At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 441 The Secret Agent
Zhu Qizhen sat alone in the imperial study room, frowning tightly, because there was a question that he couldn't figure out.

At the beginning of the Northern Expedition, Oala was destroyed, the Tatars fled, and the three guards of Duoyan changed their defenses against the Onan River. Mobei formed a new pattern, and it has been peaceful for five years.

The question is, how could it be possible to live in peace?
How could the descendants of Genghis Khan easily give up the Onan River, which is regarded as a sacred place, since the Tatar tribe prides themselves on their golden blood?
Over the years, Zhu Qizhen has imagined more than once how the Tatars will make a comeback.

However, Tuotuobuhua seems to have completely disappeared from this world, and has never shown up for five years.

Even when the Ming army mobilized troops against Annan and Champa, iron-clad warships went overseas, and mobilized troops against Uzbek...

Even if the south is a pot of porridge, the northern border is still peaceful and peaceful.

Zhu Qizhen was very puzzled, did all the Tatars die?

Eaten by the White Walkers?
There will never be a plot where the winter is approaching and the army of strange ghosts descends from the sky...

"Your Majesty, Mobei Wei Qiqike requests an audience!"

Zhu Qizhen opened his eyes and asked, "What is she here for?"

Wynn bowed and said, "Did the emperor forget that Qi Qike sent me a memorial half a month ago, saying that it was to discuss the establishment of a telegraph line..."

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help smiling, and said: "This woman is really competitive. When she hears about something new, she will definitely come to ask for it. It was like this when the railway was being built!"

Wynn also smiled and said: "I have to say that over the years, the Mongolian tribes have been fairly safe in her hands, and the momentum of development is not bad."

"It's true!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded, and asked again: "Where is the man?"

Wynn said: "Back to the emperor, I'm already waiting outside the Meridian Gate."

"Let her in!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a moment!"

Zhu Qizhen seemed to think of something, and called Wynn to stop.

Wynn turned around quickly and asked, "What else does the emperor want?"

Zhu Qizhen pondered for a moment, then asked: "How many people did she bring?"

Wynn thought for a while and replied: "There are only a few followers, maybe three or five people, the slaves didn't pay attention..."

"Has she been anywhere since she came to Beijing?"

"This... I don't know..."

Wynn lowered his head slowly, with cold sweat already oozing from his forehead.

Zhu Qizhen's complexion was a little dark, he was also the leader of the East Factory after all, and he didn't know what to ask, what's the use of you?

"Show her into the palace, and then go to find out how many people she brought to Beijing this time, and who she has had contact with."

"Yes!"

Wynn's face was pale, and he left the imperial study as if fleeing.

Not long after, Qiqike came to see him.

"Chen Qiqike, salute the saint!"

"Ai Qing is alive!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand, and at the same time, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Today's Qixike is wearing a Mongolian-style robe and accessories on his head, which seems to be a very solemn attire.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Qiqike got up slowly, raised his head, and smiled sweetly.

She was originally the Princess of Wala, and she grew up on horseback when she was young. Compared with the weak Central Plains woman, she is a bit more heroic and heroic, and her gestures seem to be full of vitality.

With such a dress, it is even more unique.

Zhu Qizhen stared at it for a long time before realizing that it seemed a bit inappropriate...

Qi Qike didn't pay attention to these details, and said: "The purpose of this minister's coming to Beijing is to set up a telegraph line. I heard that with the telegraph, the imperial court's orders can be sent in an instant. This way, it is also beneficial for the emperor to grasp The movements of the Mongolian tribes, why not do it?"

Zhu Qizhen said: "I have read Aiqing's memorial, but the erection of telegraph lines should not be rushed for a while. When the time is right, the imperial court will consider it."

Xi Qike was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I heard that the Mohewei in the far north has sent a telegram. I don't know why the Mobeiwei where the concubine is located can't?"

Zhu Qizhen shook his head, and patiently explained: "Mohe Guard is guarding the northern border of Ming Dynasty, and its strategic significance is quite special. The cost of opening this telegraph line can be ignored, but Mobei Guard is not a border, so naturally its cost must be considered. and use."

Qiqike thought for a while and said, "If the cost is too high, Mobeiwei can pay for it himself."

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help laughing, and said: "I hear what you mean, you are rich now, right?"

Xiqike smiled and said: "Thanks to the emperor's grace, all the Mongolian tribes have not had to worry about food and clothing these years, and every household has some money in savings."

Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to say: "I did not approve your request. It's not about the money. The main reason is that the telegraph and wire technology are not mature enough. The Academy of Sciences is improving it. If the line is laid now, it will be replaced immediately after the improvement is successful." , Isn’t it a waste of money and food?”

Qiqike asked again: "When will it be improved?"

"I can't say for sure, but it should be soon!"

Zhu Qizhen flipped through the imperial case, found a map, and let it go.

"Look here!"

Xi Qike stepped forward, only to hear Zhu Qizhen pointing to the location on the map, and said: "The imperial court has planned a route from the capital to Beihaiwei, passing through Monanwei and Mobeiwei along the way, and it will take a year at most. It will be implemented, and the Qing family will just go back and wait for the news."

"Then thank you, Your Majesty!"

Xiqike could see clearly that since the imperial court already had a plan and could try it within a year, there was no need to ask further questions.

Zhu Qizhen put away the map, and then said: "The Mongolian tribes are also the people of the Ming Dynasty. I will not favor one or the other. You can do things well without having to go to the capital one by one."

Xi Qike smiled, and said: "Of course I understand the emperor's grace, but I'm afraid that the people of all tribes don't understand, so I can just come to the capital to put on a show!"

Zhu Qizhen smiled in amazement, it turned out to be so!
She also thought that Qi Qike was hot-tempered by nature and couldn't hide things in his heart, so he ran to the capital whenever he had something to do.

Every time, he ran over in a hurry, and then hurried back.

It turned out that it was just for show!
The Mongolian tribes in Mobei surrendered to Ming Dynasty five years ago, and in their own hearts, there must still be grudges.

As long as there is a slight unevenness, for example, if the imperial court builds roads for Uzang, but Mobei does not move, they will definitely think that this is because the imperial court is wary of the Mongolian tribes in Mobei. If it is not handled properly, it will definitely breed a lot of negative mood.

At this time, Qi Qike personally went to the capital to fight for a railway, and things changed immediately.

Since the court's bowl of water is flat, everyone naturally has no complaints.

It can be said that Qiqike is very smart, but in his seemingly reckless behavior, he is actually maintaining the unity and stability of the Mongolian tribes.

Zhu Qizhen had to re-examine this woman. There were actually two reasons for keeping her.

First, the tribes of Mongolia needed a leader. This person must have a certain prestige and be able to make the people of the tribes submit.

Second, that is the escaped Tatar Ministry!

The Tatars will never let it go, and they don’t know which icy and snowy mountain corner they ran to hide.

When the time is right, they will definitely make a comeback. However, the strength of the Ming army is definitely not something that a remnant can get their hands on. If they are tough, they will only die.

Therefore, if Tuotuobuhua wants to start a storm, he must use some tricks.

And the only ones who can support them are the Mongolian tribes in Mobei.

Now that Duoyan Sanwei has returned to Onanhe, he has transformed into a Mongolian orthodox, and his small life is quite comfortable.

If the Tatars come back at this time and say that we are the real golden blood, you Duoyan Sanwei are counterfeit!

There is no need for an order from the court, Duoyan Sanwei will definitely cut him with a knife.

What level do you dare to talk about orthodoxy with me?
Don't even look at your own status, you're just a lost dog, what right do you have to speak loudly to me!
In such an environment, the only internal response that Tuotuobuhua can contact is Xiqike!

The Mongolian tribes in Mobei are civilians left over from the Oala tribe and the Tatar tribe. Since all the strong men were taken to fight at that time, most of the remaining people are old, weak, women and children.

Over the years, the development momentum of Mobeiwei has been good. Coupled with the continuous migration of Ming Dynasty to Mobei and the intermarriage of Mongolian and Han, the strength of each tribe has grown a lot.

If Tuotuobuhua is ready to make a comeback, the time is almost ripe.

For Zhu Qizhen, leaving Xixike behind was equivalent to leaving a bait.

This bait is specially designed for catching and taking off. As for when it is caught, whether it is three to five years, or ten or twenty years, or even never caught, it doesn't matter.

Over the years, Jin Yiwei lurking in Mobei has been watching Xi Xike's every move all the time, and has not found anything unusual.

Zhu Qizhen is also constantly testing, hoping to test this woman's bottom line.

However, nothing has been tried so far...

It seems that Mobei has really become a part of Ming Dynasty, and the once glorious Wala and Tatars have completely become a thing of the past.

Xiqike chatted some more about the customs and customs of Mobei, and then he took his leave and left.

Wynn came in a hurry, panting heavily, and said: "Your Majesty, I have already found out..."

Zhu Qizhen asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Qiqike accompanied...five people, one personal maid, four...guards..."

"Gone?"

Wynn wiped his sweat and said, "That's all, nothing more!"

"Have they come into contact with anyone?"

"No, it's all in Honglu Temple!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "I understand."

Wynn asked again: "What else does the emperor need to investigate? The servants will go now!"

"Okay, it's none of your business, go down!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a moment!"

"Your Majesty, you... order!"

Zhu Qizhen thought for a while and said, "Put on casual clothes and follow me out of the palace!"

"Out of the palace?"

Wynn's heart sank, feeling that something was wrong, and asked, "where are you going?"

"North Town Mansion Secretary!"

The two monarchs and ministers came to Beizhen Fusi in casual clothes.

Yuan Bin picked him up in a hurry, but Zhu Qizhen waved his hand at him, signaling him to go in and talk.

Since he was going out of the palace in casual clothes, he naturally didn't want to publicize it.

Yuan Bin motioned to take him to his private room.

"What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Going back to the emperor, there are already some clues!"

Seemingly prepared, Yuan Bin took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Zhu Qizhen took it over, looked at it a few times, and said with a smile: "I really guessed it right!"

Wynn stood aside, not knowing why, but vaguely felt that it might not be a good thing, and his face was a little tangled.

Over the years, Dongchang's detective capabilities have been shaved again and again. At the beginning, the word "Changwei" was changed, but now there is only Wei, and there is no factory.

Yuan Bin said: "I have made statistics on the Mongolian merchants who have been in the capital for the past month, and found that there is a caravan selling leather that comes to Beijing every month, so we focused on investigating it."

Wynn interjected: "On the Mongolian grasslands, cattle and sheep are mainly herded. It is normal to do fur business."

"Eunuch Huai is right, but..."

With a deep smile on Yuan Bin's face, he continued: "Whether it's cattle and sheep grazing, or foxes and wolverines hunting, there are seasons!"

Wynn was puzzled and asked, "Whether it's cattle, sheep, wolves or foxes, there are four seasons all year round. What season do we need?"

Yuan Bin said: "There is no need to divide cattle, sheep, wolves and foxes, but the fur of these things has seasons!"

Wynn didn't understand even more, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Bin explained: "Generally speaking, animals look for food in autumn and store it for winter. Therefore, autumn and winter are the fattest seasons, which is a good time to harvest fur. Therefore, most fur traders are concentrated in winter."

"Is it only winter? Then no one does business in spring, summer and autumn?"

"It's not that there are no, but it will be much less than in winter, and this caravan comes to the capital every month, no matter what the season is, it can be said to be rain or shine."

Wynn added: "Just based on these, it doesn't mean that they have problems."

Yuan Bin smiled lightly and said, "If there is any problem, just check it out!"

"Okay, let's leave Dongchang alone!"

Zhu Qizhen couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted the conversation between the two of them.

Wynn's face became even more ugly, so he had to salute and said, "Your servant obeys the order!"

At this time, his heart was full of bitterness, and he cut Dongchang's authority at every turn, and then he thought Dongchang couldn't come up with information. Now I will ask a few more questions, and I won't let me take care of it. Who knows when you will think of it and ask me If you can't say it by then, it will definitely be a troublesome thing...

Zhu Qizhen looked at Yuan Bin and asked, "I saw that you recorded the whereabouts of these people, what doubts did you find?"

Yuan Bin cupped his hands and saluted, and said: "My Majesty, according to my speculation, this caravan is probably under the guise of doing business, and its real identity is the secret agent of the Tatar Ministry!"

"Tell me your reasons."

"The biggest doubt is the shipping bills of these people. Generally speaking, they fluctuate greatly. Sometimes the price is high, sometimes the price is very low, and they will even sell at a loss."

Wynn couldn't help but said: "In business, there are losses and gains. It's normal!"

Yuan Bin said: "In business, there are losses and profits, but if you only make losses but not make profits, and it can last for more than three years, it is very problematic!"

Wynn asked again: "Didn't you just say that the big fluctuations mean that people also make money."

Yuan Bin nodded and said, "According to the books, this caravan has sold goods at low prices for six consecutive months. This is no longer a business, it's charity!"

(End of this chapter)