After struggling and hesitating for a long time, Oboi finally compromised!

The unknown fear brought by the poison can drive people crazy.

After Oboi agreed to those three conditions, An Sidao ordered Oboi to go down the mountain.

When Oboi returned to the Qing army, he was surprised to find that Hong Chengchou was also there.

His old face turned red and he couldn't say a word. This time, he lost all his old face.

Hong Chengchou squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's really gratifying to be a happy return from Lord Ao!"

But Oboi felt that Hong Chengchou was sarcasticating him, thinking that this old Yinbi was really hateful!

"Forget it, let's talk about it when you go back."

Hong Chengchou said in surprise: "Mr. Ao is going to withdraw his troops now? Why not destroy the clan in one fell swoop?"

Of course, Obai couldn't answer the truth and stammered: "Let's talk about it when you go back."

The tragic situation of Siming Mountain reached Shuangyu, and Zheng Chenggong couldn't help but be furious.

The Donglu was really cunning and actually took advantage of He Shouyi's gap to launch a surprise attack.

The Ming army in Siming Mountain suffered heavy losses and suffered heavy damage to its vitality!

The soldiers were killed and injured, which made people heartbroken!

He Shouyi is Zheng Chenggong's robe and he is the brother he just recognized. Zheng Chenggong naturally cannot sit idly by!

He immediately asked Zhang Huangyan to discuss it.

"Brother Cangshui, the Eastern Barbarians bully me, the Ming army is no one, it's really hateful! I can't swallow this tone!"

After knowing each other for so many years, Zhang Huangyan rarely sees Zheng Chenggong angry.

Generally speaking, Zheng Chenggong is a gentle and elegant image.

"Siming Mountain has always been a thorn in the eyes of Donglu. They have always wanted to remove it, but unfortunately they never found a chance. If it weren't for the rebellion of Cui Xiucai, even if General He left Siming Mountain, Donglu would not dare to attack the mountain."

It would be fine if Zhang Huangyan didn't mention it, but when he mentioned this Cui Xiucai Zheng Chenggong, he felt angry.

"These scholars are really unreliable!"

After saying that, he realized that there were some problems he was talking about and quickly explained: "Brother Cangshui, I'm not talking about you."

Zhang Huangyan smiled faintly and said, "It's okay."

Based on his understanding of Zheng Chenggong, he naturally knew that Zheng Chenggong was not criticizing him.

"So, Damu wants to vent his anger for General He and the soldiers of Simingshan?"

Zhang Huangyan asked in a deep voice.

"good!"

Zheng Chenggong said boldly: "I will teach these ignorant thieves who are ignorant of the world!"

"There are tens of thousands of green camp soldiers in the Yuyao generation in Ningbo, and their combat power is quite good. How many soldiers are Damu going to bring this time?"

"Ten thousand people are enough!"

"Well"

Zhang Huangyan was naturally not afraid of the combat power of the Qing army's green camp soldiers.

Only these shrimp soldiers and crab generals are really no match for the Ming army navy.

It's just that division of troops is indeed a big and small problem.

When I came to Shuangyu from Zhoushan's main island, I was divided into a soldier. If Zheng Chenggong wanted to attack the Yuyao line in Ningbo, I would inevitably have to divide another soldier.

After all, Shuangyu has to be stationed in division, so will the force appear too small?

"Damu, will ten thousand people face several times the strength of the Green Camp? Will it be a bit too arrogant?"

Since the Battle of the Yangtze River, Zhang Huangyan has become more cautious.

In his opinion, except for the Iron Man Army, the quality of the other Ming army is not much higher than that of the Green Camp soldiers, and it depends on the advantages of weapons and artillery.

It is impossible for one to three to happen every time.

"Don't worry, Brother Cangshui, I'm very sure of this battle!"

Zheng Chenggong clenched his fists and said, "The soldiers and their families are on the island without any worries, so they can let go of their hands and feet and do something big!"

"Your Majesty is time to have a meal."

Zhu Youlang was indeed a little hungry after reviewing the memorial in Chengdu Palace, so he nodded.

"Send meal!"

Han Miao sang and the palace people came in one after another and brought the meals that had been prepared.

Zhu Youlang found a plate of fried shredded potatoes, and his eyes lit up.

How long has it been since he ate potatoes?

As a national dish, shredded potatoes are absolutely delicious and suitable for all ages.

The potatoes are still a little sprouting, so Zhu Youlang ordered people to dig out the sprout eyes and stir-fry them to cook, otherwise he would be reluctant to let it go!

Zhu Youlang picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of it, and slowly put it into his mouth.

The crispy shredded potatoes with Sichuan’s unique old vinegar tastes so amazing!

Seeing the emperor showing a rare smile on his face, Han Miao said aside: "Emperor, are these potatoes so delicious?"

Zhu Youlang was in a good mood and said in a harmonious voice: "The world is delicious."

"I heard from Master Wen Ge that the newly cut potatoes of His Majesty are growing very well."

"I feel so relieved that as long as potatoes grow well, the people will not go hungry."

Although I have never tasted the potatoes, you can tell that the potatoes must be very special when you look at the emperor's expression.

If we can really replace rice and wheat as the emperor said, it would be a year of famine and no one would starve to death.

This is really a measure that benefits the present and the future.

"Your Majesty is really a benevolent king."

Han Miao's words are not entirely flattery. In his opinion, it is not really a pretentious thing that a king of a country can love the people as much as his son.

Zhu Youlang smiled unanimously.

After eating a few more pieces of fried bait, Zhu Youlang closed his eyes with satisfaction.

This dish, which was named Da Shujia by Emperor Yongli, really tastes very special.

Someone suddenly reported it after lunch, and Wen Anzhi asked for a visit.

Zhu Youlang thought to himself that Cao Cao would arrive.

He waved his hand and said, "Xuan!"

A moment later, Wen Anzhi strided into the hall.

Judging from his mental state, he doesn't look like an old man in his seventies.

"My de Wen'anzhi, please see Your Majesty!"

"Mr. Wenge, let's have a meal together."

Zhu Youlang had already ordered people to prepare Jindun, and Wen Anzhi sat down without refusing to lift his robe.

"Old Master Wen Ge tried these shredded potatoes. The taste was really good."

Zhu Youlang is so delicious but he is reluctant to eat too much, so he left some orders to send to the queen and prince.

Wen Anzhi chewed it carefully.

This feeling is very special, and the sour taste is very comfortable.

"Thank you for your reward."

"Master Wenge, you found this potato. I thank you too!"

As soon as Zhu Youlang finished speaking, Wen Anzhi continued: "Your Majesty is here for the purpose of Kunming."

"oh?"

Zhu Youlang said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with Kunming?"

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Qian sent an urgent report, saying that the Eastern Barbarians have been making frequent moves recently. Not only are they attacking the chieftains, but they are still dispatching troops to the border between Yunnan and Guizhou."

Wen Anzhi seemed worried and said, "It seems that Donglu is trying to attack Kunming."

After the imperial court moved the capital, the military strength of Kunming generation decreased. If Oboi really wanted to gather troops to attack fiercely, it would be very dangerous.

But Chongqing's troops were definitely not able to move, so Li Dingguo could only send a partial division to support him.

"I will arrange this matter."

Zhu Youlang paused and said, "Don't worry, Master Wen."

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