Emperor Ming Dynasty

The next day, King Liao set off from Yuquan Mountain Villa and went straight to Yuquan Mountain Camp.

Tens of thousands of Beijing camp soldiers stationed here guard the safety of Yuquan Mountain and the west of Beijing.

Thousands of cavalry of King Liao have also been practicing here.

"Your Majesty—"

A big man galloped forward, he was wearing armor, majestic, with a machete and short guns on his horseback, all the equipment of the Beijing camp.

"Yeah!" King Liao nodded in satisfaction, "How are you feeling, brothers?"

"I want to go to the Liao Kingdom to make contributions."

"it is good!"

The King of Liao praised: "The Liao Kingdom is thousands of miles away. It is as big as two or three provinces of my Ming Dynasty. There are countless pastures and manors. As long as you dare to fight hard, this king will not be stingy with land titles."

Immediately, the king of Liao entered the Beijing camp, handed over the military order of the Imperial Commander of the Beijing camp, and signed and signed the deposit, which was considered complete.

This three thousand fine horse belongs to him.

And in the town not far away, many family members and Mongolian pasture tents also stood up, and accompanied the Liao king to the west.

Just Fan's team stretched for several miles, and there were rules for marching along the way, neither too fast nor too slow, or they would wait to scold them.

Riding on the horse, King Liao still couldn't believe that he really wanted to leave Beijing, Daming, and the land where he had lived for 20 years.

Behind her, Princess Liao opened the curtain of the car, caught a glimpse of King Liao with an inexplicable expression, and couldn't help shouting: "Your Majesty!"

"What's the matter?" King Liao turned his head and came to the carriage.

This specially-made carriage is like a small palace, with eight horses pulling it together, almost occupying the entire official road, and the luxury inside is no less than that of a palace.

"My father is at the station." Princess Liao said softly.

King Liao was startled, and immediately nodded to express his understanding.

"You continue here, I will take a step first."

The King of Liao waved his whip, and left at the head of the horse.

The guards on the side immediately chased after him.

When I got near the post station, I saw the Duke of Jin, Li Dingguo, under the shade of the tree.

He is in his fifties, his temples are slightly frosted, his face is wrinkled, and his eyes are sharp, like a sharp sword covered in dust, waiting to kill the enemy at any time.

As one of the top ten princes of the Ming Dynasty, the Duke of Jin, Li Dingguo, was as prestigious as anyone else. Whether it was conquering Guizhou, conquering Yunnan, or destroying Bukhara in the west of Ping'an, his contributions were illustrious.

The destruction of a country, especially the Bukhara Khanate, the predecessor of the Liao Kingdom, allowed Li Dingguo to establish his status as a duke in one fell swoop.

It is precisely because of this that the King of Liao married his daughter as his concubine, so as to better stabilize the Liao Kingdom and guarantee the royal power.

Similarly, King Liao also married Jia Daihua's younger sister as his side concubine in due course for the above reasons.

What the lord of a country needs is not love, but politics, especially the lord who is pro-vassal, even more so, is a political creature.

"Your Majesty is going to the Liao Kingdom, do you know if there is someone to teach you?"

After bowing and saluting, Li Dingguo went straight in, staring at the son-in-law.

"The first and most important thing is to withdraw the army."

The King of Liao didn't put on a gesture, and said with a little humility: "As long as the army is in hand, the Liao Kingdom will naturally be at peace."

"Afterwards, follow the example of the King of Qin, eliminate writing, change customs, and set up imperial examinations..."

"It's both right and wrong."

After copying with both hands, Li Dingguo shook his head: "The Liao Kingdom is very different from the Qin Kingdom."

"The Qin State was subdued as early as the Yongle Year, and it was subdued again during the Jiajing Year. The corresponding characters and etiquette are almost the same as those of the Ming Dynasty."

"The Liao Kingdom is different. Most of its people are Tartars. Although it is a khanate and the blood of the Golden Family, its appearance is tall nose and deep eyes, which is far from the Mongols."

"The more critical point is that the religion they believe in is the Peace Sect. If you go to the Liao Kingdom, you will face a struggle between the royal power and the religious power."

"Convincing those priests is your most important task, and the others have to be ranked second."

"I would like to be taught—" King Liao was stunned.

Although he doesn't know much about the Peace Sect, he still knows its strength.

In the southern border of Anxi, the Uighurs and the former Yarkand Khanate believed in this religion, as did the nearby Persia and Mughal Empires.

Under such circumstances, how could he ignore it?

After the Weng and his son-in-law chatted for a while, Li Dingguo said slowly: "Jia Daihua is still good. For his bravery, he was born in the bodyguard department and came from an honorable family. After the king became a vassal, he has to stay for a while. Listen to more letters."

Afterwards, Li Dingguo left without even going to see his daughter.

While staying at the inn, Princess Liao did not see her father, only a few brothers and sisters were comforting her.

For this trip, there are hundreds of Su brocades alone in the mansion, which cost a lot for food and clothing, and there are three more carriages.

The side concubine Jia Shi was also very happy.

Not only the Jia family, but other Wang family, historians and Xue family also came to see him off.

The gifts given by each family were no less than 5000 yuan. This was an extremely generous act, and it also represented their deep affection.

The first ones are Jia Yan and his wife.

"Son!" Jia Yan burst into tears.

This big man who had honed himself in the army for decades and suffered several traumas without frowning, was already weeping uncontrollably.

He understood that if his daughter went west this time, he might not be able to meet again in this life.

This is his only daughter, the most doting existence for so many years, how can she not shed tears?
He is also in his 50s, and no one dares to laugh at him in front of this kind of family relationship.

Jia Chenshi took her daughter's hand, reluctant to let go, and kept whispering, telling her to take care of her health:

"Mother pickled a few pots of vegetables for you. They are all your favorite food. Don't be reluctant to eat them on the road. If you don't have any, write to me, and Mother will pickle them for you."

Jia Daishan's eyes were red, looking at this sister who bullied him since childhood, his reluctance was beyond words.

"Daishan, if you are unhappy in the capital, come to Liao Kingdom." Jia Rou looked at her younger brother and said with pity:
"Not to mention anything else, I have to go all out, and I have to ask you to come to a county marquis. This is the prince. Although it is not as beautiful as the capital, there is no shortage of wealth."

Jia Daishan nodded: "I will visit you, sister."

"Okay! I'll wait for you." Jia Rou covered her mouth and smiled, but tears flowed down unconsciously.

It passed overnight, and the next day, the huge team continued to march towards the Xuan Mansion, and then passed through the Datong Mansion.

Here, the current governor of Jinsui, Sun Changzhou, has been waiting for a long time.

Last year, the emperor appointed three governors-general at one time.

That is, Yu Chenglong, governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Sun Shirui, governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and Sun Changzhou, governor of Shanxi and Sui.

Two foreign relatives and a civil servant were born as scholars, and they were rewarded as fellow Jinshi.

So the world said that the emperor employs eclectic people.

The governor of Jinsui is in charge of major military affairs in Suiyuan and Shanxi provinces, so naturally he will not supervise the same city and work in Taiyuan, but set up a government office in Datong Prefecture.

Because of this, the huge Monan was dismantled into pieces.

Facing Wang Jia, the entire Datong Mansion was waiting in full force, respectfully.

Even Sun Changzhou saluted well and did not dare to go beyond the rules.

After all, they represent the face of the Liao Kingdom.

When the King of Liao met his foreigner, he was as eager as ever, and they talked about how to control the grassland.

Sun Changzhou has rich experience from Chahar to Datong. He drank tea and said casually:
"Although I don't know much about the Liao Kingdom, I also understand that most of them are from herdsmen, and most of the herdsmen are attached to the noble chiefs, which makes the king's power weak."

"Then, is it the establishment of households for the people, or the removal of the vassal?"

"This is the worst policy." Sun Changzhou was startled, and hurriedly said: "Since there are many noble chiefs on the grassland, and there are many farmers and herdsmen, then the king will follow the truth and turn himself into the largest noble chieftain and slave owner on the grassland."

"Then slowly set up the inheritance system, pastures, and private fighting are prohibited, like chains, tightly fastened to the group of people, making them unable to move without knowing it."

"Although the army is important, the system is indeed the key."

"Don't blindly imitate Daming, otherwise you can only learn to walk in Handan and cause turmoil."

These good words and golden sentences were naturally accepted by the King of Liao.

In the end, Sun Changzhou said earnestly: "Although the imperial court divides the kings, Qin is the homeland, Qi and Yue are white lands, and only your Liao is the new land and the old people."

"Be cautious in everything, you are a role model!"

King Liao's heart tightened.

Good guy, if I can't do it as a vassal, I'm afraid it will determine the future court's attitude towards enfeoffment.

If one is not good, the brothers behind are so afraid that they hate themselves to death.

In this way, after staying in Datong Mansion for a few days, King Liao gained a lot of experience, and then he picked out some good things logically, replenished supplies, and then left slowly.

However, before leaving, he suddenly felt a little excited.

Because he saw the railroad track.

The railway tracks from Datong initiates to Beijing.

Today, it has continued westward from Datong, heading towards Suiyuan. If it continues to be built, it may reach Anxi, or Gansu at worst.

When we arrive in Gansu, will Anxi be far away?
In this way, wouldn't it be possible to reach the capital from the country of Zhao?

The speed has been reduced several times, and he can come to Beijing every few years.

"If it can really reach my Liao country, even if I have to pay for it."

King Liao said with emotion.

It's a pity that the railway track is simply not something that a small country can play with.

With so many rails, the iron materials used are innumerable, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

In today's world, only Daming can do it.

……

After King Liao left, the emperor was depressed for a few days.

Although he didn't admit it, everyone flattered him as much as possible, no matter whether it was the harem or the former court, and dared not disobey him in the slightest.

This made Zhu Yixi helplessly depressed.

Until then, Fu Wang, who was fat and shrewd, ran over panting to pay his respects.

Zhu Yixi was amused by Qi's rolling meat: "Let you exercise more usually, and look at your virtue, and you will know how to eat."

"I'm also thinking about it. It's not too hot. If I'm not careful, I'll get sick from the heat."

King Fu laughed and said, "If I fall ill and cause my father and mother to worry, it will be my unfilial piety."

"Spring and winter are too cold, summer and autumn are too hot, so you can't move all year round?"

Zhu Yixi shook his head and said, "What's the matter, I wanted to come and see me today."

No matter how big or small this group of sons were, they were all afraid of meeting his old father. They usually go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, so they must have something to do today.

Sure enough, King Fu smiled and rubbed his hands: "My son thinks this way, the sixth brother has the state of Wei, the eighth brother has the state of Zhao, and I am the only one who has not yet had a feudal state..."

"Oh, you actually have such thoughts?"

Zhu Yixi was surprised and said: "I thought that you just wanted to stay in the capital and never leave. I never thought it was because of this ambition, which is very good."

Fu Wang carefully said: "It is the son's duty to share the worries of the father and the emperor."

"It's just that you know that the son's long-cherished wish is to be filial to his father, queen, mother and concubine, so you want to bring the feudal kingdom closer..."

At this time, Zhu Yixi suddenly realized.

Well, this is retreat.

The Liao Kingdom is far away from Anxi, and it is no less than ten thousand li away from the city of Beijing. It is so far away that even if you travel by road, you have to walk for two or three months.

This terrified all the princes.

Too far.

It's not like Qin State or Qi State, you can reach Beijing city in almost ten days by boat.

So far away, almost forever, who can not care?
Moreover, in the entire Mobei area at this time, Beihai is a province and Mobei is a district, but the Chechen Khan pasture in the east and the Zasaktu Khan location in the west must not be taken into account by the imperial court.

The distance and area are enough to rob everything.

Therefore, the court's tendency is to establish a vassal state, and it must not be left empty, and then new enemies will be cultivated.

Naturally, Fu Wang saw this.

He wanted to be in Mobei.

Although the distance is two thousand miles, it is much closer than the Liao Kingdom, and it takes only half a month to return to Beijing.

"You want to go to the Chechen Khan?"

Zhu Yixi said casually.

"The son is not afraid of the wind and cold in the grassland, but only wants to be closer to his father, queen, mother and concubine."

Fu Wang said sincerely.

Zhu Yixi thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay, I will let Chen Dong send troops to gather those tribes and build a city for you."

"At that time, your Kingdom of Fortune will be complete."

"But don't complain to me about being too small in the future. I estimate that there will be at most [-] to [-] herdsmen. There are not many people..."

"My son doesn't dislike it." King Fu made a calculation in his mind, there are at most 20 good guys, is this considered a country?
However, being close to the capital city is the biggest advantage. Do you still have to worry about the cost of eating and drinking?
Thinking in this way, Zhu Yixi had another idea about the Zasaktu Khan tribe sandwiched between Anxi and Mobei.

In such a huge Mobei area, it is appropriate to set up another vassal state, which happens to be the entire Mongolian plateau, blocking the way for the Russians to go west.

In this way, the governor of Beihai is not only the governor of Mobei, but the two places of Beihai and the entire Mongolian plateau are also under his jurisdiction.

Why don't you call the Governor of Mongolia?

With so many twists and turns in her mind, Zhu Yixi didn't make a decision.

It was too difficult to choose this candidate.

Like Jilin and Heilongjiang, it is inappropriate to choose honorable officials, because the huge Lake Baikal region has a lot of suitable arable land.

Zhenfu, Zhenfu, Fumin and construction are also very important, but warriors are not suitable.

In this situation of being capable of writing and martial arts, there are very few candidates in the court.

"I still have to ask the cabinet to recommend it, so I can choose carefully. If it is directly promoted, it is indeed shameful."