Please ask me to be the emperor

"What is the situation in the Ming Dynasty now!" Hongtai, the Khan of Jin Kingdom, asked with a sad look on his face while sniffing.

And his most favored Fujin Borjijit Hailanzhu was now holding a bowl and kneeling in front of Mrs. Hong, with a worried look on her face because of Mrs. Hong's nosebleeds that continued to flow.

"King Khan, are you okay?" When Fan Wencheng saw this scene, his right eyelid couldn't help but beat wildly.

Could it be that the nagging "Taoist Zhang" really got it right, that King Khan is about to die soon?

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng couldn't help but shudder.

Don’t look at the Jin’s success in conquering the East and the West, but in fact it is all supported by the efforts of the Khan King Hongtai.

If Mrs. Hong is gone, most of the remaining Belles will be reckless warriors, and it will be difficult for them to achieve great things after all.

"It's okay, it's an old problem, it's nothing!" Mrs. Hong waved her hand and said impatiently, "Let's get down to business!"

Fan Wencheng didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly responded honestly: "Bao Chengxian has sent spies and contacted border merchants to make noises about 'suppressing the thieves and returning them to the soil'."

"It's just that the Ming Dynasty was severely injured by the Shun thieves. The three sides and four towns were completely devastated, and they didn't dare to move lightly for a while."

"Didn't you mobilize the elite Sichuan Army?" In the bloody battle at Hunhe River in the past, Hou Jin was still frightened by the beating of the elite Sichuan Army of the Ming Army, so Huang Taiji couldn't help but have some expectations.

"We have fewer people in Sichuan, Shaanxi and other places, and we don't know as much as Shanxi and Beizhi!" Fan Wencheng hesitated and said.

"I heard that when the Shun rebels occupied Shaanxi, Ma Xianglin, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty, led the Sichuan army into Shaanxi. However, after Liang Tingdong, the governor of the three sides, died in the battle, he disappeared. Maybe he was defeated and returned to Sichuan!"

The fact that Zhang Shun killed Ma Xianglin and accepted Zhang Fengyi is a matter of good opinion or bad.

Although he didn't want any face, the other rebel brothers still wanted some, so everyone simply avoided talking about it, which in turn misled Hong Tai and the others.

"That shouldn't be the case. The Ming Dynasty should have soldiers!" Hong Taijiu couldn't stand Hai Lanzhu's interference, so he stretched out his hand to press a nostril that was bleeding profusely, breathing loudly.

"Wang Dengku, Fan Yongdou and others stepped up their noise and urged Sun Chuanting to go to war."

"Be sure to 'advocate to the court that the troops are ready and it is time to send out troops to suppress the bandits'. If they refuse to send troops, it is 'supporting the bandits' self-respect and intending to separate the regime'!"

"King Khan is so resourceful and unpredictable!" Fan Wencheng was shocked when he heard this and couldn't help but clapped his horse.

Sun Chuanting had just arrived in Shanxi for more than two months, and his actions were already known to Hou Jin.

The clearing of farmland, the suppression of the powerful, and the training of soldiers have long caused complaints among the Shanxi gentry.

Some people even complained: "Submissive thieves still treat us as guests, but Sun Baigu treats me as an enemy?"

Someone else wrote a couplet, and Qian Jinqiu said in reply: "My descendants are all white bones, my descendants are all white bones!"

Sun Chuanting was only half angry to death, but when he took office as a new official, he did not have the prestige of "capturing King Chuang" like his previous life, so he had to write a letter to defend himself, smashing his teeth and swallowing blood.

If Hong Tai sends spies to make such noise again, no matter how powerful Sun Chuanting is, he may have to shed a layer of his skin even if he doesn't die this time.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we can get the Shun thieves to fight with the Ming Dynasty this time, we can reap the benefits!" Mrs. Hong smiled, but accidentally let go, and nosebleeds spurted out like arrows. He scoffed at Fan Wencheng.

"Thank you, King Khan!" Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness. Fan Wencheng didn't dare to criticize him, so he wiped his face and said with a smile.

"Go, go, you're scaring me!" This guy had blood stains on his face and looked disgusting. Mrs. Hong couldn't help but waved her hand.

"Slave, please retire!" Fan Wencheng heard this and said with a flattering smile.

"Wait!" Just as Fan Wencheng turned around, Mrs. Hong couldn't help but ask again, "How is the harvest this year? Is it enough?"

Isn’t this nonsense? How old have we been using it?

Fan Wencheng slandered and couldn't help but smile apologetically: "Fortunately, the harvest is good this year. It's just that Wang Dengku and Fan Yongdou are hoarding and driving up prices. It's really hateful."

"Last month we were told that the price of rice would increase by two cents per dou. Now it is two cents per dou and three cents per dou. Many people are complaining."

"How many months can we eat now?" How could Mrs. Hong not know the virtues of these eight merchants? However, if Hou Jin wanted to exchange the looted gold and silver for supplies and explore the intelligence inside the customs, they had to do it.

"I can eat it for another five or six months!" Fan Wencheng said with a wry smile.

"What's going on? Could it be that Wang Dengku, Fan Yongdou and other eight businessmen don't want to do business with us?" Mrs. Hong was shocked when she heard this and couldn't help but ask.

In previous years, these merchants shipped large quantities of grain, but why was there so much shortage!

"It is said that the Ming Dynasty was also very difficult this year. Even the water transportation was nearly one million shi less than in previous years. The price of food in the four towns of Jiliao, Xuanda has soared. I don't have enough for myself, so I am even less willing to take out food." Fan Wencheng explained after hearing this.

"Originally, because the Shun thieves occupied Shaanxi, the grain from Shanxi could not be sold to Yansui, which is suitable for my use."

"In the end, Sun Chuanting, a man who killed a thousand swords, came. He was cruel and evil. The Shanxi gentry who dealt with him dared to be angry but dared not speak out."

"A lot of grain and grass are stored in the warehouse for nothing, but they cannot be transported out. One of them was accidentally captured by his people and used for public use. He really lost his wife and lost his troops!"

"This beast!" Mrs. Hong couldn't help but cursed after hearing this. She didn't know who she was scolding, and then said, "Then add more money!"

"You must get through it until the Ming Dynasty and the Shun thieves fight together, and the game will be solved!"

"The money earned by the soldiers' hard work has become cheaper than these profiteers!" Fan Wencheng reminded after hearing this.

"What's it worth? If the money is gone, you can still rob it. If your life is gone, then you really have nothing!" Hong Tai scolded, but finally hesitated.

"Tell them to hold on tighter. If there is no movement after the twelfth lunar month, they can only enter the pass again and plunder!"

Mrs. Hong wanted to be the emperor so much that she had to bear it when Zhang Shun forced her to do so. How could she allow Zhu Beile and his minions to ruin her plan?

It's just that a clever woman can't make a meal without rice. No matter how talented and scheming Mrs. Hong is, and the poor economic foundation of Houjin, there is nothing he can do.

"That's right, push Li Shu harder and let him bleed more!" Hong Tai thought for a moment and then gritted her teeth and said again.

"King Khan, no, if we continue to push harder, I'm afraid the North Korean Congress will fall to the Ming Dynasty again!" Fan Wencheng quickly admonished after hearing this.

What a joke, since Hong Tai came to the throne to conquer North Korea and the two sides formed a brotherly alliance, they have asked for food and grass many times to tide over the difficulties.

Then the people of North Korea have been dissatisfied for a long time. How can they ask for it repeatedly?

"Hmph, Mao Wenlong is dead, what are you afraid of?" Mrs. Hong couldn't help but snorted coldly, "No big deal, I, the King of Labor, will conquer again!"

Fan Wencheng was stunned for a moment and then understood what Mrs. Hong meant.

Since the Ming Dynasty cannot move lightly, then if there is a shortfall in "what is lost and what is harvested in the east," why not make up for it from Korea?

It's just that although Fan Wencheng had some insight, he failed to see another layer of Tai Hong's intentions.

It turns out that after he ascended the throne as King Khan, he campaigned east and west for several years.

Depose all the beile in the interior, dominate the south, set up six ministries and literary halls, and recruit Han ministers;

Attack Mongolia and Korea externally, and accept the three Han generals Kong Youde, Shang Kexi, and Geng Jingzhong.

Nowadays, Korea, Korea, is so virtuous that it can be on an equal footing with itself and become a "country of brothers"?

His physical condition and the prophecy of "Taoist Zhang" finally made Hong Tai realize one thing:

Maybe, he really can't wait any longer!