Thanh Hoa City in summer is a sea of gold!

This is the harvest season, and the continuous rice fields outside Tsinghua City are full of rice that is about to ripen under the heavy hanging ears.

In half a month, it will be time to harvest.

The people who had returned to Thanh Hoa City from the mountains and had been allocated land and houses through the city lord's mansion were carefully tending to the last period of time before the crops were ripe.

Walk on a road lined with rice paddies on both sides.

Chen Qiong did not react with joy, but her face was heavy, with endless worry and trepidation.

In the fields near the road, the people who were the first to be brought back by themselves would bow their heads with countless disgust on their faces when they saw them, and cautiously stay away from the road.

People hate ghosts!

Chen Qiong rode on horseback, not only sighed, but then silently looked at the man wearing the Ming brocade guard flying fish suit beside him, and the hundreds of Ming officers and soldiers who followed him.

When he faced the powerful gentry of Thanh Hoa City, as well as those people hiding in the mountains, he basically had the power to make a decision in front of these people.

But once he no longer faces those people, he is just a subordinate who is monitored and controlled by these people.

And because of all the things in Thanh Hoa City, outside Thanh Hoa City, and in the mountains to the west, he can't get the trust of the people of Thanh Hoa City.

It seems that he has reached the point where he is not pleasing to both sides.

As a result, Chen Qiong became more and more worried.

The news of Qinghua City did not reject him, and he also had some means to get the information of Qinghua City every day.

Everything that the imperial grandson did in Qinghua City, Chen Qiong knew it clearly. The things that bought people's hearts again and again, and instilled the concept of Daming Jiaozhi into the minds of the people in the city again and again, Chen Qiongqing was clear.

Even if he doesn't know it, and the news can't be spread through his own channels, the brocade guard next to him will also tell him about these things.

Then, every time he told himself, this brocade-clothed guard would calmly observe his face and reaction.

He has become an image of murder, oppression of the people, and flattery.

Cochin people are afraid of themselves.

The Ming people look down on themselves.

Chen Qiong glanced back at the people who were walking away in the fields by the roadside, and he clearly heard that those people had already called themselves terrible devils.

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

If he is a devil, then in Qinghua City, the grandson of the Ming Emperor who is now praised by everyone and called Renjun is probably the one who can create the devil.

"What is Gong Chen thinking?"

The voice of Jinyi Wei Baihu came into Chen Qiong's ears.

Chen Qiong looked at the subject outside, and when he saw that the other party once again showed that scrutinizing gaze, he chuckled lightly this time.

Then, under the incomprehensible gaze of the hundred households of Jinyiwei, Chen Qiong asked: "I heard that Jinyiwei is divided into the north and south towns and the Fu Division, I don't know if the hundred households are the South Town Fu Division or the North Town Fu Division?"

Jinyi Wei Baihu paused for a moment, and looked at Chen Qiong lightly: "Since Chen Gong knows about the North and South Zhenfu Division, he should also know that these two divisions have their own responsibilities." ….

Chen Qiong nodded and sighed, "Isn't it possible to go to Yingtian City to meet Your Majesty?"

Baihu shook his head and said, "I am the Ming Dynasty, everything is judged by the Holy Father, and I can't answer Chen Gong's question."

"I can't go if I think about it......" Chen Qiong muttered a little lonely.

Baihu felt that Chen Qiong at this time was still of great use to the grandson.

Then he spoke, "Taisun...... I have a foundation for the Ming Society, focusing on inheritance. Chen Gong has great talents, that is, the officials test their merits, and they should also be placed among the capable officials. His Royal Highness has the ambition of reforming the old and making the new, and the Ming Dynasty is changing with each passing day. I think Chen Gong should know what he should do."

Jinyi Wei Baihu felt that he had made it very clear.

After all, from his own point of view, he did not have any disgust for Chen Qiong, a person from the Chen Dynasty who betrayed the original Annan, but admired the other party for knowing the current affairs the most.

It's just that the other party is a new person after all, and the Central Plains has never been short of subordination and rebellion, so the evaluation of Chen Qiong within Jinyiwei is that it is still necessary to observe his loyalty to Daming for a long time.

But under these conditions, Chen Qiong's style of acting is very popular with the brocade guards in Qinghua City.

The means are clean and neat, and there is never hesitation in killing.

It's a talent.

Chen Qiong was slightly surprised, silently glanced at the Jinyi Wei Baihu, and then silently arched her hand, all as a gesture of gratitude.

He looked straight ahead of the road, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go to Qinghua City, and when we go back and see His Highness, we will invite Baihu and my brothers to eat and drink in the city."

Without the day when the people returned to the city, the bathing sheds outside Thanh Hoa City would not be hot. If any of the people of the city want to wash, they can go out of the city and make their own fire and water for their own use.

On the contrary, the porridge shops in the city are cooking porridge and distributing it to the people who have not yet been allocated land.

Jinyi Wei Baihu looked at Qinghua City, which was deserted compared to the day when he first came, but now it has a crowded atmosphere, and looked at Chen Qiong with a smile: "This situation also has the merit of Chen Gong, Chen Gong invited, I dare not refuse."

Chen Qiong nodded and said no more, but led several of his attendants, raised his horsewhip and sped up to break away from the entire team and rush back towards Qinghua City.

……

In the palace of the city lord of Thanh Hoa City.

With the return of the people, the front of the city lord's mansion has gradually accepted many suitable women to do maid things such as sprinkling and sweeping.

The wages offered by the City Lord's Mansion are very attractive.

Two stone of rice per month is enough to make this position the goal of all women.

As a result, this provision has become another reason and reason for the people of Jiaozhi Dao to praise and thank the grandson of the Ming Emperor.

However, in the backyard, only the Ming people are still allowed to stay for a long time, and the people of the Jinyi Guard still play the role of servants, and they will not be paid more because of this.

At the moment, in the pavilion tea room in the back garden.

A burly-looking brocade-clad guard was carrying a tea set into the tea room.

Just as he was about to start cooking tea for Taisun and Yan Shizi.

Yan Shizi Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes with disgust and waved his hand: "It's hard work, let's go down." ….

Ti Qi was stunned for a moment, then shrunk his hands and feet a little aggrieved and stood up, bowed and slowly withdrew.

Zhu Yunxi, who was flipping through the latest report on the return of the people from Qinghua City's land reform and resettlement by Zhu Gaochi, the military commander of the Taisun Army, silently looked up at the aggrieved Jinyiwei who had withdrawn, and then looked at Zhu Gaochi, who had already taken the tea set and cooked it by himself.

"Hypocrisy."

In the face of Zhu Yunxi's ridicule, Zhu Gaochi turned a deaf ear.

While he was busy with the business at hand, he spoke, "Now our department has accepted a total of 3,672 families of returnees, including 13,396 people. There are less than five people in each household, and according to our department's estimation of Thanh Hoa City, more than 30% of the people have returned."

Zhu Yunxi put the report together on the table, patted it and said, "The population of a city is fifty or sixty thousand, and in places like Jiaozhi Road, it can already be regarded as a big city, and your calculations will not be wrong."

Zhu Gaochi tilted his head to look at Zhu Yunxi, and continued, "Thanh Hoa City is an experimental place for us to carry out the reform of the land and return to the stream, and the number of people who have returned now is enough for us to enter the next stage of the plan."

Zhu Yunxi hummed and said casually: "Then let Gao Yangzhi and them transfer people over, since these current scholars and people from the national dynasty are willing to go south with the army, naturally they can't all stay in Changhua County."

"I think so too." Zhu Gaochi agreed, and said, "But the pre-job training and assessment you mentioned last time, especially the ideological training, I think it is very important

Yes, you must make it clear to them what they need to do and how they should do it when they come to Cochindo."

Zhu Yunxi smiled and looked at Zhu Gaochi: "You are the military Sima of our army, you can arrange these things."

Zhu Gaochi snorted.

Then he looked at Zhu Yunxi with his eyes, and said quietly: "Are you also transferring Gao Yangzhi, Qinghua City is going to become Qinghua Mansion, I think you have already decided to be Gao Yangzhi for the position of Qinghua Prefect."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and said, "He is the three-ding armor of Hongwu's twenty-five years, Enke Zhuangyuanlang. If I hadn't pressed it, he would have been doing the noble things compiled in the Hanlin Academy by now, and he would be able to go to various ministries and departments of the imperial court to be a Langzhong in two years.

Now in a newly conquered place like Jiaozhi Road, being an inconspicuous and inexpensive prefect is a grievance to him."

Zhu Gaochi pouted.

Zhu Yunxi's words were completely unbelievable.

He hummed again and again, with an ambiguous expression on his face.

He snorted and said: "Da Ming Law, directly subordinate to the Heavenly Mansion, the prefect of the Dao, the imperial court is the fourth rank, the rank of the Zhongxian doctor, the praise of Yin Xun, the land of a mansion, ten thousand households, and the political and military punishment of the jurisdiction are all in the hands of one person. It was the first person in Ren Hengchao to own the champion archway, and he had never had such a start. Now let Gao Yangzhi be the prefect of Qinghua Mansion, how can he be regarded as wronging him?"

Zhu Yunxi propped his arms on the table, his palms dragging his cheeks, tilting his head and staring at Zhu Gaochi with a strange expression.

Zhu Gaochi frowned, and then reluctantly put down the work in his hand, and raised his hands to surrender: "I didn't say that I have an opinion on this matter. I'm just wondering if you've made up your mind to not just reform the land and circulate goods in Cochin Road. Do you want to use Gao Yangzhi to pry my Ming Ministry of Justice, Yamen Zhengyin sitting in the court, you have to have the experience of the state capital?" ….

Zhu Yunxi looked puzzled: "Why do you think like this?"

Zhu Gaochi stretched out his hand and pressed the flames under the kettle a little lower so that the hot water boiled more slowly, and then said slowly, "Wenhua Hall walks."

Zhu Yunxi's eyebrows suddenly raised.

blinked, motioning for Zhu Gaochi to continue.

Zhu Gaochi sighed lightly: "What if...... If I'm not mistaken, you let Xie Jin, Xia Yuanji, and Tie Xuan serve as the three of Wenhua Palace, and you are also preparing for the future.

Since last year, you have let the three of them enter the palace to act as the counselor of the court, which is paving the way, and let them all have the experience of going to the place in the past, which is also paving the road.

If my guess is correct, as long as I wait a little longer, the three of them will walk in the Wenhua Palace, and even I am afraid that I will have to change my name to the last scholar."

The term "scholar" has been used since ancient times, but sometimes the specific words will be different.

For example, Bao Zheng, a direct scholar of the former Song Longtu Pavilion, who is called Bao Longtu.

Zhu Yunxi was silent, he had never talked about this matter with Zhu Gaochi, because everything was in the bud, and he had never specifically put it on the priority to advance.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Yunxi, and didn't see any other reaction from him, so he continued: "They have local experience, and they have the experience of the government and state affairs of the DPRK and China, and I can easily think that you want to restore the reality of the former Tang Dynasty and the former Song Dynasty from another direction.

If these are not wrong, a champion like Gao Yangzhi, who is born in a mental school, still has the noble official title of a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and now he starts in the state capital, and he will be a scholar in your belt in the future."

Zhu Yunxi did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

Instead, he said, "What are the pros and cons of doing this, according to your guess."

Zhu Gaochi finally stopped at this time.

He felt that he should be right in his guess.

"If this thing is really done, there will be drawbacks. As long as someone reaches that position, once they have selfishness, there will be ministers with power in their hands, or they will become the source of turmoil in the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "What about the advantages?"

Zhu Gaochi replied, "Future generations can't come if they want to

Everyone is like the emperor's grandfather, and I am afraid that even such as the uncle and your children and grandchildren are rare. If there are really some of these measures, at least we can ensure that our Ming decree will be continued, and the world will not fall apart in vain because of the decision of one person."

"How do you perfect this?" Zhu Yunxi asked again.

Zhu Gaochi blinked hesitantly at Zhu Yunxi, and only spoke again after a long time: "Supervision, you must make them have awe in their hearts. Imperial power, the Ming monarch has supreme power. Military power, the king must have the control of the armoured soldiers in the world, and even I think the Wuying Hall should be activated. The will of the people, recently in the governance of Qinghua City, is the foundation of whether we can maintain long-term peace and stability here. As long as the people's will remains unchanged, there will be female cadres in the DPRK and China, and my family will be able to stand tall and be as stable as Mount Tai."

"It's hard."

Zhu Yunxi sighed.

Political management, from ancient times to the present, even in the future, has not had a flawless system. ….

This is because the rule of man determines that politics is carried out by the will of man.

And humans are the most complex creatures in the world.

Zhu Gaochi sighed in a low voice: "Since the eight hundred years of Zhou Tianzi, there has been no emperor in the world for nearly a thousand years, after all, it is necessary for one generation to do the things of one generation."

Woooooooo

The spout of the kettle began to whimper.

Zhu Gaochi's face was happy, and a smile appeared: "The water is boiled."

"The grandson of Qiyu, the prince, Chen Qiong is here."

……

"Minister, Chen Qiong, when the people were recalled, the means were lost, so I came to ask His Highness to plead guilty, and asked His Highness to punish His Majesty."

In the tea room, Chen Qiong, who rushed all the way back to Qinghua City from the mountains, but did not take a breath to rest for a while, entered the city lord's mansion in the dust, and entered the tea room after passing through the ceremony, and knelt on the ground to plead guiltily.

The tea soup brewed from the freshly boiled water was a little hot, so Zhu Yunxi's movements in drinking tea were very slow, and he only glanced at Chen Qiong lightly.

On the side, Yan Shizi and Sima Zhu Gaochi, the Taisun Army, sat straight, holding a thick booklet in their hands, their eyes sinking slightly, and their lips moving slightly.

"A month ago, Zhu Quan, the general of the forward battalion of the headquarters and the king of Daming Ning, led 3,000 troops to cross the river and capture Lang Son Pass, and the general led the Chinese army to arrive at Lang Son Pass."

"In Vietnam, the fire at Lang Son Pass was extinguished, and the general of the forward battalion refused to rest, but led his troops forward again, pursuing the enemy's deserters, for a total of five days, killing 2,000 enemies and capturing more than 3,000. The great general's big tent of the Chinese army stands outside Lang Son City."

"After three days, the army was recuperated. The general's whole army went forward, and the rebellious Chen Yuandan's front army was defeated, and it was defeated, and Langshan City was captured by the general. In this battle, the general's headquarters killed half a thousand enemies and captured more than 10,000 prisoners. rebelled against Chen's Yuandan Army, pushed to Lang Jiang City, and used Ha Ze as a danger to resist the general's march route."

Chen Qiong, who was kneeling on the ground, was already sweating.

Such a front-line military intelligence report did not need to be discussed when he had just returned to the city. Then there is only one possibility, and that is to say it specifically to yourself.

In this military report, the Ming Dynasty can be described as a heavenly soldier, and Chen Yuandan, who is the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, has been identified as a rebel, and when the Annan rebel army commanded by Chen Yuandan faces the Ming army, it is like a collapse and a collapsed army.

Chen Qiong no longer dared to think about how angry Chen Yuandan, who was on the front line of Langjiang City, was so anxious and corrupt now, but he had no good way to retreat.

I'm afraid that after Chen Yuandan lost Langshan Pass, he had already written to inform the Ming Dynasty that everything in Annan was done by Li Jichen, and that he and Annan Chen Chao were both loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Just think about it, the founding prince of the Ming Dynasty, who is the general of the southern expedition, will not listen to a word.

The Ming Dynasty is occupying pieces of land in Annam with an invincible posture and turning it into the territory of the Ming Dynasty's Jiaozhi Dao.

At this moment, Chen Qiong heard the subtext from Yan Shizi's voice.

So, Chen Qiong, who was kneeling on the ground, had her face closer to the ground, and her buttocks were getting higher and higher.

"Fifteen days ago, the general of the forward battalion led his troops to the west and occupied Taiyuan City (I did not find the name of Taiyuan City before Jiaozhi Road), and Xuanhua City on the west side did not fight

And down. The forward battalion will go eastward and attack Langjiang City, and the battle will be decided. The general attacked head-on, cooperated on both sides, rebelled against Chen Yuandan, lost more than half of his command, retreated to Daluo City, defended according to the river, recruited local strong men to enrich the army, watched it or no longer retreated, and was with the city."

Annan is finished.

It's completely over.

Chen Yuandan is no longer retreating, he has no way to retreat.

Da Ming has reached the outside of Daluo City, the capital of Annan, where else can he let Chen New Year's Day go?

Hide west in the mountains and forests?

I heard that Muying, the Marquis of Xiping who was originally in Yunnan Province in the Ming Dynasty, had burned the territory of the Liao Department into a white ground.

Can Chen flee west on New Year's Day beat Xiping Hou Muying?

To the south?

That's even more impossible.

The 20,000 Ming troops on the side of Qinghua City are a role responsible for closing the door and fighting dogs, and now the Ming army occupying Qinghua City has blocked the last way for Chen Yuandan to flee south.

"The general sent a message to Thanh Hoa City, and if there is a rebel army going south, there will be no forgiveness for killing, and no one will be allowed to go south in Thanh Hoa City."

Chen Qiong's whole body was prostrate on the ground, and the low sweat on her face soaked the floor.

There is no vigorous war, no battle to sing and cry about.

Annan has become a stroke of ink in history, and there will only be a Ming Dynasty in the future.

And what about yourself?

I, a member of the royal family of the Chen Dynasty, will be killed by Annan, what will happen?

Chen Qiong raised her head with beads of sweat on her face, and saw that the imperial grandson was staring at him calmly.

His heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

"The minister congratulates the court on its victory, the rebellion and purges in the Jiaozhi Province are imminent, the country is peaceful and prosperous, and the ministers bow their heads and are willing to be cattle and horses, and I hope that the emperor's grandson will have mercy."

At this moment, Chen Qiong was no longer reserved, and she lost all her decency.

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