The emperor's sudden artificiality was obviously beyond the military parade process set by the department and the court. After all, it was somewhat humiliating to let foreign ministers lead horses.
Although the monarch is the lord, if the officials in the court could lead the emperor, it would be a favor that they had hoped for, but the foreign ministers were ultimately foreign ministers. After more than ten years, the two sides still had an irreconcilable feud. If you want to be respected by your heart, you would be deceiving yourself.
When the third lady suddenly heard this, she was stunned at first, but then she remained silent, and the followers on both sides looked even more angry.
The atmosphere in front of Anding's door was a bit strange for a moment.
The Oirats were gloating and watched coldly. The chieftain frowned, and only the Koreans were eager to try. The civil officials and military generals looked at each other, wanting to speak but stopping.
Zhu Yijun looked at the third lady with a smile, looking very patient.
Altan Khan is almost dying.
Although it is impossible to confirm the specific condition of Altan Khan, he is 73 years old after all, a wanderer outside the border, and has been through the battlefield for a long time. Once he is seriously ill, it will be difficult to get up again. Even if he can live a life, it will take less than two years.
In other words, Zhu Yijun is bullying the thirty-year-old prospective widow.
It’s not that the emperor looked down on the third lady.
Altan Khan was just seriously ill, and the right-wing tribes in Mongolia began to get ready to move. His grandson, Tali, was the transliteration of the prince and was abused by the Mongolians to pretentiously give the Golden Family. He took over the throne of the great ruler brought by Tuman Khan; his adopted son Cha Taiji colluded with Dacheng Bibi prostitutes, and was unclear about the White Lotus Sect, and wanted to monopolize Bansheng. This time, Shi Maohua appeared in Bansheng, and was 80% acquiesced by Altan Khan's eldest son Xin Ai Huang Taiji... It can be said that a group of demons danced around.
Now Tuman Khan is in his prime, tyrannical wing, staring at the left wing with a fierce look. If the right wing falls apart after Altan Khan dies and turns into a mess, things will be in trouble.
And at this time, the third lady is the one who is qualified to carry the right-wing banner.
In history, before Altan Khan's death and before his tribes were on guard, this Madam Zhongshun made a quick decision to launch the "Bansheng Battle", leading elite troops to quickly surround Bansheng, and bravely attacked Chataiji and Dacheng Bibi.
After learning about it, Zhu Taiji went to mediate for the two families. The third wife insisted on her own, and even ignored Altan Khan's mourning period and recruited troops to fight for another half a year, and finally killed Altan Khan's adopted son Cha Taiji.
After the third wife won, she did not care at all. She immediately followed Altan Khan's grandson and Dacheng to give it to Altan Changsun and won his support.
At this time, the third lady had already joined tens of thousands of horses and gained an absolute dominance among the Mongolian right wing. Only then did this Mrs. Zhongshun calmly agree to the Ming court to marry Altan's eldest son Xin Ai Huang Taiji, and once again occupy the title of Dayi.
From this perspective, it was not the third lady who made the heirloom, but who was the King of Shunyi. In the 35th year of Wanli, Bu Shitu, the Changsun of Altan Khan, and the grandson of the third lady, Su Nang Taiji, had the way they fought for the throne, which was to propose to the third lady at the same time, hoping to get the third lady to "transfer the king's seal".
Therefore, on the contrary, Zhu Yijun looked down on the third lady too much!
It is precisely because of this that the Ming court began to put pressure on the third lady as soon as she entered Beijing. She first turned on the bench and invited to watch the military parade. Now she is even more humiliating in person - it is a privilege to build up momentum, which is the home court.
I tried my best to sit on the negotiating table and talked about the overall situation in the north with this Mrs. Zhongshun.
As for whether it will be too humiliating and arouse rebellion?
After Altan was seriously ill, the third lady did a lot of actions. While maintaining the trade and restraining the tribe, she "has a close relationship with the border officials and reconciling her." She also frequently reported, saying that "the descendants and tribes guarded the border for the emperor for generations" and "I admire the Chinese and the grace of heaven."
How can such a smart person who is well versed in politics be the best at seeking profit and avoiding harm? If there is still a time to discuss, how can he arouse rebellion?
The sights of both sides meet.
In my ears were the whispers in the distance and the slight sounds outside Andingmen.
The emperor looked kind, and the foreign ministers maintained a bowing attitude.
Long-lasting silence.
The golden thread-intact turf pendant on the earlobe of the Sanniangzi shook, and she finally reacted.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, the rules of the grassland are that only the warriors who tame Haidongqing are qualified to hold the bow and hold the reins for the Khan."
The third lady learned Chinese with Zhao Quan since she was a child. After she was granted the title of tribute, she followed Altan Khan to practice the Four Books and Five Classics with Chongwenguang. Since then, she has frequently discussed and pondered with Han border ministers.
Now that I have a puzzle with the emperor, I am not like the barbarians outside the border.
Zhu Yijun said oh, and asked indifferently: "Is it because I am not as good as the sweat of the grassland?"
Since they have frequently interacted with border ministers and even submitted memorials to seek support, don't say anything beyond your reach.
Over the years of trade, the influence of the court on the right wing may not be worse than that of the Great Khan.
It's unreasonable to use this to lower the price.
The third lady pressed her crimson skirt and was free from leaking water: "The emperors who entered the Central Plains, whether in the Tang, Yuan, or the current dynasty, were all Tiankangs, and were the great khans among the great khans."
As she said that, she pushed her hair behind her ears and glanced at the emperor's reaction.
Zhu Yijun naturally had no expression on his face and did not comment.
The third lady didn't see the reason on her face, so she could only cry and complain and continued to explain: "But, foreign ministers dare not call themselves a warrior, nor are they the warrior among warriors. I'm afraid... they are not qualified to tame the fierce horse of the Tuman Khan for Tian Khan."
When Zhu Yijun heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
The vague object in the conversation between the two was tacit.
Zhu Yijun smiled and shook his head and said, "Mrs. Zhongshun is in charge of the military and is in charge of ten thousand cavalry. It is not the only one who is strong, but also the most powerful of ten thousand people. The reins of the Tuman Khan are held by the wife."
He paused and finally took a look: "Let the Fierce Horse be quieter, I will defend myself."
After hearing this, the third lady stretched her eyebrows.
She was afraid that the emperor would be inadequate in his heart and had the idea of ​​using the right wing as cannon fodder and driving the wolf to swallow the tiger.
This statement is finally within her expectations.
The third lady thought about this, took a deep breath, lowered her skirt and bowed respectfully, saying, "The foreign minister dared to lead the horse for His Majesty the Emperor."
After saying that, the third lady walked forward calmly in everyone's different expressions.
Liema was snorting, stretching out one slender arm, holding the bridle with one hand, and stroking the other hand straight down the mane behind his ear.
The sound of the nose suddenly stopped.
Zhu Yijun looked at this scene quietly from a high position.
He turned around and looked around the cadre court, the officials of Honglu Temple, and finally nodded gently: "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone was wondering who started to start. Among the towers along the street, there was a sudden sound of cheers, and a faint noise.
In an instant, the drum sounded again, covering the noise.
The Anding Gate city gate was wide open, and the Lubo in front of him was moving forward again.
"My emperor read the martial arts, simplified the army, and strengthened the imperial capital."
"The dragon flag shines on the tiger and leopard camp, and the sixth division is surrounded by armor and armor."
“…”
As Andingmen opened wide, the drums and whistles on both sides of the imperial road were heard, and a song "The Song of Wucheng" followed.
The Yuewu Gate Schoolyard is a urn city. It is close to you after leaving Ding'an Gate, and the middle is connected by the imperial road.
Qi Jiguang led the generals and subordinates, arranged in sequence on both sides of the imperial road, and knelt down to greet him in military uniforms.
As the music sounded, the emperor's ceremonial war slowly appeared.
In advance, the Jinyiwei on the Imperial Road flocked to the ground, and divided the sixteen teams of cavalry, bows, arrows, and equipment into the formation to guard the ceremonial guards. They were divided into eight teams, leading the followers from Yuyiwei, with fifty people from each team.
As the flag of order flew, the formation changed and each performed its own duties.
"Please come to the general station to review!"
Qi Jiguang led the army, and the military generals and assistants of the following battalions followed him. The sound of thunder in the mountains and thunder in an instant, instantly submerging the entire imperial road.
The imperial guards and guards on both sides bowed together.
The drums sounded in the school grounds, welcoming the emperor to the general's stage.
The people on the wall of Yuewumen stretched their heads down.
"What a grand look!"
"Your Majesty is indeed a dragon and tiger step, and is extremely heroic!"
“…The Emperor is right now.”
"Your Majesty is galloping around, he is really arrogant and looks down on everything, and he is so angry that he swallows the mountains and rivers!"
“…”
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The merciful person stretched his neck and wanted to jump down and get familiar with the emperor.
However, no matter whether it is the stand or the city wall, you can't walk around at will when you arrive. This is the etiquette system of military parades.
During the military parade during the Longqing period, the General Assistant Rong Zheng Minister and the inspector of the General Administration of the Ministry of Justice led the generals and soldiers to prepare for the sanctuary. Four generals and officials led 2,000 horse soldiers and inspected the imperial road. Except for the guards with the "tooth sign hanging belt", it is said that no one should enter.
This time, it is rare that the emperor can give him a favor, so he can enjoy the eyes. If he dares to walk around randomly, he will easily be blinded by the imperial guards, so he has to turn his neck flexibly and look more comprehensively.
"When looking at the clothes, should it be the Tartars?"
"It's a woman, her appearance, age, and her status and grace are probably the third lady."
"I thought that the Koreans were rushing to do such things, so why did the Tartars become more attentive."
"The court is committed to martial arts, so it is naturally Weiling Radio. The barbarians are shocked and bow their heads to praise the peace~"
This is the lyrics of "The Song of Wucheng", which is sung a bit unpleasantly.
"Oh, although this brother's singing is simple, I can't help but be moved by it. When Altan's Khan arrived at the capital, the imperial guards drove out of the city gate, they all burst into tears and dared not go forward. Now, it's Altan's turn to lead the horse for us..."
"Shaking your martial arts and powers is inspiring!"
Not only the military and civilians on the city walls and the stands, but also the court officials on both sides of the stands, could not help but look at them.
Under the attention of everyone, the third lady's face remained unchanged. Zhu Yijun looked around calmly, nodded and showed off, silently adding to the hard work of Xi Qing and others in his heart.
Unlike the military parade during the Longqing period, the emperor did not enter the inner hall, but set up a general platform in the schoolyard outside the city to click the general parade.
It's natural that there are few steps.
Zhu Yijun looked at him without looking sideways, and said something without saying: "Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhongshun built Seoul and asked me to give me a name, but I was overjoyed."
After the humiliation, you have to talk about treatment and distribute work.
But now the occasion is wrong, so I have to talk about feelings and bonds first.
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The third lady was graceful and walked in front of her. After hearing this, she thought for a moment before she replied: "It was King Shunyi who was moved by the kindness of the late emperor's opening of the mutual market. He led the people to build it, and the foreign ministers dared not take credit."
She was a little absent-minded when she returned, and she lowered her head and stepped on the imperial path under her as she stepped on her toes. Several golden rings on her waist sounded in the movements.
Seeing this, Zhu Yijun secretly praised his keen insight.
While nodding to the assistants on both sides, he said to the third lady: "Does Mrs. Zhongshun think this imperial path is unique?"
The third lady frowned slightly and nodded without hesitation: "What kind of rust is this? It's so hard!"
It is difficult not to pay attention. The streets within the inner city of the capital are basically paved with blue bricks.
Imperial roads like this are generally glued with glutinous rice mortar, which is terrible luxury - well, this is how my palace in Guihua City was built.
The imperial road in front of her was neither covered with blue bricks nor was it like the three-mix soil commonly used in the official roads of the Ming Dynasty. It was so hard that it hurt her feet, which made her a little novel.
Zhu Yijun pretended to be unintentional and replied casually: "This imperial road is made of a foot thick three-piece soil base, eight inches thick gravel concrete paved, and two inches of cement mortar surface, so it is naturally extremely solid."
The third lady was stunned and confused: "gravel concrete? cement mortar?"
At least she presided over the construction of a city, and it was the first time she heard about it.
Zhu Yijun briefly explained: "A new type of mortar, burned with volcanic ash, is not only extremely strong, but also waterproof and resistant to moisture, and is very easy to use."
In just one sentence, I didn’t explain too much to the third lady.
When the Huguang royal family was reorganized, in order to smelter iron, they improved the furnace in order to exert their subjective initiative. Last year, they were learned by the official kiln and upgraded the furnace with the east wind.
As soon as the furnace temperature rose, Zhu Yijun immediately thought of firing cement.
Of course, don’t think about bringing your own encyclopedia and writing craftsmanship and formulas on site. He has never beaten the dust and is completely disgusted with it.
Fortunately, I have some common sense, and I remember that volcanic ash can be used to burn cement.
Although the technology tree needs to climb slowly, it does not prevent the tangible big hand from exerting a little force and providing some ideas.
So, there was a low-end cement imperial road in front of me. Compared with the cement in Zhu Yijun's memory, it was still much worse. Not only was the hardness worse, but the water resistance was also far from each other. I don't know where the pass was.
Of course, this was enough to amazed the barbarians outside the Great Wall.
Zhu Yijun glanced at the third lady and saw that he looked moved, as expected.
If the third lady hadn't admired life in the Central Plains, why would she have to build Guihua City and Daxing Palace?
Mu Hua is not just talking about it.
Zhu Yijun coughed lightly and deliberately pulled: "Mrs. Zhongshun wants it? Volcanic ash is limited and cement production is very small. Now it is only fired in the official kiln, and it is not sold to the public."
This is the truth. There are too few volcanic ash in China. Tengchong, Yunnan is located in remote areas and is robbed by chieftains. The transportation cost is huge. It is also a loss for the sea transportation two years before it can use volcanic ash in the areas of Nanqiongshan and Lingao in Shanghai.
When the third lady heard this, she looked a little chewy. The emperor obviously started the price.
In the third year of Wanli, she ended her career in tent sleeping in the open and lived in the Guihua City, which was built in a Han city. At that time, she realized that she had not let down her 20-year-old life.
Unfortunately, the merchant fleets are constantly commuting and horses are frequently stepped on, so the road is naturally difficult to maintain.
In just a few years, the rammed earth and gravel roads were bumpy, and even the three-metal soil had been repaired and maintained for several sections.
The flat, sturdy and waterproof road in front of me is definitely fake if I don’t want to be moved.
But in order to prevent the emperor's lion from speaking loudly, the third lady clenched her teeth: "Your Majesty, the soil is too hard, which is not conducive to running horses, and there is no need for foreign ministers."
As he said that, he couldn't help but linger.
This is the truth. Too hard ground can damage the horse's hooves and even affect the service life.
However, this was a bit a bit of a waste of food. If you don’t believe it, go and ask the caravans in Guihua City. You can’t bear to let the cattle and horses get a little tired, so you can get a better road and get a better delivery time?
Zhu Yijun chuckled, it was not convenient to bargain at the moment, so he simply pointed out: "But, then again..."
"I asked for a batch of envoys such as Ryukyu and Luzon before the New Year, and will be sent with the tribute after the New Year, and the production capacity should increase." Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "At that time, I can give a batch of Mrs. Zhongshun to teach Mrs. Zhongshun to recruit husbands and use it to build a business road from Guihua City to Datong."
"If there is any surplus, it is OK to expand the naturalized city and pave the roads."
Large-scale cement refining is not enough, and expansion is definitely necessary. Only when the production capacity is up can the process be introduced.
As soon as he finished speaking, the third lady turned around without regard for etiquette.
deliver!?
The cost of volcanic ash mining and transportation is probably one thousand taels, plus auxiliary materials, firing and labor, it is definitely not a bargain.
It takes more than 400 miles to Datong, and it costs at least 200,000 taels!
If you want to give it, it would be too expensive!
Zhu Yijun smiled without saying anything, and did not wait for her to reply, and briefly ended the appetizer: "After reading the ceremony, we will have a detailed discussion with Mrs. Zhongshun."
He was not in a hurry anyway, and even if Sanniangzi considered the business environment of Guihua City, he would not refuse.
The most expensive thing is a little expensive - the free one is the most expensive. What the tribes of Guihua City get is an exquisite city, the first cement official road in Mingmeng, and what they lose is the desire to migrate!
He didn't know whether the cement road was injured or not, but the chariots of the seven chariots in the Beijing camp would definitely not mind the wear and tear, and drove straight into the gate of Guihua City.
Just 200,000 taels, I will give it out.
The gift of destiny will mark the price in secret.
Of course, the third lady might be able to see it, but she may not care about it - how could the young woman living in the palace be interested in migration? The spiritual Han people dream of life is the Han people.
The third lady was interrupted by the emperor and the more she thought about it, the more she scratched her heart.
However, the station was right in front of me, and I knew it was not a place to talk about things, so I had to suppress it and shut my mouth.
Soon, the group walked for two miles, and the emperor's ceremonial guard stopped steadily before the General Platform.
Yin Zhengmao on both sides of the platform came out and bowed to him: "The Minister of War Zhengmao, requesting His Majesty the Emperor to take the stage to read!"
Zhu Yijun turned over and got off the horse without looking back.
"The cabinet, six ministries, the governor's office, and second-rank officials from the vassal states, followed the tent outside the tent."
After saying that, he climbed up the steps and walked up to the general's platform.
Shen Shixing, Wang Chonggu, Yin Zhengmao and others followed closely.
The third lady was at a loss when she held the horse. Cai Kexian, the Foreigner of the Ministry of Rites, approached Ganba, and reminded: "Mrs. Zhongshun is a first-rank foreign minister."
The former came to his senses and followed the officials.
On the top of the platform, the ministers bowed and stood on the left and right.
"The Minister of War, Zhengmao, General Assistant Rong Zhengjiguang, requested His Majesty to order the battalions to scatter their troops!"
The inner minister opened the tent and bowed to invite the emperor into the interior.
Zhu Yijun turned his back to the tent and looked around the northern suburbs.
He took a deep breath, raised his right arm high towards the soldiers and civilians of the northern suburbs.
Under the gaze of everyone, he shouted loudly: "The soldiers of all battalions are scrambling their troops! We will perform martial arts for me!"
The voice fell.
Suddenly, the horn flute sounded, solemn and low, and the yellow flag flew, and the order was prohibited.
The generals welcomed the officials and soldiers back to their base camp, and all rivers entered the sea, and began to arrange the square array.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The central army fired three cannons!
The soldiers of the three armies called for long live, and the military and civilians responded to the voices.
The entire Yuwu Gate inside and outside, there was a sudden thunderous joy: "Long live! Long live! Long live!"
Chapter completed!