In November of the first year of Emperor Yongle, the Son of Heaven summoned the Beijing Expedition, stayed behind in the military capital governor's mansion, and the officials who accompanied the northern tour entered the carrier hall to listen to the announcement.

In front of the ministers, Emperor Yongle announced the news of his return to the south.

"I have been in the north for a long time, and I am very worried when I hear that there are pirates invading Fujian Ningbo and other places."

Originally, when they heard that the emperor was going to return south, the accompanying ministers were very happy.

I'm finally going back to Nanjing, and if I don't go back, I'm afraid I'm really going to spend the New Year in Beiping.

didn't wait for the smile to hang on Lian's face, and heard the emperor mention the matter of Haikou, his heart suddenly chuckled, and he gave each other a look, could it be that the emperor didn't make a war in the north and wanted to go back to the south to fight?

The ministers' concerns are well-founded.

If it weren't for the Tatars and Warats sending envoys at the speed of light, I am afraid that the border army would have rushed out of the country under the leadership of the emperor and rushed into the steppe. With today's actions, the grassland has not been completed, and it is not impossible to find it from the south to make up for it.

But when you think about it, no one dares to ask easily.

The emperor may be brewing and has not experienced making up his mind. It's never a good idea to speak rashly and say things you shouldn't.

Ministers, you look at me, I look at you, my heart is full of twists, but none of them are the first to speak.

The hall was silent, Zhu Di was not in a hurry, nor was he angry, he habitually tapped his knees with his fingers, and there was a smile on his lips.

Meng, who had just been reinstated, stood in the ranks of military attachés, cautiously glanced up, and immediately lowered his eyes, and did not dare to come out.

Although the Son of Heaven was laughing, he laughed so much that people's hearts were cold.

At this time, it is safest to act as a set board.

The reaction of the ministers made Zhu Di very dissatisfied.

The golden coiling dragon on his shoulder seemed to feel his displeasure, roaring with his head held high, majestic and intimidating, as if it could soar into the clouds at any time, swoop into the temple, and choose people to devour.

After a long silence, Zuo Shilang of the Beijing Criminal Department boldly stepped out and said that although there was an invasion of pirates, he was not the enemy of the guards and soldiers. If you don't go ashore, you can do it, and once you get on the case, you will be captured by the officers and soldiers either dead.

When the words fell, there was immediately a military department to Zheng Sui in the matter, "There is a report from the division, last month, Renzi, the pirate invaded Fujian, and the patrol commander Li Yi led the troops to Yuzhi, although he did not capture the thief's head, but he got eight thief ships, beheaded more than 30 people, captured dozens alive, and sent the weapon to Beijing in a few days." It shows that Haikou is a problem of ringworm and scabies, and there is no need to be afraid. ”

Zhu Di looked at Zheng Sui, and saw the other party in a cold sweat and his scalp was numb, and then said: "I also heard that the Haikou invaded Fujian, and Sun Ying led a hundred households in Fuzhou Zhongwei to fight against it, and engaged the thief alliance ship, but there was no department. When Li Yi, the commander of the sea patrol, heard the news, instead of sending troops to reinforce him, he sat back and watched Sun Ying and others die in battle, and waited for the thieves to seize the boat and escape, and then took the boat and invited the merit, and polluted Sun Ying and others to fight unfavorably, and took all their credit! ”

"This ......"

Zhu Di snorted coldly, "The country is a herdsman, and the people are raising soldiers." When facing the battle of the thief, the commander should be the first! The sinner Li Yi was afraid of the thief, and he did not help when he saw his subordinates fighting to the death, and he wanted to take the merit of his subordinates, his deeds were hateful, and his crime should be punished! ”

Zheng Sui hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there is no solid evidence for this matter. Fujian commanded the envoy to report to the secretary, and Li Yi, the commander of the patrol, did have real merit, and Sun Ying of the hundred households was killed by the thieves because of the beheading of the first level, and I hope that His Majesty will be clear! ”

"Do you think what I said is true?"

"Don't dare!"

"Don't dare?"

Zhu Di sneered again, and slapped his big hand on the back of the chair, making a dull sound.

The fury of the thunder, the ministers were suddenly silent.

A voice full of anger echoed in the hall, "Don't think that if I am not in Nanjing, I will be blindfolded and covered with my eyes!" I have been fighting for more than 20 years, and I want to make a false accusation in front of me, and I have miscalculated! ”

When the words fell, Zhu Di casually took out the report of the Fujian Patrol Press Imperial History and the Judge's Office, and threw it at Zheng Sui's feet.

The recital was spread out on the ground, and every line on it was like a heavy hammer, smashing Zheng Sui, who spoke out to argue for Li Yi.

After picking up the music and reading the whole content, Zheng Sui knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty is angry, the minister is stupid, and ten thousand deaths!" ”

Zhu Di ignored him anymore, let him kneel, glanced at the ministers, and when the palace issued an edict, he sent a division to inspect the battle with the Fujian patrol according to the imperial history. The dead and wounded will be commended, cowering, sitting back and watching the war dead of their comrades be punished, and the crime of slandering the attacker will be added to the first degree!

Zheng Sui was given to the military department in the matter, and Zheng Sui was the same knowledge of Yuanzhou in order to play the mistaken dethronement, and Ma Lin was given to the military department in the matter.

For Zheng Sui, there is no more unfortunate day than today.

Ma Lin couldn't suppress his joy, came out of the ranks, and thanked the Holy Grace.

The six subjects add up to more than two digits in the matter, and each subject gives only one place in the matter. Although the official is a clear stream, but the clear stream also strives for the top, right?

Zheng Sui was dragged down, and Zhu Di said stiffly: "The rule of the country is clearly rewarded and punished, meritorious service should be rewarded, and the guilty will be punished!" I don't dare to compare myself with Yao Shun, but I hope that the rule of law will rule the world with this! ”

"Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live!"

The ministers bowed, and Meng chanted while pondering in his heart what the intention of Emperor Yongle's move was.

Although I can't understand all the purposes of Emperor Yongle, there is one point, when today's events come out, the generals of the border will tense their nerves, and even if they return to the south, they will not slack off easily. In a short period of time, the erroneous idea of "the sky is high and the emperor is far away" will never have much market.

The Son of Heaven is in the north, and he still knows everything about the south. When you go back to the south, you ignore the things in the north? It's simply impossible!

No matter how far away he is, if he dares to break the law and discipline, he will never escape a knife in the neck after the incident.

It's not just Meng who wants to understand, but also the civil and military forces present, as long as their heads are not plugged, they can understand Zhu Di's intentions to some extent.

The four words "hiding from the sky and crossing the sea" basically do not exist in Zhu Di's dictionary.

Whoever dares to do this in front of him is basically not far from death.

Li Yi, who lied about his military exploits, Zhu Di changed his words and returned to the matter of returning to the south. The ministers wiped the cold sweat while carefully observing the emperor's expression.

The mind of the Son of Heaven is becoming more and more difficult to guess. The emperor's mental technique is really not something that ordinary people can guess.

Meng stood behind Shen Xuan and remained silent throughout.

Now, he is not only the governor of the military capital of the army, but also the Zuo Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple of the Xingbu Department, shouldering two positions, spanning civil and military, and still guarding Daning on his head, and soon he will have to deal with the envoys of the grassland tribes and the leader of the savage Jurchen who are in the hall, and he has been put on the fire.

For your own personal safety and the smooth progress of the work, it is better to keep a low profile.

Although Dingyuan Hou promised to help as much as he could, at the end of the day, he still needed to complete the matter by himself.

Find a helper, you can.

Looking for a gunner, it won't work.

Emperor Yongle discussed with his ministers about returning to the south, in order to provoke the Tatar Warat plan to proceed smoothly. He knew better than anyone that if he didn't leave, Varat and Tatar would not be able to fight at all.

With Zhu Di holding a knife and watching, can Ghost Lichi and Ma Hamu fight desperately with confidence?

Unless the head is caught in the door.

If he wanted to make Tatar and Warat pinch each other, Emperor Yongle understood that it was better for him to set off early.

Meng didn't dare to pack the ticket, Zhu Di walked with the front foot, and the back foot could make Tatar and Warat pick up the knife and fight hard. But he can guarantee that if Zhu Di does not leave, he may not be able to burn immediately if he sets fire on the grassland.

After dragging Shen Xuan to strengthen his courage and make a speech to Emperor Yongle, Zhu Di expressed his deep agreement, and then summoned the ministers to release the news of returning to the south, and at the same time tightened the skin of the guards on the side of the stopper.

I'm not here, and don't give me a real moth!

In the end, the date for the return of the Son of Heaven was set at the end of November, which meant that there were less than ten days left for the Tatar and Warat envoys in the Huiguan to operate.

After the ministers dispersed, Zhu Di left Meng alone.

Meng Shishilang didn't have the courage to pull Shen Xuan again, so he could only obediently follow Zheng He to the warm pavilion.

patted his chest, and in his arms he was racking his brains to write a good note.

Thinking about the affirmative answer given by Shen Xuan, Meng instantly gained confidence.

Don't be afraid!

Nothing to be afraid of!

Just tell the truth!

Walking into the Xinuan Pavilion, Meng took a deep breath and bowed, "Minister Meng, meet Your Majesty!" ”

The door of the warm pavilion was closed, covering Meng's back and blocking the sound of indoor and outdoor sounds.

Two chamberlains were guarding outside the warm pavilion, and several Yu Lin Wei and Jin Wuwei walked in front of the hall. Layers of dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the wind began in the north and will soon sweep across the grassland.

Outside the palace, Shen Xuan looked back at his horse, Zhang Fu walked to him, followed his line of sight, and asked curiously, "What is Ziyu looking at?" ”

"Nothing." Shen Xuan took the reins of the horse, knocked the horse's belly lightly, and the horse's hooves clattered on the road, gradually speeding up from slow pace, leaving only a back for Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu shook the horsewhip, still puzzled.

In November of the first year of Emperor Yongle, heavy snowfall mixed with hail swept the entire northern Xinjiang.

Shuntian Bafu, Daning, Xuanfu, and Jizhou are all covered by ice and snow. Datong in Shanxi Province was also hit by heavy snowfall, and Liaodong and other places were even more affected.

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of the Han Dynasty, went on the table, and the snowstorm plummeted, the Xuanfu was affected, and the grassland was even worse. Recently, Tatar rangers have been seen spying on border towns, waiting for an opportunity to capture and plunder villages and forts, and many villagers have been killed.

"Erchen knocked, transferred to the level, Xuanfu, Datong border army out of the fortress, and eliminated the thieves."

Before the above table, Zhu Gaoxu and Zheng Heng had led troops to expel the Tatar cavalry, but unfortunately the effect was not great.

The weather was bad and the visibility was too low, and the Tatar cavalry knew the essence of guerrilla warfare well, aimed at a target, and sneaked up on the border army when it was changing shifts. Disperse the battle, come and go like the wind.

When the border army saw the wolf smoke, just when the time came, the people had already run away and disappeared. Looking at the mess and the dead and wounded crying people, I was so angry that I scolded X, but I couldn't catch them.

The first to plunder were the Tatars, and soon the Varat joined the raiders.

The Xuanfu was in a hurry, Zhu Gaoxu was on the table, and Zheng Heng was sparse.

Gansu was also in an emergency, and the chief military officer He Fuzuo asked for troops, and it was said that there was accurate information that the Tatar Tatan tribe leader Long Vulture Lu Gray and others were plotting in Bulao Mountain to invade Ningxia. Please ask the emperor to allow the border army to go out of the fortress and strike first.

Zhu Di did not play immediately, but strictly ordered the border army to strengthen their vigilance, beware of this as a plan to attack the east and the west.

Although Ningxia is an important town, the oil and water are far less abundant than Datong and Xuanfu.

The Tartars released the news to rob Ningxia, I am afraid that it is not as simple as it seems.

He Fu's request was not approved, and Zhu Gaoxu naturally couldn't get his father to nod.

No approval, no approval, Zhu Di didn't plan to be polite to Tartar. The edict was sent to the guards on the border, and the guiding ideology was that in general, the defense should be the mainstay, and in case of special circumstances, they should do it themselves.

As Zhu Di's own son, although he is occasionally fooled by his father and can't find the north, most of the time, Zhu Gaoxu's political and military sense is still quite keen.

Do it yourself?

Okay, then do it yourself.

Zhu Gaoxu immediately ordered the implementation of the fortified wall and the clearing of the wilderness, and all the nearby villages and tuns were transferred to the fortress, and those who could not be defended by the fortress were all moved into the city.

"Don't give the Tartars a grain of grain!"

At the same time, the fire and thunder transported from Kaipingwei were sent to the head of the city, and the fortress at the key point was also equipped with a small amount.

The snow was so heavy that it froze when you exhaled.

The guns are not easy to use, and the artillery is less powerful, but the fire and thunder can explode. The craftsmen of the Kaiping Wei Miscellaneous Bureau improved the fire and thunder, and used it to defend the city and the fortress, which was more powerful.

After some arrangement, Zheng Heng had to sigh at Zhu Gaoxu's cleverness.

Tartar Koubian, in order to grab food.

It is a clever plan to carry out the practice of clearing the wilderness, so that the Tartars cannot grab a grain of grain, run in vain, and send troops to attack when they are tired, and kill and injure them with fire and thunder and rockets.

"Your Highness is clever!"

Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand, "This plan is not alone. ”

"Who is it?"

"Yes...... It's not lonely anyway. Halfway through Zhu Gaoxu's words, he remembered the meaning of someone's letter, and swallowed the three words back into his throat.

Xingningbo wants to keep a low profile, and as a close friend, he should be considerate.

Zhu Gaoxu was reluctant to say, and Zheng Heng did not ask again, but only suggested sending a letter to He Fu to inform him of this method, whether it is adopted or not, it will fulfill the friendship of colleagues.

"This letter should be written by His Highness himself."

Zhu Gaoxu did not nod, but pushed this opportunity to give favors to Zheng Heng.

"Lone was ordered to prepare Bian Tuntian, and it would be more appropriate to hand over the matter of delivering the news to Marquis Ning Yuanhou to Wu'an."

Zheng Heng's eyes flashed with momentary surprise, but Zhu Gaoxu didn't say anything more, and after saying goodbye, he personally led his subordinates to patrol the city.

Standing on top of the city, the armor on his body could not stop the wind, and the red cloak danced wildly in the wind. The pennant of the helmet was torn by the wind, and the snow and the exhaled white breath curled a layer of hoarfrost on the eyebrows.

Zhu Gaoxu clenched his fists and looked into the distance, his gaze seemed to pass through the layers of snow curtains, looking into the deepest part of the grassland. There were the king's tents of the Devil and Maham, and the cattle and sheep of the tribes of Tatar and Warat.

Pushing off Zheng Heng's kindness, he has a struggle. But it is more important to win the trust and respect of the emperor than to win over the border guards.

During Zhu Gaosui's stay in Daning, he was greatly touched, and then returned to Zhu Gaoxu.

In the correspondence with Meng, Zhu Gaoxu's thinking and actions also began to change. Sometimes, even the eunuch kings who served him felt strange.

Whether this change is good or bad cannot be said in one word. But judging from Zhu Di's satisfied look, it definitely has nothing to do with being bad.

If Zhu Di is dissatisfied with Zhu Gaoxu's changes, Meng Tonghanwang's pen pal career will also come to an end.

At present, unless Meng Shishilang and Zhu Gaoxu have convulsions at the same time and mention rebellious remarks in the letter, Zhu Di will be happy to grow up with his son.

"He is worthy of being a master apprentice."

Emperor Yongle took the opportunity to give Dao Yan a reward, praised the apprentice of the great monk, and made a request at the same time. The master's apprentice can correct Lao Tzu's two sons, but my eldest son, the master can't think of a way?

Dao Yan received the reward, thanking the Lord Long. For the Son of Heaven's requirements, he just smiled deeply.

Wang Jinghong, who gave the reward, suddenly had a big head.

Confident or ready to pick a pick, the master at least squeaked!

Don't say anything, how can our family reply to the Son of Heaven?

Dao Yan never made a sound, twisted the Buddhist beads, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and the intention of sending off the guests was obvious. Wang Jinghong didn't dare to ask any more, so he could only take people back to the palace in a hurry, thinking about it all the way, but he couldn't think of how to report it, and his head was bigger.

Not long after Wang Jinghong left, Dao Yan in the wing room opened his eyes, put down the Buddhist beads, left the futon, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to Meng who was far away in Beiping.

Sprinkled with thousands of words, the content of the letter is not novel, and the vague meaning between the lines can only be truly understood by the "master and apprentice".

In November of the first year of Yongle, the heavy snow that had been falling for several days finally stopped.

The Son of Heaven set off for the south as scheduled, and the army and the governor's mansion left behind went out of the city to see him off.

The Tatar and Warat envoys in the hall had the good fortune of being summoned before the Son of Heaven returned south.

What the envoys didn't expect was that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty only verbally reprimanded Wuliangha for being robbed, and did not claim to send troops to fight. The matter of Tatar and Varakko was also mentioned in a few words before.

The Tatar envoy took out the letter of state, and the Tatar Khan was willing to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty and pay tribute on schedule, and the Yongle Emperor showed great enthusiasm. Not only did he want to give the ghost power red hair and blonde clothes to give him an official position, but he also said that I knew that life on the grassland of the road was not easy, and if there was a difficulty, I would definitely help if I could help!

The Tatar envoy was immediately moved.

The envoys of Warat, who had been left out in the cold, were worried and uneasy.

Ghost Li Chi declared himself a vassal to the Ming Dynasty, but Ma Hamu, the leader of Wara, did not give this explanation. Seeing that the attitude of the Ming Dynasty Emperor towards the Tatar envoys was getting better and better, and even offered to support some of the Tatar food, the hearts of the Warat envoys were like ice and snow outside, pulling out the cold.

As the Zuo Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, the emperor summoned the Tatar and Warat envoys, and Meng could naturally observe.

Seeing that the Tatar envoy's face was full of red light, the Warat envoy clenched his fists, and he knew that the plan had successfully taken the first step, and the next step was to wait for the emperor to leave and start implementing it himself.

Until then, he had to meet the leader of the Savage Jurchens.

Because the level was too low, Emperor Yongle didn't give the Jurchen leader a chance to face the saint at all. If Meng wanted to see them, he had to go to the Huitong Pavilion and get an interpreter from the Beijing Branch.

Originally, the subordinate departments of Honglu Temple had their own translators, but the department had no choice but to create it, so he was a commander with a light pole. To find a translator, the emperor must personally approve it, and go to the Beijing branch to dignitaries.

The action must be fast, once the Son of Heaven starts driving, this person is afraid that he will not come out.

Seeing the list handed over by Meng, the corners of Emperor Yongle's eyes twitched. In the end, under Meng Yin's eager gaze, he picked up the imperial pen and circled a quasi-word.

At the end, he sighed, "Aiqing is not only talented, but also courageous." ”

Meng pouted, it's like this anyway, it's a pinch with one, and a pinch is also a pinch with a group, just break the jar and break it, and pinch it again if you get enough benefits.

Zhu Di was speechless.

So, before Zhu Di returned to the south, Meng copied the Beijing Branch, in addition to the Nanjing Sixth Department, and the civil official group in Beijing also formed a relationship.

Want to reinvent friendships?

I'm afraid it's impossible in this life.