Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 854 Anxi Province
Then, out of breath, the messenger soldier who was about to fall knelt down with a puff: "Your Majesty, the great victory in the Northwest, the Tianshan General Li Dingguo led the army, and the three Oirat Mongolian tribes have been wiped out, and Oqier Tuhan has been captured..."

"it is good--"

Zhu Yixi was overjoyed and couldn't help admiring.

Despite his many victories, he still rejoiced at this victory.

Without him, this is the Western Regions!
From the Anshi Rebellion in the Tang Dynasty to the present, the Central Plains Dynasty has never ruled this place for 900 years.

The Western Regions have withstood several waves of changing people, Tubo, Xixia, Xiliao, Mongolia, and now the Oirat Mongolian tribes.

The original place of Buddhism, now has an equal share with the Peace Sect, this place is too sensitive.

Here is the crossroads of Asia, with the Yenisei River to the north, the Kazakh Khanate and the Black Sea to the west, and the Mughal Empire to the south.

"Notify the cabinet to come over—"

Taking a long breath, Zhu Yixi calmed down.

And the cabinet members who had been watching for a long time had already tiptoed to observe, and when they heard the emperor's order, they walked quickly regardless of the snow.

"The land of the Western Regions has been restored today, Your Majesty has regained the homeland of the Han and Tang Dynasties, congratulations to Daming, congratulations to Your Majesty—"

Everyone bowed down one after another, knowing that the emperor was overjoyed, and congratulated in unison.

Zhu Yixi was instantly full of spirit and feeling.

"Get up!"

The emperor smiled and said: "It is because you and my monarch and ministers are one body that we have achieved this merit. If I were alone, I am afraid that I would not be able to achieve it."

"Sir, I wonder what arrangements the cabinet has for the Western Regions?"

Faced with the emperor's inquiry, Zhao Shu was obviously well prepared. After all, the battle of the Western Regions had been prepared for several years, and the possibility of success was too high.

"The meaning of ministers and others can be divided into two types."

Zhao Shu said softly: "First, follow the example of the Han and Tang Dynasties and set up the Protectorate of the Western Regions, or the Protectorate of the Anxi Region, and garrison troops..."

"It's different now." The emperor directly vetoed it: "In the past, the Western Regions of the Han and Tang Dynasties were full of small countries. The Duhufu commanded the soldiers of all countries, and each country did its own thing. What kind of small country is there now?"

When the Mongols came, they wiped out a large number of remaining ancient countries, and turned the rough land into pastures, which can be regarded as a big reshuffle.

If it was still the same as before, the Protectorate was only in command of the army, without administrative power or judicial power, then the Western Regions would soon be separated from the rule, and the Ming Dynasty would only rule it but not rule it.

This is not what he wants.

Zhao Shu was not irritable, and said directly: "Second, follow the example of Suiyuan, establish yamen, collect taxes and recruit troops, and then station troops in each city."

After speaking, Zhao Shu said calmly: "The imperial court is in the Western Regions, so naturally there are not so many soldiers and horses, and it is impossible to consume too many soldiers there."

"So after discussion by the cabinet, it is believed that the southern troops should be stationed in the north, and the northern troops should go south..."

Because of natural geographical factors, the entire Western Region was divided into two.

The area to the north of the Tianshan Mountains is fertile and covered with alpine pastures, making it an extremely good place.

In the south, this is the Taklama Desert, where people live in oases and live on the Silk Road.

The north and south of the Tianshan Mountains are naturally two parts of people.

Due to religious elements, although the Yarkands believe in Peace Religion and the Mongols believe in Buddhism, there is a natural conflict of beliefs.

Therefore, recruiting soldiers and horses from the southern region to station in the north can easily prevent local collusion and rebellion.

Thinking about this matter, Zhu Yixi suddenly felt familiar.

Guys, isn't this the policy of the British Empire to rule India?
Have to say, this is an excellent idea.

However, the Manchu Qing Dynasty in history has no reference value.

Because the Manchu Qing slaughtered the entire Junggar people, the north of the Tianshan Mountains became a no-man's land, and they had to immigrate to the fields and set up General Yili.

"good--"

Zhu Yixi nodded, and he walked away, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he nodded and said: "Anxi Province was established, but two garrison generals were arranged, one is Yili General who is stationed in Ili, and the other is Shache General who is stationed in Shache."

"As for the governor, chief envoy and other officials of the three divisions, all prefectures and counties, let's arrange officials to take office as soon as possible!"

"Your Majesty, where is the provincial capital of Anxi Province?"

Lu Daqi couldn't help asking.

"It's in Urumqi—"

The emperor had someone bring up a map, pointing to the huge Western Regions.

This huge map of the Western Regions was drawn by Li Dingguo's organization, which not only symbolizes his determination to win Anxi, but also expresses his tactics of knowing himself and the enemy.

And the so-called Urumqi is inconspicuous on the map at this time.

If there must be a bright spot, it is that it is very close to Hami. Similarly, it is also the sweat tent of the Heshuo Special Department.

It is an inevitable choice to place the provincial capital in a safe area.

If it is chosen in Yili, it will not only conflict with General Yili, but also it is very close to the border, which is not conducive to rule.

"Building a city?" Jiang Yueguang couldn't help muttering.

"That's right, the city must be built." The emperor's ears were very sensitive, and he immediately responded: "Urumqi is very close to Hami, and it is also very close to Gansu, which is convenient for city building and the supply of money and food."

"The development of Anxi, in the area north of the Tianshan Mountains, where the water and grass are lush, can be used for farming, building cities, and feeding millions of people."

The cabinet has also been thinking about it.

Subsequently, rewards must be given to the meritorious ministers.

This time the first achievement must be Li Dingguo.

Previously, he accompanied Li Dingguo to take down the Yaerqiang Kingdom. Because of insufficient merit, he was still only a Marquis, but now he has swallowed the three Oirats, and the credit is naturally enough.

It is inevitable to be promoted to the state.

"Duke Jin?"

When Zhu Yixi heard this word, he couldn't help but think of Jin Machao.

I have to say, this word is really good.

The rest of the meritorious generals are mostly viscounts and barons. Because the counts and above are nobles, they are either stationed in one side as the general army, or serve in the governor's mansion or the Beijing camp.

These young generals are relatively young, and they can be regarded as cultivating generals for the court.

Among this group of young generals, Li Dingguo liked and favored Jia Daihua.

Leaving aside his background, good guy, after his meritorious service, he was born in the bodyguard department, took root in the Western Regions for two years, and honed his skills.

With 300 people defeated more than [-] people, and captured Oqiertu Khan, and established great achievements.

Originally, according to the rules, he was at most a baron, but capturing the enemy leader was naturally special.

After capturing Oziltu Khan, the Heshuote Division went down without a fight, while the Duerbert Division retreated, and it was only a matter of time before they were broken.

In this case, it would be impossible not to give a Viscount.

If it was in the former Ming Dynasty, the earl and marquis would be easy.

"Your Majesty, Jia Daihua's father was a Viscount, a pair of twins, it's an honor—"

Wang Yingxiong said with a hearty smile.

"It's not my own. It's not bad to get another title."

Zhu Yixi was noncommittal.

For such a young general, after he performed outstandingly on the battlefield, he was placed in the Beijing camp for a few years to hone his youth, so he must be a mature general.

"Pull out as a guerrilla general, and give him the title of Wuchengzi."

The emperor kept his promises, and the cabinet naturally had to be drawn up.

Later, this good news was published in the "Daming Gazette", which instantly caused the roar of Beijing.

Ordinary people may not know what Anxi and the Western Regions are, but they understand that Ming has won another victory.

What could be easier to please than this?
The literati are very grateful.

On this day, Gu Yanwu, who had been a historian for several days, got off duty and once again met with Huang Zongxi and Wang Fuzhi in the tavern.

Of these two, Wang Fuzhi's official position is from the sixth rank, and he is the prime minister of Guanglu Temple, while Huang Zongxi is the sixth rank, and he is the prime minister of Taichang Temple.

Although they are unremarkable officials in the capital, the two have just entered the officialdom for only a few years, and they have already reached the sixth rank. Obviously, they have a bright future.

Seeing the two of them, Gu Yanwu said with emotion: "I never thought about today, but I can hear the news of the recovery of the Western Regions. The imperial court is far away from the Han and Tang—"

"Dangfu Dabai—" Huang Zongxi laughed.

Wang Fuzhi also silently raised his glass.

The three happily ate the meat.

"The beef here is also a must-" Huang Zongxi.Picking up a piece of meat roll that was cut into thin paper with chopsticks, he said with emotion:
"Beef from Suiyuan and Chahar is very popular in the capital, and the people in the capital like to eat it in hot pot."

"I just don't know if the hot pot and beef from the Western Regions are authentic."

"Why are you going to the Western Regions?" Wang Fuyi was taken aback.

Having been with Huang Zongxi for several years, I thought I knew him quite well, but I never thought that he would have such thoughts.

Gu Yanwu at the side silently put down his chopsticks, looked at this close friend in front of him, and wanted to hear his reason.

"I'm already 14 to [-], and I'm [-] years old, but if I get promoted in [-] years, every two years or so, I'm only at the seventh level, which means I'm at the top of the third rank."

"There are still people in the court, and there is nothing wrong with step by step, but how can the time be so smooth?"

Huang Zongxi sighed: "At most, I can become an inspector, Dali Temple minister, a governor, let alone a minister..."

As he said that, his eyes lit up: "I heard that this time, if you go to Anxi, as long as you obey the arrangement, you will be promoted to three ranks."

"In addition to the fact that Beijing officials are promoted to a higher level as usual, and they are fourth-rank officials, they are prefects—"

"Prefect?" Wang Fuzhi was startled.

This jump is too fast.

"Isn't there such a good thing in this world!" Gu Yanwu sighed.

"Yes, there are additional conditions." Huang Zongxi sighed: "You can only be promoted within Anxi, and you have to stay for six years."

"Six years—" Wang Fuzhi felt numb.

This is too long.

But he felt that Huang Zongxi had no choice.

After all, Huang Zongxi is nine years older than him and 14 years older than Zheng Sen.

"Everyone has their own choice." Gu Yanwu said lightly, "Since you want to go to Anxi, then go there without hesitation."

Huang Zongxi nodded, firming his mind.

This meal was tasteless.

At least Wang Fuzhi thinks so.

In fact, Gu Yanwu and Huang Zongxi enjoyed their meal.

As the New Year approached, Mobei Mongolia ushered in a great turmoil.

The wind and snow covered all the roads going south, and the snow that was several feet deep made the news obliterated.

But for the Chechen Khan, this was the beginning of a disaster.

First of all, Chechen Khan was shot by Manqing, the entire Kruhe Khan tribe was attacked, and tens of thousands of herdsmen became prisoners.

Afterwards, a large number of northward marching troops returned in a hurry after receiving the news that their hometown had been attacked. As a result, they were attacked on both sides and the army was defeated.

Chechen Khan was forced to surrender to the Qing Dynasty and was humiliated and captured.

There is no way, when the heavy snow is coming, even if the other two want to come to the rescue, they dare not come in the wind and snow.

However, the Manchu Qing ignored it and directly moved a large number of herdsmen to Fengjing Prefecture.

As a result, the Manchu army officially reached 10.

In order to better absorb the Chechen Khan, Shunzhi generously canonized Chechen Khan as the Prince of Chechnya, enjoying the treatment of a prince.

If it was after the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the Chariot God would have been ecstatic, but now living on the shore of Lake Baikal, from a powerful Khan to a prince with virtual power, who would like that?
But there is no way, the situation is pressing.

After taking down the Chechen Khan, the morale of the Manchu Qing was greatly boosted.

It's not easy——

You must know that the Chechen Khan tribe is one of the three tribes in Mobei, and it has great influence. After annexing its tribe, it will be of great benefit to the Qing Dynasty.

"Since then, the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the Eight Banners of the Han Army, and the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Army have nearly [-] troops, which is enough to suppress those Buryats."

Jierharang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

You must know that before, the entire Buryat population had about [-] people, which was almost the same as the population of the Qing Dynasty, and it would cause turmoil if you were not careful.

But now the Chechen Khan is very different from Buryat Mongolia, and it happens to be able to completely suppress the Buryats in turn.

"Your Majesty, the Chechen Khan is not suitable to be included in the Mongolian Eight Banners, at least not for now."

Fan Wencheng objected directly.

"Oh? Why is that?" Shunzhi couldn't help but ask curiously as he turned his gaze around him.

"Chechen Khan's face is full of convincing and his heart is not convinced. Besides, his tribe has tens of thousands, which is almost the same as my Manchuria. Wouldn't it be a reversal of subject and object at that time?"

These words made everyone suddenly realize.

That's right, now there are nearly [-] Mongolian Eight Banners in the army, plus [-] to [-] fresh troops, this can completely compete with the full Eight Banners, and it is a very dangerous move.

"Mr. Fan, what can you do?"

"It can only be consumed—" Fan Wencheng said rather coldly: "The current policy of the imperial court is to swallow up the three tribes in Mobei. The Chechen Khan has already taken it, and now only the Tushetu Khan and the Zazak Khan are left. .”

"Drive the Chechens to fight against the two, and after consuming each other, the remaining elites can naturally be incorporated into the Mongolian Eight Banners to strengthen themselves..."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Otherwise, don't offend the literati, it's too cruel.

If it is really necessary to achieve a balance so that the Mongolian Eight Banners are at their mercy, then at least half of the people in the Mobei Tribe will be killed or injured.

At this time, Hong Chengchou said vigilantly: "Your Majesty, as far as I know, the Ming people have always coveted the three tribes of Mobei, so this battle must be resolved quickly."

"Once it is noticed by him, I'm afraid there will be another wave..."

No one can deny the strength of the Ming people, and I still have lingering fears!

(End of this chapter)