The Mongolian ministries who completed the cake distribution took all kinds of goods purchased in the capital and happily embarked on the journey back home.

The Khan rewarded them with a great deal of silver.

In addition, the king of Zhennan also generously gave them their own loans......

Anyway, it all ends up going back to him.

The Mongols, whose main source of food they purchased, had to go back to support their loved ones through the long winter.

Although it was already winter at this time.

In order to avoid causing the price of grain in the capital to rise, they went directly to the territory of the Yang family in Xincheng to buy, as for the price, it is easy to say, anyway, it will not pit them, in short, this war that can be described as a tiger and a snake tail is really over. And this is also the last group on the grassland to complete the real submission, so far Chahar, Inner and Outer Khalkha, East and West Tumut, Halashen, Yongshebu, Ordos and other departments all surrendered to the Ming Emperor.

The Korqin tribe was destroyed by Lin Dan Khan.

As for the remaining ones who have not yet surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, there are also the two Khans of Mobei Transkhalkha, namely Zasaktu Khan Subati and Tushetu Khan Gunbu, they and Shuolei are both the same ancestor, that is, the son of Dayan Khan, Ge Sisenza. In essence, it is also the Lindan Khan system, which is based on Dayan Khan as the ancestor, Dayan Khan unified the eastern Mongolian tribes, and then divided this area into six with his own sons, that is, 60,000 pastoral land.

These 60,000 households are divided into left and right wings.

The left flank includes Chahar, Khalkha, Uliangha, and the right flank includes Ordos, Yongsheb, Tumut.

Among them, Chahar Wanhu is directly under the Great Khan, inherited from generation to generation to Lin Dan Khan, and the Uliang Hawanhu has perished because of the rebellion of Dayan Khan, and the remnants are in the forests at the northern foot of the Altai Mountains, and the remaining 30,000 households on the right wing later became a family from the Great Khan because of the rise of Altan Khan.

It was he who drove the Chahar Department to Liaoxi.

Among them, Yongshebu divided into Harashen, Harashen itself is very ancient, but in the era of Dayan Khan, it was divided into Yongshebu Wanhu under the rule, and then gradually formed a separate force, and Tumut after the death of Altan Khan, the internal chaos was also a pot of porridge, and finally the Eastern Tumut was divided.

Duoyan, who was originally attached to the Ming Dynasty, intermarried with these two families, and eventually became a mixed Tabu Nang group with them.

This is where the current ministries come from.

As for the Khalkha, the two sons of Dayan Khan were divided, of which the fifth son, Alchuborot, led his subjects and later went south to become Inner Khalkha, he was the ancestor of fried flowers, and the eleventh son Ge Senzha led the subjects to stay in Mobei, that is, the old ancestor of Shuolei, that is, Outer Khalkha. But the generations have been divided into three major parts, and Shuo Lei is only one part of them, and the other two parts are Subadi and Gunbu, who have not yet submitted to the Apocalypse, but it is only a matter of time.

After all, there are role models for Shuo Lei.

As long as they don't annex their territory, they are happy to exchange their vassals for knighthood, especially the annual payment after the knighthood.

Their territory will certainly not be remembered.

So far, the system left by Dayan Khan, except for these two, has all been submitted to the Ming Dynasty.

As for the system of Dayan Khan, it is already Moxi Mongolia, that is, Oirat Mongolia, including Heshut, Dzungar, Dulbert, Huite, and Turgot.

That and this system have never been the same.

There is also Buryatia further north, which has reached Nebuchu.

However, because of his close relationship with the masters, Oirat's current strongest Gushi Khan has actually paid tribute to the Apocalypse, but his tribute is different from the title, that is, in the traditional sense, Fanbang came to fight the autumn wind nature, and the Apocalypse did not give him an additional knighthood, but the two sides are already friendly.

After more than two hundred years of entanglement, the Ming and Mongolia finally shook hands and made peace, and since then they have been under the rule of a supreme ruler. Tianqi, who is the dual identity of the Ming Emperor and the Heavenly Khan on the grassland, personally summoned his Mongolian subjects in the palace, and also showed them electricity, and even let Zhentu feel it himself, although it was only a little electricity, it still scared Zhentu to the ground and knelt at the feet of Tiankhan.

It was clear that the power of the thunderbolt frightened him.

It works.

The scientific level of the grassland people is still limited.

A heavenly khan with the power of thunder and lightning completely makes them look like gods.

Then the king of Zhennan performed again to kill a tiger with his bare hands, and threw a brown bear out of the distance, and the prairie lords sang and danced.

In short, they left the capital with the awe of the heavenly khan and the loyalty to the Ming Dynasty, and in the future they will be in their respective pastoral areas on the grassland, happily grazing horses and sheep, accompanied by the temple bells, chanting scriptures and worshipping the Buddha to pursue happiness in the next life......

"Is there an afterlife?"

Nine thousand years old said wistfully.

"As long as you live comfortably in this life, you don't care about the next life!"

Yang Xin said speechlessly.

"Recently, our two masters have also become notorious, and six governors have put up the question book, and they want to drive you back to Jiangnan immediately, saying that you are making the world uneasy in the capital, and you are very dissatisfied with us copying those nobles, saying that this seems that Your Majesty is not merciful enough. There are also those who have objections to your giving blood transfusion to Your Majesty for treatment, saying that this is to defile Taizu's bloodline and make Taizu's spirit in heaven uneasy, even if Your Majesty is really poisoned and has its own medicine, how can there be blood transfusion to cure the disease, even if it is a blood transfusion, it must be from a clan like the King of Letters, not a foreign minister. ”

Nine thousand years old said.

As he spoke, he handed Yang Xin a stack of notebooks.

"Baoding Governor Zhang Fengxiang, Henan Governor Guo Zengguang, Shandong Governor Li Jingbai, Shanxi Governor Cao Erzhen, Datong Governor Wang Dian, Xuanda Governor Zhang Xiao, Shandong Liaocheng people, Zhili big celebrities, Henan Yingzhou people, Zhili Xingzhou guards, Zhili big celebrities, Shandong Zichuan people, this action is very fast!"

Yang Xin looked at these questions and said.

The northern nationality of Yishui is actually accurate to say that the eunuch party of Yishui.

Obviously, his entry into Beijing has seriously stimulated these guys, they can't bear it anymore, as for the blood transfusion problem, it is very normal, who knows if he is using demon methods to control the emperor?

This rumor has been around for a long time.

"This is still close, those who know the news, and those who don't know the news even farther, I'm afraid these people will also play next."

Nine thousand years old said worriedly.

"So what? Isn't the court up to us? They are on their plays, let's just throw them aside, now it's still a little messy, after a while to see that it's almost over, drive all these guys home to care for the elderly, I haven't done anything yet, they can't help it, if I really do something, do they still want to rebel? ”

Yang Xin said.

"And what if they really dare?"

Nine thousand years old said.

"Do they have the guts?"

Yang Xin sneered.

"The regimental training in Baoding has not been disbanded, I heard that Lu Zheng and Sun Qifeng have recruited 10,000 regimental exercises in Baoding, and bought thousands of muskets, Zhang Fengxiang is rectifying his army, and he also has cavalry with cannons in his hand, and King Xin has been there with them, if this is really serious, it is not that he dares to rebel. In fact, now we are not short of silver, why continue to force them, it is better to write a letter to them and make some promises to them, in the final analysis, they are afraid that you will come to Juntian, and they can bear anything else.

They really can't bear it.

After all, this North Zhili is not South Zhili, there are all fertile fields, and the production capacity here is two stone millet per mu, which is the upper field.

The gentry lived on this little fertile land.

The fields are their lifeblood. ”

Nine thousand years old said.

Obviously, the recent huge gains have made him lack motivation again.

But what about when this natural disaster comes?

The land is controlled in their hands, and the grain is controlled in their hands, can you guarantee that when we sprinkle silver on our side for disaster relief, they will not increase the price several times there? In recent years, the price of grain in the capital has not been supported by me, if I did not transport grain to the capital, at this time, not to mention one or two silver and one stone, they can push it up five taels, this is still a time when there are only sporadic and small disasters in various places, and there is not too much shortage of food.

What about the whole northern red land in the future?

Can you guarantee that these gentry, who have what you say in their own hands, and who do not have much water to water the ground, will empty our silver without making a fortune?

You can't count on me.

The next natural disaster is not a county or a government, but several provinces, not a year or two, but a dozen years, we do have silver now, but the silver cannot be eaten, we do not control the food, the result is that it will not take a few years, we have a bunch of notoriety to get the silver, all fill these people's pockets. And they won't thank us, they will just continue to play the role of righteous men and gentlemen, and then scold us for being wicked, haven't you seen who these people are now?

Over the years, the officials and gentry of Beizhili, Shandong, Shanxi, and Henan, which one didn't rely on you to transfer all the money I worked so hard to get into their pockets?

Did they hesitate when they stabbed you?

They are all white-eyed wolves, white-eyed wolves that can never be fed, they have eaten and drunk ours over the years, relying on the gold and silver mountains that we have fished one by one, but once we ask them to contribute, you will immediately become a gelding dog in their mouths, and they will not hesitate when they need to stab you.

So what do you care about them?

Why don't you divide their land and keep the food in your own hands, as I did? ”

Yang Xin said.

"But what if they rebel?"

Nine thousand years old said tangledly.

This time he was indeed heartbroken, and he did not hesitate to sell him by his eunuchs!

"It's better to dare to rebel, and if you dare to rebel, let's take their money together.

Uncle, don't worry, with me, no one can turn the sky upside down, let them make trouble first, what should we do, anyway, we have the final say in this court.

Whoever dares to rebel will destroy him! ”

Yang Xin said.

In this case, the nine thousand years old will not bother with this idleness.

In fact, what his nephew said was right, over the years, the two of them have been infamous, and the hard-earned silver has really been divided in various ways by these eunuchs in Beizhili, but even so, these white-eyed wolves have not really been loyal to him.

He almost died.

And in the case of the gentry controlling the land, the silver in his hand is indeed useless, and in the end, he will still be used by these guys to get food into his pocket as before, he has fully believed that the natural disaster that Yang Xin said will come, and he is indeed ready for disaster relief, but the silver cannot be used as food for the victims, and in the end he still has to use the silver to buy food.

The money still fell into the hands of the gentry.

Only these gentry have enough surplus food in their hands, and what Yang Xin can provide is limited after all, not to mention that Yang Xin also said that Jiangsu and Zhejiang will also be involved in this natural disaster.

In the final analysis, Juntian is indeed the simplest and most effective way, and the most beneficial way for the emperor.

In this case, Yang Xinai can toss as much as he wants!

He couldn't manage it anyway......

The military power and police power in the capital are all in the hands of his nephew, and even the family members of the five thousand Yang family have already entered the capital, not to mention that there are still 15,000 troops coming day and night, and the nine thousand years old know very well that the city has fallen into the hands of his nephew, and his nephew can actually coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes. He persuaded his nephew that he could, but what his nephew wanted to do, he had no ability to stop, even the emperor, but fortunately his nephew was still loyal.

The nine-thousand-year-old is relieved.

That's fine, he's sixty, there's no need to care about this!

Love, what's the matter!

Yang Xin watched his uncle return to the Qianqing Palace.

At this time, the apocalypse had to continue to recuperate, and the nine thousand years old had been waiting in the Qianqing Palace.

After what happened last time, he didn't dare to trust the eunuchs under him, saying that no matter Tu Wenfu or Ge Jiusi, they were all his real cronies, but these people didn't betray him at a critical time? It's not just nine thousand years old, it's the apocalypse that has lingering palpitations, the prince was almost killed, if it weren't for Cao Bianjiao's ability to fight and be loyal enough, the prince would have died at this time. Since everything outside has been thrown to Yang Xin, it is safest to put the nine thousand years old in the Qianqing Palace.

Apocalypse is afraid of being poisoned again!

"It's going to give them some courage!"

Yang Xin muttered to himself.

Of course, he hoped that those gentry would rebel, and now that he has righteousness and military power in his hands, as long as these gentry dare to rebel, he will immediately start to carry out land reform in Beizhili.

And these gentry have clearly begun to prepare.

But they just don't move!

Zhang Fengxiang has indeed not disbanded the army that was convened under the banner of King Qin, and the same people in Luzheng have not disbanded King Qin's regimental training, and even the governors of other places are the same, and the gentry in these places in Shandong and Shanxi still ignore the fact that the war is over and silently form regimental training in various places. But they only say that they don't practice, or they only accumulate strength but don't dare to do it, and these guys obviously start to wilt habitually again as soon as they get serious.

It's embarrassing.

You have to find a way to get them to really make up their minds.

"The King."

A housekeeper walked up to him and whispered a few words.

Yang Xin was surprised.

"Let's go, go home!"

He said immediately.

(Chapter 1)