Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 85 A corner of Liaodong, the dilemma of Jianzhou
  Wang Qi said these words arrogantly, which reminded Wang Huazhen of the brat who followed her behind and wanted to ride a horse when she was a child.

In the blink of an eye, that kid has grown up and even become a powerful person.
  "You shouldn't resign the position of Marquis. My uncle's problem will be solved by going to Beijing this time. You shouldn't gamble with your future!" Wang Huazhen shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

"Let's talk about this later. The house in the capital has been tidied up. I'll accompany you there." Wang Qi did not directly answer Wang Huazhen's words. He still stood respectfully beside Wang Huazhen.

Qin Erbao is three steps away, ready to be dispatched at any time.

"Well, there are too many people here, so let's hurry up and enter the city!" Wang Huazhen looked at the busy official road, and then looked at the towering Beijing city wall in the distance.

There, there were countless eyes staring at the uncle and nephew.

Wang Huazhen's identity is sensitive, and Wang Qi is at the center of the whirlpool. A little carelessness could lead to disaster.
  Traveling by car and sedan, Wang Huazhen arrived at Wang Qi's residence in Beijing about half an hour later.

The house in the capital was originally given to Wang Qi by Emperor Tianqi. In the past few days, Wang Qi sent people to tidy up the main house.

"Brother Qi, are you still used to living in the capital?" After taking a break, Wang Huazhen walked into the house. The corridors, landscapes and gardens gave it a Jiangnan atmosphere.

When my uncle and Wang Qi first met, they didn't know how to address their nephew, who was already well-known. Now the two of them were walking in the garden scenery in tandem. The words "Brother Qi" brought the uncle and nephew closer together. .

"The scenery is so exquisite, and the city is worthy of its name," Wang Qi said with a smile, "It's just people. They don't have the structure and atmosphere of the three-hundred-year-old empire. They are all burdened by reputation, and they interfere with national affairs with party fighting!"

Wang Huazhen was also a court official and a Jinshi, so she naturally knew what the party struggle Wang Qi was talking about.

Speaking of which, Wang Huazhen can be considered a member of the Donglin Party, but now due to the situation, he has been abandoned by Donglin.

"You also know that the party is interfering with state affairs!" Wang Huazhen sat in the pavilion, looking at the pool of water in the center. From time to time, koi fish jumped out of it. They were extremely beautiful, but they had no intention of admiring them. He said in a deep voice: "The situation in the court is in chaos. You Why do you want to make a big wish to level Liao in three years?"

"Uncle," Wang Qi looked at his uncle. He did not answer Wang Huazhen's question, but asked: "What do you think of the situation in Liaodong?"

Seeing Wang Qi talking about political affairs, Wang Huazhen said sternly: "The Eight Banners are invincible. It is not groundless. Just relying on the soldiers in your hands is not enough! In the three years of Ping Liao, if Zuo Guangdou was here, I am afraid he would directly refute you. The court's joking can be called deceiving the emperor!"

Because of the Horqin Grassland incident, Liaodong Governor Zuo Guangdou had been recalled to the capital and arrived in Beijing three days later than Wang Qi.

"When did Zuo Guangdou know how to fight?" Wang Qi's face was full of mockery. It was obvious that Wang Qi looked down upon Zuo Guangdou.

In Wang Qi's eyes, the great Confucian whose reputation was passed down to later generations may have some insights into political affairs and have the means to care for his subjects and govern the people, but as for military affairs, hey, it is not just anyone who stays in Liaodong for a month or two. , you can claim to know the soldiers.

Wang Huazhen blushed after hearing what her nephew said. She obviously felt that if Zuo Guangdou was not worthy, then he himself was even less worthy of being called a Zhibing.

In any case, Wang Huazhen still respects Zuo Guangdou after being a colleague for many years.

"Uncle, I have no intention of targeting Zuo Guangdou," Wang Qi explained: "Because in my opinion, the dilemma in Liaodong does not lie with our Ming Dynasty, but with his founding of the state! If I say something reviled by others, if I directly Give up the plan to conquer Liaodong, and instead use heavy troops to defend the central, left and right areas of Guangning to the Liaohe River. Uncle, do you think it can be defended?"

"Hiss, probably," Wang Huazhen frowned and hesitated for a while before saying, "If there is no interference from the government, keeping him for three to five years will not be a problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Huazhen widened his eyes, looked at his nephew, and said in surprise: "You don't want to delay Jianzhou to death, do you?" "I didn't say this," Wang Qi shook his head and denied: "I won't say it again!"

With two eyebrows tightly furrowed, Wang Huazhen paced in the pavilion with his hands behind his back: "If we stick to it, with the strategic depth of our Ming Dynasty and the supply of food and soldiers, it will not be a problem for three years, five years, and ten years. But he can't wait until he establishes the state of Nurhaci." ."

The founding of the state was based on the military, and the war was used to make a fortune. By looting and killing, the Eight Banners soldiers were established like a war machine.

Once it starts, it will take more than ten times the reward to satisfy the appetite of this gluttonous beast.

Therefore, in fact, the pressure of establishing a state is also very great. It must continuously open up territory, continue killing, and constantly plunder people and wealth. In addition, the establishment of a state itself is located in the northeastern part of Liaoning, with a cold climate and arid land, which is not suitable. Growing food, not to mention silk weaving, cotton spinning, sugar cane, oil and other crops.

Without war, internal divisions and conflicts would easily arise.

Moreover, a very important point: there is no gene for compromise, cooperation, or concession in the old slave's temperament. Killing is the source of strength that he has believed in for most of his life.

Huang Taiji was dead, and none of the remaining heirs had the ability to transform Hou Jin's primitive tribal form into a normal empire.

Therefore, in the next few years, Lao Nu will only launch wars more crazily to delay the internal fission of the tribe to the greatest extent.

And this is something Wang Qi can take advantage of.

After a long while, Wang Huazhen shook his head: "The court will never agree to this matter."

"It's not the imperial court," Wang Qi answered: "It's just a few leaders!"

"Ok?"

Wang Huazhen turned to look at her nephew, and it seemed strange at this moment: "Brother Qi, the court is not a battlefield, and problems are not solved by killing or annihilating the body.

"Haha, uncle is worrying too much. Am I, my nephew, that ignorant Yameni?" Wang Qi grinned, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"I will go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit in a few days. At that time, Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and others will also come together. I will find time to chat with them to ease the conflicts between you." Wang Huazhen said with a headache: "Originally, you You can marry Ye Xianggao's granddaughter and become the son-in-law of Donglin boss, why is this mess happening now!"

"We have different paths and do not work together. Even if it is a temporary relief, a more violent conflict may break out later." Wang Qi did not have any worries, nor did he have anything to worry about the boss of Donglin, but directly changed the topic. : "Uncle, let's talk about something related to you, the account book with Mao Wenlong."

Wang Huazhen shook his head first and said in a deep voice:
  "I have been writing books about sages for more than 40 years, and I still understand the words loyalty and filial piety! Most of the account books between Mao Wenlong and Mao Wenlong are full of slanderous words. I came to Beijing this time just to confront those who gave evidence! Say that I To surrender to the slaves? So, who built the defenses of Guangning City? Who appeased the Mongols who were eyeing them? Who took in and evacuated the millions of refugees?"

"In a word, I don't know whether Mao Wenlong has really surrendered to Jiannu, but I, if he can come to Beijing alone, he is determined to die to make his ambition clear!"

Hearing his uncle's angry self-defense, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Qi's face: Yes, did Mao Wenlong really join Jiannu?
  Maybe, he, Mao Wenlong, doesn't even know.

(End of this chapter)