."

When he walked to the end, the young man said, "Stand firmly! Turn back!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

A group of people raised their hands again and shouted loudly. The sound was like a bell, echoing in the yard.

Zhu Xu nodded secretly when he saw it and said, "It's not bad, it's not bad, it's going to have such an effect in less than a month, it's not bad!"

Cao Bianjiao stood behind Zhu Xu and looked a little stunning. This was very different from the existing military training methods of the Ming Dynasty, especially without the eight words "Long live my emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!", thinking about adding it after going back.

"Go in step!"

The young man shouted again and led a group of people to walk back and forth.

Zhu Xu looked at the young man for a long time and said, "Who is this person? Call me here."

Liu Shimin glanced at him and stepped forward and said, "Who is here!"

The young man was shouted in a mess and said loudly with dissatisfaction: "Stop!"

When the team stopped, they turned their heads to look at Zhu Xu and the group of people with ugly expressions. When they saw Zhu Xu, their faces changed and they ran over quickly and were about to kneel on one knee.

Zhu Xu raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, "No gift."

The young man froze and stood up and said, "Yes."

Zhu Xu looked at him, his face dark, his eyes bright, and there was a hot light in his eyes.

Zhu Xu looked curious and smiled and said, "Do you know me?"

The young man raised his hand and said, "I am from Liaodong and have been the guard of Sun Ge Lao for a year. I was recommended by Sun Ge Lao."

Zhu Xu suddenly realized and said, "You are very good, what is your name?"

The young man was quite excited. He was the guard beside Sun Chengzong. He knew the role of the emperor in front of him in the battle of Liaodong. With the "slight" expansion of the textbook, he became more and more respectful.

He bowed there and said excitedly, "Minist Wang Canghai, currently a teacher of the Royal Military Academy."

Zhu Xu smiled and nodded, saying, "Well, it was very good just now. I saw it. Do it well and don't let me down!"

Wang Canghai became more and more excited, knelt on one knee and said in a stern manner: "Thank you, the emperor, I am willing to go through fire and water for the emperor, and I will never refuse!"

Zhu Xu patted his shoulder and turned to the other side to walk.

Wang Canghai clenched his fists, his eyes full of excitement.

After some reforms, there are now two military and political courtyards in the capital. This is the Royal Military Academy and the Royal Court on the other side.

Zhu Xu did not look at the stone tablet this time, walked into the Royal Court and stopped in front of the classroom in the distance.

The classroom was made of glass windows, and Lang Lang's firm voice came from it.

"Loyal to the emperor and serve the country, be honest in politics and love the people, be loyal to your duties, be honest in your duties!"

"Loyal to the emperor and serve the country, be honest in politics and love the people, be loyal to your duties, be honest in your duties!"

"Loyal to the emperor and serve the country, be honest in politics and love the people, be loyal to your duties, be honest in your duties!"

Zhu Xu could see a professor above holding his hands and shouting loudly, while the students below were shouting.

It seemed to have become a habit, and everyone was very excited and had a eager look.

Above the classroom, there is also a portrait of Zhu Xu. On the portrait, Zhu Xu is wearing a dragon robe, majestic and wise.

Zhu Xu stood in the shade with his hands behind his back, looked for a long time, and nodded from time to time, but it was not wasted the "textbook" he had written for so long.

Shen/Yang.

Huang Taiji, Amin, Dorgon, Jirhalang, Tong Yangzhen and others gathered together, all of whom looked cold and seemed to be on fire.

Amin's injury has healed. He stood in front of Huang Taiji and roared angrily: "Mao Wenlong is too presumptuous. He is actually training troops under our noses. Does he want to die!"

Huang Taiji and Dorgon didn't say anything.

Mao Wenlong has been engaged in military training in a huge momentum recently, and is separated from Shen/yang by a Prince River.

Tong Yangzhen glanced at Huang Taiji and said to Amin: "Er Beile, the morale of the Ming Dynasty is in full swing, so it is not appropriate to compete with each other."

The so-called morale of the Ming Dynasty was in full swing, and Tong Yangzhen didn't say anything later: "The morale of the Jin Kingdom is in low."

Amin waved his hand suddenly and said coldly: "So what? Just give me 30,000 people with Mao Wenlong, I will kill directly to Yizhou!"

Tong Yangzhen was not qualified to be here, but the Later Jin Dynasty was so powerful that he had withered in the last battle, so he barely attended. Amin's position in the Later Jin Dynasty was second only to Daishan. Now Daishan is not here, and Huang Taiji does not have enough power to suppress Amin, so when Amin yells, Huang Taiji has to give three points.

Dorgon is only sixteen years old this year. He was suppressed by Huang Taiji before, and his two banners were also taken away. Now he has given him a banner. Dorgon is an extremely smart person who knows how to seek profit and avoid harm.

He also knew very well who would be the real khan in this huge Jin Kingdom!

He sat there expressionlessly. He was not qualified to participate in the battle between the two brothers. He needed to expand his strength without hesitation.

Huang Taiji frowned and glanced at Amin, then glanced at everyone present, lowered his head slightly and said, "Okay. The most important thing now is not Mao Wenlong. I have a shortage of food in Dajin, and the grain price of Shenyang is higher than one day. If I don't think of a way, I will have no food for the Eight Banners."

Amin's face turned red and she said, "Give me 50,000 people, I will wipe out Mao Wenlong immediately, and I will have as much food as I want!"

Huang Taiji frowned even deeper, and said patiently: "Since Mao Wenlong dares to make such a big noise, he is not afraid of us attacking him. If a strong wall and clear the field and the 50,000 troops return in vain, then my Dajin will be even worse. We can't afford to delay."

Huang Taiji knew the situation of the Later Jin Dynasty best. They were not good at farming and had a small population. This year, the summer grain harvest was extremely poor. If they could still rely on looting and smuggling to make up for it from all over the Ming Dynasty, Mongolian and ancient times, the Ming Dynasty has now imposed a severe ban, and the grain cannot be imported. In addition, the previous defeat, the lost food was not replenished at all.

There was already a shortage of food in the Later Jin Dynasty. If it was not replenished, it would not last long.

Now, the only way is to grab it.

The robbery of Mao Wenlong from Liaodong Dusi was originally the best choice and the most likely to succeed, but Mao Wenlong was obviously prepared, and the success rate was the lowest. Moreover, what the Later Jin Dynasty feared most now was that it was in a stalemate with the Ming Dynasty... The Later Jin could not afford to spend it!

Amin was angry by Huang Taiji's attitude and snorted coldly, "Mao Wenlong can't do it, then Chahar can do it? How do you know that they have food? If they burn it in one fire, it's not the same!"

Huang Taiji was a little angry by Amin's nonsense, and said in a cold tone: "Lin Danhan has received dozens of cannons of the Ming Dynasty. If they are not cut off, Dong/King will be in danger again."

Amin looked at Huang Taiji, then looked at Dorgon, Jierharang, Tong Yangzhen and others. She shook her hands and sat down, and said angrily: "Anyway, you are determined to attack Chahar, so what should I discuss with you!"

Seeing Amin’s agreement, Huang Taiji breathed a sigh of relief. Now there are only two major belles left in the Later Jin Dynasty. He does not have enough power to suppress Amin. On the contrary, he has to use his power to consolidate the situation and power of the Jin Kingdom.

He glanced at Amin and looked at Dorgon again and said, "This time, Dorgon also sent 40,000 troops together, and then joined forces with Korchin and Khalkha. Be sure to win in one battle!"

Dorgon nodded indifferently. He had only been leading the troops for half a month, and he had to listen to Huang Taiji's everything.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Tong Yangzhen frowned and said, "Then, Khan, what should we do when Dong/Beijing? If Mao Wenlong makes a fake come true and really comes, what should we do?"

Huang Taiji smiled faintly and said, "I Khan will definitely not be able to do anything in the Ming Dynasty. They will have more trouble than us. As long as we don't start a war, they will not do anything randomly."

Amin was furious and stood up suddenly and said, "Everyone listens to you! But if you lose again this time, don't blame me for using family law to deal with you!"

After saying that, Amin lifted her foot and left.

Huang Taiji looked at his back with a plain face but cold eyes.

Dorgon saw everything in his eyes, sneered in his heart, his expression remained motionless, and he was quietly waiting.

Sure enough, Huang Taiji took a deep breath, turned to look at Dorgon and said, "Dorgon, Duoduo will not go this time. Let him lead four troops and be responsible for guarding the East/Beijing."

Dorgon's eyes flashed with joy, he stood up and said, "Thank you."

Huang Taiji nodded, looked out the door, smiled, and said, "Go and prepare, five days later, send troops!"

"Then, do you still need to inform the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" Degele, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

After this sentence, Jirgalang, who was also silent, also looked up at Huang Taiji.

“No need!”

Huang Taiji stood up suddenly and walked out with great strides.

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