I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Time flies by so fast, March is here in the blink of an eye.

The cold winter has passed quietly, and the trees that were originally sleeping are gradually waking up and blooming with new green buds and leaves.

Jizhou, inside the Governor's Mansion.

At this time, in the hall, Governor Yang Xuan of Jiliao was discussing the next strategic deployment with Yang Bo, the left minister of the Ministry of War, and many senior generals.

As the organizer of this meeting, Yang Xuan naturally took the main seat. Even though he had tried his best to suppress it, Yang Xuan could not hide the excitement in his heart at this time.

Not long ago, the imperial court officially appointed Yang Xuan as the general to conquer the captives, responsible for commanding the imperial army, while Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou were appointed deputy generals to assist from the side.

While the nine-border border troops and the elite guards were being mobilized, the corresponding food, wages and weapons, as well as baggage supplies, grain and grass, etc., were also being transported in an orderly manner.

Yang Xuan knew very well that if he won this battle, he would remove the last obstacle to the Ming Dynasty and make an immortal contribution.

When the time comes, his name will be engraved in history books and praised by future generations.

In the room, Yang Xuan took his eyes back from the map lying in front of him, then looked at the many senior generals present, and said loudly: "Everyone, before this, the imperial court has issued a notice saying that Tumut The Anda Khan of our army shows signs of aggressively invading our Ming border!"

"The imperial court has ordered all guard posts to be on strict guard, and any news will be reported immediately. In addition, after the imperial court's baggage, food and grass, and the nine-sided border troops are all in place, we will send our troops north to wipe out the Tatars in one fell swoop!"

"Yes, General!"

As soon as Yang Xuan finished speaking, many generals in the room stood up from their seats and responded enthusiastically.

For these generals, as long as the war starts, it means that there are countless achievements to be made, and they can go further when the time comes.

After that, Yang Xuan looked around, raised his hand, pressed it down, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

After everyone sat down, Yang Xuan looked back and continued.

"In this battle, the imperial court estimates that 260,000 troops will be used. Among them, 80,000 troops will be deployed in Jizhou, and 150,000 troops will be mobilized from various towns. Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou will be responsible for commanding more than 25,000 soldiers. Among them are more than 18,000 vehicle battalion troops."

"Not only that, Duke Cheng Guo will personally lead the Shenji Battalion and join the battle with the army!"

After Yang Xuan announced in front of everyone that Duke Cheng Guo was going to join the war with the army, the room fell into a dead silence, and everyone's faces were full of disbelief.

After all, that was Duke Cheng Guo, the most top clan member and noble in the Ming Dynasty.

But now, this extremely noble Duke Cheng is going to the battlefield with them!

Then, a general stood up from his seat, looked in the direction of Yang Xuan, mustered up his courage, and asked: "General...General, what you just said, Duke Cheng Guo will also join the battle. The news, is it true?"

When Yang Xuan heard this, he glanced at the general indifferently, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Well, this is natural!"

Seeing that the news that Duke Cheng Guo was about to join the war was personally acknowledged by Yang Xuan, the general who conquered the captives, the look of horror on everyone's faces became even worse.

"By the way, why did Duke Cheng lead his army to join the war?"

At this moment, this is the lingering doubt in the minds of many generals present.

And Yang Xuan did not mean to answer their doubts. Instead, he withdrew his gaze and continued to announce the relevant arrangements.

Later, seeing that the meeting was coming to an end, Yang Xuan glanced at the many generals present one by one and said in a deep voice.

"The war is coming. You all go down and prepare your soldiers. You must not slack off. Do you understand?"

"Yes, General!"

As soon as Yang Xuan finished speaking, many generals present stood up from their seats one after another, leaned down, and responded in unison.

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After the generals left one after another, only Yang Xuan, the governor of Jiliao, and Yang Bo, the left minister of the Ministry of War, were left in the hall.

After that, Yang Xuan looked in the direction of Yang Bo and asked with worry: "Brother Weiyue, in your opinion, why did the imperial court send Duke Cheng to participate in the war?"

When Yang Bo heard this, he shook his head in a subtle way, with a look of helplessness on his face, and turned to say: "Oh, my dear brother, we are not allowed to participate in this matter in the court!"

When Yang Bo said this, he paused for a moment and then added: "We just need to focus on the present!"

After listening to Yang Bo's words, Yang Xuan nodded and said in agreement: "Brother Wei Yue is right, we really shouldn't get too involved in matters in the court!"

Seeing that Yang Xuan listened to his advice, Yang Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

In Yang Bo's view, ever since Yang Xuan defeated the 30,000 Tatar army that came to invade the Ming Dynasty and captured Tumaihan alive, he has gradually become arrogant and arrogant, arrogant and unable to listen to opinions.

This situation became more serious after Yang Xuan led his army to assist Tumaihan in quelling the Chahar rebellion.

Although Yang Bo had also warned him about this, he had little effect, because every time this topic was brought up, Yang Xuan would deliberately avoid it and change the subject.

Thinking of this, a look of worry appeared on Yang Bo's face. In his opinion, being arrogant and arrogant is fatal to a coach.

Then, Yang Bo organized the words in his mind, looked in the direction of Yang Xuan with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yi Gong!"

When the words fell, Yang Xuan turned around subconsciously and looked in the direction of Yang Bo. His face was full of doubts and he asked: "Brother Weiyue, what's the matter?"

Yang Bo took in the expression on Yang Xuan's face. After pondering for a moment, he then said: "Brother Yi Gong, don't you feel that you have changed a little?"

"You have become arrogant, arrogant, and unable to listen to other people's opinions. You know your current identity, but I am the general of the Ming Dynasty. What you hold in your hands is the life of 260,000 elite soldiers of my Ming Dynasty!"

When Yang Bo said this, his tone suddenly increased. When Yang Xuan saw that Yang Bo was showing no mercy, a trace of sullenness flashed across Yang Xuan's face, and he immediately glared.

But Yang Bo didn't seem to care about this, and just continued in a calm voice: "Brother, we have worked together for so many years. You might as well calm down and think about it. Since you helped Tumaihan pacify After the Chahar tribe's rebellion, has his temper become even more violent..."

Under Yang Bo's narration, Yang Xuan gradually calmed down and began to analyze his heart objectively.

Gradually, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yang Xuan's forehead, because he discovered that the fact was exactly as Yang Bo said, and he began to become arrogant and arrogant.

At the same time, Yang Xuan also noticed Yang Bo's good intentions. Yang Bo really regarded him as a close friend, so he spoke out and dared to remonstrate and said such unpleasant words.

Time passed by so slowly. I don’t know how long it had passed. I saw Yang Xuan come back to his senses, looked in the direction of Yang Bo, with a look of shame on his face, and said sincerely: "As the saying goes, loyal words are harsh to the ears. Today I Yang Xuan has finally seen it!"

"Brother Wei Yue, thank you for standing up and reminding me. Otherwise, I might have made a big mistake!"

Yang Bo didn't care about this, he just waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, brother-in-law, we have been friends for so many years, how can I just watch you make a big mistake?"

"You must know that the purpose of the imperial court's deployment of the nine-border border army this time is to complete its efforts in one battle and completely eliminate Anda Khan in order to avenge the one-shot attack of the year!"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan agreed with this, nodded, and said with emotion: "Yes, the court is serious about it this time!"

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On the other side, the Forbidden City, the Cabinet.

As the weather gradually warms up, the cabinet has become extremely busy. Orders, like snowflakes, are passed through the cabinet, the central department of the Ming Dynasty, to the six departments, and then the six departments implement them one by one.

Since the military force mobilized by the imperial court this time was far greater than before, the complicated personnel appointments and the mobilization of supplies and supplies have exhausted everyone in the cabinet.

In the cabinet, Yan Song put aside the completed memorial in his hand, turned around, looked in the direction of Xu Jie, and confirmed: "Mr. Is everything normal about the transportation of grain and grass?"

When Xu Jie heard Yan Song's words, he nodded and said in agreement: "Mr. Yan Ge, don't worry. In terms of ordnance, grain and grass, the Ministry of Revenue is already working hard to transport them. In addition, there are many caravans also. Help us adjust our luck!"

After hearing the news from Xu Jie, Yan Song nodded and gradually relaxed.

After that, he picked up the tea cup with wolfberry water on the table, took a sip, faced everyone, and said comforting words: "It will be better after this period of busy work!"

Xu Jie on the side heard Yan Song's words, glanced at Yan Song calmly, and complained secretly: "This Yan Song, he can stand and talk without backache!"

At this time, Xu Jie's eyes were bloodshot and his whole spirit seemed very depressed. He had not slept much for two days in a row.

The Ministry of Hubu is responsible for the food and supplies required by the 260,000-strong army, and this burden all falls on Xu Jie, the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu.

All matters large and small need to be decided by Xu Jie, the Minister of Household Affairs.

Recently, the entire department of the Ministry of Household Affairs has been operating under high load. There are many officials from top to bottom, like Xu Jie, who have not slept for two days.

At this moment, Zhang Juzheng, who was not far away, also put the completed memorial in his hand aside, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

Although Zhang Juzheng was the youngest in the entire cabinet, his mental outlook was not much better than that of Xu Jie.

After all, the Ministry of War needs to mobilize 260,000 troops, of which 150,000 troops are drawn from the important towns on the nine sides. The generals in charge have different temperaments.

When dispatching, many factors should be considered, so that people can make the best use of their talents and avoid conflicts. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Juzheng appears mentally and physically exhausted.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the cabinet, and not long after, a subordinate was seen walking into the cabinet quickly.

After the subordinate official entered the cabinet, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Yan Song and Xu Jie.

Immediately afterwards, the subordinate official took out the letter from his sleeve, raised it high above his head, and reported in a deep voice: "Mr. Ge, the envoy sent by the imperial court to the Chahar tribe has sent someone to deliver it. Got this letter!”

As soon as these words came out, they instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the cabinet. Immediately, Yan Song glanced at the subordinate official and ordered in a deep voice: "Bring the letter!"

"Yes, Mr. Yan Ge!"

After receiving the letter, Yan Song immediately opened it and read the contents in detail.

Time passed by slowly. I don’t know how long it had passed. Yan Song put the letter in his hand aside, stroked his beard, and had an inexplicable smile on his face.

Seeing this, Xu Jie on the side couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked: "Mr. Yan Ge, what is written on this?"

When Yan Song heard this, he just glanced at Xu Jie quite indifferently, and then handed out the letter in his hand: "The messenger mentioned in the letter that the ruling Amutai of the Chahar tribe has decided to send More than 15,000 elite cavalry will go into battle with me, the Ming Dynasty!"

After taking the letter from Yan Song, Xu Jie glanced at the contents of the letter. The contents were exactly the same as what Yan Song had said before.

After browsing the contents of the letter, Xu Jie handed it to Hu Zongxian and said with emotion: "Yes, I'm afraid they hate me more than Ming Dynasty!"

When Xu Jie said this, he paused for a moment and then continued to add: "After all, it was the Tumut tribe where Anda Khan belonged to that drove the Chahar tribe out of the grassland!"

At this moment, Hu Zongxian on the side narrowed his eyes and said with emotion while handing the letter in his hand to Gao Gong.

"It is actually Amutai, the ruler, who advocates sending more than 15,000 elite cavalry to fight with our Ming Dynasty. It seems that this person has a big plan!"

"No matter what, as long as they behave obediently and be my dogs, it doesn't matter who will sit in that position!"

When Hu Zongxian's words fell, Zhang Juzheng shook his head incomprehensibly and spoke in agreement.

After everyone in the cabinet finished reading the contents of the letter, Yan Song cleared his throat, faced everyone, and suggested: "We must inform His Majesty of such important news as soon as possible. What do you think?"

"Well, what Mr. Yan Ge said makes sense. Military and national affairs cannot be delayed. We must inform His Majesty of this news as soon as possible!"

As soon as Yan Song finished speaking, Xu Jie stood up and responded without thinking. (End of chapter)