Jingtai Fengyun: The First Absurd Emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 776 Commands Ma Yun to send Mongolian cavalry to the Western Regions to siege Shenyang

Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Wenfang talked a lot, and He Yi suddenly asked from the side:

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has selected Commander Ma Yun to go on a mission to the Timurid Empire and the Aries and Black Sheep Dynasties. He is already waiting at Ganquan Palace. Do you want to meet him?"

Zhu Qiyu was stunned when he heard this. This was a bit unexpected. There was no foreshadowing, and Ma Yun appeared out of nowhere, which made people a little unprepared.

He Yi didn't know what the emperor was thinking, and thought he was dissatisfied with the candidate, so he added: "Ma Yun is proficient in the languages ​​​​and characters of Western countries. He has been to Oara many times as an envoy and has also been to the Timurid Empire.

Moreover, Ma Yun is young, powerful, loyal and resourceful, making him a suitable candidate for envoy. "

"Then let's meet and talk to Ma Yun."

Huang Qi heard this and went out to call for help.

Zhu Qiyu smiled at Zhu Wenfang and said: "Most people really don't understand these messy empires and khanates in the Western Regions. Once we get involved, they will change from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period."

Zhu Wenfang asked: "Dad, who is called a hero in today's world?"

"The emperor of the Ottoman Empire, Mehmed II, can be called a hero. He destroyed the Eastern Roman Empire and occupied Constantinople. Recently, he has been fighting in the south and north to expand his territory.

The places to the west are beyond our reach, so we still have to rely on him to conquer and stir up troubled waters for us.

This emperor is four years younger than me and has a promising future. He can at least help us contain the Mongol Khanate. "

Zhu Wenfang asked curiously: "The Mongols conquered those territories during their western expedition. How did they do it?"

Zhu Qiyu shook his head slightly: "Just massacre the city. This is the successful experience of the Mongols. If you want to rule successfully, you must massacre the city.

The original capital of the Timur Empire, Samarkand, which Ma Yun is about to send as envoy, has been massacred repeatedly.

Once everyone has been killed, it will be over.

The old people are gone, and if the people of the same clan are moved there, it will be completely occupied by at most two generations.

I'm not teaching you to be bad. In the future, your troops will massacre the city, but don't say it was me who taught you. "

Don't learn from the good ones, but learn from the bad ones. Zhu Wenfang nodded and kept this cruel move firmly in his heart.

Not long after, Ma Yun entered Qingyun Pavilion and completed the salute.

Those who can be sent as envoys are all handsome. Zhu Qiyu asked: "Commander Ma, you have been to the Timurid Empire before. How was their old capital Samarkand? How was their new capital Herat?"

As soon as Ma Yun heard this, he knew that the emperor in front of him was knowledgeable. For vassal states, the Ming Dynasty mostly called them by their capital.

It has been fifty years since Timur's empire moved its capital. The Ming Dynasty still called it Samarkand, but it should actually be called Herat.

It is a pity that the Ming Dynasty monarchs and ministers were extremely arrogant and did not bother to understand the situation of the vassal country. Whoever comes to pay tribute, give them some wealth and that's it.

Seeing that the emperor was willing to listen to the situation in the vassal country, Ma Yun began to talk endlessly. Zhu Wenfang was also very interested and asked a few questions from time to time.

At the end, Zhu Qiyu concluded: "I sent you as an envoy this time. At best, you are going to win allies. At worst, you are going to be a troublemaker.

Let's work together vertically and horizontally to make them as chaotic as possible.

After Bei Yuan is eliminated, we will slowly deal with them. "

He Yi and Qiao Feng took Ma Yun out and gave instructions on specific matters.

Zhu Qiyu smiled at Zhu Wenfang and said: "We will capture Samarkand and Herat and move the Han people there. Only by occupying that area can we completely protect the northwest.

We must realize that the kings of future generations will sooner or later become mediocre ones. Therefore, we occupied all strategic and dangerous places and kept them in good order, making it particularly easy to rule.

This is the only way to do it. Otherwise, if future generations of mediocre lords encounter a little difficulty, they will immediately abandon their land and offer their city without any psychological burden. Moreover, the civil servants will praise the mediocre lord who abandoned the land and praised him as a wise, divine and powerful emperor.

This world is so mysterious! "

Zhu Wenfang smiled helplessly, knowing immediately which one his father was trying to eliminate.

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "I am not only burying the wise and powerful Emperor Xuanmiao, but I can't understand even Taizong.

Taizong's set of operations also made me lose my confidence.

After Taizong ascended the throne, he moved the Dongsheng Guard inland, the Kaiping Guard also moved inland, and the entire Daning Dusi moved inland.

After the guards moved inward to Dongsheng, Kaiping, and Daning, there would definitely be no problem when Taizong was alive.

But I wonder, did Taizong never consider what will happen after the mediocre masters appear in future generations?

Taizong looked completely unworried, which made me feel less confident. Am I too ignorant to understand Taizong's brilliant strategy?

The problem is that after the guards of Dongsheng, Kaiping and Daning moved inland, less than fifty years and only more than forty years later, our mediocre masters of the Ming Dynasty carried out the Tumu Fortress Revolution.

There may be a mediocre leader behind our father and son, so it may not be a big job. "

The two men chatted for a long time, and then they parted ways.

There was nothing to say for a few days, and soon it was early March.

In Shenyang City, the worried King Zhou finally waited for his boots to fall to the ground.

Bolaizhiyuan led 30,000 cavalry, falsely claiming to be 50,000, and marched to Shenyang City.

Shenyang is an important town in Liaodong. After Taizu founded the country, a structure of one king and five guards was established in Shenyang.

Zhu Qiyu made adjustments and moved the original Shen Wangnan to Gaizhou and Zhou Fan to Shenyang.

The original five guards in Shenyang were reorganized into five guards in Shenyang: front, back, left, right and center.

The Five Guards have a large number of people, but the Liaodong Frontier Army is far inferior to the Northwest Frontier Army. They can defend the city but are not aggressive enough.

The king of Zhou was trapped in the palace and could only sigh and sigh.

The king of Zhou was only thirty-six years old, and his eldest son Zhu Tonghao, who was only eleven years old, asked curiously: "Why is my father so worried? There are five guards in Shenyang and nearly 30,000 troops. How can the enemy attack?"

King Zhou shook his head: "The relationship between the Liaodong frontier army and the emperor is extremely bad. I am really afraid that these Liaodong frontier armies will sell all our Zhou vassals in order to embarrass the emperor.

Anyway, they will definitely not go out of the city to fight. If the enemy army does not retreat, our land outside the city and the business of collecting mountain goods will be all over.

What a huge loss this is. All our money was spent on buying land and harvesting mountain products. If we make up for it, we won’t have to live in the future. The whole family will eat dirt together. "

Although Zhu Tonghao was a bit precocious, he was not as talented as Zhu Wenfang. He only half understood and half understood what his father said.

King Zhou's eldest son was only eleven years old, and his other sons were even younger, and none of them could share the burden. King Zhou just stared blankly, pinning the fate of the palace on the mismatched Liaodong frontier army.

On March 10, Zhu Qiyu was shaken awake early.

Zhu Qiyu's sweet dream was interrupted, and he was about to scold him, but Qianxue quickly reported the good news: "Congratulations, husband, our old medical officer has diagnosed Ping'an pulse, and two more sisters are pregnant."

Hearing this, Zhu Qiyu immediately turned from anger to joy: "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, my beloved concubines. If they want any reward, just tell them."

(End of this chapter)