In the Daming Palace——
"Is it possible for me to sit back and watch those Tartars ravage the prefectures and counties and massacre the people under my rule!" Emperor Chongping shouted.
Yang Guochang, the chief minister of the cabinet, pondered for a moment and then said: "Their goal of going south is just to get some goods. At most, they will lead their troops back in ten months."
This sentence is equivalent to letting these robbers plunder enough and leave calmly.
Emperor Chongping sneered and said: "What a leader to lead the troops back! It's just that you want Yan Song to wait for the enemy and go away, but I don't want to do the Jiajing self-immolation in the Fengtian Palace of the previous Ming Dynasty!"
"Old minister, you don't dare!" Upon hearing this, Yang Guochang's face changed drastically, and he knelt down to apologize.
Emperor Chongping glanced coldly at Yang Guochang, who was kneeling on the ground below, with a gloomy face and said: "The Ministry of War."
Li Zan, Grand Scholar of Wuyingdian Palace and Minister of War, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I am here."
This is a middle-aged official in his early forties with a beard under his chin. When faced with the enraged Emperor Chongping's inquiries, he looked calm and showed no signs of panic.
"How soon will it be possible for the guards in Hebei and Shandong to mobilize their troops and march north to support each other?" Emperor Chongping asked, looking at Li Zan, Minister of War, with an eager look.
Li Zan said in a deep voice: "Wei Chen has sent a letter to Kang Hong, the admiral of Hebei, and Lu Qi, the admiral of Shandong. Hebei has 100,000 soldiers who dare to fight. They can be nearby for reinforcements. The guards of Shandong can mobilize 100,000 soldiers. We may need them. Half a month period.”
The country's military system was in ruins, so he could not guarantee the actual number and combat strength of these 200,000 troops. However, if only 30,000 Tatars were driven out of Shanhaiguan, the strength should be sufficient.
"Kang Hong's 100,000 soldiers and horses are in Baoding Mansion. It is not difficult to rush for reinforcements. They can arrive day and night... However, there are not 260,000 soldiers in the Shandong Guard Station. How can we have such a small number of soldiers and horses?" Emperor Chongping asked with a frown.
After the fall of Liaodong, Chen Han not only stationed heavy troops in Jizhen, but also set up the post of admiral above the capitals of Shandong, Henan, and Shanxi provinces. He was responsible for managing the military affairs of a province and being in charge of preparing for bandits and arresting bandits. People at the time respected him as Jing. Use it briefly.
Li Zan explained: "In recent years, there have been nine droughts out of ten places in Shandong. Especially this summer, there has been no rain for several months. The land has been bare for thousands of miles and the harvest has failed. The demons of the White Lotus Sect took advantage of the situation and gathered the people to cause chaos. These bandits broke into the county and killed officials in rebellion. Shandong The various guard posts under the command of Du Si are engaged in suppressing bandits and arresting bandits in various states and counties. It can be said that the war is raging and troops are used everywhere. Now that we can mobilize 120,000 troops, it is Lu Qi's hard work and hard work."
Emperor Chongping sighed. He knew about the drought relief in Shandong. He waved his hand and said, "Let's do this in advance."
As for the 12 regiments and camps in the capital, no one in the capital proposed to raise the troops of the three auxiliaries of the capital. Without nearly 200,000 elite guards, the princes in the temples and temples could not sleep well.
Bandits are causing chaos in Shandong, so why not Shaanxi? It's just that the Third Assistant in Gyeonggi Province is heavily protected by troops. Bandits can be eliminated at any time, and the situation is still under control.
Emperor Chongping looked at Yang Guochang, the kneeling chief minister of the cabinet, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He sighed: "Yang Aiqing, please get up too, the ground is cold."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Guochang said in a trembling voice, but did not get up for a moment. Holding an ivory jade wat in his hand, he said in a clear voice: "I am nearing my twilight years. I feel that I am old and feeble, and my energy is low. I am increasingly ineffective in political affairs and cannot do anything for my superiors. The king and father are worried, and I can't help the people in the border area, so I beg for the bones."
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment, then he spoke: "Nowadays, the national situation is difficult, and when my monarch and ministers are working together to help each other, how can Mr. Yangge bear to abandon me?"
If Yang Guochang stayed in the court, he could get more money for the treasury than his predecessor as chief minister, which could be used for border defense, bandit suppression, and waste prevention. Once Yang Guochang left, where would the money come from?
Yang Guochang invited again, but the old god was there with slightly drooped eyelids, like Han Huang, the second minister of the cabinet who was sleeping. He straightened his expression, glanced at Emperor Chongping, took Yang Guochang's arm aside, and said warmly: "Mr. Ge, Your Majesty is worried. We are all aware of the peripheral matters, and I feel sorry for myself. However, the current country is in a difficult situation, and I cannot take charge of the overall situation for a moment. I still need to be considerate of Your Majesty and take the overall situation into consideration."
Yang Guochang was helped up by Han Huang, but when he heard Han Huang's "warm words", his heart felt cold. He looked at Emperor Chongping, who had a gloomy expression on his head, and said in a trembling voice: "The affairs of the country are very difficult, even if the old minister is fighting for this Bones must also solve problems for Jun father."
In the Daming Palace, the Han monarchs and ministers invaded the border for the Tartars and urgently discussed countermeasures——
In the sacred city of Ningrong Street and Liutiaoer Alley, Jia Heng had just washed away the smell of alcohol and changed into a regular shirt. On the rice paper under the east window, he sketched a map of the thirteen provinces of the Han Dynasty in the north and south.
"Chen Han inherited Zhu Ming's territory and naturally took over Zhu Ming's territory. Later, after a hundred years of imperial dynasty, the Jianzhou Jurchens emerged in Liaodong. Twenty-five years ago, they captured Liaodong and the founding of the country was named Jin. Since then, Chen Han has fully entered the strategic defense period. , the situation on the border is basically that of the Northern Song Dynasty, or better than the Northern Song Dynasty, the capital of the country is Chang'an, and the clouds have not been lost."
Jia Heng looked at the map on the rice paper, which was drawn based on the border situation mentioned by Xie Zaiyi and him in the past two days.
"Wang Shouren, the sage of the former Ming Dynasty, once said that although the Ming Dynasty was large, there were only four important places. If the four places were lost, the Ming Dynasty would be destroyed. The so-called four places were the Xuan Daji Liao. Today, Chen Han has lost Liaodong, leaving only Liaodong. Jizhou is fortunate that the capital of the Chen and Han Dynasties is located in Chang'an, and even if the Tatars enter the pass, it can still be settled in Shuzhong, but combined with the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty in the previous life, it is not too safe."
After chatting with Xie Zaiyi for the past two days and studying the history books of this world, Jia Heng can almost conclude that the world of Red Mansion is on the eve of chaos.
In the Tanchun marriage in Dream of Red Mansions, Chen Han could not even defeat the foreign countries along the Western Sea. How weak should this national and military power be?
From now on you can get a glimpse of it.
"The days of peace will only last for more than ten years. At that time, not only the Jia Mansion will collapse, but also this country will fall into the hands of foreigners. Ghosts will sing under the green maple forest, and bones will be as white as mountains. Forgot your surname... My Chinese artifact will be Stolen by foreigners."
Jia Heng exhaled a deep breath.
If he doesn't want to die like a fool in the troubled times more than ten years later, he must make plans in advance.
"However, we still need to pass the test of Jia Zhen and his son."
Ningguo Mansion
In the flower hall covered with wool carpets, after listening to Jia Rong's report, Jia Zhen looked gloomy and said coldly: "Did he really say that?"
"How dare the child hide this from the master? Jia Heng said that even if it cost him ten thousand taels of gold, he would not break off the engagement!" Jia Rong said angrily.
"What a brave Jia Heng!" Jia Zhen snorted coldly and patted the small table, which was so shaken that the dishes on it shook.
Since he became the head of the Jia family, except for the master of the Xifu, none of the five relatives of the two houses dared to disobey him like this.
Things that don’t know how to praise!
Sitting quietly aside, a beautiful woman in her thirties, with her temples pulled into a woman's bun, revealing her smooth and jade-like forehead, her golden steps glistening under the candlelight, her body exquisitely crafted, The tawny skirt made of exquisite materials shows off the plump figure.
The beautiful woman has exquisite facial features, rosy cheeks, as bright and beautiful as peach blossoms in February, a small and exquisite nose, a straight bridge, plump and moist cherry lips painted with a light rouge, and a fair and slender neck, with tall and straight breasts. Shaped like a full moon, she smiled sweetly and said: "Master, why are you so angry? If Jia Heng doesn't allow it, then find another good one for Ronger..."
"What do you know!" Jia Zhen didn't wait for Youshi to finish speaking, her face was as heavy as water, she just shouted coldly, interrupted the conversation, and reprimanded: "Rong'er is useless! On weekdays, she just blindly looks for flowers and willows, a flying eagle and a lackey, What kind of noble lady can like him! This is because I finally found a good marriage for him, how can I tolerate such a bad thing!"
Listening to Jia Zhen's scolding, Youshi's delicate body trembled, she squeezed the pink embroidered handkerchief in her hands tightly, pursed her red lips, and did not dare to say anything.
After being married for many years, she knew that Jia Zhen was really angry.
Jia Zhen cast a pair of sinister eyes at Jia Rong, who was frightened like a quail, and said coldly: "Rong'er, you will find this Jia Heng tomorrow, and I will meet him personally to see if there is anything in his eyes." I’m the leader of the clan!”
