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Chapter 537 It smells so good

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    With Wen Yansheng¡¯s assurance, Fang Jifan felt relieved.

    Foodie is the foundation of a nation¡¯s continuation.

    Any nation with a long history is bound to be able to master countless ways to eat.

    After eating and drinking, everyone left the table. Fang Jifan ordered people to send Wen Yansheng to Xishan.

    As for Qi Jingtong, well, there seems to be another burden on the family, but that doesn't matter. Fang Jifan's conscience still aches about his son's prostitution, so he decided that Qi Jingtong can eat openly and sleep peacefully.

    Raising him can make your conscience at ease. In fact, this is also a good choice.

    The town government.

    Zhu Houzhao, dressed in military uniform, was with Fang Jifan.

    The Zhenguo Mansion is an idle institution. It only built an inconspicuous yamen in Xishan. There are no other people except a few scribes. The signboard of the Zhenguo Mansion looks scary, but this place is worse than the county government.

    ¡°After allthe imperial court did not allocate money and food, it was not public money.

    Therefore, when it is rainy, the hall will be wet and leaky, and the quality of the project is very worrying.

    It happened to be raining today, and the rain was falling in drops.

    Zhu Houzhao looked at the water curtain cave and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. He sighed: "Old Fang, the Zhenguo Mansion is too shabby."

    "Just make do with it. If the mountain is not high, then there will be immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous."

    Fang Jifan looked a little embarrassed. This cost thirty taels of silver. Why did it leak?

    Zhu Houzhao bared his teeth and glanced at Fang Jifan: "Will you die if you spend more money?"

    Fang Jifan hates people who stand and talk without pain, so he naturally retorted rudely: "Then why didn't His Highness pay for it in the first place?"

    "I" Zhu Houzhao instantly felt like a defeated rooster, and finally said unspeakably: "Poor!"

    Fang Jifan was speechless, glanced at Zhu Houzhao, and said.

    "You are still reasonable when you are poor, right?"

    "Okay, okay, let's do serious things." Zhu Houzhao was lying on the desk. On the table was a map. On the map were the nine sides of the Ming Dynasty.

    This time the Tatars have moved south. The goal of the Tatar Khan is obvious. He hopes to take Datong directly. Tens of thousands of cavalry also swept the periphery of Datong. Datong is in a hurry. Fortunately, the Ming army has been prepared, but even so  , it¡¯s still difficult.

    The national power of the Ming Dynasty was ten to a hundred times stronger than that of the Tatars.

    The only shortcoming is that the millions of Ming troops defended each stronghold along the long border. When they arrived in Datong, they only had tens of thousands of troops and horses.

    "The Tatars don't have to worry about their rear, because there is nothing behind them. Therefore, they can often condense all their strength into a fist and attack a point on the border of the Ming Dynasty.

    Because of this advantage, although the Ming army was large, every time it fought against the Tatars, the Ming Dynasty could only deploy less than 10% of its forces to fight against the Tatars.

    Zhu Hou looked at Datong and analyzed it carefully.

    "The Tatars must be stationed near Xilaifeng. It is surrounded by mountains on both sides, which is a natural barrier. In front of it is Datong Pass If the Tatars are not beaten up this time, they will come again next time. Datong Pass  We can't count on the troops and horses in Guanli. In recent years, our military preparedness has been lax. Like you, I am a very upright person. My father, who has been immersed in the so-called martial arts all day long, has relaxed a lot in military preparedness.  When my eldest father, the late Emperor Chenghua, was here, the officers and soldiers still had some courage to fight, but now, haha"

    A sneer.

    Fang Jifan's heart was cold, but he had a smile on his face: "Your Highness is upright, don't rely on me."

    Zhu Houzhao rolled his eyes at Fang Jifan, and then continued: "Don't come here to pretend, don't I know what kind of person you are? Okay, let's get down to business. Since the officers and soldiers can't count on it, we can only count on our government.  It¡¯s fly ball camp.¡±

    "Lao Fang, is our method reliable or not?"

    Zhu Hou looked at Fang Jifan with an expectant look on his face.

    Fang Jifan was actually unsure, but he still believed that his method was still useful, so he said firmly: "There are now more than 60 flying balls made and 300 people practicing them. Let's take advantage of this opportunity.  This opportunity is given to the opponent to make a surprise attack, and you can try it, and you have a high chance of success."

    Zhu Houzhao nodded, he believed in Fang Jifan.

    Therefore.  "

    Zhu Houzhao didn't see anyone, or in other words, although he saw someone, the broad-minded and fat Wen Yansheng didn't seem to arouse much interest in him.

    He has seen many such officials.

    But he saw the food.

    A table of dishes was prepared. First, in front of him was beef.

    It¡¯s just that this beef Why does it have a faint aroma of wine?

    Zhu Houzhao hesitated, took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and put it into his mouth. Immediately, his taste buds began to be stimulated, and the light aroma of tender beef, gravy mixed with a little rice wine reverberated in his mouth.

    Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but said: "It smells so good. What kind of beef is this? Lao Fang, it's much more delicious than the cow we killed."

    Fang Jifan suppressed his face and said, "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense. The cows were all thrown to death by themselves. It is clearly stated in the book about slaughtering cows." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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