Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Ming Dynasty now moved the emperor from Nanjing to Beijing, and he settled down temporarily.

At the very least, I will definitely not go back until the imperial palace in Nanjing is built and the railway is built.

And it will take three to five years to complete the imperial palace in Nanjing.

And the time it will take to build the railway will probably be even longer!
In other words, within a short period of time, Ming Dynasty has settled down in Beijing and will no longer go back and forth between the north and the south.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

Li Ping, Zhu Jing'an's personal eunuch, said outside the palace.

"Your Highness, urgent report from the grassland!"

Zhu Jing'an asked Li Ping to come in. After reading the urgent report, he said to Li Ping.

"Li Ping, go to Qianqing Palace in person now and say that you have something important to do and ask to see His Majesty!"

The matter was urgent, and Zhu Jing'an needed to discuss with his father how to handle the matter.

When Li Ping heard this, he immediately clasped his fists and left.

Zhu Jing'an also started to get dressed under the service of the maid.

After adjusting his collar, Zhu Jing'an spoke.

"Yingying, please rest first. There is no need to wait for Gu. I don't know how long I will be busy tonight."

After saying this, Zhu Jing'an strode out of his dormitory, boarded the car waiting outside the palace, and then the car began to drive slowly towards the Qianqing Palace.

After Zhu Jing'an arrived at Qianqing Palace, Zhu Jiazhuo had already dressed and stood up, preparing to receive Zhu Jing'an in the side hall.

Zhu Jing'an had just entered the side hall and before he had time to salute, Zhu Jianzhuo immediately asked.

"Jing'an, what happened? Why do you need to see me late at night?"

"Are you so anxious?"

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he said with a solemn expression.

"It's the grassland outside the customs. The matter is urgent and there is no need to delay."

"Yongxuan Yu Kulun, with the support of the Rakshasa people, announced the establishment of the Grand Duchy of Manchuria and Mongolia, hoping to restore the Manchu and Qing Dynasty."

"Now all the tribes in Monan and Mobei have sent envoys to Kulun to express their surrender to Yongxuan."

"The various tribes in Liaodong also sent congratulations to Yongxuan, expressing their support for Yongxuan's restoration of the Qing Dynasty."

Even though Zhu Jing'an was beaten to death, he didn't expect that he had underestimated Yongxuan, and by one mistake, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was resurrected in the grassland outside the pass.

Hearing this, Zhu Jianzhuo's expression suddenly became serious and he asked.

"Then Jing'an, what are you going to do?"

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he said with a solemn expression.

"It's winter now, and it's the time when the Mongolian tribes on the grasslands usually go south to thresh the grass in the valleys."

"My son is afraid that the Mongols will invade our Ming border at this time!"

Generally speaking, it is autumn and winter when nomadic people go south to clear grass valleys.

The reason why this is so is that firstly, horses are fatter in autumn, and war horses are fattened in autumn, just in time for war.

The second reason is that the autumn harvest in the Central Plains has often just been completed at this time, and a large amount of grain has been harvested and stored in warehouses. If the nomadic people go south at this time, the harvest will be the largest.

The third is that after winter, the grassland is bitterly cold, and life is difficult for all tribes. If you are poor, you want to change. Naturally, the Mongolians will not choose to stay in the yurt and starve to death.

Instead, he would choose to go south and give it a try!
Anyway, except for a cheap life, they have nothing to lose.

Well, if you win, you will be rich and powerful, but if you lose, you will lose your life.

In the past, Mongolia did not invade its borders, and that was because of the Manchus.

But now the situation has changed. The Manchu Qing Dynasty has perished, and various grassland tribes have declared their allegiance to Yongxuan.

Next, no one can say whether they will be seduced by Yongxuan and choose to lead troops south to invade the Ming Dynasty, hoping to grab a piece of it and make a fortune, or whether they will simply want to enter the pass and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Not to mention that Tsarist Russia is involved in this!
Zhu Jiazhuo took a deep breath, his expression equally solemn. "Jing'an, do you mean to notify the border towns in advance so that they can be prepared to face the enemy?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jing'an nodded.

"That's what I mean when I return to my father."

"But in addition, I also want to gather troops in advance and prepare for counterattack!"

Zhu Jianzhuo frowned when he heard this.

"Tell me more about it."

Seeing this, Zhu Jing'an stopped going around in circles and said directly.

"My son is going to assemble all three cavalry divisions of the Ming Dynasty in Datong, plus five infantry divisions and an artillery brigade. He will go to Datong in person to take charge of the army and be ready to lead the Northern Expedition."

"No matter whether the Tatars invade this year or not, I, the Ming Dynasty, will take the initiative to launch the Northern Expedition after the spring of next year to recover Suiyuan and the tribes in Monan."

"Monan is the barrier within the pass. Only by recovering Monan can the pass develop stably."

The reason why Zhu Jing'an chose to launch his troops in the next spring was because the horses on the grassland had lost all their fat after a hard winter.

Most of the war horses of the Ming Dynasty were kept in captivity, and winter was the time to gain fat.

If you fight in spring, your horse's physical fitness should be at its best.

Moreover, after the beginning of spring, the weather in the grassland will be warmer, and the Ming army will be able to adapt to the environment of the grassland more easily, which can reduce non-combat attrition.

As for when the snow melts, will it make the roads muddy and difficult to navigate, or even cause swamps?
How should I put it? The Ming Dynasty’s Northern Expedition this time was on the grasslands, not Liaodong.

The precipitation in the grassland is far less than that in Liaodong. Although there is snowfall, it will not be too much.

The winter snow may melt and make the roads muddy, but it usually dries out in a short time.

You won’t be unable to leave for the whole spring!
When Zhu Jianzhuo heard this, he asked with a slightly solemn expression.

"Jing'an, do you have to go there in person this time?"

"I am planning to meditate on you in the coming spring. The edict and ceremony for the Zen position are already being prepared. If you go to Datong now, what will happen to the Zen position?"

Zhu Jianzhuo was in poor health, and for him, the throne was really a burden.

Especially after experiencing the wonders of the Old Summer Palace, Zhu Jianzhuo couldn't wait to hand over the throne to his son, and then live in retirement.

Zhu Jing'an heard this and spoke.

"Father, the matter of the Zen throne is not urgent. It is better to postpone it for a while."

"My son went to Datong in person to command the army in battle. Government affairs can only be taken care of by my father."

"If Yongxuan, the lingering Manchu remnant, cannot be completely eliminated, I will really feel uneasy."

To say that this father and son are also weird.

Even if the emperor and prince of another family are enemies, they will definitely not deal with them. The struggle for power is enough to make father and son fall out, and brothers turn against each other.

But what about these two?

Even the throne is being passed over to each other.

Take a Zen position and enjoy life.

One of them is not in a hurry to get to the top, he just wants to fight.

When Zhu Jianzhuo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched and he said rather helplessly.

"Okay, then I will wait for you, Prince, for one more year..."

Zhu Jing'an heard this and bowed down.

"Thank you, Father, for your grace!"

ps: I was really stuck in the review. The original version had 3,200 words, but only 2,000 were deleted...

(End of this chapter)