Zhou Chubai came again. This time he was covered in red light on his face, and behind him was a Burmese general with a vine armor and a fierce face.

This time Zhou Chubai brought good news. He relayed the meaning of the Burmese King to Zhu Jun, and then smiled at Zhu Jun: "Your Majesty, Zhou is fortunate to be humiliated. The Burmese King has agreed to Your Majesty's request, but Your Majesty can only go to Tuwa, which is only a few miles away from the coast. The Burmese King also said that he would draw a radius of fifty miles outside the Tuwa City to give Your Majesty a temporary rest. If Your Majesty wants to go to sea, it would be much more convenient."

(Note: Tuwa, southern Myanmar port city. Interested friends can check the map of Myanmar, the location is good.)

After saying that, Zhou Chubai solemnly handed over the Burmese King's edict to Zhu Jun, pointed to the Burmese general behind him and said, "This is General Atei, the most powerful brave general in Myanmar country, and he knows Chinese and is both civil and military. He is sent by the Burmese King to accompany you to protect you. When will you set off? As long as you only know him, he will send troops to protect him along the way." Zhou Chubai said while carrying General Atei on his back, and winked at Zhu Jun.

Without Zhou Chubai reminding Zhu Jun, he also understood that General Atai was here to monitor him. He nodded inadvertently and smiled at General Atai and said, "I have long admired Daming. If I had a brave general like General Atai, who was both civil and military in the country, I would not have fallen to this point."

General Atai heard Zhou Chubai and Zhu Jun's flattery, his originally fierce face became stiff, and he barely changed into a smile and said in a stiff Chinese language: "Atai has seen His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. May I ask when you plan to leave? Atai can also arrange it in advance."

These days, Mu Tianbo knew that he might have to go south soon, so he had already packed all his supplies. He just waited for an imperial edict from the Burmese King. Zhu Jun wanted to escape from the cage quickly and said to General Atai: "We will leave in the afternoon. If General Atai is in trouble, he can postpone it for a few days."

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult. Then A Tai will go back and prepare now." A Tai's Chinese words were very stiff. Seeing that Zhu Jun was anxious to leave, he suddenly remembered the instructions given to him by the Burmese King and his evaluation of Emperor Yongli. He couldn't help but despise Zhu Jun. It was indeed a runaway emperor. The Manchus in the north were still in sight, so he was eager to escape.

At noon, a team of more than 9,000 people set off. The front team was two thousand Longjiang Right Guards led by Zhang Youde, holding wooden sticks, the squadron was hundreds of officials surrounded by Zhu Jun's carriage, and the back team was ordinary people pulling mule carriages. Because there were too many supplies, Zhu Jun also borrowed several giant elephants from General Atai to carry goods. The entire team was probing ten miles, and two thousand vine armored soldiers led by General Atai.

These vine armored soldiers were directly under the Burmese King's direct guards. They were well-equipped and brave. The order they received was to carefully monitor this group of Han people. If there were any abnormal movements, they would not need to ask for an order to kill them.

Fortunately, the entire migration process was very calm. Occasionally, a few arrogant chieftains wanted to do a vote. When they saw the heavily guarded Longjiang Youwei in front and the two thousand vine armored soldiers ten miles away, they gave up their thoughts. Although these chieftains were all tribe managers, they even dared to resist the orders of the Burmese King. Occasionally, they would have fought a few battles with the nearby tribes for the ownership of some mountains and forests, but they were really afraid to face the official army. After all, they were not worth it. If they really had to make a deal, they would not have the money to make the money, so no one would have the idea of ​​them.

It was a month since we arrived in Tuwa City. The officials of Tuwa City made a move and greeted each other. The scene was lukewarm and hot, and it was considered to be a ritual. The name of the escaped emperor had already spread all over Myanmar. There were also some stories of Emperor Yongli who fabricated by actors. All of them described the Emperor Yongli very unbearable, so few people were willing to pay too much attention to this team. No one wanted to pay attention to them, for fear that they would be laughed at if they were found out.

Tuwa officials arranged Zhu Jun in a coastal village ten miles away from the city. Because it was near the sea and was often invaded by pirates, it has been abandoned now. There is a valley behind the village, and there is an unobstructed plain in front of the village. A stream cuts the entire village into two sections. In terms of terrain, Zhu Jun is quite satisfied with the place, not to mention that it is his own territory within a radius of fifty miles, so it is not impossible to do something.

First, explore the valley behind the village. Zhu Jun originally wanted to take people to investigate, but was killed by hundreds of crying ministers. How could the Emperor of Ming Dynasty take risks? What if he meets jackals, tigers and leopards? Perhaps there are fierce natives in the valley. They eat blood and will hurt people with weapons covered with poison. If not, they must not go and cannot live. If you go, we will die for you.

Zhu Jun had no choice but to ask Zhang Youde to lead some soldiers to investigate. In two days, Zhang Youde returned. There was only one entrance and exit behind the village in the valley, and there were towering mountains around it. The valley was full of spring, with a plain view of the river, with an area of ​​30 miles.

"Your Majesty, this is a good place. If we move into the valley and send people to guard the valley entrance, we can do ten. Even if there are thousands of troops outside the valley, we are not afraid of him." Zhang Youde's face turned red. The valley entrance was simply a natural fortification, and this discovery made him very excited.

"No need, this valley has its own use." Zhu Jun shook his head. It is indeed safe to move into the valley entrance. The problem is that a safe environment will only make everyone's fighting spirit be wiped out and lose their due vigilance and offensiveness. Since Qin Shihuang built the Great Wall, the Han people thought they were protected by high walls and passes by no means enterprising. Every time the rise of strong neighbors in the north, they were constantly breaking through the juncture, constantly forcing tens of thousands of people and food to leave. Attack is the best defense. Only by letting everyone live in danger can they inspire their desire to survive and awaken their fighting spirit. In addition to these, what is lacking for the remnants is confidence. Emperor Yongli's embarrassing image and the suffering of foreign lands have allowed these remnants who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty to continue to live in disappointment. If this continues, when everyone's confidence collapses, Zhu Jun can only be a bare emperor.

Zhu Jun is going to give everyone a shot of a heart-warming agent so that they know that there is still hope in the Ming Dynasty. Yongli is still the emperor who gave his mission to heaven. One day, Yongli will still take everyone back, there will be glory and wealth. The Ming Dynasty will last forever, and God will still favor us. In short, following Yongli is very promising. The suffering we are suffering now is just long-term investment.

Only in this way can Zhu Jun be able to twist everyone into a fist, and the people who are attracted by the collection of faith and interests are the most loyal.

"You are virtuous, go down and send me my oral comments to the households, so that they can gather at the entrance of the valley early tomorrow morning. I will hold a sacrificial ceremony in the valley." Zhu Jun said slowly.

"Sacrifice?" Zhang Youde couldn't figure it out.

Zhu Jun smiled mysteriously: "Go and prepare quickly and then put incense tables and other items in the valley."

"Abide by the order!" Zhang Youde felt incredible. What happened to the emperor? What's the use of worshiping heaven at this point? But the decree has come down, and he is just a military man, so there is no reason to not abide by it.

After Zhang Youde left, Zhu Jun repelled the eunuch who was serving in the house, carefully took out the bottle of rice seeds with body temperature from his arms, and said to himself: "I will depend on you whether the situation can be restored."

He was betting that the bet was the last little confidence of the ministers and the survivors. If this time he succeeded, he would gain a lot of things, a lot of food that could be harvested without the need to reclaim wasteland. Yongli had been ridiculous for several years. These were crucial to Zhu Jun's start. Without them, Zhu Jun would definitely achieve nothing.

He is just an agricultural researcher, not even an expert. In the agency, most of his work is to help experts and collect some data. He doesn't know how to make fine steel. The only thing he knows is the crude earth kiln steelmaking method of the Great Leap Forward. He doesn't know how to make various machines, how to build ships, and how to improve muskets. The only thing he can rely on is this bottle of rice seeds. If he can successfully plant it in the soil of Myanmar, then he has absolute confidence to change this dark history.

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I have to say a few words. Since I opened the book yesterday, I have always guaranteed the speed of 6,000 or 7,000 words, and I will continue to maintain it.

I have another view on traveling back to ancient times. Many people traveling back to develop industry and commerce directly, thus saving the Ming Dynasty. But I have some simple opinions. In fact, it is easy for you to find a problem when you look at historical books. Any change of dynasty is caused by food shortage. This book talks about the Ming Dynasty, let’s talk about the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

Many people believed that the demise of the Ming Dynasty was caused by the Manchus. I think it was actually because of the shortage of food. First, there was food shortage, then the farmers rebelled, and then they were suppressed, but they were still short of food. If they had no food to eat, they would starve to death. Do you rebel? So the farmers continued to rebel, and then they were suppressed. The Ming army only killed the rebels but did not make food. In the end, they rebelled. After more than ten years, they were finally invaded into Beijing by Li Zicheng, and finally the Qing Dynasty entered the pass.

So I believe that a country will not solve the food problem of the primary industry but will vigorously develop the secondary industry. This will only lead to more famines and more people will be displaced and become refugees. So I opened a golden finger and brought a bottle of rice seeds back.
Chapter completed!