Chapter 8 Transfer (1)

By the time this letter was sent to the Shannan front, Ding Yi had already arrived at the Duogan Xingdu Command Mission.

The rule of the Ming Dynasty over Tibet was not as weak as the West thought in later generations, the system of separation of church and state was implemented from the beginning of the Ming Taizu, and after the Ming Chengzu ascended the throne, he also continued to deepen this policy.

When Ding Yi entered the Xikang area, when he asked to see the commander, it took a lot of twists and turns.

Because it was not an official document or decree of the imperial court, but entered Xikang in the name of a caravan.

"I'm not going to send troops." When the commander, who was also the lord of Xikang, met with Ding Yi, he clearly rejected Ding Yi's request, "I don't like those soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, they sent many small teams of men and horses to the serfs to teach them to go against my will and let them die, it is the will of heaven." ”

Ding Yi couldn't help but feel a little short of words. Because according to intelligence, the Lhasa battalion had many wounded, and more importantly, there was a shortage of food and medicine, and the ammunition had been exhausted. And when he came to Xikang, there was no official document, so all he could do was throw money: "Then forget it, I want to buy a batch of grain, and then I want to ask the lord to help transport it." ”

But after he proposed this plan, he was also ruthlessly rejected.

The lords of Xikang didn't plan to complete the deal with Ding Yi at all, they hated the Gongxuan team. Even if the lords didn't make a move against the workers' propaganda team, it was just because they knew that the Ming army was defending them against foreign enemies, and they shouldn't hold back. In terms of subjective preferences, they are unlikely to have any good feelings about the First Division of the Ming Dynasty, which sent many workers' propaganda teams to the serfs.

Even, Ding Yi's caravan of nearly 100 people was soon expelled from the scope of Xikang by the local lord of Xikang.

Wen Fat Man and the accompanying soldiers were very angry, but Dante Yi pressed the gun that Wen Fat Man wanted to draw: "It doesn't help." If you can't move the locals, even if we have four or five hundred people left in Sichuan, do you think we rushed into Wusizang. Can it solve the problem? ”

In fact, when the six or seven hundred guards arrived at the Xikang border, more than 200 people had fallen ill, and these two soldiers of the special brigade who served as the guard troops. The body element is among the soldiers under Ding's hand. It can be said that it is the best, and it also has altitude sickness. This is simply unpredictable, the weak may not react much, and the strong may not be unresponsive; Everyone's response form is also different.

Thousands of years later, this kind of thing will be very simple, a few tablets of nifedipine or dexamethasone can be effectively relieved, and then people gradually adapt to it, in this era, it has become an unsolvable problem. Even the more it drags on, the more it is at stake, the more sick it gets, the more serious it gets, until it dies.

"Young Master. Let's go to Beijing. Cao Jixiang persuaded Ding Yi on the side, "It's useless for you to spend here, but to teach the truth ......" Cao's advice this time is not unreasonable, but unfortunately Ding Yi is very paranoid in some things, and he will not listen to Cao Jixiang's persuasion at all.

Ding Yi shook his head and said to Wen Fatzi: "Go and find the people of the Chengdu Branch of the Security Bureau Yamen to see me." ”

The person in charge of the Chengdu Bureau was one of the disciples of Hu Shan and Du Ziteng back then, and he was very cordial when he saw Ding Yi, after all, it was Ding Yi who promoted them from the military household, and when he saw Ding Yi, he immediately kowtowed to say goodbye according to the etiquette of the disciples. It's just that there is nothing to be done about the plan proposed by Ding to send grain and grass to Tibet.

"Sir, the political envoy Yamen and the patrol imperial history have issued an order, no matter who is waiting, to send grain and grass to Xikang and Wusizang, and to the first division of the Ming Dynasty, there is ammunition, all accumulated in the Ding family shops in Chengdu, there is no manpower to send ammunition up, the thousands of households in Yazhou are the henchmen and cronies of the political envoy, the disciple tried his best, but he was unable to get through this joint, the disciple was incompetent, please sir!" Saying this, the ambassador of the Chengdu Bureau, bowed his head and knelt down, he was ashamed, but there was really no way, there was grain and grass, and ammunition was there, but someone had to transport it.

Because Yazhou Qianhu is adjacent to Chengdu in the east, Ganzi in the west, Liangshan in the south, and Aba in the north, it is impossible to bypass it at all, and the person in charge of this bureau has also tried to pay for people to go to the pass, and the Qianhu Office asked the people to issue a road guide, and the people are not famous scholars, how can they run around without a road guide?

Of course, the disciple who can be sent by Ding Yi to be the ambassador of the bureau is not an elm head, and the bureau also tried to ask these thousands of households, the ambassador of the Chengdu bureau smiled bitterly: "This thousand households, honest and honest, not greedy for money and not lustful, even if you want to catch his sore feet, there is no way to catch it, it is really like a seamless egg, there is nowhere to go, the pass is not released, only said that if we want to break in, please do it yourself, the disciples and others are naturally not afraid, but the people will not dare to break in, they will come back after all." ”

Wen Fatzi whispered on the side: "Under Miki, let him recruit something......

Before he finished speaking, he let Cao Jixiang stretch out his legs and kick lightly, these years, Jinyiwei and Dongchang have to go to the Criminal Department to sign a driving card, although Qianhu is a military attachΓ©, he can't be arrested and tortured for no reason, right? What's more, there are thousands of households sheltered by political envoys and inspectors? Unless Ding someone's department rebelled, otherwise, it would be impossible to take these thousand households with any way.

"You can show me the resumes of these thousand households." Ding Yi patiently said to the ambassador of the Chengdu Bureau, there is no way to do it now, see if you can start with the old department of the British government, or the old department of Wang Ji, and get in touch with these thousands of households, otherwise, there is really no way to think about it.

When the ambassador of the Chengdu Executive Bureau went to transfer the files, Wen Fatzi and Cao Jixiang were persuading Ding Yi to go south or go to Beijing, because the entire Sichuan bureaucracy did not intend to cooperate, let alone Ding Yi, even if the emperor came, it was useless.

"Young master, the old slave doesn't have the altitude sickness you said, looking at the guards, the thinner ones are better, the old slaves have to pick up thirty people, go to Shannan, and bring the five grandmothers, Hu Shan, Ding Junyue, Xing Dahe, and Wu Quanyi down!" The altitude sickness of the thin man is lower than that of the strong man, so Cao Jixiang saw that Ding Yi refused to listen to persuasion, so he put forward such a plan in desperation, and got Ding Ruyu and several brigade commanders back, which can be regarded as understanding Ding Yi's thoughts, as for the soldiers, I'm sorry, for the eunuchs of this orthodox year, they always think that they can be sacrificed and given up.

And the fat man Wen also echoed when he listened: "Yes, young master, Ci is not in charge of the army, and besides, the brothers put on military uniforms and carry guns, and there will be this day, it is difficult to find a thousand troops, as long as the generals are here, take a few days, we will naturally be able to create a male division again!" ”

And the guards who were sent to contact the imperial history also came back at this time, but nodded at Ding, and the one who came in behind him was a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt. But it was the imperial history of Chengdu and other places, Ding Yi invited him to sit down, and described his age and background, but the patrol of the imperial history smiled and said, "The lower official is the orthodox fifteen-year-old Enke, Tanhualang is the dragon and phoenix among the people, the lower official is not talented, and the name is in the top three." "The so-called fifteen years of orthodoxy is actually the Enke in the first year of Jingtai.

"Brother Nian is too angry, just call Ding's words." Ding Yi listened to the friendship of this section, but he tried to stack his spirit, you must know that the same year jinshi of this feudal dynasty is a friendship that can entrust his wife and children after the fall of the family, and this layer of friendship is definitely not thin.

Hearing that Ding Yi, who is famous all over the world, is so kind, this patrol is also quite flattered, and naturally he will not teach Ding Yi to be embarrassed, and ask Ding Yi why he returned from going to sea and not going north to Beijing according to the requirements of the Ministry of War. And picked up some overseas rumors to ask Ding Yi for advice, but the guests and hosts had a very happy conversation.

"Brother Nian, let's go to Beijing." Seeing that Ding Yi was gradually preparing to cut to the chase, the inspector of the imperial history intercepted Ding Yi's words, "It's really difficult to act cheaply here, and the student can only be ashamed of the young brother." "That's all it takes, that is to say, it's not up to him to have the final say in this matter, it was ordered by the court boss to do this, and he can't let go.

Even in order to prevent Ding's repeated persuasion, the inspector said again: "If there is no concern, the student admires Brother Nian very much, but, sigh, the world makes people!" "It's never a matter of the world, it's interests, he has a family, he has concerns, he can't be in order to admire Ding Yi, and go to carry the big guy above, and take the future of his family on the line, he is not Wang Ao, a patrol according to the imperial history, if he carries it with the court boss, then he really has to be mentally prepared.

Ding Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Nian is willing to come to meet, Ding Yi is already inexplicably grateful, how dare he make a reluctant invitation again?" ”

After chatting a few more words, the patrol resigned according to the imperial history, but before going out, he whispered to Ding: "Brother Nian should never go to the Yamen of the political envoy of the ditch, cut, cut!" Ding Yi listened to the pang in his heart, nodded, and taught Wen Fatzi to send this patrol according to the imperial history. The other party said this, that is, in the yamen of the political envoy, he was waiting for him to come to the door, and once Ding Yi looked for it, he didn't know what means to prepare.

At this time, the ambassador of the Chengdu Bureau came in with some files and handed them to Ding Yiyi with both hands: "Sir, the resumes of the thousand households are here, it's really hard to find a handle to start!" ”

"Young master, teach the old slave to take the fifth grandmother next, and then let's go." Cao Jixiang sighed and persuaded Ding Yi again, this is the point where there is no way out, there is no way to think about it.

Ding Yi shook his head and said, "I can't go." "Not only are these 20,000 new troops seeds, but there is also one thing that Ding Yi did not say, that is, the equipment of the first division of the Ming Dynasty cannot be given up, according to the steel output of the Wuzhou factory, and the battleships were previously equipped with naval guns, and now they want to produce ordnance equipped with the first division of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that there will be steel reserves in a few years.

Will he be able to train the new army again and let them use spears? (To be continued......)