It was the Chinese New Year, and Li Qing didn't ask for leave. He didn't want to go back this year.
One person and one donkey are celebrating the New Year at home. The donkey eats grass and he eats donkey meat hot pot. People and animals get along happily.
The third year of Jingtai is the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Li Qing received two big red envelopes, but he didn't realize that Zhu Qiyu could do one thing on the surface and another behind his back. Li Qing liked it very much.
In February, Wala ammunition was exhausted, and it was requested to use shells for trade in the first half of the year.
Zhu Qiyu readily agreed. Daming's firearms were not sold to Wala at the cost price. The price was three times the cost. By settling with cannonballs, Daming made a lot of money.
In May, Wala couldn't bear it, so he suggested that he should switch to tea, salt and iron.
Zhu Qiyu did not make things difficult. At the same time, he also told Wala: If it doesn't work, just get a loan. We can't be miserable in the war.
Boyan Timur followed the good example, and in July, he loaned another 3,000 shells and 100 artillery pieces.
Daming had already prepared it, applied for instant approval, and sent it to Xuan Mansion in time for Wala to pick it up.
Boyan Timur was not a fool. He also knew that Ming Dynasty was trying to make money in a different way, but he did not care, because the problem of Oara was really effectively solved and gradually grew.
His prestige on the grassland is also growing day by day.
At the end of August, the firearms were transported to Wala camp.
In September, Oara officially launched an attack on its old enemy, the Tatars.
The two sides fought fiercely for more than a month. In the end, the Tatars were defeated and abandoned their camp and fled.
Boyan Timur made a lot of profit, and Dongyue repaid the loan. Zhu Qiyu received the goods and sent these materials to Tianjin Wei's Weaving Bureau, ordering them to process them quickly and sell them to Japan in March of the next year.
At the same time, Baoyuan Bureau's casting of copper coins was also in full swing.
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Jingtai four years,
The Tatars gathered some tribes, made a comeback, and launched a surprise attack on the Wala camp, injuring the enemy one thousand and losing eight hundred to themselves.
In the fifth year of Jingtai,
Wara took the muskets and cannons borrowed from the Ming Dynasty and attacked the Tatars again, avenging himself with one stone and almost annihilating the Tatar tribe.
In the sixth year of Jingtai,
The Tatars grew stronger again, like a small force that could not be defeated.
After all, the Tatars are natives of the grasslands, and the grassland tribes are naturally close to the Tatars.
Wala attacked the Tatars again, defeated them, and pursued them for three hundred miles. The Tatars they killed were thrown away from their armor.
Jingtai seven years,
Boyan Timur was unprecedentedly arrogant, thinking that he could already rule the roost, and beat people whenever he caught them, hoping to unify the grasslands by force.
His rampage and cruelty aroused the hatred of the grassland tribes. Some of them joined forces with each other, and some even took the initiative to join the Tatar tribe. How could a foreigner rebel?
The anger from the locals should not be underestimated, and Wala soon tasted the bitter pill.
But Wala did not suffer a big loss. These years of war were not in vain, and with the blessing of Ming Dynasty firearms, they are still strong.
However, even though Wala is strong enough, he still has trouble facing the gang fights from the locals.
Soon I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had no choice but to continue to borrow money from Daming.
Wala is not feeling well, and the tribes on the grassland are not much better, but they have no choice. If they don't resist, they can only sit back and wait for death. They have no choice.
In the eighth year of Jingtai,
Seeing that the time had come, Li Qing immediately urged Zhu Qiyu to implement the national policy of appeasement.
Zhu Qiyu smiled softly when he heard Li Qing's suggestion.
He had been waiting for five years. Every time he wanted to implement this national policy, Li Qing blocked him because the time had not come yet. ΟиЪ.ōΓＧ
This time, he could finally put the recovery of the grassland on the agenda. What else could he hesitate about? Of course, we must implement it decisively!
Li Qing also specially processed it, saying: The Ming Dynasty saw that Wala was suffering from enemies from both sides, so it deliberately implemented this national policy to reduce the pressure on Wala.
What can Boyan Timur say? Daming is so righteous!
After all... Daming's doing this really relieved Wala's pressure.
The small tribes on the grassland were the first to respond. They generally couldn't beat others on the grassland, and they were all beaten. Going to the Ming Dynasty was their only way out.
At this time, He Yong, the former Grand Master, finally came into use.
Zhu Qiyu promoted him to the right governor, the commander-in-chief of the grassland tribes who had defected. Of course, Zhu Qiyu was not very reassured and brave, so he asked Li Qing to join him.
Lee Qing loves to be lazy, but never backs down when it counts.
He and He Yong worked together to transport people to Liaodong. In just half a year, they transported nearly 100,000 people.
Under Li Qing's suggestion, Ming Dynasty actively contributed money and grain to the construction of Liaodong, which indirectly promoted the economic development of the bitter cold Liaodong.
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month,
Li Qing was ordered to return to the capital, went to the palace to meet the emperor, and reported to Zhu Qiyu the current situation in Liaodong.
"The current situation in Liaodong is very good, and the infrastructure construction has made great progress..." Li Qing finished his sentence, then changed the topic and said, "But... there are still some problems."
Zhu Qiyu said with a smile: "Every time sir, before raising a problem, he has already thought of a solution, and I think this time is no exception."
He joked: "Can't you tell me everything you know?"
Li Qing smiled and said bluntly: "I suggest that the emperor implement a national policy to allow Han and Mongolian intermarriage."
"This..." Zhu Qiyu frowned slightly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement, the people..."
"It's not mandatory," Li Qing said, "it's just to clarify the attitude of the court. People are willing to marry prairie women or marry prairie men, and the court supports it. This way, we can avoid the situation where the two parties look at each other but dare not cross the line. Condition."
"That's no problem." Zhu Qiyu nodded and said thoughtfully: "Sir, this is what you are considering. If you want to truly integrate, the only way is intermarriage, otherwise the gap will never be eliminated."
After a pause, "What do you think of this? The Han-Mongolian couple gets married, and the court will provide some subsidies."
"No." Li Qing shook his head categorically, "The two parties have just begun to contact each other and are not familiar with each other. If you do this, someone will force their children to marry Mongolians for profit, which may lead to tragedy."
Li Qingdao: "When both parties are familiar with each other's living habits and accept them, and a consensual union is the best option, the court can make a clear attitude and allow both parties to choose freely."
"Well... I think sir is more thoughtful." Zhu Qiyu nodded and said with a smile: "Mr., you have worked hard these past six months. You should spend the New Year at home and be busy with official duties after the first month."
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Li Qing said with a smile.
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After returning home, Li Qing secretly wondered whether he should return to Jinling for the New Year.
It was already the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so I went back to celebrate the Lantern Festival, and then returned without stopping. After all, there were still many things to do in Liaodong, so we couldn't delay for too long.
After much thought, Li Qing decided to go back and have a look.
He has also gone back over the years, but the times and the time he spent living in Jinling were too few. He was the only apprentice left by the little old man. The Lantern Festival was also considered a Chinese New Year festival, and everyone had to get together during the New Year.
Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "After working hard for the past two years, I can just follow the steps step by step. Then I can spend more time with Master."
'Bang bang bang...' There was a sudden knock on the door, and then the voice of godson Li Hong came: "Godfather, we are here to see you."
Li Qing was startled and quickly stepped forward to open the door.
The little old man and his godson are both here.
There was a large carriage parked behind the two of them, and the box could be seen from the corner of the sedan curtain. Needless to say, it must contain fake items from the grand ceremony.
"Master, why are you here?" Li Qing's face was full of surprise.
Zhang glanced at him sloppily and said quietly: "Isn't it because you are busy?"
Li Qing felt sad and said with shame, "Master, I'm sorry."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, make more delicious food during the New Year." Zhang Sloppy waved his hand, walked to the still warm recliner and sat down, "Go and move the things down."
"Hey, okay." Li Qing agreed and said with a smile, "Master, whatever you want to eat, I will make it tonight."
"Are you here for the New Year's Fair?"
"No, but I can go to the palace to purchase goods."
Zhang Slutty touched his nose and said, "It's okay to steal books. Isn't it a bit too much to steal food again?"
"...There is no need to steal the food, just ask the emperor for what he wants." Li Qing said with a smile, "I will move the things in first. Master, don't worry, there will be something delicious tonight."
Li Hong was thirteen years old and was as tall as Li Qing's chin. He also stepped forward to help and asked in a low voice:
"Daddy, are you and grandpa going to the palace to steal something?"
"Uh... yes." Li Qing glanced at the little old man resentfully and explained, "My godfather is here to better preserve the ceremony."
Li Hong did not doubt his godfather's character. He rubbed his hands and said, "Can you take me there?"
"No!" Li Qing refused with a straight face and gave him a slap in the face. "Hurry up and get to work. If you think about these crooked things again, your legs will be broken."
Li Hong: "..."
