Yuan Chonghuan's questioning is actually what a person who knows the soldiers should do, after all, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Now the Qinwang army has been trapped under the Jingshi City. According to these Qin Wangjun's previous ideas, after arriving in Beijing, the imperial court also provided them with food and salary, after all, hundreds of millions of catties of grain were transported through the canal every year, and the more than 200,000 people in Qin Wangjun were not captured.

It's a pity that these Qinwang soldiers didn't expect that the current Caoyun Governor is to transport grain to the Jingshi, but the grain can only meet the needs of the population in the Jingshi, and now not to mention that there is no grain in the granary, that is, there is not much silver in the treasury of the household department, if it were not for the urgent allocation of the grain and horse grain carried by the Rui Wangye, it is estimated that the 200,000 Qinwang troops would have gone to the countryside to fight grass and grain.

Now Yuan Chonghuan asked about the situation of the grain, and Zhu Changhao planned to tell him what he was planning, after all, in the entire Ming Dynasty, only he had food.

"Inspector Yuan, this grain is available to the king, but it will arrive tomorrow afternoon. The problem is that the king's grain is not blown by the wind, and the grain transported this time is not only given to the officers and soldiers of the five northern provinces, as well as your Jiliao's border army, and the rations for ten days and half a month, and the rest of the king will be used to reorganize the Qinwang army. Also, Inspector Yuan, you have to be prepared, this time because of some eunuchs, as well as the tricks of the court officials, the emperor issued a holy edict, originally planned that you should not go to Beijing to rescue, but you did not receive it, the credit is there, the problem is that some traitors in the court will definitely slander you with this matter, and the emperor is also a person with a cold nature, you still have to prepare early. ”

After saying this, Zhu Changhao didn't know why, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot, but Yuan Chonghuan listened to it and sighed to the sky.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was born in Jinshidi, is also free to read the scriptures and history, and besides, he now controls the two border towns of Jiliao, and the Guanning Iron Cavalry under his hand is the leading combat power in the Ming Dynasty. Such a person with heavy troops, how can you reassure Chongzhen, but Yuan Chonghuan actually has a trace of fantasy in his heart, after all, when he left Beijing to go to Liaodong to take up his post, the emperor agreed to his fortress strategy.

If Zhu Changhao knew that Yuan Chonghuan still thought like this, he would definitely scold, "The most unreliable person in the world is the emperor, especially Chongzhen, who is even more unreliable, and he doesn't have a strategy for governing the country in his heart." ”

Regardless of Yuan Chonghuan's elm head, this Huang Taiji, who led more than 10,000 people under his hands, originally planned to go to Ma Lanyu, but thinking that Ma Lanyu was the tribal station of Horqin in the past, once his more than 10,000 people crossed the border, maybe they would be eaten by Wu Keshan and them, and then they would go east and swallow the Eight Banners of Liaodong, which was not impossible.

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng immediately suggested to Huang Taiji, "Great Khan, it seems that this Ma Lanyu can't go, and we can't go to Shanhaiguan, so we can only go to Zunhua, Santunying, and Shangxifengkou." It is close to the Guanning Iron Cavalry, and on this territory, Horqin basically does not have it, and it is the station of our Zhengbai Flag. ”

Huang Taiji nodded.

The weather outside the pass is really cold, Xifengkou as an important pass of the Jizhen border army, there is no one to guard, Huang Taiji led more than 10,000 people after the loss of the army, slowly walking towards the northeast.

It's just that Dai Shan, who is obviously in a bad mood now, often says, "My third son, Sakhalian, this will already be a sword and axe...... Third son, Amma is sorry for you! ”

Everyone listened to Dai Shan's crying and bloody call, and their hearts were not happy, and they would succeed in ten thousand bones, just because there were no relatives in it.

Out of the Xifeng Pass, Huang Taiji and his entourage put their hearts in, but they cried in their hearts, 100,000 troops, ninety percent died, and now only one percent returned to the pass, this is the biggest defeat since the father Khan Nurhachi, that is, in the battle of Sarhu, we did not have such a fiasco.

Huang Taiji was reflecting on his own failure, here, under the city wall of Jingshi, Zhu Changhao also let go, went to the surrounding people's homes, bought 200 fat pigs, 100,000 catties of soju, resulting in all the wineries around Jingshi being sold out. After all, tonight is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, these strong men of the Qin Wang Army, for the safety of the Beijing Division, are flying in the heavy snow, and the Chinese New Year's Eve has already entered, and they cannot go home for reunion, Zhu Changhao plans to use pig killing rice to let these strong soldiers, officers and soldiers have a lively New Year.

According to Liu Zheng's order, just a mile below the city wall, the firehead army had already prepared, scalded the pig's hair, and disemboweled. At a distance of about 50 meters from the slaughterhouse, the snow-white white flour steamed buns and the rice in the three-foot-2 cauldron have been put on the pot, and on the stove next to the stewed pork, there are two handfuls of red peppers from the Rui Wangfu in Hanzhong, but now they have become dried chili peppers.

Almost half an hour later, the pig-killing rice was basically ready, and the stew with chili peppers was so damn tempting.

At the beginning of Shen Shichu, the pig-killing rice was complete, and 100,000 catties of wine were also sent, and Liu Zheng asked people to add 100,000 catties of well water.

Just below the watchtower, Zhu Changhao asked everyone to fill up the wine, and said to the soldiers below, "Brothers, since ancient times, there have been drunk and lying on the battlefield Jun Mo Xiao, and a few people who have fought in ancient times have replied to the law." This time, we have killed and injured so many brothers, so that their souls can return, and I also wish us the Ming Dynasty to kill all directions, the country is rich and the people are strong, and the world is peaceful. ”

The spicy wine went down his throat, and now there were still 180,000 people on the battlefield, which would have seen the kingly demeanor of King Rui.

A bright yellow roe deer, tall head, loud voice, and towering temples, at first glance, he is not an idle person.

After drinking the wine, many people only drank two sips, and Zhu Changhao immediately ran the exercises, "Haohao! The flat sand is boundless, and there is no one in sight. The river lingers, and the mountains are disputed. Gloomy and miserable, sad and sad. The grass is dry, and the frost is like a morning. Birds can't fly, and beasts die in groups. This is the shroud of our Ming soldiers. But this time, we waited for the Ming athletes to let the Tartars sink into the sand, and the heads fell to the ground, for the Ming Society, for the people behind us, we moved forward bravely and shed the last drop of blood. For the sake of Da Ming, kill! ”

"For the sake of Da Ming, kill!" The soldiers screamed.

After drinking half a bowl of wine, everyone's enthusiasm was mobilized, "Brothers, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, we are in King Qin in Beijing, today this king bought fat pigs and wine for everyone, since we cannot be reunited with our families, today, our many brothers will be reunited together, defend the country and kill the enemy, and live a New Year celebrated by the whole world." Come, brethren, eat! ”

Large pieces of lean meat, fatty meat, and bones, after being stewed for two hours with peppercorns, chili peppers, and radishes, even the bones are crispy, and the chili peppers are added to enhance the flavor, which is so delicious in the mouth.

After eating for almost an hour, at the moment when many soldiers were eating, Zhu Changhao stood on the watchtower, "At the beginning of tomorrow, please bring your military exploits, that is, the head, and receive a reward of silver taels in front of the handsome tent. After all, this king has said that rewards and punishments should be clear. ”

After Zhu Changhao's words were finished, those who had the Tartar head were overjoyed, and those who had no head were also elated, after all, it was a silver dollar for nothing, and it was also a tael of silver.

For the first time in so many days, Qin Wangjun had eaten such a full meal, and when he saw many soldiers, because the food was so delicious, he actually ate it, and sat on the ground in front of the camp tent, humming.

Zhu Changhao watched such a journey, and his heart was both angry and funny, "Alas, our Ming Dynasty is still too poor, doesn't Chongzhen know the major affairs of the country, and only worships Rong Sheji?" ”

In fact, Chongzhen knows, but it's a pity that his talent is limited!

In the evening, there was still some pig-killing rice at noon, and Huotou Jun put some cabbage gangs, as well as pork ribs, pork pieces, and rice in it, and ate it.

Zhu Changhao also received a quick report from Lu Xiangsheng that he would be able to arrive at the capital city before tomorrow. In the imperial court, Luo Yangxing also came with news, saying that Shen Yongmao, Cheng Jiming and others had sorted out the rewards for their military exploits this time, and named Zhu Changhao as the commander of the slave Gandu Division, and indicated hereditary.

Knowing that he was the commander of the slave Gandu Division, Zhu Changhao was very happy in his heart, and if he used troops in this place in the future, he would be famous.

Later, Song Xiance also told Zhu Changhao about some of the situation of the Nuer Gandu Division, "Lord Wang, the jurisdiction of this Nuer Gandu Division extends from the Onen River in the west, to Sakhalin Island in the east, to the Outer Khingan Mountains in the north, and to the Whale Sea and the upper reaches of the Tumen River in the south, including the vast area from the Heilongjiang River basin and the Ussuri River basin to Sakhalin Island.

The area under its jurisdiction is widely equipped with guards and institutes, and is used as the local military and political system to which the capital belongs. Before and after the establishment of the Nuer Gandu Division, from the first year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty to the seventh year, more than 130 Wei were successively set up in the Songhua River, Nenjiang River, Onen River, Jingqili River, Hengluo River and Ussuri River basins, and during the Wanli period, the area under the jurisdiction of the Nuer Gandu Division increased to Wei 384, Suo 24, Ground 7, Station 7, Zhai 1, commonly known as 384 Wei.

Alas, it is only in recent years that the wild boar Pinurhachi has been constantly engulfing these guards, destroying the gallop roads and post stations. Thinking of the twenty-two years from the ninth year of Yongle to the eighth year of Xuande, the eunuch also went to inspect ten times, and granted official positions, sealed letters, and rewarded clothes and money to the officials of the capital, guard, and office. And on the top of the hill of Nuer Gandusi, Yongning Temple was built, and there were two stone tablets of "Yongning Temple Record" and "Xuande Eight Years Rebuilding Yongning Temple".

Now if the prince goes to the top of the mountain, he can see these two stone tablets. ”

After listening to Song Xiance's words, Zhu Changhao still understood in his heart that as long as he started now and worked hard to the east, he could still quickly restore the political system at all levels in Nuer Gandusi, after all, Nurhachi destroyed it, that is, it would take about twenty years. I believe that in the spring and summer of the next year, wherever my army goes, the glory of the Ming Empire will bloom in Nuer Gandusi!