In fact, even if the Hunan-Guizhou Miao barbarians make a big fuss, it will only cause chaos in one house and not a large-scale disturbance.
But because it contained the hands and feet of the Jinchuan chieftains, it became a big deal.
Emperor Xiaode was also a man of great talent and strategy, and now that his position was gradually becoming more secure, he naturally would not sit back and watch the Miao barbarians rampage.
So once he frees up his hands, he will definitely send troops to suppress the rebellion.
But right now, it seems that the only option is to send troops from Beijing.
Moreover, the firearms battalion of the Beijing Central Army cannot be established. After all, firearms cannot move freely in the deep mountains and old forests.
Therefore, some troops and horses must be allocated from the Beijing camp or the city defense camp.
After all, most of the soldiers and horses in the southwest are now stationed in the Yunnan-Guizhou, Sichuan and Sichuan areas. If they are transferred to Huguang to suppress the rebellion at this time, it is very likely that the southern Xinjiang countries and the large and small Jinchuan will take advantage of the opportunity.
As for the soldiers and horses in the southeast, all their energy is focused on confronting the red-haired barbarians coming north from the Southeast Asia. There are countless French, British, and Dutch soldiers, but they don't have the strength to send them to Hunan and Guizhou to quell the rebellion.
Not to mention the north, the court would never send the border troops south unless absolutely necessary.
Therefore, the only ones who had the spare energy to go to Huguang to suppress the rebellion were those from Beijing.
However, Emperor Xiaode may not dare to easily mobilize enough troops to go south.
After all, they had just experienced the battle at Tiewang Mountain. The five troops in the Beijing camp needed to be cleaned up from top to bottom. The Royal Forest Army could not be put to great use, and the Royal Horse Supervisor could not be easily mobilized.
As for the emperor's cronies, such as Yang Feng, Qiu Zhongshan and others, they must not leave the capital easily.
Otherwise, those who are interested will definitely take advantage of the situation.
After all, it took less than two years for the emperor to gain a foothold. And the great emperor's reputation is still spreading among hundreds of officials and people.
So what would the cabinet ministers think?
Civil officials don't like military generals performing meritorious service, so they may take advantage of this opportunity and propose recruiting troops.
Even though they clearly know that recruiting people for safety is an act of drinking poison to quench their thirst.
If the conditions given are poor, the Miao Man may not agree; if the conditions given are good, it may give the illusion of a 'golden belt of murder and arson' to the big and small Jinchuan who has been eyeing him.
If I were to handle this matter myself...
It goes without saying that Jinyiwei is the emperor's personal army, so he naturally has to stand in the position of a military commander and use the method of training the unworthy flying army in the past to train an elite soldier to kill these Miao barbarians.
Lin Zhao took this report, worried about the emperor, then worried about the elders, and finally worried about the Governor of the Fifth Army. It was a waste of time.
"Sir." Zhang Wannian looked at him holding the report on the Miao rebellion in Hunan and Guizhou. He didn't put it down for a long time, so he handed it over and asked, "Do you want to arrange for Jinyi guards to conduct detailed inquiries about the Miao people in Hunan and Guizhou to provide more information?"
"That's not necessary." Lin Zhao came to his senses, put down the report, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "The Jin Yiwei is a knife in the hands of the emperor. How to act is up to the emperor. We only need to put our
Just pay attention to the current things."
Although the Miaoman rebellion was extremely urgent, it was nothing compared to the political situation of the entire Zhou Dynasty.
For Emperor Xiaode, ensuring the safety of the capital and allowing the emperor to gain a firm foothold were more important than anything else.
Only when the emperor sits on the throne can the entire empire be effectively governed.
Why should Jinyiwei worry so much and cause unnecessary suspicion?
Lin Zhao finished handling some affairs and saw that the time was almost up and there was nothing important in the yamen, so he gave an order and led the guards back to the house.
He is a quasi-sage and is more than capable of building a super empire. Wouldn't it be easy to manage a small imperial guard?
In the previous worlds, he was used to being decisive and decisive, so he handled his affairs naturally and happily.
Therefore, whenever something happens, he can detect it and deal with it in time.
All matters, big or small, were in his hands like reading a text in the palm of his hand.
In comparison, it is more relaxed and comfortable in the house, and it is better to experience the world of mortals.
Now he was packing up the things on the table and preparing to go back home, when Gu Haiquan came over again and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you have accepted Mei Jiao Niang as your aunt, and you don't even invite us to a wedding banquet?"
"Auntie?" Lin Zhao naturally knew that he was talking about Xiangling, so he smiled casually: "I haven't officially gotten married yet, why are I anxious to get my auntie? Now I am letting her learn some lessons from my sister under the guidance of Aunt Rong.
What are the rules?"
"What? Everyone has come in, but the adults are only thinking about finding her parents for her? This sentiment is truly noble." Gu Haiquan exclaimed in a fuss.
Is there nothing I can do? I am a quasi-sage, but I am not a saint after all. I cannot do whatever I want.
No match for the God of Harmony.
Lin Zhao sneered: "You dare to show off in front of me. Do you want me to recall you to the mourning hall so that you can enjoy family reunion?"
Gu Hai's whole body trembled, remembering the fear of his butt being dominated by the bamboo pole in his father's hand, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, not daring to smile playfully with Lin Zhao anymore.
"Huh! I can't cure you yet!"
Lin Zhao smiled slightly, got on his horse and returned to the mansion.
But when talking about his parents, Lin Zhao remembered something.
The birthday of his cheap daddy, loyal uncle, Shandong Governor Lin Ruhai is coming soon.
As a child, although I can't go to Quancheng to celebrate the old man's birthday, I still have to hold a birthday banquet for him in the capital.
You can't become Uncle Zhongqin by yourself, and have the same rank as Uncle Zhongqin, so you don't need your father?
Thinking of this, Lin Zhao decided to return to his mansion and inform Daiyu.
The birthday party for my father Yao must be a big one.
In the future, when Uncle Zhongzhong comes to Beijing and joins the cabinet, he will be considered to have aura and connections.
Lin Zhao returned to the mansion and was about to ask the maid what the county lord was doing when he couldn't help but pat his head.
I have an "aunt" who lives in the west wing of my courtyard. Although I learn the rules from Lin Daiyu every day, she returns to this courtyard to serve me.
Then go and see this little girl.
Thinking of this, he returned to his yard and headed to the west wing to see what Xiang Ling was doing.
But when he entered the west chamber, he heard a voice like glutinous rice whispering: "Last night the rain was light and the wind was strong, and the heavy sleep could not eliminate the remaining wine." After a while, no words were heard.
Lin Zhao didn't feel it was secretly funny.
It turned out that Xiangling envied people talking about poetry and longed for it. After coming to Lin Mansion, because of her status, she had a lot of leisure time, so she became a teacher of Daiyu and learned some poetry and poetry.
As a result, in just a few days, Daiyu also suffered from the youth syndrome.
Although she did not check the bamboos and plum blossoms like Daiyu did, she still recited poems here every day.
Lin Zhao laughed, pushed the door in, and said with a smile: "The apprentice of Li Qingzhao of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he should be able to read the poems of the real Li Qingzhao very quickly."
"ah!"
When Xiangling saw him coming in, she jumped up in a hurry and carefully put the collection of poems away. Then she blushed and said, "I was just having fun, but I made the uncle laugh."
"Li Qingzhao of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a disciple of the Lord of Lang County, how can he be just having fun?" Lin Zhao said with a slight smile.
"I'm a bit stupid. Now I can't even recognize the characters. I'm afraid I've failed the girl's teachings." Xiangling lowered her head and whispered.
"What are you afraid of? You are so young and so smart. If you study something seriously, you will naturally understand." Lin Zhao's tone turned calm and he said slowly: "The news from the Ministry of Punishment has been transmitted, and the news about your family is a little unclear.
, then Jia Yucun, the prefect of Jinling, will go to Beijing soon, and the news about your parents will surely be clear soon."
"Uncle!" Xiangling couldn't help being surprised and happy...
Seeing her face turn red and her eyes a little blurry, Lin Zhao's tone was very calm: "What is the girl doing today?"