Chapter 450 Travel

Author: There are dragons in Nanshan

Mobeiwei, Orhun City.

This was once an old camp of the Oirats, and the first battle of the year had turned into ruins.

Now five years have passed, with the continuous support of the court, a prosperous city appeared in the desert.

A year ago, Qiqike went to Beijing to petition and asked for the construction of the railway from the capital to Orhun City.

In the original plan, Orhun City was not the end point. If you extend further north, you can reach Beihaiwei.

The section from Orhun City to Beihaiwei is still under planning and is expected to be opened to traffic in one year.

The rice must be eaten at a bite, and the road must be repaired one by one. The infrastructure must involve all aspects and cannot be rushed.

Zhu Qizhen was not worried because Beihaiwei has abundant products, which can grow rye and abundant fishery products, which are quite like a small Jiangnan outside the Great Wall. It is not necessary to communicate with the Central Plains for the time being.

Mobeiwei is different. There is a shortage of materials here. Although a large amount of farmland has been reclaimed and workshops have been built, the food is still not self-sufficient, especially the lack of daily necessities such as tea, salt and sugar, iron pots, bowls and dishes.

People here urgently need to exchange cattle and sheep for daily necessities. Qiqike went to Beijing to petition because this railway is crucial.

The speed of steam trains is very limited, but their advantage lies in their stability and large loading capacity. Whether it is passenger or freight, it is much more efficient than pulling horses.

Moreover, people of this era have never seen a high-speed train, and they do not feel that the train is slow, and they may even think... it is too fast.

Zhu Qizhen sat bored by the bed window, looking at the wheat fields covered by the white snow.

This winter is extremely cold. The wheat seedlings in the fields have just grown two or three inches and encountered the cold snow. From a distance, they look like they are frozen to death. However, when spring comes, these inconspicuous wheat seedlings will immediately grow vigorously.

However, he did not want to see the Tatars far away in the far north ushering in spring like wheat seedlings.

How can you let others sleep soundly when you lie on your side?

This time, no matter what conspiracy Tuotuo Buhua played, he would have been told that he would never return.

Yuan Bin looked out the window, looked at the map again, and said, "Emperor, there is Orhun City in front of him."

Zhu Qizhen nodded slowly and said, "Are you ready?"

Yuan Bin hurriedly replied: "According to the emperor's instructions, I have arranged five hundred elite troops to enter Orhun City in advance. Even if the emperor wants to find a mosquito in Orhun City, I can catch it!"

"Remember, be careful and do not alert the enemy!"

"I have taken care of it, but..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Bin suddenly became hesitant, as if he was not very good at speaking.

Zhu Qizhen asked, "There are no one else here, you can just say something bluntly."

"yes!"

Yuan Bin nodded and saluted, then asked carefully: "I don't understand. The emperor went out of the palace to inspect Mobei, so he could have been open and open, so why did he sneak up on his own..."

Since leaving Beijing, this question has been bothering him, and I couldn't help asking it before getting off the bus.

Zhu Qizhen said: "If you go through the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites, you don't know how much trouble it will take."

Yuan Bin was still puzzled and said, "It is a big deal for the emperor to leave the palace, and the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites should be treated with caution."

"I don't think they are slow, but the court will make a decision and will definitely make a big fuss and will have an army guard. If you were Tutuobuhua, would you show up when you saw such a formation?"

Yuan Bin frowned and said, "What I am worried about is... If Tuotuobuhua really makes all plans, the number of troops that can be used by the emperor is limited..."

"Don't worry!"

Zhu Qizhen smiled confidently and said, "I have arranged three thousand battalions to enter the north of Mo, and it is enough to deal with the remaining Tatars!"

Yuan Bin knew that the combat power of the Three Thousand Battalions was naturally unexplained, and he was afraid of it...

"Your Majesty, this is not a capital, 80%... No, at least 90% are Mongols. I am worried, worried..."

Zhu Qizhen took over the conversation: "Worry that I'm going to get into the tiger's mouth?"

Yuan Bin didn't say anything, just nodded, his expression on his face was very entangled.

If the Mongolian tribes in northern Mobei have the intention to rebel, it is not appropriate.

As the strongest intelligence department in the Ming Dynasty, the Jinyiwei inspected and investigated secretly for many years, and had never heard of any rebels there.

However, if Mobeiwei is not a problem and is very safe, I may not believe this.

Zhu Qizhen seemed to understand what he was thinking and said, "The times have changed. Now this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The people here are all the people of the Ming Dynasty. If I can't even go to my own territory and even my own people can't believe me, what else can I be an emperor?"

Yuan Bin hurriedly said, "The emperor is so serious. I just think... no matter when, it will never be a bad thing to be prepared or not."

At this time, the car slowly descended and then stopped on the platform.

Zhu Qizhen stood up and said, "Where is the king's land under the sky, the shore of the land, and the king's ministers. I want to see if the people living in this desert are the people of the Ming Dynasty!"

Yuan Bin knew that the emperor had made up his mind and it would be useless to persuade him.

Nowadays, we can only take one step at a time, do our own work well, and don’t give the enemy the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Your Majesty, I'll inform Mobeiwei..."

"Don't!"

Zhu Qizhen hurriedly stopped him and asked, "When was the agreement with Qiqike?"

Yuan Bin thought for a while and replied: "Three days later."

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "That means we only have three days to understand the people's sentiments. Let's go, hurry up!"

He didn't want to alarm the officials of Mobeiwei immediately. First, he was worried that the news would leak. The imperial army arrived too quickly, and Tuotuo didn't dare to show up. Moreover, if you want to truly understand a place, you don't look at the numbers on the report. Just walk into the home of a commoner, and everything is clear.

Those officials are smart, and they are all fake masters.

They have ten thousand ways to package themselves. The black ones can be written as white ones, and the dead ones can be written as alive ones.

However, the stove in the people's homes is not fake.

It is definitely true that the lower-level people eat every day and whether they can eat enough food.

The two disguised themselves as merchants, and twenty other Jinyiwei also turned into different dresses to protect themselves in front of others.

The platform is high and the wind is cold, but looking into the distance from here, the field of view is very wide.

"Emperor... Master Huang, have you entered the city?"

Zhu Qizhen stood in the cold wind and said, "Don't worry, look over there!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the east.

Yuan Bin looked up and saw that there were many tents more than ten miles ahead, which seemed to be a market town.

Zhu Qizhen asked, "Where is there?"

Yuan Bin took out the map, which contained all the information collected by the Jinyiwei and said, "This place is called Helin, it is a market town. It mainly does cattle and sheep business, and most of the people living there are Oirats."

"It's the Oirat..."

When Zhu Qizhen heard the three words "Ora" and the depths of his eyes became extremely complicated.

Over the past century, there have been constant wars between the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia.

Throughout history, the Central Plains dynasty and the nomadic peoples have always been in opposition to each other.

In that battle five years ago, the Ming army completely defeated the Oirat and Tatars and took advantage of the opportunity to recover the northern desert.

Now, once again, it was so close to the gathering place of the Oirats, and my heart was filled with mixed feelings.

This mood is both pride and worry.

It is proud that this place has become the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The remaining Tatars looked at the Iron Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty and fled far away to the extreme north, but...

Ten years later, what about a hundred years later?

If I am gone, will this situation be broken?

The nomadic people's conquest of the Central Plains dynasty has never stopped, and the Central Plains dynasty's attack on the nomadic people has never stopped. After repeated massacres, it was then rekindled with no end.

Today, the Oirat and Tatars were driven away and the Jurchens were driven away. Who knows whether a new nation will breed in the future...

"You said...will they call themselves Oirats, Mongols, or Ming people?"

Yuan Bin said: "It should be a wise talent."

Zhu Qizhen smiled and said, "You will know what exactly is going to take a look."

Yuan Bin's face changed and he hurriedly said, "I will place all the secret spies in the city, there is no one there... Please forgive me!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand: "I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid, yes, yes... worried!"

"What are you worried about?"

"Hold on, worry..."

"Okay, I won't be difficult for you anymore, let's go!"

After saying that, Zhu Qizhen walked forward without waiting for him to reply.
To be continued...