In May, the streets and alleys of Kunming Mansion were filled with many people, who came from the south and looked from the north, gathered in the southwestern capital, adding a lot of excitement - although many people came to this beautiful place to escape the war.

The so-called Kunming, in fact, comes from a Kunming ethnic group name, is the so-called west from the same division (now Baoshan) to the east, north to Yeyu, named Net, Kunming, are braided hair, with the migration of livestock, not often place, not long, the place can be thousands of miles. Therefore, in the past Kunming, there were many clans and tribes, and there were few Han people.

However, with the Ming army marching into Yunnan, bringing a large number of Han immigrants into Kunming, the number of Han people in Kunming gradually exceeded the local aborigines, and later in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, from Li Dingguo to Emperor Yongli, and then to Wu Sangui, so that almost most of today's Kunming are Han people.

In the streets and alleys of Kunming, there are still a lot of snacks, and many people like to hold a bowl of bean curd rice noodles on weekdays, savoring them carefully, not in a hurry or slow, but it has a unique general taste.

"Knock the bell, knock on the Golden Horse Fang, pick up a rotten jar, buy a bowl of rice noodle soup, and splash a crotch ......."

At the entrance of a snack bar specializing in bean curd rice noodles in Kunming, a group of children were gathered around at this time, singing folk songs and playing around.

At this time, there were not many customers in the store, a few men were eating bean curd rice noodles around the side, and bowls of spicy and smooth rice noodles were served, but it made everyone sweat profusely.

"Brothers, I heard that there is a big official in the city today, and the pomp and circumstance can be majestic....... a man ate rice noodles, but suddenly remembered something, and began to chat.

One of the people next to him sneered, "None of these officials are good, and the people are suffering when they come!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

An older man wiped his lips and lit a hookah casually, reflecting his face that had gone through vicissitudes in the smoke, "That's the new governor of our Yunnan-Guizhou Province!" In this Kunming, his old man is our God! Don't you dare to talk nonsense......"

It turned out that the man who spoke suddenly realized, and said with a look of awe: "No wonder such a big faction, I heard that the officials of all sizes in Kunming have gone to meet the miles outside the city, and even on the streets today, there are many fewer traitors who do evil, but in this way, the wages of our foot strength are also much more......"

The man smoking the hookah nodded lightly and sighed, "I heard the brothers in the gang say before, now the outside has changed the sky, starting from Sichuan to the east, that side is not the land of the Qing Dynasty, I heard that it is a dynasty of the Han family, what is it called Da Chu, it is estimated that there is another character like King Li Jin......"

"King Li Jin...... If God sends another King Li Jin, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for our people......"

The man next to him had a somewhat confused look on his face, and sighed again, "But if it's really King Li Jin, even if I die, I want to follow his old man......"

When the rest of the men heard this, they also sighed, and looked at the bean curd rice noodles in the bowl.

In this Yunnan Province, Li Dingguo, the king of Jin, is not a name that needs to be avoided, because he is the backbone of the hearts of the people of Yunnan Province, even if he has been dead for more than 60 years, but he is still one of the two most admired by the people of Yunnan Province, and the other person is the famous Zhuge Wuhou.

For the people of Kunming, Li Dingguo is not only the king of Jin who uses soldiers like a god, but also the commander who loves the people like a son, and even his lifelong opponent, the Qing court, has to admit that Li Dingguo has the great benevolence and righteousness of the five uncles.

Therefore, when the wind from the east blew to the land of Yunnan, it not only blew a pool of spring water, but also blew the hearts of the people all over the land, and everyone thought that the legacy of King Li Jin might have found hope for realization.

It was in such an atmosphere that Ortai brought Kunming to take office, and when he stepped into Kunming City for the first time, he felt the rejection of the city and the people here, the kind of faint, but undisguised rejection, which made Ortai feel helpless.

"Li Dingguo's influence is so deep that more than 60 years is not enough to erase everything about him?"

Ortai frowned and looked at an old man sitting across from him, this person had gray hair, was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official mansion, and had a faint wry smile on his face, it was Yang Mingshi, the former governor of Yunnan and Guizhou.

In Kunming, Yang Mingshi was still a good official in the mouths of the people, he was promoted to governor of Yunnan in the 59th year of Kangxi, and he was already an old man who was over the age of sixties, and he had no motivation to rise further, so he still wanted to do something practical for the people, and he was also honest and honest as an official, and his reputation in Yunnan was naturally thriving.

After Yongzheng succeeded to the throne and changed the yuan, Yang Mingshi suddenly appeared so outstanding in the officialdom because of his incorruptible nature, so he was also valued by Yongzheng, and even approved Yang Mingshi's first request for peace: "You have always had a good reputation as an official. ”

A few months after this incident, Yang Mingshi was promoted by Yongzheng to the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, and he also served as the governor of Yunnan as usual, which shows Yongzheng's high hopes for him.

Looking at Ortai, who was not yet fifty years old in front of him, Yang Mingshi couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then said softly: "Yi'an, the old man is now at this age, and he won't tell you those official words, on the surface, I am unique in this Yunnan Province, but Li Dingguo has never left." ”

"Didn't leave?" Ortai raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"That's right, Li Dingguo is the enemy of the Qing Dynasty, but he is also the god in the hearts of the people of Yunnan Province!"

Yang Mingshi said slowly: "In the first year of the Holy Ancestor, Li Dingguo died of illness in Mengla, even if the imperial court moved his cemetery to Jingshi, it couldn't stop the hearts of the people of Yunnan Province...... Yi'an, this governor is not easy to be! ”

Not only is it not good, it is simply a remote and difficult place that is one of the best in the world!

Ortai pursed his lips, but he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Brother Binshi, if it weren't for that, how could the emperor put me in this position?" ”

"Hahahaha...... Good you Ortai! ”

Yang Mingshi laughed and said: "Although the old man has lived in the border for a long time, he also knows that the most important people in the emperor today, in addition to Zhang Hengchen, who was reused as early as the Holy Ancestor period, one is Tian Yuguang in Henan, and one is Li Youju, who has just been promoted to the governor of Zhili, and the remaining one is you Ortai....... But, Yi'an, do you know who the old man values the most? ”

"Please also ask Brother Binshi to give advice." Ortai had a hint of temptation in his eyes.

"That's you!"

Yang Mingshi had a little smile on his face, "Li Wei is brave and unmatched, but he is too rough; Tian Wenjing is diligent and studious, but he is harsh; Only you Ortai have many advantages, and you are even more valued by the emperor. ”

After hearing this, Ortai's face was a little solemn, and he got up and thanked him: "Brother Binshi has really won the award, and the younger brother is really ashamed, and his heart is even more terrified." ”

"It's just that the emperor believes in me Ortai, so I naturally have to do things well...... This time, in Yunnan and Guizhou provinces, the people and the army need to be taught by Brother Binshi. ”

When Yang Mingshi saw Ortai's low-key posture, his heart moved slightly, and he understood the other party's intentions, so he immediately took Ortai's hand and went to the back hall.

"Yi'an, the old man has prepared wine and food in the back hall, let's talk while eating."

Ortai naturally did not refuse, and followed Yang Mingshi to the back hall with a smile on his face, observing the official office of the Yungui Governor's Mansion while walking, only feeling quite majestic, much more magnificent than his previous Shandong Governor Yamen.

The governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, governing Yunnan and Guizhou, is in charge of the military and civilian, the civil and military, the assessment of officials, and the repair of the frontier, is the highest military and political chief of the Qing court in Yunnan and Guizhou provinces.

Due to the war, most of the official offices left in the Ming Dynasty in the early years were dilapidated, so the earliest governor Yamen was newly built, and later because the actual ruler of Yunnan at that time was Wu Sangui, the governor sent by the central court did not have real power, and the governor's yamen also became a mobile organ, and was moved to Qujing and Guizhou before and after.

After the rebellion of Wu Sangui, Cai Yuying, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, rebuilt the old Yunnan Mansion into the governor's office, and has continued to this day.

The two of them entered the back hall all the way, and at this time someone had already arranged a table of wine and food here, but unlike what Ortai thought, the dishes on the table were not local specialties of Yunnan, but a table of Jiangsu cuisine, which looked a little lighter.

Yang Mingshi introduced with a smile: "Yi'an, you are a northerner, and today you can take this opportunity to taste the Jiangyin cuisine of the old man's hometown." ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate......" Ortai said with a smile on his face.

The two exchanged pleasant expressions, then sat down at the table, drank a glass of wine together, and then began to talk.

Yang Mingshi took a braised shutter bun with chopsticks, tasted it carefully, and then smiled: "Yi'an, although the old man has been in Yunnan for more than three years, he is not used to eating the local Yunnan food. ”

Ortai also sandwiched a chopstick, only to feel that the blow can be broken, there seems to be fresh meat in it, a bite of the shutter soft and tender meat is fragrant, fresh and juicy, but the world's first-class delicious.

"Yi'an, the old man has been operating in Yunnan and Guizhou provinces for several years, although he has not done too much practical things to the people, but with the past few years, he also has a good understanding of the situation in the two provinces, and there are still some things that can be exchanged."

Yang Mingshi took the hot towel handed over by the maidservant, wiped his hands and face, and then picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and then slowly spoke.

"The two provinces of Yunnan and Guizhou have always been the places where the Miao, Yi, Zhuang, Bai, Yao and other ethnic groups live together, and the large and small Tusi are rampant everywhere, wantonly killing the local people wherever they go, plundering the merchants, extorting taxes, and if there are those who do not comply, they will often inflict torture such as cutting off their ears, cutting off their fingers, cramping, skinning, and palace castration...... As a result, the officers and soldiers in the vicinity immediately met each other with a little questioning. ”

With Yang Mingshi's words, a bloody southwest style map was displayed in front of Ortai, but it made his face more and more solemn.

"The system of Tusi has its land, the world governs its people, the world commands its soldiers, the hereditary position, the world governs its place, the world enters its stream, and the world is subject to its feudal ...... With such a great power, it is inevitable that there will be Yang Yinglong's generation. ”

Yang Yinglong, is the Ming Dynasty Wanli years of the Banzhou Tusi, in the Wanli 24th year of rebellion, and later the Ming Dynasty set Sichuan, Guizhou, Huguang eight provinces of the power of the force, sent 240,000 troops, lasted 114 days, consumed about 2 million taels of silver, to put down this rebellion, almost exhausted the last financial resources of the Ming court.

Yang Mingshi naturally knew this allusion, and sighed softly, "The system of Tusi is a symptomatic but not a cure for the root cause after all, if it continues to be left unchecked, I am afraid that there will be another rebellion of the Yang family in the southwest regions." ”

"For this stubborn disease, Brother Binshi should have his own strategy."

Ortai looked at each other fixedly, Yang Mingshi's words to him were naturally not groundless, and he must have already had relevant countermeasures in his heart.

In fact, Ortai's guess is not bad at all, Yang Mingshi does have a relevant strategy in his heart, but he is about to be transferred to the center, if he doesn't want to waste his efforts, he can only entrust it to the latecomers, and Ortai is the person he values.

For Yang Mingshi, his three years in the southwest were not three years spent in vain, and there is naturally no need to say much about the strategy in his chest, but he will decide whether to hand over his hard work to see if the latecomers can take on this responsibility.

If the person who came was just a mediocre and incompetent officialdom oil, then he would only take his family to the capital after handing over the official affairs, and the stubborn disease of the southwest would continue to remain, because he knew in his heart that if the successor could not be ruthless under pressure, the situation in the southwest would not only not be reversed, but would fall into a state of collapse.

Fortunately, Yang Mingshi waited for Ortai, a person who was pinned on by Emperor Yongzheng, he looked at Ortai and said softly: "Yi'an, if you want to completely eradicate the stubborn disease in the southwest, you need to start from the root, the old man has been in the southwest for three years, but he thought of a way to break the cauldron and sink the boat——"

"Change the land and return to the stream!"

"Change the land and return to the stream?!"

Ortai stood up straight, bowed his hand, and said solemnly: "Since I came to Yunnan, the most correct thing I have done is to visit Lord Yang in person!" ”

"If it weren't for Lord Yang's words, I wouldn't know where to start, this move to change the land and return to the stream must be solved in the hands of Ortai!"

Yang Mingshi stroked his beard and smiled, and said in a low voice: "This matter is extremely difficult, the old man only has the ability to make suggestions, but the heavy responsibility is on Yi'an's body, but the old man is a little inauthentic, these are the old man's three years of hard work in the southwest, and please Yi'an don't shirk." ”

As he spoke, Yang Mingshi asked people to send a few booklets, only to see that the booklets were inky through the back of the paper, but it was exactly what he had seen and heard in the past three years, as well as what he had thought and thought, which gathered into these volumes of text.

Ortai took these booklets, but his heart became heavier and heavier, but he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.