After Yang Feng and Zhu Youxiao arrived at the imperial study room of the Ganqing Palace, Zhu Youxiao took the lead in sitting down, then pointed to the stool next to the Dragon Case and said, "Yang Aiqing...you sit down too."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Feng was not polite and sat down.

Looking at Yang Feng who was almost unwilling to accept his reluctance on his face, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help laughing: "Yang Aiqing, I know that you miss your pregnant concubine very much. Originally, I didn't want to be this evil person, but I thought that since you haven't met for several months, I don't care about waiting for one or two more hours and letting you aggrieved me for a while."

Seeing the emperor explaining to himself for this little thing, if he had changed to another official, he would have been moved, but our Grand Official Yang seemed not to buy it and muttered: "You are Your Majesty, no matter what you say, you are right."

"Hey...you guy...hahaha..."

Zhu Youxiao first raised his eyebrows, and then laughed out loud by Yang Feng's words. In fact, when his relationship with Yang Feng has developed to this day, the two have become half-monarch and half-friendly relationships.

It is said that the emperor has no friends. Although the profession of the emperor is majestic, it is also lonely. It is rare to meet someone like Yang Feng who respects him and will not be submissive because of his identity. Zhu Youxiao naturally cherishes him very much.

After the two chatted and laughed for a while, Zhu Youxiao sighed: "Yang Aiqing, I really owe you too much. Since I met you, I have gone to Liaodong to pacify the Qing Tartars several times, and brought high-yield seeds such as potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn for the Ming Dynasty. I finally won the earl and wanted to go to Fujian to attack Zheng Zhilong. Even my life was saved by my Aiqing. I really don't know how to be grateful."

"Don't...don't..." Yang Feng waved his hand quickly: "Your Majesty, you are so serious. I was just a merchant who returned from overseas. I was not abandoned by Your Majesty and was actually named Marquis. This is a great grace. How dare you take credit? Besides, it is not a matter of being a minister who flatters the emperor. Why should you take it to heart?"

After Yang Feng and Zhu Youxiao looked at each other, they laughed at the same time.

After the joke, the two began to get into the official topic.

Zhu Youxiao was the first to ask: "Yang Aiqing, is that Taiwan really as good as you said in the court?"

"It's true!" Yang Feng's expression also became serious: "Taiwan's area is the same as Qiongzhou. Although it has many mountains and only 20% of the land that can be cultivated, its location is crucial. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first barrier to the national gate south of the Ming Dynasty.

After we occupy Taiwan, we can then develop south as a base. Whether it is heading northeast to Fusang or capturing Luzon south, it is extremely convenient. It can be said that we can attack and retreat or defend. If we abandon Taiwan at this time, we will be the sinners of our descendants!"

"Are you sinner?" Zhu Youxiao repeated it quietly, pondered for a long time before continuing to ask: "It is said that where are the Dutch people entrenched on the Taiwan Island now, and what kind of city has it been built?"

"If you say goodbye to your Majesty, it's the city of Relanzha!" Yang Feng smiled contemptuously: "It's not that I underestimate them. The Dutch people are only a few thousand people in the city of Relanzha. If I hadn't just recovered Bon Port, I would have brought people to fight these red-haired devils, so that they would have shown their power on the territory of our Ming Dynasty."

"Haha... this is a relief." Zhu Youxiao was also happy. "If others say this, I may not believe it, but I believe what Yang Aiqing said. Is that a few thousand red-haired Japanese accused of it? But what I care about most now is another thing."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Your Majesty cares about the islands of Southeast Asia such as Luzon?"

"It's true!" Zhu Youxiao nodded: "In the past two years, we have entrusted the blessing of high-yield seeds such as potatoes and other high-yield seeds, and the lives of our Ming people have finally been much better, but even so, the people in the north have lived a very hard life, otherwise the Shaanxi incident would not have happened a few days ago.

I have been thinking hard these days, what happened to our Ming Dynasty? The weather has been getting colder and colder over the years, and grain production has been constantly decreasing. If there were no potatoes from my dear, we would have been hungry all over the place in the Ming Dynasty."

"After all, there is too little land!" Yang Feng stared at Zhu Youjing's corrective expression: "I told Your Majesty a few years ago that land annexation is the biggest cancer of our Ming Dynasty. Although those scholars who control the court always shout about how to establish their hearts for the world, establish their destiny for the people, inherit their unique knowledge for the past saints, and bring peace to the ages. The slogan is shouting loudly, but the people who harm the people the most are the ones who harm the people."

When talking about this, the disdain on Yang Feng's face was beyond words.

Zhu Youxiao sighed lightly: "I don't know what you said, but this chronic disease has existed in the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years. Even as the king of a country, I can only do anything."

Yang Feng stopped talking. Land annexation was the biggest chronic disease in all dynasties, and it has been like this for thousands of years. This is why, since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, the national destiny of the subsequent dynasties rarely lasted for more than three hundred years.

He said immediately, "Your Majesty, it is impossible to solve the problem of land annexation overnight. It requires our long-term and unremitting efforts or even generations to complete it, but now we don't have so much time to solve it slowly. So we only have one way to quickly alleviate the problem of land shortage."

When Zhu Youxiao heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and asked quickly: "Your dear, please tell me... what should I do?"

Yang Feng walked to the globe placed on the dragon table and pointed to the place in Nanyang, saying word by word: "Expand outwards and use our strong ships and cannons to capture a large piece of land that is enough for the Ming people to reproduce and prosper!"

"Does it expand its territory?" Zhu Youxiao's eyes showed a longing look. This is what emperors of all ages long for the most. If he can really build a large area of ​​land, then he will be able to face his ancestors proudly even if he reaches the bottom of the nine springs in the future.

“Where to expand?”

"Of course it's south!"

"Can we really take over those places in Nanyang?"

"Why can't we? The people there are stupid and lazy, and the land there is flat and fertile. Why can't we take it down?"

"But those ministers in the court?"

"Those people don't have to worry about them. When we occupy the place, they will be the first person to run there!"

"Since that's the case, I will hand over this matter to my dear."

"This is the duty of my humble minister!"
Chapter completed!