Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 628

The news of the recovery of Yunnan was rushed to Guangzhou six hundred miles away, and then sent north by sea, and it reached Beijing almost in the blink of an eye.

The court was full of joy, and the cabinet was no exception.

"In addition to Liu Linchang's position as governor of Sichuan, he was changed to governor of Yingtian, and the governor of Sichuan was assumed by the political envoy Ma Gan. Isn't he from Kunming? It just so happens that Sichuan supplies food to Yunnan, and then it goes to Yunnan."

The emperor was in a happy mood and said with a little relief.

Ma Gan was originally the Eastern Chuanshi under the Chief Envoy, responsible for the collection of money and food in the eastern Sichuan area.

Later, Zhang Xianzhong broke the city, governor Chen Shiqi died for the country, and the new governor Long Wenguang was still on the road. Ma Gan flew south from Dazhou, the prefecture of Kuizhou, to welcome the king of Yu into Sichuan with Wang Yingxiong and other gentry.

Therefore, after Liu Linchang was promoted to governor, he served as the chief envoy.

This is the benefit of taking refuge.

In just six or seven years, he has gone from being a fifth-rank official to being a second-rank governor. Is this something normal people can do?
The point is, he is only from Juren background, which is even more unreasonable.

"If the governor of Yunnan is the governor, how about letting Fan Yiheng, the governor of Guizhou?"

"That's what Your Majesty said."

Zhao Shu thought about it and nodded in response.

Fan Yiheng was a Jinshi in the 47th year of Wanli. He served as the military commander of Yulin, the governor of Ningxia, and the 16th year of Chongzhen.

He is from Yibin, Sichuan, and it happened that after Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan, he was the second group to welcome King Yu.

This is where timing matters.

"General Soldier of Sichuan, do you have any recommendation?"

"Let Li Dingguo be transferred." Zhang Shenyan said in a deep voice:
"Although Sun Kewang disappeared without a trace, Yunnan has been in his hands for a long time, and he needs someone like Li Dingguo to come and comfort him."

"Only he can subdue those generals."

Not only Zhao Shu and Yan Chongxin, but even Zhu Yixi cast a surprised look. This is because of Li Dingguo's status, it is not easy for Li Xia to deal with melon fields.

"Yunnan's surrender without a fight just proves what the people want. Li Dingguo can't turn the tide."

Zhang Shenyan was not afraid of anything, and said calmly: "Besides, isn't there still Xuan Guogong (Zhu Meng)?"

This is true.

When it comes to Zhu Meng and others, we have to mention the four nobles including You Shiwei, Liu Tingjie, Jiang Yu, and Gao Yigong who won Hetao and are still cleaning up the rest of the army, Wu Sangui, Li Chengdong, Li Yingren from North Korea, and The issue of Zhu Meng and Li Dingguo's rewards came up.

Zhu Meng, You Shiwei, and Liu Tingjie are already the Dukes of the state, so naturally, the entitlement and food salary range from three to two thousand stones.

Gao Yigong was promoted from Xintaizi to Xintaibo; Jiang Yu was promoted from Pingyangbo to Pingyanghou, Li Chengdong was named Wulongzi, and more than ten people were promoted and more than [-] people were awarded.

The intensity of the war is not high.

But regarding Wu Sangui's reward, he fell into a dilemma.

At the beginning, in order to win over the tens of thousands of Guanning soldiers and reduce resistance, Wu Sangui was granted the title of Jinghou.

Now that someone has entered North Korea and has really made military exploits, he can't be named Duke Jing, right?
Headache.

"Military merit is hard to break."

Zhu Yixi sighed, his face was ugly.

"Your Majesty, according to what Fan Yiheng said, the land of Guizhou is narrow and the people are poor. The land is like a shoulder pole, wide at both ends and thin in the middle, which is extremely unfavorable for the governance of civil affairs."

"Therefore, the land of Bozhou can be transferred from Sichuan to Guizhou to secure the province."

"But—" Zhu Yixi nodded, not caring.

"Since that Zhang Huaiyan surrendered, let's escort his family to the capital!"

The emperor sighed: "I am not a bloodthirsty person either, enough blood has been shed in this world..."

In this life, he came in time. After Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan, he didn't have time to do anything. There were not many fights, and Sichuan's vitality was preserved.

With people dying like a lamp going out, plus the 10 Western Army, even if Zhu Yixi is putting on a show, he has to arrange for this young master so as not to chill his heart.

Once the matter is dealt with, the remaining matters are handed over to the cabinet.

After a few more days, the world was peaceful.

Suddenly, riding a gallop into Xishan, a big news came:

King Qin was seriously ill.

When the cabinet heard the words, they were all taken aback and their faces were moved.

Zhao Shu ran all the way into Yuquan Villa.

Just seeing the emperor, I saw the figure of Jin Yiwei.

That's right, how could Jin Yiwei be missing from this kind of thing?
"As early as last year, Dongchang said that the king of Qin indulged in sensuality, and his body is not as good as before. I never thought that he would be in such a state."

The emperor sighed, his face moved, and the expression of hesitation was beyond words.

"Your Majesty, Qin Fan is the number one fan in the world, and if he makes a slight move, the world will pay attention."

Seeing the tangled expression on his face, Zhao Shu couldn't help but solemnly said: "Zhu Cunji only closes his eyes overnight, and the only thing he can't let go of is the throne."

"Your Majesty, don't lose people's hearts because of a mere prince."

As we all know, the current emperor was born in the lineage of King Heyang of Qin Fan. Although he has already issued five clothes, he still belongs to it in terms of patriarchal clan.

It's a pity that the emperor didn't appreciate it, and treated Qin Fan just like other feudal princes, and his titles were not allowed to be hereditary.

Originally, the emperor was criticized for not ratifying the successive Qin kings as emperors, and because of this, he was considered mean.

People all over the world are like this, they always hope to mold the emperor into a saint, perfect and flawless.

I hope that the emperor will be stern and impartial, and deal with honorable crimes impartially, but I don't want to see him treat heroes harshly. It is simply a collection of contradictions.

But now Zhu Cunji has only one last wish, that is to preserve Qin Wangjue, and after he can't bear to die, he will face his ancestors silently.

But obviously, the emperor didn't want to break his promise.

"When a person is about to die, his words are bound to be confused."

Zhu Yixi said indifferently: "The Great Ming was overthrown, and the world was in chaos. This clan also has two or three parts of the responsibility. If we don't make some changes, I'm afraid we will repeat the same mistakes!"

"Your Majesty, Qin Fan is different!"

Zhao Shu bowed his head and said sincerely: "The old minister said something disrespectful. Although the kings in the capital are respectful, the closest blood relationship with His Majesty is only the blood of King Qin."

"Your Majesty is so mean to King Qin, what do the kings think of it? How do the people treat him?"

"The way of kissing and kissing belongs to human relations, and it is not an exaggeration."

"Furthermore, even if it is given hereditary succession, how many generations can it be passed on?"

The last sentence is a bit harsh, but it is true.

Zhu Yixi fell into deep thought.

The lineage of the King of Qin was full of disasters, Zhu Cunji has no children now, his younger brother Zhu Cun Mufu, although he is twenty-eight, is also weak and has few heirs, it seems that he will not be able to bear an heir.

So even if he was given a hereditary prince, he would not be able to inherit it for two generations.

"That's it!"

Zhu Yixi sighed: "If I didn't see the same origin, how could I allow him? I still remember that I lent me a stone of food that day."

It took almost half a day for the oracle to reach the capital.

In Prince Qin's mansion, King Qin Zhu Cunji, who was pale and coughing continuously, finally waited on the bed for the emperor's imperial edict.

"Heaven's grace is mighty——" Zhu Cunji blushed after receiving the decree: "I lived a ridiculous life, and I only regretted it before I died. Today I got my wish, and I will live up to my ancestors after I die..."

As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Holding the imperial decree in his hand, Zhu Cunji entrusted it to his kneeling younger brother, Zhu Cunmu, tremblingly said: "Qin, Qin, King Qin, I will leave it to you, don't let your ancestors down..."

Before he finished speaking, his arms were lowered and he was out of breath, but his hands were tightly clutching the imperial decree, unwilling to let go.

(End of this chapter)