These years of being the queen mother!

A night without dreams.When the sun was rising in the morning, Empress Dowager Yang ate some porridge and side dishes as usual, and then went to wake up Zhu Cilin who was still lying in bed and unwilling to get up.After Zhu Cilin finished grooming and had a simple breakfast, they leisurely went to the Golden Luan Hall together for the morning court.

The content of the morning court today was the same as usual, the military officials kept quiet, and the civil servants were talking about trivial matters there.The little emperor Zhu Cilin had listened to the lawsuits this morning, and when he came down from court, he still felt dizzy, so he couldn't help complaining to Empress Dowager Yang.

"These officials are all fucking nonsense!"

"Emperor, you are swearing." Empress Dowager Yang, who was drinking tea to moisten her throat, put the teacup in her hand on the tea table beside her, and said with a flat face. "As an emperor, remember to hide your emotions and anger!"

"Isn't I too angry?" Zhu Cilin pursed her lips a little bit aggrieved. "Mother, you heard it too. These guys finished their business in a few words, but they just talked about trivial matters. This is when the Golden Luan Palace is a vegetable market!"

"Take it as watching a play!" Empress Dowager Yang raised her lips, smiled slightly, and said with a smile. "Every day, someone will perform a monkey show for you. You should be happy. What are you doing with this look?"

Looking at the problem from a different perspective, Zhu Cilin felt that Queen Mother Yang was right, these guys are performing monkey shows every day, and she couldn't help saying with a smile on her face. "Mother, you are polite."

"Since I think Ai's words are polite, let's help Ai's family review the papers today. After a few days of lazy work, I have saved almost half of the papers."

"Empress mother, son-in-law know."

So the mother and son, who had had enough rest, moved to the main hall of Qianqing Palace to concentrate on dealing with the backlog.Most of these papers were submitted by the local government through post stations in a hurry. Except for the governors of Shanxi and Shaanxi who still reported their worries but not good news, and asked to open granaries to relieve the hungry people, most of the submissions were trivial matters.

Empress Dowager Yang glanced at it roughly, drew a circle with a Chinese ink brush, and left a message "Ai Jia knows", even if the review was completed, she threw it aside.

Originally, Zhu Cilin only typed √, but when he saw Empress Dowager Yang reviewing the papers in this way, he also began to leave a message in the blank space behind the papers with four big red characters, "I got it"...

The mother and son worked together in a division of labor, and within a short while reviewed the papers for small matters, leaving only the more important papers aside...

"Floods have appeared in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. It seems that this year's tax and money will be a little tight again."

Empress Dowager Yang threw the booklet signed by the governors of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces on the desk, rubbed her sore wrist, and said melancholy to Zhu Cilin who was about to turn into a kitten. "When will this day be the end!"

"Who knows. But this year's birth is much better than when I first ascended the throne. In my opinion, as long as there are no scenes of thousands of miles of bare land and starving people, it is a good year."

"That's a good point. It's the queen mother who is in trouble."

Isn't it like what Zhu Cilin said, as long as there are not a large number of hungry people, it is a good year.As for the natural disasters that happen from time to time, Nima is used to it, okay?

Empress Dowager Yang singled out the report of the natural disaster and handed it over to the central cabinet members to handle it.Although the ability of Shi Fenglai, the chief assistant of the cabinet, is just that, but fortunately, he is still sincere and sincere in doing things, so Empress Dowager Yang is happy to let Shi Fenglai continue to sit firmly in the position of chief assistant.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, summer is over and autumn is here.And just as Empress Dowager Yang had predicted, just after half of autumn, the weather suddenly turned cold, and within a few days, heavy snow arrived, sweeping almost half of the northern towns including Beijing and Tianjin.

Under the heavy snowfall, most of the fields had poor harvests. Fortunately, the Central Court mobilized the people to grab most of the grain and grass under the reminder of the officials of the Qin Tianjian.With this part of the grain harvested as a guarantee, this early winter will not be so difficult.However, the group of nomads outside the Northern Pass who live by grazing are miserable...

Every winter, when there is a snowstorm and the grass is dry and the horses are thin, the northern nomads will go south to loot and plunder the grass and valleys, so that the herdsmen in the tribe can survive the cold winter safely.

During the reign of Emperor Tianqi, the Tatars did this. Every time they disturbed the peace of the people on the northern frontier, they used it to develop and grow.

Of course, this is the past. Ever since the little emperor Zhu Cilin came to power, Mingda, who went to Liaodong to guard the country for his nephew, resolutely implemented the policy of "strengthening the wall and clearing the wild".Not to mention strengthening the defenses of the Great Wall checkpoints at ordinary times. When autumn comes, Mingda will move the Han people who live and farm outside the pass back to the pass. I hate it so much.

The same is true this year.Because midsummer is cooler than usual, Mingda learned from the field officials who are proficient in farming that this year’s winter is likely to be earlier than in previous years. The grain was then returned to the pass early.

Sure enough, just a few days after returning to the customs, a blizzard that was rare in a century swept across the entire Liaodong and the entire grassland...

Sudden changes in the weather caused the deaths of cattle and sheep on a large scale. Even the arable land ordered by Huang Taiji in Shengjing to be reclaimed for growing grain, because of no precautions, caused a large number of crops in the field to freeze to death...

Such a worsening plight has caused complaints from the herdsmen and the people under the rule who have turned into farmers, and the voice of going south to grazing the valley is getting louder...

In such a situation, even though Huang Taiji doesn't really want to fight Daming at the moment, he has to consider the survival of the people and herdsmen under his rule, and agrees to the proposal of uniting with various Mongolian ministries to go south to loot the border and raid grass valleys to survive the winter.

Seven days after the blizzard hit, beside the Yalu River, there was a small county located in the southernmost part of Liaodong, which was not large but was under the jurisdiction of Liaodong.

At this time, the Yalu River was still extremely clear due to the continuous snowstorm, but there were thin ice floes sporadically scattered on it, and the blue waves were rippling, rushing into the sea at a slow speed.On the north bank of the river, there was a dense crowd of soldiers of the Ming army in full armor and military uniforms. The scattered boats on the river were as dense as star flags.

"Master Wei, will the Tartar soldiers really cross the Yalu River and enter Liaodong from Li County (fabricated)?" The wind was blowing slowly, and Yuan Chonghuan was wearing a steel armor, a steel helmet, and a black cloak, his gaze was as firm as firm Shi's opponent stood by the river, facing Ming Da who was looking at the boats with the Ming flag on the river.

"There's nothing to be suspicious about." Mingda, who was wearing a quilted double-breasted jacket and dressed as a literati, replied proudly. "The blizzard is coming, we have officials from the Qin Tianjian in Daming to warn us in advance, and we have suffered losses. The tartars who have no precautions are afraid that it will be even more difficult! The pastures are dead, cattle and sheep are frozen to death in large areas, and the farmland that has been reclaimed is probably grainless. In order to rule the people and save their lives, the Tartar chieftains must invade the Dacao Valley in a large scale. It is a matter of life and death. In this battle, the Tartars must try their best to fight to the death. If they win, the whole clan will survive and grow stronger. If we win, then we will fight There will be no border relations for at least ten years."

No matter how brave and fearless the Manchurian Tartars are, it is a disadvantage in terms of numbers.As long as they are disabled this time, no matter how ambitious Tai Chi is, he will not dare to invade the border again for at least ten years before the next batch of young Tartars grow up!

"This is a battle that is about the life and death of the Tartars, and it is also an opportunity for us to fight the disabled Tartars with all our strength. We must seize this opportunity fiercely and let the Tartars take a good look at it. Our Liaodong defenders are not just good at defense."

Mingda looked at the densely packed boats on the river, and suddenly felt a burst of pride in his heart.This is his sister, using the navy trained in the private treasury and led by Qi Chengzhi. Like this, we must let the tartars have a good understanding of what is the power of the Ming Dynasty, and what is the meaning of those who violate the strong Ming will be punished even if they are far away.

At this moment, a boat cut through the waves on the river, galloping like an arrow leaving a bow.When they got to the shore, a scout rushed off the boat, hurried to a place only a few steps away from Mingda, and said anxiously.

"Tell Cheng Engong, the general will find out that about 3 people from the Tazi cavalry and the Goryeo navy are heading towards the river, and they are now ten miles away!"

Mingda smiled coldly, and suddenly pulled out the Xiuchun knife hanging obliquely from his waist, pointed it at the sky, and roared loudly. "Pass my order, all soldiers, cross the river together."

Yuan Chonghuan and others on the side clasped their fists together, and eagerly asked the guards to play the semaphore and let the subordinates board the ship for the first time.Afterwards, thousands of sails raced to the other side of the Yalu River, causing splashes on the river.

Speaking of which, this time, together with the Guandong iron cavalry led by Yuan Chonghuan, plus the infantry led by Mangui, plus the archers with firearms led by Mingda, plus the navy under Qi Chengzhi, the number reached [-].If this fails to send the Tartar cavalry and the Goryeo water army to the King of Hades, Mingda feels that he should commit suicide decisively and apologize without the need for others to say!

Soon, boats sailed to the opposite bank. Ten thousand Kanto cavalry, [-] infantry, and [-] archers quickly got off the boat and rushed ashore.Ten thousand Guandong iron cavalry went first, and the thunderous hoofbeats brought up a cloud of dust all over the sky, rushing towards the camps of the Tartar soldiers and the Koryo water army...

Rumbling, horseshoes sound like thunder!

Yuan Chonghuan, who was galloping ahead, suddenly pulled the reins lightly, and the brown horse with floating white hooves that was riding under him stopped.As Yuan Chonghuan stretched out his gun, the cavalry behind him also stopped slowly.

Looking at the oncoming Tartar soldiers with arrows on their backs and half-moon-shaped scimitars that can kill people and cut horses' legs, Yuan Chonghuan smiled contemptuously and shouted loudly.

"Array, meet the enemy!"

The author has something to say: Second update o(╥﹏╥)o, the fucking war scene is too difficult to write, I really want to write W┭┮﹏┭┮!