The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 504: Rebellion in Shaanxi and Gansu
Facts have proved that Qianlong was not that wise. If he were really wise, he would not have harmed his son so badly.

In the city of Xi'an, beads of sweat the size of beans were constantly falling from the bright forehead of Yongxuan, Prince Duoluoyi, Governor-General of Shaanxi and Gansu, and the eighth son of Emperor Qianlong.

The reason why Qianlong deceived him was that Qianlong simply believed that since the Muslim sect came from the West, it was also created by the Arabs.

So the further west you go, the higher the nose and deeper the eyes, the more authentic and higher the status in the eyes of Muslims.

Of course, Qianlong's understanding was also due to the contribution of Xiang Fei, who was praised as a peerless beauty by the bannermen in history.

This woman, who was divorced by Huo Zhanji, boasted to Emperor Qianlong that her ancestors were descendants of saints, which to a considerable extent reinforced Qianlong's stereotype.

But in fact, the fennel in Shaanxi and Gansu and the fennel in the Western Regions basically have nothing in common, and they are even hostile to each other.

So much so that when the Huihui from Shaanxi and Gansu arrived in the Western Regions, they had to join forces with the Han people to fight against the Chanhui.

The missionaries in Shaanxi and Gansu were not just from the Western Regions.

In other words, during the Ming Dynasty, there were a large number of monks coming from the Western Regions to preach, but now, these people go to West Asia to study on their own and then come back to preach.

These missionaries were called Menhuan, and their status was like that of the noble families of the Han people in the past. They strictly controlled the believers from top to bottom, and secretly developed their own rural armed forces. When something happened, they did not care about right or wrong, but only about the religion.

For example, the most destructive one is the Jahriyya, known as one of the four major sects. They advocate Shahid, that is, engaging in divine war and martyrdom, and are the most radical.

Ma Mingxin, the founder of the Jahriyya sect, followed his uncle on a pilgrimage to Mecca. The two were separated and ended up in Yemen. He was accepted as a disciple by the Grand Imam of Yemen, Ibn Zaini. He finally returned to Shaanxi and Gansu, founded the Jahriyya sect in the Han area, and began to preach.

In other words, after Yongxuan arrived in Shaanxi and Gansu, the title of Fragrant Concubine that she had been holding on to with great hope was of little use at all.

The people of Shaanxi and Gansu regarded him as a religious believer at most and did not get close to him. Instead, this caused the Han people of Shaanxi and Gansu to have doubts about Yongxuan.

So since last year, Yongxuan no longer claims to be a Muslim and rarely goes to the Muslim church.

"Eighth Commandery Prince, we've investigated everything. Wang Danwang and his men blatantly fabricated a drought, then sold student quotas for money and grain, claiming the money was for disaster relief. However, they secretly pocketed all the proceeds."

With the report from Shaanxi Provincial Surveillance Commissioner Wang Tingzan, Yongxuan's anxious heart finally settled.

"This Wang Danwang is so bold that he could do such a thing. I will punish him severely!"

When Yongxuan thought about how Wang Danwang had played him around, he became furious and wished he could go over and kill him with his own hands.

"I'm afraid it's more than just a false report of a drought. If that were the case, the matter wouldn't have warranted a personal visit from the Minister of Justice."

Wang Jie, the governor of Shaanxi and the commander-in-chief of Shaanxi military affairs, who was arranged by Emperor Qianlong to assist Yongxuan and was the first number one scholar in Shaanxi in the Qing Dynasty and played a great role in promoting Confucianism in Shaanxi in the Qing Dynasty, asked.

"The governor is indeed discerning." Wang Tingzan bowed and praised, "The drought report is not false. Gansu Province has indeed suffered many disasters in the past two years, including floods and droughts.

But Wang Danwang and his men intercepted the grain handed over by the students, but did not use it for disaster relief.

This incident has already aroused extreme dissatisfaction among the Christians in the hardest-hit prefectures, and the entire Gansu province seems to be unstable."

Hearing Wang Tingzan say this, Heshen and the adults' adoptive grandfather, General Xi'an Wu Mitai, exclaimed.

If only the believers are dissatisfied and not all the people, then in addition to the lack of disaster relief, there will be another big problem - civil conflict.

How to say it, the officials in Shaanxi and Gansu, whether they are of bannerman or Han Chinese origin, definitely favor the Han Chinese between Christians and Han Chinese.

It’s not because the Han people make them feel close, but because the Han people in Shaanxi and Gansu have long lost the strict tradition of large families and are now all small families.

Therefore, there were only a few Han people who gathered together, and they had conflicts with each other due to their different places of origin and surnames, making it difficult for them to come together to plot trouble.

But it’s different for Muslims. They don’t care about blood ties or place of origin. As long as you pray in my Muslim temple, you are one of us.

Therefore, it is easy for them to unite. Often, one Ah Hong can mobilize hundreds of people to cause trouble. Therefore, the government is very vigilant against the believers and will suppress them even for no reason, let alone when something really happens.

So when there was a drought, the Han people might still be able to get a few melons and dates, but the Christians would not get a penny.

But it is precisely this kind of social atmosphere that has caused a large number of believers to feel resentful, feel that they have been bullied and discriminated against, and are treated as second-class or third-class people in Shaanxi and Gansu. They often blame others and complain about everything, and will exaggerate any slight injustice and cause trouble for the believers.

Moreover, it is impossible for them to deal with the government frequently on weekdays. The people who can interact with them on a daily basis are all Han people who live at the same level as them and seem to have been protected and received great benefits.

After a long time, you will start to hate each other.

When Wu Mitai explained the truth to Yongxuan, who didn't understand it yet, the Eighth Prince immediately felt as if the world was spinning.

Originally, he went to Shaanxi and Gansu because he thought he could win over the believers and hope to use the power of the Muslim sect to fight against Dayu.

But who could have imagined that Dayu was slow to attack, but the conflict between his believers and the Han people was about to break out first.

"Mr. Xingyuan, what should I do? What if the believers in Gansu start a riot? Can we still defend Guanzhong and Shaanxi and Gansu?"

Yongxuan looked at Wang Jie with hope, hoping that he could come up with some good idea.

However, Wang Jie, who Yongxuan had high hopes for, did not express his opinion in this way. He just said that the matter had not reached the final step yet. He had to find out the facts first and then report. Then he took his leave, as if he was really in a hurry to verify.

As soon as he went out, Wang Jie's face changed. He looked at his fellow clansman, Xianning County Magistrate Wang Yuan, and Shaanxi Provincial Surveillance Commissioner Wang Tingzan who followed him out, and signaled them to follow him to the Governor's Office.

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Jie couldn't wait to ask in a low voice: "How is the situation in Gansu? Is it stable?"

Wang Tingzan also quickly replied: "The prefectures and most of the county towns are still stable, but some places are difficult.

The religious bandit Ma Mingxin learned the Arabs' method of deceiving the people and stirred up all those who had long been dissatisfied.

The traditionally moderate old sect is no longer popular among the lower-class believers, and those who are clamoring for a Shahid are now the mainstream.

"The situation in Huazhou, Huayin, Weinan and other places is not optimistic either. As long as the new religious leaders spread their religion and establish a school in a certain place, they will immediately have hundreds of believers to command.

Therefore, they are crazy and continue to incite and stir up hatred to strengthen themselves."

Wang Yuan also spoke in a low voice, revealing the biggest reason for the rapid spread of missionary work in Shaanxi and Gansu.

It was still because of interests. The Muslim religion that came to Guanzhong at this time was quite similar to the Buddhism in the Han and Tang Dynasties. Whenever they arrived at a place, they would first build huts, then gather monks and soldiers, and finally set up religious fields, which was like a fortress.

In other words, as long as you can develop followers and gain the support of a few hundred people, you can basically become a local tycoon with land and local militias to command. Driven by such interests, some people are naturally crazy about preaching.

Wang Jie's face turned pale when he heard this. If he was not in Shaanxi and Gansu at that time, he would not understand how serious the conflict between the Christians and the Han people was at that time.

A simple thing can illustrate that Duolong'a, who killed countless people and was extremely cruel in history and was finally defeated and killed in battle, was still praised by Shaanxi people as Duogong and regarded as a hero before the liberation when the Qing Dynasty had long since perished.

However, Zuo Wenxianggong, the great hero who finally put down the Hui Rebellion, recovered Xinjiang, and saved the lives of millions of people in Shaanxi, has always been scolded as Zuo Da Imam and is very unpopular.

Zuo Wenxiang did what he did, and was still blamed for the extremely low military discipline of the Hunan Army facing the Christians at that time. This shows how deep the resentment between the two sides was.

"To add fuel to the fire, just say that the Han people in Shaanxi want to welcome the Han army into Shaanxi and Gansu, and then..." Wang Jie had a gloomy face and didn't finish his words, but the two people in the room understood.

"This is like cutting out the flesh of your heart to cure a sore in front of you!" Wang Tingzan couldn't bear it and cried out with trembling voice.

At this time, Christians accounted for more than 20% of the population in Shaanxi and Gansu, and were far more organized than the Han people. Once an uprising broke out, the first to suffer would definitely be the less organized Han people, and they might even suffer greatly.

Wang Yuanze gritted his teeth and uttered a few low words, which seemed to come out from between his teeth.

"A man of small mind is not a gentleman, and a man without venom is not a hero. As long as we can heal the wound in front of us, we can also heal the flesh in our hearts. We are many in number, and even if hundreds of thousands of people die, we will not become extinct!"

Wang Tingzan felt cold all over. He looked at the Shaanxi people in the room and stopped talking because he was from Fengtian and was not arranged by Qianlong to assist Yongxuan. He could escape at any time.

As the last Han people to surrender to Dayu, these Shaanxi people regarded this catastrophe, which completely buried future troubles, as their token of surrender.

Only by solving the most troublesome disaster in the northwest for Dayu can the future of these people be brighter. People like Wang Jie will definitely return to the new dynasty to become cabinet ministers, and people like Wang Yuan will also have the future of becoming frontier officials.

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Wang Jie and others went back to the office to discuss, while Yongxuan and others stayed in the governor's office. These bannermen looked at each other in confusion.

They are not fools, so they can naturally feel the sudden alienation of Wang Jie and other Han people.

"Hadang'a, can we still go back to the grassland?" Yongxuan asked Hadang'a, a Mongolian man of the Plain Yellow Banner and the general of Yansui Town in northern Shaanxi.

Ha Dang'a hesitated for a moment. There were some things he would not say before, but now he could say, "Eighth Prince, there is no going back to the grassland.

We have weakened the various tribes on the grassland too much, and most of the Mongolians who can fight have followed the Manchus.

Those people on the grassland now don't know how to ride or shoot, and they wear monk's robes and chant Buddhist scriptures every day. What future can you have if you join them?
Besides, I have only heard of people returning home in glory, but I have never seen anyone seeking refuge with poor relatives when they are down and out. Now we are running to the grasslands with the Han army at our backs, and we will be looked down upon.”

Yongxuan was almost choked to death, but that was because Ha Dang'a didn't say anything harsh. If he really ran to the grassland like this, he would probably not be looked down upon, but sold out.

Yongxuan was helpless and turned his gaze to Fu Yu, the third-class Cheng'en Duke, the Minister of Distributed Affairs, and the Military Affairs Council member beside him.

Fu Yu is not an ordinary person. He is Fu Kang'an's uncle and Fu Heng's brother. This is also the reason why Yongxuan asked Fu Yu last.

The Fucha family has been deeply involved with Mo Guangzhong of Dayu since their time in Myanmar, so much so that most of the jade shops in Xi'an are still run by Fu Yu and his son Mingjun.

Fu Yu also sighed, "Eighth Prince, if you ask me, we should surrender. We are originally the people of the Ming Dynasty. Our ancestors relied on rebellion to sit on the throne for a hundred years. We have experienced the glory and happiness. What else is there to be reluctant about?"

Hearing Fu Yu say this, Yongxuan cursed in his heart with gritted teeth, and the few yellow belts around him who couldn't hold back anymore cursed Fu Yu directly.

"You, the Fucha family, are so good! Others died for the country, but you are still sarcastic. Your family voted for Mo Guangzhong and still got official positions. If we voted for him, we would be killed by Mo Guangzhong!"

"So you think you won't be killed if you run to the grasslands? You won't be killed if you hang out with those believers?"

Fu Yu relied on his seniority and rolled his eyes, leaving the yellow belts speechless.

"Besides, how can surrendering lead to death? The roads are clear. Go to Ili, go to the Ili River Valley, go to Lake Balkhash, go to Yarkand, go to Kashgar, go to Khorgon (Jambu), go to Alimatu (Almaty), there is no place you can't go.

If you can no longer be a master in the Central Plains, then go to the Western Regions and be a master to the fennel people. Isn't that much better than being chased around like a dog? "

After hearing this, Hadanga, Saichongga, Mukdenbu and other younger people did not refute immediately, but became a little hesitant.

At this time, Emperor Qianlong had not yet reaped the benefits of his severe crackdown on the Eight Banners stationed in Beijing, and there were still a number of bannermen in their teens and twenties who had good fighting power.

For example, these three can all gallop on horseback with arrows raining down, and fight on foot with swords as sharp as silk and spears as swift as dragons.

This kind of horsemanship is no match for the regularized Dayu cavalry, because Dayu also has the Jinbei knights and the Huaishang knights, who are more numerous and can easily be worn out.

However, the Uighurs, Kazakhs, and Uzbeks had no problem fighting against a nomadic people who only had a few hundred thousand men and had lost their ability to ride and shoot. They actually relied on matchlocks to make a living.

"I won't go. I don't want to go. If I go to the Western Regions, I will definitely die there. I will go to your Fucha family."

Yongxuan thought for only a second, and then his head shook wildly from side to side. He could no longer bear the hardship and did not dare to go to the Western Regions.

Fu Yu rolled his eyes at the irresponsible idiot and said, "Of course the Fucha family will go. I have already sent someone to write a letter to Fu Kang'an. My sons Fu Chang'an and Mingxiang will also go.

Only if we are willing to go, our wives and children who stay in the mainland will have a good life.

Just like other bannermen in Chengdu and Beijing, if their ancestors committed crimes, they would be sentenced. If they want to live a normal and good life, they need relatives to go to the frontier to make meritorious deeds and atone for their sins.”

The Xi'an Bannermen also understood Mo Zibu's attitude towards the Bannermen, and they also knew that going to the Western Regions to defend the country and guard the border was the only way out for the Bannermen.

But the journey to the Western Regions is tens of thousands of miles long and is too difficult. Moreover, they must obtain the weapons and support of the Han people. Otherwise, relying solely on their proficiency in archery and horsemanship would be tantamount to seeking death.

The discussion was stuck again. There were originally more than 50,000 Bannermen in Shaanxi and Gansu, mainly in Xi'an. Later, another 30,000 to 40,000 fled from various places, and now there are nearly 100,000 in total.

Among 100,000 people, there are only 5,000 to 6,000 able-bodied men who can fight.

The question now is why these five to six thousand strong men and seven to eight thousand strong women should sacrifice themselves for others. This requires an external force to prompt them to make mutual compromises.

Well, the external force came very quickly. Yongxuan had just left the hall angrily when he saw some flag soldiers running in from outside crying.

"Eighth Prince, this is bad, this is bad! The Protestants in Huayin County have snatched the guns and cannons we gave to the veteran members of the religious order. They seem to be causing trouble!"

(End of this chapter)