In the small courtyard outside the study of the Grand Governor's Office in Zhengnan, Hai Lanzhu was sitting outside doing needlework in a small pavilion, while Zhezhe, who was standing beside him, was practicing walking with his toddler daughter. At this time, Da Yuer, wearing a white gauze dress, walked over from the corridor with a tray.

Da Yu'er walked up to the two of them and asked Zhezhe, "Auntie, has he still not come out?"

"No!" Zhezhe said with some concern: "Since he received the official documents from the court this morning, he locked himself in the study and never came out, and he didn't even take a sip of water. Could it be that something big happened to the court?"

"What big thing can happen is just a few thieves in Shaanxi." Da Yu'er frowned and curled her lips and said disdainfully: "I want to tell you, it's just a few stupid people who dream of calling for kings, princes, generals and ministers. As long as the court mobilizes the army in a few months, it will take them a few months to calm them, but my husband still seeks trouble. I really don't understand why it is for."

"This is not necessarily the case." Zhezhe hesitated for a while before saying, "If it is so simple, my husband wouldn't be so worried. We have been following him for almost two years. When have you ever seen him be so worried?"

"I've never seen this before."

Da Yuer also hesitated a little. In her impression, since she met Yang Feng, no matter what kind of enemies and difficulties she encountered, Yang Feng had never been afraid. Whether it was Nurhaci, Huang Taiji and his son, or Zheng Zhilong who was galloping across the sea, Yang Feng could beat them so hard that they could not find the North. But now it was just a few mud legs in Shaanxi that rebelled. Why was Yang Feng so nervous?

"Maybe there is something special about those rebel thieves in Shaanxi?" Hai Lanzhu, who was making a female red girl, put down the needle and thread in her hand and said in confusion, but then she laughed, "Look at what I said, those thieves are far away in Shaanxi, and my husband is not a god, how could he know who they are?"

Hai Lanzhu waved her hand and said with a little embarrassed look, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, Bumubutai, hurry up and bring the things in."

"Okay... Then I'll go in first." Da Yuer picked up the tray and entered the study.

When Da Yu'er entered the study, she saw a tall figure standing by the wall, staring motionlessly at the large map hanging on the wall.

This is a map of the Ming Dynasty, which is different from the outrageously simple maps today. In this map, it is marked one by one, whether it is mountains, rivers, or cities.

Although such a map cannot be compared with the high-definition maps scanned by the outrageous satellites in later generations, it is already very amazing in the eyes of people of this era. Da Yuer still remembers the first time she saw such a detailed map.

After glanced at the map, Da Yuer had just put down the tray when she heard Yang Feng shook her head in confusion and said, "No, Shaanxi had already started planting high-yield crops such as potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn more than a year ago. Why are there so many people rebelling? Is history really impossible... Huh... Bumubutai, are you here?"

Da Yu'er walked over and said angrily: "Sister and aunt told me that you have been in the study for most of the time and refused to come out. What's wrong with you, my husband? Can a few thieves make you lose your composure?"

Yang Feng looked helpless and waved his hand with some worries: "They are indeed thieves, but... but... forget it, I won't talk about this anymore, I'm just asking for trouble."

Yang Feng is indeed full of anxiety. In his opinion, after the past two years of hard work, although Shaanxi, Shaanxi and other places have been troubled by the climate of the small ice in recent years, with the promotion and popularization of high-yield crops such as potatoes and corn, the large-scale refugee activities in the late Ming Dynasty that were ravaged in another historical time and space should have been strangled in the bud by himself, but the facts prove that he is still too optimistic and the thieves are still thieves. Even though there is no large-scale starvation in Shaanxi, Gao Yingxiang and others still began to kill officials and rebel like another time and space.

Although Da Yuer didn't understand Yang Feng's troubles, she would often use some slight attitude to Yang Feng in the past, this does not mean that she is a willful woman, otherwise she would not have become a woman who taught two generations of emperors in another time and space.

Although Yang Feng's attitude was not good, she was not angry, but instead comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, we don't know, don't think too much about you. Besides, you just said that the high-yield potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn and other crops you brought have begun to become popular in the Ming Dynasty.

The lives of the people are much better than in previous years. At least there will be no large-scale refugees. What are you worried about? Just a few rebels. Can it be more difficult to deal with than the Dutch in Taiwan and the Manchus in Liaodong?”

Da Yu'er's words were like a clear flow of water flowing through Yang Feng's somewhat anxious mood, which made his mood begin to ease. Yang Feng, who was in a much better mood, reached out and hugged her, "I didn't expect that our Bumu Butai actually knew how to comfort people. It's really rare."

"I'm very understanding, okay?" Da Yu'er raised her nose and said proudly: "Don't you think I, the editor-in-chief of the Truth, have been in vain for more than a year, are you?"

“That’s true.”

Yang Feng couldn't help but nod. For the past year when he was not in the capital, Da Yu'er had been presided over the past year. Although he did not have any amazing actions, he had been slowly radiating from the capital, Nanjing and other places to the surrounding area at a firm and slow speed. This was enough to show Da Yu'er's ability. He couldn't help but smile and praise him.

"With our Bumubutai's talent, if we become an official, at least we will be a prefect."

"Prince? You're too underestimating me." Da Yu'er twisted her delicate body in dissatisfaction: "With my ability, even a provincial governor or even a governor is not a problem. What is a prefect?"

"Hahaha... OK, I was wrong. Our Bumubutai is the most powerful."

After the two of them joking for a few words, Yang Feng's original depression disappeared without realizing it.

When Yang Feng looked at the map on the wall again, he had a plan in his mind. He quickly walked to the desk and picked up the neutral pen and letter paper on the table, and began to write the letter...

"Your Majesty sent me to report it urgently. I know that the matter in Shaanxi must not be underestimated. The king of Baishui County, the king of Daliang, and the people of the southern Han Dynasty are not afraid of it, but Gao Yingxiang, who claimed to be the King of Chuang, is even troublesome and should not be underestimated. He should send effective generals to quickly encircle and suppress them.

In addition... I think that the court's military force is now abolished, and it is better not to have any guards in various places. Therefore, the court should send capable generals to re-engage the new army. In this way, if there is any problem in various places, they can quickly go to the local area to quell the rebellion. With the more than 20 million taels of silver that Tian Ergeng and Chen seized in Shaoxing, the silver required to train the new army is no worries..."

In Wenhua Hall, Emperor Zhu Youxiao of Tianqi put the note presented by Yang Feng aside and said to several cabinet masters sitting next to him: "Dear Masters, you have read all the notes on Yang Aiqing. I wonder what you think of Yang Aiqing's notes?"

Han Yu and Zhu Guozhen looked at each other, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

Zhu Guozhen hesitated for a moment before bowing: "Your Majesty, although there have been civil rebellions in Shaanxi, it is just a little mob rebellion. The court only needs to order the governor Wang Zi and the governments in various places in Shaanxi to strictly suppress bandits, and then order a group of troops from Xuanda and Hubei to mobilize a group of troops to Shaanxi to suppress the rebellion. Then the major matters can be settled. Why do you have to train a new army?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Han Yu also advised: "The cost of training the new army is too high. The Marquis of Jiangning actually said that he would invest all the more than 20 million taels of silver collected from Shaoxing. This is really undesirable.

It is important to know that these silvers are all the people's wealth and paste. Now the imperial court urgently needs so many places. If these silvers are used to resettle people's livelihood, wouldn't it be much better than military force?"

"Are you going to be a war?" Zhu Youxiao's face turned dark as soon as he heard this word. Is Han Yu pointing at the same time?

"Han Du, are you blaming me?" Zhu Youxiao asked coldly.

"No!" Han Yu made up his mind, "In recent years, the Ming Dynasty has become increasingly abnormal. Many people in the country have even lost their grains and urgently need relief from the court. If they can get these silver..."

"Wait!" Zhu Youxiao interrupted Han Yu's words, "If I remember correctly, these silvers were obtained by Yang Aiqing's search of the homes of those bold and illegal merchants in Shaoxing. I would like to ask her, if it weren't for the money Yang Aiqing got from Shaoxing, how would the court provide relief to the victims?"

"This..." Han Yu was speechless when asked for a moment.

Yes, these silvers were originally a surprise fortune. Just two days ago, Yang Feng had sent someone to escort the first batch of three million taels of silver into the Ministry of Revenue's bank treasury. Now the silver has not yet heated up, and he has set his sights on the remaining silver. No matter how thick-skinned people are, they are embarrassed to make the idea of ​​this silver again.

Seeing Han Yu not speaking, Zhu Youxiao sneered: "I remember Yang Aiqing once said that if a country wants to prosper, it should pay equal attention to both civil and military affairs. Any move that emphasizes martial arts over literature or emphasizes civil and military affairs is not advisable. Now I am just feeling that the military preparations in various places are relaxed and want to train a new army, so I jumped out to block it. I don't know what it means?"

Zhu Youxiao's words were quite heartbroken, almost accusing him of suppressing military personnel. Although suppressing military personnel was something that the Daming civil servant group had been doing for hundreds of years, there were some things in this world that could be done or not, and once they were said, it would be troublesome.

Gu Bingqian, who had not spoken, saw that Zhu Youxiao was aiming his finger at Han Dong, and was anxious and was about to stand up and say a few words for Han Dong, but then a 600-mile rush sent by an eunuch quickly interrupted everyone's discussion.
Chapter completed!