Hearing at dusk, "The Grand Superintendent is right, so the deaths of Li Youbian and others are just seasonings. Next is a real game between the king and the ministers. If I lose, then everything created under the framework of Times Commercial Bank will come to an abrupt end. If I win, I will convince Your Majesty to send troops to the Oirat after the beginning of spring."

It's time to unify Mobei.

The Ming Dynasty's great army should be about to deal with the entire Indochina Peninsula. Taking advantage of the fact that Yu Yong has not yet completed his efforts, there are also a large number of troops in the north, which is the time to send troops to the Oirat.

It has been almost thirteen years since Yongle.

Coming to the 13th year of the Ming Dynasty.

I went from a teenager to a young man, and soon I would become middle-aged. Time flies, and I would gradually grow old, and Zhu Di didn't have much time left.

The Ming Dynasty must be pushed to become the hegemon of the entire East Asia as soon as possible.

The situation allows troops to be sent against the Oirat.

There is no point in dragging on it. If your life is a novel, then it took thirteen years to conquer Mobei, which is a very humble story for readers.

Moreover, there is another worry in dusk: whether the situation on other continents is in line with the global situation in the fifteenth century, so we must go out of Asia as soon as possible.

And this plan is indispensable for Zheng He's navy.

Zheng He was speechless. In the Ming Dynasty, he had just conquered the Indochina Peninsula and was going to fight the Oirat again? Do you really think war is a verbal matter, and the massive resources needed are not something that can be expressed by a few numbers at all.

You kid should you worry about how to face His Majesty's thunder anger. I think it's useful to be so far away?

A white-haired man gives a black-haired man.

Zheng He could not even imagine how His Majesty would react when he knew that Zhu Gaosui had died.

...

...

Sleep all night.

Early the next morning, Zheng He's people found Zheng He who had been staying up all night. After saying this, Zheng He nodded slightly, knowing in his heart, "There are still four or five hundred people who cannot check the household registration information on the governor's side?"

The man replied, "Yes, but I saw it. This does not mean that the four or five hundred people have unknown origins. It is because Mr. Fan Wenduan is too busy in charge of the General Administration and the department of household registration management is limited. At least one-third of the population in the Changping General Administration area has not made household registration records."

Zheng He knew it in his heart that Fan Wenduan was indeed no wonder.

One of them was only half a year after the Changping Administration and was exhausted from the document. Another one was after the Changping War, and there were still many remaining soldiers wandering around and could not register their household registration.

And there is a sequelae in this matter.

Because many people ran around after the war, in the end, I am afraid that at least thousands of people in the household registration of the General Secretary would have no information, and it would take several years to improve this work.

Thinking of this, Zheng He said: "You go to Liu Xu and Xie Ke for this matter, and ask them to take over. Wait until the household registration information of these four or five hundred people is checked, so that they can pass the governor and report it directly to Shuntian."

The eunuch hesitated a little.

To be honest, he felt that Zheng He's words were inappropriate. Although Zheng He was a senior supervisor and had a high position, he had not interfered in local government affairs. He bypassed the governor's office in this way and made the evening susceptible to criticism.

Zheng He shook his head, "Dunday will thank me for doing this, let's go down."

Of course, I have to thank me for the dusk.

In this way, this matter will be bypassed directly, and no one will gossip, let alone make a fuss about it, and Your Majesty cannot use this matter to investigate him.

But after a moment, the eunuch came back, "The chief magistrate, Liu Xu and Xie Ke pushed him, saying that Changping is in short supply and cannot do this, and they are really busy now."

Zheng He was surprised, "Are you so busy?"

The eunuch smiled bitterly and said, "It's really busy. What His Highness Zhao is doing in Changping... Alas, I don't know how to describe it. At the moment, the governor is doing his best to remedy the aftermath and try his best to appease the herdsmen of Uryanha. Even if the robbed food and grass are redistributed, hundreds of herdsmen left Changping after they got the food and grass and cattle and sheep overnight."

After His Highness Zhao's trouble, the Changping Administration lost a lot of people's hearts.

The aftermath will continue.

So Liu Xu and Xie Ke were busy with all the officials.

Zheng He could only smile bitterly.

There is no way out. What King Zhao did this time was really speechless. He thought for a while, "In this way, you will leave fifty people and ask the Chief Secretary to send someone to teach you the operation and method of household registration verification. You can check the identity information of these four or five hundred people. You must seize the time and quickly submit the results to Shuntian after the verification."

The eunuch hurried down to make arrangements.

He said that Cao Cao was here, and he was busy all night and came in with red eyes and smiled, "I should be grateful for Zheng Dajian so understanding, and I don't thank you for your kindness, but there is a problem. Among the people of Zheng Dajian, are there anyone who knows local words?"

Zheng He was stunned, "It seems that there is no."

Xun laughed, "Then I'll leave you an interpreter and let Aruwenchas follow them to review household registration information. Zheng Dajian, what do you think? Of course, if you think the candidate is not good, I'll find someone else for you."

Zheng He remained silent and looked at dusk with a slightly sharp look.

A little annoyed.

Dusk's intentions are simply too obvious, just because they are afraid that their own people will find out. Aruwenchas can be responsible for silence. Dusk's actions are purely provoking.

But Zheng He did not have an attack.

He actually knew that the worry of dusk was very reasonable. If he really found out something, the shock of the Ming Dynasty was so great that it was not as simple as a twilight death.

The entire Yanping, Shunping and Changping Administration Office will be demolished.

More than that.

There are also the Jiaozhi Gongshu and the Times Commercial Bank.

The Times Commercial Bank is now involved so much that it is hard to believe that it has penetrated into almost every industry in the Ming Dynasty - even the Medical Reform Department, the Monetary Reform Department, the Ministry of Agriculture, the Road Department, and the Junqiyuan are all in trouble.

The most important thing is what Zheng He cares about most. Once he dies at dusk, the steel warships will become a bubble and the navy will die prematurely.

Zheng He took a deep breath, "Yes."

Bear with it.

I have to admit that the kid from the time he came to the Changping Administration Office, he showed his strengths. He was no longer the dusk that used to be the one who was waiting for the rest of his life.

He began to unsheath like a sword.

Moreover, Zheng He also understood that the Ming Dynasty did not allow Dusk to usurp the throne, so although Dusk's sword was unsheathed, it would definitely not hurt the country and the country - it might hurt the imperial power.

But Zheng He believed in Zhu Di, and also believed that the monarch and ministers could handle each other's relationship well.

How can there be a sword in the world that Zhu Di cannot control?

That's a joke.

so……

Let this sword be unsheathed, let it go to the fourteen states with one sword!
Chapter completed!