Chapter 651: There Has Never Been

Thanks to the Yongle years, when Emperor Renzong, Zhu Gaochi, supervised the state for a long time as Crown Prince, the Great Ming's institutional design had clear and explicit regulations for the power of supervising the state. Zhu Yijun simply flipped out the old cases from the Yongle years and could use them, without needing institutional construction.

For all Great Ming people, the Great Ming Emperor Zhu Yijun was the Emperor, but for Zhu Yiliu, he was his imperial brother.

Zhu Yiliu's memory of his father was already extremely blurred; after all, he was still a child wearing open-crotch pants at that time. The only object he could learn from and imitate was his imperial brother. An elder brother is like a father. Zhu Yiliu watched with his own eyes as his imperial brother, for twelve years, fought bloody battles and worked diligently and tirelessly for the Great Ming's rise again.

In Zhu Yiliu's heart, his imperial brother was magnificent; a holy monarch and wise ruler was just like this. In Zhu Yiliu's heart, the holy monarch and wise ruler of the entire Great Ming was the Emperor, because the Emperor was still alive at this time, and Zhu Yiliu had only seen his imperial brother.

His imperial brother held the theory of contradiction in his left hand and the theory of class in his right, with Zhang Juzheng assisting and Qi Jiguang at his side, yet he was still like walking on thin ice, always carefully fulfilling the duties of an Emperor.

These lowly Confucian scholars! Not only were they not grateful for the holy monarch in the court, but they were also farting all day long! They scolded the Emperor as a tyrant! As a monarch of a fallen state! As a lone man and a national thief!

Zhu Yiliu could not accept this accusation no matter what!

He didn't know why his imperial brother kept these lowly Confucian scholars who wagged their tongues, but letting him supervise the state, he couldn't tolerate their nonsense for a moment. Letting them live so happily, he couldn't accept it!

"How do you plan to do it? The contradiction hasn't intensified to the point of killing people. Their speeches, although heaven-defying, are still part of the Wanli Reform and the Wanli Great Debate." Zhu Yijun was curious about what Zhu Yiliu intended to do. Killing people was too extreme.

"Imperial brother, I won't kill people." Zhu Yiliu said quite definitely, "I can't make them die, but I can make them wish they were dead. Imperial brother, I have conceived several methods and written them down. Imperial brother, please take a look."

Zhu Yijun flicked his sleeve and took out a memorial from his sleeve.

Zhu Yijun raised an eyebrow. He had taken it for so many years, and this was Zhu Yiliu's first memorial. The Great Ming Emperor took the memorial and looked at it. The more he looked, the more shocked he became. Inside were all methods of torturing people, such as bells smeared with honey to attract ants, large vats heated with hot water for a bath, and pig hair brushes to brush the armpits, etc.

Even the King of Hell would have to consider rebuilding the eighteenth level of hell after seeing it.

"How can you be like this? The Master said to be benevolent. How about this, add some sugar to the honey. Why ants? They won't gather. And why don't you catch some wasps? Using ants is too childish." Zhu Yijun lectured righteously and helped Zhu Yiliu modify the torture methods.

Only children use ants; adults use wasps.

Falling into the hands of the Prince of Lu, death is too luxurious.

Zhu Yiliu supervising the state would definitely let this group of lowly Confucian scholars see what the iron fist of feudal autocracy was.

"Be a little restrained when you play. Don't kill people. When the time comes, they will say we are suppressing thought, seeing eels as snakes, and mice as tigers. Eroding the spirit of righteousness and growing the wind of softness. This really has an impact on the heart of the world." Zhu Yijun still exhorted earnestly.

"What if someone is killed?" Zhu Yiliu asked with a slight frown.

"Then they really deserved to die. If they are killed, let them be killed." Zhu Yijun said quite helplessly, "You are still young, and your hands are not heavy. When the time comes, I, this big brother, will make up for it."

Zhu Yijun opened the authority to Zhu Yiliu. Zhu Yiliu was not an unreasonable person. He knew very well the purpose of the Emperor keeping these people, and he also knew how big a storm would be caused by unjust killing. Zhu Yiliu would grasp the measure well.

On the 7th day of the first lunar month of the 12th year of Wanli, Xiong Tingbi successfully returned to the capital. Returning to the capital with Xiong Tingbi were the Liaodong Provincial Governor Hou Yuzhao and the Liaodong Regional Commander Li Chengliang of Ningyuan. Li Rusong went to Jizhou to meet his father and return to the capital to report on his duties, while Xiong Tingbi was picked up by You Shouli, the chief steward of the Quanchu Guild Hall.

Everyone called You Shouli "You Qi." Over time, You Qi himself forgot his original name, You Shouli, but the Emperor remembered. When the Emperor went to the Quanchu Guild Hall for a free meal, he called him Shouli.

Li Rusong brought fifty cavalrymen and rushed to Jizhou, anxiously waiting for his father. What entered Li Rusong's sight was not a tall horse, but a carriage. This was a carriage bestowed by the Emperor, which had the latest hydraulic shock absorbers inside, which could greatly reduce the bumps. Coupled with the fact that the Chidao had already been built to Jilin, Li Chengliang's journey back to the capital could not be considered a tiring one.

"My child pays respects to father." Li Rusong hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects.

"You kid, you did well." Li Chengliang stepped out of the carriage and saw Li Rusong, revealing a relieved smile. He pulled a cane from the carriage, planted it on the ground, and said, "Son, our family depends on you. As for me, I'm old and can't fight anymore."

Hou Yuzhao stepped out of the carriage, looked at the cane, and said angrily, "What are you pretending to be old for? Before the New Year, you insisted on going to the Heilongjiang to hunt bears. You killed quite a few bears, but you didn't reach the Heilongjiang after running on horseback for half a month, almost getting lost, and encountered two tigers, which you killed. You're old and want to learn from Sima Yi!"

Li Chengliang said angrily, "Old Zhao, don't think you're a scholar and I wouldn't dare to beat you! Scolding is scolding, but words like Sima Yi are too ugly to hear!!"

The greatest slander and attack on a military general is to say he is like Sima Yi.

Hou Yuzhao knew that Li Chengliang was pretending. Hou Yuzhao had become a student under Wan Shihe. According to Wan Shihe's news, it would be difficult for Li Chengliang to get his wish this time upon entering the capital. Li Chengliang was prepared to stay in the capital and not leave, no longer guarding Liaodong, but the Great Ming side had no suitable candidate, so they could only let Li Chengliang continue to serve.

Can't Li Rusong do it? Actually, he can't. It's not that Li Rusong can't fight; on the contrary, he can fight too well. Father leaves and son inherits; this Liaodong would become a country within a country.

"Are you really doing this for this?" Li Chengliang said indignantly, "The matter of setting up a Dao in Liaodong has been pushed for more than two years, but it has been delayed. Isn't it because my old bones are blocking the way to set up a Provincial Administration Commissioner?"

"You are really doing this for this?" Hou Yuzhao sneered and said, "It's just a private plan for your own family."

"You really can't stay in Liaodong anymore. Those barbarians can't beat me, so they play dirty tricks on me. They call me the 'King of Liaodong'! If this reaches the ears of the imperial censors in the court, tomorrow, I, Li Rusong, and my whole family will have to go to the vegetable market. You, Old Zhao, collect my corpse!" Li Chengliang finally told the truth. He was indeed doing it for his own family's plan.

These barbarians in the northeast direction, the Khalkha Wanhu, the Haixi Jurchens, the Wild Jurchens, and the Khalkha Seven Tribes, all called Li Chengliang the "King of Liaodong." This was the poisonous scheme of killing with a borrowed knife. Li Chengliang had no way to deal with it, so he had to return to the capital quickly.

Li Chengliang absolutely could not really be the "King of Liaodong," because Qi Jiguang was getting older, and Li Rusong was gradually taking over the capital garrison elite soldiers. Father and son, one in charge of Liaodong and one in charge of the capital garrison—even if the Emperor had a bigger heart, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Even if he, Li Chengliang, didn't want to be An Lushan, the people below would force him.

It was indeed a private plan for his family, and also for the national policy of the imperial court.

"In short, this time returning to the capital, I will rely on not leaving. I plan to follow the Emperor to the south. I, Old Li, have fought for half my life, so I'll go to the south to see the beautiful mountains and rivers." Li Chengliang naturally knew it was difficult to return to the capital, but he decided to play the rogue for the sake of his son's progress.

"I know, I know. Old Zhao thinks that if I leave, no one in Liaodong can suppress it. It looks like Liaodong can't do without me. There's no such thing. That Yingchang Regional Commander Wang Rulong, his name is as good as his name, is like a dragon and a tiger. If he arrives in Liaodong, Liaodong will definitely be fine. Rest assured, rest assured." Li Chengliang knew Hou Yuzhao's worry very well.

A heart's blood endured to be washed away.

The fields that were hard to reclaim were occupied by wolves and tigers and left fallow again; the trade routes that were hard to open were scattered because Li Chengliang left, leading to a shortage of goods; the camps that were hard to build had to be abandoned because there were no strong troops to guard them; the refugees who were hard to attract to Liaodong were displaced again.

Hou Yuzhao worried about many, many things. Since leaving the capital, he had been reclaiming land in Daning Guard and Liaodong. The Northeast was his second hometown, and he loved this black land deeply.

This was also the reason why military leaders like Li Chengliang liked Hou Yuzhao. Hou Yuzhao never became an official to become an official or to climb up, but to really do something. This was very much to Li Chengliang's temper.

Having been in the border regions for a long time, Li Chengliang hated internal strife. Internal strife is internal consumption, and it will reduce the strength to fight outward.

"Wang Rulong is indeed a suitable candidate, but he is Qi Shuai's man." Hou Yuzhao naturally considered the candidate problem. He felt Wang Rulong was not suitable, for the same reason Li Chengliang thought he was not suitable to continue in Liaodong. Qi Jiguang was in charge of the capital garrison, and his generals were in charge of Liaodong. The Emperor would not be able to sleep.

Li Chengliang kept knocking on the cane in his hand, laughing non-stop, laughing until he leaned back and forth, laughing until his stomach hurt. He pointed at Hou Yuzhao and said with a smile, "You, you, you are really not suitable to be an official. No one dares to say a word against Qi Shuai in the imperial court, but you just say Qi Shuai is forming a party in front of so many people, haha."

"There is no such thing as whose man is whose man; they are all the Emperor's men."

Hou Yuzhao went against the majority again. No one in the imperial court dared to criticize Qi Jiguang, this Grand General and Duke of Fengguo, not even private discussions, because the matter was of great importance.

When others accuse you of rebellion, you'd better have the strength to rebel. In this way, no one dares to accuse you.

But Hou Yuzhao was different. If you say he is stupid, he can manage Liaodong in an orderly manner. If you say he is smart, he always goes against people. Words that others dare not say, will not say, and cannot say, Hou Yuzhao always says them. If it weren't for the Emperor protecting him, Hou Yuzhao would have rolled home long ago.

"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, it's not that I'm talking about you. You always think Wang Rulong is Qi Shuai's man, but Qi Shuai is the Emperor's man, and he is the Great Ming's man." Li Chengliang pointed at Li Rusong with his cane again and said, "This is my good son, the most promising good son. Do you believe it? If I really raise a banner in Liaodong, he, my good son, will be the first to lead elite soldiers to break through Liaoyang."

"I don't believe it." Hou Yuzhao said immediately.

"Father wants to rebel?" Li Rusong's eyes lit up. This military merit was delivered to his door!

"If, if!" Li Chengliang raised his cane and was about to hit him. This useless thing only remembered military merit, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it. A son is not controlled by his father. Li Rusong was taught very well by Qi Jiguang, and the Great Ming capital garrison's military construction was done very well.

Li Chengliang took a deep breath and said, "Old Zhao, we will soon not be partners. Remember one sentence: there has never been 'success as king, failure as bandit,' only 'bandit fails, king succeeds'."

This was Li Chengliang's understanding of the theory of contradiction. "Success as king, failure as bandit"—it seems that success makes one a king and failure makes one a bandit. It seems to be the case in all dynasties, but the theory of contradiction came out, and Li Chengliang discovered that "success as king, failure as bandit," success as king, failure as bandit, the cause and effect were reversed. It is that the thief will definitely fail, and the king is destined to be the king of the world.

And the Emperor is that king.

This was the truth Li Chengliang realized after fighting for half his life.

"My surname is Hou! Not Zhao!" Hou Yuzhao said angrily. Li Chengliang called him Old Zhao every day.

"Go to the capital!" Li Chengliang leaned on his cane and got into the carriage to the capital. After changing carriages, the elite soldiers Li Chengliang brought into the pass would wait in place, and all security would be the responsibility of Li Rusong.

Every time Li Chengliang returned to the capital, he was arrogant and domineering. This looked very ostentatious and also very hateful, but this was Li Chengliang's purpose. A border general being liked by court officials is what is truly suspicious and plotting.

At noon the next day, Zhu Yijun rushed to the Wu Ying Building in the Northern City and received Li Chengliang, Hou Yuzhao, and Xiong Tingbi who had returned to pay New Year's greetings.

"Your Majesty, I have been restless in Liaodong, tossing and turning. Taking advantage of the fact that Liaodong has not yet thawed, I rushed back to the capital. The envoy of Joseon ran to Liaoyang to have a secret talk with me. I was terrified and begged Your Majesty to let me return to the capital!" Li Chengliang knelt down as soon as he met, and cried out as soon as he knelt, looking a bit exaggerated.

Hou Yuzhao was stunned and said sluggishly, "Marquis of Ningyuan, the Joseon envoy wanted to see you, how come I didn't know!"

This Li Chengliang was quite good at hiding! Such a big thing, Hou Yuzhao didn't know at all.

"You didn't send anyone to watch me, how would you know?" Li Chengliang bowed again and said loudly, "Your Majesty, I beg to return to the capital."

Hou Yuzhao was different from other provincial governors when he was a provincial governor. Hou Yuzhao didn't care about anything except agriculture and logistics. He didn't ask who Li Chengliang met or what he said.

Zhu Yijun saw that Hou Yuzhao was still horrified and said with a smile, "Provincial Governor Hou, the Marquis of Ningyuan didn't tell you to protect you, taking all the responsibility on himself. Marquis of Ningyuan, please rise, sit down and talk."

Li Chengliang was a hereditary military noble. The Joseon envoy meeting him privately was a very taboo thing. Once involved in such a storm, Hou Yuzhao's small body couldn't bear such a storm. Li Chengliang was different. As a representative of the new military nobles, he only needed to explain clearly to the Emperor to pass through safely.

Li Chengliang was protecting Hou Yuzhao and didn't pull him into the water.

"Marquis of Ningyuan, please tell me the details about the Joseon envoy." Zhu Yijun reached out, signaling Li Chengliang to explain the matter clearly.

"Last year, Your Majesty wanted the King of Joseon to come to the capital to apologize, but the King of Joseon was unwilling and sent someone to have a secret connection with me. I am the dignified Marquis of Ningyuan of the Great Ming, why should I be with such a villain? I captured him directly and he is now locked up in Jizhou." Li Chengliang explained the matter clearly from beginning to end.

When they met, what they said, and how he responded, he explained very clearly. It was obvious that he had memorized the script.

This matter was like a stone pressing on Li Chengliang's heart. After speaking out now, Li Chengliang, who had fought for so many years, breathed a long sigh of relief. He dared not tell anyone, and couldn't tell anyone, so it was uncomfortable to hold it in. But even so, the stone in his heart was still hanging.

"Xiong Da, what do you think?" Zhu Yijun looked at Xiong Tingbi, who was standing on the side quite respectfully, and asked curiously.

Xiong Tingbi frowned and said, "The Joseon envoy sneaked into the border and reached Liaoyang. There was no obstruction along the way. This is the dereliction of duty of the border passes. If you want to pass the pass, you need a pass document and a reason. Who let them pass must be investigated."

Li Chengliang didn't speak, and Hou Yuzhao was stunned. Xiong Tingbi thought exactly the same as him. The Great Ming's border passes were just for show!

"This is nothing. I know the details." Zhu Yijun looked at Xiong Tingbi and said, "Before, the border passes were relaxed during the Joseon annual tribute, and they didn't set limits on Joseon envoys. They could pass the pass for reasons such as merchants, visiting relatives, and visiting friends. Don't be overly harsh."

The Great Ming could not be said to be undefended against Joseon, but the border passes almost never blocked them, so Joseon merchants traveled back and forth all year round. Although the tribute was stopped for a year last year, the trade route was not cut off, so Zhu Yijun could understand the envoy entering the pass and was not prepared to over-investigate.

Sometimes, if the water is too clear, there are no fish.

"Anything else?" Zhu Yijun continued to ask for Xiong Tingbi's opinion.

"Also... the Marquis of Ningyuan shouldn't have met this Joseon envoy." Xiong Tingbi looked at Li Chengliang, hesitated, but still said his true thoughts.

Meeting foreign envoys privately is a military leader's behavior. Li Chengliang was used to being a military leader and actually dared to meet the Joseon envoy.

"Like this." Zhu Yijun looked at Li Chengliang and said with a smile, "Marquis of Ningyuan, Xiong Tingbi means that meeting this Joseon envoy, even if it's nothing, will become something. Knowing that the Joseon envoy has bad intentions, meeting him so easily, I'm afraid the imperial censors in the court will impeach you again."

"But it's okay. I specially permitted it in the second year of Wanli. If the imperial censors make trouble, I will deal with it. Marquis of Ningyuan, don't worry."

The Marquis of Ningyuan meeting vassal envoys is very taboo because it involves the suspicion of secret connection, especially since Li Chengliang holds heavy troops, but it is not a big problem because Zhu Yijun specially permitted it.

In the second year of Wanli, when Li Chengliang conquered the Gule Fortress in the wind and snow, Zhu Yijun gave Li Chengliang the power to contact Joseon as a strategy in Liaodong because the military situation was as urgent as fire.

At that time, the Jurchens were not at all as obedient as they are now, buried in the soil. They killed Great Ming officers and officials, attacked Great Ming border passes, and plundered the border regions. The military situation was as urgent as fire. If they really needed Joseon's strategy, Li Chengliang indeed needed to communicate directly with the Joseon envoy.

Don't doubt the person you use, don't use the person you doubt. Since he decided to use Li Chengliang, Zhu Yijun did not restrict him excessively.

"I thank Your Majesty for your imperial grace." The stone in Li Chengliang's heart fell.

Li Chengliang had met Joseon envoys more than once or twice, and occasionally he would take some bribes from Joseon to make things convenient. He met them before, and they were as close as a family, but this time, the situation had changed. He was also drumming in his heart when he met the envoy. Between meeting and not meeting, Li Chengliang chose to meet, and after the other party explained his intention, he captured him on the spot.

"Xiong Da, you should learn from the Marquis of Ningyuan in doing things, be more slick. Some principles should be touched when they should be touched." Zhu Yijun looked at Xiong Tingbi and said, "Many rules must be followed, but sometimes, you cannot be bound by rules and unable to move."

"Why did the Marquis of Ningyuan want to meet this Joseon envoy? Because the main contradiction in Liaodong is the contradiction between Han and Yi, the contradiction between the Han people who migrated to Liaodong and the Yi people competing for survival and production materials. If the Marquis of Ningyuan chose not to meet for fear of disaster, the Joseon envoy would see that the situation was not right and would secretly connect with the Yi people."

"Imagine, once the Joseon envoy leaves Liaoyang, enters the mountains and forests, and secretly connects with the Yi people, Joseon, the Jianzhou, Haixi, Wild Jurchens, and the Khalkha Seven Tribes will be connected together. What will be the consequence? The Great Ming's ruling foundation in Liaodong may be shaken."

This is not Zhu Yijun alarmist, because the Nurhaci who has become a house full of people has done exactly this.

"I didn't consider it carefully." Xiong Tingbi looked at the map and imagined the situation the Emperor said simply, and felt cold sweat on his back. Xiong Tingbi had military talent. Once the situation in Liaodong was really connected, the problem would become extremely tricky.

The barbarians refreshed on the border of the empire, even if they really joined hands, were not the opponents of this partial division of Liaodong guest troops and guard troops, but if they fought, it would cause damage to Liaodong's fragile production.

The common people had just moved to Liaodong, and soon the war would spread. A family without three years of accumulation cannot be a family, and a country without nine years of accumulation cannot be a country. The common people have no home, either fleeing or returning to the pass, and nothing else.

Li Chengliang wanted to meet, to let Joseon know that the Great Ming was already very clear that Joseon had a heart of disobedience. This was deterrence. The Great Ming would naturally use various means to prevent them from really joining hands.

"The Marquis of Ningyuan should return to Liaodong." Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment. Even if there was a new situation, Zhu Yijun still felt that Li Chengliang was capable. He asked curiously, "I always feel that these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, even if they really join hands, are not the opponents of the Marquis of Ningyuan. I also want to know if these Yi people have the courage to raise a banner and be an enemy of the Great Ming."

"Your Majesty, I'd better stay in the capital. Wang Rulong can take on the heavy responsibility." Li Chengliang began his established plan, playing rogue, not returning to Liaodong. No matter what was said, he wouldn't go back.

Hou Yuzhao was the Emperor's ear and eye god. Li Chengliang's quarrel with Hou Yuzhao in Jizhou was to tell Hou Yuzhao the reason why he must stay in the capital, which was equivalent to telling the Emperor.

Liaodong is different from Yunnan and Luzon. Liaodong is close enough to the capital, so there is no need to use the enfeoffment system. Liaodong cannot become a country within a country. Leaving now is a timely retreat.

"This matter, discuss it again." Zhu Yijun did not force Li Chengliang to go back, but talked to Li Chengliang about other things, the various anecdotes of Liaodong.

The atmosphere immediately changed from serious to light, and there were many interesting things in Liaodong.

The silly roe deer is really a silly roe deer, usually five to eight, in groups, not afraid of people, and doesn't run when seeing people, just looking straight, until some roe deer start jumping and running away. If you don't chase, they will look back. The silly roe deer will hit trees and fall into the river while jumping.

Liaodong cats winter, storing winter food a month earlier than in the pass, starting in September. In the past few years, there have been more sweet potatoes and potatoes, which made the common people have a better winter.

The snow in the Northeast will not melt, unlike in the pass. Even in winter in the pass, as long as it clears up, the accumulated snow will not exceed ten days and will melt clean, but the snow in the Northeast accumulates from the first snowfall, creaking when stepped on, and even snowing in the sun. The common people will take advantage of winter, after snowing, to fish in winter, chisel ice to catch fish or catch wild rabbits, roe deer, and dig bear dens.

As long as a hole is chiseled on the ice, the fish will jump out by themselves. Just take a sack and pick it up, and they are all frozen fish, which can be stored for a whole winter. The gifts Li Chengliang brought to the capital included bear paws he caught himself.

"The Marquis of Ningyuan will stay in the capital for the time being, and I will think about the Liaodong Regional Commander." Zhu Yijun talked to Li Chengliang for a long time before letting them leave.

Zhu Yijun built a large mansion for the Marquis of Ningyuan for Li Chengliang, not far from the Duke of Fengguo's mansion. Li Rusong lived there on weekdays, and daily life was not a problem.

"We take our leave." Li Chengliang and Hou Yuzhao rose to bid farewell to the Emperor. This was the first time they met the Emperor, and the imperial court's decision on major events in Liaodong also required court discussion.

After Li Chengliang left, Zhu Yijun looked at Qi Jiguang and said, "Qi Shuai, there is something strange."

"I feel that the Marquis of Ningyuan is intentional. He is forcing Joseon to jump over the wall like a dog. Because of the astronomical phenomenon, the Great Ming's development to Jilin is difficult. I am about to tour the south and will set off in February. Li Chengliang is transferred from Liaodong, and Wang Rulong, who is not familiar with Liaodong military affairs, arrives in Liaoyang. If it were me, I would feel that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"A great opportunity for the Great Ming's military strength in the north to be extremely weak."

The Son of Heaven's southern tour is destined to take away more than half of the capital garrison elite soldiers. Li Chengliang is not in Liaodong. The rebels who do not obey the king's transformation will be eaten away by Liaodong if they don't jump out. The treacherous people will definitely take this opportunity to make trouble, and now there is Joseon leading the way. If they don't rebel now, when will they rebel?

"Your Majesty is wise." Qi Jiguang said with great certainty, "This must be Li Chengliang's plan. The Jingying must keep the Fenwu Regiment, which is led by Li Rusong. Even if Wang Rulong really suffers a defeat in Liaodong, Li Rusong's Jingying can quickly rush to Liaodong along the Chidao to provide reinforcements."

"After this plan, Liaodong can be stable for fifty or sixty years."

The once-and-for-all solution is naturally to build camps in every corner, but the time is not right. Under the small ice age climate, Jilin is already the Great Ming's current limit. But outside Jilin, there are still Yi people. Rather than finding rebels among these Yi people, it is better to set bait and let them jump out by themselves!

The Emperor may not have much talent for military affairs, but he has never had any problems with planning and the overall situation. Li Chengliang insisted on staying in the capital, and after chatting for a while, the Emperor discovered the clues.

"The Marquis of Ningyuan could have said it clearly. I support this plan very much. After all, if you want to farm well, the border must be peaceful, otherwise anyone can step on the Great Ming common people's land and rob the Great Ming common people's grain." Zhu Yijun said with some emotion.

Qi Jiguang thought for a moment and said, "When Li Rusong first saw that the capital garrison had civil officials supervising the army, he immediately wanted to leave. It's not that the Marquis of Ningyuan doesn't trust Your Majesty, but he doesn't trust the bureaucrats of the Great Ming court. Whether they can succeed is not yet known, but their ability to spoil things is first-class."

"Used to fighting alone, it will be like this."

For twelve years, Li Chengliang still has fear of the imperial court. To be precise, he doesn't trust any bureaucrats in the court.

Coincidentally, Zhu Yijun doesn't trust them either. ===== CHAPTER 652 =====