Chapter 2647 Gui Zijuan looked around and pointed
"Really dead? Has it been checked?" Even though Feng Ziying had already been mentally prepared, even though he had gone through countless ups and downs, when he heard the news that Nurhachi died of illness, he couldn't help but relax. With one breath, the spirit is also lifted.
"General Zu went to check at that time. He was indeed dead. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. He must have died of illness." The messenger also knew that this matter was not trivial, so he had done his homework before coming and considered all the issues. "Later, Mr. You brought several former Liaodong Army soldiers who knew Nurhaci to check it out in the name of mourning. It is absolutely correct."
Nurhaci has put too much pressure on the Zhou Dynasty court over the years, and this news must be reported to the court quickly, so there can be no mistakes and it must be ensured.
“Moreover, Chu Ying, Abai, Tang Gugu, Nurhaci’s concubine Abahai, Fei Yingdong, He Heli and others have all already obeyed filial piety, and no one can do such a thing..."
Feng Ziying nodded.
In fact, Nurhachi's death was just a sign, which was of great significance to the court. However, in Feng Ziying's view, whether he died or not was of little significance.
As long as the more than 20,000 elite Jurchen soldiers in Jianzhou are separated and directly mixed into the Zhou army, it will take less than two years to erase all the impressions of the Jurchens in their minds and accept the new identity of Zhou soldiers.
He knew very well what Chu Ying, He Heli and others were thinking. He could only say that these people were too naive. Under the powerful comprehensive national power and cultural penetration and assimilation power of the Zhou Dynasty, Jianzhou Jurchens who had just left the nomadic tribes There may be no opportunities for the characters who come out. I do this just in case, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the court.
“Will the incorporation of the Jurchens in Jianzhou have any impact?”
“General Zu and Mr. You both said that it would be no big deal. In fact, Mr. You and General Zu may prefer a battle with the Jurchens in Jianzhou...” The messenger couldn’t help but add another sentence.
Feng Ziying laughed loudly and waved her hand without saying much, indicating that the other party could go down.
Wu Yaoqing was on the side, waiting for the messenger to go down before he couldn't help but said: "Sir, is it done?"
"If You Shilu and Zu Dashou dare to join forces to deceive me, then I will admit it." Feng Ziying joked, "Report the victory to the court. There is no need to write anything else. Just say that Nurhachi is at the end of his life and is angry. He died of a sudden illness, Chu Ying and others led the people to surrender, Cemuthei and Sajiala led the Jurchens from the East China Sea to submit, Jin Taiji and Buyanggu led the Jurchens from the West Sea to submit, and Liaodong was peaceful."
Liaodong is really in peace. Although the news of the Jurchen den in the East China Sea has not yet come, Feng Ziying doesn't care anymore.
The Warkha tribe and the Hurha tribe have surrendered, what can the Woji tribe do? Do we still need to raise troops to avenge Nurhaci?
The good news can be reported back to the court, and from this moment on, the countdown to his return journey begins.
Huddle on the left and on the right.
Both Busia Mara and Zhezhe could feel the strangeness of the man next to them today.
"Nurhachi is dead, Jianzhou Jurchen surrendered, Cemuthei and Sajiala also submitted their surrender forms..." For a long time, Feng Ziying rubbed Zhezhe's thick black hair, but her other hand was still there. Busiyamala's smooth and round shoulders wandered, "Liaodong has been leveled."
Busiyamala and Zhezhe both felt their hearts tremble.
Bushiyamala tried her best to calm down her mood, but couldn't find the right words to respond for a while.
No wonder this man has been wreaking havoc on Zhezhe for a long time today, and his power is still unabated on him. It turns out that this incident is the irritation.
Zhezhe was also shocked and inexplicable. Did Jianzhou Jurchen really disappear like this?
Three years ago, I was almost about to marry a man who was probably a prisoner now. No, he couldn't be considered a prisoner, but his fate was already bleak.
"Well, I have asked Yao Qing to express my attitude on your behalf. The Haixi Jurchen is willing to serve as the royal court and accept the canonization and governance of the Great Zhou Dynasty..." Feng Ziying pinched Busia Mara's still plump breasts. Ru, leisurely said: "Liaodong is going to be a province, but there is still a process. In fact, you Haixi Jurchens have already transformed from a nomadic, fishing and hunting life to a farming life, and they have changed the fastest. The impact will not be big, and it will be done soon. Adaptable,…”
"That's our own land,..." Busia Mara frowned, "If it is included in your Zhou Dynasty, wouldn't it mean that we have to pay taxes and perform labor service?"
This is the key and the hardest to accept.
Feng Ziying asked back: "The Haixi Jurchens no longer have to worry about the Jianzhou Jurchens or the Mongols, and they no longer have to worry about their sons being killed in battles and their people being taken captive. Shouldn't they make some sacrifices? Isn't it the king in the world?" Earth, the shores of the earth are not the king's ministers. Don't you understand this truth?"
Bushiya Mara disagreed and said stubbornly: "But the taxes in the Great Zhou Dynasty are too harsh and the labor is too frequent. Even the people in the mainland of China cannot bear it, let alone the wasteland here?"
"There will be some differences. In a few years, the imperial tax and labor system will not be implemented in Liaodong for the time being. Moreover, your Haixi Jurchen land is very vast. The land allocated to each household every year is much better than that in the mainland. Without security threats, their lives should be You should be quite rich." Feng Ziying caressed, "Of course, your uncle and brother and other nobles in the clan may not be able to adapt to it, but I can give you some compensation."
Bushiya Malayo understood the meaning of Feng Ziying's words, "Do you mean that land creates wealth and gradually turns to industry to create wealth?"
"Well, almost. You have also seen that Liaodong will usher in a great development, and my suggestions to the court also stated that Liaodong will build a new Shandong in the next ten to twenty years, and at the same time it will become a great Zhouxiang. The bridgehead is expanding from north to east, so it requires some special policies, and the court should support it."
Bushyamala was speechless.
She also knew that no matter who sat in the position of Governor of Ji Liao, this step was inevitable.
There is no reason why the East China Sea Jurchens and the Jianzhou Jurchens have already surrendered, so you, the Haixi Jurchens, still want to be independent. And since Feng Ziying promised to compensate you, she will definitely honor it and ensure that the quality of life of her uncle and brother will not decline.
Having been with Feng Ziying for so many years, Busia Mara has actually become very Chinese-speaking. She also knows a thing or two about Feng Ziying’s background and industrial arrangements. For example, Haitong Bank, many members of the Zhou royal family have invested in it, and the profits have been huge. Is it unbelievable?
Even Wang Xifeng can become a wealthy woman with a net worth of tens of millions. It is obvious that her life is much more luxurious than her uncle and brother.
With the acquisition of Liaodong, many industries will inevitably develop. If my uncle and brother can intervene in advance, they will definitely be satisfied in the future.
It was Zhezhe who suddenly interrupted: "Ms. sir, what will happen to our Horqin tribe in the future?"
Feng Ziying couldn't help but hugged this woman's slender waist tightly. Horqin flowers are not so easy to pick. Although this girl is young, she has been completely transformed in the past two years with Busia Mara, and her horizons have changed. After opening up, the layout gradually expanded, and the innate talents began to show themselves.
Every woman shoulders the responsibility of a tribe behind them, and this is especially true for these marriage women. Zhezhe's situation is actually somewhat similar to marriage.
"The Horqin people are now controlled by the Inner Khalkha people. Your sister is also married to Zaisai. However, Horqin's position is too important. I am afraid that the court will not allow the Inner Khalkha people to control Horqin all the time. In other words, the court will not No one family is allowed to dominate the grassland, whether it is the Chahar people, the Tumut people, or the Khalkha people."
Before Zhezhe could speak, Bushiya Mara had already answered: "So, the Jurchens in Jianzhou are finished, and the Zhou Dynasty's policy on the grassland will change? The Inner Khalkha people are no longer part of the imperial court. The target of your win?"
Feng Ziying smiled and stroked Bushiya Mara's black hair, "Times have changed. There are never permanent allies, only permanent interests. The relationship between the imperial court and the Mongols depends on their respective positions. If the Mongols always regard the hinterland as a piece of fat that they can use to make up for their losses in the event of a disaster, and the court also believes that the Mongols are an obstacle to the court's continued expansion of its sphere of influence to the north in the future, then the relationship between the two parties will not be To avoid deterioration, for the Horqin people, although they belong to Mongolia, they are actually the most vulnerable group. They have both sides and choose the strong and the most powerful should be the only choice. In other words, relying on the imperial court should be a trend in the future. ."
Bushyamala and Zhezhe were both thoughtful.
Perhaps Feng Ziying’s frankness today allowed them to understand the true meaning of the relationship between the country and the tribe. Interests are the most solid link to maintain the country and the tribe. When it comes to the interests between the country and the tribe, it is difficult for any personal feelings to play a big role. The role is not to say that it is useless, but it is difficult to play a leading role.
“Ziying, what do you mean is that the imperial court may take action on the grassland soon?” Busia Mara asked again.
"It's hard to say, but I don't think it will happen in the short term. But when the people within the imperial court or the interest groups in the Great Zhou Dynasty believe that marching into the grasslands or going south to Nanyang can bring them more generous returns, then no one can stop them. It’s just a matter of time before we catch this trend.”
Feng Ziying said leisurely: "I can't either. Only those who follow the trend are the real wise men. Now it depends on the wishes of the spokesmen of these classes who can control the movements of the court."
(End of this chapter)