No matter when Fang Xiaoru and Huang Zicheng and their group arrive, the handling of the Mongol surrender cannot be delayed any longer.

He Qiu asked the soldiers in the army to help watch these people, and let them build roads together every day, and now there are many generals near Miyun, and they can't make any big trouble.

He Qiu had been sending people to keep an eye on this group of Mongols to prevent them from gathering to make trouble, after all, who knows if there are any people who have bad brains?

It turned out that this group of Mongols was very honest, and the people sent by He Qiu reported to him, saying that no one needed to watch at all.

He Qiu felt very curious, so he led two guards to the camp of this group of Mongols.

As soon as he arrived at the camp of this group of people, He Qiu was almost smoked to death by the stench that came to his face, and He Qiu almost didn't catch his breath.

I finally got used to it, so I asked the Mongolians in the camp.

"Do you think you're happy now?"

Then He Qiu found that the Mongolian opposite him stared at him, and he couldn't do it at all, this Mongolian didn't know Chinese at all.

He Qiu had no choice but to let the people in the camp who knew Chinese come out and follow them as translators.

Then I asked again.

The Mongols in front of him chattered a lot.

Translated, it roughly means that he feels that his life is very good now, he can eat well, there is a kang on the stove, and he will not freeze, and he wants to continue to do this, and asks He Qiu how long he can do this kind of work.

He Qiu asked several Mongolians in a row, and they all answered him like this, which made He Qiu's eyes look at the translator wrong.

It can't be that you kid reports good news and doesn't report bad news, and translates to fool me casually, right?

The Mongolian translator who followed him probably saw what He Qiu meant, and explained to He Qiu with a puffed face.

"Noble, I didn't lie to you, that's what they said."

"I used to be the leader of a small tribe, and my life is a little better than now, but my people still freeze to death a lot every year."

"So, I also think that my life is pretty good now, I work hard, and I don't have to fight with those leaders."

He Qiu carefully looked at the translator in front of him, as if he was really a tribal leader, and he was dressed differently from other Mongolians.

So what these people say is true?

If this is the case, then the arrangement plan that He Qiu considered before may have to be modified, because at present, ordinary Mongolians are indeed not very reluctant to work on roads like this.

They don't know how to farm very well, so can they consider turning them into their own construction team? Or a worker in a workshop?

Thinking of this, He Qiu hurriedly said to the translator, then left the camp of the Mongolian troops and ran to find Zhu Di.

After listening to what He Qiu said, Zhu Di was also a little moved, after all, it was hundreds of thousands of people, if he could really work hard and not resist, it would be of great use to the road construction of the Beiping Dusi.

To be able to enhance the Beiping Dusi is to enhance the strength of his Yanwang Mansion in disguise.

However, considering the importance of the matter, he still needs to think about it, discuss it with Lan Yu and the others, and then report it to the imperial court.

He Qiu is not in a hurry, anyway, there is enough work to build the road now, so let this group of Mongolians do it first, and then secretly stuff some people into the workshop.

He Qiu is more curious about another thing now, that is, Lan Yu played a trick before, targeting Fang Xiaoru.

Lan Yu is a relative of the crown prince, and he is the Marquis of Yongchang in the imperial court, Fang Xiaoru is a great literati, and now he doesn't seem to have an official body, how can it be worth Lan Yu's big fight?

Hearing He Qiu ask this, Zhu Di's face was also a little strange, and he pondered for a while and said.

"Fang Xiaoru is not as simple as you think."

He Qiu's mind was full of question marks, he knew that this person was later punished by the Yongle Emperor in front of him, and the others only learned a few days ago that Fang Xiaoru was the prince's senior brother, could it be that there was anything special about his identity?

"Fang Xiaoru is also an ordinary literati, right? Even if he is the prince's senior brother, it should be quite simple for Lan Yu to really want to move him? ”

Zhu Di shook his head and said.

"Fang Xiaoru is the prince's junior brother, and he is also my junior brother, both of whom were taught by Master Song Lian."

He Qiu was taken aback, there is such a big melon? seems to be yes, Song Lian also served as Zhu Di's teacher.

Eh, if you look at it this way, then in the future, Zhu Di will punish the ten clans and kill Fang Xiaoru's disciples, in fact, they are all Song Lian's apprentices, and they still have to call Zhu Di an uncle?

Tsk, Zhu Di, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, is really ruthless.

He Qiu said with some sighs: "I really can't see it, you have something to do with him!" ”

Zhu Di sneered: "If it's really just because of this, Lan Yu won't dare to touch him?" ”

"This person is very famous, especially the fame in Shilin, his attainments in Confucianism are quite high, some people say that he can become a generation of Wenzong, comparable to Mr. Song."

Then he glanced at He Qiu again and said.

"He is a very honest person and has a good character, and his father also knows his reputation in this regard, and he has seen him personally."

"In addition, his reputation for being studious is also widely spread, when he was studying, he only ate nine meals a month, and he could study hard."

He Qiu gasped, this was outrageous.

The prince, the Son of Heaven, and Shilin all seem to appreciate Fang Xiaoru, but this person has either become a hedgehog, or he has the heart to do it, and he doesn't know how to fix him.

No wonder Lan Yu wanted to stumble on him silently, if nothing else, Fang Xiaoru would definitely become a generation of famous ministers and Confucians, but unfortunately the prince died early.

At present, it is difficult for Zhu Di to move him.

A scholar with a deep background, good conduct, and a wide range of contacts, there are no black spots on his body.

This person is here, if it is really like what Lan Yu said, there is a bunch of things, I'm afraid that the arrangement of these Mongols will be troublesome.

He Qiu also planned to cut through the mess quickly, and instigated Zhu Di to discuss with Lan Yu and the others quickly, the previous plan could be changed a little, if it was according to what the Mongols who were building the road now said, then they might really be able to integrate into the Ming Dynasty.

Don't worry about their easy rebellion, after all, this world is such a fuck, as long as people can eat and drink enough, few ordinary people are willing to live a life with no more heads on their belts, and they are dedicated to being thieves and opposing the court.

Zhu Di was not ambiguous, and quickly told Lan Yu and others about He Qiu's suggestion, and after Lan Yu and Wang Bi personally went to the camp of the Mongolian surrender army, they also agreed with He Qiu's statement.

So, several people joined forces again to demonstrate the feasibility of using this group of Mongolians as construction workers.

Now we still have to wait for Nanjing's reply, but the camp is arranged like this first, He Qiu thought twice, and tried to allocate 3,000 Mongolians to the Xishan Coal Mine for mining.

If there are no problems this time, it is really feasible, at least near Beiping.

In the remaining time, He Qiu had nothing to do, so he could only read in his heart when the will of the prince's people and Zhu Yuanzhang would arrive, and whether he would refute their opinions on the handling of the Mongols.

Just when He Qiu was thinking about Fang Xiaoru and the group of East Palace ministers like this, these people finally came to Miyun's camp.

Before Fang Xiaoru could settle down here for two days, Fang Xiaoru threw out an extremely exciting plan.

Let these Mongols who have surrendered return to the grassland, and the Ming Dynasty will distribute farming tools, cattle and sheep, help build houses, and so on.

For a time, the military situation was in an uproar.

This is really outrageous, for the migration of people in the Ming Dynasty, the conditions given by the Ming Dynasty are probably the same, are the Mongols more expensive than the people of the Ming Dynasty?

He Qiu was puzzled, what did this Fang Xiaoru want to do?

Originally, he thought that such an unreliable remark would naturally not be supported by anyone, but he didn't expect that those people in the south of the East Palace's subordinates would actually approve of Fang Xiaoru's plan.

This made He Qiu almost lose his nose, what did this group of Confucian students think, it was really outrageous.

Obviously, Da Ming won the battle, how can this be as if Da Ming lost.

In the camp tent on the other side, Huang Zicheng persuaded Fang Xiaoru hard.

"You can't do this, it will make the prince very passive, now these are all powerful generals in the army, when officially showing them the prince's thoughts, you can't be so pedantic."

Huang Zicheng is really dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, he can't say what he is suffering, he knew before he left that Fang Xiaoru would be very difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Just put forward this kind of arrangement on other people's territory, and put aside the orders of the Son of Heaven and the Prince.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiaoru stared at Huang Zicheng and retorted angrily.

"This is the way of the Master's benevolence and righteousness, and if you want to walk the way, why should you act according to the faces of others?"

Huang Zicheng was even more desperate, it seemed that he couldn't persuade Fang Xiaoru, this person was too bookish.

Li Jinglong, who came with him, sat on the side and watched, without the slightest intention of contributing, this is another 'prince's henchman' who just wants to watch from the sidelines.

Huang Zicheng only thought that his teammates were not very reliable, but he didn't expect to be so unreliable, if he knew that in the official history, he would follow such a group of people to assist Zhu Yunwen in the future, and if he couldn't say it, he would vomit blood and die now.