Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Jing, then ordered: "Send an edict to the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Tell them to build my temporary imperial residence as soon as possible. My temporary imperial residence must be repaired before winter."
"Tell Qi Jiguang to transfer those prisoners of war to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Tell them to build the city and repair my temporary imperial residence."
Zhang Jing was stunned and quickly said: "Yes, Imperial Majesty, Old Slave will go now!"
From the Imperial Majesty's words, Zhang Jing heard something. This Imperial Majesty was probably going to leave the capital!
If he wasn't going to leave the capital, what was the point of building the mountain resort?
If he wasn't going to leave the capital, would he be in such a hurry?
It seemed that the Imperial Majesty was not not preparing to deal with the Japanese Empire, but he was going to do it himself!
Although he didn't know why the Imperial Majesty attached so much importance to the Japanese Empire, Zhang Jing still hurried to pass the edict. If the Imperial Majesty didn't say, then he wouldn't ask. This was what Zhang Jing had learned after being a eunuch for so many years.
The news of the great victory soon came. Qi Jiguang defeated Horqin in one battle.
There was no big celebration, and the people in the capital didn't have much of a reaction.
In their opinion, it was normal for Daming to win. Was it strange?
These years, Daming had been very happy!
Zhu Yijun looked at the memorial in his hand, then looked at Qi Jiguang's statement, and shook his head helplessly.
Compared to the war in the Northern Frontier, the capital was recently busy celebrating the Double Seventh Festival. With the arrival of vassal lords in the capital, the development of commerce, and the improvement of north-south transportation, the festivals in the capital were getting more and more lively year by year.
There were all kinds of celebration activities, and with the encouragement of the merchants in the capital, it was even more lively.
The Double Seventh Festival was an exceptionally beautiful festival of the year, so it was naturally valued by many people.
Compared to the peace and tranquility of the capital, the entire grassland could be described as being in a state of panic.
Faced with the destruction of the three tribes of Duo Yan and Horqin, the people of the grassland were anxious. Everyone was waiting for the Daming to settle down.
No one knew where Daming's next attack would land. Therefore, countless people flocked to Qi Jiguang.
The first to arrive were actually the people of the Four Tribes of the Nühe Tribe. The leader was Bu Zhai of the Yehe Tribe.
The leaders of the other three tribes had also arrived. Their attitudes were extremely humble.
Nurhachi had also come, and so had all the tribes around the grassland.
Everyone was carefully flattering him, fearing that the Grand Marshal Daming would make a move if he was unhappy.
Right now, no one could withstand this Lord's knife. Once he moved his knife, they would all be finished.
In Qi Jiguang's tent, Qi Jiguang was meeting the leaders of the four tribes of Yehe.
Bu Zhai of the Yehe Tribe, Buzhantai of the Ula Tribe, Mengbulu of the Hada Tribe, and Baiyindari of the Huifa Tribe were all flattering him with smiles on their faces.
Qi Jiguang put down the wine cup in his hand and revealed a playful smile. "Do the four of you want to enter the capital?"
"Replying to the Grand Marshal, we cannot leave without permission, but we are willing to send our eldest sons to the capital to apologize to His Majesty and ask His Majesty to confer a title on us. At the same time, we are willing to offer our noble ladies to His Majesty."
Bu Zhai hurriedly said, "We are frogs in a well and do not know the immensity of heaven and earth."
"We were arrogant in Liaodong. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. We are willing to offer our loyalty to His Majesty."
When the other three heard this, they nodded repeatedly. Buzhantai of the Ula Tribe said, "We are willing to herd horses for His Majesty and guard Liaodong for His Majesty."
Qi Jiguang looked at the four of them and a smile appeared on his face.
As for the Jurchen tribes, Qi Jiguang did not take them to heart. If they did not know what was good for them, he could just kill them along the way.
The problem was how to solve the problem of governance. This was a big problem.
His 300,000 troops could not always be here. Sooner or later, they would have to retreat.
He knew this, and the tribes in the grasslands also knew this. This was very important.
He was only dealing with the Mongolian tribes and not the Jurchen tribes. Taming them was also a good choice.
"In this case, I can ask His Majesty to allow you to herd horses in the west."
Qi Jiguang looked at the three of them and said slowly, "But you have to follow Daming's rules. Otherwise, I will not be so easy to talk to." As he spoke, Qi Jiguang's eyes gradually turned cold.
This time, after eliminating Horqin, it would not be a big problem to give them a piece of grassland.
Using the Jurchen to deal with Horqin was also a solution. Daming built a city here. It should not be a big problem.
Since they could not fight again this year, they might as well show some appeasement.
It was almost August. If they continued fighting, all the men and horses would be exhausted.
The soldiers had fought these two battles and seized many good things. Everyone was discussing how to spend the money when they went back. This was the army's desire to return.
Although they did not fight for a long time, it was not easy to fight.
After annexing the three tribes of Duo Yan and Horqin, Daming also needed a year or two to digest them.
Qi Jiguang did not want to fight again. Naturally, he could take advantage of the situation.
The rest was left to the local officials and the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Qi Jiguang trusted the people in Daming's Ministry of Internal Affairs.
They were a group of people who would eat people up without spitting out the bones. They would do anything.
Looking at the group of people who were happily thanking him, Qi Jiguang was also smiling. But in his heart, he was sneering. When you see the terror of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you will not be able to smile anymore.
These years, Wala was a good example. After the Ministry of Internal Affairs penetrated deep into the grasslands, it was said that their control had become even stronger.
The imperial court was preparing to station troops in Guihua City and had even started to send officials. Qi Jiguang felt that in less than five years, Guihua City would have to change its name. When that time came, all of Wala would have to bear the surname Zhu.
Naturally, the guests and the host were happy at the banquet. Qi Jiguang smiled and sent the people back.
After everyone had left, Qi Jiguang called Wu Weiying to his side and said, "Quickly enter the capital and give a detailed report of what happened here to His Majesty."
"I have a memorial here. Present it to His Majesty on behalf of I," Qi Jiguang said.
This time, they had sent troops to Liaodong to attack the three tribes of Duo Yan. Now, they had even defeated Horqin. This had gone beyond the original plan. For this, Qi Jiguang needed to give Zhu Yijun an explanation.
In addition, Qi Jiguang needed to know His Majesty's thoughts. Would he attack Chahar in one go, or would he wait until next year?
According to Qi Jiguang, they should maintain the current situation and swallow up the territories of the three tribes of Duo Yan and Horqin. Then, they would attack Chahar.
But Qi Jiguang did not know what his Majesty would choose. It should be known that as long as Chahar was destroyed, the entire grasslands of the Southern Desert would fall into the hands of the Daming.
Qi Jiguang knew this, and so did Zhu Yijun. It was very difficult to hold back at this time.
After sending off Wu Weiying, Qi Jiguang sighed and returned to the commander's tent.
Of course, Qi Jiguang wanted to conquer the grasslands, but now was not the time!
It really was not the time.