Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 552

"Abu Nai is such a brave dog."

Hauge said coldly, staring fiercely at the grassland in front of him. The hillside under his feet seemed to have suffered a crime, and a large piece collapsed.

"Do you think he's going to run away?"

"will not!"

A smile appeared on Nikan's black and gray face: "Abu Nai still lacked confidence after running from Yizhou to the edge of the Great Wall."

"But they have muskets."

Hauge waved his hand, as if he wanted to catch the eagle in the sky: "If you take refuge in the Ming people, you will have courage. Now I want to see if the Mongols are brave enough..."

After finishing speaking, he directly stepped on the horse and said to the people behind him: "Chahar Abu Nai betrayed the Qing Dynasty and took away the money and women and let you deal with them. After today, the Chahar tribe will no longer be listed in the grassland..."

All of a sudden, Wanqi galloped, and the horses neighed. A large-scale cavalry battle would be staged outside Xuanfu.

……

With the green shoots of spring, along with the new rise of the early sun, the city of Beijing woke up again.

"Master, why did you wake up so early? It's Xiumu today!"

When Mingyue saw Zhu Jing getting up sleepily, she hurriedly supported her.

"The military situation is urgent these days, so the inner city needs to be carefully watched."

Zhu Jing shook her head, washed up and left with a few buns in her mouth.

By the time they got into the carriage and arrived at the Yamen, it was already daylight.

"Commander—"

When Qianhu on duty saw him coming, he immediately cheered up.

"There is no military situation at night!"

Zhu Jing asked.

"No!" Qianhu said.

After talking for a few words, he couldn't sit on the cold bench in the yamen, so he found a teahouse to sit down and drink tea with a waist knife.

A warm atmosphere spread over his body, and various voices came from his ears.

"Tell me, isn't this Dutchman also a redhead? Why don't other redheads help?"

"There are many red-haired countries, just like our North Korea and Annan. People look similar, but they are actually two different things..."

"Go to Taiwan government to give you a hundred acres of land, is it true or not?"

"It was written in the communiqué and drafted by the cabinet. How can it be false?"

Speaking of this, a big man snorted and said: "It's just that remote place, how can we be as happy as the roots of our imperial city, I would rather be a beggar than go there..."

As he spoke, he drank the tea brewed with broken powder in one gulp, full of vigor.

"Hey, what you think is quite beautiful." The other person said coldly: "The soldiers and horses of the five cities are now only arresting beggars. I heard that they will all be sent to the Taiwan government to live with the red hair—"

Hearing this, Zhu Jing smiled knowingly.

The Taiwan government was first established, and the territory of the imperial court was huge, but no one was willing to go there.

In a land with less than [-] people, and was ruled by the red hair, and traveled thousands of miles across the sea, this is nothing like being an official, it is simply suffering.

I heard that officials are being elected to Taiwan, and the Ministry of Officials is crowded with people these days, and no one wants to go.

In the end, the emperor also found it absurd, and directly appointed Yang Tingjian, the champion of Chongzhen for 16 years, as the prefect of Taiwan.

At this time, the Jinshi of Guiweike in Chongzhen came into the eyes of the court, and it was also to give these young Jinshi who had escaped from officials a chance.

That is to say, as long as there are no tainted Jinshi, all vacancies in the magistrate county will be awarded, and every vacancy will be filled.

Thinking like this, he suddenly saw Bing Ma Si brothers start to clean up the street, and after a while, he saw a horse galloping towards him with a flag on his body, galloping vigorously.

There is no need to shout, let alone give way.

It seems to be used to it, and the street will return to normal after a while.

"Chahar Department—"

Zhu Jing was shocked and ran out immediately.

"Hey, guest..." Xiaoer just wanted to stop him, but a penny was already placed on the table in the hotel, and he burst into joy instantly.

At this time, in the imperial garden, the emperor was half lying down, basking in the sun, surrounded by a group of flowers, and his breath smelled like flowers.

In the face of rules and traditions, Zhu Yixi always likes to break, especially when receiving ministers, he always likes to come to His Highness to breathe fresh air.

And for the ministers, the pressure has been reduced a lot, and they are more calm.

In front of him, stood the newly appointed prefect of Taiwan, the 16-year champion of Chongzhen, and the 40-year-old champion Yang Tingjian.

Although it was only five years ago when he was the No. [-] scholar, he is now an old man who is over fifty years old.

This is also the reason why Zhu Yixi let him be the magistrate at ease. He is old and stable.

Of course, seeing the number one scholar with a white beard mixed in, Zhu Yixi couldn't help but think that the imperial examination has no age limit, which is not good for the country!
"Although there are four counties in Taiwan, chicken coops and fresh water are like villages. There are only a thousand fishermen in Penghu, and only the big ones are the real ones..."

After introducing the situation in Taiwan, the emperor saw that his attitude was correct, so he couldn't help asking: "What do you think the prefect of Taiwan is doing now?"

Is this elegant?
Yang Tingjian thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the new establishment of Taiwan, in my opinion, the most important thing is to deal with the relationship between the Tibetans and the Han people, and the second is to relocate the people to fill the county and increase the household registration..."

"You're right on both counts."

Unexpectedly, the emperor said: "But the most important thing at the moment is the relationship between Haili, especially the Netherlands and other countries and my Ming Dynasty."

"The imperial court is short of money, but those western barbarians have a lot of gold and silver. The Taiwan government allows them to build commercial halls and live there, just to make that money."

Although the emperor opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut about money, Yang Tingjian deeply understood that money was really related to the life and death of the court after experiencing the embarrassment during the Chongzhen period.

"I understand." Yang Tingjian nodded seriously.

"No, you don't understand."

The emperor shook his head and smiled: "As long as we have Haili, the conflict between the Tibetans and the Han will be eased, the household registration will be smooth, and the migration of the population will continue."

"As long as you expand the sea trade and do it well, all difficulties will not be difficult."

"The world is prosperous, it's all for profit, the world is bustling, it's all for profit—"

As he said that, the emperor got up, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "I hope that after you take office, Danshui and Chicken Coop can truly become a county."

"This humble minister will live up to His Majesty's expectations—"

As he said that, he knelt down and kowtowed seriously, with a tenacity that would not give up until he reached his goal.

"Your Majesty..." At this moment, Tian Ren came quickly with a serious face.

"You go down!"

After waving his hand, Zhu Yixi dismissed him, and then asked, "Where is it?"

"Zhangjiakou!"

"how?"

Tian Ren handed over the military newspaper directly.

Zhu Yixi took it apart directly, looked at it at a glance, then looked at it carefully, and finally smiled:
"Defeated first and then tied, the Chahar Department kept it..."

The Chahar Department is actually not important. The most important thing is that the grassland north of Xuanfu must not be occupied by Manqing, otherwise it will be difficult for him to sit on his buttocks.

Therefore, after Abu Nai was defeated in the first battle, there were tens of thousands of cavalry who supported him.

With the help of the Ming army, he did not hesitate to exchange his life for his life. In this way, Hauge could not bear too many losses and was forced to withdraw from the battlefield.

And Kalkha Mongolia, who was dawdling, naturally retreated.

The Chahar tribe was saved, and the rule of the Manchus over the grasslands had also been shaken.

(End of this chapter)