Wang Chengen and Luo Yangxing did not dare to accept this sentence.
Now Yuan Chonghuan holds the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and concurrently serves as the censor of the right capital of the Supervisory Academy. He is also in charge of Liaodong, Jizhen, Shandong, Tianjin, and the military and civil affairs. His power is overwhelming. This is no longer something they can talk about casually.
"After Inspector Yuan brought the grain and fodder of the five towns under unified management, he has not transported supplies to Dongjiang for three months. All relevant materials have been seized. General Mao is trying to smoothen the relationship and hopes that Inspector Yuan can release it as soon as possible."
Chongzhen knew about the feud below. Both of them went to court and accused each other. The emperor had no good way. Since Yuan Chonghuan was employed, he could only give Mao Wenlong work and make him obey the leadership.
For the emperor, it was easy to carry the big one and the small one. Now that everyone was counting on Yuan Chonghuan, Mao Wenlong naturally had to suffer some injustice.
The emperor sighed, said nothing more, and continued to give instructions on the memorial.
He has invested too much in that Nanmanzi. It is like buying a stock. There is no way to decide whether it will rise or fall.
After a while, the emperor asked again: "How is the investigation on the Ningyuan mutiny going?"
Wang Chengen felt a sudden thought, he did not expect that the emperor would still remember this incident.
It seems that although Yuan Chonghuan used the fait accompli to make the emperor hold his nose and admit it, it is obvious that the matter is not over yet, and the emperor is still thinking about it.
The emperor's eyes do not rub sand.
"Back to the emperor, those who participated in the mutiny were all from Donglin. Man Gui and Zuo Liangyu, who were not from Donglin, restrained their subordinates and did not participate." Luo Yangxing said.
The emperor did not speak, as if he had expected it. The hall fell into silence again. Only the dripping sound was heard.
A few months ago, the emperor had received a memorial from Yuan Chonghuan, requesting that Mangui be transferred from Mangui and that Zuo Liangyu be held accountable for his inaction during the mutiny.
Now that we are trapped, we can only hope that this stock can unwind.
Chongzhen had no choice but to transfer Mangui to Xuanda and Zuo Liangyu to Changping.
Zuo Liangyu's fate was bad, and he happened to catch up with the previous pirate invasion. Chongzhen finally raised an elite army, but it was fooled by the pirates and collapsed in three days. Chongzhen was so angry that he dismissed them all and let them
Stay in office and perform meritorious service.
This battalion has not yet recovered its strength and is still being reorganized.
The emperor has approved the recruitment of a new group of people to supplement the lost troops.
"What is Yang Fan doing?"
Wang Chengen didn't expect the emperor's thinking to jump so much. He was thinking about what to say.
At this time, Luo Yangxing rushed to say: "Yang Tongzhi built a small city on the grassland, it seems to be called Duolun City, just upstream of the Luan River. He said he was going to Mongolia to buy wool for weaving."
Chongzhen nodded. Yang Fan mentioned this in his report, saying that he planned to seduce Mongolian herdsmen to herd his sheep.
He planned to raise some fine-wool sheep, which could be used to weave cloth and make light and soft wool. He also gave him, the queen, and the two noble concubines a cloak each.
The material looks really good, the wool is as smooth as satin, and it looks very high-end.
Even though the emperor didn't understand business, he could still see that this was a good deal. He was still considering whether to let the queen take a share in it.
It's getting colder every year these days, and I know that this kind of warm, high-end clothing will have good sales.
There were many rich people in the Ming Dynasty, but only the emperor was poor.
Jiangnan is full of gold and silver. They are already rich, and coupled with the overseas smuggling trade, everyone is extremely rich.
The weather has been cold in the past two years, and Taihu Lake has frozen. Jiangnan's mink and other high-end furs have been sold at sky-high prices.
The woolen fabric is so light, yet so warm, and feels as smooth as silk and satin. When made into clothes, it is very stiff and indescribably beautiful. Once it was put on the market, it was not wildly sought after by the rich.
It's just that there is no need to tell the ministers about these things. Instead, it seems that he is competing for the interests of the people.
Seeing that the emperor had no expression on his face, Luo Yangxing gritted his teeth and decided to report a piece of bad news. It was not a good thing that his intelligence was not taken seriously by the emperor.
"Your Majesty, Yang Fan went to the grasslands to build a city privately without His Majesty's orders. He purchased furs, cattle, sheep and horses on a large scale to compete with the people for profit."
Luo Yangxing has always been dissatisfied with Yang Fan's influence in Jinyiwei. He came up after Yang Fan. Yang Fan was nine thousand years old and had a huge influence in Jinyiwei. After he took office, he has been committed to de-concentrating Yang Fan.
At this time, I took the opportunity to sue him.
Seeing that the emperor had no expression, he felt unwilling to do so, but he knew that if he continued to talk and made the matter clear, he would definitely offend Yang Fan, and there would be no way for the two of them to make a difference.
But after a moment's hesitation, he made up his mind to read his book.
"Yang Fan is good at launching border provocations and has already caused siege from various Mongolian tribes on the grassland. Once he is defeated, it may affect the security along the Great Wall."
This time he finally caught the emperor's attention. He looked up at Luo Yangxing and said slowly and logically: "Bring me a map and show me where Duolun is."
Wang Chengen hurriedly called the young eunuch and brought him a map. Luo Yangxing also hurriedly came over and pointed out Duolun's location.
"Hey, it's so far away and hanging alone in the depths of the grassland. If it's attacked by the Mongols, how can we rescue it?" the emperor couldn't help but said.
Although here and Zunhua are connected by the Luanhe River, there are dense mountainous areas in between, and the distance is three to four hundred miles away. In this era, the infantry would have to walk for more than ten days to get there.
Chongzhen felt a little bit whether Yang Fan's boast of the City of Wool was reliable.
It is true that the pasture here is good and the water source is sufficient. As he said in his memorial, it is beneficial to agriculture and livestock. But it is too far here. If something happens, it will be surrounded on all sides.
Chongzhen made up his mind that he would not end up in trouble. Let him do it by himself. Don't expect me to send troops. If he can stand firm, he can consider joining a share.
If he failed and retreated from the grassland in a gray state, the matter would not be mentioned.
In fact, he knew in his heart that he did not give Yang Fan the reward he deserved in order to appease Dong Lin. He felt sorry for Yang Fan.
In fact, I am actually a little wary of him in my heart, worried that he will not be able to lose his big head if he grows bigger. I am also somewhat happy to see Donglin's suppression of him come to fruition.
Therefore, when it comes to rewards based on merit, he was only given some false positions, but no territory or real power. The power of Jinyiwei was also taken back, and only a high-level title was retained.
But it's not clear yet that he has any dissatisfaction. It's still the same as before. It's quite a sign of your kindness.
After this incident, the Jinyi Guards reported to Yang Fan that in addition to the Hexi Guard Qianhu Station with more than 3,600 people, he also restored his own servant group training. There were also 3,600 people.
Although Xinghe Tuanlian had this establishment when he applied, no one could say anything.
But these more than 3,000 people were all cavalry. The emperor felt a little uncomfortable.
At this time, the emperor thought to himself that if Yang Fan was so tormented, it would be a good idea to go to the grassland and cause trouble to consume his strength. After he had damaged his servants and team members, he could let him calm down for a while.
This chapter has been completed!