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Once the general strategy is drawn up, all that's left is the details.

We certainly can't send troops this year, but we don't have to wait three years because we can attack from the sea. Either next year or the year after, we will definitely launch an expedition.

Before that, Huang Yao had to send people from Yunnan to familiarize themselves with the terrain and climate of northern Myanmar and inquire about the local chiefs in Myanmar. It would be best if they could provoke internal conflicts. In terms of ocean, Guangdong merchants were allowed to take ships to engage in trade, while Datong Xiazuo mixed with the caravans and landed to inquire.

King Toungoo sent people to Kunming to request for canonization. Then let the local officials drag him along, ask for bribes according to orders, and disturb the canonization of Huang, without causing vigilance in Taungoo's country.

After all the preliminary preparations were completed, the North and South were caught off guard.

At the same time, one of Fei Yinggon's divisions was transferred to Chengdu to be stationed, and the families of the soldiers also moved there. From now on, this division will be the local army in Sichuan, mainly for defense in the direction of Tibet, and may enter Tibet to fight in the future.

Fei Yinggon was old, so he was recalled to Nanjing to take up a post, and the division commander chose another person to take up the post.

After returning to Beijing, Fei Yinggong was transferred to the Governor's Mansion and served as the Left Governor of the Right Army (first grade), and was granted the title of Marquis of Qing by the Jin Dynasty. Whether it is depriving him of the right to command or returning to Beijing to enjoy his wealth, he will no longer have to lead troops in the future.

Jiang Dashan led a division back to Nanjing to defend the capital.

Jiang Liang led a division to Hangzhou to take charge of Jiangnan.

Liu Zhu led a division to Xuzhou to coordinate the north and south.

In this way, four divisions will move south, troops will no longer be stationed on the northern border, and the pressure on logistics and transportation will be greatly reduced.

There are currently 3,000 imperial guards and 7,000 regular Nanjing troops. Now that another division has been transferred back, the entire Nanjing army is 20,000. In addition, there are police forces and Jinling Prefecture patrol soldiers, totaling more than 10,000 people.

It's definitely not enough. It doesn't matter when Zhao Han is around. After two or three generations of emperors, more troops will be needed to defend the central government.

There is no rush for now. When the grassland is completely calmed down, two more divisions will be transferred back.

Zhao Han called Zhu Youdong, the commander of the imperial guards, and said: "This year we will send a fleet to various Western countries, and there may be wars along the way. In addition to the navy soldiers, I plan to have a thousand imperial troops follow me out to sea. Among them, 300 armored guards will be selected. Only in this way can we show the majesty of our celestial dynasty. Pass the news on and let the Forbidden Army sign up on its own. You may encounter wind and waves along the way, and you may be in danger of being buried in the belly of a fish. Those who are willing to go to sea will have departure fees and three times their wages. Once in danger, I will Be kind to his wife and children.”

"According to the order!"

Zhu Youdong took the order and left.

The emperor's armored guards used to number only three hundred, but later increased to five hundred. They are all strong and strong men, wearing plate armor and fighting with hammers.

These are not the products of the Taiping Dynasty. They are all selected from the elites of various armies and killed out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. With three hundred armored guards, seven hundred Imperial City Guards, and some naval soldiers, they can capture port cities along the way, and if they are outrageous, they can even destroy small countries.

When Zheng He went to the Western Ocean, there were many battles along the way!

In the blink of an eye, it is the sixth month of the lunar calendar, and the heat in Nanjing is unbearable.

This summer was extremely hot, and the emperor couldn't bear it. After reviewing the memorials every day, it felt like he had taken a bath with his clothes on. Even though the palace maids were fanning him the whole time, he was still soaked, so Emperor Zhao finally decided to go into the mountains to escape the heat.

The summer resort on Purple Mountain is almost complete. Apart from the Forbidden City, this is Zhao Han's only "big construction project".

The civil servants were too lazy to take care of it, and they didn't even have anyone to advise them.

Because Zhao Han did not use the treasury and did not impose corvee. Since everything is paid for by the emperor, the civil servants will chew their tongues only when they are full.

The Summer Resort is not grand, and they don't even use huge trees, because it would be a waste of money and manpower. Most of the wood is cut down on site, and the houses are built relatively low, which means they occupy a large area. Otherwise, they are similar to the manor of a rich man.

The concubines of the harem, the princes and princesses all went to escape the summer heat together. The princes and princesses were already on summer vacation.

It's just that it's troublesome to process official documents, which have to be delivered back and forth inside and outside the city.

"It's more comfortable in the mountains. The temperature is several degrees lower than in the city." Zhao Han lay under a big tree to enjoy the cool air.

As for the temperature, we already have thermometers.

At the Kintenwon Planetarium, temperatures are recorded every day of every month to observe annual climate changes.

Fei Rulan came with the palace maid, wearing a vaguely transparent gauze dress. Because of the underwear blocking it, only two arms were partially exposed. This is the summer clothing worn by noble ladies in ancient times. Poor people cannot afford it. The thin fabric is too expensive.

"Husband, chilled sour plum soup." Fei Rulan smiled.

Zhao Han took it and drank it in one sip. He felt comfortable all over and immediately praised: "My lady is so good at her craftsmanship!"

"(Pan) Qimei made it with her own hands and made a big bucket." Fei Rulan said.

Zhao Han thought for a while: "Give some ice cubes to court officials below the fourth rank. There is no need for so much in the palace."

It also snows and freezes in winter in Nanjing. Officials who have the conditions will store some ice cubes and wait for them to be taken out and used next summer. Low-level officials may not have ice storage, so Zhao Han said that it would be given to court officials below the fourth rank.

The rank officials of the Datong imperial court are subsidized for severe winter and hot weather, and they are subsidized for two to three months every year.

Of course, it's only for high-ranking officials, and officials can't get anything.

Fei Rulan sat down and drank sour plum soup with Zhao Han. After chatting for a while, he suddenly said: "(Lu) Tianxiang wants to ride a horse, and the other sisters are also clamoring to go. Let me come to my husband to have a chat."

"It's such a hot day to go horseback riding in the mountains? They're not afraid of heatstroke." Zhao Han couldn't help complaining.

Fei Rulan said: "It's hard to get out, of course I want to do more activities."

Zhao Han said: "Let the guards protect you and go wherever you want."

The racecourse is not far down the mountain, so it's very convenient to go back and forth.

As soon as Zhao Han opened his mouth, even Fei Rulan ran away and took her children to the racecourse to have fun. Moreover, we live directly at the racecourse. We ride horses in the morning and evening. When the sun is too hot, we hide in the house and play mahjong.

There are many houses in the racecourse where people can stay.

When the racecourse is open to the outside world, the wealthy people in the city come to enjoy themselves. The teenagers like to practice riding skills and have even resumed polo. Anyway, their consumption can bring a lot of income to the racecourse every year.

After Zhao Han finished approving the memorial, he went back to the room to rest for a while. He felt that the surroundings were quite deserted. He asked the female officer in charge of daily life: "Have all the ladies gone to the racecourse?"

The female officer replied: "Only the concubine did not go."

"Go to Duan's room." Zhao Han said.

Duan concubine is the Brunei princess Aisha. Because she is of Arab descent, she was intentionally or unintentionally excluded in the harem. The concubines usually did not take her with them when they had group activities, and they didn't even bother to show off.

"His Majesty!"

Aisha stood up to greet her happily. Since she became pregnant, even the emperor rarely came.

On the bamboo mat, a baby was crawling. It was Ayesha's daughter.

"Can you even crawl?" Zhao Han was quite surprised.

Ayesha said: "I learned it last month."

Zhao Han is definitely not a good father. He cares about his children but does not care about raising them. He can't even remember how many children he has. Eleven or twelve? Or maybe thirteen? Dealing with government affairs all day long is enough trouble, but I really don’t have the energy to take care of it.

"Have you given a name?" Zhao Han sat on the edge of the bed and picked up his daughter, which made the child cry loudly.

Ayesha said: "Get up and call me Zhao Huarong."

Except for the slightly sunken eye sockets, this child has no exotic features. After all, the Brunei royal family has been mixed with Han people for several generations.

But she looks very pitiful, and even when she cries, she is so cute.

Zhao Han put his daughter on his neck, stood up and walked around a few times, jumping a few times from time to time. The child quickly stopped crying and was too scared to make a sound. After getting familiar with this height, he actually started to giggle.

Ayesha stood nearby, watching the father and daughter playing, and she also smiled.

A princess from a foreign country was ostracized by other concubines and could only smile happily rarely.

Brunei is not peaceful now.

The Sultan was addicted to pleasure and left all government affairs to the powerful officials. If history remains unchanged, a coup will break out in Brunei as soon as the old Sultan dies. Ayesha's brother will be killed by powerful officials, and Brunei will be divided into two. After three years of civil war, the powerful minister was overthrown and Aisha's other brother took back the throne.

In this time and space, since Brunei has donated its princess, China will definitely send troops to help. Luzon will be done by sending a thousand soldiers.

"Call daddy!" Zhao Han put his daughter down and teased with a smile.

The little girl looked at him curiously.

Zhao Han said again: "Call daddy."

"Yeah." The little daughter finally spoke, but it was just babbling.

After playing for a while, the palace maid came to report that the bath water was boiled.

After handing their daughter to the nanny, Zhao Han and Ayesha went to take a bath respectively. When he came back after washing, he saw Aisha wearing a gauze dress with nothing underneath, her delicate body lying on the bed looming.

"Your Majesty..." Ayesha shouted coquettishly. She had to seize the opportunity to please the emperor and let him come to her room.

Zhao Han was amused and walked over with a smile, hugging her and chatting.

Since summer this year, there have been no major floods in the provinces. Coupled with the good weather in the first half of the year, Zhao Han was completely relieved. At least he didn't have to worry about it this year and could relax a little and play more.

The next morning, Aisha helped Zhao Han get dressed and reluctantly sent the emperor out.

Zhao Han walked around the villa for a while and found that it was cloudy today. He came to the temporary office and asked, "Is there any rush?"

"No." Li Xiangjun replied.

Zhao Han said happily: "Then I won't work today. I'll go to the racecourse to play on the cloudy day. By the way, bring all the official documents. I still have to review them in my spare time."

The emperor was lazy and no one dared to stop him.

In fact, the female officials and maids were also happy. They brought all kinds of things and went down the mountain happily towards the racecourse.

The guards were also happy. There was a garrison at the racecourse and it was closed. No other people were allowed to enter. These guards could follow them and laze around.

Maybe the emperor would also organize a ball game and let the guards play polo to watch the fun.