Chapter 1717 I have met King Wei, long live long live long live long live
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Western Regions, Mountain Country
The trees on the Gobi Desert are withered, and as far as the eye can see, they are covered with withered yellow eyes, creating a desolate and desolate scene.
Galdan of the Junggar tribe was out of breath at the moment. He turned over from his horse. His unshaven face was rough and majestic, with purple red on his sideburns and nose.
The sweat comes.
The soldiers behind them were in messy uniforms and their formations were not in order.
The accompanying cavalry general of the Junggar tribe was holding a rein as thick as a baby's finger in his hand. He handed over a cowhide bag filled with water and said, "Khan, have a drink of water."
Galdan turned his eyes to look at the defeated generals who had returned with him, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness deep in his heart.
He thought that Galdan would lead an army of one hundred thousand to conquer the Han Dynasty, but he did not want to go with an army of more than one hundred thousand. When he came back, ten troops had stopped and seven stopped, and only these remnants of defeated soldiers were with him.
How could God treat him so poorly?
"Khan, Xishan City has arrived." A general wiped the sweat accumulated on his temples and said loudly.
Galdan responded softly and said, "Let's go to the city to rest first."
When the generals accompanying him heard this, their aggressive eyes flashed under their thick eyebrows, and they all responded in unison.
The guard of Xishan City also came out of the city, walked quickly to greet them, and said with cupped hands: "The Khan is coming, and I will not be able to welcome him from afar. I hope the Khan will forgive me!"
Galdan nodded and followed the guard into Xishan City.
A group of remnants of defeated soldiers entered Xishan City, held hands, fed their horses, and looked for people to rest.
Until the afternoon, I could hear the rumble of horse hooves in the vast desert outside Xishan City.
Galdan, who had just been in shock, heard the young general coming from outside in panic and said: "Khan, the Han army has already charged up."
Galdan put down the blue and white porcelain wine cup in his hand, and with a look of worry on his unshaven face, asked: "What is the strength of the Han army? Who is leading the army?"
"Khan, a rough look at the Han army's troops and horses shows that there are about 50,000 soldiers. The commander's flag has the word "Pang" embroidered on it." One of the generals said loudly.
"Pang Shili!" Galdan's face was almost distorted, his eyes were full of ferocity, and he gritted his teeth.
Pang Shili pursued him all the way. Not only did he kill two Yerqiang tribesmen, Ji Qilisiming, but also the Junggar tribe's troops and horses were lost.
Galdan was like a frightened bird, terrified all day long.
While he was talking, most of the soldiers of the Gar tribe around him got on their horses, raised their whips and galloped away towards the distance.
Behind them, a large number of Han soldiers could be seen getting on their horses. A saber as clear as water was gently raised in their hands, but the blade was shining brightly, as clear as water. Under the bright sunlight, it shone with cold edges.
For a moment, the sound of killing could be heard shaking the sky and the earth, and the energy of endless swords filled the air and filled the vast heaven and earth.
And just after that, a large number of Han troops from the Beijing camp rushed toward the city of Xishan Kingdom in the Western Regions.
Accompanied by a loud "bang", the city wall exploded with a black hole in the vast smoke and dust.
Immediately, a large number of Han army knights from the capital camp rushed into the city along the holes blasted by gunpowder, chasing the Junggar soldiers in the city.
"Dangdang..."
You can hear the constant clashing sound of swordsmen, ping ping ping ping ping pong.
Accompanied by the sound of sharp knives being inserted into flesh, the soldiers of the Junggar tribe almost fell to the ground like dry grass, falling into a pool of blood one after another.
The soldiers of the defeated army were almost as scared as a bowed bird. How could they be the opponents of the Han soldiers?
Pang Shili stood under a large Chinese army banner embroidered with the word "Pang", holding a monocular telescope in his hand and looking at the towering city wall.
At this moment, the Han army and the warriors of the Junggar tribe are fighting desperately.
Immediately, the sounds of killing were heard throughout the sky, and gunpowder smoke was seen billowing from the city. The aura of swords and weapons above the city was flourishing, filling all directions.
And Galdan once again led thousands of horses and retreated towards the west.
In the winter month of the sixth year of Qiande, a large number of Han cavalry swept through the Western Regions, crossed the Tarim River, and attacked Qiuci.
Then, the army galloped across the Western Regions and swept across the entire Western Regions.
In the sixth year of Qiande, on the first day of winter, the Han army fell into Gumo and defeated Wensu on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, the Han army's cavalry marched to Shule and captured and killed Galdan.
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In the sixth year of Qiande, on the twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month——
The Han's military operations in the northwest were gradually coming to an end. Junggar Khan Galdan was captured and killed by Pang Shili and Xie Zaiyi's troops, and the Yarkand tribe's captives also fled in all directions.
While Jia Heng was speaking, a joint meeting of ministers from the cabinet and military aircraft department was also held in the capital to make arrangements for the seven years of Qiande.
Throughout the sixth year of Qiande, the Han Dynasty was responding to the war in the northwest, recovering the Western Regions, and bringing the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions under its control.
At this moment, Jia Heng was sitting in the Wuying Hall and was discussing military matters with the officials.
"The Western Region has been recovered, and my Han Dynasty has expanded its territory. From now on, the enemy will no longer be a disaster!" After Jia Heng finished saying this, his clear eyes like rainbows glanced at the ministers below and asked: " Everyone, what are you going to say now?"
After taking control of the Central Plains, the Yuan Dynasty established several khanates in the Asian continent. Now, after hundreds of years, they were completely wiped out by the Han people and brought under the rule of the Han people.
Lin Ruhai, the chief assistant of the cabinet, held an ivory jade wat in his hand and said solemnly, "Assistant King, the army is roaming in the northwest, and tens of thousands of dollars are wasted every day. Do you want to return to the capital?"
In the past six months, because the Western Regions had deployed 200,000 troops, Shenjing City had transported millions of dan of grain to the Western Regions, and the Ministry of Household Affairs was also struggling.
Jia Heng said: "Down in the Western Region, the imperial court will station troops to prevent the Junggar tribe from resurrecting and wreaking havoc."
Shui Rong said: "The Western Region is desolate and hot. If we just garrison troops, we won't move to the real border."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "The imperial court is about to discuss how to set up prefectures and counties in the Western Regions to govern the territory and make it forever the land of the Han Dynasty."
Shuirong thought for a while and said, "During the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty set up a Protectorate in the Western Regions. Can this dynasty follow its example?"
Jia Heng said: "The Protectorate of the Western Regions was a policy to control the frontiers during the Han Dynasty. It was difficult to take full advantage of the new territories. The imperial court could set up governors of Ili, governors and other positions to monitor the immigration of people from the Central Plains.
On the solid side, we will go to the Western Region with the sergeants to cultivate and establish fields."
Liu Zheng's fair face showed a solemn look, and he said loudly: "It took ten years to achieve this."
Jia Heng said: "This is necessary to avoid losing and regaining the border areas of the Western Regions. Moreover, since the imperial court's policy of allocating people to acres of land was implemented, the local population in the provinces has increased sharply. Although the immigrants to Liaodong and other places have been dispersed, new settlements are still needed.
The territory supports the new population.”
Lin Ruhai looked solemn and said loudly: "What Zi Yu said is not unreasonable."
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "The Western Region is my barrier to the northwest and can be used as the first line of defense against the northwest cavalry."
In fact, Shenjing is located in Guanzhong and is not suitable for the capital of the Han Dynasty. However, his ideal capital is Jinling because it can go to sea and colonize.
Of course, he could set up a five-capital system in China, use several railways to connect several places, and then rotate them every five years to better rule this vast territory.
Jia Heng said: "The aboriginal people in the Western Regions have been audited and registered by the Rites and Fanyuan, and the residents of each ethnic group are registered in the books, which is also convenient for their management and administration. At the same time, the Jurchen, Mongolian and other ethnic groups in Liaodong,
The Lifan Yuan will also send important officials there to sort out the affairs of the various clans and states, and there must be no mistakes."
Bian Yongsi, the Minister of Lifanyuan, held an ivory and jade wat in his hand.
Jia Heng asked: "As for the Ministry of Household Affairs, how will the grain harvest be this year?"
Lin Ruhai said: "This year, the imperial court used the composting method of Xu Shilang of the Ministry of Industry in Henan and Huguang. The grain harvest was bumper, and the grain and fodder income increased by as much as 10%. The Ministry of Revenue is planning to promote it in all provinces around the world. Next year, the national
Land tax can be increased by 30%."
Xu Guangqi not only led the development of ordnance, but also in agricultural technology. Under Jia Heng's suggestion, he used composting method to accumulate ammonia fertilizer, which effectively increased the production of grain fields all over the world.
But it has not yet reached the stage of industrial ammonia production.
Jia Heng nodded and said approvingly: "The composting method has endless potential. It can increase food income by 10%, which is particularly unexplored."
Lin Ruhai took over the conversation and said warmly: "The Agricultural and Industrial Department just established by the Ministry of Industry seems to be studying the method of composting."
Immediately, Jia Heng cast a pair of clear eyes on Xu Guangqi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and said: "Shilang Xu, the method of composting can still be improved. In the future, Shilang Xu can summon his craftsmen who are good at agriculture to improve the compost making technology."
After Xu Guangqi heard this, he quickly walked out of the classroom and raised his hands to Jia Heng.
Jia Heng's voice was clear and clear, and he said: "Everyone, next year the court still needs to organize workers and continue to build railways and roads to connect the commerce and trade of various provinces, which will have the effect of opening up trade and easing agriculture."
Cabinet minister Liu Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, came out of court, holding an ivory jade wat, and said in a clear voice: "This year, the grain transportation to the north has been affected by the renovation of the Yellow River embankments. The local troops have been sent to transport grain along the highway. The cement official road
It can be a powerful tool for connecting traffic between the north and the south."
Tan Jie said: "I heard that the railway can carry more cargo. When the time comes, a large number of goods will be able to travel from north to south, and there will be an alternative transportation line for grain transportation."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Grain transportation is more likely to be carried by waterways and railway transportation. The cost of transportation capacity is too high."
Because steam engine trains are powered by coal, transporting grain will consume a lot of coal.
Tan Jie nodded and said: "What the Assistant King said is true. Jiangnan loses six million dan of grain and grain to Shenjing every year. Taking the land route, even if it is a cement official road, will take a lot of time."
Jia Heng raised his sword eyebrows, glanced at the civil and military ministers present, and said: "After the imperial court newly conquers the Western Regions, it will send a garrison to station in the Western Regions. Who do you think can be the general of Ili?"
Shui Rong said loudly: "The imperial court should select generals with heavy intelligence to guard the Western Regions and stabilize the situation in the Western Regions."
Jia Heng looked surprised and asked, "Does King Beijing have any recommendations?"
Shui Rong asked: "The auxiliary king, Fuyuan General Jin Xuan, can lead the northwest army to guard Yili and guard the border for the imperial court. What does King Wei think?"
Jia Heng said: "That's okay, but this matter needs to be discussed with the Prince of Xining County."
As for Xining, the imperial court could allow Pang Shi to establish control and gradually change the political ecology of the Jin family in Xining Prefecture.
In other words, when Chen Han founded the country, he set up the Xining County Prince's Palace in Qinghai, which essentially sent people to guard the border. Now that the Han court's borders have advanced a lot to the Western Regions, it is logical for the Jin family to go to the Western Regions to guard the border.
Jia Heng nodded and said in a low voice: "Everyone, the imperial court will set its sights on the new land in the Western Region next year. You should appease the immigrants."
After hearing this, all the cabinet ministers in the palace bowed their hands and said so.
Jia Heng talked for a while and did not stay in the palace for long. He just walked towards Kunning Palace in the palace garden.
With the Western Region being brought under the control of China, the task of opening up the territory to the outside world has been basically completed. After the seventh year of Qiande, the eighth year of Qiande should be the day of usurping the throne.
Divine Capital City, Kunning Palace——
Empress Song was wearing a dress embroidered with a vermilion phoenix, and she sat quietly on a soft couch covered with bamboo mats. Her fragrant and jade-skinned face had circles of red glow on both sides, and between her eyebrows and eyes
Her smile is gentle and pleasant, quiet and charming.
It was Chen Luo and Chen Qianqian, the sons of Queen Song.
The two siblings are playing chess at the moment. The special nature of royal education has allowed the two children to learn chess skills even though they are young.
At this moment, a graceful and quiet palace maid walked quickly into the hall from the outside and said in a charming voice: "Your Majesty, King Wei is here."
Empress Song's jade-faced snow-skinned face was filled with a hint of joy, her pink lips were slightly opened, and she said softly: "Xuan."
Chen Luo was looking attentive, and then he put down the chess piece in his hand. Under his handsome brow, his clear eyes followed the sound.
Brother-in-law is here again.
Or should he call him father?
But at this moment, he saw the young man in python uniform coming from a distance. Under his two handsome eyebrows, he had a heroic face and a calm demeanor.
Queen Song couldn't hide the joy in her voice, and said: "Ziyu, are you here?"
Jia Heng came forward, bowed to Empress Song, and said, "I have something to report to the empress in the court."
Empress Song turned the head of a dragonfly as beautiful as a waterfall, looked at Chen Luo beside her with warm eyes and said: "Luo'er, your brother-in-law is here, calling for someone."
Chen Luo was freed from the dazed state just now, stood up, looked at the young man in the python suit with complex eyes, and said warmly: "King Wei."
On the other side, Chen Qianqian's eyes were as clear as a rainbow and her voice was soft and charming: "Brother-in-law~"
As he spoke, his voice contained a sweetness and softness.
Jia Heng gently rubbed Chen Qianqian's bangs, smiled and joked: "Qianqian, you have grown taller now."
Chen Qianqian raised her bright little face and said softly: "Brother-in-law, why don't you look at my brother Luo'er and me these days."
Jia Heng smiled, pinched Chen Qianqian's pink cheeks, and said, "It's not that we are busy with the war up front, so it's delayed a little."
Empress Song smiled softly and said jokingly: "Qianqian, please stop pestering your brother-in-law. The Queen Mother will ask your brother-in-law something later."
Chen Luo said sharply: "Sister, let's go to the side hall."
Chen Qianqian: "..."
She always felt that these words were somewhat familiar.
However, while Chen Qianqian was speaking, she followed Chen Luo out of the Nuan Pavilion in the main hall.
Jia Heng, who was on the other side of the car, watched Chen Luo go away and said loudly: "Luo'er is really big."
This kid has a clear mind, a bright eye and a bright heart, and knows almost everything.
Queen Song said softly, "Yeah", with a little discomfort on her face, and said, "Yes."
The child is only eight or nine years old, so he should have guessed that he is the heir of this bastard.
When Jia Heng heard what Chen Luo said, his mind was also strange for a moment, but he soon returned to normal and said: "The Western Regions have been recovered, and the imperial court is preparing to set up prefectures and counties in the Western Regions."
Queen Song raised her eyebrows, looked at Jia Heng with twinkling eyes, and asked, "The Western Regions have been pacified."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Yes."
Empress Song licked her pink lips, her beautiful eyes were soft and slightly soft, and asked: "Then are you..."
Therefore, it should not be long before this person usurps the throne and ascends the throne.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Empress Song who was about to speak, and said: "I'm not in a hurry now. It's not too late to check the situation."
Empress Song bit her pink lips with her beautiful teeth and said, "Luo'er is getting older. In a few years, she will inevitably hate you."
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and gently put his arm around Queen Song's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Luo'er is kind-hearted and not that kind of person."
If you really want to hold a grudge, there is no way.
There is no bloodline to inherit the throne, so I don’t know where this hatred comes from?
When Empress Song heard this, her delicate and straight nose snorted slightly, but she didn't say much else.
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The years pass by, and the seasons flow by.
The sixth year of Qiande passed away quietly, and unknowingly it was the spring and April of the seventh year of Qiande.
On this day, the spring light was bright, the grass was growing, orioles were flying, white clouds were floating in the sky, and the sky was blue.
Today is the day when the army of the Western Expedition makes its triumphant return. One hundred thousand troops from the Beijing camp return all the way from the northwest.
The defense of the Western Region will be taken over by soldiers and horses from Xining. On the other hand, according to the arrangement of the imperial court, soldiers and horses will be mobilized from the interior to the Xinjiang military garrison.
Jia Heng led the civil and military officials out of the city to greet them. He looked at the mighty army marching to the west. His eyes fell on the flags rolling with red flames, and he felt a little excited.
Accompanied by the desolate sound of the horn, the sound of the sergeant's armor leaves colliding with each other was heard, sweeping over.
With the sound of "swipe", the sergeant suddenly stood up. Immediately, the sound of the clash of weapons was heard, with a sense of order.
"I have seen King Wei, long live long live, long live long live." At this moment, the soldiers who returned in triumph shouted in unison. For a while, the mountains shouted "Long Live Long Live" incessantly, stirring the sky.
As soon as the words "Long Live the Mountain" came out, the expressions of the Han officials on the city wall suddenly changed, and their hearts could not help but surge with turmoil.
Could it be that King Wei wants to wear a yellow robe today?
Jia Heng's eyes were warm under his sword-shaped brows, and he said in a warm voice: "Today, the emperor is not here, so I will greet you on my behalf. You don't need to be polite."
After hearing this, all the generals below stood up one after another.
Lin Ruhai stood on the towering city wall. Under his sword-shaped brows, his clear and rainbow-like eyes flashed, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought Ziyu was going to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor today? It didn't seem like it.
Xie Zaiyi's face turned solemn, he cupped his fists and said, "Long live King Xie Wei, long live long live, long live long live."
The surrounding soldiers all shouted in unison, with thunderous shouts of "Long Live" and great joy.
Because, although Jia Heng's previous explanation temporarily gave up some thoughts among the officials present, it was still somewhat shocking.
Jia Heng's expression remained as usual, unmoved, and he said in a warm voice: "You officers and men, I have prepared a reception banquet for you in Xihe Palace to welcome you and wash away the dust."
Amid the cheers of the soldiers from the Beijing camp, a large number of soldiers in bright armor and swords lined up and entered the city.