Since Zhu Yunwen's journey came to Chengdu, Geng Bingwen finally fell asleep peacefully.

There is no accurate news about the battle situation in Annan yet, and Geng Bingwen just asked the front army to first detach the camp and go south to Kunming, and then act according to the situation.

Around Chengdu, the main force of nearly 200,000 remains unmoved.

Fortunately, until the end of April, I finally received the first military information report from Zhu Di, saying that the army planned to detour and had now set off the camp and left Yepuman.

The military newspaper is on the sixth day of April.

"It's been a month, who knows what the current situation is? Will the military situation today not be visible until June?"

The traffic was inconvenient and there was no instant messaging, which really made Zhu Yunwen unacceptable.

"After the war in the southwest is pacified, I must leverage people to broaden the Langshan trail in Guangxi and Annan!"

Only by building a road to the southwest can the Ming Dynasty strengthen its rule over the southwest.

As for the expenses, isn’t this a ready-made Jiaozhicheng Announcement of the Political and Envoy Department?

When Hu Jili was in power, he embezzled three countries and more than a dozen Mengshang. The Indochina Peninsula was also near the sea. Annan's family's foundation could not be less than that of North Korea. As for labor, it happened to use the money to recruit a group of Guizhou and Guangxi local people to come over, and they had to catch more prisoners of war.

You can't use Jiaozhi as a laborer, otherwise you will have trouble again.

When he thought of the serious matters, Zhu Yunwen couldn't stay idle and began to play the trick of governing the country in the blank question book.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. An emperor wants to do too many things, and it is inevitable that he will be careless. Therefore, in recent years, Zhu Yunwen has been following the habits of his previous life and remembering them down!

But I remembered it for the leader in my previous life, but now I remember it for myself.

Seeing that Zhu Yunwen was busy again, Shuangxi washed some fruits and put them aside: "It's rare to leave the capital and be less troublesome in state affairs. Your Majesty should not be too busy. It's better to take more rest. I heard from the King of Shu that there was a troupe in Chengdu a few days ago. Why call him here to show him to His Majesty."

Miscellaneous opera troupe?

Zhu Yunwen paused for a moment. He had been living in Nanjing for several years. Except for watching a few songs and dances during the New Year Festival, he had never seen anything like acrobatics.

When you are in Chengdu, there are really not many things. You can watch it even if you are idle.

"Um."

Continuing to improve his road construction career, Zhu Yunwen nodded softly, and there were naturally Shuangxi to arrange other things with Zhu Chun and the others.

After finishing writing, Zhu Yunwen put down his pen, shook his slightly sore wrist twice, picked up a piece of iced watermelon and started eating.

At the end of April, it was not far from midsummer, and the territory of Chengdu was even hotter than I remember.

"Come on, eat together."

Seeing Geng Xuan swallowing not far away, Zhu Yunwen was happy and greeted him.

"I dare not."

Geng Xuan clasped his fists and looked embarrassed: "If my father knew about it, it would be a good beating."

This kid is not honest.

Zhu Yunwen suddenly felt secretly happy and said, "I have the final say. If the old general blames you, you will say that this is what I allow."

Geng Xuan was so happy that he couldn't run away. After thanking him, he hurriedly picked up a piece and chewed it wildly, and only chewed the juice everywhere. Zhu Yunwen couldn't dodge and even had a lot of dye on his clothes.

A little eunuch who was accompanying him saw it and wanted to stand up and question it, but saw Zhu Yunwen smiling. He seemed to have not realized it. He knew in his heart that the emperor had no intention of blame, so he stepped back and pretended to be blind.

"Well, delicious, sweet."

After chewing four or five pieces in a row, Geng Xuan stopped talking. He was responsible for Zhu Yunwen's imperial guards. He had not dared to leave for two months since he left Beijing. He had been working diligently and worried. He usually didn't dare to leave and drink water when he was thirsty. If Zhu Yunwen had not specially approved it today, how could he relax?

Wiping his mouth, Geng Xuan was about to thank him when he saw Zhu Yunwen looking at him with a smile, and was stunned.

"Uh? What instructions does Your Majesty have?"

Geng Xuan is so arrogant.

Although Geng Xuan is Geng Bingwen's youngest son, he is in his twenties this year. In this era, people in their thirties can call themselves my husband, but Geng Xuan is obviously a man of Zhu Gaoxu, without any eloquence.

"It's nothing, but I want you to wash out my clothes tonight."

Geng Xuan then noticed that Zhu Yunwen's casual clothes were stained with some juice at some time, and he looked sloppy. He was so scared that his face was pale. He bent his knees and planned to kneel down and was supported by Zhu Yunwen.

"What are you doing? It's not a sin of beheading."

Seeing Geng Xuan so scared, Zhu Yunwen teased her heart: "Don't let your father know, otherwise he would be beaten back to Nanjing."

Geng Xuan was even more bile-killed, his face was like bitter melon, and his facial features were squeezed into pieces, which made Zhu Yunwen laugh.

"What's the matter to please Your Majesty?"

Just now, Shuangxi had already left and he was happy to see Zhu Yunwen.

"My guard general is worried about how to wash my clothes."

Zhu Yunwen pointed at Geng Xuan, and Shuangxiu saw the splashed juice on Geng Xuan and Zhu Yunwen's bodies, and was also happy.

"This laundry is something that the servants have to do. When it is later, there will naturally be someone to do it, so General Geng should not worry."

"Shuangxi is right. How can I really let Yuan Kui, the Ming Dynasty martial arts competition, do this? Well, you don't need to do it for washing clothes."

If anyone in the world knows Zhu Yunwen’s thoughts best, Shuangxi is definitely the only one.

A quiz-piao-piao-spoke joke made Geng Xuan’s responsibility for losing his manners in front of him, and even took over the errand of washing clothes for Geng Xuan.

The master and servant sang together and then copied the matter. Geng Xuan was so grateful that he felt very excited.

"There are outstanding people in Sichuan."

Looking at the plates of fruits and vegetables on the big table, Zhu Yunwen sincerely exclaimed: "The country of Tianfu is well-known, but there is no shortage of food."

"It depends on the mountains to eat the mountains, and it depends on the water to eat the water."

Shuangxi picked a mango, peeled it carefully, and finally handed it to Zhu Yunwen: "There are some places along the border that are not suitable for cultivation and planted orchards. The people always have a living plan."

Zhu Yunwen was happy to eat and nodded in recognition. He read a lot of Sichuan's customs and customs this month, and wrote a book on official articles. There are fields and mountains in this area of ​​Sichuan, Han people and local people, and the nations live in a mixed place but they are also happy and harmonious.

If you want to get along well with each other, it means that both sides can integrate into each other's folk civilization and achieve a high degree of acceptance. Naturally, as time goes by, they will become a family.

The reason why the Han people's assimilation power is because of the saying that they rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and water to eat the water.

Some of Sichuan people and local households make a living by hunting in the mountains or collecting herbs from the mountains. These Han people can also do it.

When growing grain on cultivated land, Sichuan's governors will also give land to local residents so that they don't have to worry about making a living by feeding food in the cold winter. In this way, they will naturally help each other in daily life, and over time they become much closer.

"Guizhou, Guangdong and Guangxi should copy Sichuan's homework."

Zhu Yunwen smashed it and smacked it, but he didn't feel satisfied. Shuangxi had already peeled another one over there.

"Don't pull the cart all day long, and learn from brother provinces to communicate. You just talk about the mountainous people in Guizhou. Where did our mountain army come from? Wasn't it just recruited? Promote more, guard the barren mountain fields, rely on the climbing trees to collect herbs, how can you keep your appetite alive and come out to see the world more.

There is also the sea in Guangdong and Guangxi. Since they are unwilling to farm, don’t force them. What’s the difference between fishing? At least there is meat every meal. They can also catch our Han people, and work harder to cooperate. Wouldn’t this barrier slowly melt away?”

Why did the differences between ethnic groups in later generations only leave the details of customs and other side details? Isn’t it because of everyone’s living habits and ways of making a living mostly come together?

Young people also have to work, go to school, and travel, which is compatible with Han people day and night. Naturally, there is no difference over time.

Zhu Yunwen was a generous person. As long as he was a person who could accept Han culture, he was willing to treat everyone equally. He was all the people of the Ming Dynasty and would always be the people of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty would protect their safety and open official warehouses for relief like a disaster.

As long as the court's policies are followed in the general direction, the court will respect the customs and customs in details and allow them to be preserved.

Zhu Yunwen was also very sad about the numerous crimes committed by Li Fangyuan in the Liaodong territory.
Chapter completed!