For Habakuev, he made the right choice. He did not recklessly choose to complain against Daming, but chose to come to Daming as an envoy, and unlike in the past, he also accompanied a Daming translator. This led him to communicate directly with the garrison in Kulen, although according to the information they had, Russia itself was a worthy object of vigilance, and even their intelligence collection was mainly to collect intelligence from the Russians, in other words, their imaginary enemies in Mongolia were not the Tartars who were once called "Western captives", but those Russians from the West.

Despite being vigilant, when the other party came to Daming as an envoy, they were still welcomed, and as an officer, Zhu Xiangyu needed to provide convenience for them, so he sent a cavalry team to "escort" them to Zhang Heng, where there were naturally pawns from Honglu Temple who were responsible for receiving them.

Then Habaguev, accompanied by the pawn and escorted by the guards, arrived at the central capital of the Ming Empire, which was not Fengyang, but the Qinghe of the emperor's Qianlong River, and after a year-long dispute, the officials finally reluctantly agreed to move the capital south. Of course, in order to show that the good tradition of "the Son of Heaven guards the country" is not maintained, after the prince came of age, the prince had to go to the capital, that is, Beijing, to open the shogunate.

For these behind-the-scenes things, Habaguev naturally didn't know, at this time, after Zhang Heng entered the Guannai, he was stunned by the side of the country in front of him.

Like officials who took up their posts hundreds of years ago, Khabaguev took the waterway this time, using the already slightly depressed Northern Canal, which will only become more depressed as the plan unfolds to return the Yellow River to its old northern route.

The reason why the canal was chosen was because the waterway was fast and convenient, and secondly, it naturally also meant to show the strength of the Ming Dynasty to the Russians, after all, compared to the land route, the cities along the Grand Canal, which had been hit hard by the Manchu Qing Dynasty's entry into the customs massacre, had basically recovered.

For now, for Zhang Lin, as an official, these two purposes seem to have been accomplished, and they have been successfully accomplished. The fleet of flat-bottomed multi-oared boats on inland rivers not only arrived safely in Zhongdu, but also left a deep impression on Habaguev and others by the prosperity and strength of the Ming Dynasty in the places they passed along the way.

It could even be said that they were shocked!

It is no wonder that Russia, located in Eastern Europe, is not a powerful country in itself, or even a country outside of European civilization, their cities are limited in size, and Moscow is not so much the capital as a village, with a population of only a few tens of thousands.

In contrast, the cities they passed through, although they had all suffered massacres by the Manchus, but even so, there were still no large cities with hundreds of thousands of people along the route, and they had never even been to Moscow's Habaguev where they had ever seen a city of this size, nor had they seen such a dense city.

The cities on both sides of the canal they encountered along the way seemed so large and so prosperous. Habaguev once thought that Zhang Heng, located on the border, was already spectacular and prosperous. But after entering the Guannei, he passed by Beijing again, and Zhang Heng naturally became a dilapidated border town in his eyes. And now after looking at Jinan and other cities along the way, although the city walls of Beijing are tall enough, he still feels that the city market is a little dilapidated. There is simply no comparison with the city in front of you.

Even many times, Habaguev had the illusion that he felt as if he had entered heaven - the paradise of Marco Polo's pen!

Many of the common people wore silk clothes that looked more gorgeous than those of the Russian aristocracy, and the richness of the land was something he had never dreamed of. He now finally understood why Marco Polo's travelogues referred to China as paradise. I also understand why the so-called "Manchurians" wanted to steal this place regardless of their strength, and were finally defeated.

It is indeed a place of temptation – like paradise, full of temptations for the world. Gold, silver, silk, and tea bricks—everything Russia needs seems to be worth mentioning here.

He really couldn't think of anything like heaven here. For a moment, Khabaguev even had an impulse - the idea of leading the army to snatch it all up and occupy the country.

But this impulse comes and goes in a hurry, and even faster. For, as he passed through the walls, the cannons mounted on the top of the city reminded Khabaguev with their cold muzzles not to think of anything wrong, reminding him that the people here were not the same as the Tatars, they were civilized people with firearms.

He would even silently write down in his heart how many artillery pieces he saw - Habaguev had been silently counting the number of artillery in the cities along the way, and when this number exceeded four figures, he would unconsciously have a fear in his heart, and even involuntarily chose to give up the courage to count.

Although Habaguev had never seen how the Russians used muskets and artillery to defeat the Mongol resistance and destroy their cities as they marched eastward, he knew very well that they were relying on only a few pieces of artillery, and even the whole of Russia was only a few hundred guns.

Because Habaguev clearly knew the power of firearms, when he passed through Jinan, he had completely lost the confidence to attack this land, and he didn't even dare to regenerate this idea.

If the Ming people could defend the city with a thousand cannons, how many cannons did their army have?

Of course, Habaguev didn't know that most of these cannons defending the city were obsolete old cast iron cannons, that is, there were captured from the Tang Army and the artillery of the Zheng Army, the Jiangxi Ming Army and the Jin Dynasty Ming Army.

Naturally, Habaguev had no way of knowing this, he was just shocked by what he saw. He could even imagine that in the event of a conflict between Russia and China, perhaps thousands of Russians would be wiped out as easily as the Tatars under the fire of the other side.

He even thought about the Tatars who were killed, how the Tatars died under the muskets, how they were slaughtered, and the scenes of the past were again in Khabaguev's mind, but there was another thought in his mind - those Tatars became Russians.

"Fortunately, there was no impulse ...... at the time"

Habaguev couldn't help but secretly rejoice, glad that he was so "lucky", otherwise, maybe he would not have come to the central capital of the Ming Dynasty at all.

"Zhongdu!"

Again, Wu Zidong stared at the south with his eyes, and then muttered.

"Zhongdu is in Jiangnan, I, I haven't been back to Jiangnan for twenty-seven years!"

When he said this, tears almost flowed out, he was a scholar, when he went north to visit friends that year, he was plundered by the Houjin soldiers who entered the Kou, and later was sent to the Jurchens as slaves, until ten years ago, the local Jurchens were defeated by the Russians, he became a prisoner of the Russians, he never thought that there would be a day when he would return to Jiangnan alive.

Now, even if he enters Jiangnan, how can he not be excited?

"Brother Ziming, look, we have entered Weishan Lake, and this is basically the boundary of Gyeonggi Province."

Looking at Wu Zidong, who had gray hair and beard, thinking that he had been a slave for nearly thirty years, Zhang Lin couldn't help but sympathize with the person in front of him again.

"Gyeonggi-do?"

Wu Zidong couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes, now we are in the Ming Dynasty, there are North Zhili, there are also South Zhili, however, South Zhili has Nanjing and Zhongdu, plus Fengyang, so after moving the capital to Qinghe, His Majesty will separate Huai'an Mansion, Fengyang Mansion and Xuzhou from Nanzhili, and set up another Gyeonggi Province ......"

Whether it is the establishment of Gyeonggi Province to divide Jiangnan Province into two, or the split of Huguang into Hunan and Hubei, it is to avoid the situation that a province is too large, of course, compared with the division of Huguang, the establishment of Gyeonggi Province is also based on the need to govern the Huai River, compared with the past, now the governance of Huang and Huai has been related to the safety of the Ming Dynasty, after all, the capital is located on the north bank of the Yellow River, close to the Yellow River.

However, Zhang Lin didn't take into account so many things, he just explained there according to some official statements, and everything he said was extremely curious for Wu Zidong, and even when he heard that there was no city wall, he said in surprise.

"No walls? How is this possible? The central capital is a major place in Gyeonggi, how can there be no city walls? Aren't you afraid of ......?"

Before he finished his words, he heard Zhang Lin say in extremely proud words.

"Your Majesty once said that if the country is strong, why do you need city walls? Are Beijing's walls strong? Are the walls of Nanjing strong? It is still successively conquered by people, and our Ming army's siege is like revealing tissue paper, so easy to conquer the city? Do we need to waste any more people's and financial resources? Therefore, instead of building a strong city, it is better to train a strong army, besides, with the strength of my Ming official army today, how can we build a strong city? ”

Thinking of the words coming through the newspaper at that time, Zhang Lin couldn't help but smile slightly, his expression was full of pride, it was only a few years, and Daming had already recovered today's momentum. If there are a few more years, it will naturally be the time when the Ming Dynasty is prosperous.

"So, so ......"

Wu Zidong, who was stunned by Zhang Lin's words, said after a while.

"Your Majesty is so martial artistic, I'm afraid only Emperor Gao and Chengzu can compare with it......"

His praise was exchanged for Zhang Lin's laughter.

"Think back then, Your Majesty to cloth to join the army, first with a thousand people to conquer Jiangyin, and with thousands of soldiers to conquer Nanjing, and then cut Jiangbei, and tens of thousands of new troops defeated up to 100,000 elites, but in just a few months, it was trained to 100,000 elites, two years ago, in Shanhaiguan, His Majesty personally led 70,000 loyal and righteous troops, and fought 200,000 Li thieves' army, but one day and one night, since Li Thief was defeated, his life was killed in Tongzhou...... If it is about training and employing troops, from the point of view of this official, throughout the history books, no one can stand out from His Majesty's left. ”

In other words, Emperor Gao and Emperor Chengzu are not as good as Your Majesty!

In this case, of course Zhang Lin will not say it, and he can't say it, after all, this is the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Gao, Emperor Chengzu, those are the ancestors of Emperor Xingqian, and His Majesty has revitalized the foundation of his ancestors.

Although it cannot be said, it does not prevent people from thinking about it. Although Zhang Lin didn't say anything disrespectful, Wu Zidong couldn't help but think, he even thought of the Ming army he had seen before, and the current Ming army was indeed completely different from what he remembered, not only the difference between military uniforms and weapons, but what else was different from the past?

"They are indeed a very good group of soldiers!"

Again, Habaguev stared at the Ming army on the ship behind him, and secretly thought to himself, along the way, he had changed from unfamiliarity to familiarity with the soldiers of the Ming Kingdom, not only knowing that they all used flintlock pistols used by only a few nobles in Europe, rather than backward arquebuses, but also noticed that their discipline was extremely strict, although he did not know how well their ranks were trained, but through their usual performance, he could still guess a thing or two.

There should be no enemies of such a country!

When you return to Yakutsk, be sure to warn the Governor-General!

Just when such a thought came to Khabaguev's heart, Ivanovich quietly came to his side and whispered.

"Master, I have heard in the past few days, in the city of the Ming people, there is a musket shop, as long as you take silver, you can buy muskets, and when you get to the middle capital, we can buy some in the city."

Once upon a time, arquebuses were the confidence of Habaguev and others in the face of the Tatars, but now, in the face of the flintlock pistols of the Ming army, they simply did not have the slightest courage, after all, they still used backward arquebuses.

"You mean, there are places in their cities that sell muskets? Can anyone buy it? ”

Habaguev asked in horror.

"Yes, anyone can buy it!"

Apparently, Ivanovich did not know what exactly Habakuev was shocking about.

"All cities have, my God, what country are we facing......"

Khabaguev was so shocked that he even involuntarily crossed his chest, and the reason why he was so shocked was that they - the muskets used by the Russians were often purchased from Europe - because the production of military factories in Russia was limited, so Russia had to buy arms in large quantities like Western Europe. In 1631, for example, 19,000 muskets and 5,000 sabers were purchased.

In this way, he was naturally shocked by Ivanovich's words, and even more frightened by his answer. He didn't know what kind of behemoth he was facing. They could sell flintlock pistols to the civilian population, indicating that their army had a sufficient number of flintlock pistols.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty had hundreds of millions of subjects!

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty had a million troops!

Thinking of the information he had learned from Wu Zidong, at this time, he only felt a feeling of trepidation permeating his heart, and this feeling even became more and more nervous as he got closer and closer to Zhongdu......