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

Mobeiwei, Orkhon City.

This used to be the old camp of the Oirats, and it has been reduced to ruins during the First World War.

Five years later, with the continuous support of the imperial court, a prosperous city appeared on the desert.

A year ago, Qi Qike went to Beijing to petition, demanding that the railway be built from the capital to Orkhon City.

In the original plan, Orkhon City was not the end point, and if it extended further north, it could reach Beihaiwei.

At present, the section from Orkhon City to Beihaiwei is still under planning, and it is expected to be opened to traffic in a year.

Meals have to be eaten bite by bite, roads have to be repaired section by section, and infrastructure construction has to involve all aspects, so there is no rush.

Zhu Qizhen is not worried, because Beihaiwei is rich in products, can grow rye, and has rich fish products.

But Mobeiwei is different. There is a shortage of materials here. Although a lot of farmland has been reclaimed and workshops have been built, the food is still not self-sufficient, especially the daily necessities such as tea, salt and sugar, iron pots, and dishes.

People here urgently need to exchange cattle and sheep for daily necessities. Xiqike went to Beijing to petition because this railway is very important.

The speed of the steam train is very limited, but it is stable and has a large loading capacity. Whether it is passenger or freight, it is far more efficient than people pulling horses.

Moreover, people in this era have never seen a high-speed rail, and they don't feel that the speed of the train is slow, and they even think... too fast.

Zhu Qizhen sat bored by the window of the bed, looking at the wheat field covered under the white snow.

This year's winter is extremely cold. The wheat seedlings in the field have just grown two or three inches before encountering the severe ice and snow. Looking from a distance, they seem to freeze to death. However, when spring comes, these humble wheat seedlings will immediately grow vigorously stand up.

However, he didn't want to see the Tartars in the far north usher in spring like wheat seedlings.

How can you allow others to sleep soundly on a couch lying on your side!
This time, no matter what tricks Tutuo Buhua played, he never returned.

Yuan Bin looked out the window, then looked at the map, and said, "Your Majesty, Orkhon City is in front of you."

Zhu Qizhen nodded slowly and said, "Are you all ready?"

Yuan Bin hurriedly replied: "According to the emperor's order, I arranged for five hundred elites to enter Orkhon City in advance. Even if the emperor wants to find a mosquito in Orkhon City, I can catch it!"

"Remember, you must act cautiously, and don't startle the snake!"

"The minister has already taken care of it, but..."

Having said this, Yuan Bin suddenly became hesitant, as if he had something to say.

Zhu Qizhen asked: "There is no one else here, just speak up if you have something to say."

"Yes!"

Yuan Bin nodded in salute, and then asked cautiously: "I don't understand, the emperor went out of the palace to inspect Mobei. He could have been upright, why did he sneak around..."

This question has been bothering him since leaving Beijing, and he couldn't help asking it before getting out of the car.

Zhu Qizhen said: "If it goes through the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites, I don't know how much trouble it will take."

Yuan Bin was still puzzled, and said: "The emperor's departure from the palace is a major event, and the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites should treat it with caution."

"I don't think they are slow, but the court has made a decision, and there will be a lot of fanfare, so there will be an army guard. If you don't want to show up, will you show up when you see such a battle?"

Yuan Bin frowned, and said: "What I'm worried about is... In case Tuotuobuhua has really made a perfect plan, the troops around the emperor are limited..."

"no need to worry!"

Zhu Qizhen smiled confidently, and said: "I have already arranged for three thousand battalions to station in Mobei, which is enough to deal with the remnants of the Tatars!"

Yuan Bin knew that the combat effectiveness of the [-] Battalion naturally had nothing to say, so he was afraid...

"Your Majesty, this is not the capital, [-]%... no, at least [-]% are Mongolians, I am worried, worried..."

Zhu Qizhen took over the conversation: "Are you worried that I have entered the tiger's mouth?"

Yuan Bin didn't say anything, but just nodded, with a very tangled expression on his face.

It is not appropriate to say that the Mobei Mongolian tribes have objections.

As the most powerful intelligence department in Ming Dynasty, Jin Yiwei has been investigating secretly for many years, and has never heard of any rebels there.

However, if it is said that Mobeiwei is fine and safe, I am afraid that I will not believe it.

Zhu Qizhen seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said: "Times have changed, now this is the territory of Ming Dynasty, and the people here are all citizens of Ming Dynasty. Believe me, what else can I do as an emperor?"

Yuan Bin hurriedly said: "The emperor's words are serious, but I just think... no matter what time it is, it's not a bad thing to be prepared."

At this time, the speed of the car slowed down slowly, and then stopped at the platform.

Zhu Qizhen stood up and said: "Under the Putian, is it the land of the king, and the shore of the land, is it the king's subjects? I want to see if the people living on this desert are the people of Ming Dynasty! "

Yuan Bin knew that the emperor had already made up his mind, and it would be useless to persuade him any further.

Now you can only take one step at a time, do your job well, and don't give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to inform Mobeiwei..."

"do not!"

Zhu Qizhen hurriedly stopped him and asked, "When is the agreement with Xiqike?"

Yuan Bin thought for a while and replied, "After three days."

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said: "That means we only have three days to observe the people's situation, let's go, hurry up!"

He didn't want to alert the officials of Mobeiwei right away. First, he was worried that the news would leak out. The court soldiers arrived too fast, so he didn't dare to show his face. Moreover, if he wanted to really understand a place, he didn't look at the information on the report. Numbers, just walk into a common people's home, everything is clear.

Those officials are so smart, they are all masters of fraud.

They have ten thousand ways to package themselves, black can be written as white, dead can be written as alive.

However, the stoves in the homes of the common people are not fake.

Look at what the people at the bottom eat every day and whether they can get enough to eat. It is definitely more real than the memorials of those officials.

The two disguised themselves as merchants, and the other [-] guards in brocade clothes also changed into different costumes, protecting them in front of and behind them.

The platform is on a high terrain, and the wind is cold and windy. However, looking into the distance from here, you have a very wide field of vision.

"Huang... Master Huang, are you going to the city?"

Standing in the cold wind, Zhu Qizhen said, "Don't worry, look over there!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the east.

Yuan Bin looked up, and there were many tents more than ten miles ahead, which seemed to be a market town.

Zhu Qizhen asked, "Where is there?"

Yuan Bin took out the map, which contained all the information collected by Jinyiwei, and said: "This place is called Helin, and it is a market town. The main business is cattle and sheep. Most of the people living there are Wala people."

"It's the Oirats..."

Zhu Qizhen's eyes became extremely complicated when he heard the word "Wala people".

For a hundred years, there have been constant battles between Ming and Mongolia.

Throughout history, the Central Plains dynasty and the nomadic peoples have always been fighting each other.

In the battle five years ago, the Ming army completely defeated the Wala and Tatars and took advantage of the situation to regain Mobei.

But now, once again being so close to the gathering place of the Wala people, I felt mixed feelings in my heart.

This mood is both proud and worried.

We are proud that this place has become the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and the remaining Tatars are afraid of seeing the iron cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, and flee far to the extreme north, but...

Ten years from now, what about a hundred years from now?

If you are gone, will this situation be broken now?

The nomadic people's conquest of the Central Plains dynasty never stopped, and the Central Plains dynasty's attack on the nomadic people never stopped.

Today, the Oirats and Tatars were driven away, and the Jurchens were driven away. Who knows if a new nation will be born in the future...

"You said... would they call themselves Oirats, Mongols, or Ming?"

Yuan Bin said: "It should be a wise person."

Zhu Qizhen smiled, and said, "Just go and have a look and you'll find out."

Yuan Bin's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said: "The minister has deployed all the spies in the city, and there are none... Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand: "I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm, I'm... worried!"

"worry about what?"

"Worry, worry..."

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Qizhen stepped forward without waiting for him to reply.

Yuan Bin had no choice but to keep up, but he was uneasy, afraid that something might go wrong.

"Your Majesty, according to the map, they are quite far away. Should I rent a carriage?"

"can!"

Not long after, Yuan Bin came back with two horses.

"Your Majesty, there are no carriages nearby, only horses..."

"Then ride!"

Zhu Qizhen was no stranger to horse riding, so he immediately took the reins, stepped on the stirrups, and got on the horse.

The two rode their horses one after another on the vast grassland, and soon arrived at Helin Town.

This is a gathering place for herdsmen, so the main buildings are tents rather than brick and stone houses.

Looking up, it is very lively, and you can even see many Han people.

Countless cows and horses are tied to the stakes, and the smell of horse dung is everywhere, but the people here seem to be very energetic. They use different languages, point their fingers, and talk to each other.

There is a particularly eye-catching tent with the word "Inn" written in Chinese on it.

Zhu Qizhen was very surprised, he didn't expect that there is an inn in this kind of place...

Inside the inn, a waiter came out to welcome him, who seemed to be a Han Chinese.

"Objective, eat or stay in a hotel?"

Zhu Qizhen felt very interesting, so he asked: "Do you have everything in this inn?"

"Of course there are!"

The man is very good at observing words and expressions, and when he heard the other party's invitation, he immediately said: "So many merchants come to go out to buy goods, if there is no inn, wouldn't it be extremely inconvenient? Our tents here are all first-class, comfortable to live in, guest officer... "

While speaking, he raised his eyes and saw that Zhu Qizhen was followed by only one servant, and no female family members followed him.

So, the boy lowered his voice: "We still have a girl to accompany us..."

Zhu Qizhen straightened his face immediately, and Yuan Bin beside him also had surprise in his eyes.

Development on the steppe... so fast?
The guy continued: "It depends on what you like, Mongolians, Han people, Semu people...all of them!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hands impatiently: "Only stay in the hotel!"

Seeing that he didn't like this, the guy smiled awkwardly and said hello: "Okay, please!"

At this time, a Mongolian man came over.

"Friend, do you want to buy cattle, sheep, horses, or leather?"

His Chinese is a bit stiff, but simple and clear.

Zhu Qizhen turned around and asked, "How do you know we are in business?"

"You Han people come here for business. I have a lot of cattle, sheep and horses in my house. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Seeing that this person took the initiative to solicit, Zhu Qizhen suddenly became interested.

"Okay, let's go and see!"

Yuan Bin hastily and quietly grabbed Zhu Qizhen's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, be careful of fraud!"

Zhu Qizhen squeezed his wrist, which meant that I knew it well, and then followed him.

The store clerk hurriedly asked: "Guest officer, are you still staying at the store?"

Yuan Bin waved his hand at him and said, "Let's talk later!"

"Oh, stop talking, there will be no room later..."

Zhu Qizhen and Yuan Bin had already followed the Mongolian man far away, turned around and arrived at a simple tent.

The smell of horse dung is stronger here, and you can see a large number of cows and horses circled in the fence, there are hundreds of them.

"My name is Atulu, what do you call me?"

Yuan Bin stepped forward and said, "My master's surname is Huang."

"Master Huang, come and see..."

Artulu hurriedly introduced that the cattle, sheep and horses in his family were not bad, and they would definitely make a small profit when they were transported to the pass.

"Well, the cow is very strong, the horse is also very good, very cheap..."

"I'll have to look again."

Zhu Qizhen's mind was not on these animals, but asked: "Where did you learn Chinese?"

Atulu said: "I'm here, learn by yourself!"

Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Who... do I learn from?"

"Learn from you Han people."

"Why do you have to learn Chinese?"

"Oh, I didn't understand it at the beginning, and I suffered a lot..."

Artulu shook his head again and again, explaining: "Some Han people are very cunning, they deceive people face to face, we don't know, and then they learn Chinese by themselves and start their own business."

Zhu Qizhen asked suspiciously: "Would the government not care if there are liars?"

"The government doesn't know. They cheated people and ran away. They couldn't find them. Where can they complain?"

"So, you don't like the Han people?"

When Zhu Qizhen asked this sentence, his face seemed calm, but in fact he was very disturbed.

Atulu laughed, and said: "It used to be, but it's gone now, Han and Mongolian, it's all the same!"

Zhu Qizhen hurriedly asked, "Why?"

Atulu replied without hesitation: "Where are there any Mongolian and Han people? We are also the people of Ming Dynasty!"

Hearing these words, the stone hanging in Zhu Qizhen's heart finally fell to the ground.

It is not difficult to rule Mobei, but it is rare that the people will return.

Only when the people recognize you as the emperor and the Ming court, can Mobei truly become the territory of the Ming Dynasty.