Both of them were talking nice things at the utmost, but people listened to it and felt dry and had no nutrition.

Zhu Gaoxu smiled and didn't care. He began to ask what he wanted to know most this time: "I heard that Eunuch Zheng has already made the southern Xinjiang... big..."

"Dagula." Wang Jinghong introduced.

Zhu Gaoxu slapped his thighs: "Yes! It's the big bone lance! I heard that Eunuch Zheng has taken down the whole place? I am also fascinated by Nanjiang, but I want to take advantage of the opportunity to meet Eunuch Wang to ask for advice."

Wang Jinghong looked up at Zhu Gaoxu. He couldn't tell the difference between the Emperor King of the Ming Dynasty and asked what this sentence meant.

This master has been ordered to go to southern Xinjiang.

At present, it was just because of the destruction of the Japanese, so I didn’t just pull him from the way south. After the matter here was over, I still had to go south.

At that time, you can see with your own eyes what is going on in southern Xinjiang.

But the other party was the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and Wang Jinghong had to answer.

Wang Jinghong said: "The southern border is very large, rich in resources, and the indigenous people are ignorant."

The ground is very large.

There are many good things.

People are stupid.

Commonly known as the local rich man, and elegantly known as the local rich man.

It is often something that is bleed and cut off and placed on the dining table.

This is what Wang Jinghong wants to say.

Zhu Gaoxu smiled happily: "Well, how long do you think he will fight this battle?"

Wang Jinghong answered truthfully: "According to the current progress, it is basically concluded that it will end before the autumn next year, and our Ming Dynasty will unify southern Xinjiang!"

The grandson plundered millions of taels of silver, and the entire southern provinces supported it, and there was no reason why it could not be defeated.

Zhu Gaoxu asked again: "I think it's not good for the royal family of the Southern Xinjiang Xuanwei Department recently, and they are about to enter Beijing. What are the problems in these places in southern Xinjiang?"

Wang Jinghong nodded: "Rebellions occur at times, but they are divided and divided according to the Taisun's method, and use the indigenous higher classes to suppress the lower classes. After all, the situation can be controlled within a controllable range."

Let the southern territory beat their own people and fall into internal strife? Zhu Gaoxu pondered for a moment and thought this was a very good way.

He agreed: "If I practice this method, I will reap the benefits of the fisherman in the Ming Dynasty, and it is the best strategy!"

He could actually hear the Han prince praise the grandson's strategy.

Wang Jinghong was a little surprised, but he was not showing his face. He said: "It was because the lower official heard from Eunuch Zheng that the grandson said that this method was not a long-term solution. If you really want to naturalize southern Xinjiang into the Ming Dynasty, you cannot rely on this generation of southern natives, but should focus on the next generation of new population in the southern border. With our extensive culture in the Central Plains, let the new generation of southern borders be born..."

"National centripetal force!" The young young army guards spoke softly and added to Wang Jinghong.

Wang Jinghong nodded quickly: "Yes! It's the centripetal force of this nation! The students who dropped out of Imperial College this year are already preparing, and Yan Shenggong's family is also selecting personnel. Even the Sun and Moon Hall of Taisun have gone south. It is necessary to educate the next generation in southern Xinjiang, knowing that they are Ming people, descendants of Yanhuang, and the Chinese nation! In this way, no matter how chaotic it is, it will be just an internal struggle among their own families, and afterwards it will be a family."

"Now, the Chinese scholars and women have not been rebelled, and the nation has been exposed, and they are lying on their heads and abused the etiquette." Zhu Gaoxu nodded and spoke in his heart, and continued to say: "This is what Gu Huan, a Taoist priest of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, mentioned in the "On the Era and Xia" of Gu Huan. Using the word nation as centripetal force, is he going to let southern Xinjiang share the ancestors with us?"

Zhu Gaoxu showed some displeasure on his face, probably because he felt that the lowly southern natives were definitely not worthy of the same roots and ancestors as the Ming people in the Central Plains.

The young guards and soldiers of the young army smiled and bowed, "Prince, today's people in the southern part of the Ming Dynasty are the people of Jiuli? How can the two emperors Yan and Huang be different? The grandson often admonished us that although our Ming Dynasty is a country, it is actually the core of a culture."

Wang Jinghong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the grandson's words are probably a retelling of the principle that when you enter the barbarians, you will be the barbarians, and when you enter the barbarians, you will be the Xia."

Zhu Gaoxu sighed, the various political strategies implemented in southern Xinjiang for a long time now and in the future will probably come from the good saint grandson of their Zhu family.

"As long as the Ming Dynasty can get benefits, I will not care about these things! However, if I really want to do it, I am afraid that the court will devote decades of learning to southern Xinjiang."

"So King Jingjiang was promoted to the title of King of Southern and had a fief of 800 Dadian, which means this." Wang Jinghong seemed very relaxed and explained slowly.

Zhu Gaoxu smiled and said, "Zhu Zuojing? If our Taizu was not missing his tribe, could he have the Zhongming Ding Food of Zhu Zuojing? Let him stare at the southern border? Can he use a knife or ride a horse? If it weren't for the Double Ninth Festival that day, I would have advised him in front of the old man!"

Giving Zhu Zuojing the title of King Jingjiang of their family has already invited the heavens to be lucky. Now they have even mentioned their line to the position of King Nan, which is better than the King of Han or King Zhao.

The world is southeast, northwest and northwest.

There are four directions in total, and Zhu Zuojing and others now occupy one of them.

Although Zhu Zuojing, the Southern King, is not as bloody as Zhu Gaoxu and the emperor in the royal family, his reputation is more than half a point.

Wang Jinghong smiled and didn't say anything. He had a word he wanted to say, but he didn't dare to say it.

That is, your Prince of Han thought that the new Nanwang could not control the southern Xinjiang, but now His Majesty the Emperor has brought you and Prince Zhao to the southern Xinjiang.

Wang Jinghong didn't dare to say this when he said this.

You can't be beaten and killed by the Han prince in front of you before your butt fell on the chair of the Governor of the East China Sea Fleet.

Wang Jinghong smiled and said, "Actually, when you come here, the official has something to know with Your Highness."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't know what Wang Jinghong was thinking, so he immediately spoke: "What's the matter? Just say it!"

Wang Jinghong estimated Zhu Gaoxu's expression, but it was not bad, so hesitated: "This time we are waiting for Qiantang to build a new East China Sea Fleet Wharf. The grandson mentioned that he wanted to go over and celebrate the New Year together."

As he said that, Wang Jinghong secretly glanced at Zhu Gaoxu's face again.

seem……

Nothing has changed.

So, Wang Jinghong continued: "Taisun said that the year when the pass is approaching, Yingtian City cannot go back. Since it is a family, it is rare to be close to each other. Naturally, we have to take advantage of the opportunity to get together well. Only when the family with blood is sitting together can the New Year atmosphere really be enjoyed this year."

On the side, the young young guards added again: "Report to the prince, the grandson originally wanted to call Prince Zhao, but now he is afraid that Prince Zhao has passed by Huguang and is difficult to return, so he cannot delay the time to go to southern Xinjiang. So he only called you... At that time, he will hold a banquet on the banks of Qiantang River and celebrate the New Year with you and the prince."

After Wang Jinghong and the young guards finished speaking, everyone present looked at Zhu Gaoxu silently.

Although no one dared to mention the struggles between the blood relatives of the royal family outside, everyone knew that the three legitimate sons in the past were not good at it.

It is hard to wonder why the grandson wanted to call His Highness the King of Han to Qiantang for the New Year at this time.

Moreover, if we talk about the New Year together, the grandson is still a junior.

How can juniors say to their elders, come here and let’s celebrate the New Year together?

When Wang Jinghong heard this request on the boat, he almost threw the young guards who had just climbed onto the boat back into the sea.

Now that he had spoken, Wang Jinghong only hopes that His Highness, the King of Han, would be slightly lighter if he wanted to get angry so that he could have time to rush back to the sea.

The land is too scary, and the treasure ship is the safest.

However, what people didn't expect was that Zhu Gaoxu actually stood up.

He looked up at everyone present, his face looked very serious, sweeping across everyone's face.

Finally, Zhu Gaoxu actually burst into laughter.

"Baby! You actually want to call him the second uncle to drink? Is it because the hair has grown, or do you really think he is an adult? Then I will fall into the Qiantang River if I don't give him drinks, and I will not drink him poorly. I will not drink wine in the future!" Zhu Gaoxu seemed very heroic and proud, and even had a little expectation, hoping that the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty would really fall into the Qiantang River.

I clearly heard the answer I wanted.

But Wang Jinghong was still stunned.

Why did you agree so readily?

The words of the one treasure ship prepared by this governor have not been used yet!

However, Zhu Gaoxu had already called Qianhu from the Bing camp and the generals from other battalions.

"My eldest nephew in Qiantang called me to drink with me for the New Year. I won't be playing with you such a stinky guy. I will follow Zhu Zhanhe's bastard, killing the Ming traitor on the coast for me! At that time, I will plunder your crown prince's wallet and wine cellar and come back to celebrate your achievements!"

After leaving a harsh word, Zhu Gaoxu had already pulled Wang Jinghong into the sea.

The Prince of Han left very casually.

Very single, too.

Only a beach of officers and soldiers were left with concealed faces.
Chapter completed!