"Qin Liangyu, Qin Yiming, Qin Gongming, and Li Mei followed him." Zhu Youlang ordered again.

"I will obey the order!" Qin Liangyu and others bowed to receive the order.

"Your Majesty, are you taking a boat or riding a horse?" Qin Liangyu asked.

"Let's take a boat."

Zhu Youlang thought about it and felt that Qin Liangyu was seventy-seven years old after all, and although his body looked strong, he was better to be careful.

At least it’s not that hard to take a boat, and it saves the hard work.

"That's great, Your Majesty, you can eat hot pot on the boat." Qin Liangyu said excitedly.

Zhu Youlang looked at her face that had already gained weight and said to himself: "This old lady is also a foodie. You are different from a young man. You can't eat scattered scatter. Can you bear it if your stomach can bear it?"

"Yes, yes, I'll prepare the mutton and seasonings now." Chen Zhongwu's face shone on his face when he heard about it and quickly echoed.

"Your mission is to lead troops to fight, not to take a flower boat on the Qinhuai River! Don't even think about eating hot pot, get out and prepare for the troops."

Seeing his second brother-in-law's greed, Zhu Youlang was so angry that he wanted to go over and kick him on the butt. So he waved at him angrily and drove him out.

"Oh, I understand." Chen Zhongwu was scolded by his brother-in-law every few days. He had become so mean and didn't care. He pouted and went out.

...

The Ming Navy went south along the Yangtze River, entered the Minjiang River in Yibin, then went north along the river, and headed straight to Chengdu.

Zhu Youlang chose this waterway for the navy, which was actually a bit far away.

Normally, it should be from Luzhou to Tuojiang River and heading north along Tuojiang River.

Why did he choose this waterway? He didn't say anything, and no one dared to ask.

In fact, Zhu Youlang's personal mission to Sichuan was indeed his purpose.

He wanted to do something big. He was not good at making trouble for others, so he had to work hard to travel.

...

On the 23rd day of the first lunar month, the ship is still on the Yangtze River.

After Zhu Youlang finished the memorial, Yang Ai looked at it and said that if he did not issue a separate order, he put the memorial down and handed it over to Chen Zhenhui.

She was very confused. Several of the memorials were for money, but the emperor only criticized the three words "know" and had no opinion on the disposal.

The imperial court's financial crisis, why is the emperor not in a hurry at all?

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Zhongzhen is waiting for him to see him." Seeing that the emperor was idle, Li Hong reported in a low voice.

"Xuan." Zhu Youlang ordered.

"Your Majesty, the old minister made another soup recipe yesterday, stir-frying chili with pork oil, which has a stronger aroma. Let's try it later?" Qin Liangyu quickly presented the treasure after seeing the ceremony.

Zhu Youlang was amused when he heard this and thought to himself: "Wow, this old lady has actually started to eat it now? Fried peppers with pork oil, it smells good. Can you cure it? Are you afraid of high blood pressure?"

"Qin Aiqing, it's rare that you love hot pot so much, I must try it. However, you have a person from Spring and Autumn, so you have to go on a diet and eat vegetarian food." Zhu Youlang said.

"Well..., thank you for your concern. I'll just care about it." Qin Liangyu replied embarrassedly.

"Eat more vegetables and eat less meat."

"Yes, yes, eat more vegetables and less meat."...

Qin Liangyu's new recipe is really good. It is spicy and spicy. Zhu Youlang, who swears to eat less mutton and more vegetables, ate a lot.

Qin Liangyu was also indifferent to his mouth. Under the emperor's gaze, he only simmered vegetables and seldom ate meat. Once he saw that the emperor was not paying attention, he quickly picked up a large chopstick meat and put it in the bone plate.

Zhu Youlang saw it and pretended not to see it, thinking that he thought, "It seems that the old lady's stomach is pretty good. She is in a good mood and has a good appetite. It seems that she can live for a few more years. It seems that it is related to her mood. After returning to Nanjing, she has to give the old lady the will. No more meat can be eaten per month, but once a week, it is not enough."

After eating, Zhu Youlang, accompanied by Yang Ai, took a walk back and forth on the boat to digest food.

Looking up the shore, you can vaguely see the people's houses and the people's clothes.

The houses are very torn, and most people wear clothes without any concealment.

This scene evokes Zhu Youlang's concern for the country and the people.

"Oh, Sichuan was originally a fertile land. After decades of war, what did you think it has become? The chieftains, the thieves, the Qing soldiers, and the lanterns harmed this land. No matter how rich a place is, it cannot withstand such torture." Zhu Youlang sighed.

"Your Majesty, I believe that you will surely rejuvenate this land, save the people from the suffering of war, and live a good life."

Seeing that the wind was strong on the river, Yang Ai was afraid that Zhu Youlang would catch a cold, so he asked Li Hong to bring a robe and put it on Zhu Youlang while answering.

"It's not a day when the ice is frozen. The road is long, ah." Zhu Youlang nodded to Yang Ai in gratitude.

This was a habit in later generations, but Yang Ai was stunned by his actions.

"Your Majesty, you are different from all the emperors in history. Although you have a long way to go, I am full of confidence in you. It won't take five years, and this place will definitely be rich." Yang Ai replied.

"Oh, why is it different?" Zhu Youlang asked.

"Your Majesty, your knowledge is all-encompassing, omniscient, and omnipotent. Which emperor in history has such talent? This is one." Yang Ai replied.

Zhu Youlang looked back at Yang Ai and saw that there was a light in her eyes, like a fan of later generations.

"Oh? Are there two and three?"

"Of course, you are enlightened and generous. You are not talking about this. You are keen in your mind and often find a path that others have not walked through the thorns. The depth of this thought has been unreachable since ancient times."

"Haha, still deep? You must know that my level is not considered in future generations, so I can only scare you." Zhu Youlang thought to himself.

"Also, the biggest difference between you and the emperor in history is that you sometimes don't regard yourself as an emperor." Yang Ai said again.

"Hmm? What does this mean? Do you mean I didn't put my position right?" Zhu Youlang glanced at Yang Ai with confusion and asked, "No, I have always regarded myself as the emperor."

"Hehe, Your Majesty, just now, I put on a dragon robe. What does it mean to nod your head at me? Did you say that you were working hard? May I ask Your Majesty, in the eyes of other emperors, so the subjects are his slaves. Who would tell me that I was working hard?" Yang Ai chuckled and said.

When Yang Ai said that, Zhu Youlang understood.

Yes, the soul from later generations sometimes unconsciously puts yourself and others on an equal position without the awareness of being arrogant.

From this point of view, there is indeed no right position.

There is no way, this is something that penetrates deep into the bones, and it is indeed difficult to change for a while.

"Also, hehe, Your Majesty, you would rather not sleep by yourself than let your ministers give beautiful women to sleep. Which emperor in history can do it?" Yang Ai's face turned red and she said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!