Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 868 Imperial Order
For reference, the ministers stationed in Tibet in the Qing Dynasty and the ministers stationed in Mongolia in the Ming Dynasty will have powers in the future including township, office, Fanmu, Fanying, horse administration, trade, money law, rent and tax, servants, border defense and other matters.

He took over all important political powers such as local personnel, administration, finance, military, judiciary, and diplomacy, which made the imperial court's power in Mobei reach its peak.

If necessary, a new city will be built as a symbol of domination.

Of course, this is only an expected development. In essence, the most important step is to control the Tushetu Khan Ministry.

Then there is the establishment of the Yamen of the Minister of Mongolia.

However, as the saying goes, the more you discuss things, the more energetic you are. After an hour, Zhu Yixi and the cabinet members felt that the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau also had to send ministers to settle in.

Because last year, Gush Khan passed away, and his eldest son Dayan Eqier Khan succeeded to the throne and sent envoys to the court to express his respect.

Compared with the Heshuote Khanate at the same time in history, it has shrunk a lot at this time.

The first is the Qinghai area. After it was taken by Li Zicheng, it was immediately recovered by the imperial court, and Qinghai Mansion was established, which belonged to Shaanxi and was garrisoned.

The Xikang area was occupied by Li Zijing, Li Zicheng's younger brother, and a small country was established.

But even so, the Heshuote Khanate still has [-] troops and is widely supported in Lhasa, Shigatse and other areas.

Moreover, a series of small mountainous countries such as Ladakh, Bhutan, and Nepal all surrendered to the Heshuot Khanate and married their nobles.

The lama system represented by Dalai and Banchan unanimously supported his court.

No way, who let Gushi Khan save the Gelug faction.

Although the topic was changed, Zhao Shu turned his mind flexibly: "Li Zijing's Kangguo is quite submissive, and the soldiers under his command come from former intruders. plateau."

"Don't worry about the harm of the plateau."

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi suddenly realized.

"You mean, move Li Zijing to the west?"

At this time, Wang Yingxiong, Yan Chongxin, and Lu Daqi, who were looking at their noses and their hearts with their noses, had a flash of surprise in their eyes, and their fingers couldn't help trembling.

Good guy, aren't you talking about Mobei?

Why are they talking about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau all of a sudden?

This is tacit understanding!

"That's right." Zhao Shu didn't care about this, he raised his head and said energetically: "Once Kang Guo and Heshuote are at war, the imperial court will have a reason to intervene..."

"At that time, whether it is Kang Guosheng or Heshuote Khan Guosheng, they will be seriously injured."

"At that time, the imperial court probably only needed 2 or [-] troops to take down Kang and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

"Wonderful!" Zhu Yixi couldn't help standing up, excited.

This is indeed a very good tactic.

The Heshuote Khanate is eager to regain the Xikang area, and the Kang Kingdom must have coveted Lhasa for a long time.

This kind of fisherman's profit is really wonderful.

Originally, he was worried that the historical Junggar would be wiped out, and how he would intervene in the Qinghai-Tibet region. He never thought that Kang Kingdom could replace Junggar.

Wang Yingxiong saw that a pair of monarchs and ministers cooperated so well, he couldn't stand it any longer, and interrupted directly: "Your Majesty, Mobei should be the most important thing now!"

"The remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have an advantage in Mobei, and Tuxie Tuhan should be sent to Mobei as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Shu: "As for the matter of the Heshuote Khanate, even if the two countries go to war, there will be no effect in a short period of time. The court must now train soldiers on the plateau to avoid the defeat of Dafeichuan in the Tang Dynasty—— "

Zhu Yixi thought about it for a while, and felt that this statement made sense.

"Order the five armies to prepare and train ten thousand, no, twenty thousand elite soldiers to adapt to the plateau climate."

The cabinet breathed a sigh of relief, this is a matter for the future, and the most important thing at present is Mobei.

News of this small-scale discussion spread like wildfire in the court.

Anyone who has something to do with it understands that the most important minister in Mongolia will be a position of high rank and great meritorious service.

As long as there is a military general who is a bit pursuing, he will be eager to ask for it.

Yuquan Mountain is only [-] meters high. It is located at the foot of the Western Mountain. The altitude is neither high nor low, so it is still warm and cool in summer, and there is no worry about the coldness of the mountain fog.

And those nobles and high-ranking officials will definitely not be able to live in Yuquan Mountain, after all, the emperor occupies all the good places.

Of course, not to mention Yuquan Town at the foot of the mountain, it was a place for slave merchants to live, and they built a circle of villas around the entire Yuquan Mountain in West Mountain.

There are hundreds of summer houses, big and small, guarding Yuquan Mountain like stars, scattered in the mountains and forests, blending with it, and there is quite a harmony between man and nature.

At this time, an unremarkable marquis's house enjoys a mountain spring to itself. Although it is only the size of a basin, it is not easy on this western mountain.

In the gazebo, a big man opened his chest, revealing a chest full of scars, a handful of beards hanging from his chin to his belly button, rich and smooth, obviously cherished by the owner for many years.

He is the hero of Zhongxing Fuguo in the Ming Dynasty, Marquis of Dongchang, Tongzhi of the Zuojun Governor's Mansion, Zeng Ying.

As a famous general in Sichuan, he took refuge in the former emperor's battle to drive out the western thieves, and heroically killed the enemy. Later, he garrisoned Dasan Pass and made great contributions.

In the subsequent battles of Nanjing and Beijing, relying on his fearless charge, he also had more bright spots on the battlefield, thus winning the title of Marquis.

But at this moment, he had a sad expression on his face, and he couldn't stop staring at the front. The lamb leg in his right hand and the fine wine in his left hand seemed to have lost their taste.

"Brother Zeng—"

Suddenly, a cry pulled him out of his thoughts.

Zeng Ying looked up and saw that it was Uncle Pingdu and Dudu Qianshi Yang Zhan.

Yang Zhan is also from Sichuan. During the Battle of Chengdu that year, he led the troops to join him. Although he was not as important as him, he made many military exploits.

Later, he was appointed as the general soldier of Taiwan and stationed in Taiwan for several years.

At the beginning of this year, he resigned from office and returned to the capital. He had a idle job in the governor's mansion, and he didn't even enter the capital camp.

There is no way, for an earl like him, it is reasonable to be accompanied by at least one general to lead the army, but it is a pity that the seats in the Beijing camp are full.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhan would rather hang up his job than take a low job.

After all, he is 53 years old, and it is not bad to provide for the elderly at this time.

However, at the age of 36, Zeng Yingcai was at the peak of his heroic spirit, and he did a good job as a co-prefect in the Dudu Mansion. He wanted to be seen by the emperor and be promoted to an important position.

Yang Zhan glanced at Zeng Ying, who was full of meat and wine, and couldn't help sighing: "You are quite leisurely now."

"Why?" Zeng Ying put down the wine jar, showing a smile: "What else can you do with this kind of joint?"

Seeing that he said it easily, Yang Zhan became anxious instead. He sat down, drank the fine wine brought by the servant, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine, it seems to be Chuan Bar!"

"That's right, it's Sichuan wine." Zeng Ying sighed, "After more than ten years away from home, the home wine is still the most beautiful."

Sichuan wine is full-bodied and sweet, which is very distinctive.

After Yang Zhan moistened his throat, he opened his mouth and said, "Minister stationed in Tibet, although it sounds like a civil servant, it must be us generals who can take office."

"And an earl like me, a viscount, definitely won't be able to win such a chance to rule alone. This will only belong to a marquis, a duke like you."

Zeng Ying raised her head suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Duke Fu (Chen Yongfu), Duke Jing (Wu Sangui), and Duke Yi (Li Jingwu) are in Suiyuan. What chance do I have?"

"Just because they're dukes."

Yang Zhan held his breath and began to explain in detail: "Now there are ten princes in the imperial court (Xuan Guogong Zhu Meng, An Guogong Li Jizu, Fuguo Gong Chen Yongfu, Yiguo Gong You Shiwei, Yiguo Gong Li Jingwu, Chengguogong Duke Liu Tingjie, Duke Yong Yan Guochao, Duke Jin Li Dingguo, Duke Jing Gao Yigong), all of them are heroic."

"But at the same time, they have great prestige in the army, and the governor's mansion is also acting as an agent for military affairs. The imperial court does not need them to make new contributions."

"Besides, as far as I know, almost all of them cast a son as a baron. If there is an additional reward, wouldn't it mean that there is no reward?"

Hearing this, Zeng Ying stood up with a bang, the wine jar under her feet was also knocked down, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

But he didn't take that much into consideration, and said loudly, "Yes, this is my chance."

He stared at Yang Zhan: "Brother Yang, what do you think is my advantage? Or is there something that the emperor can see in me?"

Yang Zhan showed a knowing smile, and he said softly:
"First of all, you are a Marquis, second only to the Duke, and this alone has a great advantage."

"In addition, you have deep qualifications. You have followed His Majesty for more than ten years. You are a hero from the dragon. Your Majesty also has a deep impression on you."

"Finally, you are young, only 36 years old, like Wang Guangen, Zhao Guangyuan, Wang Shiguo, You Shilu, which one is not 50 years old, and the blood is declining?"

"With your name as Mr. Zeng, you are the most suitable candidate."

The more Yang Zhan said, the louder his voice was, it aroused a surge of pride in Zeng Ying's heart.

His face was full of red light, his eyes were bright, and a natural confidence exuded.

It works.

Seeing this, Yang Zhancai added in a low voice: "Although Cifu Wang Baxian (Wang Yingxiong) is from Chongqing Province, Sichuan and Baxian are not decent at all. Isn't it natural to take care of you?"

Zeng Ying calmed down after hearing this.

He understands that the former advantages are just foreshadowing, and the latter one is crucial.

He already had an impression in front of the emperor, and now as long as Wang Yingxiong recommends him, the chances of combining the two are extremely high.

"Yang Zhan's words made me suddenly understand." Zeng Ying raised her head and showed a sincere smile: "If you have any requests, please feel free to speak."

Of course he understood that although Yang Zhan was from his hometown, the blind encouragement must be a request, and the key is the benefit.

"Haha, I still can't hide it from you." Yang Zhan laughed out loud, relieving his embarrassment: "My eldest son, who is now training in Anxi, will inherit my earl position in the future, but there is no future."

"But my second son, in his thirties, still achieved nothing. Although Mobei is dangerous now, the opportunities are great. I just want to ask you to take care of him."

"I don't want to seek a double title, I just want to be safe and sound."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Ying showed a hint of admiration.

You must know that in Mobei, there is no help, and the danger of fighting for thousands of miles is self-evident.

Although he is the second son, he is still a son after all. It is really bold to dare to send out in such a dangerous situation.

"Don't worry, with my care, he will definitely come back with a full body."

Yang Zhan nodded and smiled.

Suddenly, he thought of the ambiguity of this sentence: the whole body is also full of beard and tail...

In the afternoon, Zeng Ying handed over a sign asking to see the emperor.

But here, due to the different ways of civil and military affairs, I was afraid of causing any fear. Yang Zhan's second son invited Wang Yingxiong's son to play, and everything was said without saying anything.

All things come to pass for those who are prepared.

After several days of frustration, Zeng Ying was summoned by the emperor on this day.

He was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to freshen up, especially the handful of beards, which had been tidied several times before entering the summer resort.

This time, the emperor was dressed in a fish-white robe, sitting in front of the spring and fishing.

His hair is simply tied up, and his beard is long above his chin, revealing his mature side.

Although it is said that as the founding emperor, no matter how young he is, he will not be underestimated by others, but people at that time always judge people by their beard and hair, and the emperor is not exempt.

After all, the son is getting married soon, and his beard is growing, but the father has no hair on his mouth, looking immature.

Of course, the most important point is that a clean chin is very misunderstood as a eunuch, or lack of kidney energy...

No matter what it is, Zhu Yixi will not accept it.

"Sit down!" The emperor greeted casually, and the eunuch beside him handed over the fishing rod.

Zeng Ying looked at the emperor who was sitting two feet away, and fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a carp was caught, and the emperor looked out overjoyed, breaking the dull atmosphere in an instant.

It was only at this time that Zeng Ying dared to pull the fishing rod, and also happily caught the fish.

"What are your plans for Mobei?"

While washing off the fishy smell with clean water, the emperor ordered people to cook it in soy sauce, so that the fish he caught himself tasted delicious.

"The minister is going to control the Tushetu Khan tribe first, then organize and train soldiers and horses, and then use the Zunsheng Dharma King (Zhebtsundamba) as a call to encourage the Khalkha tribes to attack the Qing Dynasty..."

"Afterwards, we will gather troops and horses and wait for the opportunity to move."

"The front is right, but the back is not."

Zhu Yixi showed a smile: "You have to remember, the manpower I dispatched to you is only 3 cavalry, even if you include the Tuxietu Khan tribe, it is only 10 or [-], while the Manchu Qing has [-] people—"

"What you should do is to graze and wander around in the vast Mobei grassland."

"If you can't beat it, go back to Suiyuan and repeat."

"What do you mean, use the Mongolian soldiers and horses to consume the Qing Dynasty?" Zeng Ying asked hurriedly.

"That's right." The emperor said with a childish look in his eyes, "When the time is right, the imperial court will definitely send a large army to destroy the Qing Dynasty."

"Your task is not to let Manqing clean up Mobei properly."

After a conversation, Zeng Ying suddenly realized.

Afterwards, he took more than a hundred of the second generation of Xun, and more than a thousand civilian husbands, and 20 silver dollars to Suiyuan to take office.

Zeng Ying's official position is: "Imperial Prime Minister Mobei Military and Political Affairs Minister".

The official title is the second rank, and the frontier army is under the jurisdiction of five thousand, and the deputy is the co-organizing minister.

There were dozens of subordinate officials who were matched with it, all of whom were unlucky enough to be arrested, but the imperial court deliberately allowed him to recruit subordinate officials for his convenience.

(End of this chapter)