"Hmph, these damn moths are really taking advantage of them!"
As Tan Lun spoke, he immediately put the official document in his hand aside and began to deal with the remaining matters.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Seeing this, Tan Lun had to temporarily put the brush in his hand back to its original position and gave instructions.
"come in!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Lun's personal bodyguard walked in and said respectfully.
"My Lord Governor, here is a letter sent to you by the old trustee of Xuge!"
When Tan Lun heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, because he really couldn't imagine that Xu Jie had a reason to write to him.
After a moment, Tan Lun suppressed all the chaotic thoughts in his heart, turned his eyes to the personal guard, and gave instructions.
"Well, bring the letter over here!"
"As you command, Lord Governor!"
After Tan Lun's instructions, the personal guard carefully took the envelope out of his arms and handed it to Tan Lun's hands respectfully.
After taking the envelope from the personal guard, Tan Lun waved his hand and gave instructions.
"I have received the letter, you can go down now!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
Seeing that his mission for this trip was successfully completed, the personal guard couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and immediately responded.
When he left, he also closed the door to the room.
After the personal guard left, Tan Lun was the only one left in the room. He turned his gaze away and looked at the envelope in his hand. On the envelope, there were also the four characters "Zili personally express" written on it.
Tan Lun recognized at a glance that it was Xu Jie's handwriting, and immediately the hesitation on his face became even worse: "Why did Xu Jie choose to write to me at this time? Is there something that I need to do?" ?”
With such doubts in his mind, Tan Lun did not continue to think about it. He quickly opened the envelope in his hand and began to browse the contents, only to see what was written in the letter.
"Zili, how are you doing lately?"
"Not long ago, there was a shortage of grain in Zhejiang, which caused shock in the court. Brother Yu was also quite worried about this. But fortunately, with the help of you, the governor of Fujian, the local mulberry farmers in Zhejiang were able to turn the corner. Brother Yu was quite pleased with this. .”
"Brother Yu is quite interested in the process, and I hope you can sort it out. Brother Yu is on His Majesty's side and can take credit for you."
After Tan Lun finished reading the last word in the letter, he couldn't help but sneered and said silently to himself: "Xu Jie, Xu Jie, you are so thick-skinned!"
"The local mulberry farmers in Zhejiang are short of food. Wasn't it your fault? In the end, you still mentioned it in your letter hypocritically. It seems that His Majesty's earlier evaluation of you was absolutely correct!"
When Tan Lun said this, he paused for a moment and said coldly: "Xu Jie, a villain, will never be used. In my opinion, His Majesty should not use a villain like you!"
The more Tan Lun thought about it, the angrier he became. He quickly threw the letter in his hand aside casually and began to think about the next response.
"Xu Jie wrote this letter to me because he definitely wanted to take this opportunity to find out more about me."
"Therefore, I must not expose any flaws. Otherwise, even if His Majesty protects me, I will be plagued by endless troubles in the future and will never be able to serve His Majesty properly!"
"If this is the case, what kind of reply should I give Xu Jie?"
Tan Lun thought so, then he picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I saw Tan Lun come back to his senses, his eyes were shining, and he said in a deep voice: "Huh, Xu Jie, don’t you want me to sort out the whole process? Then I will show off with you, you Go to His Majesty and ask about the process!"
Tan Lun thought this, and immediately laid out his pen and paper and wrote this on the letter paper.
"Mr. Xu Ge, I have received the letter you asked someone to send to me. The matter of going to Zhejiang to adjust grains is an order personally issued by His Majesty. There is nothing I can do about it!"
After Tan Lun finished writing such a sentence, he hesitated for a moment, then picked up the pen and continued writing.
"In addition, it is worth mentioning that since all the local bandits in Fujian were wiped out, the lives of the local people in Fujian have reached the point where they can barely survive."
"In order to consolidate the current results, I request you to persuade His Majesty to appropriately extend the period for Fujian to pay less taxes on the original basis!"
Although Xu Jie is an out-and-out insect, he, Tan Lun, still wants to take this opportunity to bring more benefits to the local people in Fujian.
After that, Tan Lun put the brush in his hand back to its original position, and after the ink on the letter paper dried, he put it into the envelope.
Immediately, Tan Lun summoned his cronies and gave instructions: "Send this letter to Mr. Xu Ge as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, the confidant immediately took the envelope from Tan Lun's hand and gave his assurance.
"Yes, Lord Governor, I will definitely live up to your trust and deliver the letter safely to Elder Xu Ge!"
After that, the confidant didn't stay too long and immediately turned around and left the room.
Tan Lun couldn't help but think of this as he watched the confidant leave.
"No, I have to tell His Majesty the whole thing so that He can be prepared!"
After making up his mind, Tan Lun immediately spread out the letter paper again. After grinding the ink, he wrote on the letter paper with a brush soaked in ink.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen received a letter from Xu Jie not long ago. In the letter, he asked Wei Chen about the whole story of his recent trip to Zhejiang to adjust grains."
"Wei Chen thought about it again and again, and finally decided to inform Xu Jie of your order to adjust the grain supply. I hope your majesty will forgive me!"
"Besides, in recent days..."
Time passed by slowly, and after the last word fell, Tan Lun just breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself.
"Huh~ I'm finally done!"
After that, Tan Lun read the contents of the letter from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no errors or omissions, he carefully put it into an envelope and called his confidants.
After the confidant arrived, Tan Lun did not rush to hand the envelope into his hands, but after looking up and down, he gave instructions.
"Put this letter into His Majesty's hands as soon as possible without passing through anyone else's hands. Do you understand?"
Seeing the serious expression on Tan Lun's face, the confidant immediately looked stern and said in a deep voice.
"Please rest assured, sir. Even if the little one has to risk his life, he must deliver the letter safely to His Majesty!"
After receiving the assurance from his trusted aide, Tan Lun's face showed a hint of relief, and he spoke unhurriedly.
"Well, be sure to pay more attention and be safe on the road!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
After that, the confidant showed gratitude and immediately left the room without looking back.
Not long after, I saw this confidant mounting the fast horse that had been prepared and galloping towards the next destination.
After sending two letters in succession, Tan Lun's hanging heart finally calmed down. At this moment, he no longer had the interest to continue handling official duties.
Not long after, Tan Lun stood up from his seat, immediately opened the door, walked through a long corridor, came to the yard, and began to appreciate the surrounding scenery.
Perhaps because he felt bored, Tan Lun turned his gaze away and said with emotion: "Oh, Mr. Xu Ge, it's still too late to step back from the brink. He has already reached the position of deputy minister of the cabinet. How about doing something practical for the people?"
…
Since the last time the cabinet issued a new notice, after a period of waiting, Yang Xuan, the governor of Jiliao, finally waited for the arrival of Tumaihan.
Obviously, both sides were caught off guard by this meeting. After all, who could have imagined that the two people who had met each other at war not long ago would actually work together to quell the rebellion in the Chahar tribe.
In view of the fact that there were still some rifts between the two parties before this, in order not to affect the overall situation, Yang Bo, the left minister of the Ministry of War, acted as the peacemaker to mediate the conflicts between the two parties.
At this moment, in the meeting hall of the Governor's Mansion.
Yang Xuan, the governor of Jiliao, sat at the top. Yang Bo, the left minister of the Ministry of War, and Tumaihan sat opposite each other.
"In order to quell the tribe's rebellion as soon as possible, the strategies we will adopt are the above mentioned. Do you have any opinions on this?"
After Yang Bo described the plan to Tumaihan in detail, Yang Xuan, who was sitting at the top, saw this situation, turned his eyes to Tumaihan, and asked.
Hearing this, Tu Maihan couldn't help but have a look of hesitation on his face. He looked at Yang Xuan who was sitting at the top and said slowly: "I think this plan is too radical?"
When Tumaihan said this, he paused for a moment and then continued.
"If you follow your plan, wouldn't all the leaders who participated in this rebellion be killed?"
"I think some people can be spared appropriately. For example, Wei Zhengsu can be kept. This person is a good fighter in battle!"
Yang Xuan, who was sitting at the top, immediately put Wei Zhengsu on his must-kill list after listening to Tumaihan's proposal.
After that, Yang Xuan came back to his senses, turned his gaze to Tumaihan sitting aside, and asked.
"Besides this Wei Zhengsu, is there anyone else who needs to be protected?"
Tumai rarely saw this situation and thought that Yang Xuan was asking for his opinion. He did not doubt that Yang Xuan was there, so he immediately named a few more people.
"Amutai has quite a lot of influence in the tribe. If we can hold him firmly in our hands, we can rest easy. In addition, there is..."
After that, Tumaihan mentioned several names in succession, and Yang Xuan kept them in mind. He planned to have a chat with these people when he led his army to the Chahar tribe to quell the rebellion.
It would be fine if these people were willing to cooperate. If not, Yang Xuan wouldn't mind sending them on their way.
After all, the purpose of his trip was not only to help Tumaihan quell the rebellion in the tribe, but also had another purpose, which was to cut off Tumaihan's wings!
At this moment, Yang Bo stood up from his seat, looked at the two of them separately, and suggested.
"Since the matter has been almost discussed, how about we take this opportunity to go over and review it?"
Hearing this, Tumaihan's heart suddenly thumped. He didn't know that this was a threat from the Ming Dynasty to him, but despite this, he was also full of curiosity about this Ming army that could defeat him.
Because of this, after thinking for a moment, Tumaihan finally agreed to Yang Bo's proposal.
"Well, let's go and have a look!"
After that, the three people, escorted by the guards, left the Governor's Mansion and headed towards the school grounds in the city.
As soon as the three of them arrived at the school grounds, Tumaihan was shocked by the sight in front of him. Everywhere he looked, there were Ming soldiers wearing armor, arranged neatly, and tirelessly practicing battle formations.
Tumaihan could tell from the movements of these Ming soldiers during training that all the Ming soldiers in front of him were elite men.
After stopping to watch for a while, Tumaihan reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at the armors worn by the Ming soldiers. Tumaihan's face was full of envy and he said to himself.
"Hey, if my army could have so many armors, would the situation be different?"
Not long after, the officer in charge of the school grounds saw Yang Xuan and Yang Bo arriving, and quickly stepped forward to greet them, saying respectfully.
"I've met the governor and the minister!"
Yang Xuan waved his hand quite casually and immediately gave instructions.
"It's okay, we're just here to take a look, you can continue your work!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
The officer in charge of the school field saw Yang Xuan speaking and did not dare to stop at the scene. He immediately turned and left. Only an articulate soldier was sent to introduce them to the surrounding situation.
Under the introduction of the soldier, Tumaihan became even more frightened, because he not only saw the armors worn by the Ming soldiers, but also the matching firecrackers, cannons and other weapons.
As they walked, they saw the soldier suddenly stop, turned around, and looked at Yang Xuan, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Sir, the place ahead is where everyone will try out new weapons. Look... …”
After the soldier finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Tumaihan aside. The meaning contained in it is self-evident.
Tumai rarely saw this situation. When he was about to speak, Yang Xuan nodded and gave instructions to the soldier.
"It's okay, let's continue!"
After receiving Yang Xuan's instructions, the soldier immediately gained confidence and immediately entered with three people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Tumaihan entered it, his pupils suddenly shrank and he stayed there, speechless for a long time.
The reason is simple, because he saw the weapon that caused him to fall into the nightmare in the first place——the grenade.
Following Tumaihan's line of sight, he saw a soldier taking off a grenade from his waist, lighting the fuse, and throwing it vigorously into the distance. Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion, with mud flying and ceramic shards flying. Splashing everywhere.
This situation made Tumaihan feel a little dazed, and in his mind, bits and pieces of the battlefield at that time resurfaced.
After the grenade exploded, body fragments were everywhere. Those Ming soldiers armed with Yanling knives were like chopping melons and vegetables, and easily wiped out most of their elite troops.
(End of chapter)
