Yu Lian held the tea and quietly placed it in Yu Guozhen's hand.
Although her identity is completely different now, she has developed a habit over the past twenty years. As long as she is around Yu Guozhen, she will never allow others to do the task of serving tea and water. Even Fang Ziyi cannot take away her job. .
This is not quite like the solemn and loving principal of Xinxiang Elementary School.
Yu Guozhen picked up the tea and took a sip. The slightly bitter taste rolled around on the tip of his tongue, and then turned into a hint of sweetness. The Chinese ancestors discovered that drinking tea is a supreme understanding of life. Only after enduring hardship and hard work can there be sweetness. This sweetness may not come from success itself, but from the process of pursuing success.
Nalan Mingzhu, who was kneeling on the ground, did not dare to raise his head. He was not yet twenty years old, but he looked old due to the erosion of wind and frost. From the time he was sensible, he had listened to the reputation of the person sitting on it, and when he began to study At that time, the Jurchens were driven into hiding by the man sitting on it.
In the past, he hated the man sitting on it very much, because he not only ruined the good prospects of the Jurchens taking over the Central Plains, but also drove the Jurchens away from Liaodong. This kind of hatred has become a deep-rooted fear. Nowadays, among the Jurchens, there is no longer a saying that "the Jurchens are dissatisfied and invincible". Instead, "Yu Huhu is coming" is used to scare children.
The word "Yu Laohu" can stop children from crying at night.
¡°At least he, Nalan Mingzhu, was frightened by this name, although not long after the old-looking Han man informed them, Yu Guozhen asked him, the leader, to come here. But as soon as she reached the door, Nalan Mingzhu knelt down and entered Yu Guozhen's house with her knees.
After entering, he was still trembling and did not dare to raise his head. He could only support his hands with his hands. Looking down at the ground.
The floors of the Han people were paved with porcelain tiles and were very smooth. It was also extremely hard, causing pain in his knees, but Nalan Mingzhu did not dare to relax even a little.
"Your name is Nalan Mingzhu?"
After setting up the score. Yu Guozhen finally spoke.
Xia Yunyi, who was sitting next to him, and Xia Wanchun, who was standing on the other side, both felt relieved. They had seen Yu Guozhen more than once or twice. Naturally, they knew that Yu Guozhen was not the kind of person who liked to put on airs. He rarely made people wait, and he liked to get straight to the point. Perhaps only when Jurchens or Europeans came to see him, he would put on a show of dignity and ask the other party to wait a little longer.
This not only weakens the other party's will, but also puts more pressure on the other party. After all, whether they are Jurchens or Europeans, they come to see Yu Guozhen because they want something from Yu Guozhen.
"The slave is the pearl of the Yehenalan family. But from today on, there is no Jurchen Yehenalan family, only the Han shepherd slave Nalan family."
Although Nalan Mingzhu was nervous and sweat climbed onto his forehead, he still spoke smoothly. And he can speak very fluent Chinese.
¡°Your Chinese is pretty good, who did you learn it from?¡± Yu Guozhen put down his tea cup and asked slowly.
"It'sit's Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanme."
"Oh, it turns out it's them How are they doing now? Are they still alive?"
Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo were on the list of traitors in the Chinese Army, so they followed Jianlu wholeheartedly. Even after Dorgon's defeat, they followed Duoduo, and after Duoduo was stabbed to death, they switched to Daishan - anyway, for them, it was just a change of master.
Just like now, Daishan died of old age and illness, and there was civil strife within the Jianlu people again, so they again made suggestions for Daishan's grandson Chang Adai, but this time they failed and were defeated by the chaotic tribes. Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo was killed, while Chang Adai fled far away and went to join the Rakshasa people.
Yu Guozhen received secret reports on these matters, but they were much simpler than what Nalan Mingzhu said personally. Especially the news about the Rakshasa people. These bear-like people who are hardy and cold-tolerant, even eat humans when there is little food in winter. This is even more cruel than the Jianlu.
For Yu Guozhen, the Rakshasa people are definitely not unexpected enemies.
He knows that polar bears¡¯ greed for warm land is rooted in their bones. They dream of washing their boots on the warm southern beaches. If the Anglo-Saxons are insidious snakes who have been the source of many troubles for mankind for a long time, then the Rakshasa is a wild boar that breaks into the owner's vegetable garden and devours everything greedily.
If his guess was correct, then the Rakshasa people the Jurchens encountered north of the Black Water were just hired hooligans and scoundrels who had received certain military training, and there might have been some Cossacks among them.
However, the speed of the Rakshasa people's advance still surprised him.
From Nalan PearlAccording to the precise information obtained in ?, the Rakshasa people have established three strongholds in the eastern part of the North Sea (Lake Baikal), and using these three strongholds as springboards, they quickly invaded toward the southeast and established more than a dozen fortresses and strongholds along the river. , using rivers in summer and ice for transportation in winter. Moreover, the Rakshasa people are very determined to advance and their goal is extremely clear, which is the northeastern part of China.
Yu Guozhen didn't know that this was one of the changes that his arrival had brought to history. The prosperity of China had long spread in Europe. For the Rakshasa people who could not come to China from the sea to make a fortune, they could go eastward and cross the frigid tundra. Heading towards China, where the legendary sun rises and shines brightly, became their only choice.
So they came to the east in advance and met Jianlu in advance. And this time it was the will of the Rakshasa Tsar, so more people came to the Far East than in history.
"Do Rakshasa people really eat people?" Yu Guozhen asked again.
"Yesyes!" Nalan Mingzhu's body trembled.
Yu Guozhen nodded, looking at this Jurchen who was originally the rabbit¡¯s natural enemy, Prime Minister Xuan Ye, after a while, he said calmly: ¡°I understand this matter.¡±
"I would like to ask Your Majesty to be my slave"
"Wait a minute, I didn't say I wanted to help you." Yu Guozhen interrupted: "Five years ago, after Dorgon invaded and was destroyed, I sent an envoy to the Jurchen tribes, asking you to abandon your weapons and move inland and surrender. Under the Chinese military flag. But you refused. In the past five years, I have sheltered the Jurchen tribes who surrendered more than once, but instead of surrendering, you have repeatedly tried to cause trouble for me. Now you are forced by the Rakshasa people into unbearable If you live here, come and surrender - do you think our country in China is a hotel where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Yu Guozhen¡¯s rebuke made Nalan Mingzhu afraid to breathe.
If ordinary people say this. It only proves that this person is not capable enough, but Yu Guozhen said this with a domineering air. Moreover, Yu Guozhen's next words are even more domineering: "The people of China are the soil of China. Anyone who has evil intentions must pay the price!"
"Yes, I understand, and the whole family is willing to pay the price." After hesitating for a moment, Nalan Mingzhu finally said firmly.
"It's not Fulin, mother and son this price alone is not enough."
"This slave knows that when he comes, the whole family will decide that he will be a herdsman for the master for three hundred years, and the master will just drive him!"
Yu Guozhen smiled slightly.
"How many people are left in your tribe?"
"Thirtythirty thousand"
"Is it young adults or all men, women and children?"
"all."
Xia Yunyi heard this number. He took a slight breath of air.
It has only been five years since then, and there are only 30,000 Jurchens left who have fled north of the Black Water. They had taken more than 100,000 people there.
He looked at Yu Guozhen with even greater admiration. At first, Yu Guozhen did not send a large army to attack directly. There was considerable dissatisfaction among the people, including Xia Yunyi, who also felt that Yu Guozhen was indulgent. But now that I think about it, Yu Guozhen solved the border troubles that had plagued the Ming Dynasty for many years without even a single blow!
"More than 30,000 people I understand, 1,500 of you will be selected as dead soldiers to serve as guides for the Chinese army. The rest must be punished for the crimes committed by various Jurchen tribes - any punishment, you Do you accept them all?¡±
Yu Guozhen's request made Xia Yunyi once again cast complex eyes on him.
It seems that Yu Guozhen agreed to Nalan Mingzhu¡¯s request, but in fact, Yu Guozhen did the most cruel thing: forcing Nalan Mingzhu to agree, using the last strength of the Jurchen tribe to serve as a dead soldier.
The so-called dead soldiers are people who may be sent on a fatal mission at any time. There are only more than 30,000 Jurchens left, so the number of brave and skilled warriors among them is only two to three thousand at most. After withdrawing 1,500, the remaining Jurchens almost completely lost their ability to protect themselves.
Nalan Mingzhu also understands this, but as long as the young and old in the tribe can survive, such sacrifices are necessary.
"Thank you for your generosity, Master, my servants can finally finally be able to bathe in the sunshine of Master"
Jianlu was also quite good at flattering him, and Nalan Mingzhu was already eloquent, and had learned it for a long time from Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan, two traitors who were accustomed to flattering Jianlu, so at least he was a flatterer. The standard is close to the first-class level of Confucian scholars among the Han people. Of course Yu Guozhen did not accept this trick. He glanced at Xia Yunyi and said, "Mr. Xia, what do you think of dealing with the Jurchen tribes in this way?"
"The Jurchens must re-divide their various ministries and not unify them again." Xia Yunyi suggested: "If they order unification, they must be re-unified."?Other minds. "
Yu Guozhen smiled and nodded. He was not afraid that the Jurchens would be disloyal again. There were only 30,000 Jurchens left. Even if they wanted to develop further, they needed a suitable environment, and Yu Guozhen's treatment of them was not as simple as he said now. He wanted to pull out all the firepower and completely take away the Jurchen tribes from the white mountains and black waters that allowed them to grow and develop.
Since they are willing to be herdsmen, let them serve as herdsmen for China and supply the wool and leather needed by China's industry.
Nalan Mingzhu heard this, but she didn¡¯t dare to say a word of objection. If they, the Jurchens, were not at the end of their rope, why would they shave their heads and come to seek help from Yu Guozhen?
However, he still wanted to fight for his tribe as much as possible, so after a pause, he whispered: "This slave brought some small gifts with him on this trip, and he is with Fulin's mother and son. I expect that we will be able to do it in the next few days." When the day comes that my master ascends the throne, I will offer it to you to express my feelings."
"Haha, everyone will join in the fun. Yesterday there was a man from Europe who claimed to be the envoy of the French monarch. He happened to come to congratulate the founding of China." When Yu Guozhen talked about this, he suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Chen Wozi came with them, Mr. Xia, you haven¡¯t seen Chen Wozi for a long time, right?"
Xia Yunyi was delighted when he heard that Chen Zilong was also here: "It is China's great joy for all nations to come to court. Xia is here to congratulateyour majesty!"
He called Yu Guozhen "Your Majesty" for the first time. Although he was a little slow and hesitant, he was sincere. . . )
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