The bustling scene in Cai Xucun clearly dissipated most of Jia Cong's irritability and sense of urgency for the past few days.
When returning to the hunting camp, Jia Cong also brought a large cart of fresh vegetables as a gift from Cai Xucun to the two Holy Emperors.
"Oh, my Lord Marquis, you are finally back..."
Before the carriage entered the gate of the camp, Xia Shouzhong hurriedly greeted it.
Jia Cong jumped off the carriage and asked doubtfully: "Xia Gong, what are you doing?"
"Something big happened. The Uzbek pilgrimage envoy was attacked by gangsters at Anfu Temple in Lizhou. The national preceptor Dali Mabal was seriously injured, and the envoy suffered seventy-eight casualties..."
"Lizhou? Why did they go to Sichuan? Aren't they going to pass through Guanzhong and enter Hexi to return to Uszang?"
After listening to Xia Shouzhong's explanation, Jia Cong became more confused.
There are now three ways to enter Tibet from the Central Plains, the most convenient of which is to go through Guanzhong to the original place in Hexi, and cross from the Tuyuhun tribe to Us Tibet.
The second route is to go west from Shu, through the Snowy Mountains and into Tibet. This line is full of dangers. It can be said that it is the ultimate to go out ten times and come back twice or three times.
The last one is to start from Yunnan. That route was led by Prince Mu in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Tens of thousands of great Xia'erlangs were filled in before Uzang was conquered. Only then did the Central Plains Dynasty station its troops on the plateau for the first time and stabilize the southwest of the country. Border.
Although Dali Ma Bala is a rebellious person, he is obviously a person who cherishes his life. There is no reason to leave Hexi, the safest and most comfortable place, and insist on trying to climb the Snowy Mountains.
So, there must be something wrong with this!
"Liang Zhendong, the chief envoy to the left of Sichuan, rushed to send a secret report from eight hundred miles away. He told Ma Bala that he secretly entered Sichuan. It was not until the Lizhou Appeasement Department sent an urgent report that the chief envoy Si Yamen knew that the Uzbek delegation had arrived in Li The State Peace Division has been here for a while."
Xia Shouzhong was also speechless. The Sichuan Chief Envoy and the resident Longjing Guard Yamen should all be hung from trees and whipped with thorny whips.
Wu Zang met with so many people from the envoy, including special figures such as National Preceptor Dalima Bala, that all the government offices in Sichuan, large and small, didn't even know when they went to Lizhou.
"According to Liang Zhendong, the sudden appearance of the Uzbek mission in Shu is probably related to the tribes in western Sichuan and northwestern Yunnan. After all, the people there have always believed in Lamaism. Liang Zhendong realized it later and was worried about Dali. The assassination of Mabala will trigger changes in Uzang, so I want to ask the court to send a large army to Sichuan to prevent Uzang from leaving the plateau."
He secretly cursed a waste and urged Jia Cong to go to the imperial tent: "Master, let's go to the imperial tent as soon as possible. The emperor and your lords have been discussing it all afternoon, but they still can't think of any good way. If Wu Zang rebels, , Not to mention the Western Regions and Hexi, the chieftains in the southwest have no choice but to make moves."
"It's not that exaggerated. There are still 30,000 imperial elites stationed in Tsariba (today's Lhasa). The minister in Tibet, Zhang Dehai, and the chief military officer, Lexin, are both famously capable people. If there is any change in Uszang, these two adults will definitely The news will be sent to the capital. Since there is no news so far, that’s good news!”
If it were before, Jia Cong would still be worried that Uzang would suddenly rebel and attack the Central Plains Dynasty.
But now...
Ha~ Even if you include the East India Company's troops, Daxia can still suppress them.
The emperor has been keeping an eye on Uszang, not because he is afraid of his rebellion, but because he is worried about interrupting the new policy plan that the dynasty has finally implemented.
As long as it can be delayed for two or three years and the New Deal is on the right track, if Uzang dares to make such a jump, the army from the capital will be sent to the plateau in a hurry.
This was the confidence that the powerful firearms that Jia Cong had developed in recent years gave the emperor. The plateau was majestic, and the warriors of Uzang were brave and vulnerable to the powerful power of the country.
The northern grasslands have been fighting with the Central Plains dynasty for thousands of years. Wasn't the scimitar defeated by the sudden flintlock?
"Your Majesty Jia Cong pays homage to Zan..."
The emperor planned Jia Cong's salute and pointed to the empty seat in the front row on the left.
"Okay, sit down and talk... Lin Qing, you continue."
Lin Ruhai gave her son-in-law a wink, coughed lightly and continued: "According to the original plan, the Ministry of Revenue will transport grain, salt and other supplies in batches to Hexi, Sichuan, and Yunnan in the 11th, 12th, and 13th years of Yuanyou. Rescue stations have been set up in the three places specifically to take in people who have escaped from the plateau..."
The Ministry of Revenue is not short of money now, and Mr. Lin feels that he is stronger than anyone else.
He said that he would invest 10 million taels of silver in three years, and planned to dig out the corner of Uzang step by step.
The military officials on the side were dumbfounded. If they really did this, within three years, most of their military achievements would end up in Lin Ruhai's mouth.
"I have made a calculation with Governor Cao. Within three years, the soldiers of the Dragon Guard can at least instigate 20% of the Uzbek slaves to rebel!"
Hiss~
Jia Lian's eyes widened, and he and Niu Jizong and other military leaders almost took a deep breath together.
Two percent? This really dug the foundation of Uzang. When the time comes, the court only needs to train and arm these slaves, and the capital does not even need to send an army there.
The emperor nodded. This idea was thought up by the saint.
Don’t think this plan is crude and naive. During the founding of the People’s Republic of China, Grandfather Taizu attacked most of the previous dynasties for ten days without success. In the end, he had pots and pots of big meat buns cooked, and he made the enemies cry and took the initiative to capture them alive. The monarchs and ministers of the previous dynasty opened the gate and dedicated it to Emperor Taizu.
The most terrifying thing in the world is hunger. If a person is hungry, what can't he do?
Lin Ruhai talked eloquently, and finally added: "But before that, the imperial court can no longer reward Uzang with money and food. Moreover, it should use the crime of disrespecting the Celestial Dynasty by Dali Ma Bala to cut off the mutual trade between the imperial court and Uzang. Only In half a year, Uszang will inevitably be short of food to the extreme..."
All the civil and military officials in the palace nodded in agreement, and this point added by Lin Ruhai was the most important. As far as Uzang's current situation is concerned, as long as the Central Plains cuts off trade with them, let alone luxuries, even the most basic food and salt, Uzang cannot achieve a 30% self-sufficiency rate.
This is also thanks to Jia Cong's potatoes and corn. In recent years, China has had abundant food. When the top officials of Wuszang saw it, the price of food in China was cheap...
They used a large amount of beef, mutton, furs and medicinal materials to trade with the Central Plains, causing almost no people on the plateau who were willing to farm.
In addition, Lamaism has a tradition of burning food. Today, one burns it to offer sacrifices to heaven, and tomorrow one burns it according to the method of a certain Dharma king. This makes Uszang unable to save much food at all.
Of course, they will definitely leave some food to store. After all, living Buddhas and Dharma kings also have to eat.
As for whether the slaves will be hungry, when did the nobles of Uzang pay attention to those "lowly untouchables".
"What Lin Qing said is true, but although this plan is good, it will take time to implement. Now that Wu Zang's national master is assassinated in the Central Plains, the court must come up with a charter no matter what. If it is true as Zhang Zhendong said, Wu Zang If this happens, the court must have a countermeasure."
Stability is above all else. What the emperor is most concerned about now is the implementation of the New Deal. It's just Uzang. There are many ways to solve it.
"What else is there to say? Let me, Old Niu, go. I will definitely let those in Uszang be smashed and submissive..."
Niu Jizong was waiting for the emperor's words. He stood up quickly and slapped his chest.
It's a pity that he is not the only one who wants military glory, including Jia Lian, the other military generals are not happy either.
"Why should you go with Niu... Your Majesty, let me go. I am younger than Niu. He is already seventy years old. I'm afraid he can't even climb on the war horse..."
"Hey, mother, who are you saying is old? I'm obviously only sixty-eight!"
The emperor's tent suddenly became lively because of these old men. The emperor was helpless, as none of these old men gave him any peace of mind.
"Shut up, everyone!"
He knocked on the desk and turned his gaze to Jia Cong: "Jia Cong, let me tell you, do you want to send an army there? Or do you have other opinions?"
Niu Jizong and the other marshals who were struggling together suddenly became obedient and looked at Jia Cong expectantly.
"I think that one person is enough, so why send out a large army and waste money and food in vain!"
"What? What did you say? One person?"
Niu Jizong immediately shouted. He felt that Jia Cong was talking nonsense. Of course, those who have this idea account for basically 90% of the civil and military personnel in the account.
However, the emperor became interested in Jia Cong's views. He raised his hand to stop Niu Jizong's quarrel and asked, "Tell me carefully, who is this person? And what should be done?"
Jia Cong cupped his hands and said: "The prince's young master and the censor of Youdu, Xu Jin, can withstand an army of 100,000 by one person. They will definitely make Uzang afraid of making any move!"
In fact, the senior officials of Uzang Dynasty knew the strength of the country clearly. Even if they hurriedly raised hundreds of thousands of troops, they would not be able to get any benefits.
Even if their national master, the Living Buddha, was assassinated in the hinterland of the Central Plains, they would most likely just have an excuse to yell a few times to see if they could get any benefits from the court.
As for actually starting a rebellion, I'm afraid those aristocratic gentlemen who are used to enjoying it won't be very willing.
"Your Majesty, gentlemen, Uzang does not dare to take action against the imperial court. Unless the Western barbarians can send out an army of more than 100,000 to help them, they will at most make a noise, thinking that just like before, the imperial court can compromise and grant them reward."
Jia Cong said categorically: "What we have to do now is to let Uzang understand the strength gap between the plateau and the Celestial Empire, and at the same time, it can also deter the imperial envoys of Uzang's senior officials."
Xia Lingxing, the assistant minister in the cabinet, was interested, but he looked at his long snow-white beard and couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh, it's a pity that I am old and my legs and feet are not flexible, otherwise this matter must be done by me!"
Jia Cong smiled and cupped his hands towards the old man: "You are getting better and better. Little Wuszang is not qualified to let you go out in person. My teacher has been busy recently, and he has long seen that Wuszang's people are not good enough. If he likes it, let him go for a walk on the plateau."
"Qingteng is indeed a good candidate. He has both civil and military skills. It is most suitable for him to go."
As the former Minister of Rites, Xia Lingxing had been sent to many countries on behalf of Heaven. He had killed disloyal vassal kings and chopped off the brains of foreign ministers who had become rebellious. He was among the most capable of beating civil servants and always liked to use Swords speak to the vassal state about the justice of the king and his ministers.
When it comes to dealing with vassal issues, the current Minister of Rites, He Yaomin, and Jia Cong's teacher, Xu Jin, are similar to him. The three of them can be regarded as a perfect alternation between old, middle and young.
He Yaomin is the Minister of Rites, so it is not suitable for him to leave Beijing easily.
However, Xu Jin has recently been criticized and impeached by those who oppose the New Deal. It would be nice to let him go out to relax...
With the recommendation of Xia Lingxing, the assistant minister of the cabinet, the other civil servants in the cabinet naturally would not go against the cabinet minister, and naturally they all supported the recommendation.
Only Wu Xun saw that his military merit was about to disappear, and everyone looked at Jia Cong resentfully.
"Grandpa Niu, Uncle Li... don't look at me like that. The war must be fought, but not now. You also know the situation on the plateau. Altitude sickness alone can kill many people." , we should train our troops now, and in three years... no, maybe in less than three years, we will be able to send a hundred thousand troops to the plateau, and completely integrate Wuszang into Daxia's territory!"
Jia Cong really wasn't trying to trick them. Even with the instigation of the Dragon Guards and Lin Ruhai's "baozi tactics", if they wanted to completely control Wuszang, a large army would be necessary.
The emperor tapped his fingers on the table twice to stop Wu Xun's quarrel.
"The matter is settled like this. Let people call Xu Jin, Jia Lian, Jia Cong..."
"I'm here!"
"Jia Lian, you personally go to the Forbidden Army to select five hundred elite men, and prepare to escort Xu Jin out of the capital and into Tibet. As for you... perfect your idea in detail, write it down and send it to me before noon tomorrow."
The emperor originally wanted Jia Cong to go with him, but then he thought that this was not possible. If this kid went to Uzang, what if he dug a big hole in the sky?
Moreover, Jia Cong has to go to the Japanese island next year, which has been decided long ago. He could trust that Wang Ziteng would not rebel, but if he believed, someone would have to keep an eye on him.
The emperor paused and ordered to the ministers in the imperial tent: "What was agreed upon today is a top secret of the country. No rumors are allowed to spread, otherwise it will be punished as treason. My dear friends, although Uszang is poor, it is the country's treasure. The foundation of stability toward the southwest must not be lost. The barbarians are watching with eager eyes, and you must not be careless in the slightest. I will encourage you all!"
"I will obey the Holy Will!"
…
By the time the imperial tentative meeting was over, it was completely dark.
But Jia Cong still did not go back to rest, but stared at the emperor in the bright imperial tent.
The fresh vegetables presented by Cai Xucun really put the somewhat upset emperor in a good mood. After finishing dinner with Jia Cong, he asked Jia Cong and Daiyu about their experiences today.
When he heard that Cai Xucun, under Daiyu's guidance, had become the richest village within a thirty-mile radius and had also trained three Imperial College students, the emperor was delighted and also expressed his appreciation for this use of local advantages. has aroused strong interest in the methods of poverty alleviation.
It's a pity that the miracle of Cai Xucun is not easy to imitate. The hot spring water alone is very rare.
"That girl Wen'an is indeed my daughter, and she has lived up to my teachings. My dearest companion, hereby pass on the decree and give Wen'an a golden order. No matter what she wants to do from now on, no official will be able to stop her."
The emperor thought for a moment and suddenly called Xia Shouzhong: "There are too many vegetarians in the imperial court, but they are not as good as a little girl who has not yet had hairpins. I am really disappointed. Let Wen An go and shame them. I also want to see this girl." What kind of miracles can you bring me?"
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