The Great Qing Kingdom has really never been so aggrieved, even if it is said that it is a Manchurian family, it is also a Mongolian tribe to pay tribute to Shengjing, when will it be their turn to give gifts and not be able to send them?

Fortunately, Mao Jue accepted it without shirk.

Fan Wencheng can be regarded as courteous, Song Xiance is right, Mao Jue personally came forward to be many times stronger than he doesn't know, this brought Fan Wencheng into the house, and the Qingguo scholar was immediately excited to move out the diplomatic achievements made by the Beijing Division, and the edict given by Emperor Chongzhen.

"Supervisor, some time ago, there were many misunderstandings between my Qing Dynasty and Dongjiang, that Jinzhou Zu Dashou attacked my border, killed my border people, and insulted my emperor, the emperor persuaded him several times, Zu Dashou still went his own way, and in desperation, the emperor sent troops to fight."

"However, now, the Ming Emperor is enlightened, and he has made an appointment with my dynasty as a brotherly state, turning war into jade silk, my emperor really can't bear to fight again, the people are bleeding, and he sent his subordinates to come and discuss with the superintendent, will Dongjiang also let go of the war and get back together?"

Fan Wencheng also gave Huang Taiji some face, a country of brothers, didn't he know that the name of Huang Taiji, the emperor, had already spread in the Dongjiang River. is also just like the urine of Jinyi Wei Lu Zhong, this contract really made Mao Jue tired and crooked, people called him a father, and the court poured millions of silver taels, and also opened a border market to fund the enemy!

For a long time, it was still a grain that held the strength of the Qing army, don't look at the Mongolian tribes have taken refuge in Huang Taiji, with the Qing State as the leader of the alliance, there is no benefit, and they will not follow, after the last battle of the Dongjiang River, there was a rift in the relationship between the Qing State and Mongolia. But the subsequent battle of Huang Taiji's entry into the customs plundered a circle in the territory of Daming, which can be regarded as picking up the prestige.

Now that the border city of Daming is open, not only Mao Jue choked the grain plan of the Qing Dynasty, but also Huang Taiji still has enough food to hire more gangsters on the grassland, these cavalry who have been nomadic on horseback all the year round are much more skilled in arching and horses than the cowboys who have just risen in the Dongjiang River.

Sure enough, there is a god opponent who is stronger than a pig teammate! In Fan Wencheng's expectant and apprehensive eyes, Mao Jue nodded heavily.

But before the goods were overjoyed, Mao Jue added a condition in a gloomy voice.

"I heard that I paid 100,000 taels of gold and 1,000,000 taels of silver to Your Majesty! Dongjiang is tired, lonely overseas, short of food and salary, if your emperor can cut his love and give the 100,000 taels of gold to Dongjiang, Mao is grateful!"

Fan Wencheng's face twitched violently, but then he hurriedly laughed and nodded in response.

"To be able to rely on the superintendent, my emperor is extremely pleased, and it is natural that there is only a lot of money! The overseer waits for time, and the gold should be delivered to Mudanjiang City!"

Do you dare not to give? Just go to Mingting with him to show off his might, this Mao Jue is a real bandit, if he doesn't give the silver, he really does it himself!

However, Mao Jue asked for this silver, which can be regarded as making the peace talks more sincere, and then the two sides conducted a series of arguments around the border, Fan Wencheng asked Mao Jue to return to the Heilongjiang border before Chongzhen thirteen years ago, give up the Songhua River Basin, how could Mao Jue spit out the meat that he ate, he also did not know how to argue, and also asked the Qing army to withdraw from Songjin Xingcheng and retreat to the border between the two countries in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen.

How is this possible? Spent so much money to break down the Songjin defense line, and then let it go back? In the end, Fan Wencheng had no choice but to give up the matter of retreating the boundary.

The negotiation lasted for a long time, he was too anxious to go back and report the results to Huang Taiji, declined the invitation to Mao Jue's dinner, and he said goodbye to Shengjing on the same day.

"General, you really want to stop fighting with these Tartar dogs!"

I've been gearing up for more than half a year! Today's negotiation is really chilling, and Wen Meng was the first to ask impatiently.

Who knew that Mao Jue ignored him, but instead looked sideways to the side and asked the staff behind Song Xiance.

"How is the railway from Mudanjiang to Songhua River 30 miles paved?"

"Back to the general! Director Sun came to report that there are forty miles, and four tracks can be opened to traffic, and if the general allocates another 10,000 Japanese slaves to him, before the autumn harvest, he will definitely be able to complete the task!"

After all, the Ming Dynasty in this era is an official-based system, and old officials such as Sun Chengzong, Wu Aheng and other high-ranking officials are unwilling to go out, but it does not mean that their next generation is willing to face the black soil with their backs to the sky.

With the Heilongjiang River Basin, relying on many literati and intellectuals who fled to Guanwai, Mao Jue now has a complete staff network under his hands, and the administrative efficiency has improved a lot again.

This answer made Mao Jue nod with satisfaction, and he agreed without hesitation: "Transfer it to him!" Immediately after, his gaze fell on the general who had been recruited by him with great seriousness.

"Jiannu wolf son ambition, how can Dongjiang have real peace with them? As soon as they catch their breath, it's time for the flames of war to relapse to the borders of our town! So this year, Dongjiang and the Qing people must fight to the death!"

"After the autumn harvest, all the new grain of the four towns of Heilongjiang was sent to the Songhua River thirty miles away, and all the soldiers and horses of each town will also assemble in the Songhua River Basin, and only Wenmeng's troops in Dongjiang Town will launch a feint, and the rest will gather in Heilongjiang two months in advance.

"On weekdays, you talk about war! This time it's really a battle of life and death! I want you all to be aware of this! On the battlefield, this seat will not allow any mistakes!"

Listening to Mao Jue's tone, the scale of the decisive battle in this drama will be unprecedented! Even the battle-hardened generals of Dongjiang were suffocating their breath, but immediately, the surging blood immediately burned, full of fighting intent, and they all stood up one after another, and their fists were heavily buckled on the heart of their left chest.

"Rest assured, the general will not fail in his mission!"

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The battlefields of Liaodong and Henan have all been broken and sunk, and the sky above the Dongjiang River is also densely covered with rich war clouds, but Shaanxi, which has been ravaged by war, has finally welcomed a glimmer of light.

The exhausted long line carried the banner, and entered Tongguan in a mighty way, at the gate of the city, a large number of Shaanxi landlords and tyrants were also waiting there for a long time, looking at the Zhang military squire, the governor's three-sided soldiers and horses Yuan's banner galloped in front of them, these people were full of smiles, smiled and knelt in front.

"Meet Lord Yuan, the Governor of the Three Sides!"

"I've been waiting for Lord Yuan for a long time!"

With a smile on his face, Liu Hesheng, the prefect of Xi'an, and Fan Maocai, the prefect of Tongguan, flattered and slapped the horses fiercely.

"Everyone, please get up! Yuan is trusted by the emperor, and the three sides of the town are in charge, and he needs your help in the future. ”

Yuan Chonghuan also politely hugged his fists and followed Ying Cheng, and a group of local tyrants who listened to it were even more smiling, and kept clenching their fists and nodding.

"Definitely, definitely!"

At least it was a good start, looking up at the head of Tongguan City, which was full of vicissitudes, Yuan Chonghuan kicked the war horse into the city with a heavy heart.

The final fate of the Ming Empire fell into his own hands, this burden was too heavy, the next day Yuan Chonghuan didn't even take a rest, so he hurried out of the city with his own soldiers and inspected in the direction of Yulin.

However, this was only the first day of the trip, and Yuan Chonghuan's face turned black.

The strong wind blew the loess, and after looking for a long time, it was only then that the boundary of the military field that was buried in most half of the sections was dug out, and the list of 3,000 acres of tuntian fields in Tongguanwei was not only leaning on the riverside of a little fertile field and lush wheat, but also relying on the crops near Guancheng that were not thin and could die at any time.

In addition, the Tongguan Guard, theoretically there should be more than 5,800 soldiers, in fact, there are only more than 1,200 old pawns left patrolling the city, when Yuan Chonghuan took over Liaozhen, even if he was poor and white, he thought that there was no worse situation than this, but now, he opened his eyes.

Seeing that the faces of the governors of the three sides were ugly, the local tyrants on the side were also worried, and they bowed their heads cautiously and waited.

"The fields over there are not bad, in such a catastrophic year, the scale of Tongguan can be good!"

In the end, I still have to boost morale, looking at the face of Ren Qi, the commander of Tongguan, who almost didn't drop on his heels, and forced a smile, Yuan Chonghuan praised with a difficult smile, however, these landlords and tyrants were stunned for a while, and then an old man in brocade stood up sadly and hugged his fist.

"My lord, that piece is not Weitian, it is the ancestral private land of the old family!"

"Private !!"

His face was stunned again, and then a wave of anger erupted irrepressibly in Yuan Chonghuan's black face, the official register of the guard, the entire Tongxi was lost to Tongguan Wei, where did the private land come from, these local landlords and tyrants have encroached on the official land over the years, and they have reached such a point of madness, and the entire fields that can be cultivated in Tongguan have all been invaded by them?

In the end, it was the general who went into battle to kill people, Yuan Chonghuan's anger made those landlords tremble one by one, and some people secretly exchanged messages in their pupils, but what made them stunned was that Yuan Chonghuan's fire did not go after all, he held back, turned his head to look at the sun, and he waved his hand gloomily.

"Go back and rest, everybody! Tomorrow, the governor will continue to patrol north, and he will have to bother the big guys!"

In the incredible eyes of the local clans and magistrates, Yuan Chonghuan was the first to return to the Weisuo townhouse.

This time, there was no intertwining of eyes, a group of local tyrants gathered together, and together with the magistrates, they were whispering there............

(End of chapter)