Every time he mentioned the East, Count Ron could see the burning fanaticism in the eyes of Timur and his close ministers. His expression was as obsessed as a robber suddenly saw a pile of unguarded jewelry, and was even more pious than when they mentioned the pilgrimage to Mecca. With Ron's hymns, the Islamic poet who knew how to please his master also began to sing loudly. "Allah gave Timur everything in the world, waiting for him to lead the Muslims to conquer,..."

"Okay, Ron, remember to use your pen to record everything that happened during the Eastern Expedition. I want the world to see if my achievements can be comparable to those legendary heroes." Timur took back his mind from the distant land that made him dream of, and swung the praise of Count Ron. He looked at the four sons Shahalu, whose face had turned like a pig's liver, and asked calmly: "What happened that made my son so panic? Could it be that the sky fell or the river water suddenly began to flow backwards?"

"No, no, yes, yes, the Arab Navy, and the Navy's War Reports of the Gulf of Bengal, the Ming Dynasty's expedition fleet escaped under the eyes of the Arab Navy and the Bangladesh coalition forces." Shaharu suppressed his anger and stuttered.

In an instant, a dark cloud rolled over Timur's eyes, and the close ministers almost saw the furious lightning in his eyes. What was inconsistent with the angry eyes was that the smile on Timur's face was very peaceful at this moment, as peaceful as a devout Muslim praying, but the prayer sounded creepy: "Who commanded the Arab navy, let their king send the head of the navy to Samarkand to me within twenty days. Who organized the coalition forces of the Bay of Bengal, within twenty days. I want to see their head of the head of the head of the city hanging on the city wall of Samarkand"!

The clerk in the hall agreed and wrote the instructions of Amyr. "Oh, oh." The generals cheered loudly for the master's decision. Earl Ron trembled and recorded today's orders with his pen. Even though he was knowledgeable, he did not know which poem should be used to praise the cruelty of the murderer.

"Father, the messenger from Turkey said that the Ming sailors were extremely barbaric. Their naval commander was killed by the Ming warships in a way that they died together. When the coalition commanders of various countries in the Bay of Bengal were intercepted by the Ming expedition fleet, they were attacked by pirates in the South China Sea. They were seriously injured and died." Shaharu coughed twice, overwhelmed everyone's cheers and reminded loudly.

"Oh, it's dead. Death is so cheap. Where are the envoys? What else did they say? Is the admiral of the Ming Dynasty's expedition fleet the one-armed man? Is the leader of the South China Sea pirates the surname Ye?" Timur's eyes became more and more angry. If his eyes could kill people, all the close ministers in the hall had been poked several times.

Earl Ron was shocked, and the quill in his hand fell on the paper again. Timur's army defeated the Turkish Empire and indirectly saved the Byzantium on the verge of destruction (Eastern Roman Empire, the battle took place in 1402 in history). The kings of Europe were afraid and respectful to Timur and were afraid. However, some ignorant nobles in the upper class believed that Timur was the same as the Mongols who invaded a hundred years ago. They were only able to destroy locusts that could not be built. No matter how powerful such an empire was, it would only be a flash in the pan.

Like all barbarian empires, the national destiny will not last for a hundred years. But from the clear mind of today's emergency response, this old wolf covered in thick sores did not possess the most powerful empire in the world just by brutality. His wisdom is as amazing as his brutality. Until now, the kings of the Iberian Peninsula have not yet figured out the difference between Muslims in the Hezhong District and Turkish Muslims, while Timur learned about each of his opponents, including a small expedition fleet admiral and a group of pirate leaders.

What a terrible opponent this is. Earl Ron couldn't help but secretly worry about the legendary country in the distance. Pushing the disaster to the east was the best strategy for the Western nobles to deal with Timur's threat when they gathered. So Ron "inadvertently" poked Timur's pain in his poem. But is this really a good idea? The legendary ancient country could really resist Timur and fight with him to lose both sides? The news from friends that the country is still sleeping and has never heard of the powerful enemies in the surrounding environment sharpening their swords. If Timur successfully obtained the dominance of the legendary country and supported the wealth of that country, wouldn't it be even more powerful? After conquering the Ming Dynasty, who is the next target of the butcher knife, who can survive from the iron hoof of the Muslim-turned Mongols?

"He is a one-armed man named Yunfei. Xiao is an earl of the Ming Dynasty. The South China Sea pirate who attacked the fleets of the Bay of Bengal was named Feng Sui. Ye is the navy admiral of a pirate country. They are now stationed in Nanwuli Port. The coalition forces of the Bay of Bengal countries asked their father for their next action." Shaharu handed over a stack of parchment paper, and he was not just reckless. Before reporting to Timur, Shaharu had already learned all the information in detail and made appropriate supplements based on Timur's possible needs.

Timur took the parchment and turned it over and quickly made a decision. If an opponent is strong enough, the best way to defeat him is to take advantage of his sleep rather than wait for him to wake up. "Their next move is their ability? The cooked lamb can make him run away from the pot, so why should he continue to act? Write a letter to tell the princes and princes of Bengal to not act rashly. Each sends envoys to the Ming Dynasty to pay tribute and pick the best gifts they can bring to the Ming Emperor. Let the Ming Emperor believe that the interception was done by pirates and not intentionally offends from all countries."

"Allah gave him courage and wisdom, so that he could swing the sword of anger and punishment as he wished..." Count Ron felt inspiration and quickly recorded Timur's decision on paper and praised it. He felt an impulse in his heart that he was oppressing himself to send such praise. In less than half an hour, he had witnessed Timur's wisdom and decisive side. The iron-fisted hero with such wisdom could not find another one among the European countries that Ron knew. It is no wonder that Timur could conquer or was about to conquer the whole world.

"Earl Ron, in your opinion, will the Ming Dynasty believe in the loyalty of the countries of the Bay of Bengal?" After handling the emergency, the lame wolf Timur stroked Changsun Pier. Ah Heima's curly hair on his head and asked in the sound of paper. Half of his eyes were showing off, and half of his eyes were to provide government guidance to Pier and Ah Heima.

"Little, little minister doesn't know. I don't know much about the East." Earl Ron stopped writing and thought carefully. "This situation must break out in our hometown. Wars between countries will break out, otherwise the king will have no face to continue his rule. Even if both sides have equal strength and are afraid of each other, they will issue the most serious threat in diplomacy and the country will come forward to make a claim. You have also said that the countries in the Bay of Bengal are very weak, and the Ming Dynasty can kill them like an ant with a little finger."

Timur nodded and agreed with Ron's analysis. He turned to ask the fourth son Shaharu for his opinion, "What about you, Shaharu, what do you think?"

"They will definitely believe it, because they are very simple in mind, and Allah has not given them the same wisdom." Shaharu replied with a smile. Timur's military life has not been deceived by him. He said he wanted to deceive whom, and the guy who was deceived must be deceived. Of course, this time there will be no exception. The war with the Turks was a victory obtained by this means. In the event of a decisive battle between the two sides, the nobles conquered by the Turk Empire suddenly appeared on Timur's formation, and their subjects loudly called on their subjects to be loyal to Timur. As a result, the Turks collapsed without fighting, and even the king was captured by Timur.

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of your opponent. Otherwise you will suffer the consequences." Timur was not satisfied with this flattery answer and gave a deep voice to his grandson. His fourth son Shaharu was brave and smart. His biggest disadvantage was his arrogance, otherwise he would be a suitable heir to the empire.

"I think the emperors and civil servants of the Ming Dynasty would believe it because they always only care about the emperor's dignity and do not care about the lives of the people. But the few famous generals in their place would not believe it, but they could not believe it, because the civil servants there had the final say, let alone the lies of self-deception have always been more than the truth." Pier Aheima faced Timur's expectant gaze and said the answer he wanted.

Timur nodded with satisfaction and encouraged Sun Er Ruizhi: "That's right, this is the way to generals. Understand your opponent, understand all his strengths and weaknesses, and then you can find his flaws. It's not that there are talented people in the Ming Dynasty, but it's a pity that there are problems with their methods of identifying and employing people. Do you know who are the main opponents in front of us next spring?"

"I know." Shaharu was unwilling to be compared by his nephew in front of his father, and answered first: "The hero we have to face at sea is Zhen, who commands a huge fleet. His father just mentioned that Yun Fei, Shao and Feng Sui, and Ye may also make trouble for us. On land, the first hero we have to face was Lan. He has experienced forty-three wars in his life. The second hero is King Yan, who commands the army..."

The Ming generals were recited one by one by Shaharu as if they were aware of it, and Earl Ron was stunned. This is the true strength of the Timur Empire. Their intelligence work was omnipresent, and they understood their opponents like jackals and wolves. Having such an opponent was a nightmare for any country. He seemed to have seen that country in the East, countless cities were destroyed in an instant, just like all the once glorious cities in the Hezhong District and the Muslim world, becoming ruins and ruins in an instant.

"In the opinion of my grandson, there is another China that we have to be wary of the enemy. He changed the entire Ming Dynasty." Pier Aheima smiled and took his uncle's words to add, "His name is An Guowu, and he is a duke. The merchants who traveled west often hear legends about him."

"An Guowu"? Earl Ron wrote down this name on paper in surprise. The competition situation between Shahama and Aheima's imperial regent heirs was very obvious. In front of Timur, Aheima dared to mention such a person he had never heard of, definitely not to make Lame smile. The Lameman likes to listen to people's praise, but never underestimates the enemy. Nice, Ron felt that the person mentioned by Aheima would definitely be comparable to all the heroes mentioned by Shahama before, and even has a greater ability in some aspects than everyone.

Sure enough, when he heard Wu Anguo's name, Timuer's expression tightened instantly. After pondering for a long time, Fang agreed and said, "This man is a real hero. I originally wanted to raise an army with the more than 20 cavalry and drive the Mongols out of his homeland. Xu fought for a while, but unfortunately he died too early. This Anguo Wu is a good opponent, especially the firearms he made. They are the wisdom blessed by Allah."

This person must be a great hero, and Timur can be respected as an opponent. Earl Ron drew a lot under the name of Wu'anguo and was preparing to write a letter to send the person's name back to his motherland. As the Turks expanded their conquests, the countries in the East and the West have gradually been connected together, and the competition between the countries has gradually begun. This world is no longer an isolated world. Whoever can gain a lead before the opponent awakens will be the master of the whole world.

"Father doesn't have to worry about this person. Their heroes have always been used to kill the king. I'm afraid that An Guowu will not be able to get rid of his own destiny." Shahama loudly reminded that in front of his nephew, he must seize the opportunity.

"It's right. Their heroes are used to kill the king. Even if they don't kill them, we will find a way to kill him." Timur's gloomy words made people feel cold all over his body. I wonder if he was not confident. In a blink of an eye, he overturned his promise to compete with the hero and turned his energy to planning a conspiracy. "Let the envoys of the Bay of Bengal countries strive to praise Anguo. Wu when giving gifts, and put on an admiration to tell the Han emperor. The entire Muslim world is circulating the name of Anguo. Wu."

"Yes, let them cut their hands on their own, and we will use the sword given by Allah to cut them down. Father, I have another strategy that can make the price we pay for the Eastern Expedition even less..." Shahama finally regained the game in front of Timur, looking at his nephew proudly and said another "makeup plan".

"Hahaha, good idea, I'm planning to do this, haha..." The laughter of three generations of Timur's grandchildren came from the palace. A group of carrion-eating crows were startled and "scratched" and flew eastward.

"Bang"! Earl Ron's pen fell on the top for the third time.

The soft wind of early summer intoxicated the whole country, and there were songs everywhere. Fisherman songs everywhere, and a peaceful scene. Shao Yunfei rode a small boat from Yangzhou Prefecture to the north along the old canal road, as if he was traveling through a dream.

Zhili District is actually very poor. Although it is already richer than other prefectures in the south, compared with the emerging cities in the north, these emperors can only give the people food and clothing, which is far from calmness and decency. This can be seen from the style of the houses that, except for the prefectures, the people live almost all thatched huts and bamboo buildings, which makes Shao Yunfei, who has just seen the tall buildings in the capital, is very uncomfortable. Occasionally, there are one or two elegant courtyards along the coast floating by in front of Shao Yunfei. No need to guess, it can be seen from the high lanterns that are raised high, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people.

From Antai to Jianwen, from respecting Neo-Confucianism to restoring Zhou system, the emperor changed, the slogans changed, and the officials' names also changed, but everything at the bottom was still changed, but the Ming Dynasty was indeed rich enough to the level of "farmers stomping on silk shoes" in the prosperous era, which would make the envoys from all over the country amazed. But that was just an illusion. There was no need to go far away. Fourteen or five miles away from the capital, there were groups of beggars squatting beside the road, waiting for the darkness. After dark, they were wandering around the time before the gate was closed.

The only chance to enter the city. I scramble into the city and go to a restaurant and restaurant to ask for some leftovers. As long as I am caught by the assistants before eating and sent out of the city, I have the chance to survive and survive until the next person arrives in the evening. Jianwen's cabinet has put all his effort into creating superficial articles, just like a lazy and stupid woman who uses all her savings to buy powder to apply on her face. Before going out, I forgot to change into clean clothes. As soon as I raised my hand, my elbows were exposed from the ripped hole in my sleeve, which made everyone laugh.

Compared with the more remote rural areas, the two sides of this canal are already prosperous. Because the river channel was just widened on a large scale last year, people along the coast had the opportunity to find a living in work and make up for the deficit after the government's plunder by selling their strength. After the rise of maritime transportation, the Grand Canal, which communicates between the north and south of China, gradually lost its former functions, but an unexpected innovation by Wu'anguo extended the lifespan of this Henan section, making it emit even brighter brilliance than before.

The governance of the Huaihe River area took great effort to achieve this disaster river, and he was almost forgotten by the world. The Huaihe River was originally in good weather. Although the Yellow River had invaded south several times in history, the threat to both sides of the Huaihe River was not too great. At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, Du Chong, the Song general, was digging the Yellow River to prevent the Jin soldiers from digging the Yellow River in the south, causing the Yellow River to seize the Huaihe River into the sea. During the confrontation between the Song and Jin Dynasties, Cheng San was not in charge and no one was in charge of the Huaihe River, which finally made the Yellow River a foregone conclusion. After the Mongols destroyed the Song Dynasty and entered the Central Plains, during its 88-year locust-like rule, the Yellow River broke its mouth and floods between the Yellow River and the Yellow River broke down one after another.

In the 25th year of the Yuan Dynasty (1288), the Yellow River broke 22 places and entered the Huai River from the Wo River. In order to ensure the grain supply of the nobles in the capital, the Yuan Dynasty sent Jia Lu, a capable minister to control the Yellow River. As a result, this capable minister built the northern embankment to prevent the canal from being endangered, so that the eastern section of the Yellow River entered the sea from the Jialu River. This governance method that only cared about the transportation of grain in the capital and did not care about the lives and death of the people only ensured the safety of the canal and did not change the dilemma of the people being flooded. Since then, the Yellow River invaded the south several times, and in summer, the Huai Shang District was a vast ocean. (The drunkard note: These crimes were later relied on Zhu Yuanzhang. Legend has it that he was born and took away the good luck of the Huai River District).

After communicating with the two main roads of the Ming Dynasty and Tongbei, Wu'anguo handed over the work to others. He took the initiative to ask Emperor Antai Zhu Biao to provoke Ying and provoke the unwelcome Huai River management work. He adopted the "people retreated and water advances" method to migrate the people along the Hongze Lake on a large scale. With the cooperation of Guo Pu, the governor of the six northern provinces, and the late Zhang Wu, Yang Da and others, the Liaodong desert exchanged for the contracts of the people on both sides of the Huai River. Gradually, he formed an unmanned area in Hongze Lake, Sanhe, Baima Lake and other disaster-stricken areas every year, dredging the original river channels and lakes silted by the Huai River to form a branch of the Huai River. Finally, through a hydraulic project similar to Dujiangyan, the Huai River was introduced from the ancient canal into the Yangtze River.

The great extent of the river management project is amazing. The more Shao Yunfei travels north on the boat, the more he can feel the difficulties of Wu'an Kingdom in recent years. From Gaoyou to the north, it turns out that the ancient canal has been replaced by several large and small lakes that are connected together. On the clear lake surface, reeds grow. On the green lakeside, wild ducks are frightened from time to time, flying from the grass, clamoring towards the blue sky. There are double protective lifts on the lakeside. The key parts are rugged, which are obviously reinforced with cement. Shao Yunfei is most amazed.

The names of those water control facilities are: Liaowangdi, Zhouwangdi, Zhaowangdi, Yanwangdi, Chuwangdi, and almost all of Zhu Yuanzhang's sons were awarded here. According to the boss of the fast-paced ship, these were the names Wuhou chose according to how much donated by the princes to govern the Huai River. Not only the princes, but ordinary people donated enough money, they can also choose a bridge or embankment as their own names. Such names are everywhere, such as Zhoujiaqiao, Wujiadun, Shaobogou, and both sides of the Huai River.

"I remember when I was a child, there were always floods here. When summer comes, it is a water town. Now it is a bit unforgettable." Shao Yunfei heard the interesting introduction of the boss of the ship and interrupted. The smooth scene along the coast made him gradually forget that he was unhappy to report the invasion of Timur in the capital but was teased. This time, the encounter in the capital made him angry. The information he earned for his life was not taken seriously, but some ministers actually participated in his instigation of the emperor to urge the emperor to use his weapons for the losses of the private fleet. In this case, Fang Mingqian and Liu Binglong, the old friends in charge of military affairs, were helpless. Without the emperor nodding, the Ministry of War was just a

With an airshot, the two of them could not send out any soldiers. However, Xu Huizu, who was promoted to Chief of Staff by Jianwen as a foreign relative, attached great importance to the information brought by Shao Yunfei. He pulled him to question several times and marked the possible route of Timur's entry on the picture to send it to the palace. Unfortunately, Emperor Jianwen used Xu Huizu just to pretend to appease the royal relatives. The scholar cabinets did not believe that Timur had the strength to attack thousands of miles. After waiting for more than ten days, he did not get the emperor's reply. Shao Yunfei had no time to delay, so he bid farewell to his old friend in Beijing, rented a clutch and went north to find Wu'anguo to discuss countermeasures.

"It goes without saying that Master Wu is a good person, so you can go wherever you go." The boss of the boat was proud of his hometown when he heard people praise him. He adjusted the rudder and replied: "This is not the best world. After passing Gaojiayan, you will definitely not be able to see Hongze Lake. Where is the lake? It's simply the sea."

"Is the sea, is Hongze Lake very big? It's just dozens of miles?" Shao Yunfei asked with a smile. He felt proud when he heard people feel grateful for the benefits of his old friends.

"You are a foreigner. Have you seen Hongze Lake in the past? It's a big fuck and has flooded every day. But today you can see, it would be strange if it is a turtle, a turtle, is so capable. Mr. Wu led everyone to trap it with a big dragon. The long dike of more than a hundred miles cannot overflow much water."

"That can't be called the sea. Have you ever seen how big the sea is? I just came back from the sea." Shao Yunfei was a little absent-minded in his sight and responded casually. The water surface in front of him was getting wider and wider, and only his old friend Wu Anguo could think of this way to gradually eliminate floods.

"You have seen the sea." The boss of the ship handed the rudder to the clerk, glanced at Shao Yunfei up and down, and said disdainfully: "Come on, who do you think you are? If you put an iron hook on your arm, you think you are Shao Yunfei. Stop pretending, I am still Su Ceyu. Here, Mr. Luo Guanzhong's "The Legend of the Ming Dynasty" is something that I heard from the storytellers every day, and even children can talk about it."

A few words of criticism made Shao Yunfei laugh and cry. He had been wandering at the sea for many years, but he didn't expect that he would even lose his name. He didn't want to argue with the boss of the boat, so he turned around and whispered to the water surface: "I pretend to be Shao Yunfei, what's the point of Shao Yunfei? Is it worth pretending to be?"

"Hey, my lobbyist, how do you talk about you?" Several individual passengers on the boat immediately surrounded him and pulled out a posture to fight to trap Shao Yunfei in the middle.

"What's wrong? How did I offend you?" Shao Yunfei became even more surprised. He had some idea of ​​why he got into evil today. OK, he lost his name first, and then mocked himself and caused trouble.

Seeing that Shao Yunfei did not admit his mistake on his own initiative, the crowd around him became even more excited. A passenger with a tall butcher-like appearance came forward and almost pressed his nose to Shao Yunfei's face and scolded: "Foreigners, when you arrive at our side, you have to follow some of our rules. Do you know, here, you scold the dog officials, the prince, and even the emperor of the dynasty will let you do it. No one is willing to care about the nosy business. But if you scold Mr. Wu or Mr. Wu's friends, I'm sorry, everyone will not be able to get along with you."

"Yes, yes, there are many offenses just now, and there are many offenses." This is wherever you are. Shao Yunfei's belly was almost broken by laughter. He barely suppressed his smile and bowed to everyone to apologize, "Those who don't know do not blame, and those who don't know do not blame."
Chapter completed!