My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 443

"You are wrong, General Gao, there are always people who want money rather than their lives——"

Qiu Luan shook his head and said.

"But for Lord Jiang's sake, they will not suffer much torture in the imperial prison. Considering their past achievements, the Jin Yiwei will give them a happy life."

Mr. Jiang——

Obviously, he was referring to the commander-in-chief of the rear army of the Fifth Army Commander-in-Chief, Lord Zhongwu, General of the Conquest of the West, and the Queen Mother's biological brother.

Jiang Dingjiang, the man in charge of the world's military forces in the name of the emperor.

The imperial court is investigating the matter of horse grass in the north. Has even such a big shot been alarmed?

Gao Lin was secretly surprised in his heart.

We now have a new understanding of the rumors that the emperor is a true immortal who has come to the world and wants to return to the immortal sect. Therefore, all court affairs are left to the decision-making of the Sixth Cabinet and the Fifth Military Governor's Office.

Originally, this should be the era that scholars dream of.

The king ruled from the top of the arch, and celebrities and scholars expressed their opinions.

But when the power is really handed over to them, they let themselves decide the fate of this country instead of the sage from the towering palace.

Many people looked at the corpses of civil and military ministers hanging outside the Meridian Gate and became afraid.

The Emperor made it clear that he would not interfere with their decisions.

But all consequences must be paid by the person who made the decision.

And once the wrong decision is made, the price will undoubtedly be heavy.

The punishment ranges from exile to decapitation.

Gao Lin had heard such a joke circulated among civil servants.

“Sometimes I really miss the days when the Hongwu Dynasty went to court

The officialdom at that time was very simple.

Good job, promotion

Can't do it well. "

Although it was just a joke among civil servants after dinner.

But when good times really come.

Instead, they became extra cautious in speaking and acting because they were afraid of taking responsibility.

During this period, the violent arguments that were once rampant in the Ming Dynasty's officialdom were much less frequent.

Everyone began to focus on doing some practical things and no longer dared to talk casually.

This should be considered a good thing!

Gao Lin thought to himself.

Jiang Ding was the first minister of Conglong among the former military attachés in Beijing to stand up and support the emperor.

Although he was the emperor's uncle, obviously no one could question his achievements.

He was ordered to rebuild Jingwei's martial arts school and select the most capable men from all over the world to train as generals.

It even made him vaguely appear to be the leader of the generals in the world.

Gao Lin once thought about defecting to Jiang Ding when he was desperate.

However, later the Jurchens were included, and the court was still doubtful about some generals in Liaodong because of previous events.

But Jurchen affairs must be handled by a general who is familiar with Jurchen customs.

So Gao Lin successfully obtained the position of Jurchen Comfort General conferred by the imperial court.

"By the way, Commander Qiu, there is something I wonder if you know."

While waiting for the emperor, Gao Lin thought for a moment and thought this was an excellent opportunity.

Qiu Luan turned his head and looked at the warrior in front of him.

The blood of the dragon bird flowing in Jin Yiwei's body was boiling and twisting uneasily when the two met for the first time.

This means that the Liaodong warrior in front of him is a more difficult opponent than it seems.

"What's it about?" Qiu Luan asked, but when he saw Gao Lin's mouth shape, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Little Mu King——"

Finally, has this day come?

Since the homesick rebels captured Prince Mu's Mansion.

King Mu was killed, and Mu Ying's bloodline either died or escaped.

Wait until the imperial army defeats the homesick rebels and regains the southwest.

It should have established Prince Mu's Mansion again and continued to guard the southwest in the name of the imperial court.

It's a pity that although the army won the victory, the descendants of Prince Mu's Palace have not appeared for a long time.

There were a few pretenders, but after Qin Tianjian used different techniques to test their bloodlines, they were all pulled out and executed by the Jinyi guards in the name of insulting the imperial court.

The position of King Mu is vacant.

After soliciting the emperor's opinion, the imperial court enfeoffed the officers, soldiers and generals who had contributed to the recapture of the southwest in the mountains of the southwest, set up military mansions, and administered them in parallel to the prefectures and counties.

The status of the military government is temporarily higher than that of states and counties.

On the one hand, the imperial court still had doubts about the loyalty of chieftains from various places to the imperial court.

Therefore, in addition to forcing them to accept the management of prefectures and counties, and sending all their children to the Imperial Academy in the capital to study.

In addition, military camps were set up in various places to monitor these mountain barbarian aliens.

If he dares to lie, the military government will immediately send his cavalry down to the field, pull out his camp, plunder his young men and women and organize them into a guard station, while the chiefs and chiefs will pressure them into the capital for questioning.

On the other hand, the homesick thieves fled westward, and there was still the possibility of a comeback.

The southwest region is basically divided into two military offices. One is the Luchuan Prefecture. Qiu Luan is the commander-in-chief of Luchuan and manages Lingbei. The other is the Lingnan Xuanwei Envoy under Luo An, who is responsible for managing the local chieftains and is responsible for Lingnan. .

As for the financial resources in the southwest, apart from the part that was to be handed over to the court, the remaining half was used by the state capital for its own use, and the other half was paid to Prince Mu's Palace to prepare the army and be ready to suppress the rebellion of the chieftains in various places.

But now King Mu has disappeared without a trace.

This money and the chieftain's contribution were all allocated by the two military offices under Qiu Luan and Luo An.

If Prince Mu's palace is rebuilt, then the two military palaces established by the imperial court in the southwest will inevitably be disbanded.

For many warriors who have become accustomed to their rule in the southwest.

For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, it would be best for a person like King Mu to die if he lost his land and lost his army.

However, it is clear that the Emperor of Heaven still has hope in whether King Mu's descendants are alive.

Within two years, multiple edicts were issued in succession to ask the southwest government to try to find the whereabouts of King Xiao Mu.

Although Qiu Luan is not as extreme as Luo An, he wants to get rid of the possible Xiao Mu King quickly.

But obviously, he was not willing to let a child who grew up relying on the merits of his ancestors sit on his head and divide his money and people.

"He appeared...or can you say for sure?"

Qiu Luan asked.

He made a gesture, and Gao Lin knew what he meant.

"Qin Tian Jian probably hasn't received the news yet, but this time the people came on an Annan ship. Our people have inspected the things they brought with them. They are the specifications of Prince Mu's palace, and there is a possibility that they are Prince Mu himself. Very big-"

When Gao Lin mentioned that it was very possible, Qiu Luan's eyes flashed with a stern look.

But soon, he took all the killing energy into his eyes.

"Where are the boats and people now?"

The two of them were leaning on the deck, the sea breeze was blowing, the sea was rough, and the sound of the waves covered up their secret words.

Over there, Zhang Fawei and others were chatting happily with Liu Qingyuan and other civil servants.

Zhang Fawei seemed to have heard something, but he only glanced at Qiu Luan and continued talking to Liu Qingyuan about whether Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion could be allowed to sail to the West on a boat from the Ministry of Rites to spread the gospel of the Taoist ancestors overseas.

The internal struggles in the imperial court have nothing to do with Taoist people like them.

He didn't have to worry about King Mu who was far away in the southwest and had never donated a penny to the Tianshi Mansion.

(End of this chapter)