The Qing Dynasty has never been so depressed. Even if it is said that it is the Manchu and Mongolian family, it is the Mongolian tribe who pay tribute to Shengjing. When will it be their turn to give gifts but still not give them?

Fortunately, Mao Jue accepted it without hesitation.

Fan Wencheng was treated with courtesy. Song Xiance was right. Mao Jue personally came forward many times better than him. When he brought Fan Wencheng into the house, the Grand Secretary of the Qing Dynasty immediately excitedly brought out the diplomatic achievements obtained by the capital and the imperial edict given by Emperor Chongzhen.

"Supervisor, some time ago, I, the Qing Dynasty and Dongjiang, had some misunderstandings. The Jinzhou Zu Dashou attacked my border, killed my border people, and insulted my emperor. After the emperor persuaded me several times, Zu Dashou still did his own thing. In desperation, the emperor sent troops to attack."

"However, now the Emperor of Ming Dynasty has made an enlightened and has made an appointment with our dynasty as a brotherly country and turned war into jade and silk. My emperor really couldn't bear to fight again. The people bleed. He sent his subordinates to discuss with the supervisor whether Dongjiang would also let go of war and make peace again?"

Fan Wencheng gave Huang Taiji some face. A brotherly country, don’t you know that Huang Taiji, the son emperor, has been widely circulated in Dongjiang. Just as Lu Zhong, the Jinyiwei, urinated, this contract really made Mao Jue very tired. When someone called him father, the court would spend millions of silver and even opened a border market to support the enemy!

For a long time, it was still a piece of food that had seized the power of the Qing army. Although all the Mongolian tribes surrendered to Huang Taiji and took the Qing Kingdom as the leader, they would not follow them. After the last Battle of Dongjiang, there was a crack in the relationship between the Qing Kingdom and Mongolia. However, the subsequent Battle of Huang Taiji entered the pass and fled again in the Ming Dynasty, which was considered to have picked up the prestige.

Now that the Ming border city is open, not only is Mao Jue strangling the Qing Dynasty's grain plan ruined, but Huang Taiji also has enough food to hire more gangsters on the grassland. These cavalry who have been nomadic on horseback for many years are much more skilled in bows and horses than the newly emerging cowboys in Dongjiang. If you attack the border like this, it is meaningless to say that Dongjiang may suffer a small loss.

Sure enough, there is a magical opponent that is better than a pig teammate! In Fan Wencheng's expectant and nervous eyes, Mao Jue nodded heavily.

However, before this guy was overjoyed, Mao Jue added a condition with a gloomy voice.

"I heard that my Majesty paid 100,000 taels of gold and 1 million taels of silver for the tribute! Dongjiang was tired, lonely and hung overseas, short of food and shortage of wages. If the Emperor could give up the love, he would give the 100,000 taels of gold to Dongjiang, Mao would be grateful!"

Fan Wencheng's skin twitched violently, but then he hurriedly smiled and nodded to agree.

"My emperor is extremely pleased to be able to rely on the supervisor's lips and teeth. It is naturally not impossible to have silver and money! When the supervisor waits quietly, gold will be sent to Mudanjiang City!"

Do you dare not give it to me? Just go to Mingting with him to show off his power. Mao Jue is a real bandit. If he doesn’t give it, he will rob it himself if he doesn’t give it to him!

However, Mao Jue's request for this money made the peace talks more sincere. Then the two sides had a series of debates on the border. Fan Wencheng asked Mao Jue to return to the Heilongjiang border thirteen years ago and give up the Songhua River Basin. How could Mao Jue spit out the meat he ate? He did not make a clear argument and also asked the Qing army to withdraw from the Songjinxing city and retreat to the border between the two countries in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen.

How is this possible? It took such a huge price to destroy Songjin's defense line and then give it back? In the end, Fan Wencheng had to leave the border in vain.

The negotiations were going on for a long time, and I was too anxious to go back to report the results to Huang Taiji. He refused Mao Jue's invitation to the dinner. On the same day, he said goodbye and returned to Shengjing. Looking at his leaving figure, several burly men came out one after another in the hotel room.

"Master General, I really want to cease the war with these Tartar dogs!"

I have been ready for more than half a year! Today's negotiations have made me feel sad. Wen Meng was the first to ask impatiently.

Who knew that Mao Jue ignored him, but instead looked aside and asked the aide behind Song Xiance.

"How was the railway from Mudanjiang to Songhua River built?

"Return to General! Director Sun came to report that four tracks would be opened to traffic in another forty miles. If General Jiang transferred 10,000 Japanese slaves to him, he would definitely be able to complete the task before the autumn harvest!"

After all, the Ming Dynasty in this era was an official-oriented system. Senior officials such as Sun Chengzong and Wu Aheng were unwilling to take office, which does not mean that their next generation is willing to face the black soil and carry the hoe. This answer is Sun Chengzong's last descendant, Sun Hao.

With the Heilongjiang River Basin, relying on many literati and intellectuals who fled outside the pass, Mao Jue now has a complete network of staff under his command, and his administrative efficiency has been greatly improved.

This answer made Mao Jue nodded with satisfaction, and agreed without hesitation: "Transfer it to him!" Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the general who was recruited by him.

"Jiannu wolfish ambition, how could Dongjiang have real peace with them? Once they breathe, the war should be burned to the border of our town again! So this year Dongjiang and the Qing people must fight to the death!"

"After the autumn harvest, all the new grains from the four towns in Heilongjiang will be sent to Sanshilipu, Songhua River. All the troops and horses of each town will also gather in the Songhua River Basin. Dongjiang Town only Liu Wenmeng's troops launched a feint attack, and the remaining ones gathered in Heilongjiang two months in advance. This war will be to the death!"

"You are talking about war on weekdays! This time it is really a life-and-death battle! I want you all to be aware of this! On the battlefield, I feel that there is no allowance for any mistakes!"

Listening to Mao Jue's tone, the scale of the final battle in this drama would be unprecedented! Even the generals who had experienced battle formations in Dongjiang were suffocating their breaths, but immediately, the rushing blood immediately burned, full of fighting spirit. They all stood at attention and their fists were heavily pressed against the heart of their left chest.

"Don't worry, I will fulfill my mission!"

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The battlefields in Liaodong and Henan were already broken and sand were sank, and there were also rich war clouds over the Dongjiang River. However, Shaanxi, which was ravaged by war, finally ushered in a glimmer of dawn.

The exhausted long team carried the flags and entered Tongguan in a mighty manner. At the gate of the city, a large number of Shaanxi landlords and tyrants were waiting there for a long time. Looking at the flag of the Minister of War and the Governor of the Three-sided Army Yuan galloping in front of them, these people were smiling and smiling, and kneeling in front of them.

"Meet the Governor Yuan of the Three-Borders!"

"We have been waiting for Lord Yuan for a long time!"

The face was full of smiles, and the Xi'an prefect Liu Hesheng and Tongguan prefect Fan Maocai flattered the horse and slapped it hard.

"Please get up! Yuan is trusted by the emperor and will be in charge of the three sides. You will need all your help in the future."

Yuan Chonghuan also politely held his fists and agreed. The local tyrants were smiling and kept clasping their fists and nodding their heads.

"It must be certain!"

At least it was a good start. Looking up at the vicissitudes of life in Tongguan City, Yuan Chonghuan kicked the horse into the city with heavy heart.

The final fate of the Ming Empire fell into his hands. The burden was too heavy. The next day, Yuan Chonghuan didn't even have a rest, so he hurried out of the city with his personal soldiers and patrolled towards Yulin. He was eager to know how much family he had in order to do things.

However, Yuan Chonghuan's face turned dark on the first day of his trip.

The strong wind blew the loess. After searching for a long time, the boundary of most buried military fields was dug out. On the list, the three thousand acres of military farms in Tongguanwei were built. In addition to relying on the fertile field by the river, the wheat grew in the area, and the crops near Guancheng that could die at any time were not thin.

In addition, the Tongguan Guard Office should have more than 5,800 soldiers, but in fact, only the old patrolmen who were patrolling the city were left. Even if Yuan Chonghuan took over Liaozhen, he thought there was no worse situation than this, but now he has opened his eyes.

Seeing the three-sided governor's face look ugly, the local tyrants next to him were also worried and looked down carefully.

"The fields over there are pretty good farming. In such a disaster year, the scale of Tongguan can reach is pretty good!"

After all, he had to boost morale. Seeing that the face of the commander Ren Qi in Tongguan almost drooped to his heels, and forced a smile, Yuan Chonghuan smiled and praised him with difficulty. However, these words made these landlords and rich people stunned, and then an old man in Jinyi stood up sadly and clasped his fists.

"Sir, that piece is not the land of Yutian, but the land of the old family's ancestors!"

"Ministry!!!"

His face was stunned again, and then anger burst out in Yuan Chonghuan's black face. The official list of the garrison offices and the entire Tongxi area were lost to the Tongguan Guard. Where did the private lands? These local landlords and tyrants have occupied the official lands over the years, but they have reached such a crazy level. All the fields that can be cultivated in Tongguan have been occupied by them.

After all, it was the general who went to the battle to kill people. Yuan Chonghuan's anger made all the landlords tremble in fear. Some people were secretly communicating information in their pupils. But what surprised them was that Yuan Chonghuan's fire did not come out after all. He turned his head to look at the sun. He waved his hand gloomyly.

"Everyone will go back and rest! Ming Ge's governor will continue to patrol north and trouble everyone!"

In the incredible eyes of the local clans and local officials, Yuan Chonghuan was the first to go back to the ward to the town.
Chapter completed!