Zhou Xuan investigated the assassination case and destroyed the Tatar spies' den in Beijing.
The Tatars pretended to be Oara people and assassinated the monks. This obviously intensified the conflict between the Ming Dynasty and the Oara people, and the Tatars took the opportunity to get rid of the Oara people's control.
Nowadays, the grassland is in chaos.
When Ye Xian was alive, he established the huge Oara Empire, which was known as the most powerful country in the world, but its rise was rapid and its demise was sudden.
After Ye Xian's death, the Oara Empire collapsed.
The Tatars, who have been suppressed by Oara, have actually been in a state of chaos. On the surface, they obey the Khan Mandulu, who exists in name only, but internally they are divided into many powerful factions, attacking each other, destroying and annexing, and the Khan's court exists in name only.
On the grassland, the dog's brain has been beaten.
As for why the Tatars assassinated the monks, Zhu Qiyu thought, the Tatars must have lost their minds!
Could it be that in order to intensify the contradiction, use the Ming Dynasty to contain Oara and allow the Tatars to unify quickly?
Who planned it? Could it be Mantulu? But Mantulu is not a wise king, he is still a puppet. Where does he have the confidence?
Zhu Qiyu really couldn't figure out the Tatar human brain circuit.
"My lords, I plan to march out of the Great Wall!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were firm: "It's not a war, but a fortress built outside the Great Wall. The battle report said that our army captured tens of thousands of war horses. With these horses, if we really fight in the field, the Ming army may not be in vain!"
"The main reason is that Xuanzhen cannot withstand the disaster!"
"We need to build a barrier outside the Great Wall. If we can't defeat it, we can retreat to the Great Wall and use the Great Wall to defend ourselves and become invincible!"
After the excitement and joy, I felt extremely helpless.
In the battle report, Yu Qian described the battle in detail. The price paid for this victory was also huge. More than 100,000 people died, and the loss of property was immeasurable. Rebuilding Xuanzang Town would probably be costly.
Xuanzhen is also the gateway to the capital and must not be abandoned.
If we talk about reconstruction, I'm afraid Zhang Feng will cry to death.
"Xuan Town must be rebuilt. I will never allow the Oara Army to look down on the Xuan Mansion and threaten the capital at any time! It will never happen again!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were firm: "The best way is to defend the enemy from outside the country!"
If you are bolder, just build the city outside the Great Wall.
"Your Majesty, it is indeed feasible to build a city outside the Great Wall. The problem is that the land in Xuanzhen is barren and the food produced cannot support too many troops. We can only support the soldiers of Xuanzhen, which is already stretched. I ask your Majesty to think again." Bai Gui said loudly. road.
He is right, what limits the development of the western region is food!
If we can grow high-yield food in Xuan Town, let alone build a fortress outside the Great Wall, even if we build a city all the way to the Khan's Court, that's no problem!
Even the herdsmen will welcome them with their hands raised, because the grassland is too chaotic and the herdsmen are tired of war.
When people in the Ming Dynasty fought, they relied on logistics and raising troops, relying on food.
Zhu Qiyu just wanted to say that he could herd sheep and horses, but he shut up angrily and turned the Han people into grassland people. Will they be Hu or Han in the future? Who can tell the difference clearly? This is a strategy that will bring harm to all generations and should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
The food problem must be solved. With food, we can encroach on the grassland and control the grassland with money and food.
Use the law again and kill a group of people...
Zhu Qiyu nodded slightly: "Bai Qing's words are reasonable, but always moving back to the mainland is the only way!"
"Yu Qian burned down Dulbert's tribe with a fire. This is the time when the grassland is weak. If the Ming Dynasty gives up such a God-given opportunity!"
"In less than ten years, Dulbert's tribe will grow again and lead troops to attack the Ming Dynasty!"
"My lords, please discuss and come up with a strategy for long-term peace and stability!" Zhu Qiyu asked.
Bai Gui was relieved to see that the emperor was doing good things.
The emperor just now was really scary, with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to empty the court. His anger passed, but he did not hold any grudge. Fortunately, he was lucky.
Bai Gui has gone through three dynasties. If you compare him, he is still comfortable in the previous years. The power of civil servants has expanded crazily, almost eclipsing the imperial power.
The emergence of the current emperor has cut off the power of the civil servant group.
The unparalleled civil servant group began to disintegrate in the court. Bai Gui had just returned to the court and was not yet accustomed to it.
"Your Majesty, this is an eternal knot. When the Central Plains Dynasty was at its peak, all the tribes in Mobei gave way. When the Central Plains Dynasty declines, the tribes in Mobei will rise. Mobei and the Central Plains Dynasty are mutually reinforcing each other. There is no solution to this."
Bai Gui said loudly: "I once rectified military affairs in Shanxi and often thought about this problem. I thought that if I had enough money and food, I could solve this problem."
"But money and food must be sufficient every year, and there must be no natural or man-made disasters. In a hundred years, the Hu will be transformed into the Han, and there will no longer be distinctions between the Hu and the Han. Mobei will no longer be a shackles of the Central Plains Dynasty, but will become a support of the Central Plains Dynasty."
"On the other hand, if the Ming Dynasty had raised Chief Hu for several years, once a natural or man-made disaster occurred in the mainland, Chief Hu would not only not be grateful, but would also take the opportunity to bite the Ming Dynasty. The Central Plains would have fallen into Hu's hands, and the Five Husties and the Five Dynasties would reappear. , it may not be impossible.”
"Therefore, I dare to advise your majesty to manage the interior, which is the way to long-term peace and stability. If you are gentle with Chief Hu, sooner or later there will be chaos in the feudal town. Please think twice!"
Zhu Qiyu really listened to Bai Gui's words.
"Then according to Bai Qing's intention, do you want to give up this God-given opportunity?" Zhu Qiyu was unwilling to accept it.
"Your Majesty, the court is in dire straits now. The reconstruction of Xuanzhen, Gyeonggi, and Shandong requires money and food. If we build a city outside the Great Wall, how can we run it? If we can't run it, it's better not to build it. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. So, I would like to advise your Majesty!"
Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Bai Qing, please get up."
"On this great day, I thought I could drive a long car across the Helan Mountains!"
"Now it seems that it's just a thought!"
"Let's not mention him for now. Give me time to think about it, and you will also think about how to make the Ming Dynasty gain a foothold outside the Great Wall!"
Ultimately, it is a food issue.
There is serious soil erosion in the west, and it is impossible to grow enough food. Without food, we cannot feed the army.
As for converting Hu into Han, it was done through fighting. Only by completely defeating the Hu people and giving them enough benefits can they be willing to convert the Hu into Han.
"Xuan come in!"
Soon, the Tatar delegation arrived.
The Tatar delegation had an audience. The leader, named Yanda, saluted respectfully. After the audience, they began to read out their credentials.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Mandu Lujiu, together with the tribes of Laobadu, Jineng, and Yongshaobu, agreed to submit the agreement and pay tribute..."
The credentials had just been read out, and there was an uproar in the Fengtian Hall.
When Chulujin read out his credentials before, there was a lot of indignation; now, when Tatar reads out his credentials, he finds it hard to believe.
The Tatars just asked for it, but they were actually willing to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty!
Is this a big pie or a big trap?
The problem is that the Tatars do not know about the defeat of Oara now. Moreover, a few days ago, they assassinated Fan Seng and instigated the relationship between Ming Dynasty and Wushen.
Just turned around and paid tribute?
It's really weird.
It was so weird that the courtiers felt like they had seen a ghost.
In the past few years, Tatars did request for annexation many times. That was because the Oara Empire was growing day by day. In the seventh year of Jingtai, the Oara Empire fell apart. Tatars currently only have internal worries but no external troubles. Why did they suddenly pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty?
Zhu Qiyu asked Feng Xiao to ask Hu Hui.
Hu Hui couldn't make the decision, so he asked the military department to give the Chinese side, who knew something about the Tatar situation.
Fang Fu was also confused. Mantulu was a foolish king who was greedy for enjoyment. Now the power was in the hands of the grand master, Jia Silan.
This Jiasilan is like Huang Hao and his ilk. He really has no ability and only knows how to plunder, which brings disaster to the Wulangha people.
He believed that it was impossible for the Tatar Khanate to annex the Ming Dynasty, because Mandulu could not command the Tatar tribes at all, and these tribes in the credential did not listen to the Khanate at all.
This letter of credence is most likely a political trick by Garthland.
As for the specific reason, he couldn't figure it out.
Hu Xi sent Fang Fu's guess to Zhu Qiyu.
Zhu Qiyu frowned, strange things happen every year, especially this year.
"See Your Majesty!" After reading out the credentials, he bowed in reply.
"Flat body!"
Zhu Qiyu pointed to the box on the imperial desk and said, "Do you know what this is?"
"The foreign minister doesn't know." Yanda can speak Chinese.
"Open it and show it to the envoy!" Zhu Qiyu asked someone to pass Boluo's head to Yanda.
Yanda took a look and his expression changed slightly. Of course he knew Boluo!
Ye Xian’s eldest son!
Even the Tatar Khan must bow to him!
But he didn't expect that his head would fall into the hands of the Ming Emperor. So Xuanzhen... Did the Ming Dynasty win?
Yanda was extremely lucky. The Tatars were vassals and paid tribute. If they agreed to Boluo's request and participated in dividing the Ming Dynasty, it would be a bad idea!
What a blessing! What a blessing!
"Do you know him?" Zhu Qiyu asked loudly.
"The foreign minister knows him, but he is the great prince of Wala, Boronahalle!" Yan replied.
"Yes! It's Boluo!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up, excited, and said loudly: "Just before the envoy came to see him, a great victory was reported in Xuan Town. Marshal Yu Qian of this dynasty killed the 100,000 troops of Wala and obtained the heads of all the nobles of Dulbert's tribe, including A head on Bo Luo’s neck!”
Yanda's expression changed, a hundred thousand troops?
Was Wala destroyed?
The horror turned into surprise.
The Ming Dynasty did a big thing for the Tatars. It destroyed Oala. It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to run Mobei. Wouldn't it be an advantage for the Tatars?
"The foreign minister congratulates the Ming Dynasty!" Yanda's face was full of surprise. The Tatars have made a lot of money. As long as the grand master settles the domestic clans, they can unify Mobei and establish the Tatar Empire!
At that time, it will be the Ming Dynasty who will pay tribute...
Suddenly, it felt impossible again!
The Ming Dynasty had millions of troops? Why destroy the 100,000-strong army of Wala?
This number must have been mixed with water. Maybe there were 100,000 people in Wala and only 30,000 soldiers.
Killed 30,000 people? That’s too strong!
Why did Daming explode?
The three major powers in the Eastern world, the Ming Dynasty, Oara, Tatar and Ulyanha merged into one power. They were all in ruins and no one was strong. Why did the Ming Dynasty suddenly rise?
The cavalry on the grassland is not necessarily very powerful. The problem is that they can run. They can go anywhere on horseback. Even if it is an encirclement and annihilation, there must be fish that slip through the net.
Based on the fighting power of the Ming army, it is estimated that a million troops are needed to defeat the Wala 100,000. To annihilate 30,000 enemies, I am afraid it will require 1.5 million troops!
How did the Ming Dynasty support such a huge army?
How many people did Ming Dynasty lose?
The longer I delay in answering, the more frightened I feel.
"Haha, even though I can hear that you don't mean what you said, I'm still very happy!"
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "The Tatars are willing to annex themselves to the Ming Dynasty, but I can agree to it."
Upon hearing this, Yanda's eyes lit up.
"but!"
"I have a few conditions, you can listen to them."
Zhu Qiyu directly made the decision: "When the two countries open border trade, they can open horse markets, civilian markets, and monthly markets. They can exchange 'gold and silver, cattle and horses, skins, and horsetails' for 'satin silk, cloth, pots and cauldrons,' etc. I am also willing to do so." Yes!"
"But I also have conditions. The Tatars will be removed from the country and become the Tatar tribe of the Ming Dynasty."
"Since it is a ministry, there can be no more Khans!"
"Depose the Tatar Khan and make me a surrendered lord. The Tatar tribes must support me as the Khan of Heaven. I am the only owner of all the land under the sun! The only Khan of Heaven! My title will be in the sky. Above Genghis!”
Poof!
Hu Hu couldn't help but laugh. The emperor thought that Khan was going crazy that day.
However, the Tatars obviously had ulterior motives. The Ming Dynasty had no intention of occupying the territory outside the Great Wall, nor did it want the Mobei people to affect the peace of the interior.
As for opening border trade with Tatars, forget it.
The original border trade with Wala was actually due to Ming's fear of Wala's power, so it was just a matter of years of age.
However, the Ming Dynasty was too good at playing. It turned the old coins into sheep's wool and killed the tiles. It caused internal and external troubles and had to fight with the Ming Dynasty in the hope of changing the rules of the border trade game.
If Zhu Qizhen hadn't insisted on going his own way and ruined the good situation in Tumubao, Wala would still be the fat sheep of the Ming Dynasty. Wala was the main source of internal funds.
It is estimated that by now, Wala has been wiped out. Where did the Wala Empire come from?
As for the Tatars, they urgently need the goods of the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty does not need anything from the grassland!
You don't even need a war horse. There is no war. If you buy it, it will be a net loss. If you eat it, it won't taste good. It's a losing business.
"this……"
Yanda's face was full of bitterness.
Mantulu is a descendant of Genghis Khan, how could he abandon his ancestors and regard the Ming Emperor as his ancestor?
The other conditions can be agreed to, but Genghis Khan does not dare to make the decision without authorization.
"Your Majesty the Emperor..."
"Call me the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Dynasty! No, call me Heavenly Khan!" Zhu Qiyu felt that Tian Khan was a little dirty after being called Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Zhi, Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, was barely the Khan of the same day. What the hell was Li Heng, Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty? You're going to bring trouble to your father. Why don't you call him Khan? Don't be ridiculous.
"Dear Khan!"
Yanda suppressed his scream. He was from Jiaslan, the Grand Master. He was born into a noble family of the Ji Neng tribe. He was promoted by Jiaslan and held an important position in the Khan's court. Later, after the rise of Wala, he was responsible for diplomacy with Wala. Stationed in the Wala Khan Court, I have suffered all kinds of hardships.
The Wala people are much more domineering than the Ming people. The Ming people pay attention to flashy things. Isn't it just a title? What can't be said?
He is called the Great Khan of the Grassland, but he performs Han rituals, which is neither fish nor fowl.
"Hahaha!"
Zhu Qiyu looked happy: "Shengsheng!"
"Let Tatar take the throne, I am the Khan of Heaven."
"The whole lineage of Genghis Khan must have been burned. It's useless. It's a thing of the past."
"Temujin is a hero after all, and the temple should honor him, but there is no need to pass on his lineage."
"From now on, only my blood can be the khan of the grassland people!"
"Others, those who call themselves Khan in vain, are all rebellious officials and traitors, and will be punished for treason!"
"All official positions in the grassland are valid only if they are appointed by the Khan of this day!"
Zhu Qiyu sat on the throne of the Ming Dynasty Emperor and had enough of the Khan's addiction that day.
Li Xian couldn't help but want to laugh. The emperor was really capable of tormenting people.
The descendants of Genghis Khan were able to rule the grasslands because of the blood of the Golden Family. However, the emperor cut off everything they were proud of.
Although it is childish, I feel proud of it!
"Your Majesty the Khan, please listen to the call of the herdsmen!"
Yanda saluted respectfully: "As you said, Genghis Khan is a great king of the herdsmen and a hero respected by the Khan of Heaven! Please allow his descendants to thrive on the grasslands!"
"The tribes of Tatar are willing to obey the call of Tian Khan and become the people of Tian Khan."
"I only ask God to be merciful and allow the herdsmen's offense, so that your herdsmen can have full stomachs, milk tea to drink, and thick clothes to wear."
"Please spread your kindness on the grassland, and the herdsmen will respect you from generation to generation and respect the kind Khan!"
this?
Hu Bi opened his mouth, and Li Xian was stunned.
Is this person fake?
Even Zhu Qiyu didn't know how to deal with it. He just wanted to take advantage and talk freely. Who would have thought that Yanda would actually follow the rules and agree to everything.
What happened to the Tatars?
Something must have happened, something huge, and there is an urgent need to develop border trade.
That's why Yanda groveled to such an extent!
Anyway, when the mission returned, he would only report the merits and not show any fault. Mantulu Khan didn't know what Zhu Qiyu said in the Ming Dynasty, so he would just delay accepting the merits.
But is Zhu Qiyu someone who lets others take advantage of him?
"Hahaha, Yandu, you are such a wonderful person. Come and set up a banquet. If I want to personally entertain Yandu, I will use Boluo's skull to entertain you!"
Zhu Qiyu laughed and announced his resignation.
He didn't know how to deal with it. If he kept talking, it would be easy to agree directly.
"Your Majesty Tian Khan, please listen to the voices of the herdsmen..." Yanda refused to give up.
"Yanda, I can see your filial piety!"
"But your father-in-law has a stomachache and wants to go out."
"As the most devout herdsman under Tian Khan, don't you obey Tian Khan's orders? You can't pick it up personally, I don't have this habit!"
"Okay, I will personally host a banquet for you devout herdsmen tonight!"
Zhu Qiyu announced his resignation and hurriedly ran back, as if he really couldn't hold it in any longer.
Hu Bi, Li Xian and others have black lines all over their heads.
Can't you come up with a cleaner excuse?
After running to the Qinzheng Hall and asking the ministers to come over, Zhu Qiyu changed into his regular clothes and asked, "What's going on?"
Hu Bi asked Fang Fu to speak.
"Wei Chen speculates that something big might have happened to Grand Master Jiasi Lan, so he is eager to seek peace, and may even borrow troops from the Ming Dynasty." Fang Fu said seriously.
"If I want to be the Khan of Heaven, just be the Khan of Heaven? Can we cancel the Genghis Khan lineage? I even suspect that this messenger is fake!" Zhu Qiyu frowned.
"Reporting to your majesty, Manduru Khan is just a puppet."
"As far as I know, this Grand Master personally caused chaos in the Khan Court, killed Bo Luohu Jinong, and annexed the people of Ordos."
"The disintegration of Tatar is directly related to this grand master."
Fang Fu explained: "Wei Chen just guessed that this Grand Master is very likely to be in a situation where life and death are at stake, so he condescended to pay tribute to our dynasty!"
That is to say, the person who wants to declare himself as a minister and pay tribute is the Grand Master, and the person who Yanda is the Grand Master is explained clearly.
Zhu Qiyu nodded slightly: "We have no eyes in Mobei, so everything depends on guessing!"
"Your Majesty, the tribes in Mobei are extremely poor. When we started border trade with Wala, we, the Ming Dynasty, suffered a lot at the beginning. Later, we gradually made profits."
Zhang Feng said seriously: "It was different then and now. At that time, my Ming Dynasty was short of horses, so opening up border trade would be beneficial to both parties."
"During the Zhengtong years, our Ming Dynasty no longer lacked horses. The court even gave us a lot of subsidies because the horses were cheap."
"Today, I also wrote in Shaofu's victory report that our army captured a large number of horses, which is enough for our army's military needs. There is no need to purchase more horses, so there is no reason to open border trade."
Zhang Feng turned around and persuaded the emperor not to worry about the backwaters of Mobei, they were all too poor.
"Then tell me, do you agree?" Zhu Qiyu frowned.
"No!"
The important ministers all shook their heads, thinking that opening up border trade would be a huge loss for the Ming Dynasty.
"My lords, have you ever thought about it? Why did the Tatars send assassins to kill the Ming Dynasty when they obviously wanted to seek help from the Ming Dynasty? There is an obvious contradiction here!" Zhu Qiyu changed the subject.
"It's probably not a group of forces."
Hu Xi saw through Zhu Qiyu's thoughts: "Yanda and other envoys were sent by the Grand Master; and the assassination of Fan Monk was sent by Mandu Luhan!"
"If it is sent by Mantulu, it will make sense."
"Your Majesty, look."
"Assassinating Fan Monk not only alienated the Ming Dynasty and Wala, but also alienated the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and the Tatars."
"Mantulu is blocking the way for Jasilan to borrow troops from the Ming Dynasty."
"So, send someone to assassinate in advance..."
"The veteran speculates that although Mantulu is incompetent, he is taking back power."
"This grand master's Jiasi Lan was afraid that he was desperate, so he sent an envoy to ask for help from the Ming Dynasty."
Hu Xi saw a wicked smile on Zhu Qiyu's lips: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
He was a little afraid of being tormented by the emperor.
"Haha, I don't plan to start border trade either. Daming's tea and iron are hard currencies on the grasslands. We don't have enough iron ourselves, so why sell it to them?"
"I'm going to test the bottom line of the delay and see if I can knock out something."
"You dislike having too many horses. If the Tatars give you 10,000 horses, do you want them?"
Zhu Qiyu smiled evilly.
"But this is detrimental to the majesty of the Celestial Empire!" Xue Xuan frowned.
"Shit, the majesty of the Celestial Empire was created by fighting. Why not take advantage of it?" Zhu Qiyu disdained the foolish thinking of scholar-bureaucrats.
That's bullshit, the majesty of the Celestial Empire. As long as the Celestial Empire is strong and can wipe out all the races in the world, they won't dare to resist!
If the celestial dynasty is weak, even if they pay tribute year after year, won’t they still invade the Central Plains and become emperor?
In this world, it all depends on whether your fist is big enough!
Xue Xuan encountered a problem and was too angry to speak.
"Your Majesty, what if we wait for the unification of the Tatars and use this as an excuse to attack the Ming Dynasty?" Geng Jiuchou asked in a low voice.
"Humph, unification? When the Tatars are unified, my troops will have already wiped out Mobei with blood! Not to mention ten thousand horses, even if there are one million horses, they have to offer them to me obediently!"
Zhu Qiyu sneered: "Okay, the matter is settled. Send someone to contact us, and we will knock out as many treasures as we can!"
"My imperial edict can be issued, but at worst I won't accept it when the time comes!"
"I have no shame anyway."
After Zhu Qiyu finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.
These words sounded awkward and harsh to the ears of scholar-bureaucrats.
The majestic emperor of the Celestial Dynasty calls himself shameless!
Treat the imperial edict as a piece of waste paper!
What a weird thing.
But why does it get cuter the more I look at it!
The previous emperors had all the ministers take the blame, but Zhu Qiyu took the initiative to take the blame. How cute.
"Your Majesty, I have someone recommended to you by this veteran!"
The corners of Hu Hui's mouth curled up, deceiving Hulu was not called cheating, but merit.
He smiled and said: "This person and Your Majesty are absolutely a match made in heaven. It's just that this person is already old and I'm afraid he won't be able to serve as an envoy to Mobei."
When he said this, a figure appeared in many people's minds.
Chen Cheng, Chen Zilu!
The famous diplomat traveled tens of thousands of miles and made five envoys to the Western Regions to reopen the "Silk Road". He and Zheng He could be called twins.
This man retired to seclusion in the third year of Xuande's reign, and the court has not yet received a funeral report, so he is probably not dead.
"Chen Cheng? Is he still alive?"
Zhu Qiyu stood up. This person wrote "Journey to the Western Regions" and "Records of the Western Regions", which even he had read.
This man is definitely a great talent in the country, a figure of the same era as Hu Hui!
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I still had correspondence with him at the beginning of last year. I think he is still here, but I'm afraid I won't be able to send an envoy to the Tatars!" Hu Hui sighed.
"Can the boss still move?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
"Alright."
Zhu Qiyu paced back and forth: "If I send the old man to the capital and don't allow him to return to his roots, will I be too harsh to the old hero?"
"Your Majesty, Mr. Chen is an old man who has great ambitions and can still serve the country!" Hu Hui said loudly.
"Okay! Okay!"
Zhu Qiyu's face was filled with joy: "Pass the decree and grant Chen Cheng the title of senior minister. Please invite Chen Cheng to the court and tell him that I will reopen the Western Regions!"
"I'm sending a chariot to the capital. The chariot should be slower and more stable. I can wait for him!"
"Let's go to the private sector and hire some doctors to accompany us, and the money will come from internal funds!"
Hu Hui and Chen Cheng are from the same era.
In the third year of Xuande's reign, Chen Cheng retreated bravely. Before leaving the capital, he had a drink with him and said: "The current emperor no longer has the ambition of Yongle. He will no longer open the Western Regions and Annan, and there is no need for ministers..."
Those words were extremely bleak.
When Chen Cheng left Beijing, he went to Taizong's temple to kneel down and worship, and then reluctantly left Beijing.
More than thirty years, in just a blink of an eye.
The current emperor is a man of great talent and strategy, and has the ambition to reopen the Western Regions. He has inherited Yongle's ambition. Old friend, you must have a lot to say to him.
"Old minister, on behalf of Chen Cheng, thank you, Your Majesty!" Hu Hui had tears in his eyes.
Inviting him to the capital in a royal chariot gave Chen Cheng a lot of face and affirmed his achievements.
Old friend, you will have no regrets in your life.
"Old Master, please get up and tell the old ministers who are still at home. Please recommend them. Even though I have suffered a lot of infamy, I will get rid of them and let them come to the capital!"
"Even if they can no longer serve the court, they can still write books and pass down their knowledge and experience to future generations!"
"If I still have the energy, I plan to open a school, let students from all over the world come to the school to listen to lectures, and then send a document to record what he said in a book, and his disciples will compile it into a book and pass it on to future generations!"
Zhu Qiyu's tone was sincere.
But it made many people's eyes shine, and they wrote books and compiled them into books!
That is the highest ideal of a literati!
For decent literati such as Hu Hui and Li Xian, it is nothing.
But for special talents like Chen Cheng, Xu Youzhen, and Kuai Xiang, writing books and talking about them is a wonderful thing that they dare not even think about.
"Xiao Weizhen, do you have any talents to recommend to me?" Zhu Qiyu looked at Xiao Weizhen.
Xiao Weizhen's face turned bitter. You have arrested all the people in Honglu Temple and sent them to prison. Have you forgotten?
Where are the talents?
"Then I will personally do the blackmailing of the Tatars?" Zhu Qiyu looked at him.
"Absolutely not!" Hu Hui reacted fiercely.
The emperor is the ruler of the world, how can he do such a shameful thing?
"But there are no diplomatic talents in the DPRK!"
Zhu Qiyu spread his hands and said: "I am the Khan of Heaven. I can defeat you at will, delay your answer, and ask for help from me. I know how to measure, so I have made this decision."
"Your Majesty, the mighty Khan, how can you break your promise?"
Geng Jiuchou was anxious: "Why don't I go? Although I'm stupid, I can fool the barbarians and I'll catch them easily."
"No, I'll come in person. You can go down and rest. There will be a banquet in the evening. You still need to accompany me. Just cooperate with me then."
Zhu Qiyu decided to go into battle personally.
The ministers retreated, and Zhu Qiyu rested for a while, had lunch, and then reviewed the memorial. Yi Qing presented another memorial, saying that Ning Fan was unstable.
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flickered: "Jin Zhong was told to inquire more about Ning Fan when he sent his chariot to pick up Chen Cheng."
Chen Cheng was from Jiangxi, and Ning Fan was granted the title of "Ning Fan" in Jiangxi. He killed two birds with one stone.
After finishing the memorial, Zhu Qiyu took a stroll in the yard.
Gu Youzhi hurriedly entered the hospital and saluted: "Your Majesty, there is news from Shandong!"
It was a secret revelation from Wang Yue.
Zhu Qiyu took it in his hand and entered the Qinzheng Hall. After careful inspection, he opened the secret.
The memorial is extremely long.
It describes in detail what Wang Yue saw and heard in Shandong, and focuses on the Yanshenggong lineage. The Kong family is the local emperor of Shandong, and Zhu Qiyu knows it well.
The severe flood in Shandong this time is directly related to the Kong family.
"Knew it!"
“Everything in Shandong is rotten!”
"The officialdom is rotten, the Kong family is rotten, the shopping mall is rotten, the people are rotten, the gentry is rotten, the bandits are rotten, and the refugees are rotten!"
"A place full of five poisons!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flickered.
In Wang Yue's writings, even the refugees are dead. Many refugees are refugees who took the initiative to abandon their land and only rely on the government's relief.
In fact, these refugees would go up the mountains to become bandits if they had nothing to eat, and if they had something to eat, they would come down to the mountains to become civilians.
He said that few people in Shandong are innocent.
All the good people have moved to other houses, and the remaining people are cunning and cunning people who refuse to pay taxes and live on the food provided by the court.
While rebelling against the imperial court, he was eating the imperial court's food at the same time, without any conscience.
The Kong family is inextricably linked to various mountain bandits. In fact, the professionalization of refugees is directly related to the oppression of the Kong family.
The people of Shandong, before paying taxes to the court, must first pay the taxes of the Confucius family, and then pay the taxes of the court.
After paying it all, everyone will starve to death.
Therefore, good people were forced to become refugees, and then they were forced to become gangsters.
Wang Yue wrote in his memorial: Treating the refugees is just a temporary solution. To cure Shandong, the only way is to clear out the Confucius family!
This is a treasonous statement!
The Kong family, that is Yanshenggong, is the god in the hearts of scholars all over the world!
If the Kong family is kicked out of Shandong, where can they go?
Wherever you go, you will always be a moth.
Zhu Qiyu's gaze shifted: "What if the gods in the hearts of scholars in the world were located in the Khan's Court? Who would dare to abandon Mobei because of some financial problems? That is the god of scholars!"
"Put it into the fishing sea! Yes! The fishing sea!"
"Let all the scholars in the world go on a pilgrimage to Fishing Sea!"
"Let the grassland people support the Kong family!"
"Wonderful!"
Zhu Qiyu clapped his hands. As for the Kong family who didn't want to go, huh, do they deserve the surname Kong?
If you take away the surname Kong, you are no better than a dog!
"Invite the ministers from the Cabinet to come over!" Zhu Qiyu made a quick decision and did it immediately.
Hu Hui and others had just left the palace, rested for a while and then started working.
News came from the palace, asking them to come into the palace to discuss important matters.
Li Xian beat his leg: "It's such a busy life!"
Entered the military aircraft office.
Since the establishment of the Military Aircraft Department, this is the first time they have come in.
"Sit down, there is no need to be restrained." Zhu Qiyu drove Hanlin and others out, leaving only the cabinet ministers.
"This memorial is only for your eyes. After reading it, it is not allowed to be spread out. If I hear the gossip, I will kill it without mercy!" Zhu Qiyu's face showed a stern expression.
Hu Xi and others apologized.
Zhu Qiyu asked them to sit down on the chairs.
Hu Bi read Wang Yue's memorial, and the more she read, the more chilled she became. The emperor had the same ministers!
Look, it’s coming!
Wang Yue was a member of Zhu Qiyu, who was Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai and had a good foundation.
He also gained Zhu Qiyu's trust, so he naturally worked hard for the emperor.
But this sale is too thorough!
Even he, Hu Hui, was so frightened that even he did not dare to say such outrageous words!
Li Xian, Wang Zhi and others almost fainted after reading it.
"Don't show it to Mr. Xue Ge. I'm worried that his heart won't be able to bear it." Zhu Qiyu felt a little sympathetic to Xue Xuan. It was too uncomfortable to be treated as a tool.
"Your Majesty, Wang Yue is crazy!" Li Xian was horrified.
"Don't worry, only a few of us will see it, just don't spread it out." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.
"It's not okay to have such a heart. He is a saint. Who dares to guess? Not to mention half of the country, let alone Shandong, you have to support him!" Li Xian said anxiously.
Didn’t Taizu also hold his nose and recognize it?
At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Kong family was even more unbridled than now. Taizu restricted it many times before it became like this now, otherwise it would be even more uncontrollable.
"The veteran also agrees with what Mr. Li Ge said, not to mention Shandong, even if it takes the entire Southern Zhili, we have to support it!"
Lin Cong said seriously: "Can anyone say this? If you regulate Shandong because of this, the country will be in chaos! It's just Shandong, just take care of it!"
"Isn't there still Nanzong?" Zhu Qiyu said quietly.
"Your Majesty, people's hearts are hard to control! If you make Nanzong the Holy Duke of Yan, he will have to be raised in Zhejiang. People's hearts are the same, but it's just a different person who dominates and brings blessings!"
Lin Cong said bluntly: "We are sitting in the court and looking at the world. How can we not know the shortcomings of Shandong? How can we throw away the faith of literati just because of a little tax? That is putting the cart before the horse!"
"Even if the Northern Sect is replaced by the Southern Sect, it will just replace a group of noble people. Human beings are all the same in nature, and they will become evil when they have power!"
Lin Cong told the truth.
"Old Master, what do you think?" Zhu Qiyu looked at Hu Hui.
"Lin Ge's name is Zhuji. This is what I think."
Hu Xi said slowly: "Wang Yue is kind-hearted, but he is too young. He was a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai, and has been an official for only six years. How can he have any experience?"
"If you promote him because of your personal preferences, you are trying to encourage others. Let him grow up slowly. When he gets older, he will understand the deeper meaning."
The courtiers sitting on the chairs began to speak boldly.
Zhu Qiyu didn't care and nodded slightly: "I think so too. How can I not confer Yan Shenggong? Confucianism is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty and the basis for my rule of the world. If it is shaken, what qualifications do I have to rule the world?"
Seeing that the emperor understood so well, all the important officials heaved a sigh of relief.
There's no need to hold your head high to persuade, you've escaped a disaster.
"but!"
Zhu Qiyu changed the topic: "Shandong was originally wealthy, but was devoured by the Confucius family and turned into a poor province. The Confucius family has been prospering for thousands of years, and it cannot be uprooted with just one sentence."
"I also understand what Mr. Lin Ge said about the dispute between the Northern Sect and the Southern Sect!"
"Shenggong Yan can't change casually!"
"If it changes, where will Taizu and Taizong be placed? My legal system comes from Taizu. How can I govern the country if I violate Taizu's system?"
Zhu Qiyu said extremely seriously: "But I am really worried about the people of Shandong and can't sleep peacefully, so I thought of a plan."
"I plan to move the Yan Sheng Gong lineage to Yuerhai!"
"I have given Yan Shenggong one hundred thousand households of herdsmen to support Yan Shenggong's lineage!"
"And civil servants from the mainland can also make pilgrimages to Yuerhai!"
"First of all, Yuyu'erhai is the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is a little remote, the environment is beautiful. There are no wind and grass, and cattle and sheep can be seen. The beef and mutton can be eaten freely."
"Secondly, since it is a pilgrimage for scholars, they must appear pious. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles;"
"Thirdly, the people of Shandong can also have their taxes reduced and the people's poverty alleviated. This is a great meritorious thing."
puff!
Hu Hu and others immediately vomited blood.
How about you send Beikong directly to the Arctic Ocean?
Fishing in the sea... According to classic records, it is frozen for more than ten months a year. How can we survive?
"If you can't get used to eating beef and mutton, I will send another 100,000 Han people from across the country to grow vegetables for them to eat." Zhu Qiyu worried about them and remember to take vitamins.
Is that a matter of eating vegetables?
It’s difficult to grow grass in such a cold place. What else is there besides snow?
"Gentlemen, what do you think of my idea?" Zhu Qiyu said with a smile on his face.
But no one answered.
They are all leaders in Confucianism. When they heard the emperor's words, they wanted to have a brain hemorrhage and destroy them directly. Don't bother Your Majesty, okay?
"What? Are you worried that I can't defend the fishing sea?"
Zhu Qiyu frowned: "Humph, do you know why I asked Yan Shenggong's lineage to move to Yuerhai? I'm just afraid that you and other literati are weak!"
"Always settle financial accounts with me!"
"Land and Ming Dynasty's security, can that be settled as an economic account?"
"If Duke Yan is fishing in the fishing sea, who among future generations will dare to give up fishing in the fishing sea?"
"I also tell you that my mausoleum will no longer be built in the capital, but also in the fishing sea!"
"From now on, I will be buried on the fishing sea! Bathed in the glory of Saint Kong!"
"I want to see which unfilial descendant throws away my mausoleum and turns my head into someone else's drinking vessel!"
Zhu Qiyu was angry.
Of course he wouldn't be so foolish as to bury him. Cremation is safer anyway.
Hu Xi knelt down and begged for mercy.
I finally understood that the emperor would not die if he took the Heart of Mobei.
I really can’t figure out why the emperor cares about that poor place. Is there anything good about it?
"I recently read the Records of the Western Regions and learned that there is a city in the Western Regions called Samarkand."
"I plan to move Nankong to Samarkand."
"I will also build a mausoleum in Samarkand for future generations to guard and see who dares to lose it!"
“Literati who want to make a pilgrimage to Nankong should make a pilgrimage to Samarkand!”
"That Samarkand, let's just change it to Kongcheng."
"What do you think?"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were burning.
Hu Hui and others rolled their eyes wildly, why do you like such a remote place in the countryside?
In Samarkand, they were so poor that they almost sold their pants.
During the Yongle Dynasty, how many times did the envoys come to cry for poverty? Without the support of the Silk Road, the people in that place would have starved to death long ago, and I don’t even know if anyone is still alive now!
Hu Bi shook his head: "Your Majesty, you should deal with the North and South Kongs. I have no objection! If someone scolds Your Majesty, I will block it for you!"
Xue Xuan also kowtowed seriously: "Your Majesty really wants to kill me, but I am willing to do it myself!"
"Please kill all of Yanshenggong's lineage, so as not to have to go to Yuerhai and Samarkand to suffer. You'd better spare them!"
Lin Cong also kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Really, it is ten thousand times better to die in Han than to die in that damn place.
"Nonsense!"
Zhu Qiyu was furious: "When did I say the killing? Can Yan Shenggong kill? Crazy! I don't want it?"
"Your old waste, where is the bad fishing sea?"
"I said, where I was built there and accompanied the old man of Yan Shenggong!"
"Samalham is also very rich, and there is no shortage of food and iron. Why do you turn a blind eye?"
"If 100,000 households are not enough, give 200,000 households and 300,000 households! What about the waiting for them?"
"Still forcing me to kill Kong, I chop you first!"
Zhu Qiyu jumped like a thunder.
Hu Yan and others were lying directly. You give us to death. It's really greasy, and you can toss too.
Bei Kong has harmed the people in Shandong. You can punish the person in the past. If you want to kill, you will definitely have no objection.
Why implicate Nantong?
For so many years, you are good, but you are good, and you have kicked to Samarhan. Is it difficult for Samarham to say that it is difficult to say so far, and you have never seen you so unreasonable emperors!
"Everyone get out!"
Zhu Qiyu really wanted to call Hu Yan and others in and pumped them.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
Drive the Kong family, and they have to come up with them. The wicked must have someone to do it, so it is not suitable for me to come?
"Wait a minute, don't let them go to Liaodong first?"
"I heard that there is one place in the northeast, called Kaijia, the local scenery is beautiful."
"I have renamed Kong Shengcheng. Please go there in Beidong. I will call for 200,000 people from the country to be driven by Beidong. What is the meaning of Zhu Qing?"
Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.
The bandits, thieves, and criminals in the world have been stuffed, and their love is not dead. As for whether the Kong family will be killed by the bandits, it has nothing to do with me.
"Dare to ask His Majesty, how many months of frozen for a year?" Hu Yanqi understood the emperor's mind.
Can you ask Zhu Qiyu, he doesn't know, can there be about two or three months? Anyway, it is estimated that the aurora is estimated to be very convenient. There are many polar bears. It ’s good to play with the bear.
"Your Majesty, please leave!"
Hu Yan rolled his eyes, and His Majesty, can you not order it normally?
The root of nourishing the worm is power.
No matter who you give power, there will be countless worms. The officials and the people of the world are always opposite, and some people should not be born.
Regardless of the northern and south Kong, it is not the surname of surnames, nor the sin of the family, nor is it the crime of humanity, but the crime of power.
If you want to deprive Kong's privilege, just a imperial decree, the Kong family fell into the abyss.
You only need to make a decision, the Kong family naturally converges, and will give you an explanation and an explanation to the people in Shandong.
What the people want are never fairness and justice, but an apology after doing wrong.
Give, it's a good official.
In the world, it is not a common people, but an official, a gentry ...
They are your real basic disk, Majesty!
What are you tossing?
After driving away the north and south holes, there will be Xitong and East Confucius. As long as the name of Yan Shenggong is there, the power of the Confucian family will not disappear!
It's nothing more than a group of people!
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