Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh is not necessarily a good thing
"Third brother, how can you not be anxious about such an important matter?"
Zhou Baoyu also echoed: "Commander, Brother Song is right. When it comes to food, we must not be careless!
Anyway, it won't take long, so let's let Brother Song pass the letter to Baotong Jinduo first.
As for other things, it won’t be too late to wait until he comes back.”
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyes and looked at the two anxious-looking people, then waved his hands with a blank expression.
"Brother, Baoyu, this young master is well aware of this matter.
I said there's no need to rush, so you don't have to worry."
Song Qing nodded helplessly and had to put the envelope aside.
"Okay, brother, just listen to you."
Seeing that Song Qing was already convinced, Zhou Baoyu had no choice but to nod his head with a slightly helpless expression.
"Since the commander-in-chief knows what he is thinking, the general will not say anything more."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the somewhat depressed expressions on their faces, shook his head angrily, and filled a glass of wine for the two of them.
"Looking at the looks of the two of you, is this the case?
Those who didn’t know would have thought something big had happened!”
When Zhou Baoyu heard what Mr. Liu said, he immediately put down the tea he had just picked up.
"Commander, the general doesn't want this either. Isn't the general anxious?"
Young Master Liu picked up the tea and tasted it briefly before getting up again and walking towards the map not far away.
"Baoyu, do you still remember what questions I asked you when we were chatting in the pavilion?"
Zhou Baoyu raised his head slightly and thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to Mr. Liu's side and stopped.
"Commander, you asked the general several questions at that time.
I don’t know which question you are talking about right now, Commander, can you give me a heads up?”
"Questions about the situation on the border."
"It turns out that this is the question. Of course the general will remember it.
But, does this have anything to do with food?"
"Of course it is related. How did you answer this young master at that time?"
"The general told the commander that before the general and the Baotong brothers transferred defenses to each other, there had been two heavy snowfalls in succession on the border, and they were all heavy snows.
On the way back to Yingzhou from the border with the soldiers led by the last general, the snow on the official road was almost covered..."
As Zhou Baoyu was talking, his words suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have understood something.
"Commander, are you saying that the road is blocked due to heavy snow and business travel is blocked?"
Liu Mingzhi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then glanced sideways at Zhou Baoyu with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.
"Have you figured it out? If you know this young master, why aren't you in a hurry?"
"Yes, yes, I finally figured it out.
The commander-in-chief is wise and will eventually wipe out the lake."
Song Qing, who was standing aside, nodded in realization after hearing the words between the two.
The two of them were only worried about food, but ignored the weather conditions on the border.
Now even the snow outside Yingzhou in northern Xinjiang has covered Ma's hooves, and the snow in Xinfu and Beifu is probably also deep.
Not to mention the snow conditions farther north in Beifu and Xinfu, north of Yinshan Mountain and on the shores of Lake Baikal.
If there is no abundant supply of materials behind them in time, the Russian caravan wants to pass through the endless Dalong Kingdom north of Yinshan Mountain.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
As long as those caravans from Tsarist Russia were not fools and were beaten to death, they would not choose this season to leave the territory of Dalong and return to their homeland.
Liu Mingzhi saw the gradually soothing expressions of the two of them and silently swallowed the tea in his mouth.
"This is just one of them."
"Third brother, are there any other reasons?"
"Commander?"
“Those caravans from Tsarist Russia have traveled between the two countries many times.
If they had succeeded, they would have already succeeded.
Therefore, there is no need to worry at this time.”
"Handsome."
"Baoyu, this young master just said this for analysis and has no other meaning."
"The end will understand, the end will understand."
"Third brother, I have something to say to you, and you don't know whether to say it or not?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's hesitant expression and nodded without hesitation.
"Brother, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it."
"Brother Wei wants to say that even the caravans of Tsarist Russia have really secretly brought potatoes and sweet potatoes back to Tsarist Russia.
The final result may not be as bad as what we just said."
"Oh? What's the reason?"
Song Qing put down the tea cup in his hand, picked up the bamboo pole on the side and drew a circle on the huge map.
The location enclosed by the circle is clearly the location of Tsarist Russia.
"Third brother, I have two thoughts about being a brother.
First of all, is the land in Tsarist Russia the same as the land here in Dalong, suitable for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes?
If their land is not suitable for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Well, let's not say that they just brought back some seeds secretly.
Even if they brought back thousands of stones of seeds, their land was not suitable for growing these two kinds of food.
For Tsarist Russia, everything would be in vain.
Secondly, even if their land is suitable for growing these two kinds of food.
However, another question arises, that is, the people of Tsarist Russia, do they know how to grow these two kinds of food?
Brother Wei vaguely remembers Da Long Tai and Yuan..."
Song Qing only spoke half of what he said. He suddenly realized something and stopped immediately.
The first year of Dalong Taihe was the reign name of the former Emperor Wuzong when Li Baiyu was in power.
In front of his third brother, he rashly mentioned the affairs of his previous dynasty, which was somewhat inappropriate.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's embarrassed face and instantly understood what he was thinking.
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and patted Song Qing's shoulder a few times with a smile.
"Brother."
"Hey, third brother."
"Brother, I have never cared about this in my heart.
When the imperial brother was still on the throne, the relationship between the two of us was very deep.
At that time, brother, I thought, as long as the royal brother lives up to me.
Even if this young master is a mess, he must serve the country loyally and help his brother fulfill his father's legacy.
Go all out to help Dalong and help the imperial brother dominate the world.
To establish a peaceful and prosperous age where the people can live and work in peace and contentment and the world can prosper.
It's a pity that God is not kind to me.
The emperor's brother, the king of a country who was supposed to be a living king, died young.
Be it the previous dynasty or the new dynasty.
They are all the names of my Great Dragon Kingdom.
Therefore, brother, you don’t need to be afraid or avoid any topics.
If you have anything, just say whatever you want."
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi's relaxed and calm expression and felt slightly relieved.
"Third brother, to put it this way, my brother is short-sighted.
In this case, Brother Wei said so directly.
In the first year of Dalong Taihe, the imperial court issued a new decree to inform the world.
Anyone who grows potatoes and sweet potatoes and sees foreigners watching will be expelled on the spot.
If the barbarians do not listen to advice, the people can deal with it themselves.
It is no crime to injure someone, and it is no crime to kill someone.
They can also be detained and handed over to the chief official of the local state capital.
Third brother, you should still have an impression about this decree, right?
As I recall, brother, it was you, third brother, who proposed this decree!"
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyebrows and nodded happily.
"You are right, this decree was indeed proposed by this young master.
After I wrote the letter to the emperor, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty discussed it for several times before finally issuing it and announcing it to the world."
"Third brother, whether it was when Li Ye was in power or when you are in power now.
This decree has always been maintained and has not been changed.
Those people from Tsarist Russia look completely different from our Dalong people.
Therefore, it means that they were doing business within the territory of our Dalong Heavenly Kingdom.
Because of this decree, they were unable to see up close how people cultivated potatoes and sweet potatoes.
This is the root of another problem that Brother Wei mentioned.
Those caravans from Tsarist Russia were lucky enough to get some potato and sweet potato seeds.
However, they didn't know how to grow these two kinds of food, and they just stared blankly.
Guarding the treasure mountain in vain, there is nothing you can do.
It is from these two situations that I think so.
The final result may not be as bad as we imagined."
After listening to Song Qing's eloquent analysis, Zhou Baoyu clapped his hands excitedly.
"Commander, what Brother Song said makes sense.
Even if those people in Tsarist Russia obtained these two kinds of food, their land might not be suitable for planting!
Even if they are suitable for planting, they may not know how to do it.
The commander-in-chief is indeed a commander-in-chief, and he is indeed a far-sighted person.
As early as more than ten years ago, we had already thought of ways to guard against the barbarians."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea, took a sip, put down the cup, turned around and walked towards his desk.
He casually opened the drawer of the desk, and Young Master Liu silently rummaged inside.
After a while, Liu Mingzhi returned with a few pieces of yellowed rice paper in his hand.
Liu Mingzhi divided several pieces of yellowed rice paper into two pieces and handed them to the two of them respectively.
"Third brother, what is this?"
"Commander?"
Liu Mingzhi untied the tobacco bag and lit another pot of tobacco.
He took a long drag on the dry cigarette and gestured to the rice paper in their hands.
“There is no doubt that the soil of Tsarist Russia can grow potatoes and sweet potatoes.
After Chengfeng and Selina, the young couple, returned from Tsarist Russia with my young master’s eldest grandson.
The soldiers who followed Chengfeng to escort him had already carefully investigated the situation in Tsarist Russia in private.
Regarding the general situation in Tsarist Russia, I remember what I mentioned to you, young master.
What, you two don’t remember?”
Song and Qing were stunned, and immediately lowered their heads to look at the rice paper in their hands.
After reading the contents on the rice paper in their hands, Song and Qing looked at each other awkwardly and laughed bitterly.
"Third brother, to be honest, I have really forgotten these situations.
After seeing the content on the rice paper, I remembered that not only did you mention it to me, but also that my son also reported to me the situation there after he returned me Dalong from Tsarist Russia.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Unfortunately, we haven't discussed the situation in Tsarist Russia again for so long.
Therefore, over time, I gradually put these situations behind me.”
Zhou Baoyu arranged the rice paper in his hand and scratched his neck awkwardly.
"Commander, the situation here is similar to that of Brother Song.
I haven’t paid attention to this aspect for a long time, and I have completely forgotten some situations.”
Liu Mingzhi slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at the map in front of him with a faint gaze.
"You have forgotten, but I will never forget."
Song Qing put the yellowed rice paper aside and looked up at the mountains and terrain on the map.
"Third brother, after the first situation is eliminated, there is still one remaining situation."
Zhou Baoyu hesitated for a moment, but this time he didn't agree with anything.
He was afraid that after he echoed Song Qing's words, he would be slapped in the face by Young Master Liu again.
as expected.
Facts have proved that Zhou Baoyu's idea is still correct.
Liu Mingzhi held his dry tobacco in one hand and walked upstream of the vast lines of Dalong's border on the map with the other.
After putting down his right arm, Young Master Liu chuckled happily.
"Brother."
"Um."
"Do you think what Baoyu said before is the Tsarist Russian soldiers who appear around our Dalong border from time to time.
Really, is it as simple as just patrolling their frontier?"
"Third brother, didn't Baoyu just say that?
When he was drinking with some generals of Tsarist Russia, he had already asked those generals.
The reason why they appear there is because of our Dalong..."
As Song Qing spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned to look at Zhou Baoyu.
"Brother Baoyu, where were most of the soldiers in your camp who were investigating the surrounding situation discovered to be those Tsarist Russian soldiers?"
“Every situation is different, some are seventeen or eighty-year-old, and some are three or five-year-old.
Sometimes when the weather is bad, there are situations within one or two miles."
"When you discovered their whereabouts, were they very close to the fields where you were growing potatoes and sweet potatoes?"
Zhou Baoyu's expression changed, and he clenched his fist and beat it hard several times in his hand.
"Commander, Brother Song, do you mean to say that those soldiers and horses of Tsarist Russia are secretly observing the way my Dalong soldiers plant potatoes and sweet potatoes under the guise of patrolling the border?"
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu's nervous expression, turned to look at Mr. Liu who was staring at the map silently, and nodded with a complicated expression.
"Brother Baoyu, Third Brother, now that he has said this.
If nothing else happens, this will most likely be the case."
Zhou Baoyu's fists crackled and he looked at the map in front of him with a gloomy look.
"Commander, the last general...the last general..."
Liu Mingzhi looked back at Zhou Baoyu, smiled and waved his hand.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
"Commander, it doesn't matter!
Once Tsarist Russia obtains these two kinds of food, their population will inevitably increase on a large scale within five years or so.
The increase in the population of the people means that the number of soldiers available for recruitment increases.
Likewise, the strength of the Russian imperial court also increased.
Having such a ferocious tiger on our side is definitely not a good thing for our Great Dragon Heavenly Dynasty.
Commander, it is not our country’s luck that other countries are strong!”
Liu Mingzhi rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers and nodded with a smile.
"What's the hurry? If it increases, then it will increase.
Their strength has increased, which may not be a good thing for me, the dragon."
"Ah? Marshal, you don't have a lake..."
"Ah what? Everything, there is this guy Chengfeng here."