The Ming Dynasty started with caution

"Your Majesty, I think it is inappropriate to send Wang Shouren to quell the rebellion. The chieftain's attitude towards the court is inconsistent and cunning like a fox. This son is young, and I am afraid that he will suffer a hidden disadvantage.

Why not let Chen Guangping, the governor of Guangdong, lead the troops to put down the rebellion? " Qin Hong, the Minister of War, said.

Before he became the Minister of War, he was guarding the nine sides. He had never heard of Wang Shouren's deeds, but he knew that Wang Shouren was the son of Wang Hua.

"Master Qin, can you please listen to me?" Yan Chengjin asked.

Emperor Hongzhi, Li Dongyang and others looked over, and Yan Chengjin took a step forward: "It will take a year and a half to eradicate the chieftains, or ten years at a slower time. If Japanese pirates and pirates invade Guangdong, who will rule it?"

Qin Hong fell into deep thought, what the cautious boy said made sense.

Yan Chengjin continued: "Destroy the enemies in the mountains, and break the difficulties in the heart. This trip is not only to quell the chaos, but more importantly, to educate the Li people. There is no one in the world who is more knowledgeable about education than Wang Shouren, including all of you here."

Xie Qian frowned, obviously a little unhappy.

Li Dongyang and others cast angry glances.

Yan Chengjin lowered his head and didn't look at them.

If Hainan adopts the use of caves to control Li, a very powerful Li people will emerge. This person is called Fu Nanshe. Sending others will not solve the fundamental problem.

From the beginning of the Ming Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li chaos was suppressed time and time again. If the bandits were not educated, they would still be bandits after all.

"Let Wang Shouren be the censor and pacify Hainan." Emperor Hongzhi took a fancy to Wang Shouren's military ability and wanted to see if he could quell the Li rebellion in Hainan.

"The number of troops dispatched this time will probably be one hundred thousand," Yan Chengjin said seriously.

Emperor Hongzhi and Li Dongyang almost choked to death.

"The chieftain of Yan Qing's family has never been trained, and he is far less fierce than the Tatars. Three thousand soldiers and horses are enough!" Emperor Hongzhi looked strange.

Sending an army of 100,000 troops to Hainan is a long journey and is enough to drain the national treasury.

Traveling thousands of miles to get a toast, Emperor Hongzhi felt like walking on a mule.

Yan Chengjin said, "Your Majesty, could you please add a thousand more field camps?"

"Okay, no more." Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

Although he didn't know what corn was, it was worthy of Yan Chengjin to go to war and add a thousand men to the expedition, which was his bottom line.

Yan Chengjin had no choice but to give up.

From the beginning of the Ming Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were more than 200 Li rebellions in Hainan. The Little Ice Age was severe, and there was no rice to pay taxes, so they simply rebelled.

As a result, during the Wanli period, the Li rebellion there was extremely serious. Later, Wanli realized the importance of that land and ordered people to quell the chaos and open up wasteland.

"Li Kang has only cultivated a thousand hectares of land. Hainan has been fully cultivated. I don't know how long it will take. If all the land is cultivated, the national treasury's grain reserves will increase significantly."

Yan Chengjin wanted to transfer the entire army from the Beijing camp to Hainan, but he was afraid that His Majesty would not agree.

Hainan is a food production machine.

You can plant it all year round, without stopping.

Emperor Hongzhi was worried about Jiubian's military pay, so it was natural to think so.

After a while.

The Ministry of War issued an order, the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated military pay, and an imperial edict went to the capital camp.

…

In Jingying, the snow has melted.

The sergeants were practicing swordsmanship and archery in the camp. Wang Shouren and Zhang Mao were playing chess in the camp. Zhang Mao was scratching his head, but Wang Shouren was silent.

"Leave me alone!"

"I have given the Duke ten sons."

There's no way to play anymore. He's a niang, and he can't beat this kid. Zhang Mao has a green face, and his chess skills are better than Marvin. It takes a long time to play a game of chess to determine the winner.

If you play with Wang Shouren, you can tell the winner in half an hour.

He can hit the target with an arrow within a hundred steps, he is proficient in arranging troops, he can make moves when he doesn't want to play chess, and he can win every time...

Zhang Mao felt that the person sitting in front of him was a monster...

"Boan."

Wang Shouren raised his head slightly and looked: "Huh?"

"Are you really human?"

"..."

At this moment, the curtain of the big tent was opened, and a soldier led the eunuch in, "Wang Shouren, the head of the Criminal Department, accepts the order!"

Wang Shouren and Zhang Mao knelt down, "Your Majesty, Wang Shouren, accepts the order!"

The little eunuch read in a joyful voice: "The Emperor is entrusted by heaven. The edict states that the chieftains of Hainan have looted military fields and violated the Ming Dynasty. Wang Shouren is specially ordered to go out to quell the rebellion and educate the chieftains."

Wang Shouren pondered for a moment, it was probably Brother Gao's idea again.

This kid was leaving, and Zhang Mao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Wang, accept the order!"

Wang Shouren received the imperial decree. Hainan was a place where prisoners were exiled and had always been desolate. The Ming Dynasty had few guard stations in Hainan and Guangdong was responsible for its management.

Where did the military field come from?

There must be food in the military fields, and the chieftains would plunder it. But now in the ice and snow, everything is dry, how can food grow in Hainan?

Wang Shouren had many doubts.

After packing his bags and saying goodbye to Zhang Mao, he returned to the palace.

When Wang Hua heard that his son was going to the place of exile in Hainan, his legs were unsteady, but he stood up straight in front of his son.

Wang Tianxu was holding a bamboo stick and standing behind Wang Hua with his mouth slightly open, watching him pack his luggage.

"Yun'er, you are not a military attaché, why would the imperial court send you to Hainan?"

"It's Brother Gao who is admonishing me. Father, please take care and calm down the chaos in Li. I will come back," Wang Shouren said.

Wang Hua glanced at his son with disgust: "What is Yan Chengjin's intention? First he admonished you to go to Annan, and then he exposed the shortcomings of the capital camp. There was no escape from death. You believe him!"

"I believe in you, Brother Gao." Wang Shouren lowered his head slightly and saluted Wang Hua.

Wang Hua snorted coldly. He was upset because he didn't listen to the father and listened to an outsider...

"In the world, only Brother Gao has been helping me seek the truth." Wang Shouren said.

Wang Hua acted calmly: "What truth?"

"The truth of a saint!" Wang Shouren said seriously: "In the world, Brother Gao is the only one who believes that I can become a saint. He always says that I have the aura of a saint..."

You fool, you really listened to the compliments of others!

Wang Hua didn't dare to hit Wang Shouren. He glanced at Wang Tianxu next to him and suddenly tensed up.

He could only watch his son leave.

After leaving the palace, Wang Shouren came to say goodbye to Yan Chengjin.

Yan Chengjin estimated that Wang Shouren would arrive in Haikou in two months.

"After pacifying the rebellion in Li, using Confucian culture to educate the people there and let them know the law and etiquette is the way to long-term peace and stability."

"Brother Gao, what is this?" Wang Shouren was shocked, and three cars were transported.

"This is the Four Books and Five Classics that I asked the bookstore to print. Every household in the Li family has a set. It is more than enough. Have you understood what I said just now?"

"..."

According to the map sent back by Li Kang, the suburbs of Qiongzhou Prefecture that they reclaimed were only one-tenth of Qiongzhou Prefecture.

Wang Shouren asked the soldiers of the Tuntian Camp to leave the capital with three carts of books.

...

Korea, Qinzheng Hall.

Han Jun returned to Seoul with the envoys and immediately entered the palace to present the imperial edict to Yeonsangun, respectfully saying: "Your Majesty, this is the imperial edict of the Ming Dynasty court, which ordered me to bring back."

Yeonsangun frowned slightly: "Where is your father?"

"The Ming Dynasty court kept him, saying that there was...another important matter." Han Jun's voice trembled when he spoke.

Yeonsangun was cruel, but he flattered the Ming Dynasty. If he knew that his father had stolen the treasures of the Ming Dynasty and destroyed the tributary relationship, he would definitely kill all ten clans.

"Why did you stay?" Yeonsangun's mouth curved into a crescent, staring straight at Han Jun.

"I...I don't know either."

Han Jun was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, raised his hands and buried his head in his sleeves.

Seeing that he dared not say a word, Yeonsangun opened the letter, and what annoyed him was.

After punching one envelope, there was another wax-sealed envelope...

After opening three envelopes in a row, he pulled out a small note.

After a moment, he suddenly laughed: "Your father can't come back, and you will be the counselor of the Ministry of Works in the future."

Several ministers standing aside exchanged glances frantically.

Han Jun was a deputy minister of the Ministry of Households, and was promoted to counselor of the Ministry of Works, directly promoted to the third rank!

"Your Majesty, the matter of promotion should be decided after discussion by the Yizheng Palace."

Burning the letter in the brazier, Yeonsangun smiled: "No need, Han Simen and his son have made great contributions, and I will decide for myself. What about the tribute?"

"It's...outside the palace."

Han Jun couldn't believe it. He hadn't seen the letter. It was a man named Yan who asked him to give it to Yeonsangun. It was not some bullshit imperial decree at all.

How is it possible? How could he be promoted?

"What on earth did he write..."

Outside the palace,

Yeonsan-gun looked at several carts of the Four Books and Five Classics and cursed angrily.