The Red Mansions

Chapter 10 I don't know what to praise!
In Daming Palace——

"Could it be possible, let me just sit and watch those Tartars ravage the prefectures and counties and slaughter the people under my rule!" Emperor Chongping shouted deeply.

Yang Guochang, the chief assistant of the cabinet, pondered for a while, and said: "The ones who go south, the ones they want are just to get some goods, and it will take ten months at most, and they will lead the troops back."

This sentence is equivalent to letting these robbers rob enough and walk away calmly.

Emperor Chongping sneered, and said, "What a way to lead the troops back! It's just that you want to be Yan Song and wait for the enemy to go away. I don't want to be the Jiajing self-immolation Fengtian Temple in the previous Ming Dynasty!"

"The old minister dare not!" Yang Guochang's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he knelt down to plead guilty.

Emperor Chongping glanced coldly at Yang Guochang, who was kneeling on the ground below, with a gloomy expression, and said, "Military Department."

Li Zan, a scholar of the Martial Arts Hall and Minister of the Ministry of War, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I am here."

This is a middle-aged official in his early forties with a beard under his chin. Facing the enraged Emperor Chongping's inquiry, his face is calm and not flustered.

"Hebei and Shandong guards, how soon can the whole army go north to help?" Emperor Chongping looked at Li Zan, Minister of the Ministry of War, with aggressive eyes, and asked.

Li Zan said in a deep voice: "My minister has sent letters to Kang Hong, the governor of Hebei, and Lu Qi, the governor of Shandong. Half a month."

The country's military system has been corrupted, so he can't guarantee how much the nearly 20 troops will have and how much combat power they will have, but if they just cooperate with the border towns to drive [-] Tartars out of Shanhaiguan, the strength of the troops should be sufficient.

"Kang Hong's 16 soldiers and horses are in Baoding Mansion. It is not difficult to rush to help, and they can arrive at any time... But there are not [-] soldiers in the Shandong Guards. How can we send out such a small number of troops?" Emperor Chongping asked with a frown.

Since the fall of Liaodong, Chen Han, in addition to stationing heavy troops in Jizhen, also set up the post of admiral over the capitals of Shandong, Henan, and Shanxi provinces.

Li Zan explained: "In recent years, there have been droughts in ten places and nine in Shandong. Especially this summer, there has been no rain for several months. There are thousands of miles of barren land and poor harvests in the fields. There are white lotus demons who take advantage of the situation to gather the people to create chaos. The various guards under the command of the Dusi have suppressed bandits and thieves in various prefectures and counties. It can be said that wars are raging everywhere, and they are using troops everywhere. Now they can mobilize [-] soldiers. I think it is Lu Qi's clumsy and painstaking efforts."

Emperor Chongping sighed, he knew about the severe drought in Shandong, he waved his hand and said, "Let's do this in advance."

As for the Twelfth Regiment Battalion in Beijing, no one in the capital proposed to transfer the soldiers of the Three Auxiliaries in Gyeonggi, and there were not nearly 20 soldiers and horses guarding them.

The thieves in Shandong are making trouble, so why not in Shaanxi?It's just that the Gyeonggi Sanfu is heavily guarded, and the banditry can be wiped out at any time, and the situation is still under control.

Emperor Chongping looked at the kneeling chief minister of the cabinet, Yang Guochang, and most of the anger in his heart gradually subsided, and he sighed: "Yang Aiqing, get up too, the ground is cold."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Guochang said in a trembling voice, but he didn't get up for a while, holding an ivory jade wat, and said in a cang voice: "I am approaching my twilight years, I feel old and dull, lack of energy, and I am becoming more and more ineffective in political affairs. The father of the king is worried, and he can't caress the people on the border of the town, so I beg for the bones."

Emperor Chongping was silent for a while, and then he said: "The current state affairs are difficult, when our monarch and ministers are working together to help each other, how can Mr. Yang Ge bear to abandon me and leave?"

Yang Guochang stayed in the court. Compared with his predecessor, the chief assistant, he was able to get money for the treasury, which was used for border defense, bandit suppression, and preparations for bandits. Once he left, where did the money come from?
Yang Guochang asked again, and the old god was there, his eyelids drooped slightly, and Han Huang, the cabinet assistant who seemed to be asleep, straightened his expression, glanced at Emperor Chongping, pulled Yang Guochang's arm aside, and said in a gentle voice: "Master Ge, Your Majesty is worried. We are all aware of the side affairs, the momentary feelings, and the old man's self-blame, but the current situation in the country is difficult, and the old man cannot be separated from the general situation, and the old man must be considerate of His Majesty, and take care of the overall situation."

Yang Guochang was supported by Han Huang, but when he heard Han Huang's "warm words", he felt a chill in his heart. He looked up at Emperor Chongping with a gloomy face, and said in a trembling voice: "The state is in dire straits. Bones, you also need to solve your father's worries and problems."

And in the Daming Palace, when the rulers and ministers of the Han Dynasty were invading the border for the Tartars, when they urgently discussed countermeasures——

In Shenjing City, Ningrong Street, and Liutiaoer Hutong, Jia Heng had just washed off the smell of alcohol and changed into a regular shirt. On the rice paper under the east window, he outlined a map of the 13 provinces in the north and south of the Han Dynasty.

"Chen Han inherited Zhu Ming, so he naturally took over Zhu Ming's territory. Later, after a hundred years of national dynasty, Jianzhou Jurchen rose again in Liaodong. 25 years ago, Liaodong was seized, and the name of Jianguo was Jin. Since then, Chen Han has fully entered the period of strategic defense. Frontiers The situation is basically a large Northern Song Dynasty, or better than the Northern Song Dynasty, the capital of the country is set in Chang'an, and the clouds have not been lost."

Jia Heng looked at the map on the rice paper, which was drawn by combining Xie Zaiyi and the border situation mentioned by him in the past two days.

"Wang Shouren, a sage of the former Ming Dynasty, once said that although the Ming Dynasty was large, the most important places were only four places. If the four places were lost, the Ming Dynasty would perish. Fortunately, in Jizhou, the capital city of Chen and Han was established in Chang'an, and the Tartars entered the customs, so they can still settle in the middle of Shu, but it is not too safe to combine with the small court of the previous Nanming Dynasty."

Since chatting with Xie Zaiyi for the past two days, coupled with the study of this world history book, Jia Heng can almost conclude that this world of Red Mansions is on the eve of a chaotic world.

The Tanchun marriage in the Dream of the Red Chamber, Chen Han couldn't even win the Fan Kingdom along the West Sea, how weak should the national and military strength be?
You can get a glimpse of it from now on.

"There were only more than ten years of peace. At that time, not only the Jia mansion collapsed, but even the country fell to the hands of foreign people. Ghosts chanted under the green maple forest, and the bones were like a mountain, and I forgot my surname... I, the Chinese artifact, will... It was stolen by a foreign race."

Jia Heng exhaled deeply.

If he doesn't want to die like a mustard in troubled times more than ten years later, he must make plans in advance.

"However, right now we still need to pass the level of Jia Zhen and his son."

Ningguo Mansion

In the flower hall covered with woolen carpets, after hearing Jia Rong's report, Jia Zhen's face was gloomy, and she said coldly, "Did he really say that?"

"How dare the child hide it from the master, Jia Heng said, even if it is ten thousand taels of gold, he will not withdraw the engagement!" Jia Rong said angrily.

"What a Jia Heng, how courageous!" Jia Zhen snorted coldly, and patted the table, shaking the plate on it.

Since he was the head of the Jia family, apart from the master of the West mansion, none of the Wu Fu relatives of these two mansions dared to disobey him like this.

I don't know what to praise!
Sitting demurely aside, a beautiful woman, about thirty years old, with cloud temples pulled into a woman's hair bun, revealing a forehead as smooth as jade, golden steps shining under the candlelight, a body of exquisite workmanship, The yellow-brown skirt made of exquisite materials fully displayed the plump figure.

The beautiful woman has exquisite facial features, rosy cheeks, charming and bright like peach blossoms in February, a petite nose with a straight bridge, full and moist cherry lips painted with light rouge, and a fair and slender neck with beautiful twin peaks, Resembling a full moon, she smiled sweetly and said, "Master, why are you so angry? If Jia Heng doesn't allow it, then find another good school for Rong'er..."

"What do you know!" Jia Zhen didn't wait for You Shi to finish speaking, her face sank like water, she gave a cold drink, interrupted the conversation, and reprimanded: "Rong'er is useless! She is always looking for flowers and willows, flying eagles and lackeys. Which Miss Gonghou can take a liking to him! This is how I managed to find a good marriage for him, how can I allow such a bad thing!"

Hearing Jia Zhen's reprimand, Youshi's tender body trembled, her hands clenched the pink embroidered handkerchief tightly, her vermilion lips were pursed, not daring to speak more.

After being married for many years, she knew that Jia Zhen was really angry.

Jia Zhen cast a pair of vicious gazes at Jia Rong who was frightened like a quail, and said coldly: "Rong'er, if you find Jia Heng tomorrow, I will meet him in person and see if there is anything wrong with him in his eyes." My patriarch!"

(End of this chapter)