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Chapter 14 The trace of the prisoner in the eastern suburbs of Changping

When the governor Lu Xiangsheng left the cabinet office with a slightly heavy step, the enthusiasm on the way to Beijing Qinwang almost died down by half.

Now there is only one hope left for him, and that is to try to persuade the cabinet minister Yang Sichang and the director general Jun Gao Qiqian at the meeting this afternoon, but even Lu Xiangsheng himself did not dare to have too much expectation. Have a try.

Governor Lu Xiangsheng rode his horse on the street from Daming Gate to Xidan. He saw many refugees who had fled into the city to escape the Tartars.

Most of them are dressed in thin clothes, shrunk in small groups under the eaves of shops on both sides of the street, in order to avoid the increasingly cold autumn wind, and from time to time stretch out their trembling but dry and thin hands to passers-by, begging for kind people Can give them something to eat.

This situation made Governor Lu Xiangsheng even more depressed, and he hurried back to his mansion in the capital.

The servant Gu Xian waited for Lu Xiangsheng to take off his court clothes, and said softly to him: "Master Yang Tinglin from the Imperial Academy just came here, and seeing that he couldn't wait for the master to come back, he went back to the mansion.

Before leaving, he told the villain to tell the master that he had something important to talk to the master face to face. "

"Ah, I got it." Feeling a little tired, Lu Xiangsheng simply agreed, and then said: "If there are other guests visiting, just say that I have not slept for days, and I am quite tired and tired. It is not suitable to see guests today, please Let them visit later."

Although the governor Lu Xiangsheng is obviously much older than Yang Tinglin when it comes to the rank of the official position, he has always respected Yang Tinglin in his heart, thinking that he is a person with insight, courage, and bones, and he has the truth. knowledge.

After pondering for a while, Lu Xiangsheng ordered Gu Xian again: "Send someone to report to Master Yang, and tell him that I have a short rest, and I will go to Andingmen to discuss matters with Mr. Yang Ge and the high supervisor. Please wait in the mansion for a while. , When I come back, I will definitely go to the door to receive the teaching in person.”

Lu Xiangsheng, who had changed into casual clothes, had a casual meal, and wanted to sleep for a while, but when he thought about the discussion of fighting against the captives, he felt so depressed and irritable that he couldn't fall asleep, so he just fell asleep for a while.

He sat up suddenly, and called his servant Gu Xian to come over and help him get dressed, ready to leave for Andingmen.

As soon as Governor Lu Xiangsheng reached the gate of the mansion, he saw an old man rushing over from the edge of the gatehouse despite the obstruction of the gatekeeper on duty. He saluted him and said, "Old Grandfather, Dong Zhao I'm here to pay homage to you, and I hope you can talk about your grandfather's gift!"

Lu Xiangsheng had no choice but to stand still and take a closer look. He was surprised and delighted at once, and hurried forward and grabbed the sleeve of the old man's robe, and said, "Oh, where did Mr. Yao come from? It's really unexpected!"

"Going back to the old grandfather, Dongzhao came to Beijing to handle other matters. It happened that the Eastern captives invaded Jifu. He planned to return at night, but he stayed in Beijing until now because he heard that the old ancestor went to Beijing to serve the king, waiting to pay homage." Yao Yao The old gentleman answered with a salute.

Lu Xiangsheng was very happy to see Mr. Yao. While talking, he pulled the sleeve of the old man's robe and invited him into the inner room to talk aloud: "Okay, okay. Mr. Yao, please go inside and talk."

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On the fourth day of October in the 11th year of Chongzhen in Ming Dynasty, it was at the middle of the day.

A few miles to the east of Changping City, in the camp of King Qin's army in Xuanfu Town, Zhang Cheng, the general of Xuanfu General Zhang Yan's cavalry, was sitting in his tent.

The total score of the four guards under his command sat in the lower positions on the left and right sides, and the captain of the personal army, Chen Zhong, was still standing behind Zhang Cheng, with a straight body and a solemn expression on his face.

In the military tent, there was a sergeant standing in front of Zhang Cheng, wearing a double-breasted iron cotton armor, he was quite burly, standing with his hands down.

"Cheng Dashan, please report today's sentry incident to Mr. Qian." Chen Zheng, the chief of the outpost, sat in the first position on the left, and said to the standing sergeant.

Cheng Dashan clasped his fists in both hands, and reported with a serious face: "Master Qian, today I ordered the two elite cavalry with the first team of our outpost, and went out to sentry in the direction of Shunyi. It is about forty miles away in the eastern suburbs of Changping. In the Lügezhuang area outside, we found Tartar wandering horses."

Zhang Chengduan sat behind the temporary wooden table, looked at Cheng Dashan with piercing eyes, and asked, "How many horses and horses are the captives riding? Is there a battle?"

"Reporting to Mr. Qian, there are 13 Tartar cavalrymen, and there are about [-] horses and mules in the army. Our troops and the captives shot back and forth for several rounds. Three of us were hit by arrows, and none of the injuries were critical. The captives were fine. One of the riders fell off his horse with an arrow, but unfortunately he was snatched back by the thieves." Cheng Dashan replied truthfully.

Zhang Cheng sat firmly behind the table and said, "Okay, you should step back first."

After Cheng Dashan withdrew, Zhang Cheng lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "The barbarian cavalry has always been rampant, usually three or four cavalry, they dare to go deep into our interior to spy and plunder, why there are as many as thirteen cavalry today? "

Wu Zhizhong, the chief of the right whistle, interjected: "Could it be that the captives have plans for me in Changping?"

Chen Zheng, the chief of the outpost, thought for a while, and said: "According to the existing information, most of the captive cavalry are gathered in Tongzhou, and most of the captive cavalry are also active in the direction of Dongzhimen and Chaoyangmen. It stands to reason that most of them will not move to Changping at this moment. Here."

Zhang Cheng looked up at the people in the tent, and said in a deep voice: "Most of the captive cavalry will not come to Changping for the time being, but there may be a small group of captive cavalry guerrillas who will harass me in the direction of Changping, so as to see the reality of our army."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he looked around at all the people in the tent, and then said: "Let's do his mother's vote and kill the prestige of the Tartars."

Hu Dake, the chief of the rear sentry, was a little worried, so he asked, "Master, do you want to ask the general for instructions? If you send troops without authorization, I'm afraid..."

Zhang Cheng slightly turned his head to look at Hu Dake, thought for a while, shook his head and waved his hands and said, "No need, the general has already gone to Yang Shuai's tent to discuss matters. I'm just leaving the camp to check, so I don't need to bother the general."

Hu Dake and Chen Zheng looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"It's just the master, if we attack the Tartars, will we attract most of the captives to Changping?" Zhang Guangda, the chief of the left whistle, asked.

Zhang Cheng didn't think about it, and said directly: "We are just leaving the camp to spy. When we happen to meet the Tartar sentry cavalry, we will kill all of them. As for most of the captive cavalry, it would be better if we attract Changping." Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng cupped his hands in the direction of Changping City, and then continued: "The governor, Marshal Lu, is about to fight against the captive cavalry, and we can rely on Jiancheng to fight against the captives. You little fellows know how powerful my Xuan Dajun is."

"Haha...haha..." There was laughter in the army tent, and the heroic spirit of Xuanda's frontier army was fully displayed. After all, they were battle-hardened frontier soldiers. Although they knew the ferocity of the captives, they were not like Jing camp as scary.

Wu Zhizhong looked at the other people, then turned to Zhang Cheng and said, "Master, just tell me what the hell we are doing!"

Zhang Cheng's eyes were shining brightly, he looked at the generals in the tent, and said in a majestic tone: "Every sentry will leave one armor in the camp, pay attention to patrolling, and the rest will form a team and follow me to leave the camp and go to Wanggezhuang to watch."

"Yes, sir, please give the order!" All the people in the tent replied in unison.

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