The autumn wind was gradually getting a little frosty. Ding sang together, smiled and shook his head towards the room. While walking, he shook his head helplessly. It seemed that this was a headache for the Minister of War Ma Ang. For him, it was simply a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning, a playful play.

"Young Master!" Cao Jixiang followed. He called Ding someone very enthusiastically, but without waiting for him to continue, Ding Yi signaled him not to say anything.

After returning to the room, Zhang Yu did not mention this matter at all. Although she had sent the guards and brought people from China to look for Ding Yi, she seemed to have never heard of it. When Morena was alone with Ding Yi after dinner, she couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, there is a change in China. Do we need to rush back as soon as possible?"

"No hurry, at least this matter is not more urgent than your plan to take off after childbirth." Ding Yi teased and pinched her straight nose.

But Morena did not have the Chinese family's women. She was a person who knew how to be sensible and knew how to advance and retreat in major events. She always hoped to figure it out: "Why? Your Highness, I heard that your favorite disciple Chen San almost died in the chaos. Isn't this critical enough?" What she saw was Ding Yi's army, which began to lose control.

"Do you know Helen? Yes, it's the Helen who triggered the Trojan horse. I think if she was as lazy as you after giving birth to a child, it would probably not have caused that war." Obviously this made Morena unhappy, Dante turned her face, "Hey, you have to know, I don't mind your figure, but obesity can cause many diseases. We want to go on together, and I will give you the crown of Pharaoh. So, you have to be healthy."

After coaxing Morena, Ding Yi walked into the yard and said to Cao Jixiang: "Call the Minister of War and the Commander of the Ministry of War. Don't rush back to China. Just let them be a counselor on Yang Shousui's side. You have to let the court know how the Japanese ruled. By the way, the silver that was plundered from Kyushu and Izumo was shipped back, which should be enough to manage the river."

"Yes, I'll do it right away." Cao Jixiang bowed and agreed and continued to handle it.

Ding Yi heard someone sighing, faintly. In this autumn wind, a few rays of sorrow came.

"That guy won't let you go." But Zhang Yu walked behind Ding Yi. Her body was always weak. She was already wearing a heavy white fur. "But will this be too much? The court officials are not blind or deaf. What's wrong in the world that can hide it from the world for a long time?"

Zhang Yu didn't ask because she saw through it from the beginning.

The Third Division of the Ming Dynasty is not an old-style army, it is also a unit equipped with rifles, grenade launchers, etc. Even mortars and machine guns are equipped like the First Division of the Ming Dynasty. If there is a mutiny, it will be considered a bloody matter. There will definitely be no such scene, and the Minister Wang and Chen San will not be able to escape.

In addition, Chen San's mastery of the Third Division could not be so bad, so he would not mention the Tiandihui and Zhongyi Society. The backbone of the Duyin tribe was in the army, not to mention Chen and the three of them were still outside the pass. Even if Chen San had entered the pass, it would not be possible to bring Chen San to the point of mutiny. He was still unconscious.

This is a farce, a complete farce. As for Ding Yi easily judged that it was not a yellow robe, Zhang Yu said directly that it was "that" who refused to let Ding Yi go because Ma Ang was not a pig, and other courts of the court and cabinet bosses were not pigs. It would be better to say that this kind of mutiny like the Third Division was better to say that it was an exercise. The court officials did not scold Chen San for being respectful of his troops, but Ma Ang also wrote to Ding Yi, who was so polite because they had enough interests to make them willing to pretend to be pigs.

Ding Yi did not turn around, and he was also a little sad: "It's just an exchange of interests. For such a big drama, the only thing he can exchange with the imperial public is the constitutional one. He probably felt that I didn't want to leave China, so he made such a choice. In fact, I didn't mind going to North America at all. Even if he directed this farce, I would still go to North America."

"Why?" Zhang Yu finally had a rare unclear understanding. The "that person" she said was of course Yingzong.

But she didn't understand why Yingzong made such a sacrifice. In her opinion, an emperor who promoted constitutionalism himself was a self-restraint of his own power, which was definitely a sacrifice. It was to let Ding Yi stay in China, but why did Ding Yi firmly go to America? In that barbaric land, what is worth Ding Yi's nostalgia and must go?

"Resources, there are endless resources. China must occupy it, and can enfeoff the kings there or establish a governor, otherwise it will be too late in a few years." Ding Yi almost couldn't stop talking and said Mayflower. He would not have much time left for him, only forty years, perhaps even less. If he could not gain enough benefits in the great voyage, perhaps after Ding Yi passed away, the Ming Dynasty would return to the old situation of being closed down.

Ding Yi did not forget that after Zhang Juzheng's death, all his efforts were gone, and the Ming Dynasty went downhill sharply. Others saw that he was already famous before he reached his thirty years, and he felt that his husband had no choice but to seek anything else! But Ding Yi always felt that it was too slow. In this era, perhaps an acute pneumonia would be enough to take away his life. Who knows? He never dared to think that there was still a lot of time to calmly pursue it.

"Don't pay attention to this farce. If it's too much, the sir won't sit still." Ding Yi turned around and reached out to hug Zhang Yu in his arms. Her soft and boneless body became quiet in his arms, allowing her to smile in the autumn wind, which was more pleasing to the eyes than the cherry blossoms.

Time flies very slowly, because the battle reports sent everywhere mark each time point in large numbers. There may be thirty battle reports or forty in a day. For the young master, it may be just a new word, or it may be a hangover last night, but for Ding Yi, it is already dozens of battle situations, and it is constantly progressing.

Li Bing obviously used the method that Wu Du did. An excellent old-style civil servant should never underestimate his insight and learning ability in the battle situation. Moreover, he did more simply than Wu Du did. When he went to a certain place, he would create a book. There was nothing disobedient. Disobedience was just a detailed work, just a spy who wanted to spy on the military situation.

He killed no less than witches. He was delivered to ships at sea. Although it was delayed but frequent war reports, he could see this. However, he killed people very justly, and he always occupied the deceased of righteousness. Don’t think that righteousness has no meaning. When a person who relies on the guise of righteousness has no combat power, it is naturally a big talk that can be broken with one stab. But when a person who relies on moral control is a army whose combat power is far better than his opponent, this is not a cover. It is enough to make the army kill with confidence when killing people, and it is enough to allow the weak to bear the pain they must bear, and can find a place to accept, which can infinitely weaken the strength of resistance.

For example, some Japanese young men Huairen wanted to assassinate soldiers from the foreign corps. Five were killed on the spot and more than twenty other people were captured. Then Li Bing asked the powerful and the remaining family elders of Daming to gather together and asked them: "The officials are willing to let them go. As long as you speak, you will only be the nostalgic master and the noble Prince Jinghai, so they will be specially instructed to come and assassinate."

Poor, the powerful and old men who had been with swords and guns for the rest of their lives, how could they dare to take this? How did they know if there would be a next time? So they did not hesitate and had no usual differences. They knelt down and begged Li Bing to kill the more than 20 young men. Li Bing referred to Ding Yi's public trial meeting in Guangdong and Guangxi, summoned the Japanese and said to them: "The Prince Jinghai is the most kind, but the King of the Japanese and Shogun generals first sent dead soldiers to assassinate the Empress Dowager of the Shang Kingdom, and then even murdered His Highness's disciples. Who would not bear it? His Highness had sent troops to take revenge, but His Highness ordered that this matter had nothing to do with the people of the Japanese, so don't do more things to kill. Even these young men were not willing to kill them, and they would leave them to your Japanese officials to deal with it. If they felt that they could be exempted from their crimes, they would teach them to return home!"

How dare those old men and powerful men let go? After they are released, if this happens next time, their whole family will be dead!

Is it a tragedy to die or a tragedy to die? It is really not a matter of consideration for these Japanese officials.

So the Japanese teenagers died.

After Lee Bing did this, it became much easier to recruit young and strong people. Even among the Japanese, there was a saying: "Leave the shogunate and the emperor to the Ming Dynasty to prepare samples, so that Japan can have peace!"

As for Yang Shousui, he obviously did not intend to improve it according to the method of Wu Dugan. He completely implemented Ding Yi's elite military policy into the war. He only used foreign corps and did not use swords and guns to recruit Japanese people. Every county asked each family to send troops according to each family. Then, according to the war, each family provided the military record to divide the distribution of post-war interests, mainly military armor, territory, silver, food, etc., which of course was loading ships. The servants of each family showed a strong desire to fight. Moreover, the foreign corps commanded by Yang Shousui was negligible compared to the soldiers under Wu Dugan and Li Bing.

In the autumn wind, Ding Yi, who was hugging the beauty, said to Zhang Yu softly, "You are weak, it's better to go back to Guangzhou Prefecture. The capital is too cold."

"There are nine days left for one month." Zhang Yu didn't take Ding Yi's words, but this sentence came out.
Chapter completed!