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Chapter 170 Playing Chess with the Emperor

 In the later years of Kangxi, Junggar Khan Cewang Alabutan not only occupied Qinghai, but also took advantage of the chaos to occupy the Snowy Region.

The land of snow is also the plateau north of India.

As a hero of his generation, how could Kangxi endure it?

Before Old Fourteen was worshiped as General Fuyuan, the first counterattack organized by the Qing army failed miserably and the entire army was annihilated...

Hi, the Eight Banners are stationed in Jingzhou, and every household wears filial piety.

Objectively speaking, Pingzang, the leader of the Fourteenth Army, is a God-given opportunity for Yuzhu to seize military power.

How could he not prepare in advance?

After selecting the top prize, Yuzhu threw the eight-part essay into the waste paper pile and never wanted to touch it again.

Today, Yuzhu takes time to speak and write Mongolian and Tibetan every day, just waiting for the opportunity to stand out.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Yuzhu was called into the south study room.

"Yuzhu, I heard Lao Wu say that you are good at Tibetan?" Kangxi knew it in his heart. Lao Wu deliberately built a ladder for Yu Zhu to expose his face.

However, Lao Wu himself also knew that he had completely missed the throne.

Yuzhu had already handed in the certificate of surrender, and Kangxi had no taboo at all about his friendship with Lao Wu.

"Back to the emperor, I only know a few Tibetan characters, but I don't dare to say that I am good at it." Yuzhu was as humble as ever.

Kangxi raised his hand and tapped the memorial on the case, and ordered Yuzhu to read it on the spot.

Yuzhu picked up the memorial, took a closer look, and understood. After the violent death of Tsangyang Gyatso, Lhazang Khan of the Khoshote Khanate had something in his heart, and deliberately included many difficult and difficult Tibetan words in the memorial.

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During Songtsen Gampo's period, in order to facilitate management, he divided the Tubo mainland into five "Ru", and set up several "Dondai" under each "Ru".

Those who live in Ru are worth ten thousand households. Those who live in Dongdai are worth one thousand households.

Among the five ru in Tibet, there are two ru in the front Tibet (Lhasa), two in the back ru (Shigatse), and Ali set up a separate ru.

In the past, Lhasang Khan used the former Tibetan language in his memorials to the court. This time, he deliberately used the Tibetan language from the Shigatse area.

It's no wonder that the general officials of the Lifan Yuan are scolded.

Originally, Tibet belonged to the concept of a kingdom, and most daily military and political affairs were not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court.

Let me ask, what general person would be bored enough to learn the Tibetan dialect?

Yuzhu was different. He knew very well that the vast plain area south of Houzang was the crown jewel of the British Empire.

Therefore, after Yuzhu picked up the memorial, he read it out very smoothly.

Kangxi squinted his eyes and after listening carefully, he immediately understood that Lazang Khan was worried that he would hold Tsangyang Gyatso responsible for his death on the way.

After all, Tsangyang Gyatso was the sixth reincarnation of his predecessor, and even if he was deposed, he was still very influential.

Yuzhu was called in to serve as an interpreter, not to discuss state affairs. Therefore, after he finished reading the memorial, he lowered his hands and stood in silence, saying nothing.

"Lao Wu, what do you think?" Kangxi already had an idea in his mind, but he deliberately asked the fifth brother.

The Fifth Elder Brother was one of the specific executors of Tsangyang Gyatso’s dethronement. What could he say?

"Hui Khan Ama, the military power controlled by Lhasang Khan does not seem to be enough to stabilize the Heshuote Khanate. I am only worried about changes in the snowy region." The fifth elder brother opened his mouth and got to the point.

Kangxi glanced at Yuzhu, who was standing with his head bowed, looking very obedient. Thinking of the previous "Ping Luo Cha Ce", he couldn't help but feel a sudden movement in his heart.

"Yuzhu, you are familiar with the snowy area, what do you think?" Kangxi deliberately focused on Yuzhu.

To be honest, Yuzhu has been waiting for this question for a long time.

"Back to the emperor, I think that Lazang Khan is capable of controlling the snowy region. However, he is unable to resist the attack of the Junggar Khanate." Yuzhu talked eloquently, displaying the temperament of a magic stick to the fullest.<

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Yuzhu doesn't care whether Kangxi believes it or not.

Because, the real process of history is that Cewang Alabutan sent troops to destroy the Khoshot Khanate and killed Lazar Khan.

Yuzhu did not change the history of the Snow Territory. Therefore, as long as he puts down the divine prophecy today, Kangxi will sooner or later regard him as an important think tank to pacify the Snow Territory.

Objectively speaking, no matter how bad the Qing Dynasty was, the three generations of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong successively invested a large amount of troops, a huge amount of silver and a huge amount of supplies, and indeed laid a great foundation for the final return of the Xueyu and Quanbu to the territory of the Celestial Dynasty.

The merit of expanding the soil.

"Why do you see it?" Kangxi was obviously interested and asked Yuzhu.

Yuzhu sighed softly, pointed to the memorial on the desk, and said solemnly: "Lazang Khan deposed Tsangyang Gyatso and lost all the hearts of the people in the snowy land."

This is also true.

Ce Ling, the general of Cewang Alabutan, led his troops into the Snowy Region and quickly defeated and killed Lhazang Khan. This was the result of the nobles and monks in the Snowy Region leading the wolf into their house.

Kangxi was unhappy and reprimanded him coldly: "What do you know? Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm guilty, please punish me." Yuzhu was reprimanded, so he had to take off his hat and knelt down to apologize.

Kangxi did this very unethically. He wanted to ask Yuzhu’s opinion but didn’t want to hear the truth. What was he doing?

"Khan Ama..." The fifth elder brother on the side was displeased and wanted to speak, but Kangxi waved his hand to stop him.

"Penalty? Well, would you be happy to punish you to play chess with me?" This is where Kangxi's brilliance lies.

If he lost his temper or felt that he had gone too far, Kangxi would take the initiative to make corrections.

So, Wei Zhu brought chess. Kangxi sat and Yuzhu stood, and they began to play against each other.

If you play chess with the emperor, you will definitely not win. However, you can't lose too obviously. This will make Yuzhu very difficult.

Kangxi's management of the country and fighting wars were indeed unique in the context of a small peasant society, and he was always touted as a sage who had not been seen for thousands of years.

However, Kangxi's chess skills were not that good.

Not to mention anything else, I just regretted playing chess more than a dozen times.

What can Yuzhu say? I can only endure it.

To be honest, Yuzhu's chess level is at most higher than a second-level chess player and lower than a first-level chess player. This is because he participated in the city's individual chess competition and won third place.

In the field of chess, the grandmasters are a gathering of stars. The second-level chess players are simply not worth mentioning.

However, with Yuzhu's poor level, if he wanted to abuse Kangxi, he would still be able to do it.

The question is, how dare he abuse me?

The level of Yuzhu is too much higher. The dilemma is, how can I lose thrillingly?

"Ha, general!" Kangxi, under the hint of Lao Wu, finally made a winning move.

Yuzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, good guy, he finally lost fiercely.

"You're a very good chess player, much better than Wu Yu. Well, from now on, after lunch every day, come in and play chess with me." Kangxi just said it and gave Yuzhu a task of playing with him.

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Yuzhu knew in his heart that when Kangxi said "enter inside", he meant entering the Palace of Qianqing.

After finishing it, in Yuzhu's arms, there is also a Qianqing Palace waist medal awarded by Kangxi, which can drive straight into the Qianqing Gate.

"Hey." Yuzhu didn't expect that he was scolded for what he said was a serious matter. He played chess with him, but gained Kangxi's favor.

The world is really unpredictable!

The emperor is also a human being. He cannot deal with government affairs and read news for twelve hours a day. He also needs appropriate entertainment activities to relax his body and mind.

After Kangxi left, when Li Guangdi got up and walked back, he looked deeply at Yuzhu, but said nothing.

Zhang Tingyu on the side was complaining secretly. During this period, he had been letting Yuzhu handle Qing Anzhe. Originally, he wanted to use some underhanded tactics to rub the young man off.

Unexpectedly, the good luck struck Yuzhu on the head.

Zhang Tingyu knew very well that Wu Jun first played chess with Kangxi and gradually won his favor.

These days, everyone pays attention to the illusory so-called chess is like the person, and the words are like the person.

In fact, the treacherous minister Qin Hui's calligraphy is really great. The ungrateful emperor Song Huizong even created his own thin gold calligraphy.

Kangxi asked Wu Yu to play chess with him because he also wanted to observe if this person was available.

Now, Yuzhu, who is only sixteen years old, has actually stood on the starting line of Wu Jun.

Alas, all the pinkeyes in the South Study Room are extremely jealous.

Comparing people with each other can make people mad, it all depends on fate!

During lunch, when Yuzhu went to pick up the food box, Xiao Zizi, the little eunuch who used to give cold looks, bowed and said flatteringly: "Mr. Zhu, my little master, I specially made a stewed mutton slices for you.

Various aniseed ingredients are added."

Yuzhu smiled slightly, these useless guys in the palace are accustomed to follow the crowd, like red tops and white ones.

However, since Xiao Zizi took the initiative to show his kindness, Yuzhu could not be stupid enough to offend him, so he smiled and said: "Thank you master for me."

In this south study room, the various treatments in the direct south study room and the south study room are completely different.

For example, Li Guangdi, he enjoys the special treatment of ordering food in the dining room. Six dishes and one soup, you can order whatever you want.

Yuzhu and Zhang Tingyu can only eat set meals. In other words, they can only eat whatever is in the food box brought by Xiao Zizi.

Yuzhu has been here for almost a month and has never tasted the braised mutton slices that Xiao Zizi mentioned.

Compared with the richness of the dishes, cold dishes and rice are more troublesome.

Yuzhu has just arrived, but Zhang Tingyu has been here for several years. He has always used boiling water in the teahouse to make food, and then drained the water before eating.

This is very similar to the old Shanghainese habit of eating pao rice in the morning.

The master chef in the dining room cooked a big pot of food and put it on the table. When the time came, the little leaves could be put into the red lacquer food box and lifted to the iron sign outside the south study door.<

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The weather is hot, but fortunately, the food can be eaten even if it is cold. When the weather is cold, alas, the food in the food box is all cold, how can I eat it?

This is in the palace, and the eunuchs each have their own merits. No matter how rich Yuzhu's family background is, the time is too short to make secret efforts.

Besides, if Yuzhu wants to truly stand up, he can no longer rely on Longkodo's support, but must build up his own connections in the palace.

Now, Xiao Zizi took the initiative to lower his attitude, and Yuzhu seized the rare opportunity and stuffed one ingot or two taels of scattered silver into the red lacquer food box that was returned.

There is no need to say anything to the little eunuch who delivers the meal, they know it well.

The next day, during lunch, Xiao Zizi brought hot rice and hot dishes.

(PS: Such a wonderful story is not over yet, why don’t you give me monthly tickets? Before today, there were more than 1950 monthly tickets, and there will be more updates.)


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