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Chapter 319: The Perfect Dream Begins in Chengde

Qing Dynasty, Chengde Mountain Resort, Wanhe Songfeng Hall.

I, Emperor Qianlong, am here to cool off and escape the summer heat. This summer is quite hot, so the emperor has already brought his concubines and relatives to Chengde, a popular summer resort in the north of Beijing, to relax.

At the same time, this year's Yellow Sect Dharma Assembly in Chengde was more grand than any previous one.

The most important reason is that the ongoing battles of Jinchuan and Xiaojinchuan are about to enter their final stage.

Qianlong needed the Yellow Sect monks from Qinghai and Tibet to help him stabilize the Jiarong region, which had been plagued by rebellions for decades.

"I recently received a report that the chieftain of Xiaojinchuan, Senggesang, has been killed by the chieftain of Dajinchuan, Suonuomu. He has presented his body and is seeking surrender."

Qianlong said with a smile, looking at Sangye Oser Lama, the special envoy of the 8th Dalai Lama, Jampa Gyatso, sitting beside him, his face full of pride.

As the war progressed, the Jiarong region, where the Big and Small Jinchuan were located, which had consumed a huge amount of manpower and material resources, was finally about to be pacified.

In July, Sonomo of Dajinchuan was desperate and killed Senggesang of Xiaojinchuan in an attempt to surrender to the Qing army. The news had already reached Beijing.

"The great emperor is wise. Thanks to his great blessing, the ambitious people in Jiarong who refuse to pay tribute to the state and respect the Buddha have finally realized their power."

Lama Sangye Osel immediately began to flatter the Qing Dynasty. Although the golden urn lottery system had not yet been finally established, the Qing Dynasty still had sufficient control and control over them.

Qianlong laughed heartily, but then his face darkened, "But I do not intend to accept Sonom's surrender.

They are just like jackals. The imperial court has pardoned them many times, but they still have not changed their evil intentions. Now that they are at the end of their rope, they are trying to survive by using Sengge Sang's corpse. This is wishful thinking.

I have already issued an order, commanding General Agui to lead the army again, to attack fiercely day and night, and to ensure the death of Sonomu and the annihilation of his clan!"

It has to be said that old Emperor Qianlong was very strong-willed and was very particular about revenge and never showing any leniency.

He knew that the Qing army was already at the end of its strength at this point and it would be best to slow down, but he would not stop until he saw the bodies of Sonom's entire family.

Historically, the Qing army rejected Sonom's request for surrender, and then captured Leuweiguanzhai at the end of August. In the first month of the next year, they again broke through Sonom's last stronghold, Garya. By May 1775, they had completely pacified the Jinchuan areas.

In order to avoid giving in, the Qing army fought for another eight months and invested a huge amount of supplies in order to completely solve the problem.

During this war, Emperor Qianlong killed more than 30,000 local people who rebelled and surrendered in the Jinchuan area, truly eradicating those who disobeyed the country in a physical sense.

Great!

Hearing what Qianlong said, all the ministers, big and small, came to congratulate him, and at the same time, the stone in their hearts began to fall to the ground.

You have to know that even if we don’t count the first Jinchuan Battle 25 years ago, the Qing Dynasty mobilized more than 30,000 Eight Banners troops and tens of thousands of Green Camp troops in this second battle alone.

The Jiarong area where the Big and Small Jinchuan are located is located on the cold plateau in western Sichuan. Transportation is extremely inconvenient, and it is very difficult to deliver food and supplies for an army of less than 100,000.

In order to achieve this goal, hundreds of thousands of civilians were mobilized from Sichuan and Yunnan provinces alone, and a total of nearly 10 million people were transported. The total cost of this war is estimated to be more than 50 million taels.

What does this number mean?

If all the assets of the Dutch East India Company, which Mozibu and Louis XVI were now coveting, were converted together, including the personnel, the total assets of the Dutch East India Company would be about 19 million taels of silver, which would not be more than 20 million taels of silver.

Historically, Louis XVI sold his head to aid the United States, but he only gave a total loan of 50 million livres, which was only about 6.6 million taels of silver.

Then add to that 20,000 sets of military uniforms, 30,000 flintlock rifles, thousands of cannons, etc., the total value is only about four to five million taels of silver.

In other words, not counting the part where the French army fought themselves, Louis XVI only provided about 10 million taels of silver in aid to North America. Note that this was not simple aid, but loans and sales.

At the same time, Mo Zibu's territory is so large now. Excluding his personal business income, the annual tax revenue of Xingtang Kingdom is only equivalent to about 1.3 million taels of silver. Including his personal income, the total income is only about 2.23 million taels.

From this we can see that China at that time was huge in size, had great wealth, and had strong ability to mobilize and draw blood.

It was just a barren land of Jiarong, but after fighting for two or three years, they captured more than two Dutch East India Companies, four American Wars of Independence, and twenty years of financial revenue for Mo Zibu.

If Mo Zibu had used this money alone, and without considering whether he had enough talent, he could have built a huge fleet comparable to the British Navy within five years.

Therefore, when Emperor Qianlong personally said that the battle of Jinchuan was about to end, the heartfelt joy of the officials around him was by no means fake.

If this goes on any longer, the officials and people of Sichuan and Yunnan provinces will collapse.

With the joy of the impending end of the war, Qianlong made an exception and had a few glasses of wine, even though there were Yellow Sect lamas present. He returned to his bedroom in a drunken state, surrounded by his guards.

Not far away, Fu Kang'an, who had rushed back from western Sichuan without stopping, did not go to see Qianlong first, but met his second brother Fulong'an first.

Although it was cool in Chengde, Fulongan was so anxious that his temples were wet with sweat. He had just taken off his hat to wipe the sweat off when he saw Fukangan striding towards him. He quickly put his hat back on and walked over.

"This is a secret letter from Li Shiyao, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. There is something wrong with Mo Wu." Fu Longan handed Li Shiyao's secret letter to Fu Kangan.

Now in the Qing Dynasty, Mo Zibu's ties with the Fucha family are even closer than Li Shiyao's. If Li Shiyao wants to escape the crime and get rid of the suspicion of knowing the truth but not reporting it, he naturally has to find someone with a big head to blame.

The family with a bigger head than his family of traitors is naturally the genuine Manchu high-ranking noble family, the Fucha family.

Fu Kang'an only took a few glances before shaking his hands in annoyance. "These penny-wise guys are truly untrustworthy. I've long said that Mo Wu has a suspicious background and is known for his ambitions. Even though he can be of great help to us, we must always be wary of him. Today has proven true."

Well, they kept saying Yiqian Han, but Fukangan could never have dreamed that gene sequencing in later generations would show that their family was actually the descendants of orthodox Han people, and the royal family of Chen State, and the descendants of Emperor Shun.

"What's the point of saying this now!" Fu Longan glanced at his brother unhappily, "You know how bad our family has been since the death of our father and eldest brother.

Without the cooperation with Mo Wu, our family could have recovered so quickly. Did the tens of thousands of taels of silver you spend every year fall from the sky?
Now my financial resources are about to be cut off and disaster is about to happen. Why bother trying to figure out who is responsible? "

Fukang'an had recently won a victory outside and was in high spirits and very arrogant. Not only did he make many wild remarks in the army, but when he passed by counties and prefectures, he also treated county officials like pigs and sheep. He was a little too proud.

After being scolded by his brother, he was stunned for a few seconds before he calmed down and then realized his position.

However, although this person was arrogant, he was indeed talented and capable. He picked up the secret letter that Li Shiyao wrote to Fu Longan again and read it carefully. After thinking for a while, he nodded.

"Li Zhitai is indeed the pillar of support for our bannermen in Tiannan. His strategy is correct.

We cannot expose the fact that Mo Wu has close contacts with secret society members, so we can only portray him as a greedy and ambitious person who is always looking for more.

In this way, at least we can conceal the matter from the Emperor first and stabilize ourselves before we can find a way to make Mo Wu suffer a major setback in Annan.

Once he behaves himself, we can control him and keep our business going. Who knows, we can even make Mo Wu bleed a little more."

It has to be said that China's huge size has given the bannermen who rule China today great confidence.

Even Fu Kang'an and Li Shiyao didn't realize at this point that Mo Zibu had the ability to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. They didn't even think he had such an idea. In their view, it was already extremely difficult for Mo Zibu to enter Beihe and unify Annan with only 20,000 or 30,000 men under his command. To think he could go further was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

Even if they enter Beihe, they can use the Annan people to give Mo Zibu a severe blow.

"The tin ore trade and jade and emeralds accounted for over 80% of Mo Wu's income last year. As long as we give him a beating, he'll naturally behave himself. Don't worry, brother. I'll go see the emperor in a few days and bring up this matter first."

After figuring this out, Fukang'an immediately began to take on a lot of responsibilities.

Others did not have much confidence in Qianlong, but Fu Kang'an did. He even vaguely felt the inexplicable bond between him and Qianlong.

A few days later, when the sun was already high in the sky, Emperor Qianlong heard that Fu Kang'an had arrived in Chengde. He could not wait for him to come and pay homage, and immediately ordered the guards of the Sticking Rod Office to summon Fu Kang'an to come for an audience.

Fukang'an had also reviewed the affairs of Annan many times in his mind and felt that he had a better understanding of the situation.

However, because he was thinking too much, it was not until he was about to reach Wanhe Songfeng Palace that Fukang'an noticed that the guard from the Sticking Rod Office who came to announce the emperor had a very extraordinary appearance.

This man has a tall figure and a handsome face, with the bearing of a scholar. His red lips and white teeth add a touch of feminine beauty to him, but he does not look feminine. He is the type of person you will never forget at first sight and feel close to when you see him again.

"This guard looks very familiar. Have we met him somewhere before?" Fukang'an couldn't help asking.

"Your Excellency has good eyes!" the guard complimented. "I am the son of Chang Bao, the former general of Fuzhou and deputy governor of Fujian. I met your Excellency a few times when I was young."

"Ah, haha, I remember now. You are Heshen, the son-in-law of Feng Gong, the Grand Secretary of Wuying Palace. We are indeed old acquaintances."

Fukang'an remembered who this person was. They had indeed played together when they were young, but this person's father died early and his family fell into poverty, so they didn't have much contact since then.

Thanks to the random movies made by Zhang Guoli and Wang Gang in later generations, many people have the impression that Heshen should be a chubby, greasy middle-aged man like Wang Gang.

And Fu Kang'an should be a noble young man like the one in Snow Mountain Flying Fox.

In fact, Heshen was quite handsome, and he was only four years older than Fukangan, so the two could basically be regarded as people of the same age.

"His Majesty was overjoyed to hear that you had returned to the capital, and he woke up early and sent me to summon you. You should have finished your meal by now and be in a very good mood."

Heshen had now caught the eye of Emperor Qianlong, but he had not yet started to take off, so he still tried to please Fu Kang'an, a person who was in the emperor's favor.

"Thank you very much. In the future, we will naturally continue to be close to you like we were when we were children." Fu Kang'an bowed and thanked Heshen, then stepped into the hall.

. . . .

"Yao Lin, you've really taken your time. It's just a small matter, why are you so anxious? You've finally returned home, you should get more rest."

Qianlong looked at the handsome and masculine Fu Kang'an, as if he saw another life of himself, his eyes full of doting.

It was difficult for ordinary people to get a good word from him, but as for Fu Kang'an, Qianlong treated him better than his own son.

Fu Kang'an was certainly very scheming. He did not say that he had received the news from Li Shiyao. Instead, he first asked Fu Long'an to select someone to secretly report Li Shiyao to Qianlong.

After Qianlong learned some news, he pretended to come and admit his mistake as soon as he returned to Beijing, so as to prevent the emperor from knowing that they, the ministers, had colluded with each other.

Hearing what Qianlong said, Fu Kang'an felt relieved, but his face was still full of fear. "Fu Kang'an dare not hide it from Your Majesty, after my father passed away, my mother and brother have been in contact with Na Mo Wu.

"I thought that since it was a good relationship my father had made in Tiannan, and it was just to make some money to supplement the family income, I did not stop it. But I did not know that Mo Wu was so eager to give up and would harm the country, so I did not dare to hide it from His Majesty."

When Qianlong heard Fu Kang'an mention Fuheng, he felt very complicated. He had such an obedient brother-in-law who was willing to risk his life for him, and they had this unclear relationship with the Fucha family. He really felt guilty about it.

So he smiled and said, "Yao Lin, you're worrying too much. Take a look at this."

Qianlong stretched out his hand and asked the eunuch beside him to hand Li Shiyao's secret memorial to Fu Kang'an.

"There are many ambitious people in this world, not to mention the River Immortal Mo Wu. However, this person does have some skills and abilities. In troubled times, he would be a powerful figure.

It's a pity that he was born in this era. Our Qing Dynasty is stable and the Manchus and Han people are united. He can do nothing! "

Fu Kang'an pretended that he had never seen Li Shiyao's secret memorial. After reading it carefully, he looked at Qianlong with some fear.

"Your Majesty, Mo Wu is a remnant of the former Ming Dynasty, and his ancestors were ignorant of the time.

There are countless secret societies in Guangdong today. If Mo Wu were allowed to gain a foothold in Jiaozhi and collude with bandits from Fujian and Guangdong every day, Lingnan would be in turmoil. While he wouldn't cause a major disturbance, it would be difficult to keep him from doing anything.

"Hahahaha!" Qianlong laughed heartily, and then his expression became a little sad.

"Yao Lin, if your father were here, he wouldn't say that." Qianlong stretched out his hand and pointed to the south.

"This Annan region has been under our control since the end of the Tang Dynasty, and was only recovered during the reign of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty. Now that Mo Wu wants to enter Beihe as an outsider, how can the Li and Zheng families give up?

Humph, these Annan people call themselves the Southern Kingdom, proclaiming themselves emperors internally, and are conceited. If they were willing to return, there would be no need for Mo Wu to win them over. I would have ordered them to submit long ago."

Fu Kang'an nodded and said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right. Ever since Wu Quan of the Jinghai Army defeated Liu Hongcao of the Southern Han, they have had different intentions.

If Mo Wu changed from a Ming person to a Yue person, it would be possible for him to unify Annan, but he was unwilling to give up his Ming identity, so there would be a fight.

If Mo Wu abandons his Ming identity, he will lose his appeal to the Fujian and Guangdong secret societies and bandits, and the imperial court will have nothing to worry about."

Qianlong looked at Fukang'an with satisfaction. He doted on this boy because Fukang'an had a similar temperament to him and they had the same ideas.

"However, the Li and Zheng families are still no match for Mo Wu, and I think they will soon have to ask the Qing for help.

I think the battles of Jinchuan and Dajinchuan will be over next year. If these powerful armies rest for a year or two, Annan will be flooded with blood. When the time comes, Yaolin'er, you will lead the three armies south and deal with these two clowns."

At this time, Fu Kang'an was really shocked by Qianlong's strategic vision. After digesting it for a while, he couldn't help but smile.

"Your Majesty is wise, Mo Wu only has 20,000 to 30,000 elite soldiers, and it would be difficult for him to capture Beihe.

The Li and Zheng families were extremely corrupt. Although they had legal rights, they could not defeat Mo Wu, but it was impossible for them to be overthrown immediately.

"And my Great Qing, with hundreds of thousands of tigers and wolves, Mo Qiang assisted Li Zheng, while Li Zheng Qiang withdrew his aid to give Mo Wu a break, and used this Annan land as a training ground for the two families to fight. Let them fight each other."

"That's right!" Qianlong seemed very high-spirited. "The battles of Jinchuan and Dajinchuan are about to end, the Dzungar Khanate has been destroyed, and looking around the world, only the old land of Annan has not yet been annexed.

If we could achieve this, the Qing Dynasty would have surpassed the Han and Tang dynasties and become the most prosperous dynasty in history. This is a feat that neither Emperor Taizong of Tang nor Emperor Taizu of Ming could achieve.”

"I congratulate His Majesty. When the time comes, all Han people in the world will know why we, the Bannermen, should rule the world. This is because the Qing Dynasty far surpasses the Han and Tang Dynasties, and Your Majesty is far superior to Emperor Taizong of Tang and Emperor Taizu of Ming."

(End of this chapter)