Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 278 Chapter 278, Fan Wencheng's mission was successful, Gushi Khan insisted on going his own way

Lhasa.

On this plateau, the time for spring to return to the earth is always much slower than that at low altitudes.

Fan Wencheng walked briskly, half a body behind Rosh beside him.

Luo Shi tightened the collar of his coat, snorted, and said, "This damn place is much colder than his mother's mountain!"

Luo Shi is a serious Jianzhou Jurchen, the second generation of barbarians killed from the mountains, but even he couldn't bear the severe cold on the plateau.

Fan Wencheng said with a smile: "My lord, don't worry, after Gushi Khan dispatches troops, we will naturally be able to follow King Khan back to the Central Plains."

When Luo Shi heard this, he was also a little fascinated: "Don't tell me, I also followed the late emperor to Jinan a few years ago. The Han men there are all useless, and they kill each other, but the women are quite energetic, compared to us Jurchen. The tigress is too tender."

Fan Wencheng didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is right, our Qing Dynasty is invincible, and naturally it is not something those small civilians can handle."

Luo Shi let out a sigh of emotion: "It's a pity that since the death of the first emperor, our Qing Dynasty has not obtained too much advantage from the Ming Dynasty in these years. I don't know when we will go to Jinan next time to have a good time and get it."

Fan Wencheng said with a smile: "The Ming Dynasty is now really in trouble. As long as the Qing Dynasty delays it for another two years, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably break out of civil strife due to years of war. By then, the opportunity for the Qing Dynasty to take over the Central Plains will come, and your wish will also come true." It has come true. Maybe Your Majesty and the King will grant you a Jinan title, and then you can sleep with as many Chinese women as you want, up to ten a day."

Although Luo Shi knew that Fan Wencheng's words were mostly flattering, but after thinking about it carefully, he was a little fascinated and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Fan, let's sleep together then!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, the two saw Gushi Khan.

Gushi Khan seemed to have not woken up yet, he yawned, and said to the two of them, "Ben Khan has a piece of news to tell you. According to Ben Khan's information, a Ming army will arrive soon. Xi'an, launched an attack on Qinghai."

Luo Shi and Fan Wencheng looked at each other, and they both saw happy expressions on each other's faces.

Luo Shi immediately said: "Dear Khan, the Han people have always regarded the Mongols as enemies of the Tartars, and this time they took the initiative to challenge your majesty. It is really infuriating. As your loyal ally, we, the Qing Dynasty, are willing to Together with you, we will attack the Ming Kingdom and carve up the rich and prosperous Central Plains."

Gushi Khan waved his hand and said: "Didn't you all make it clear what you need to say a few months ago? I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. An army will soon be mobilized in Qinghai to fight against the Ming Dynasty. You go to Qinghai tomorrow, and write to your emperor to coordinate, don't make it just us and Shuo Te fighting alone."

Luo Shi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Khan, don't you send troops yourself?"

Gushi Khan laughed loudly: "It's only a mere [-] Ming troops. Do you think I'm qualified to let Ben Khan go out in person? Don't worry, Ben Khan's ten sons are stationed in Qinghai, and there are more than [-] cavalry. Impossible to be their opponent."

Luo Shi wanted to say something else, but Fan Wencheng on the side quickly said: "King Khan is right, fifty thousand cavalry is enough to conquer Shaanxi. I don't know which prince of King Khan we should contact at that time. Woolen cloth?"

Gushi Khan waved his hand and said, "The eldest son of this king, Chaolu, will be the commander-in-chief this time. You just go to him."

Fan Wencheng gently tugged on Rosh's sleeve, then smiled and said to Gushi Khan: "We understand what King Khan means, then we will retire."

After a while, Luo Shi who walked out of the palace was obviously a little unhappy, and said coldly: "Mr. Fan, why didn't you let me explain clearly just now?"

Fan Wencheng smiled and said: "Do you want Gushi Khan to conquer it himself?"

Luo Shi nodded and said: "That's natural, he obviously made an agreement with our Daqing before."

Fan Wencheng said: "My lord Luo Shi, it's the so-called one moment and another moment. In the past few months, haven't you discovered that there is actually a force close to the Ming Kingdom in Lhasa?"

Rosh snorted and said, "You mean those monks? They are just tools used by Gush Khan to rule the people. What kind of power can they have?"

Fan Wencheng shook his head and said: "Sir, you only know one thing but not the other. The monks may not be able to control Gushi Khan, but they can control Gushi Khan's people. Unless Gushi Khan really wants to fight with them A complete break, otherwise we still have to listen to their opinions."

Luo Shi obviously understood it completely, and said: "So you think the real reason why Gush Khan didn't go to the army himself is the advice of these monks?"

Fan Wencheng nodded and said, "Exactly."

Rosh was a little annoyed: "Then how do we complete our mission?"

Fan Wencheng smiled slightly and said: "The real bases of the Heshuote tribe are in southern Xinjiang and Qinghai, but now southern Xinjiang has been occupied by the Junggar tribe, so Qinghai has become the only base camp of Heshuote. Fifty thousand people from Qinghai The cavalry is definitely the elite of the Heshuo special elite, as long as this army can destroy the incoming [-] Ming army and go straight to the city of Xi'an, your lord, you will be a well-deserved first achievement in the Qing Dynasty!"

Rosh's eyes lit up, and he said, "Really?"

Fan Wencheng said: "It's absolutely true!"

Rosh laughed: "Then what are you waiting for? I don't want to stay in this cold place for a long time!"

After Luo Shi and Fan Wencheng left, another figure walked into the hall.

"The poor monk has seen King Khan."

Judging from Gushi Khan's expression, he seems not surprised by the arrival of this eminent monk: "The envoys of the Qing Dynasty have already gone to Qinghai. This Khan has fulfilled your wishes this time. You should be satisfied."

The eminent monk sighed and said, "Why does King Khan have to oppose Daming? If King Khan is willing to surrender to Ming, the poor monk is willing to mediate and let Ming recognize King Khan's rule over the entire plateau."

Gushi Khan laughed loudly: "I am the upright descendant of Genghis Khan's golden family. How could I submit to the Han country that was trampled by us Mongols back then? Monk, you may be far superior to Ben Khan in Buddhism, but In terms of secular matters, let Ben Khan decide."

The eminent monk was silent for a while and said: "Is the Battle of Qinghai really inevitable?"

Gushi Khan said coldly: "From the moment the Ming Dynasty sent troops, this battle was inevitable. The Khan's army will go straight in, at least they have to conquer Xi'an, so that they can completely vent their anger. .”

The eminent monk stopped talking, bowed to Gushi Khan, and left.

Gushhan looked at the back of the eminent monk leaving, and after a long time, he sneered.

"This plateau is my king's plateau, but it's not your monks' turn to make the decision!"

(End of this chapter)