It’s not that Ding Yi is a workaholic, but that he is constantly pushing him forward. Now, he has truly realized the greater his ability, the greater his responsibility.=It is very difficult to enter Tibet in Shu, and there is no need to mention a lot of terrain textual research. The seven words "The Dadu River crosses the iron chains" refer to the necessary path to enter Tibet, and there are no roads these days.

Although the throat of the Tibet was still under the hands of the Ming Dynasty and there was no siege, the rugged mountain roads, steep peaks, and turbulent rivers were definitely an extremely difficult road. More than 200 civilians who received the war report from the capital to Jiangsu and Zhejiang Road, transporting food and ammunition, stayed on this road forever. As for the falls and injuries, although the number of words "very large number" was not written on the war report, it was known that it was completely impossible to count. Even the officers and soldiers of the First Division of the Ming Dynasty who were escorting, there were double-digit non-war injured soldiers.

"Sir, I haven't stopped these days, can I have a final plan?" Zhang Yu was a person who could communicate with Ding. After knowing what Ding Yi was anxious about, he was concerned about the serious things Ding Yi was doing.

Ding Yi was completely gone and shook his head with a bitter expression, "I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for the time being."

"Shu's land support for the first division of the Ming Dynasty is more than 20,000, which should be able to support it for the country of Tianfu. However, the various materials required for the fleet's expedition are unlikely to be borne by Guangdong and Guangxi." Zhang Yu also felt a headache. Guangxi had been completed for several years, but Guangxi was originally the place of a 100,000 mountain. In the past, it was relied on Uncle Zhong to organize a fleet to sell rice from the city to raise soldiers. Now, after the land reform is completed, it is great to be able to support the Fourth Division of the Ming Dynasty after the operation in the past few years.

As for Guangdong, there is no Hou Dagou. Even if Wang Yanshan is controlled by Ding Yi and no longer makes any troubles inside, he can only implement it slowly.

"Sir, sister, this is wrong!" Zhang Mao listened beside him, but he spoke, "Before, Guangxi relied on the Chameng rice soldier who was sold. Now he can support himself. So can the food and grass sold can be used as materials needed by the fleet?" Before he finished speaking, he screamed "ahoh" and jumped up with his head in his arms.

Needless to say, Ding Ruyu is the one who dares to knock on the head of British Duke Zhang Mao.

"The bigger the more stupid. There are three extra land brigades in Alagan. No need to eat?" Although Ding Ruyu commanded the new army and was constantly complained by the officers from Hu Shan and Rongcheng Academy, on the big side, she had been leading troops for so long, but she was all in her heart.

Whether it is the expedition of the fleet or the entry of the First Division of the Ming Dynasty, it requires food, grass and ammunition, and it is all dependent on manpower these days. If the entire China serves war machines, it would be fine. If there are still things that are often suppressed and quarrels happening again and again. How can we do it? And the places where the scholars and officials in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, and Huguang are the most concentrated must be the most stubborn, and Ding Yi must have to conduct an investigation.

Ding Yi sighed and said, "If it doesn't work, put down the work propaganda team, organize the farmers' association, and use the strategy of surrounding the city in the countryside. Huguang, Jiangxi, and Zhejiang, don't touch the hinterlands of Huguang, Jiangxi, and Zhejiang. We can't afford to delay it. If we can't take the lead in the Age of Discovery, the countries in Europe will not wait for us. There are many capable people in Europe. Look at the design of the cannon, they will learn it soon, alas."

If the government and gentry cannot effectively implement the food supply in one's and gentry, or to put it simply, the land reform cannot be implemented, then Ding Yi will consider temporarily isolating these places and start with Guangdong, Guangxi, Fujian and Sichuan.

Zhang Yu frowned, but asked Ding Yi: "But no matter what, the expeditionary fleet always needs material funds."

Ding Yi could only smile bitterly, but soon he comforted Zhang Yu: "Don't worry too much."

It’s not about whether to worry or not. The problem will always be. If you want to go to sea, you have to have ammunition and food... These are actually secondary. More important issues. The military fleet alone cannot be colonized. If there is no private capital to follow up, it is a big problem. If you win, you don’t have the manpower and material resources to grab the fruits of victory. If you get a plundering money and population, it is actually not ideal. A blind bear pulls corn, throws one by one, and in the end you will be holding those two in your hand.

"Ruyu, you have to go to Guangdong." Ding Yi thought about it and made such a decision very difficult. "When Huang Xiaoyang was pacified, you had dealt with the gentry in Guangdong and went to tell them about the huge profits of sea trade and the prosperity of overseas." As he said that, Zhang Mao was also assigned an errand, "You go back to the capital and organize the nobles who want to participate in going out to the sea as soon as possible, so that they can gather in Tianjin."

Ding Yi is planning the worst.

Ruyu was naturally not very happy, but she knew the importance of the matter, but she did not resist too much, so Zhang Mao was a little embarrassed: "Sir, what should you do with your guard when you return to Beijing?"

"Isn't Lao Cao the house of Wang Dahu? The guard troops stationed a battalion there, and there are two battalions near Chun'an. What can we do? Could it be that Shilin dares to attack?" Ding Yi shook his head and said disrespectfully, "Governing the local area and coordinating the overall situation is a chore. If we are fighting, killing, whether the team is fighting or in line with the front, who are we afraid of?"

Zhang Mao could only nodded when he heard this. Ding Yi really had the confidence to say this.

After a long time of work with Ding, both the British Duke and Ding Ruyu were used to the decisive rhythm. Everything was explained clearly. Before lunch, they took their personal guards out of the city.

Watching Zhang Mao and Ruyu leave, Ding Yi said to Zhang Yu softly: "Ruyu is with you." The latter left Zhang Yu with a female guard platoon. These female soldiers are basically female heroes from the world, and they all follow her to see blood outside the pass. Not to mention wearing a gun, a knife in her hand, it is no problem for ordinary men to flirt in a moment.

"Sir, don't comfort me. How can I tell you clearly at this moment?" Zhang Yu replied lightly, but with deep sorrow on her eyebrows. Nothing else, it was for her younger brother Zhang Mao. If you go to lobby for the nobles, you will definitely be one with Ding. All of them will be glorious and all of them will be harmed.

This is not the same as her entering the Ding family's family, because she and Ding Yi were not only married by the empress dowager, but also she was the daughter of a concubine. When she went out, she could not represent the attitude of the British Duke's Mansion. Zhang Maoke was different. The contemporary British Duke, if he advocated Ding Yi like this, he would be tied to death.

"It's good as long as it works." What Ding Yishu can do is to comfort her, perhaps comfort herself again, "The whole mechanism teaches it to operate normally and it will get better slowly. You see, after the land reform in Guangxi has been completed, will it improve in the past two years?"

Zhang Yu didn't say anything more, because in fact, the current situation is no longer a time to choose neutrality. Not only is the British Duke's Mansion, but it is not as good as the Xu family in Nanjing Dagongfang. What's more important is Zhang Mao. His father, that is, the previous British Duke, died. Zhang Mao was only nine years old, and Zhang Fu was over seventy to get Zhang Mao's son. The gap in age makes their relationship closer to the feeling of grandparents and grandchildren.

But it is different for Ding Yi. He was about ten years older than Zhang Mao. When Zhang Fu died in Tumu Fort, Ding Yi was shining and began to become a legend in the Ming army. Zhang Mao naturally placed his dependence on his father and brother on Ding Yi.

The most obvious thing was that Zhang Yu looked up quietly in the distance and said to Ding Yi: "Xiao Mao has never called a sir, brother-in-law."

No matter how much Zhang Mao plays, Ding Yi is a combination of his husband and a strict father in his heart. He really never called Ding Yi's brother-in-law.

Needless to ask, he felt that his master-apprentice relationship with Ding Yi was closer than his brother-in-law and brother-in-law.

Even more sacred.

Ding Yi held Zhang Yu's hand, said no more words of comfort, nor did he say that he was not good, and he taught the Duke of England and Duke of Zhongguo to tie it together. There was no need. For those who were intimate with each other, this seemed fake. He just said to Zhang Yu: "Believe me."

He believes that he can complete the plan to restart China.

Then there is no need to apologize. Zhang Mao will not be implicated by him, but will follow Ding Yi and be recorded in history. The British Duke's Mansion does not have to worry that it will become the target of public criticism after being tied to Duke's Mansion. Because after the social transformation, the problem of land annexation will be solved, and the literati class will find that there are more cost-effective businesses in this world than seeking farmland.

Zhang Yu raised her head and looked at Ding Yi, and her red lips opened: "I respect Mr. I also want to stay with you, but I never believe that Mr. can achieve your ambitions, and I have never believed that she would do your best." She spoke very sincerely, without any resolute taste, nor with a firm tone. She just dyed her heart a little gentle in the cool autumn.

It’s not that she didn’t believe that Ding Yi could make a name for himself. Although she was not sure about the power of the prime minister, the fact that the two governors’ offices and overseas places were obvious to all. Even according to the standard of being a good man singing outside the Donghua Gate, Ding also won the honor of Tanhua. In the world, Ding’s name has long been a hero in storytelling, and has been circulated in many prefectures in China. If this were not a good person, how could there be any outstanding person?

But she and Ding Yi knew each other, and she knew that his ambition was not this.

"You said this to others, but it will not ruin my ambitions?" Ding Yi looked at her with a smile and held her hand.

She smiled and shook her head again: "I don't believe that anyone can teach her to lose her ambition. Even if time passes, my life will be endless. Even if there is a day when I can't bear to say it, it will not be able to lose her ambition."

"Although you don't believe I can do it?"

"Although I don't believe it." Zhang Yu's gentle voice was steady and firm.

Even if Ding Yi wanted to rebel, she would not make such an assertion. What Dante wanted to do was not change the dynasty, but change the system for thousands of years. That was really to teach the sun and the moon to change the new sky: "I don't believe it, but I am by my husband's side."
Chapter completed!