I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 414 No one can force me!
Shaanxi, Yansui Town, Yulin City.

In a small courtyard at the back of the Shaanxi Governor's Office, Qie Jin, wearing a long robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moon in the night sky.

His wife Urju came slowly over and put a robe on him.

"Taiji, this place is in the Gobi Desert, and the night is a bit cold."

Urju was the daughter of a great leader of the Oirat tribe. When Qiejin followed Altan Khan on his first western expedition, he captured Urju.

The two had a deep relationship and had a son and a daughter.

For several years, he had only one woman, Wuerzhu. Even though he made many military achievements in the subsequent western expeditions to the Oirat Mongols and the conquest of the Tibetan tribe in Qinghai, all the beauties given to him by Altan Khan were returned to him.

Qie Jin turned his head and looked at his wife with his gray-brown eyes, revealing endless tenderness and apology.

"I really wish I hadn't met you on the banks of the Irtysh River in Jinshanyer."

"Why?" Wu Yunzhu asked in surprise.

"Then I wouldn't have been so desperate to get you, and ended up putting you in this desperate situation. If I hadn't met you, you would be happily by the Yeer Stone River, accompanying your loved ones, singing happy and cheerful songs."

"Qiejin Taiji, you are my relative." Wu Yunzhu's eyes were filled with tears. She stretched out her right hand and gently stroked Qiejin's face. "No matter where we are, whether in the far north of the grassland or at the end of the Gobi Desert, whether in life or death, I am willing to be with you and our children."

Qie Jin stretched out his hands, hugged Wu Yunzhu tightly in his arms, and sighed softly.

"I have calculated everything, but I still underestimated Altan Khan's shamelessness. I thought he was the Khan of the right wing of Mongolia, so he would have some scruples and care about his face. I never expected that."

"My Taiji, it's not that you are not as smart and decisive as him, but that you are not as shameless as him. Your defeat is not unfair."

Qie Jin laughed heartily, and all his pent-up anger vanished in the laughter, and he no longer dwelled on the matter.

The two hugged for a long time, and Qiejin asked again: "Where is this kid Hannaji?"

Wu Yunzhu blushed immediately, "This shameless guy asked for two jars of wine, took Hanbiji and Mianerjin, closed the door, and hid inside, saying that he didn't know how long he could live, so he wanted to enjoy himself while he could."

Qiejin laughed, "Hanaji is a straightforward and frank person, let him be. Our life and death are in the hands of others, and we are in constant fear. This feeling is not pleasant."

There was a knock on the door from the courtyard, followed by someone talking through the door.

"Qiejin Taiji, our Governor Huo wants to see you for something."

Qiejin let go of Wuyunzhu and said softly, "You go back to the house. I'll go see Huo Duxian."

Following the servant to the signing room, Huo Ji was sitting under the lamp, reading a document. When he heard Qi Jin being invited in, he immediately closed the document, put a paperweight on it, and came out from behind the desk.

"I pay my respects to Huo Duxian."

Qiejin's official language was a bit stiff, but still fluent.

"Qie Jin, please sit down." Huo Ji supported Qi Jin's arms, motioned him to sit down, and continued, "It's getting late, so we won't drink tea. It will hurt your stomach and mind."

After a pause, Huo Ji continued, "Altan Khan returned to Daqing Mountain and sent an envoy with a golden tablet to summon the troops of the right wing tribes. They gathered in the south of Heihe River in Yunfeng, and stared at the west of Datong Mountain.

This is the news I just received."

Qie Jin's eyes flashed, "Altan Khan deployed troops at the border to force the Ming Dynasty to hand over me and Bahanaji."

Huo Ji nodded approvingly, "I'll be honest with you. I took the risk to take you in because I appreciate your kindness and loyalty, and I also wanted to keep a medicine lead so that I can plot against Ordos in the future."

Qiejin said calmly, "Qiejin would like to thank Huo Duxian for his sincerity. When Huo Duxian ordered the opening of the Jingbian City Gate and saved Qiejin's family, he was Qiejin's benefactor."

Huo Ji waved his hands and sighed, "Sometimes I feel regretful. Was I too soft-hearted on that day on the Jingbian Tower?

I took you in, but now you have become a big trouble. But you can rest assured that I, Huo Ji, am not a person who goes back on my word. Since I took you in, I will definitely protect you to the end.

Wang Xuefu wrote me two urgent secret letters from Datong, urging me to send you and Ba Hannaji's families to Datong, or directly drive them out of Yulin Pass.

I have rejected him. If the Ming Dynasty wants to govern the southern desert, it must establish its prestige. If Altan Khan forces the Ming Dynasty to hand over the people it protects, who will submit to the Ming Dynasty in the future?
Altan Khan did this on purpose, just to tread on the face of the Ming Dynasty and establish his prestige. "Qie Jin did not say anything, but listened quietly.

"Wang Xuefu also knows this, but he is different from me. He is the governor of Shanxi, Datong and Xuanfu, and he also needs to be responsible for Shanxi behind him.

I can ignore his words, but I believe he must have submitted a petition to the capital. If His Highness sends an order, I will not be able to protect you. "

Qiejin smiled faintly, "Huo Duxian, if that is really the case, then that is Qiejin's fate, and no one else can be blamed."

Huo Ji stroked his beard and looked at Qie Jin, who had a calm face. He couldn't help but sigh, feeling indescribable regret and entanglement.

In the capital city, Zhu Yijun walked slowly along the shore of Zhonghai Lake in Xiyuan with his hands in his sleeves.

The bright moon hangs in the night sky, cold and sparse.

Reflected obliquely on the calm lake surface, a long white ribbon gently ripples with the waves, like a white boat.

"Qi Yan, what do you think I should choose? Hand over Qiejin and Bahanaji to keep Shanxi peaceful. If we refuse to hand them over, Altan Khan may get angry and invade the border, causing heavy casualties among the army and civilians.

If they handed over Qiejin and Bahanaji, the Ming Dynasty's prestige in the southern part of the desert would be destroyed, which would help Altan Khan to re-establish his prestige; if they refused to hand them over and fought Altan Khan to the end, even if both sides would suffer losses, they would let the southern part of the desert see the power and credibility of the Ming Dynasty, thereby undermining Altan Khan's prestige in the right wing of Mongolia.

Given time, the Ming Dynasty will advance from Shanxi and Shaanxi in the south and from the Luan River and the left wing of Mongolia in the east. They will attack the Tumed. Altan Khan will be deserted by his people and relatives, and the Ming Dynasty can take advantage of the situation to wipe out the right wing of Mongolia in one fell swoop. "

Zhu Yijun murmured, and Qi Yan followed behind him and replied softly: "Your Highness, this is a military and national matter, I dare not speak nonsense."

“This is a matter of great importance, and I dare not make any rash conclusions.

Altan Khan may go south to break the border, or he may not dare to go to war with the Ming Dynasty. This is a guess; if we take in all the people, the right wing of the Mongolian Empire in the Ming Dynasty will establish its prestige. The benefits are not visible now, but in the future. One is a guess, the other is the future; one concerns the safety of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Shanxi, and the other involves the future strategy of conquering the south of the desert to eliminate the northern threat to the Ming Dynasty.

Now I have to choose one. But decision making is to choose between guessing and the future. "

Zhu Yijun walked slowly, muttering to himself like a monk chanting sutras.

It was the first time that Qi Yan saw the resolute and courageous Zhu Yijun so hesitant, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhu Yijun suddenly raised his head, looked at the building in front of him, squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't expect to be here at the Renshou Palace. Now that I'm here, I'll kowtow to Grandpa Huang and burn some incense."

Zhu Yijun threw back his sleeves, held up the front of his clothes with his right hand, walked up the steps to the platform, and entered the hall.

The lights here are bright, and Zhu Yijun comes here every day to worship.

Kneeling in front of the portrait of Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Yijun held incense in both hands. Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind.

The Emperor slowly turned his head and said to himself in surprise, "You are more resolute than I am, and this is your strength.

Jun'er, remember this in the future. Once you have made up your mind, you must stick to it. If they can force you once, they can force you a second time. You will be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in the future, and no one can force you! Remember this?"

Zhu Yijun's eyes flashed, and his gaze became extremely firm!

No one in the world dares to force me! Not even you, Altan Khan!
I must conquer both the south and north of the desert to permanently eliminate the northern threat for the Ming Dynasty. Then I will have enough energy to march westward, recover the western regions of Tibet, and then continue to move forward, expand the territory, and let the Ming Dynasty surpass the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Altan Khan, don't try to stop me! Don't try to force me to give in!
Zhu Yijun kowtowed three times respectfully, inserted the incense in the incense burner, stood up and said loudly: "Qi Yan, go back to the Qinzheng Hall and send someone to tell Li Chun to collect all the reports and reports related to Altan Khan, including those from the Shaanxi and Shanxi Governor's Office, Mr. Wang's Intelligence Bureau, the Jinyiwei, the Dongchang and the Shaofujian, and send them to the Qinzheng Hall."

"Yes!"

More than two hours later, Zhu Yijun was still buried in the mountain of documents. Qi Yan was a little anxious, and when he found an opportunity, he gently reminded him, "Your Highness, it's late at night, you should rest early.

Your Highness, you set the rule that we should go to bed before 10:30 pm, and now it is 10:15."

Zhu Yijun suddenly raised his head, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and stared at Qi Yan, scaring him so much that his legs went weak.

"Rest and sleep?" Zhu Yijun rummaged through the messy documents, found a few, looked through them in comparison, and slammed the table.

"Altan Khan, you old fox! How dare you play psychological warfare with me! Unfortunately, I found your weakness!"

(End of this chapter)