Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 95
"My lord, news came from Hanzhong that Qin Fan fled to Hanzhong."

Looking at the angry emperor, Wang Chengen couldn't help but said with a smile.

"That's good news."

Emperor Chongzhen patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.

Qin Fan, the number one feudal clan in the world, did not die, or surrendered, and he, the emperor, could still maintain a trace of face.

"Sun Chuanting is dead, how did his family escape?"

Chongzhen came to his senses at this time and hurriedly asked.

"That's exactly what I want to say." Wang Chengen said softly, "I heard that it was a guerrilla named Zhu who took Qin Fan to Hanzhong and guarded Dasan Pass."

"Really?" Chongzhen frowned, and asked, "Why does it sound familiar!"

"Returning to the emperor, it is the general who was written by Governor Sun to behead Li Guo, the nephew of Li Thief."

"Where is the playbook? Show me."

Immediately, he saw King Rui's and King Qin's memorabilia, all of which were full of praises for a young general - Zhu Yixi.

"Yiezi generation, Qin Fan's clan."

Suspicion suddenly arose in Emperor Chongzhen's mind: "I'm afraid it's not good for the clan to lead the army."

"Your Majesty, the slaves have checked that Zhu Yixi inherited the sacrificial priesthood of King Heyang of the Qin Dynasty, but as early as the third year of Zhengde, the kingship was abolished, and the five generations inherited it. Now he is only the lowest lieutenant of Fengguo."

Wang Chengen said softly.

"Lieutenant Fengguo?" Chongzhen murmured: "Indeed, according to the rules, you can indeed be an official, and you have to get rid of the title."

"Exactly."

Even so, the suspicion in Chongzhen's heart still remained. The threat of the clan, especially the clan leading the army, was no less a threat to his throne than a thief.

However, the rules of the ancestors are here, and they have made meritorious deeds, so it is not enough not to reward them.

"You said, how should I reward him?"

Chongzhen turned his head and asked about Wang Chengen.

"My lord, according to the rules in the past, if you are promoted to a higher level, you can join the army."

"That's what the cabinet says too."

"It's too low." Chongzhen shook his head and said, "Nowadays, trespassers are raging, so we should be more generous to those who have meritorious service."

As he spoke, his expression became more serious.

Obviously, this is not the right mouth.

Wang Cheng'en didn't say anything, just follow the holy order!
After thinking about it again and again, he hesitated and said: "Jin Zhu Yixi is the commander-in-chief of Guyuan to fight against the intruders."

"The servant obeys the order." Wang Chengen rolled his eyes and immediately understood.

Guyuan Town is located between Ningxia, Lanzhou, and Xi'an, and the famous Xiaoguan is one of the four major passes in Guanzhong.

The purpose of appointing Zhu Yixi as the commander-in-chief of Guyuan is naturally to allow him to fight against the intruders better.

In this way, he will not be able to hold great power in Hanzhong Mansion.

"In addition, give him 500 taels of silver and a pair of jade discs."

As he said that, Emperor Chongzhen seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice: "Even, you can hint to him that if Xi'an Mansion is recovered, I can restore his title of King Heyang."

"Yes!" Wang Chengen's eyes were full of surprise, the cake must be too big.

……

But at this time, the Wu Mansion in Ningyuan City was rather gloomy.

At this time, Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of the Ningyuan Regiment, had a round face and a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something.

He has a broad face and thick eyebrows, a thick beard, a sturdy back, thick limbs, and no anger and prestige.

At only 35 years old, he is already the most important and only general in Liaodong, attracting the attention of the government and the public.

At this time, he was tightly tearing open a letter in his palm-leafed hand, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and his hand was full of sweat.

He was always moody and angry, but now he was extremely nervous, so that the letter was so tense that it was about to tear.

This is a letter from Shenyang, from his former superior, Hong Chengchou, who was the governor of Jiliao.

Not surprisingly, this is a letter of persuasion.

Unlike his uncle Zu Dashou's official persuasion to surrender, Hong Chengchou's letters mostly talked about some situations, which penetrated people's hearts even more.

After the Battle of Songjin, the situation in Liaodong has completely deteriorated.

In September, Housuo, Qiantunwei, and Zhongqiansuo, within seven or eight days, all three cities fell, and Ningyuan in Wu Sangui became an isolated city outside Shanhaiguan.

In other words, he has no way out.

As long as Man Qing is willing, he can besieged him at any time.

And Hong Chengchou even made it clear that even in Shanhaiguan, the Manchu Qing had hundreds of red cannons, and it was only a matter of time before it was broken.

Just these few words already made him feel cold all over.

Because he knows that all this is true.

"I never thought that Governor Hong is still alive."

Wu Sangui exhaled a foul breath, said softly, and opened up the conversation.

"Mr. Wu!"

The Confucian scholar sitting opposite said with a smile:

"Governor Hong is highly respected. Our country relies on it as an important minister, and his power is even greater than that of the Ming court. However, our country has always treated surrendered ministers preferentially."

"It's even more different for someone like Wu Zongbing who surrendered voluntarily. Our Qing Dynasty is full of sincerity. As long as you are willing to surrender, you will not hesitate to be crowned king."

Wu Sangui slowed down, he raised his eyes and said: "My Wu family has been loyal and good for generations, Your Majesty has treated me as much as a mountain, it is impossible to surrender."

"I, Wu, can only live up to your lord's wishes."

"Mr. Wu, outside of Shanhaiguan, only Yu Ningyuan is left. The war just ended last month. Don't you understand anything?"

The Confucian scholar immediately changed his tone and began to be tough.

"Of course I understand that your lord died of illness, and your country is afraid that I will take advantage of the fire, so you can't help but act first. By the way, it can also divert the conflict, right?"

When Wu Sangui heard this, he was not afraid, instead he smiled lightly and said: "Although there is only Ningyuan City left, Wu has tens of thousands of Guanning cavalry, and they are not vegetarians."

"Okay, I see."

The Confucian scholar restrained his smile and said solemnly:
"Even Governor Sun has passed away, but Zongbing Wu is still so persistent, I admire you."

"The mountains are high and the waters are long. We will always have a chance to meet each other in the future."

Said, showing a meaningful smile.

Wu Sangui narrowed his eyes and ignored it.

However, at this time, his heart has been shaken.

Most of the relatives and friends are in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and many surrendered, and they all say it is good.

But again, although the Emperor Chongzhen here is sometimes desperate, he has more trust in him and bestows Shang Fang with a sword.

Money was convenient, and he tried his best to supply it, so after the Songjin War, he reorganized his own Guanning cavalry in just one year.

On Daming's side, his status is respected, so there is really no need to vote in the Qing Dynasty.

"If it wasn't for Governor Sun's death in Tongguan and the destruction of the three cities we waited for later, we really don't want to see the Qing people."

Facing his staff, Wu Sangui looked embarrassed.

Hearing this, Li Yousong stroked his beard.

You didn't even call Jiannu, the meaning is too obvious.

He couldn't help sighing: "Although the Ming court is full of holes like the setting sun in the west, the resort in the south of the Yangtze River is still in hand, and the commander-in-chief has to think twice."

"En!" Wu Sangui nodded. If it was a Northern and Southern Dynasties, Daming's side is also worth looking forward to.

At that time, as the only cavalry, it will be of great use.

(End of this chapter)