Chapter 1146: Squatting for Advice in the Middle of the Night

Chapter 1146

Daming Xing and Bo drank too much, and held A Tai's hand with a smile on his face, announcing that A Tai would manage this vast grassland and herdsmen on behalf of His Majesty the Ming Emperor.

"Da Ming is King He Ning's strongest backing. If there is any disobedience, Alutai will be his lesson from the past."

Fang Xing's face was reddish, he looked very friendly, but what he said was murderous.

"Remember, if you want to run, run quickly, whether you go to join the Wala people, or go outside to become king independently, I wish you all the best!"

Zhong Ding didn't drink, he lowered his eyes and listened carefully to Fang Xing's 'drink talk'.

"It's just that you have to run farther, don't let Daming's scouts find out."

Fang Xing let out a belch and said, "Benbo hasn't built a capital on this grassland yet. It's a pity. I also ask you gentlemen to work harder. If you want to rebel, do so. It's best to have more people."

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he returned to Jubaoshanwei's camp. At this time, everyone woke up from the joy earlier.

What the Ming people came here was not by words, but by swords and guns.

And this uncle Xinghe, who was still kind to those children just now, is even more ferocious and can stop the children from crying at night.

Think about those Jingguan people, think about it, just because Arutai ordered a Ming army to be dragged to death with horses, he immediately beheaded more than a hundred prisoners, and after the battle, they found the two The cavalry who dragged people with their horses, returned them in the same way.

Generous Xing Hebo ah!

...

Fang Xing slept really well this time, since he set off from Beiping City, he slept well this time, from the afternoon to the early morning of the next day.

Fang Xing didn't like living in a tent, it would make him feel like he was enemies from all sides, and he didn't feel safe at all.

Opening his eyes, it was still dark outside, but Fang Xing believed that there were at least two guards outside.

Hungry, gurgling.

Fang Xing tossed and shouted, "Lao Qi comes in."

The curtain was lifted, Xin Laoqi came in and lit the candles,

It is not surprising to see three bowls of fragrant noodles on the small table.

"Master, that Zhong Ding has been guarding outside all the time, saying that he wants to see you."

Fang Xing nodded, pointed at the noodles, and Xin Laoqi took out bowls with each hand.

There was heavy dew in the autumn night, and Zhong Ding stood ten steps away from the tent, half wet and shivering from the cold.

Xin Laoqi handed Xiao Dao a bowl of noodles, thought for a while, and said, "Master Zhong, come and eat."

Zhong Ding came over stomping his feet, sniffing the aroma, took the bowl, and squatted down impatiently to start eating.

Xiaodao said dissatisfied: "Seventh brother, don't you want to eat?"

Seventh Xin said, "I'm waiting to eat with my brothers in the camp."

Although Xin Laoqi no longer commanded the Jubao Mountain Guard, some habits from that time were still retained, such as trying to have breakfast with the sergeants as much as possible.

Only then did Xiaodao squat down to eat noodles.

The voice next to him was too loud, and Xiaodao looked at Zhong Ding in disgust, thinking that this scholar really disgraced him.

Zhong Ding swears that he has never eaten such delicious noodles in his life. Even if he doesn't eat spicy noodles, he still finds them delicious.

Pouring the last drop of soup into his mouth, Zhong Ding reluctantly took the bowl to wash.

Xiao Dao ate quickly, he habitually crumpled the paper bowl and threw it into the garbage pit. When he came back, he saw Zhong Ding holding the paper bowl in his hand in amazement.

Fang woke up, stood outside and stretched his body, and said comfortably: "The air here is good."

"Xing Hebo..."

After seeing Fang Xing, Zhong Ding threw the paper bowl away, walked over quickly, bowed and said: "Uncle Xing, I beg for your advice."

Fang Xing said indifferently: "What can I teach you? It's just a stick and some benefits."

"Uncle Xinghe, Xiaguan... the officials who were here before the Ming Dynasty were often killed! The Xiaguan family still has a 60-year-old mother to support, and I have children waiting to be fed. Please give me some advice."

Plop!

Zhong Ding actually knelt down.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Get up, come in and talk."

At this time, some people in the barracks had already started to get up. Seeing this scene and spreading it to Daming, those who didn't know thought that Fang Xing was humiliating the civil servants.

Zhong Ding was overjoyed, got up and followed Fang Xing into the tent.

In the dim candlelight, Fang Xing said: "First of all, you need to understand Da Ming's ultimate goal, which is to completely turn the grassland into Da Ming's pasture, and then the means are up to you."

"grassland?"

Zhong Ding swiped halfway with his hand, Fang Xing shook his head, and he swiped in a circle again.

"Yes, the entire grassland."

"Remember, Daming's eyes are not limited to this. Nuer Gandusi has already stabilized, and this side must be stabilized as soon as possible, and then the two sides will advance side by side."

Zhong Ding didn't expect it to be this, he said with a little concern about his gains and losses: "Uncle, but this will require a lot of immigrants, and it will take a lot of time, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it."

"You'll see."

Since Zhong Ding was able to stay awake all night, it meant that this person still had a sense of responsibility. Of course, this was also selfish.

In fact, the sense of responsibility is equivalent to selfishness, and this selfishness is mostly personal ambitions, the importance attached to this matter, and so on.

There was already a twilight outside, Fang Xing said: "Da Ming needs to build a city on the grassland, but this is a matter for the future, your task is to keep an eye on this side, if you find a rebellion, you must suppress it without hesitation, and send all the prisoners Go to Xinghebao."

"Let the internal contradictions of the Tatars continue to exist, so that they will give up their hearts to Daming. Remember, a solid Tatar is not a good Tatar, and that is your dereliction of duty."

Fanning the wind and lighting the will-o'-the-wisp, Fang Xing felt that this clock must be up to the task.

What Fang Xing said was not cryptic, Zhong Ding finally knew the bottom line, and sighed: "Uncle, isn't it just to make them hostile to each other, this lowly official is good at it! It's just... Ah Tai doesn't seem to be able to convince the crowd!"

This is a guy who is good at observing and trying to figure out!

Fang Xing said appreciatively: "You can see this is very good, this is also the reason why Ben led the army here this time."

Zhong Ding said with satisfaction when he heard it: "Thank you uncle for your support, as long as the subordinate officials can control a thousand people, it is enough. During the shift, there will definitely be more and more tribes loyal to Daming."

Fang Xing nodded, feeling that dealing with smart people is a pleasure.

"As for going to the Oirat side, tell them that the Oirats will not receive preferential treatment from Daming in the future. After all, Daming needs countless strong men to build roads and build cities."

The Oirats have the most ardent ambitions, and Fang Xing feels that such a tribe can provide better labor.

"My lord, there are quite a few leaders from various ministries outside."

Xin Laoqi came in and reported: "Ah Tai has already gone out to negotiate, let the younger one come to ask you if we can get together to discuss."

"Can."

After Xin Lao Qi went out, Fang Xing asked, "Master Zhong, would you like to go with me?"

Zhong Ding said gratefully: "It's what I wish for, the next official wants to take this opportunity to have a look at those leaders."

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