"Lao San, as long as we take back Nurgandusi, we can place the entire Tatar Oara under the military front of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, no matter what Tatars or Oara they are, they can only be used by the Ming Dynasty. shepherd……"

In the Qianqing Palace, standing in front of a complete picture of the Kunyu of the Ming Dynasty, the energetic little fat man pointed to the area marked with the words 'Nuer Gandusi', and turned to look at Wang Bing.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Bing, who had been responding to him just now, was leaning on his chair and dozing off just when he was scolding Fang Qiu for pointing the way.

"The third child!"

"Ah? Well, Brother Zhu is right, just do what Brother Zhu said!"

After quickly raising his hand to wipe the halazi at the corner of his mouth, Wang Bing, who was awakened by the little fat man, quickly started to talk casually.

"Third brother, this is you. If it were anyone else, who would be summoned by the emperor would not be cautious and cautious!"

Seeing Wang Bing's perfunctory look, the little fat man couldn't help but be speechless.

You know, although the corrupt civil servants and gentry in the Ming Dynasty were a huge group, they only dared to do some dirty tricks behind the scenes.

Therefore, although the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was miserably criticized by the civil servants and gentry, he was still an emperor with real power after all, and was not comparable to Zhou Ren's previous empty-headed emperor.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I had insomnia last night and didn't sleep well!"

Faced with the little fat man's complaints, Wang Bing, who had been working hard all night, quickly laughed and made random excuses.

"I don't care if you have insomnia or if you have been fooling around all night, just tell me whether this method will work!"

Glancing angrily at Wang Bing, who was obviously overworked, the little fat man pointed at the slave Gandusi on the Kunyu map, and then roughly repeated what he said before.

"Brother Zhu, if you just want to defeat or even drive the Tatars away from the grassland, why bother to spend so much effort to recover Nuergandusi? With the strength of our Ming Dynasty, it is not enough to plow the grassland directly. Is it difficult?"

After figuring out the little fat man's intention of taking back Nuer Gandusi, Wang Bing shook his head disdainfully.

It's not that Wang Bing is not interested in taking back Nurgandusi, a black land full of 'treasures', but if it is just to use it to contain the Tatars, it is really overkill and too wasteful.

You know, the current Ming Dynasty, whether in terms of economic strength or military strength, is not comparable to the Wanli Dynasty in the original history. Therefore, if it is just to eliminate the threat of the Tatars, there is no need to engage in a two-sided attack. of.

"Of course I know that with the current strength of our Ming Dynasty army, defeating the Tatars is naturally not a problem. But what I want is not only to defeat them, nor to kill them all. What I want is for them to surrender to the Ming Dynasty from generation to generation and serve the Ming Dynasty for generations. The Ming Dynasty herded horses and herded sheep!”

"Therefore, Nuer Gandusi must be taken back and firmly in the hands of the Ming Dynasty like the land within the pass!"

He slapped the place on Nuergandusi on the map, and the little fat man said fiercely with a proud look on his face.

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"Your Majesty, just like defeating the Tatars, with the current strength of our Great Tomorrow Army, we can deal with some barbarian slave chiefs and recover Nuergandusi without any difficulty. But if we want to defend it like a mainland province, hehe, it will take a long time. The money is not a small amount!”

After figuring out the little fat man's ambition, Wang Bing couldn't help but look at the 'miser' in his impression with a wicked smile.

However, to his surprise, the little fat man who had been in pain even if he modified a flintlock gun was now so generous that Wang Bing couldn't believe it.

"Isn't it just money? I am so poor now that all I have left is money, hahahaha!"

In Wang Bing's disbelieving eyes, the little fat man, the 'miser', waved his hand in a very condescending manner.

"As long as your majesty doesn't feel bad about spending money, I can guarantee that your majesty will get your slave Gandusi back!"

Seeing that the little fat man was serious, Wang Bing also solemnly promised.

"Haha, just taking it back won't do it. You have to take care of it for me!"

To Wang Bing's surprise again, the little fat man actually wanted to put the burden of governance on Wang Bing's shoulders.

"What, governance? I said, Your Majesty, are you not unconscious? No, no, I am only responsible for fighting. You should find other civil servants to manage the place!"

When Wang Bing heard that the little fat man wanted him to govern this slave Gandusi, Wang Bing immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Just kidding, with his status as a relative and a military general, if he also does the work of a civil servant, he will really be causing trouble for himself.

You know, the reason why he even dares to do things like cutting stones to offer sacrifices to heaven is because he does not have any permanent position in the court.

Therefore, when the little fat man asked him to govern the place, Wang Bing naturally refused without even thinking about it.

"Civil officials? I mean, third child, you don't know the virtues of those civil servants. Although these people have improved after Mr. Zhang's rectification, in the past few years, the administration has declined again!"

"If we let those civil servants who only know how to control the situation, it may not take a few years for the soldiers to return to the place where they fought bloody battles, but they will have to give up again. So far, what kind of effort have I been doing?"

Seeing that Wang Bing was unwilling to accept the move, the little fat man, who knew Wang Bing's temperament well, did not force him, he just treated him affectionately and rationally.

"Brother Zhu, it's not that I don't want to help you. Firstly, I don't have this experience. Secondly, our Ming Dynasty has an ancestral system, and relatives are not allowed to hold permanent positions in the court. If I really take over this task, I will

At this time, the impeachment memorial will be flying all over the sky..."

For a long time, in political matters, Wang Bing always gave the little fat man advice behind his back, which is fine. But if he wants to end it himself, then forget it. There is no way, he can't play with those old officials!

"Third brother, even if you ignore our brotherhood, for the sake of your eldest sister, you still have to help your nephew, right? Don't you want to see that the Ming Dynasty that Chang Luo took over is a far-off Hantang?

of prosperity?"

Pointing in the direction of the East Palace where Prince Zhu Changluo lived, the little fat man even used the family card.

"Come on, if I really promise you this, I will be impeached and become Wang Mang's second best! Besides, when the time comes, I will have soldiers and money, so you are not afraid that I will succeed.

An?shan?"

Glancing at the little fat man, Wang Bing couldn't help but said with a joking smile.

"Third brother, don't talk to me about this! If I didn't believe you, would I leave the Ming Dynasty's most elite army in your hands? Besides, if you really had that intention, wouldn't you have done more when you were in Japan?

convenient?"
Chapter completed!