The next day, the King of Liao set out from Yuquan Villa and went directly to Yuquan Mountain Camp.
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Beijing camp are stationed here to protect the safety of Yuquan Mountain and the west of Beijing.
Thousands of cavalrymen of the King of Liao have been training here.
"Your Majesty——"
A big man galloped over. He was wearing armor and looked majestic. He had a machete on his horse, a machete and a short blunderbuss. They were all equipment from the Beijing camp.
"Yes!" King Liao nodded with satisfaction: "How are the brothers feeling?"
"My heart is set on going to the Liao Kingdom to make contributions."
"good!"
The King of Liao praised: "The land of Liao is thousands of miles away. It is as big as two or three provinces of Ming Dynasty. It has countless pastures and manors. As long as you dare to fight hard, I will not be stingy about the land and titles."
Immediately, the King of Liao entered the capital camp, handed over the military orders from the Imperial Palace Department of the capital camp, and signed and stamped them, so that everything was complete.
These three thousand fine knights belong to him.
In the towns not far away, many family records and Mongolian pastoral tents also stood up, accompanying the Liao king as he marched westward.
As long as the feudal army's team stretches for several miles, there are rules for marching along the way. They can't be too fast or too slow, otherwise they will be scolded by others.
Riding on the horse, King Liao still couldn't believe that he was really leaving Beijing, leaving Daming, and staying away from the land where he had lived for twenty years.
Behind her, Princess Liao opened the curtain and caught a glimpse of King Liao with an incomprehensible expression. She couldn't help shouting: "Your Majesty!"
"What's wrong?" King Liao turned his head and came to the carriage.
This specially made carriage is like a small palace, with eight horses pulling each other, almost occupying the entire official road. The luxury inside is no less than that of a royal palace.
"My father is at the inn." Princess Liao said softly.
The King of Liao was startled, then nodded to express his understanding.
"You guys continue here, I'll take the first step."
The King of Liao waved his whip and rode away at the lead.
The guards on the side immediately chased after him.
When we arrived near the inn, we saw Jin Guogong and Li Dingguo under the shade of a tree.
The man is in his fifties, with slightly frosty temples, wrinkles on his face, and sharp eyes, like a dusty sword, ready to kill the enemy at any time.
As one of the ten great princes of the Ming Dynasty, Li Dingguo, Duke of Jin, was as prestigious as anyone else. Whether he was conquering Guizhou, conquering Yunnan, or Ping'an West and destroying Bukhara, his achievements were illustrious.
The destruction of a country, especially the Bukhara Khanate, the predecessor of the Liao Kingdom, allowed Li Dingguo to establish his status as a duke in one fell swoop.
It is precisely because of this that the King of Liao married his daughter as his concubine to better stabilize the Liao Kingdom and ensure the royal power.
Similarly, the King of Liao also timely married Jia Daihua's sister as his concubine for the reasons mentioned above.
What the leader of a country needs is not love, but politics, especially the leader who is close to the vassal, and he must be a political creature.
"Your Majesty is going to the Liao Kingdom. Is there someone you can teach me?"
After bowing and saluting, Li Dingguo went straight in, staring at the son-in-law.
"The first and most important thing is to close the army."
The King of Liao did not make any gestures, but said humbly: "As long as the army is in hand, the Liao Kingdom will naturally be at peace."
"After that, we will imitate the King of Qin, destroy writing, change customs, and establish imperial examinations..."
"These are both right and wrong."
Li Dingguo copied it with both hands and shook his head: "Liao and Qin are very different."
"The Qin State was conquered as early as the Yongle period, and it was conquered again during the Jiajing period. Its corresponding writing and etiquette are almost the same as those of the Ming Dynasty."
"The Liao Kingdom is different. Most of its people are Tatars. Although it is a khanate and a descendant of the Golden Family, its appearance is high nose and deep eyes, which is very different from the Mongols."
"The more important point is that the religion he believes in is the Peace Sect. If you go to the Liao Kingdom, you will face a dispute between royal power and religious power."
"Conquering those priests is your most important task, and everything else has to take a back seat."
"I would like to be taught——" King Liao suddenly realized.
Although he didn't know much about the Peace Sect, he still knew its strength.
In the southern border of Anxi, the Uighurs and the former Yarkand Khanate believed in this religion, as did nearby Persia and the Mughal Empire.
Under such circumstances, how could he ignore it?
After Weng and his son-in-law chatted for a while, Li Dingguo slowly said: "Jia Daihua is quite good. He is a brave general. He comes from a bodyguard department and comes from a noble family. After the king takes over the vassal, he will have to stay for a while. But
Listen more and believe more.”
Afterwards, Li Dingguo left directly without even seeing his daughter.
While staying at the inn, Princess Liao did not see her father, only a few brothers and sisters comforted her.
On this trip to see him off, his mansion alone had hundreds of Su Jin horses, a lot of food and clothing, and three more carriages.
Concubine Jia was also very happy.
Not only the Jia family, but other Wang family, Shi family, and Xue family also came to see him off.
The gifts given by each family amounted to no less than three to five thousand yuan. This was an extremely generous act and also represented their deep affection.
The first ones were Jia Yan and his wife.
"Son!" Jia Yan burst into tears for a while.
This big man, who had been training in the military for decades and had suffered many wounds without frowning, was already crying.
He understood that if his daughter went west this time, he might not be able to see her again in this life.
This is his only daughter, the one he has doted on the most for so many years. How can he not shed tears of sadness?
After all, he is also in his fifties. In the face of this kind of family affection, no one dares to laugh at him.
Mrs. Jia Chen held her daughter's hand and was reluctant to let go. She kept whispering and told her to take good care of her health:
"Mom has marinated several jars of vegetables for you. They are all your favorites. Don't be reluctant to eat them on the road. If you don't have any more, just write a letter and Mom will pickle them for you."
Eighteen-year-old Jia Daishan's eyes were red, and he looked at the sister who had bullied him since he was a child. His reluctance was palpable.
"Daishan, if you are not satisfied in the capital, come to Liao Kingdom." Jia Rou looked at her younger brother and said with pity:
"Not to mention anything else, I will go all out to find a prince for you. This is a prince. Although it is not as beautiful as the capital, there is no shortage of wealth and honor."
Jia Daishan nodded: "I will go see you, sister."
"Okay! I'll wait for you." Jia Rou covered her mouth and smiled, but tears flowed down unconsciously.
The night passed, and the next day, the huge team continued to move towards Xuanfu, and then passed by Datongfu.
Here, the current Governor of Jinsui, Sun Changzhou, has been waiting for a long time.
Last year, the emperor established three governors at once.
That is, Yu Chenglong, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Sun Shirui, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and Sun Changzhou, the governor of Shanxi and Suizhou.
Two relatives and one civil servant were both scholars and were rewarded as Jinshi.
So people say that the emperor employs people in an eclectic way.
The Governor of Jinsui was responsible for major military affairs in Suiyuan and Shanxi provinces. Naturally, he would not oversee the same city and hold office in Taiyuan, but would set up an office in Datong Prefecture.
The huge Monan was torn to pieces because of this.
Facing Wang Jia, the entire Datong Mansion stood ready and respectful.
Even Sun Changzhou bowed politely and did not dare to go beyond the rules.
After all, they represent the face of the Liao Kingdom.
When the King of Liao met with his nephew, he was as eager as ever and talked about how to control the grassland.
Sun Changzhou had rich experience from Chahar to Datong. He drank tea and casually said:
"Although I don't know much about the Liao Kingdom, I also understand that most of them were herdsmen, and the herdsmen were mostly attached to the noble chiefs, which led to the weakening of the royal power."
"Then, should we organize households to bring people together, or cut down the vassals?"
"This is a bad idea." Sun Changzhou was startled and said hurriedly: "Since there are many noble chiefs and farmers and animal husbandry on the grassland, the king will follow the facts and turn himself into the largest noble chief and slave owner on the grassland."
"Then we slowly set up inheritance systems, ranches, and prohibited private fights. They were like chains, tightly tied to those people, and they were immobilized without even realizing it."
"Although the military is important, the system is indeed crucial."
"Don't blindly imitate the Ming Dynasty, otherwise you will only be imitating Handan and cause turmoil."
Naturally, the King of Liao agreed to these kind words.
Finally, Sun Changzhou spoke earnestly: "Although the imperial court has divided the kings, the Qin State is the homeland. The Qi State and the Yue State are white lands. Only your Liao State is the new land and the old people."
"Be cautious in everything, you are a role model!"
The King of Liao felt nervous.
Good guy, if I fail to establish a vassal state, I'm afraid it will determine the court's attitude toward enfeoffment in the future.
If one of them is not good, the brothers behind will be so afraid that they will hate themselves to death.
In this way, after staying in Datong Mansion for a few days, King Liao gained a lot of experience, and then naturally picked some good things, replenished supplies, and then left slowly.
However, before leaving, he suddenly felt a little excited.
Because he saw the railroad tracks.
The railway track from Datong practitioners to Beijing.
Now, we have continued westward from Datong towards Suiyuan. If we continue to build, we may reach Anxi, or even Gansu.
After arriving in Gansu, will Anxi still be far away?
In this way, wouldn't it be possible to reach the capital from Zhao State?
The speed has been reduced several times, and he can come to Beijing every few years.
"If you can really reach our country of Liao, you can even ask me to pay for it."
The King of Liao sighed with emotion.
Unfortunately, railway tracks are simply not something that small countries can play with.
There are so many railway tracks and countless iron materials are used. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.
In today's world, only the Ming Dynasty can do it.
…
After the King of Liao left, the emperor felt depressed for several days.
Although he did not admit it, everyone in the harem and the former court tried their best to flatter him and did not dare to disobey him in the slightest.
This made Zhu Yixi helplessly depressed.
Until then, King Fu, who was fat and smart, ran over panting to say hello.
Zhu Yixi was amused by the roll of meat: "I want you to exercise more. Look at your virtue and you will know how to eat it."
"My son, I also thought about it. It's not too hot. I might get sick from the heat if I'm not careful."
Prince Fu smiled and said, "If I fall ill and make my father, the king, and my mother and concubine anxious, it will be unfilial on my part."
"It's too cold in spring and winter, and too hot in summer and autumn, so you can't move all year round?"
Zhu Yixi shook his head and said, "What's the matter? You want to come see me today."
This group of sons, no matter how big or small, are all afraid of meeting his old father. They usually go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so there must be something for them today.
Sure enough, King Fu smiled and rubbed his hands: "My son thinks so, the sixth brother has the Wei Kingdom, the eighth brother has the Zhao Kingdom, and I am the only one in Xingqi who does not have a vassal state..."
"Oh, you actually have such thoughts?"
Zhu Yixi was surprised and said: "I thought you just wanted to stay in the capital and never left. I never thought that it was because of this ambition that it was very good."
Prince Fu said cautiously: "It is a son's duty to share his father's worries."
"It's just that you know that your son's long-cherished wish is to be filial to his father, the emperor, and his mother's concubines, so you want the vassal country to be closer..."
At this moment, Zhu Yixi suddenly realized.
Well, this is retreat in order to advance.
The Liao Kingdom is far away from Anxi, no less than ten thousand miles away from the city of Beijing. It is so far that even if you travel in a hurry, you will have to walk for two or three months.
This frightened all the princes.
Too far.
It is not like Qin or Qi, which can reach Beijing in almost ten days by boat.
So far away, almost forever, who can not care?
Moreover, at this time, the entire Mobei region was divided into Beihai as a province and Mobei as a district. However, the Chechen Khan tribe's pasture in the east and the Zasaktu Khan tribe in the west were definitely not taken into consideration by the imperial court.
Distance and area are enough to rob everything.
Therefore, the court's tendency is to establish a vassal state and never leave it empty, and then cultivate new enemies.
Naturally, King Fu saw this.
He wants to be in Mobei.
Although the distance is two thousand miles, it is much closer than the Liao Kingdom. You can go back to Beijing in half a month.
"You want to go to the Chechen Khan?"
Zhu Yixi said casually.
"My son is not afraid of the wind and cold in the prairie. He just wants to be closer to his father, the emperor, his mother and his concubine."
King Fu said with sincerity on his face.
Zhu Yixi thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, I will ask Chen Dong to send troops to gather those tribes and build a city for you."
"At that time, your kingdom of blessing will be complete."
"But don't complain to me that it's too small in the future. I estimate that at most 50,000 to 60,000 herdsmen will reach the top. There are not many people..."
"I don't dislike my son." King Fu made a calculation in his mind. There are at most 200,000 good guys. Is this considered a country?
However, being close to the capital is the biggest advantage. Do you need to worry about the food and drink expenses when the time comes?
Thinking like this, Zhu Yixi had another idea about the Zhasak Tuhan tribe sandwiched between Anxi and Mobei.
In such a huge Mobei region, it is appropriate to establish another vassal state, which happens to cover the entire Mongolian Plateau and block the Russians' westward advance.
In this way, the Governor of Beihai not only oversees Mobei, but also Beihai and the entire Mongolian Plateau.
Why don't you call the Mongol governor?
Although her mind was spinning, Zhu Yixi had not yet made a decision.
This choice is really difficult.
Like Jilin and Heilongjiang, it is inappropriate to choose a distinguished person to serve because the huge Lake Baikal region has a lot of suitable arable land.
It is also important to calm down, appease the people, and build things, but warriors are not suitable.
In this situation where people are capable of both civil and military affairs, there are few candidates in the court.
"I still have to let the cabinet recommend me so that I can make a careful selection. It would be really shameful to promote him directly."