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How did this make it happen?" Song Bingce was shocked and pondered for a while before saying, "Is this not moving, is it a joke to look at Your Majesty? Your Majesty's wisdom, isn't this the last layer of fig leaf completely turning against you? How did this make it happen?!" Song Bingce said a little doubt.

"Master, if you don't do this, then let Zhao Gang advance step by step. In the end, he forced the Master to have no way out and finally retire and return home. I really don't want to see this scene. I will resign now and ask the Master to be kind." Duan Rui was not in a hurry but instead made a heartbroken look, which made Song Bingce suspicious. He patted Duan Rui's shoulder and comforted in a deep voice: "Zhiquan doesn't have to mind. It's better to do this. I just want to lead the troops to quell the rebellion, but I've been feeling unwell recently. Can I ask my nephew Song Guan to fight!"

"The Grand Marshal is wise. In this way, His Majesty has no excuse to make things difficult for the Grand Marshal!"

Half a day later, when Zhao Gang received an electronic memorial from Song Bingce, his heart suddenly became cold. This memorial was like a sharp sword, stabbing hard into his heart. The military struggle for more than 20 years ended in a miserable end. This ending was undoubtedly something that Zhao Gang didn't want to see!

The general idea of ​​the memorial is as follows: "Rebellions in the northwest have occurred frequently. The Marquis of Dingbei knew that they were deeply guilty and wanted to go to the expedition to quell the rebellion himself, but recently, the Marquis of Dingbei Song Bing Ce was old and weak, and occasionally got sick. His sick and disabled body could not withstand the fatigue of mountains and rivers. He could not enter Shaanxi and Gansu to quell the rebellion. Please forgive the emperor. His nephew Song Guan was still strong and powerful, and his warfare was brave. He could go to the expedition instead of him. I hope His Majesty can handle it as appropriate.

In other words, Song Bingce did not hand over the military power. And what is the use of sending a fake hostage and a nephew? Who knows how many nephews Song Bingce has? If Song Guan goes to battle, the victory or defeat will be beneficial to Song Bingce. It seems that the carefully planned plan to seize the military will be ruined again. Song Bingce is a cunning person. He only sent Song Guan to come. It is really a waste of money. It is a pity to abandon it. How to deal with the current situation? Zhao Gang is thinking.

However, the nostalgic thought in the heart disappeared. Song Bingce dared to neglect state affairs and gave up at the critical moment, leaving millions of people in dire straits. This approach has exceeded Zhao Gang's bottom line and has become Zhao Gang's enemy. From this moment on, Zhao Gang had murderous intent on Song Bingce!

After the murderous intent surged, Zhao Gang felt lonely again. For more than twenty years, many people sacrificed their lives to exchange for the democratic, prosperous and powerful new China. However, the old man who stayed by Zhao Gang gradually withered. He had just forgotten his troubles, but he is back now. And he even tear his chest more vigorously. The boy did not recognize the taste of sorrow. Now he is middle-aged Zhao Gang can only sigh with regret. He wants to speak and stop.

Depression is depression, worries are troubles, and in the end everything needs to be done. With a lot of resentment, Zhao Gang met Wu Junsheng and Han Xinghua in the study.

"Brother Xinghua, are you here today to discuss the matter of sending troops to Shaanxi and Gansu?" After the meeting and the emperor and his ministers had finished speaking, Zhao Gang looked at his two brothers of life and death carefully, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

With just this glance, Zhao Gang discovered that Wu Junsheng and Han Xinghua were very different from a few years ago. Zhao Gang saw them when he was sleeping three years ago. After three years of dreaming, Wu Junsheng had already seen aging and his eyes lost his former spirit. When he looked at him, his head was not turning, and he seemed to be struggling in every move, and he was obviously unable to do so. He heard Zhao Gang's words, his lips trembled for a long time before he said vaguely, and he couldn't understand what he said at all.

Han Xinghua and Wu Junsheng were in a deteriorating situation. They were in their prime, and they were energetic, strong, with a strong chest and abdomen, sitting upright, with bright eyes. When they heard the emperor's question, they hurriedly stood up from the chair and replied respectfully: "Emperor, since that bastard Song Bingce is unwilling to send troops, I am willing to send troops to quell the rebellion."

Zhao Gang smiled slightly and understood in his heart. Wu Junsheng is old, Song Bingce is rebellious, and he is the only big boss in the army. If he does it well, he may become the only big boss in the army. Therefore, Han Xinghua is so eager to send troops. After thinking about it, Zhao Gang nodded. In terms of ability, Han Xinghua has enough ability, but it is not suitable for Han Xinghua to lead his troops to enter Guandong.

After hearing Han Xinghua's words, Zhao Gang pondered for a moment, turned around and ordered the guards standing beside him: "Remember, Han Xinghua and Wu Junsheng are loyal to the country and reward the Western Regions Province for one day to run a horse." He smiled at the two of them and said, "I know you are not short of money, but I can't treat you badly. The Western Regions Province has rich mineral resources. If you have good character, it will be no problem to circle a thousand, eight hundred miles away. It can be regarded as the benefit I give you for personal gain."

Horse racing and land grabbing is the method of Manchu officials who occupied their fiefs when they entered the Qing Dynasty. The method is; the distance on horseback riding will belong to you.

In 45 (the second year of Shunzhi), the land occupied was officially distributed to the soldiers of the Eight Banners from the East, and began a large-scale land grabbing campaign, occupying the land that originally belonged to the Han farmers to the Eight Banners nobles (causing a large number of land-lost laid-off workers). In order to make a living, the farmers who lost their land were forced to serve as coats (similar to serfs) to cultivate land for the Eight Banners nobles of the Qing Dynasty (similar to serfs).

Later, the Qing government changed its business method. It organized farms and divided them into big villages (:-720) and half villages (:c). It allocated the land to the Eight Banner Kings (such as Caobai), the public, and the royal family. It was managed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The land collected was distributed to the royal family members. The Guanzhuang used tenancy to rent them to farmers. The past business methods were changed with the main labor force. The Guanzhuang set up a house to directly manage farmers and directly expropriated land rent.

After the founding of New China, this practice of land grabbing was also abolished. A large amount of land grabbing in the Qing Dynasty was naturally liquidated and returned to the people. However, for some reason, the practice of land grabbing was still retained. However, Zhao Gang has not exercised this right. This time it can be said that this is the first time. Wu Junsheng and Han Xinghua were both surprised and happy when they heard it.

Seeing that Wu Junsheng didn't say anything, Han Xinghua quickly smiled and said, "What the emperor said? Long live to enclose land is so generous to me. I decided to go back and practice equestrian for half a month, and then accumulate energy. When the day of the running starts, I will definitely encircle him tens of thousands of miles. However, Brother Wu is old and this reward may be a lot of money. In addition, he is inconvenient to legs and feet. I am afraid that he can't enclose a few acres of land. It's better to give Brother Wu tens of thousands of dollars. Also, Your Majesty is not as tired as he works, and he has to stay until the second day of the day. To be honest, Your Majesty looks very young, cherish your body well, and be an emperor for a hundred years! Your Majesty is full of billions of people and the country, and you should take care of it!"

"Damn, Han Xinghua, when did you learn to flatter? You still become an emperor until you are 100 years old. Isn't that causing trouble for the people? I have decided to retire in another ten years. My eldest daughter will become the queen and hand over all the power!" Zhao Gang looked at Yang Liu in the courtyard and said slowly: "Americans have been cheap in recent years, so they may not make a mess there. The Russians don't need to say anything. Although they are still a lot of energy in recent years, they are still in a state of military service. Xiao Ri

Although we have absorbed it, there are more than 10 million people in the United States and are not subject to discipline! The South Asian Autonomous Province is also unstable. The Mahatma was bold and organized a non-resistance movement, and in fact it was still resisting our Chinese Empire." He sighed and then said: "In the past two years, heavy rains have been falling and floods have not flooded. The Yangtze River and Yellow River have not flooded. The country's power is like a cart that goes uphill. If you don't advance, you will retreat!..." Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly and did not say anything more.

"Your Majesty!" Wu Junsheng only realized at this time: "I am not old yet. When the day I run and encircle, I am willing to compete with Han Xinghua to see who is the real man!" He looked at Han Xinghua. His previous look of the old man had disappeared.

"Brother, you are really good. When you talk about other things, you pretend to be old and when you say it, you pretend to be young. You are not doing this inexplicably!" Zhao Gang pointed his finger at the tea bowl cover, gently blowing the heat on it, as if he had inadvertently wrapped Han Xinghua's eyes, and said: "Soldiers are the major affairs of the country, and you must observe the life and death of the country. Now it is difficult to raise food and salary for soldiers rashly. If you are not sure, how can I talk about the war easily?"

When Zhao Gang said this, Han Xinghua and Wu Junsheng were unaware of it and nodded secretly and waited for Zhao Gang's following.

"It's going to rain, mom wants to get married, let him go!" Zhao Gang glanced at Wu Junsheng and Han Xinghua with a flash, and smiled: "Han Xinghua, now there is another great risk. Do you want to take it, will you go?"

Han Xinghua was overjoyed and stood up to salute and said, "I am willing to go. If I can't quell the rebellion in Shaanxi and Gansu for three months, I will come to see you!"

"Reckless, you're such a big tone. Do you know how long it took Zuo Zhongtang?" Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief. "In the process of regaining Xinjiang, Zuo Zongtang's ethnic policy towards the majority of Hui people enabled the Western Expedition Army to gain the support of the people of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang, mainly Hui people, and achieved a rapid victory in the battle to regain Xinjiang. Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements and should not be willing to kill themselves arbitrarily, so that they can be ranked in Lingyan Pavilion, do you know?"

"Your Majesty, I know!" Han Xinghua was surprised and happy. The meaning of Zhao Gang's words was very clear. If you do well, you can go to Lingyan Pavilion and enjoy the long-term sacrifice of the Chinese nation. What kind of honor is this? The sudden happiness made Han Xinghua feel dizzy.
Chapter completed!