Yongping Prefecture is where Gululong Town is located and was once part of Beizhili.
During the Qing Dynasty, Yongping Prefecture followed the Ming system and belonged to Zhili Province. The Qing government stationed heavy troops here for a long time to defend the capital and the imperial mausoleum (Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty).
It governs one state and nine counties, with nearly 80,000 households and 570,000 people.
Its main source of population is actually the people from outside the customs who Wu Sangui moved into the customs. After nearly 200,000 people entered the customs, the population of Yongping Prefecture increased greatly.
Now that Yongping Mansion is included in Shuntian Mansion, it can be said to be extremely inflated for Shuntian Mansion.
"Shuntian Prefecture originally had nineteen counties. Now if we look at Yongping Prefecture, wouldn't there be twenty-eight prefectures and counties?"
Jiang Yueguang also disagreed with this idea and said bluntly: "It would be easier to just change Shuntian Mansion to Shuntian."
"It's okay to incorporate it into Hebei Province." Wang Yingxiong said calmly: "When the time comes, it will be appropriate for Liaoxi and Yongping to be integrated into one."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Shu.
Zhao Shoufu smiled slightly: "I understand what you mean."
With just such a short sentence, everyone felt at ease.
Although the cabinet is a temporary organization, acting as the emperor's secretary, every cabinet minister believes that it is not necessary to obey the superiors, but to have his own opinions.
Auxiliary ministers, aren't they the ones who assist the emperor in doing things? How can you be a yes man?
"Since we have started talking about Yongping and Liaoxi Prefectures, how about adding another Xuan Prefecture?"
Zhao Shu pondered for a moment, and then said: "Since Suiyuan and Chahar have settled down, Xuanda Town is still very important as the key to the capital, but there is no need to separate it..."
Xuanfu (Zhangjiakou) and Datong are thousands of miles apart, but as a large military region, it has completed its historical mission and is no longer realistic.
After all, the Monan Grassland was conquered, and it was equivalent to the hinterland, a buffer zone. Plus, it was close to the capital, so there was no need to specially place a governor or governor.
"Xuanfu Town can be included in Hebei, and Datong can be included in Shanxi. This is considered appropriate."
Wang Yingxiong shook his head and expressed his thoughts.
"But-" Everyone nodded.
Zhao Shu also laughed: "Then let's talk about the population shortage in Liaodong and Jilin——"
"If Liaodong is to be the granary of the imperial court, wasteland must be reclaimed, and this requires a large number of farmers. The pace of migration from the interior to Liaodong must be accelerated."
Yan Chongxin smiled bitterly and said: "Shandong has been plundered by slaves, and coupled with military disasters, the population is less than eight million. Forced relocation is probably not a good idea."
"Then in the name of recruiting troops." Wang Yingxiong waved his hand and said loudly: "Imitate the engineering soldiers of the Ministry of Industry and recruit 20,000 to 30,000 people to reclaim wasteland in Liaodong. When the wasteland becomes mature, we will sell it to them."
"So, wouldn't he just take his family and move away?"
"What the imperial court paid was nothing more than two years of military pay, it's not worth mentioning——"
"Yes, I agree!" Lu Daqi was the first to agree.
Later, Jiang Yueguang and Yan Chongxin agreed.
Zhao Shu finally nodded: "The next topic is that your Majesty requests to increase the number of scholars in the three counties of Ryukyu Prefecture..."
The cabinet meeting went smoothly and efficiently. Of course, all the minutes were presented to the emperor for reading, as well as the votes.
"Yongping Mansion was also merged into Hebei?" Zhu Yixi was stunned and suddenly thought that this place would be Tangshan and Qinhuangdao in later generations!
This is doable.
However, deposing Governor Xuan seemed very abrupt but it was reasonable.
Governor Chahar has become an important border fortress.
After thinking for a while, the emperor sighed: "I agree!"
"Yes!" Tian Fu on the side was busy with the Zhubi imperial review.
As a result, Hebei Province has embraced Shuntian Prefecture. It only lacks Chengde but has the Liaoxi Corridor, which is completely different from later generations.
In mid-September, as the autumn wind was rising, Yujia returned to Beijing.
The prince who oversees the country in Beijing has been officially relieved of his important responsibilities. Although the emperor was already the emperor when he returned to Yuquan Mountain, the prince still occupies the title.
After returning to the Forbidden City, everyone in the government and the public praised the prince one after another, saying that his performance in supervising the country was very good, which added to his qualifications and reputation.
Although Zhu Yixi understood that the ten-year-old Jian Guo had nothing to do, he still acquiesced.
The prince's status is stable, which is the best thing for the court.
As for the King of Qin Zhu Cunmei, after returning to Beijing, he immediately got two followers who he couldn't get rid of, which made him extremely annoyed.
The emperor and the queen saw that King Qin was twelve years old, and he could make an engagement first and think about a woman to marry.
During the founding period of the People's Republic of China, the princes and princesses must be selected from among the nobles. This is an unavoidable fact.
Zhu Yixi searched for a long time and finally chose a woman from the family of Chen Yongfu, the Duke of the Restoration.
The baby girl's name is Chen Qiuniang. She is about the same age as the King of Qin. She is lively and cute, petite and exquisite on weekdays, but in business she is dignified and generous, showing the grace and splendor of a noble noble.
The emperor was very satisfied.
To be honest, a prince like King Qin must have a virtuous wife and a woman who can help him politically. Ordinary civilians are not suitable.
By the way, Budali Khan's two daughters also got engaged and became King Qin's concubines. Everyone was happy!
As for the Crown Prince Zhu Cunqu, he was only ten years old, which was too early. The Crown Princess was very important and had to take her time.
However, compared to the marriages of the princes, the selection of the princesses' consorts was fiercely contested among the nobles.
For the noble children, what they need to inherit is their father's connections. Imperial examinations and military examinations are of little value to them. However, once they become the consort and the emperor's son-in-law, the benefits are great.
Not to mention anything else, Zhou Xian, who married Princess Changping, is now serving as a young minister in the Zongren Mansion and is highly regarded. If he becomes the emperor's son-in-law, is it an official position?
The eldest princess and the second princess are both over twelve years old. They are pretty and as young as a flower, and are highly sought after.
However, for Jia Daihua, he had no interest in the princess at all.
Two years ago, he married the youngest daughter of the Shi family. Shi's conduct was generous, the family was harmonious, and the husband and wife were loving.
However, a man should have great ambitions. In the ninth year of Shaowu's reign, he chose to move to the northwest and became a mere camp leader.
Now far in the northwest, with the cold wind blowing and feeling the coldness of the Ili River Valley, I couldn't help but shiver.
The moon in the sky was big and round, which reminded him of home, and his eyes turned slightly red at some point.
At the age of eighteen, he was thousands of miles away from home, which was extremely hard.
"Commander, when can we go home?"
At this time, the deputy Yingzheng who was riding with him raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the sheepskin bag. He took out the steamed buns from his arms and took a few bites.
"I don't know, but it should be soon."
Jia Daihua huddled his neck in his sheepskin jacket and held the reins tightly with both hands, not daring to relax at all. He felt as if the hot breath he breathed could turn into ice.
He even felt that his crotch was stiff from riding on horseback for a long time.
"As long as we capture these Mongols, we can return to the imperial court with titles, money, and everything else we need."
With this idea in mind, many people join the army regardless of hard work and rush to the northwest battlefield, just to win the battle glory and meritorious service.
For many herdsmen in the Tiannan desert area, the reason for participating is simple - to grant farmland.
As long as you make military exploits, you will not only be rewarded, but you will also get the status of a noble and the pasture land in your dreams.
The Peace Sect is a belief, but it does not prohibit killing.
The 30,000 Yarkands who joined the army had this goal in mind, so they went northward without any trouble, and followed the Ming people who destroyed the country to conquer the Mongols.
Seeing that the effect was so good, and in order to open up the situation as soon as possible and increase his own strength, Li Dingguo repeated his old tricks and promised again:
Anyone who joins the army will receive a 5,000-acre pasture after the war is won.
If he died in battle, his wife and children would inherit the spoils.
The herdsmen of the Junggar tribe are very realistic and have made a choice between the tribe and the pasture.
In just three days, more than 5,000 Junggar herdsmen joined the army.
After all, in a slave society, their lives were only slightly better than those of slaves, but they still worried about food and drink every day.
Owning a ranch of your own, slaves, is the ultimate dream of many people.
Li Dingguo suddenly became very ambitious. He directly sent someone to tell Erqiltu Khan of Heshuo Special Department:
"Sengge bullied his brother. I was entrusted by Chechen and Drote Babatur to come to justice. This matter has nothing to do with the Heshu Special Department..."
Hearing this, Sengge became furious and said, "Father-in-law, you are going too far to deceive others. They are more cunning than foxes on the grassland and more greedy than hungry wolves."
"If we don't stop him at this time, the Junggar tribe will definitely be eaten alive by him. You are an elder on the grassland, with sharp eyes like an eagle. As the leader of the Oirat Mongolian tribes, please do it for me. Call the shots——"
Hearing this, Oqiltu Khan fell into deep thought.
Many years ago, he married his daughter Anu to Sengge (and later to Galdan), so in the Junggar tribe, Sengge is his son-in-law and the spokesperson of his interests, and he will not give up easily. .
At the same time, in order to maintain the dignity of the alliance leader, they intervened in the Junggar tribe.
However, he was mature and looked up at his cheap son-in-law:
"Although you were driven out of Ili in a hurry, you must have many close people in the Junggar tribe!"
"My uncle Chuhuur Ubas has thousands of soldiers and horses. He will never speed up to Akito."
Sengge raised his head.
"This matter is not only a matter for Junggar, but also for the entire Oirat tribe. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you and me to resist the Ming army."
Oqiltu Khan summoned the remaining tribes for an alliance.
At this time, the Tsarist Russians, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help it and stretched out their tentacles.
They had coveted Oirat Mongolia for a long time, and they would never see him easily defeated by the Ming people. For a while, they abandoned their previous suspicions and started selling muskets.
In just a few days, several troops in Oirat gathered 50,000 soldiers and horses, and as time goes by, there will be more and more.
Li Dingguo no longer cared about appeasing the Junggar tribe, and immediately commanded his troops to go north to confront the enemy.
He was riding a horse, looking majestic and heroic. He waved his machete and said loudly:
"My sons, it takes a thousand days to raise an army but only a moment. This is an important battle that affects the entire Western Region. It is also a decisive battle."
"As long as we take down the Heshuo Special Department, we will achieve great success. Whether it is a ranch or a title, the court will not be stingy."
"Today, let's wield our scimitars and try our best to kill the enemy for the sake of the court and ourselves—"
As the messengers and officers heard the news, it immediately set off a wave in the army, and the soldiers responded enthusiastically.
The 60,000-strong army, with soaring morale, faced the cold wind and headed north.
The Junggar Basin is huge, sandwiched between the Tianshan Mountains and the Altai Mountains, while the Heshuote tribe was nomadic in the northern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains, with abundant water and grass, and they lived happily for decades.
Today, war will finally come here.
On the vast grassland, this is the world of cavalry.
The cavalry of the Oirat Alliance stood loosely and disheveled. Many of them even had no armor at all and could only rely on a sheepskin coat to survive the severe cold.
However, the grassland was filled with people, and it looked extremely scary.
At this time, Eqirtu Khan also saw the Ming army.
Compared with them, the Ming army had an infantry phalanx in the front, with cavalry on both sides for protection. They appeared to be very well-organized and took their time. Their steps were light and easy, and they were full of indomitable momentum.
Even the cavalry on both wings were arranged in formations, like waves, coming one after another from afar, which looked extremely shocking.
More than 100,000 people gathered here, the noise was extraordinary, and the banners were loud and clear.
The flags are like clouds, and the scene is so vast and spectacular that it seems that the entire grassland cannot be placed there.
The knights on both sides were already clashing, and the figure of the knight drawing his bow was seen passing by in the distance.
When Oqiltu Khan saw his troops, he felt regret in his heart:
The soldiers and horses of the Ming army are no less than mine.
Those hedgehog-like infantry gave him a huge headache.
Even though he had little experience, he understood that using cavalry to charge the infantry phalanx was purely a matter of death.
A large number of people and flags surged in the distance, one after another, some people stopped in place, some people in front continued to move forward, and the cavalry on both wings were also moving.
Hundreds of thousands of people, like a huge war machine, are slowly making a huge noise!
In the farming era, a hundred thousand soldiers and horses were the highest expression of social organization and the confrontation between nomadic and small-scale peasant economies.
Of course, if we take it seriously, it is also the era of firearms destroying cold weapons.
Woo..." The powerful horns sounded in unison, passing through the noisy crowd in the wind and spreading straight to the entire grassland.
The flying birds in the sky were frightened and fell to the ground, becoming the first splash of blood on the battlefield.
Behind Li Dingguo was a blood-red cloak, looking mighty and domineering: "Get ready, kill——"
The cavalry on both wings were ready to attack, while the infantry phalanx began to unleash the power of muskets.
"Crackling-"
Bursts of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the prairie cavalry, like dark clouds, charged towards the infantry, and then spread out to attack the cavalry on both wings.
"咻咻咻——" The Mongols couldn't get their special skill - Arrow Rain.
Obviously, when faced with muskets, the Mongols were not mindless, and Arrow Rain became their best choice.
