Seeing that Lao Zhu was still hesitant, Han Du handed over his hand and said: "Your Majesty, now is the time when people are panicking in the grassland. If the Ming Dynasty sits idly by and does nothing, then a large number of Mongolian people will undoubtedly choose to join forces in order to stay together for warmth and to survive. There are two tribes, Oara and Tatar. Rather than letting the Mongolian and Yuan people increase the power of the two tribes, we should first attract all the Mongolian and Yuan people who are willing to join us."
"Your Majesty, you must know that every time we allow one more Mongolian people to surrender, the Wala and Tatars will lose one point of strength. And our strength will become stronger, which is equivalent to doubly weakening the Wala and Tatars. The power of Tartar.”
"The key point is that its strength is insignificant. The important thing is that in the future, the Ming Dynasty will have its own people on the grassland. The grassland will never threaten the Ming Dynasty again."
Now the Ming Dynasty has begun to enjoy some preliminary prosperity. Although the people's lives are not very good, as long as the next batch of sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes are harvested, the food will definitely be enough for the people.
With the gradual increase of steam engines and spinning machines, the output of cloth will definitely increase explosively. In a few years, the people of the Ming Dynasty will no longer be short of clothing.
The good days of abundant food and clothing are coming. At this time, will the people still choose to go to the bitter and cold land of the grassland? It's obviously impossible.
Therefore, Han Du is now eager for Lao Zhu to understand. If you want to solve the grassland threat once and for all, you must appease the Mongolian people. In this matter, even forced relocation of the people in the pass was not feasible.
"Appease the Mengyuan tribe..." Lao Zhu raised his head and sighed, "I am not a grudge-bearing person. If the Mengyuan tribe sincerely joins me, I will naturally give them a way to survive. But since ancient times, the prairie tribes have treated The Central Plains just surrendered, rebelled and surrendered, and it went back and forth endlessly. Today I am open to appeasing them, but if they rebel again in the future, what should we do?"
As the saying goes, the people who hurt you the most are the people closest to you.
Why has everyone hated rebellion since ancient times? One of the main reasons is that rebellion is very harmful.
If the Ming Dynasty appeased the Meng Yuan tribe, and after these Meng Yuan people recovered their strength with the help of the Ming Dynasty's resources, if they rebelled in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, the damage would be too heavy, and Lao Zhu was not willing to bear it.
"Your Majesty, the key to Meng Yuan's rebellion or not is not Meng Yuan, but Ming." Han Du said with a meaningful smile.
Lao Zhu suddenly became energetic, stared at Han Du and asked, "What do you mean?"
Han Du quickly explained: "The Meng Yuan people are not fools. If they rebel, they will definitely die. Then they will just keep to themselves and not even dare to reveal the slightest change. So, as long as the Ming Dynasty has enough strength to make them afraid, what's the point? Afraid of it? As long as the Ming Dynasty has absolute military superiority, let alone letting the Meng Yuan people stay in peace, let them greet them with smiles and sing and dance."
"Pfft~" Zhu Biao on the side was immediately amused by Han Du's joking words.
It's not that Zhu Biao is not dignified enough, it's really hard for him to imagine how funny it would be to dance with the tall body of the Mongolian people.
Lao Zhu was also amused by Han Du's words, and nodded in agreement: "If the Ming army can use revolvers and thunder blunderbuss, plus cannons, it will be strong enough to overwhelm the Meng Yuan tribe."
Later, Lao Zhu's face slowly darkened, "But you said that the Wala and Tatar tribes have begun to grow. I'm afraid these two tribes will not be easy to recruit."
Han Du pondered for a while, then raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Those who are willing to submit will be welcomed by the Ming Dynasty. Those who are unwilling to submit... will be killed!"
The air in the hall seemed to be completely frozen by an invisible aura, and even the beating candlelight instantly became shorter.
On the contrary, Lao Zhu enjoyed the current cold atmosphere very much. He looked at Han Du and nodded with satisfaction, "This makes sense. I, the Ming Dynasty, am not begging them to surrender, but those who obey will prosper and those who rebel will perish!"
"Come here and draw up the decree!"
...
Han Du finally convinced Lao Zhu. As soon as he left the palace, the sweat on his forehead was as if he had found an outlet to vent after being oppressed. In just a few breaths, it was densely covered on his forehead. Continuously forming a piece, flowing down the cheeks.
Han Du directly wiped it with his sleeve robe, turned on his horse regardless of the sweat that continued to appear, and headed home as fast as an arrow.
I haven’t seen Anqing for several months and I miss him very much.
A good night has been turned upside down, don't tell anyone...
Satisfied, Han Du slept until midnight the next day before he got up. Suddenly, he felt his nose was itchy and unbearable. "Aji" couldn't help but sneeze, which suddenly woke Han Du up.
When Han Du woke up, he saw An Qing sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him, playing with a lock of hair in his hand. Han Du didn't need to guess who was the initiator of waking him up.
Frowning, he sighed helplessly: "What are you doing? I've been running back and forth for several months, and you can't let me have a good rest?"
An Qing ignored Han Du's complaints and continued to play with his hair. He stared closely into Han Du's eyes and asked, "Husband, do you think she is beautiful?"
Han Du: "..."
Is this a sub-question or a proposition? For a moment, Han Du felt alarm bells ringing in his heart.
"Hmm? Husband, what's going on?" An Qing's tone was a bit disgusting when he saw that Han Du didn't answer immediately.
Han Du secretly took a breath and said as if everything was normal: "Why do you ask that? Of course you are beautiful. I think that if you are not beautiful enough, even if you are a princess, I will not marry you."
After saying that, Han Du couldn't help but wonder: She already has two children, and she still asks her if she is beautiful? Either there is something wrong with his brain, or he is stimulated by something.
Looking at Anqing's clear-eyed appearance, it doesn't look like there's something wrong with his brain. That is, what stimulation did she receive during her absence?
But she is a princess, who dares to provoke her?
"Yes, yes, I know your husband is very capable." An Qing was obviously very satisfied with Han Du's answer.
Just when Han Du thought that the matter was over, An Qing asked again abruptly: "Husband, do you think I am more beautiful, or sister Yao Yue?"
The alarm bell in Han Du's mind suddenly sounded a warning sound, as if a gong and drum were beating in Han Du's ears. There is no doubt that this is a proposition.
"Yao Yue?" Han Du's face remained as usual, his brows furrowed, and he acted as if he had forgotten this person a long time ago and would not have thought of him if An Qing hadn't mentioned him.
"Are you worthy of her sister? When did you have such a good relationship?"
With the help of others, Han Du quietly transferred Yao Yue's problem to An Qing himself.
Sure enough, An Qing immediately fell into the trap. When he heard Han Du mention her relationship with Yao Yue, he immediately said with excitement: "Of course, you don't know that sister Yao Yue bought a five-bedroom house in the east of the inner city. I live by myself, and it’s boring to see her living alone. Ahem, so I often run to see her.”
The inner city, the east side, the big house with five entrances...
Han Du just wanted to say, he is so damn rich.
Han Du heard that Sun Xian only bought a three-bedroom house in the outer city, and spent all his first bounty and his savings, a total of more than three thousand dollars.
This is only the price of houses in the outer city. Houses in the inner city are already ridiculously expensive, and the Forbidden City is located to the east. Ordinary civil servants cannot afford to live here. Only those nobles who were given a house by Lao Zhu can live here.
Of course, no matter where, there are ordinary people living there, and this place is obviously no exception.
However, since the Forbidden City occupies a large area and the noble residence occupies a large area, there must be very little space left for ordinary people here.
Let alone the price of a house in a place like this, you may not be able to buy it even with money.
"She is...an ordinary citizen. No matter how rich she is, she can't buy a house here, right? Are you...getting in the way?" Han Du looked at An Qing's eyes suspiciously and saw her pair of Her beautiful eyes started to spin, and she suddenly knew something in her heart.
"What do you mean I'm obstructing this? Didn't I see that sister Yaoyue has no place in the capital, and someone happened to want to sell her house, so I just told her the news..." An Qing said the first sentence When he came, he raised his neck and felt confident. But the more she spoke, the softer her voice became, apparently lacking confidence.
Han Du didn't believe what An Qing said about someone selling his house. How could there be so many coincidences in this world? But whether it was An Qing who took the initiative to help Yao Yue or Yao Yue bought it under the banner of An Qing. Anyway, as long as there was no forced buying or selling, Han Du wouldn't care about such trivial matters.
An Qing felt happy when he saw that Han Du's expression was as usual, neither happy nor angry, "Well, I just want sister Yaoyue to live closer so that I can talk to her when I'm bored."
Seeing that he couldn't sleep, Han Du simply started dressing himself, "I don't blame you, it's just a house. Besides, as long as you feel good about it. Even if there are any troubles and troubles, I will give you my husband." Carry it.”
An Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled, not dissatisfied with Han Du at all. Suddenly she came back to her senses and realized something was wrong. What was she going to ask Han Du just now?
"By the way, husband, don't think about interrupting. Husband, honestly speaking, who is more beautiful, my wife or sister Yaoyue?"
Han Du had already put on his brocade robe and was looking in the mirror, testing the tightness of his belt with his hands, and replied nonchalantly: "You are all sisters, why don't you ask her? Why are you asking me?"
"No, I have to ask you." An Qing stepped forward and took Han Du's arm, saying reluctantly.
Han Du stretched out his hand to signal An Qing to calm down and sit down first.
When he got a cup of tea, he handed it to An Qing and said: "The beauty and ugliness of a person are nothing more than related to two factors."
"Which two?" An Qing looked at Han Du nervously while holding the tea cup, not even drinking the tea.
Sure enough, women are women, and when it comes to whether they are beautiful or not, it feels like the most important thing in the world.
While Han Du was drinking tea, he looked up at An Qing who was looking nervous. After swallowing the tea, he said, "One is appearance, the other is temperament."
"Needless to say about appearance, people often talk about facial features, beauty, etc..."
"In terms of looks, who is more beautiful, me or sister Yao Yue?" An Qing quickly asked.
When Han Du saw An Qing chasing after her, he knew that he couldn't escape if he didn't answer her directly. Then he said with a normal expression: "In terms of appearance, you and Yao Yue are comparable. But whether a person is beautiful or not, appearance is not the key, the key is temperament."
After hearing Han Du say that she and Yao Yue were on par, An Qing felt a little disappointed. But after hearing Han Du say that 'appearance is not the key, the key is temperament', he quickly asked: "What about temperament? Who is more beautiful, me or sister Yaoyue?"
Han Du smiled and said, "Although Yao Yue was also born in a family of officials, she suffered a family change since she was a child and was reduced to Jiaofangsi. She lived in the Qi and raised the body. In a place like Jiaofangsi, she was able to raise What kind of temperament?”
An Qing nodded with a somewhat depressed expression, somewhat sympathetic to Yao Yue's experience.
"But you are different. You are a noble princess of the Ming Dynasty. You have lived in the Forbidden City since you were a child. You have a great Confucian to teach you how to read and practice calligraphy, and a female officer to teach you etiquette and temperament. How can these be compared to Yao Yue?"
Han Du didn't say anything. You are obviously a princess, but you insist on competing with Yao Yue for your appearance. Isn't this a sign of lack of confidence?
Although Han Du didn't know how An Qing lost her confidence as Princess Ming, but through some words, An Qing immediately regained her confidence.
An Qing smiled with bright eyes, and the confidence and momentum of a Ming princess radiated from her.
Han Du took a sip from the tea cup and looked at An Qing with satisfaction.
An Qing came back confidently, and he was also clear about Han Du's tricks. Smiling and complaining, "Husband, you are really cunning. People ask you who is more beautiful, sister Yaoyue or me, but in the end, you sidestep me."
"Didn't I tell you that you are about the same in appearance, but in terms of temperament, she is completely different from you. You are more beautiful." Han Du said seriously.
Han Du lowered his head and thought to himself: If you hadn't asked this question, why would you have racked your brains to come up with such a solution?
An Qing knew clearly that this was Han Du's idea, but she couldn't get angry and said with a smile like a flower: "In the past, the emperor often said that the husband was resourceful, but today I have seen it."
After that, Shi Shiran stood up and walked towards the door without paying attention to Han Du.
Seeing this, Han Du quickly asked out of curiosity: "Where are you going? I've just come back, and you're not even ready to accompany me?"
An Qing turned around and looked at Han Du with a smile: "I made an appointment with sister Yaoyue the day before yesterday. I am going to see her today. Who knew you would come back yesterday... How about we go together?"
OK... Looking at An Qing's teasing eyes, Han Du quickly suppressed this idea.
He said lazily: "What should I do when you talk to your daughter's house? It's been a long time since I've seen Tang Ding. I'm going to visit Duke Xinguo's mansion soon."
Hearing this, An Qing smiled, waved his hand, turned around and left.
Han Du also followed his own instructions and went to Duke Xin's Mansion to talk to Tang He and Tang Ding before returning.
...
Last night, shortly after Han Du left the Forbidden City, several fast horses came out of the palace with an imperial edict and headed straight for the north for 800 miles.
Lao Zhu issued an order and opened thirteen mutual markets in one go, including Taiyuan, Datong, Beiping, Zhenfanwei, Ningxiawei, Dongshengwei, Kaipingwei, Daningdusi, and Andongwei. "He also appeased all the grassland tribes and stipulated that in Monan, except for areas where food can be grown, no grazing is allowed. The deserted plains and mountain fields in Monan are "allowed to be grazed, wooded and gathered." That is to say, except for those who have been cultivated and planted with food. Other places can be allowed to be grazed by the Mongolian people who surrendered.
The kings who dared to say that they had "their own pastures and mountains were not to be taken lightly", and they urged the kings to maintain long-term pastoral care and required military households to have their own herds. "
From Lao Zhu's will, we can see that he did not put his eggs in one basket. In addition to allowing the recruited Mongolian people to graze, the border kings were also required to start herding cattle and horses, and the border military households were also required to have their own herds.
Lao Zhu did this to relieve his dependence on the people who surrendered to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and to ensure that even if the Mongolian Yuan people rebelled again, the Ming Dynasty would have enough war horses available.
A stone can stir up a thousand waves, and Lao Zhu's will is like a storm sweeping through the Ming border and the entire Monan grassland.
"What does this mean, Your Majesty?" Feng Sheng read the imperial edict over and over again, trying to find something that could prove that the edict was false.
If this is even false, it would be easier to deal with it. Just kill the person who preached the order. If he doesn't follow it, he will be killed.
But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any evidence that the edict was false.
This is true... Feng Sheng sighed helplessly.
Fu Youde's thoughts were not as entangled as Feng Sheng's, and he was not as ambitious as Feng Sheng. In his opinion, he is now the Duke, and his achievements in this life have reached their peak. If he continues to work hard, he will not be able to become a king. At most, he will only be able to add some food.
Rather than fighting for his life in the bitter cold here, he hopes to return to the flowery world of the capital and enjoy happiness. If the emperor hadn't ordered him to come, he really wouldn't want to come here.
"Since it is the emperor's will, then we must obey it. Why do we want so much? The emperor's move naturally has the emperor's intention. Those of us who are generals just need to do it."
Feng Sheng's face turned red in anger at Fu Youde's obedience. He waved his hand and put the imperial edict into Fu Youde's hand. He never wanted to say another word to him, turned around and walked out of the handsome tent angrily.
Fu Youde didn't care what Feng Sheng would think. Now he not only controlled the army under his command, but even the army of the Jin Palace was under his control. Feng Sheng and he were originally controlled by King Jin, and now Feng Sheng will naturally be controlled by him.
Seeing that Feng Sheng was older than him, Fu Youde could give him a face. But if Feng Sheng insists on opposing him, then he will not be polite to Feng Sheng. We are all lords of the country, is it possible that one of them is inferior to the other?
This is why Feng Sheng, although angry, did not dare to confront Fu Youde.
"Come here." Fu Youde shouted in a deep voice without hesitation.
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