Perhaps the climate and environment on Taishan are really good and comfortable, so the emperor's love for this has been revealed, so the original itinerary has been adjusted. The plan is to set off in ten days and return to Chang'an, but Your Majesty decided to set off in one month. In fact, Lai Cheng also knew that it was an excuse for Your Majesty to linger in Taishan, and Your Majesty was waiting for Zhuang Yong.

Your Majesty knew that Zhuang Yong was in poor health, so he just waited here. If Zhuang Yong could arrive in Chang'an as soon as one month, then from the south, he would be able to reach Mount Tai in about twenty days. Your Majesty said yesterday that if Zhuang Yong went to Chang'an first, he would have to wait for Your Majesty in Chang'an, so Your Majesty could not wait.

Sometimes when you think about it, maybe this is a sign that people are already getting older.

However, thinking about it again, how can a person not grow old? It has been more than thirty years since His Majesty ascended to the top. In the past thirty years, what His Majesty has been worried about for more than thirty years, if he were an ordinary person, he would have been exhausted and looked even older.

"Lai Cheng."

The emperor sitting on the chair glanced at Lai Cheng: "Why do I think you are distracted?"

Lai Cheng was indeed distracted, so he quickly leaned over in panic: "I... haven't had breakfast yet."

Emperor: "Well... I let the boat go on my behalf, I took a bun to help him first, and I went to cook. Today, everyone here is here to have dinner with me. As soon as I talk about the matter, I forgot the time. I am indeed a little hungry, so I can make more preparations."

All the adults in the room stood up and leaned over: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"What do you thank me?"

The emperor moved his body: "Thank you, Lord."

A group of adults looked at me and I looked at you. No one understood why Lai Cheng thanked Lai Cheng, probably because Lai Cheng reminded the emperor that it has been more than two hours since he was summoned and has not eaten breakfast. Many people should be hungry.

Seeing that they were not moving, the emperor said again: "Why don't you hurry up, thank you Lord Lai?"

The adults quickly turned around and said thank you to Lai Cheng together, which made Lai Cheng feel scared...

Sure enough, the emperor took a breath and said, "Lai Cheng was distracted when discussing matters, and the expenses of this breakfast will be deducted from Lai Cheng's salary."

Lai Cheng's eyes widened, and then he saw the emperor looking at him with a smile on his face. No matter how Lai Cheng looked, he felt that the emperor's eyes meant probably...Who asked you to deduct my son's salary?

Lai Cheng gave a feedback with his eyes, "Your Majesty, that's not what you mean?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and Lai Zhenke lowered his head... He felt wronged like a young wife, and thought to himself, let's just deduct it. Anyway, I didn't deduct a lot of money. Shen Leng's salary could be deducted for his 60th birthday. What am I afraid of...

The emperor took his eyes off Lai Cheng's face and returned to the discussion.

"The affairs of the Northern Xinjiang are too far away, and the things on the battlefield change rapidly, but I have said in the past that no matter how the situation changes, the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War must prepare in the most unfavorable direction of the war. Think more about it. If the situation is delayed for a long time, the soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang should be given the winter clothes, food, and frozen meat as soon as possible."

The officials of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War nodded quickly, the emperor stood up and said while walking, "I have an idea. The Ministry of War can see if it can be implemented. I will explain the idea. You should deduce it according to what I said, and if it is feasible, let's start to arrange it."

The Minister of War leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me."

The emperor was walking and talking: "There are many new recruits in the northern border. The new black warriors have more than 3,000 new black warriors have been divided into three roads. Although the scale of these three roads is a little smaller, it is a must-fight, so the scale of the warriors is larger than that of other roads. However, they are all new soldiers, and most of them have not experienced a great war... This time when they confront the black warriors, the black warriors do not want to fight. They do not have the courage or the confidence. Whether it is Liao Shalang or Xin Fengyue, they will not want to fight."

"I don't want to fight, but I don't want to just put the black warriors back like this. So after I heard the battle report in the northern border, I have been thinking about one thing... The black warriors don't want to fight and don't want to lose face, so confrontation is their greatest action. Since they think confrontation is acceptable, then I will satisfy them. Take turns to call warriors from the northern border to confront them. Don't be afraid of provoking them. Force black warriors to turn this confrontation into the norm. They want to confront this confrontation for the time being, and what I want to confront them all the time and train troops through confrontation."

The Minister of War asked tentatively: "If the rotation of troops of this scale is a confrontation of one or two years, it is a bit difficult to deal with. So I think that since we need to rotate soldiers from various warriors to practice, it is better to set a five-year period?"

"One or two years are not worth it, and five years are not worth it."

The emperor smiled and said, "It's been ten years."

The officials in this room were shocked. From ten years to ten years?

The emperor said: "It only takes ten years to drag down the national strength of the Black Martial Arts, and my Daning can train a group of soldiers who can conquer warlike weapons. Ten years later, the Black Martial Arts will be dragged into the abyss, both military and financial resources, but this idea needs to be deduced. The people of the Ministry of War will put aside other things in the past few days and draw up a strategy to hand it over to me as soon as possible."

The Minister of War leaned over: "I obey the order, and when I go back, I summon everyone to discuss."

The emperor nodded, reached the door, looked at the scenery outside and was silent for a while, and then ordered: "Go and invite the prince. From today on, I will discuss matters with the court officials, and the prince can participate."

Dai Fangzhou responded quickly and ran out, thinking while running that His Majesty was really happy these days. His Majesty was happy and he was happy, so he seemed so brisk when he ran.

The emperor turned around and asked again: "Where has Zhuang Yong been?"

"I guess I should enter the Grand Canal at this time."

"I've arranged someone to pick him up."

The emperor slowly breathed: "I want this greeting, I am worthy of him and worthy of him."

Meanwhile, the Grand Canal.

A Fubo warship headed north along the Grand Canal. Zhuang Yong, who stood at the bow of the boat with both hands, seemed to be unwilling to go back to rest for a moment. He had been standing here and looking at the two sides for a long time. No one knew why. The official from the border was so tired. He really didn't want to go back to the room, so he just wanted to keep watching.

It seems that I have never come back in my life.

Zhuang Yong walked along the way, and the corners of his mouth were raised. The world of Daning is full of grass and trees, villages and towns, rivers and mountains. It looks comfortable to see it. No matter how you look, even though Qiuli had long been the territory of Daning, he really had no sense of belonging. Zhuang Yong's ship had just entered the canal, and he couldn't calm down. Every scene in his mind passed by quickly was the scene of him leading his army through the canal again and again.

When I thought of it the most, it was naturally the first time I led my army south. At that time, the navy had just had the power to fight. The vast fleet rushed to southern Xinjiang to prepare to fight with Qiuli people. In fact, the initial plan was just to defeat Qiuli. As I fought, Qiuli was destroyed.

That silly boy was young and childish at that time...When Zhuang Yong thought of this, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed. Is that silly boy not childish now?

It was a miracle that he could become a general. He might be the most careless general in the hundreds of years since the founding of the country. How great it was at that time, and he was not as old as he is now.

Fortunately, His Majesty did not forget it, so he transferred him back.

Zhuang Yong let out a long breath. No matter what, he would be fine when he came back. He turned his head to look at the other side. His only daughter Zhuang Ruorong and his wife stood there and looked at him and smiled. Last time he almost forced his wife and daughter to return to Chang'an, but he did not succeed. Later, he was relieved. If the whole family could not be together, it would be a very cruel thing. He felt that his wife and daughter would live a better life when they went back, but forgot how could he live a stable life without him.

"It's better to be at home."

Zhuang Yong smiled.

Mrs. Zhuang nodded. It had been a long time since her husband's face had not had such a comfortable smile, so she was also happy, and she was happy from the bottom of her bones. Seeing that the sad face between her husband's eyebrows were gone, how could she be unhappy?

Zhuang Yong knew that he was a little confused and was like a child.

But I can't help it.

"After returning to Chang'an, I will take you to Yingxin Building for dinner."

Zhuang Yong looked at his wife's face with guilt and pampering in his eyes.

"I haven't eaten the wine and food from Yingxinlou for a long time."

Mrs. Zhuang smiled and shook her head: "You can't go out to eat. The first meal must be fired at home. If the fire is on at home, there will be fireworks. Fireworks are popular, and the house will not be deserted."

"Okay, listen to you."

Zhuang Yong looked at his daughter: "What do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Ruorong smiled and said, "Father, you are still far from Chang'an. What are you going to want to eat now?"

"Hahahaha...I can't help it."

Mrs. Zhuang said, "You have just returned to Chang'an, and Your Majesty must meet you, so your first meal must be eaten in the palace. You also asked us what we want to eat. We don't take you whatever we want to eat, you can't eat it."

“That’s right.”

Zhuang Yong said: "Will your Majesty summon me to the palace to have dinner together?"

As he was speaking, a fleet came towards the river in front of him. When Zhuang Yong saw the warship, his expression immediately became solemn. He also felt tight. When he met the fleet, was there something wrong with southern Xinjiang? He had just left there. If there was any military service, wouldn't it be inappropriate for him to leave at this time? In an instant, Zhuang Yong thought of a lot of things.

Opposite was a fleet of nineteen warships, including sixteen of the latest Fubo warships, two of the latest Wanjun warships, and the flagship, the latest Shenwei.

The warship slowly stopped in front and got off the anchor. Then Zhuang Yong heard the sound of trumpets. In a moment, all the soldiers on the warship boarded the deck and stood neatly in the direction towards Zhuang Yong, and everyone was straightened.

On the magic power of the flagship, a man wearing general armor strode forward, walked to the bow of the ship and stood, then raised his right hand and performed the most standard Daning military salute.

"According to your order, we welcome the general home with the might of the great ship!"

call!

All the soldiers on the warship raised their right arms, and at that moment, it seemed like thunder was shaking everywhere.
Chapter completed!