Nurhachi ordered Daishan to deploy as soon as possible. At the latest in February, the first batch of three Niulu people from Zhenghongqi would be gathered and sent to Huining.
He also talked about the situation of Horqin and other Mongolian tribes who surrendered to the Jin Dynasty, and named three or four little Belles who would marry the daughters and sisters of Mongolian Taiji to further strengthen the coexistence with Horqin and attack the Ming Dynasty in northern Liaoning in the future.
Several military garrison fortresses.
After the discussion, Nurhachi went back to Abahai's room to rest.
The group of sons and grandsons who had their own evil intentions also left the Khan Palace Yamen one after another.
Mang Gurtai's younger brother, Xiao Beiledegelei of Zhenglan Banner, saw Mu Zaohua following Yue Tuo to the office of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and asked with a stern face: "Don't you go to the house to see my brother?
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Mu Zaohua said: "I happen to be going to the mansion tomorrow to see the craftsmen's wax molds."
Degerei immediately became angry: "Why, you are a busy man now. Even if my brother is sick, you still have to be free before you are willing to go and take a look?"
Mu Zaohua frowned, glanced at the banner leaders around her, and said in a low voice: "Sanbeile is not feeling well, how can I not be anxious? However, Da Fujin and several side Fujins must be in front of his bed now.
Everyone is waiting around, so what does it matter if I go? Besides, it’s just past noon, and I have to be on duty at the household department. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be that I’m just receiving your generous salary in vain, and that I’ve failed to live up to the special kindness the Great Khan has shown me?”
Dege-like language chokes.
He avoided Mu Zaohua's gaze and turned his gaze, only to see Yue Tuan in front of him also slowing down.
Mu Zaohua said, "I have my own difficulties, and I have Shangshu Beile to take care of them," and hurried to Yue Tuo's place.
Degelei wanted to say something else, but Huang Taiji called him from behind: "Tenth brother, the slaves in my banner dug up an old ginseng. You can take it to replenish Sanbeile."
Degler hurriedly turned around and called his attendants to take the ginseng. He saluted and said, "Thank you, Brother Bago."
The relationship between Derge Lei and Huang Taiji has not deteriorated due to the influence of Mang Gurtai in recent years. On the contrary, he even secretly envied those younger brothers or nephews who were close to Huang Taiji and could learn wisdom from Huang Taiji.
Even more respected by Khan.
At this moment, Huang Taiji, with a warm expression on his face, naturally walked side by side with Dege, and said in a serious tone: "The days go by so fast. Sanbeile is about to reach forty. After all, his body and bones are not as good as when he was young, and I am the same. Okay.
Here, Derge, Zhenglan Banner and you are still there. Amma has told me several times about your achievements in defeating Goose Feather City."
Dege showed surprise: "Really?"
"What am I kidding you for?" Huang Taiji smiled, "Don't you know it yourself? You have been favored by Amma since you were a child. Otherwise, Mu Zaohua rescued you from the Ming army, and Amma would be so important.
she?"
Dege said: "That's because this Nikan woman is indeed quite capable."
Huang Taiji softly said "Oh", and soon, before Derge's expression turned to the embarrassment of awakening, he continued: "Yes, Ama is so wise and has a good eye for recognizing people. Mu Zao never said it.
The flowers in the household department have come up with a lot of good ideas, and they have also given you the face of Zhenglan Banner."
Seeing Dege Lei's silence, Huang Taiji made a sincere expression and said: "By the way, Ama sees that the household department is in good shape, and maybe we will set up another military department. Dege Lei, you
You are a generation older than Yue Tuo, and have fought several battles in the grassland and Kuandian. I guess, Bage, Amma will let you be the Minister of the Ministry of War."
Dege Lei said in confusion: "Bago, the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu is here to get food for us, Daikin. What is the Minister of the Ministry of War doing?"
"On the order of the Great Khan, we dispatched troops. We, Dajin, will definitely occupy more and more places. I told Ama that it is not possible to rely on Dabeile's method of serving the moon. Just think about it.
, when we suffered a setback in Fushun, was it really because of a little Nikan merchant woman who tried to find some of our troops? After thinking about it, it was because someone from the Ming Dynasty's military department came to Liaodong and commanded it well. The Qi family army and those who faced me
How could the Sichuan barbarians come to defend the city of the Han people in Liaodong if it wasn't for the order from the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty?"
Dege nodded as if he had some understanding.
This is why he secretly admires Sibeile Huang Taiji.
How could he ever see clearly that Huang Taiji would gradually use another power structure to eliminate the decision-making power of the other three Baylors? He could only lament that Mang Gurtai was only interested in killing the Ming army and robbing things, but Huang Taiji was
He doesn't just arrogantly regard his enemies as fat sheep, but often spy on them and imitate them.
"Old Shi, don't you think that Bage is too verbose," Huang Taiji patted Dege Lei on the shoulder, "Although Yue Tuo is your nephew, don't get along with him. He is only one or two years younger than you. You and him
Learn how to be a minister. Furthermore, shoulder more of your responsibility for Zhenglan Banner and accumulate military merits. This is when you can fight."
"Yes, I understand. Don't worry, Bago."
After Huang Taiji walked away, Dege was lost in thought for a moment, then walked slowly towards Mang Gurtai's mansion east of King Khan's Well.
Learn from Yue Tuo?
Dege felt sick when he thought of the figure who disappeared with Zaohua into the room on duty at the Ministry of Household Affairs.
However, Huang Taiji's last words made Dege Lei feel a little envious.
Huang Taiji mentioned the past events of the Battle of Fushun, why didn't he, Dege, review the Battle of Luanhe in his mind?
That time, if Mang Gurtai's elite soldiers were all in the hands of his Dege, even if the Ming people tried to trick him, Dege would not have lost so embarrassingly.
After burning the incense, Dege walked into Mang Gurtai's house and saw that his compatriot brother was much thinner than Xia Yueli, with an old face. Huang Taiji's words of encouragement rang in his ears again:
The burden of Zheng Lanqi is at an age where he can fight.
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Xia Wenming writes like a pen and enters the household department to check the room.
In late spring, Xia Wenming was almost killed by his own compatriots from the Ming Dynasty in Efeu City in order to protect the corpses of thousands of households guarding the city.
Mu Zaohua and Yue Tuo rescued him and fulfilled their promise to him. After burying the bodies of the Ming soldiers who died in the battle, Xia Wenming, who was full of depression and hesitation, did not stay in Efeu City, but accepted Mu Zaohua's promise to him.
After being persuaded to surrender by Zaohua, she came to Hetuala and became the "Bi Tie Shi" who was urgently needed by the Hou Jin regime. On weekdays, like other Manchu and Han Bi Tie Shi with a limited number of people, they drafted various simple government orders, or
It records the major events in the internal and external affairs of the Later Jin Dynasty.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Today, Xia Wenming presented a Manchu-Chinese bilingual sales contract to Yue Tuo, which will serve as the unification of domestic and foreign trade monopolized by each banner owner.
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Yue Tuo, as one of the rare bilingual people among the nobles of the Hou Jin Dynasty, quickly browsed through it and nodded: "You slave, you are quite good at Manchu literature."
Mu Zaohua on the side said: "Mr. Xia is a scholar. A scholar can learn anything quickly as long as he works hard."
Yue Tuo raised his lowered eyes slightly.
Yue Tuan, who was already very familiar with Mu Zaohua's tone of voice, heard that she was emphasizing the word "sir".
Yue Tuo smiled congenially and changed his title: "Does Mr. Xia's family have enough food?"
Xia Wenming said one word calmly: "Enough."
Yue Tuo waved his hand, signaling Xia Wenming to step back.
"You people of the Ming Dynasty, don't you particularly like hearing the word 'slave'?" Yue Tuo asked harmoniously while changing a few Manchu characters on the deed paper with his pen in hand.
Mu Zaohua said: "It's also divided into people. The Tong family won't feel at odds with each other. I'm not very mature yet, especially Mr. Xia. So, I have to take his face into consideration."
Yue Tuo stopped writing: "It's not a big deal. From now on, you don't have to call yourself a slave in front of me."
Mu Zaohua has gradually figured out how to handle this delicate person who is rarely seen in Hou Jin Dynasty.
The rhythm of not letting this ambiguity dilute is not to remain a slave to thank him for his compassion, but to show a wanton abandonment of dignity.
In this government office, which is clearly an office, expressing my concerns is a bit out of bounds.
You can even use retreat as an opportunity to advance, showing the other side of yourself that puts aside your edge and treats you gently.
Mrs. Zheng said that, in fact, all men fall into this trap to some extent, and Tatar men are no exception.
"Master Beile went to Huining to get food this time and made great achievements, but he is also very tired. Why don't you take a rest at the house and accompany Fujin and my little brother?"
"Sanbeile is sick. You didn't go to visit him. Are you still here staring at Xia Wenming writing the deed?"
Yue Tuo blurted out, but with his character, he quickly figured out that although this reaction was true, it was inappropriate, very inappropriate.
A hint of bitterness flashed across the corner of Mu Zaohua's mouth, and the version of the answer was naturally very different from the one given to Derge.
"It is precisely because he is sick that I can't go. To make him unhappy would only make matters worse."
Yue Tuo's eyes were still looking out the door. On the bright snow, Niu Lu'er of each banner came to receive the sign from the Ministry of Revenue. With the sign, he could go to the granary in the south of the city to exchange for grain.
From the outside, it seemed that the minister and Ezhen in the duty room were far away from each other, chatting about official matters.
In fact, after Yue Tuan pondered for a moment, he asked softly: "What's wrong? If you feel unhappy, say it."
"It's my fault. I came to Hetuala. I obviously wanted to follow Sanbeile from now on. But, I didn't expect... I don't know what happened. It seems that I still want to stay outside."
Yue Tuo's eyes finally turned to the face of the woman sitting at the bottom: "Are you afraid that some of his relatives will embarrass you? Because you are from the Ming Dynasty?"
Mu Zaohua shook her head.
"why?"
Mu Zaohua took a courageous attitude: "I like to organize state affairs for Dajin, watch the craftsmen making wax models for artillery, go to Yiju to find Korean traders, go to Solon Sanbu to explore trade routes, and this time,
If the barrel of the cannon hadn't exploded, I would have really wanted to go with you, Mr. Beile, to see the situation in Huining. I used to be able to farm in my hometown in the Ming Dynasty."
Yue Tuo raised his chin slightly, looking at the other person with a look of disdain, but he was actually listening attentively.
At the end, he gave an almost inaudible snort and said: "You have done nothing wrong. Your ambition to provide advice and run around for us, Daikin, is not as dignified as the idea of serving a banner master?"
Mu Zaohua said helplessly: "It would be great if Sanbeile thought the same way."
Yue Tuo suddenly became upset: "Zaohua, have you brought the Shencrow ointment?"
"I didn't bring it with me, no, it's gone." Mu Zaohua's originally confused look turned sober and frank, "Master Beile, the last time I got the divine crow ointment from the Koreans, I gave it to San Beile.
I wanted to resell some to the west for grain, but Sanbeile refused. However, even if I still have it, I won’t smoke it for you. At Sanbeile, I also told Dafujin to ask him to smoke less. I will smoke it myself.
Shencrow Cream, my body is very strong, but I don’t know if Sanbeile’s physical weakness after entering autumn is because of Shencrow Cream. I’m worried that you Jurchens have different physiques from us Mingren. I’m afraid that if you smoke too much, you will also
meeting……"
"Nonsense," Yue Tuo didn't believe it, but at the same time he was pleased with the woman's worried thoughts, "If it doesn't exist, it won't happen. I'm not a Bashiku who rushes for food."
Mu Zaohua stood up and said, "If Lord Beile has nothing else to say, am I going to take a leave of absence?"
"Um."
Mu Zaohua put on her dog-skin hat, turned around and said to Yue Tuo: "I felt uncomfortable today and said some nonsense. Lord Baylor, don't take it seriously."
Yue Tuo stared at her: "It's better to say it than to keep it in your heart."
Mu Zaohua also looked at her with a slightly stunned look, but quickly followed the etiquette of a slave and left.
After leaving the check-in room, the performing woman slowly breathed in the cold air, and the congestion in her chest was relieved a lot.
It didn't matter. Even Tong Fengnian of the Tong family who shot Mr. Wu, she could face it calmly many times without stabbing him impulsively. It was no big deal to make excuses in front of Yue Tuo.
Mu Zaohua returned home first, grabbed the things she wanted, and then walked through the thick snow to Tong Xiyu's house.
Tong Xiyu was lying on the warm kang, smoking a hookah comfortably.
Although she immediately asked her servant to bring Zaohua into the house, she did not sit up and just asked lazily: "Master Erzhen came to see me, what's the matter?"
Mu Zaohua looked around, but stopped talking.
Tong Xiyu asked the two little maids to go out, leaving only the head servant and her mistress, Lao Li.
"You can say it now, Lord Zhen."
"Sister Tong, just call me Zaohua. I, Mu Zaohua, have always respected Sister Tong's thoughts."
As she spoke, Mu Zaohua opened the large baggage she was carrying, revealing many dark lumps inside.
Lao Li leaned over to take a look and asked inquiringly: "Is this the Divine Crow Cream?"
Mu Zaohua nodded: "It's the kind that honors Sanbeile and Dabeile. The afurong soup that Khan usually eats is also made from its shell. These are all given to my sister."
Tong Xiyu's eyes shined.
She had long wanted to try this delicacy enjoyed by the top Jurchen nobles.
"Why are you so polite? Are you in trouble and want to beg me?" Tong Xiyu looked back at Mu Zaohua with a leisurely look.
"Sister is an open-minded person, and I don't want to show off. I recently collected a batch of copper from Huining, but it was robbed by horse thieves. I can't delay making cannons. Sister, can you give me some of the copper you got from the west? Next time
I will collect more copper and return it to you immediately."
Tong Xiyu bared his teeth and smiled: "Why are you so careless? Didn't you personally fight the battle?"
Mu Zaohua looked frustrated: "I blame me for trusting the guide's deceit and taking people to the nearby river to collect Dongzhu. As a result, I didn't receive a few Dongzhu and the copper was robbed. I must have seen a ghost. How could it be such a coincidence? I ran away before.
When I went there for the first time, I saw it all along the road and it was very peaceful.”
Tong Xiyu felt like a flower was blooming in her heart.
Idiot, what a horse thief, those copper nuggets of yours have now become my copper coins, and I will soon be able to exchange them for silk cloth and salt from the black market in Fushun.
