To be honest, Goryeo's war against Japan was not within the scope of Zhu Ying's plan.
What he considers more is the impact on people's livelihood.
It's just that Yao Guangxiao, as he gets older, can't wait any longer. Once he has a little bit of power, he can't wait to prove himself and do something.
During the time when the war against the Japanese was launched, the Japanese naturally also had envoys coming.
"I want to see your leader, why do you want to launch a war against our country, Japan? Do you know how much impact this will have on our country, Japan, and Goryeo?"
The Japanese envoy yelled angrily, but no one paid him any attention.
After arriving in Busan, Korea for a few days, he was almost always under house arrest and was not even qualified to see Yao Guangxiao.
Only today will he be released and taken to the seaside.
The surrounding guards had no intention of talking to the Japanese envoy, so they escorted him forward in silence.
It's not that they couldn't understand the words of the Japanese envoys. At present, the Japanese envoys also spoke fluent Chinese.
You know, now, maybe in the entire Asia region.
Outside the Ming Dynasty, only nobles were qualified to learn Chinese.
In the view of the Japanese envoys, Goryeo was a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, and communicating with it in the language of the suzerain country could invisibly enhance its own status.
Soon, the Japanese envoy was taken to the seaside.
Seeing tens of thousands of troops at sea constantly landing on the ship, the Japanese envoy felt his scalp numb.
Just by looking at it, he knew that the number of soldiers on board the ship was at least 70,000 to 80,000, while the number of people on Tsushima Island, including the common people, was no more than 30,000.
This is an extremely disparate battle.
"This is an eminent monk who came from the Ming Dynasty. He is also the national preceptor of our Goryeo. Why don't you hurry up and pay your respects?"
The guard next to him scolded.
The Japanese envoy saw the black-robed monk in front of him. Although he still didn't understand why a monk seemed to be the leader, he still saluted and said: "The Japanese envoy Eguchi Erlang, pays homage to the Imperial Master."
Yao Guangxiao looked at the army on the beach and said indifferently: "Do you think that this 80,000-strong army of poor monks has the ability to resist Falklands?"
Hearing this, Eguchi Jiro immediately said angrily: "Master Imperial Master, this is a war, not a joke. In what way did the Japanese country offend the Imperial Master and need to launch such a large-scale war?"
"If a great military commander of the national army comes out of nowhere, it will definitely have a very bad ending."
Yao Guangxiao chuckled and said: "The Japanese pirates and the government of that country worked together and invaded not only the coast of Ming Dynasty, but also the coast of Korea for many years."
"As far as the poor monk knows, these Japanese pirates who robbed a lot of money in Goryeo and Ming Dynasty transformed into nobles after returning to the Japanese country. Some of the big Japanese pirates were even personally received by your emperor."
"Or is it that only you, the Japanese, are allowed to invade, and we, Korea, are not allowed to fight back?"
Hearing the question from the black-clothed Imperial Preceptor in front of him, the Japanese envoy Eguchi Jiro argued: "What the Imperial Preceptor said are nothing more than rumors. These Japanese pirates are also shouted at by everyone in our Japanese country. How could they be summoned by the emperor?"
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"Our Japanese country has also exterminated these bandits many times. It is only because of the wars in Japan in recent years that we have not taken care of these bandits."
"Currently, the civil war in Japan has subsided, and the emperor has ordered the investigation of the bandits to begin. I guarantee with my head that in the shortest time, the Japanese soldiers will use all their strength to wipe out the bandits."
"No more bandits will invade Goryeo."
Having said this, the Japanese envoy took off his hat and bowed to Yao Guangxiao.
This is asking Yao Guangxiao to withdraw his troops.
"What Shisama said makes sense. There are a large number of Japanese pirates gathering in Tsushima Island now. I wonder if those bandits gathered from the sea are Japanese pirates or you Japanese soldiers."
Yao Guangxiao asked.
Eguchi Erlang, the Japanese envoy, raised his head slightly and replied: "Master, whether in the Ming Dynasty, Goryeo, or the Japanese territory, bandits always exist."
"To deal with banditry, the commonly used tactics are to recruit and exterminate. Now our country is also implementing these strategies."
Yao Guangxiao asked: "According to what I mean, these Japanese pirates who invaded the Ming Dynasty and Goryeo only need to be recognized by the Japanese country and accept their recruitment."
"Then the crimes they committed in Ming Dynasty and Goryeo can be written off."
The Japanese envoy replied: "Of course not. If the Imperial Guard has evidence to prove that these Japanese pirates who were recruited have indeed invaded the Ming Dynasty and the coast of Goryeo."
"When I return to Japan, I will report it to the Emperor and impose the severest punishment on these bandits."
Hearing this, even a man like Yao Guangxiao, who has perfected his mind, couldn't help but laugh angrily.
He said: "Take a good look. The poor monks don't know the 80,000 people in front of you. Maybe they are just fishermen who go out to fish."
"If these 80,000 fishermen go out to sea to fish and affect the Japanese country somewhere, please collect evidence. I will definitely punish them severely."
As soon as these words came out, Wei Guang, Zhao Pang and others beside them burst into laughter.
"The two countries are at war. If we don't want to fight, please let the envoy go back together with our ship."
Yao Guangxiao ordered.
Immediately, the guards forcibly took the Japanese envoy to the seaside.
The Japanese envoy issued a filial rebuke, but this did not change anything.
"These Japanese people are really the same kind of raccoons. How can he be different from those Japanese pirates with his appearance?" Wei Guang said disdainfully.
What the Japanese envoy said just now is tantamount to forcibly confusing right and wrong and calling a deer a horse.
Still trying to withdraw the troops is simply out of the blue.
The departure of the 80,000-strong army took more than an hour to complete.
Seeing the ship sailing farther and farther on the sea, the indifference in Yao Guangxiao's eyes became deeper and deeper.
He knew that it would be very easy to seize Tsushima Island.
However, the food reserves in Tsushima are simply not enough to consume 80,000 people, and it is impossible to last until the beginning of next spring.
Yao Guangxiao estimated that the entire island's food might be almost eaten up in two months.
He knew this, but he still sent 80,000 soldiers there.
Last night, Yao Guangxiao summoned all the generals who went on the expedition and issued a special order.
That is, after the expedition to Tsushima Island, any money robbed can be owned by the general personally and does not need to be turned over to the Goryeo royal family.
It was this special order that made all the generals of Goryeo feel as if they had been given blood.
This is what Yao Guangxiao wants.
When Tsushima's food is exhausted, these generals will lead their soldiers to directly plunder the Japanese mainland.
Obviously, at this stage, those Goryeo soldiers would also face hunger and death.
But does Yao Guangxiao care?
He just needs a result
The news that Yao Guangxiao launched a war soon reached Zhu Ying.
Looking at the information that said the first batch of 80,000 troops would be dispatched, Zhu Ying immediately noticed Yao Guangxiao's thoughts.
"Yao Guangxiao is Yao Guangxiao after all. He is really cruel and ruthless."
Zhu Ying said with some sigh.
Even though he had never had such thoughts about Annan's founding plan.
However, it is naturally impossible for Zhu Ying to intervene in this matter, let's just wait and see what the outcome will be.
Recently, the output of matchlocks has become larger and larger. With the support of a large number of manpower, the Gunpowder Department has also been increasing the scale of making matchlocks.
Just this month, the output of matchlocks is expected to exceed the 1,500 mark.
Zhu Ying then thought that it was time to really bring the matchlock gun into the army.
Just when I was thinking about it, there was a noise outside the door, but there was no sound.
Zhu Ying knew that this was the old man coming.
As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, the door of the study room was pushed open, and the old man walked in with a smile on his face, even a little eagerly.
"Quick, quick, my grandson, come with us and take a look. Someone just came to report that the crops outside the city are almost ready now and can be used as a new batch of grain seeds."
Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was obviously very excited. No one can maintain a calm mood when such high-yielding crops have matured.
For Zhu Yuanzhang, this is not only ensuring food for the people in the world, but also the foundation of his Zhu family's inheritance.
Looking at the last years of each dynasty, there were always famines and famines, which caused the people to be destitute and miserable.
It was only when he was so hungry that he took to the road of rebellion.
These crops alone were enough to sustain the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years.
All the people who survived because of these crops will be grateful to Lao Zhu's family.
When Zhu Ying heard the news, she was somewhat moved emotionally. With the old man's hand in hand, they went out together.
Outside Kunning Palace, the dragons are ready.
"Dasun, we have arranged for people to do the calculations. What do you think the yield per mu of these crops can be?"
Although Da Sun had already said it before, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but ask again.
Zhu Ying did not hesitate and said directly: "The yield of sweet potatoes and potatoes should be around a thousand catties, and the yield of corn should be lower, around five hundred catties."
Although these grains have not been detoxified, they are relatively high-quality in Zhu Ying's inventory in the Western Regions.
At least the yield per mu of the first batch will not be too low.
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed so hard that his mouth split when he heard the reply from his grandson that he would produce a thousand catties per mu, and Tongsuan who was about to see the sun.
"Okay, okay, okay, let's see with our own eyes today, this can produce thousands of kilograms of grain per acre."
"Great Sun, this is a great meritorious deed. It can be said to have immeasurable merit and virtue, and countless lives have been saved."
"What a grandson, what a grandson!"
Hearing the old man's compliment, Zhu Ying accepted it calmly.
Of course he is very aware of the significance these crops bring.
It is not only about survival, but also a kind of liberation for the labor force of the people at the bottom.
Before this, all the people needed to cultivate the land intensively and rarely stopped.
Once there is any disaster, nothing will be gained.
Now that there are so many choices, it is completely different. Especially many abandoned fields can also be used for planting without too much worry.
The yield per mu in the north is about 300 catties, while in the south it is a little more, roughly no more than 500 catties.
These are only found in first-class fertile land.
As for sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, even if the yield is low, they can still weigh 700 to 800 kilograms.
Detoxification technology is also the first research direction that Zhu Ying plans to hand over to his fifth uncle, Zhu Ji.
If detoxification technology could be developed.
Even without chemical fertilizers, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes would almost remain stable at over 1,500 kilograms.
We must know that in later generations, the normal cultivation of sweet potatoes would be 6,000 jins, and high yields could reach 10,000 jins.
The situation is similar with potatoes.
At this stage, Zhu Ying cannot be too demanding. Having an output of more than 1,000 kilograms per mu can be a qualitative change for the entire Ming Dynasty.
Only by liberating a large amount of labor from the land can the door to industry be completely opened.
When Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying arrived at the outskirts of the city, they could already see dozens of officials from the Ministry of Industry making constant calculations.
And thousands of soldiers took off their armor, rolled up their sleeves, and put down their swords.
Pick up the hoe next to you and start digging.
There were soldiers following behind with baskets, and they put the dug potatoes and sweet potatoes into the baskets. When they were full, they were sent to the side to be weighed by officials from the Ministry of Industry.
Shen Shu, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was already disgraced at this moment.
He had received news about the planting of these crops very early, but His Majesty did not give him the right to inspect it, so even though he knew about it, he could only wait quietly.
In the past two days, news has come that the crops are about to mature, so he asked him to prepare some officials to follow him to count.
When he first arrived here, Shen Shu, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, ignored his official uniform and went straight to the ground to get started.
The Ministry of Industry is in charge of construction projects, including farming and water conservancy.
Shen Shu naturally knows a lot about these things. He can calculate in his mind the approximate yield per mu by digging a few meters around.
And when the number came out, he was shocked.
The yield per mu is one thousand catties. This is the yield per mu.
Without intensive farming or day and night care, you can easily achieve a thousand kilograms of yield per mu.
For Shensu, who has been immersed in farming and water conservancy for many years, this is like a fairy tale.
But everything in front of him clearly told him that these were true.
Shen Shu, who was holding a potato in one hand and a sweet potato in the other, began to tremble.
Then he let out a roar of filial piety:
"God bless the Ming Dynasty!!!"
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying, surrounded by soldiers, came here.
"You see, Dasun, this is the Minister of the Ming Dynasty, a second-rank official, and he is already so excited."
"God bless the Ming Dynasty, God bless the Ming Dynasty. This is really true. If it were not for God's blessing, we would not be able to see our grandson again, nor would such crops come to our Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed with a smile.
Zhu Ying looked at the minister in front of him who was so excited that he didn't even realize that the old man and himself were coming over.
The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
Starting from today, the Ming Dynasty will be a brand new Ming Dynasty!