Wang Chengen and Luo Yangxing did not dare to accept this sentence.
Now Yuan Chonghuan holds the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and concurrently serves as the censor of Youdu of the Supervisory Yuan. He is also in charge of the military and civil affairs of Liaodong, Jizhen, Shandong, Tianjin, and Denglai. The power is overwhelming. This is no longer something they can talk about casually.
"After Inspector Yuan brought the grain and fodder of the five towns under unified management, he has not transported supplies to Dongjiang for three months. All relevant supplies have been seized. General Mao is trying to smooth things over, hoping that Inspector Yuan can release them as soon as possible."
Chongzhen had long known about the discord below. Both of them went to court and accused each other. The emperor had no good solution. Since he used Yuan Chonghuan, he could only do the work for Mao Wenlong. Let him obey the leadership.
As far as the emperor is concerned, which end is bigger and the other is smaller, he can still carry it clearly. Now that everyone is counting on Yuan Chonghuan, Mao Wenlong naturally has to suffer some injustice.
The emperor sighed, said nothing more, and continued to give instructions on the memorial.
He had already invested too much in that Nanmanzi. It was like buying a stock. There was no way to decide whether it would go up or down.
After a while, the emperor asked again: "How is the investigation on the Ningyuan mutiny going?"
Wang Chengen felt something unexpected in his heart. He didn't expect that the emperor would still remember this incident.
It seems that although Yuan Chonghuan used the fait accompli to make the emperor hold his nose and admit it. But obviously this matter is not over yet, the emperor is still thinking about it.
The emperor's eyes do not rub sand.
"Back to the emperor, those who participated in the mutiny were all from Donglin. Man Gui and Zuo Liangyu, who were not from Donglin, restrained their subordinates and did not participate." Luo Yangxing said.
The emperor said nothing, as if he had expected it. The hall fell into silence again. Only the dripping sound was heard.
A few months ago, the emperor had received a memorial from Yuan Chonghuan, demanding that Mangui be transferred from Mangui and that Zuo Liangyu be held accountable for his inaction during the mutiny.
Now that we are trapped, we can only hope that this stock can unwind.
Chongzhen had no choice but to transfer Mangui to Xuanda and Zuo Liangyu to Changping.
Zuo Liangyu's bad luck happened to coincide with the previous pirate invasion. The elite army that Chongzhen finally managed to raise was disintegrated in three days after being tricked by the pirates. Angry, Chongzhen dismissed them all and asked them to stay in office to perform meritorious service.
This battalion has not yet recovered its strength and is still being reorganized.
The emperor has approved the recruitment of a new group of people to supplement the lost troops.
"What is Yang Fan doing?"
Wang Chengen did not expect that the emperor's thinking would jump so much. I'm thinking about what to say.
At this time, Luo Yangxing rushed to say: "Yang Tongzhi built a small city on the grassland. It seems to be called Duolun City, just upstream of the Luan River. He said he was going to Mongolia to buy wool for weaving."
Chongzhen nodded. Yang Fan mentioned this in his report, saying that he was going to seduce Mongolian herdsmen to herd his sheep.
He planned to raise some fine-wool sheep, whose wool could be used to weave cloth. Made into light and soft wool. He, the Queen, and the two concubines each were given a cloak.
The material looks really good, the wool is as smooth as satin, and it looks very high-end.
Even though the emperor didn't understand business, he could still see that this was a good deal. I am still considering whether to let the queen take a share.
The weather has been getting colder every year, and I knew that this kind of warm, high-end clothing would have good sales.
There were many rich people in the Ming Dynasty, and only the emperor was poor.
Jiangnan is full of gold and silver. They are already rich, and coupled with the overseas smuggling trade, everyone is extremely rich.
The weather has been cold in the past two years, and Taihu Lake has frozen. Jiangnan's mink and other high-end furs have fetched sky-high prices.
The woolen fabric is so light and warm. It feels as smooth as silk and satin. When made into clothes, it is very stiff and looks indescribably beautiful. Once it went on the market, it was not wildly sought after by the rich.
It's just that there is no need to tell the ministers about these things. Instead, it seems that he is competing with the people.
Seeing that the emperor had no expression. Luo Yangxing gritted his teeth and decided to report a bad news. It's not a good thing that your intelligence always doesn't get the emperor's attention.
"Your Majesty, Yang Fan went to the grasslands to build a city privately without His Majesty's orders. He purchased furs, cattle, sheep and horses on a large scale to compete with the people for profit."
Luo Yangxing has always been dissatisfied with Yang Fan's influence in Jinyiwei. He came up after Yang Fan. Yang Fan was nine thousand years old and had a huge influence in Jinyiwei. After he took office, he has been committed to de-Yang Fan.
At this time, I took the opportunity to sue him.
The emperor was expressionless. He was unwilling to give up, but he knew that if he continued to talk, he would make things clear and he would definitely offend Yang Fan, and there would be no way for the two of them to change things.
But after a moment's hesitation, he made up his mind to read his book.
"Yang Fan is good at starting border provocations and has already caused siege from various Mongolian tribes on the grassland. Once he is defeated, it may affect the security along the Great Wall."
This time he finally caught the emperor's attention. He looked up at Luo Yangxing and said slowly and logically: "Bring me a map and show me where Duolun is."
Wang Chengen hurriedly called the young eunuch and brought him a map. Luo Yangxing also hurriedly came over and pointed out Duolun's location.
"Hey, it's so far away and hanging alone in the depths of the grassland. If it is attacked by the Mongols, how can we rescue it?" the emperor couldn't help but said.
Although here and Zunhua are connected by the Luanhe River, there are dense mountainous areas in between, and the distance is three to four hundred miles away. In this era, the infantry would have to walk for more than ten days to arrive.
Chongzhen felt a little bit whether Yang Fan's boast of the City of Wool was reliable.
The grassland here is indeed good and the water source is sufficient. As he said in his memorial, it is beneficial to agriculture and livestock. But it's too far here. If something happens, we'll be surrounded on all sides.
Chongzhen made up his mind that he would not end up in trouble. Let him get it by himself. Don't expect me to send troops. If he gains a foothold, he might consider taking a share.
If he failed and retreated from the grassland in a gray state, the matter would not be mentioned.
In fact, he knew it in his heart. In order to appease Dong Lin, he did not give Yang Fan the reward he deserved. I feel a little sorry for Yang Fan.
In fact, I am actually a little wary of him in my heart, worried that if he grows bigger, he will not be able to lose his tail. He was also somewhat happy to see the results of Dong Lin's suppression of him.
Therefore, when it comes to rewards based on merit, he is only given some false positions, but no territory or real power. The power of Jin Yiwei was also taken back, leaving only a senior position.
But it's not clear yet that he has any dissatisfaction. Still the same as before. There is quite a bit of thunder and rain with the meaning of Jun's favor.
After this incident, the Jin Yiwei secretly reported to Yang Fan that in addition to the Hexi garrison of Qianhu with more than 3,600 people, he had restored his own servant group training. It also looks like 3,600 people.
Although this was the establishment when Xinghe Tuanlian applied, no one could say anything.
But these more than 3,000 people are all cavalry. The emperor just felt a little uncomfortable.
At this time, the emperor was thinking that if Yang Fan was so tormented, it would be a good idea to go to the grassland and cause trouble to consume his strength. After he has damaged his servants and team members, I can let him calm down.
