Dragon Boat Festival.
Early in the morning, Xingji City has been decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the gongs and drums are beating loudly; the people are in high spirits and smiling.
There was a scene of universal celebration everywhere.
In the Golden Palace, you can hear a needle drop, and the atmosphere is depressing.
Emperor Changxing had a cold face.
He had just learned that Fan Gaopeng, the governor of Misty County, had been captured by the rebels, and his good mood at the beginning of the festival suddenly disappeared.
The county governor is already the highest official in the area.
The county guard was captured and not only slapped hard on some understatement, but also slapped Emperor Changxing hard on the face.
"Where is the lieutenant of Misty County?" He glared at Guanyi, the Minister of War, "Is he dead or sleeping?"
In counties such as Laigu, Yingling and Tianshui where civil unrest broke out first, at least the county guards and county lieutenants still exercised their responsibilities and powers properly. On the contrary, Misty County came from behind, and as long as there was no chaos, they directly captured the Wei Shou Mansion.
This is really unreasonable.
"Your Majesty," Guan Yi sweatdropped, "I have just received the news, and the Ministry of War has immediately dispatched subordinates 800 miles away to Misty County."
He said with trembling fear: "It may take a few days to know the specific situation."
"How many more days?" Emperor Changxing became even more angry.
Ahem!
The old emperor couldn't breathe for a moment, and his face turned red instantly.
All the ministers were frightened.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
"Send it to the doctor quickly!"
Changlu hurriedly came over to calm Emperor Changxing, "Your Majesty, calm down. Jade bowl! This is just a small jade bowl. It's not worth it to make the dragon body so angry..."
After a long while, the imperial doctor hurried over and Emperor Changxing's condition improved.
After drinking a few more sips of the calming tea, Emperor Changxing's expression finally returned to normal.
He didn't bother to rest, so he pulled away the annoying Changlu and asked with a calm face: "Guanyi, when can the soldiers to quell the chaos set out?"
If the news that Fan Gaopeng was captured by the rebels spread, Emperor Changxing would not dare to imagine what would happen to the neighboring counties.
"Back to Your Majesty," Guan Yi replied bravely, "The soldiers and supplies to quell the chaos will be mobilized today and tomorrow. The team can set off to quell the chaos at any time."
Emperor Changxing nodded with satisfaction.
Finally some reliable news.
However, all the ministers looked at each other and lowered their heads in unison.
After the news of the civil unrest spread into Xingji City, all parties saw that the lid could no longer be covered, so they had to write a new leaflet.
It's just that in the reports submitted by all parties, including Jin Linwei, the most favored emperor of Emperor Changxing, most of them habitually downplayed news about civil unrest.
Big things are reduced to small things, small things are reduced to small things. It is more important to keep the veil on your head first, so as not to be impeached by the censor for neglecting his duties.
Since the situation is minor, the Ministry of War naturally doesn't want to make a fuss about it.
Guanyi asked people to randomly select some county soldiers from several medium-sized counties in the central part of Yunchui, and gathered 10,000 horses.
Ten thousand soldiers faced the mob of three counties. On average, each county had more than 3,000 troops, which was enough.
Qian Liang, the Minister of Household Affairs, took a step forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the situation in the western counties is changing rapidly. When the plan to quell the chaos was made before, things were calm in Mist County, but now..."
Having said this, he paused.
"I believe that the 10,000 county soldiers mobilized by the Ministry of War may not be enough to quell this civil unrest..."
Qian Liang moved his mouth but said no more.
If the Ministry of War transferred counties close to the border, he would have nothing to say.
For example, Guangxin, Baihua, Canglan, Yumu, Dingxi, etc. These counties will fight with foreign enemies from time to time, so their county soldiers still have considerable combat effectiveness.
Now Guanyi is mobilizing county soldiers from central Yunchui, and Qian Liang is not very optimistic about them.
These people rarely move except to guard the city gate. Their training has long been abandoned. How can they have any combat effectiveness?
The most important thing is that among these 10,000 people, it would be great if 8,000 of them are real people.
Emperor Changxing rubbed his forehead.
His head was swelling again.
There are many people in Yunchui, so soldiers are never a problem.
But where to get food, grass and money is a big problem.
The treasury has always been empty and it is impossible to get money out.
"Your Majesty," Fan Wen, Minister of Rites, stood up.
The old minister didn't care about Emperor Changxing's dark expression at all, and loudly expounded a lot of truth, which made the civil and military officials in the court full of confusion and even wanted to plug their ears.
Emperor Changxing was even more filled with regret. He couldn't help but look up at the front door of the Golden Palace.
The emperor's aunt should also be summoned to the palace to discuss matters.
If she doesn't like it, hit her with a crested stick. This old minister will shut up his endless chatter...
Emperor Changxing was secretly happy.
Unfortunately, Princess Yiguang was not here, and his hopes were in vain. He could only continue to listen to the chatter of the Minister of Rites.
After a while, Fan Wen was still full of "Confucius said" and "Ancient people said"...
Emperor Changxing became more and more impatient. His eyes couldn't help but fall on the paperweight and inkstone at hand. He suddenly felt itchy in the palm of his hand.
The last time he smashed Guanyi in the imperial study room, Emperor Changxing was a little addicted to it when he saw the Minister of War's face turned pale and embarrassed.
But his reason quickly persuaded him.
The historian nestled under the third golden pillar still held a pen in his hand, staring at the scene in the golden palace with his ears pricked up and his eyes bright.
Emperor Changxing did not want him to write this sentence in the history book with a stroke of his pen: "In the 29th year of Changxing, during the Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor was furious for no reason and smashed the model with an inkstone. The Minister of Rites was killed!"
I don’t know how much time passed.
Ahem!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Changlu reminded in a low voice.
Emperor Changxing came to his senses and realized that Fan Wen had finally finished speaking the truth and stepped aside. I don't know when there was a thick stack of folding papers on the dragon case in front of me.
But there was a person kneeling in front of the hall.
Uncle Chengen was sweating profusely, "Your Majesty, I forgive you. I don't know how high the sky is, and some of my uncles did it behind my back, relying on their status to deceive my superiors and hide it from others. They really deserve death..."
He kowtowed and begged for mercy, and finally expressed his willingness to bear half of the cost of quelling the rebellion, and that he would raise 50,000 dans of grain within two months and send it to the four western counties to appease the public's anger.
Emperor Changxing perked up and felt a little regretful.
He was distracted just now, and he didn't know what Fan Wen said, which actually caused the state leader to willingly spend money to fill the hole.
but……
Emperor Changxing's eyes narrowed.
When did Uncle Chengen's Mansion save so much money?
It’s almost more than the national treasury.
There was a lot of chaos in the court meeting, and it finally ended near noon. However, the mist riot and the capture of the county guard were not reported.
The entire Star City is still immersed in the joy of the festival.
Ren Ning put on his dragon boat racing attire and looked coldly at the jubilant people in front of him.
He wasn't surprised at all.
In this era, carriages and horses were slow and letters were far away. Compared with modern and convenient networks, even the fastest express service of 800 miles is not worth mentioning.
Civil unrest in the west, thousands of miles away, seemed like a world away to the people of Xingji City under the Emperor's feet, and it was not worth worrying about at all.
The caravan leaders taking the east-west route and the nobles with fields in these counties may be worried.
"By the way, where is the main land of our General's Mansion?" Ren Ning asked.
He was promoted from the seventh rank Captain to the fifth rank Xuanwu General, and he gained hundreds of acres of farmland and mountainous land to his name. It's just that Ren Ning really didn't pay attention to where his family property was.
Yo!
Yingpan was arranging his clothes, smiling and joking: "My husband still cares about these things."
She pointed to the north: "The fields rewarded by the Ministry of War are all in poor locations, mostly in the cold and freezing places in the north. I am trying to exchange them with others to see if I can exchange them for some fields close to the Imperial Capital or Xingluo. County’s fields.”
Once we move to fields and mountains in warmer areas, we can arrange for Starfall's injured veterans to recuperate and farm.
"Sister-in-law, is there anyone willing to change?" Lei Er was promoted to a military rank and also had some land in his hands, so he was a little excited.
"Yes." Yingpan pointed in the direction of Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, "Aunt Liu told me."
As the saying goes, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. The Yunchui clan has been inherited for more than six hundred years, and it is not uncommon to see all kinds of royal children.
There are some princes or princes who are not willing to enter the troubled waters of Xingji City. They just want to be rich, so they will go to live in the farm designated by the clan early. And these farms are generally in remote areas.
Some of them will have such needs.
