Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 306 The truth is often in the hands of a few people! For example, me!

Yu Minzhong, who was born in Jiangsu, nodded, and the Minister of Rites, who was born in Henan, also nodded.

For the sake of the imperial court, the friendship between fellow villagers can only be temporarily put on hold.

Because these two provinces north of the Yangtze River have a lot of arable land and plains, you can still produce food by squeezing them. The transportation distance in Henan is not far, and water transportation is available in Jiangsu.

Yu Minzhong is very public-minded:
"As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how difficult it is in Jiangsu and Henan, if you think of a way, you can still collect one million stone grain. You can't count on Gansu, Shaanxi, and Shanxi."

He Shen also expressed his position:
"The Ministry of Household Affairs will send personnel to the two provinces to supervise the transportation."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the next step was to report the plan to the emperor.

Of course Qianlong would not have any objections, he would only remind him to cherish the people's power and not to collect an extra stone beyond the plan. It's a pity that despite the emperor's hard work, the people below him are so cruel.

……

This twelfth lunar month in Sijiu City was very ominous.

There is no reason why those grandsons who are doing business should not traffic them over.

Qianlong had doubts about Agui, so he simply forwarded the memorial to him and asked him to explain himself.

Yangxin Hall, Sanxi Hall.

He threw the brush irritably:
"Qin Si, do you think Jiujiang should be defended?"

"I think it is best for Emperor Qiangang to be arbitrary."

All the thoughtful people in the court guessed the emperor's intentions.

He Shen closed his eyes and rejected the proposal:

Since the beginning of the year, rice, pork, tea, and silk have been slowly rising in price, all the way up to the twelfth lunar month.

For example, me!
……

The three giants of the Military Aircraft Department, Agui, Heshen, and Yu Minzhong, were originally in check with each other.

"The chief military minister, Fuyuan General, and first-class Duke, Zhang Jia A Gui, failed in his command and lost several palaces in a row. He was fined for one year, deprived of his title of Duke, and ordered to serve in front of the army."

Even when the imperial court released the good news about the great victory in Jiangxi and the tribute paid by the Saxon mission, it did not arouse a fanatical response from the Eight Banners disciples.

"Master, why don't you call Master He and Master Yu over and ask?"

If the officers and soldiers really conquered Jiangnan, Suzhou's rice, Songjiang's cotton, Hangzhou's silk and satin, Huizhou's tea, and Raozhou's porcelain would now appear in the world of the capital.

And the emperor did not want their conflicts to intensify.

Yu Minzhong is Han Chinese and is slightly closer to He Shen. He is smooth and meticulous in his work, and seldom does anything against the Sacred Heart. But staying at the military plane can restrain these two Manchus.

Qianlong glared at him, but didn't get angry. Because he also felt that what he asked was inhumane!
So he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair.

Qin Si's heart skipped a beat. He probably understood the twists and turns here.

The merchants in the market also spread the word.
The price increase is due to necessity and supply shortage.

As the ancients said, people in warehouses know etiquette from the facts!

In this way, one outside and one inside, the intersection is reduced!

Asked in a low voice:

Nowadays, every family is in the red and cannot afford to enjoy the talks of the past.

The truth is often in the hands of a few people!

Qin Si slipped over in small steps and squeezed his shoulders.

"Ok?"

"No."

Those who are smarter have already placed a big question mark on the authenticity of the news about the great victory in Jiangxi.

Qianlong copied a copy of Wang Xizhi's Kuai Xue Shi Qing Tie and was very dissatisfied.

There is a war in the South and things cannot come in. How can the price not rise?
The banner people, who had always been reasonable, accepted this logic and felt sad for a while.

Therefore, Agui was asked to focus on local military affairs, and Heshen was asked to focus on affairs within the capital.

……

Qianlong nodded with satisfaction. He felt that what this slave said made sense.

In today's capital, these specialties are in short supply, and their prices have been rising.

Even the discussion was not too hot.

……

How could the chief eunuch Qin Si dare to express his opinion on such an issue? He bent down and said respectfully:
"The master promotes the slave. How can the slave understand such a major military matter?"

Jingqiyun, the warehouse is solid and bragging!

The emperor was afraid that the two colleagues from the Military Aircraft Department would take the opportunity to trick Agui without revealing anything, so he did not even want to discuss the war in Jiujiang with them.

Agui was of noble birth, had brilliant military exploits, and had many disciples and old officials all over the world. He Shen suddenly emerged, and it is difficult to say that he was not trying to contain A Gui.

"My slave feels that sometimes when there are too many people, we may not be able to come up with the most correct plan. The smart people make the decisions, and the others just need to follow them."

"Due to the vacancy of the governor of Huguang, he was temporarily assigned to Huguang to contain Li's counterattack in the south of the Yangtze River."

"We should learn from experience and learn from the painful experience. When the time comes and the time is right, we will attack again when we are surrounded by heavy troops."

Upon Qianlong's instruction, the Military Aircraft Department drafted it and the Ministry of War officially issued it.

This is the court’s final decision to punish Agui! To be fair, it’s not too heavy! It could even be considered an understatement.

However, Qianlong still had a grudge in his heart about the imperial censor's impeachment of "ignoring the Fuliang gentry", and he was waiting for Agui to confess.

……

"Your Majesty, Hatun asks for an audience."

"Who?"

"The widow of the great Khan Ubasi and the mother of Celingnamuzal, Hatun."

Qianlong was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Hatun, who was wearing a deerskin robe and cowhide boots, quickly walked into Xinuang Pavilion and bowed three times and nine times respectfully.

Wait for her to finish the ceremony,

Qianlong raised his hand and said:

"Give me a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Hatun sat on the brocade stool, exuding a wild strength and beauty, "I heard that the troops on the southern front who countered the rebellion suffered heavy casualties~"

Qin Si immediately took over the conversation and said with a smile:

"The princess is making a mistake. Good news comes from the front line frequently. There are some casualties, but nothing serious."

Qianlong also put down the scroll in his hand:
"Gong Turgut is loyal to the country, and I will not hesitate to reward him."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Hatun seemed to have made a lot of determination, "Celing Namuzal has grown up. Please ask the Emperor to designate him as the leader of the 4th Route and 10th Banner."

[After returning to the east, Qianlong divided Turhut into two divisions, the new and the old. The old Turhut was commanded by Wobaxi and divided into four groups with ten banners in total; the new Turhut was commanded by Seseleng and was divided into two banners. . 】

……

Qianlong looked at her carefully, nodded and said:
"Okay, let's go to the feudal court to handle it."

Hatun was surprised and even shed tears of excitement:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the 4 banners of the 10th and th banners of Old Turgut, and will always be loyal to the Qing Dynasty."

"Well, you two, mother and son, can go back after the New Year."

After exiting the Forbidden City, Hatun breathed a long sigh of relief.

With the status bestowed by the imperial court, the hand of that guy from Seleng can no longer reach the three flags on Old Turgut North Road. The Great Khan has a spirit in the sky!
Return to the inn provided by Lifanyuan,

Looking at her ten-year-old son's excited expression, she felt heavy in her heart.

As a well-informed aristocratic woman, she could almost determine that her tribe had suffered countless casualties in the south, otherwise the emperor would not have let go so happily, and would have at least taken some precautions.

This is a near worry!

The worry is:

The Khan's lineage encountered the curse of "living less than 30 years old", which was caused by a court witch under the instruction of Catherine II.

The Great Khan of Ubasi died young!
And now, his son doesn't seem to be very strong either.

This spell made her unable to sleep or eat well. Prairie people believed very strongly in this kind of story with a high content of ghosts and gods.

...Hefu,

The maids finished placing a table of exquisite dishes and exited the room.

Butler Liu Quan smiled:

"Miss Xiaoqi, I will be here in a minute. He is a little upset. Could you please explain something."

"You're welcome, butler."

Liu Quan respectfully exited the room. He knew his master too well.

Sure enough, this little girl, who was as smart as the female master, soon became the new favorite of the mansion.

Except for Zhengfu Jin, who was born as the daughter of a governor, her natal family was kind to her master, and he respected and loved her very much. None of the other women can compare to Xiao Qi's status.

After a while, He Shen frowned and walked in hurriedly.

The two sat across from each other and began to eat.

"Have you got something on your mind?"

"Well, the Saxon king of a small country in Europe suddenly sent a diplomatic mission. It's an ocean away, and it's more than thousands of miles away. I'm a little unsure."

Xiao Qi smiled and poured him a glass of wine:

"Master He is worried that it will involve the Guangdong Customs? And then burn the fire on himself?"

……

He Shen was stunned and laughed:
"How do you know? Yongxiang has been to the house?"

"I have never met Yongxiang, but I received a box of Western jewelry from him that was handed over by a servant. I heard you tell me that the tariffs at Guangdong Customs are rising steadily, and that the Guangzhou Thirteenth Bank's business is booming and the results are positive. So~"

"So, you connected these things?"

"Ah."

He Shen raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass:
"Tell me!"

Xiao Qi also picked up the wine glass, covered it with her sleeves and drank it in one gulp, her face slightly rosy:
"Yes. I guess that Mr. He is worried that this mission proposes to restore the old system of five ports for trade and relax restrictions on foreign merchants and ships, right?"

He Shen's chopsticks stopped at his mouth and he said in disbelief:

"Could you be able to read minds?"

"I'm joking. There is nothing new in the world, it's just reincarnation."

He Shen chewed this sentence over and over again and found it quite philosophical.

"It would be a pity if you were a man."

Xiao Qi's heart trembled. There was once a man who said exactly the same thing - Chen Huizu.

She brushed a strand of hair hanging down by her ear:
"Everyone has his own misfortune, and everyone's happiness. Who can say that his misfortune will not be happiness."

He Shen was not able to understand the deeper meaning, and he rarely expressed his sincerity through drunkenness:
"If you were a man, I wouldn't dare to tell you everything like you are now. I won't have any secrets in front of you. No matter how loyal a male subordinate is, he still has to be careful."

……

After three rounds of drinking,

"Xiao Qi, what do you think the Saxon mission should do if they tell the Guangzhou government about lifting the ban on barbarian merchants?"

"That's okay. Before meeting, you have enough time and space to tell them what they should say and what they should not say."

"I'm afraid that the Yi people may not understand our Qing rules!"

"I don't think so. The world is so big, no country's palace is the same. Do the Yi people have no sense of humanity? No intrigues? No cliques for personal gains? Do they not love gold but only love morality?"

He Shen couldn't help but laugh, it makes sense!

Everything is just a cover-up.

"The knots in my heart have been untied, so I won't talk about these messy and annoying things. Let's talk about romance?"

Xiaoqi's eyes flickered and she held her chin up, a little drunkenly:

"Master He, do you still think you are so serious?"

He Shen suddenly became angry and picked up the hundred-ten kilograms as soon as he hit him:

"Even if Zhou Gong and Kong Sheng are here today, they have to admit that this matter is very serious."

……

When I got up, I turned over a few wine glasses and tea cups on the table.

The sound of breaking porcelain spread outside the house, and several maids listened attentively, chatting secretly.

They were very lucky to have a favored master.

Salaries have risen with the tide. Whether it is the monthly payment or the food and clothing expenses, they are all inferior to the servants in other hospitals.

Even the confidant butler often comes to this courtyard to ask about the cold and warmth, not to mention the servants responsible for purchasing. Whenever he has something good, he must first ask Zheng Fujin and then send it to this courtyard.

Xiao Qi, a master who was not harsh on his servants, often let everyone get divided.

In addition to liking to go to several temples in the capital to donate incense and money, he is generous. Make a golden body for the Bodhisattva, use gold powder to copy scriptures, and have no other extravagant hobbies.

He Shen also learned from his servants that he felt more at ease.

Women only love to burn incense and worship Buddha. This hobby is so precious and rare.

Must be encouraged!

……

Jiangxi, within Fuliang County, Raozhou Prefecture.

The 2000 cavalrymen ran all the way in embarrassment, looking disgraced.

Sheleng had long since lost his precious armor and his iron helmet, and there were several blood marks on his face and hands.

We just encountered a battalion of Wu Army infantry, and the two sides met suddenly.

Hundreds of Wu Army musketeers dragged two light cannons and quickly formed a hollow square formation! Sharp bayonets fired in uniform volleys. He only rushed once and then gave up, with no hope.

Leaving behind more than 200 corpses and continuing to flee eastward, the war horses became increasingly tired and lacked fodder and food.

The worst thing is, I got lost!

Raozhou Prefecture is a very unfamiliar place to the Turghut people. There is no map and no guide.

And the further east you go, the more hills you get.

"Leader, what should I do?"

"I'm afraid I'm going the wrong way. The mountains on both sides are getting higher and higher."

Suddenly, the exploring cavalry came back.

Holding a letter of persuasion to surrender written in both Mongolian and Chinese.

Wusimai, as a compatriot, persuaded the Turghut people to give up their resistance and surrender to the king of Wu who was destined by fate!

……

The letter is very well written and very heart-wrenching.

At least Sheleng was heartbroken after reading it.

"~The Turguts are a heroic tribe. It would be a pity if they disappeared in the long river of history. In order to avoid the endless conscription and oppression of Rakshasa, you returned eastward with your whole family. Today's fate has not changed at all."

"The entire clan was resettled in five places, hundreds or thousands of miles apart, and even more separated by the Qing court's garrison. The court's vigilance was clearly revealed."

"If you remain stubborn, this north of Jiangxi will be your burial place. If you surrender one day earlier, your sincerity will be more. If you surrender one day later, your sincerity will be less. There are pursuers behind you, and there are mountains in front of you. King Wu The army is marching day and night to surround us. Even if we want to surrender by then, it will be too late. "

"I hope General Seleng will take care of himself!"

The signature in Mongolian is: Wusimai, a Mongolian warrior who returned from his lost way and was the only cavalry general under King Wu.

The signature in Chinese is: Commander of the Light Cavalry Battalion, Wusimai.

The content was dictated by Li Yu, and the Mongolian signature was freely used by Wu Simai. The focus is on "only" and the two attributives "general".

Wu Simai felt that if Sheleng’s brain was not flooded, he should be able to understand the value of “the only one”!
The Wu army was short of cavalry, so the future was bright after they surrendered.

Things are rare.

This is an irrefutable truth! Just like people on the grassland who can wrestle and shoot arrows are not rare, but people who can melt cast iron pots are very rare.

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(End of this chapter)