Wang Baobao, the king of Qi in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, was called a strange man by Emperor Hongwu.

In Yue Lin's mouth, he became a native chicken and a tile dog.

Zhu Di's eyes widened and he said in confusion: "The Tatars of the Northern Yuan Dynasty are good at bow riding, but often our Central Plains infantry have suffered heavy losses before they even get close."

"Shiro is not talented. If we want to fight against Bei Yuan, our Ming Dynasty must train an elite iron cavalry so that we can not fall behind on the battlefield."

In the Central Plains, the terrain is complex and there are many towns and villages, so the cavalry may not be able to exert its charge advantage.

If the battlefield were placed in Mobei, there would be grassland as far as the eye can see.

The Mongolian cavalry can give full play to its advantages.

"No."

Yue Lin smiled and said: "It is not the best idea to use a horse to control a horse. Raising horses as a teacher now is just a temporary measure."

"Why can the Mongolian cavalry dominate the world? Just because the combat distance is lengthened, the Central Plains infantry often cannot touch them."

Zhu Di nodded and said, "That's why I, the Ming Dynasty, used cavalry as a check and balance! For the sake of the Northern Expedition, the Holy One encouraged the whole country to raise horses."

Yue Lin took a sip of noodle soup and said with a smile: "The Central Plains is not a horse farm. The horses raised by the people can be said to be of mixed quality, and some of them cannot be used on the battlefield at all."

"Our people in the Central Plains are full of martial virtue. In the past, there were the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, when princes competed for hegemony. Later, in the late Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Song and Yuan Dynasties, competed for hegemony. The soldiers were ferocious and would never lose to the Mongols."

"Actually, we only need to further increase the combat distance so that even the cavalry can't touch us, then we can win!"

So that even the cavalry can't touch it?

Zhu Di shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Master, you are deceiving Shiro again!"

"My disciple is young, but he has also read a lot of military books. Apart from siege equipment, are there any weapons with a longer range than bows and arrows?"

Siege equipment, giant crossbows, and artillery are inconvenient to carry.

In addition, it needs to be arranged in advance. If it is encountered in the wild, especially in the Mobei grassland, it is impossible to use it extensively.

"What the Yi and Di fear in the Central Plains are firearms!"

Yue Lin smiled slyly, "My division is currently researching a firearm. If it goes well, the cavalry will be completely withdrawn from the stage of history!"

"By then, my Ming Dynasty will not even mention the defeat of Beiyuan, but even the expedition to Fusang and Annan will be no problem!"

Firearms that can destroy the Mongolian cavalry?

Zhu Silang's little heart was beating "bang bang" non-stop. No wonder the master said that what he taught was all about dragon slaying!

If such firearms were mastered by someone with intentions and used for rebellion, wouldn't it be easy to overthrow the imperial court?

"No! We must make Master a member of our Zhu family!"

Little did Yue Lin know that his casual remarks would make Zhu Silang's face full of confusion.

"What? Today's noodles are not delicious?"

"It's delicious..."

Zhu Di blushed and asked in a low voice: "Master, I heard that you are not married yet?"

Yue Lin coughed twice, then touched Zhu Di's forehead lovingly, "Smelly boy! Why is there a home when the Northern Yuan Dynasty is not destroyed? Why should a man have no wife?"

Naturally, Yue Lin would not tell his disciple, because the county prince was the poorest person in Fengyang.

There were matchmakers before, but when the girl saw that the Yue Lin family was living in poverty and had to grow vegetables every day, she declined them all.

This actually made Yue Lin feel clean. He no longer had family feuds, and he thought about how to make the people of Fengyang rich and well-fed every day.

After the battlefield, everything is in ruins.

Even if Fengyang becomes a paradise, it is exactly what Yue Lin wants.

"Master! Actually, I have a sister!"

Zhu Di was overjoyed and said bluntly: "She is very beautiful!"

Zhu Disheng was handsome, and his father was equally heroic. Yue Lin had confidence in the good looks of this family.

"Ahem! Even though I am the magistrate of Fengyang County, you are also aware of the current living conditions."

Yue Lin said awkwardly: "I can only guarantee that I will not have to worry about food and clothing. As for the fine clothes and food, I still need to work hard to become a teacher."

"Alas! It's all the emperor's fault. He is too stingy and his salary is too small!"

Zhu Di ignored Yue Lin's complaints and immediately said happily: "So, master, are you willing?"

Yue Lin smiled and said: "I am willing, but the girl may not be willing! Put away the dishes and chopsticks, and I will teach you to study!"

Zhu Di ran away and ran outside. Yue Lin shook his head helplessly: "Even if you don't want to wash the dishes, you don't have to react like this!"

The ignorant young man Zhu Silang is now writing furiously, using all the words taught to him by Mr. Song Lian and Mr. Liu Sanwu to describe his master as a great person in the world.

"Hurry up and deliver it to Yingtian Mansion!"

"Yes, His Highness King Yan!"

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Yingtian Mansion, Imperial Palace.

The girl is sitting alone in a long pavilion. She is sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round oval face, eyes like paint, skin as shiny as snow, and eyebrows like a painting.

It is Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest daughter, Princess Zhu Yingrao of Ningguo.

"Girl."

Ma Xiuying, who is the Queen, wears a long dress worn by ordinary people for who knows how many years.

"The daughter pays homage to her mother."

Zhu Yingrao's delicate smile is as refreshing as spring breeze. She is twenty-eight years old and can already be married.

As the princess of Ningguo, Zhu Yingrao did not have the right to choose her husband like ordinary women.

She will become a tool for royal marriage, and her husband will be nothing more than a noble nobleman in the court, or a descendant of a general.

In short, he is definitely not the person he likes.

"Why are you so unhappy?"

Queen Ma lovingly pulled Princess Ning Guo beside her.

"My daughter has reached the age of marriage..."

Princess Ning Guo said discouragedly: "My father must have chosen a husband for his daughter when he returns from Fengyang this time."

Empress Ma touched Zhu Yingrao's hand and said comfortingly: "It is normal for a woman to marry and start a family. At your age, my mother has already married your father!"

Zhu Yingrao pouted the cherry and said displeasedly: "The emperor and the empress are in love with each other, why does my daughter want to marry you, a person she has never met?"

"She also said that she is a princess of the Ming Dynasty, and she is not as good as a private woman, so she can be with her beloved."

When Queen Ma heard this, she felt a little distressed despite her displeasure.

The princess born from a concubine is already coveted by all the nobles and nobles in the court.

Not to mention Princess Ningguo, who is the eldest daughter, the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Yingrao didn't want to argue with her mother, so she casually said, "Didn't my father come back already? Why didn't he see his fourth brother who went with him?"

On weekdays, Zhu Di has a lively and out-of-the-box personality, and his relationship with Zhu Yingrao is the closest.

The two siblings often talk about everything.

"Your fourth brother recognized a husband and stayed in Fengyang to study."

Empress Ma shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Chongba is really messing around! Let the fourth child go far away alone!"

While mother and daughter were having a heart-to-heart talk, Princess Ningguo's personal maid held a letter in her hand and quietly signaled to Zhu Yingrao.

"Mother, it's getting late, and my father has to go to court. Go and see him quickly!"

Zhu Yingrao smiled playfully, Empress Ma had the worst temper towards this beloved daughter.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to see your father right now!"
Chapter completed!