The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 104 Huang Taiji Thinks Too Much
"I don't know which lover is willing to go?"

Chongzhen's eyes flowed over the three people in front of him.

It is also fortunate that Sun Jie is still an officer and soldier of the imperial court. With this kind of relationship, the dispatched officials in the past can't say anything.

Chongzhen's eyes were like bullets, and several people retreated one after another, for fear that Chongzhen would let him pass.

Chongzhen is also impatient, there are only three people in front of him, it is difficult to choose.

Seeing that several people were unwilling, Chongzhen's originally bad mood got even worse.

"Chen Aiqing, I don't know what you think?" Chongzhen's eyes came to Chen Xinjia.

This startled him a lot.

This is very good, isn't it just courting death if you run over there?Who knows if it is a rebellion, if it is a rebellion, wouldn't it be completely finished?
He was about to resign, but Chongzhen didn't give him this chance at all.

"Chen Aiqing is loyal to the country and is indeed the No. 1 minister in the world, so I entrust this matter to Chen Aiqing.

Give Shang Fang a sword, give the right to act cheaply, give the right to kill first and then play, and also serve as the censor of the right capital, and governor of Shanxi..."

A series of official posts came out of Chongzhen's mouth, but Chen Xinjia was not happy.

Where is this officer?This is death!

Trembling, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Hastily knelt on the ground, wanting to excuse himself by saying he was sick, but Chongzhen refused to give him this chance.

"Tonight, the imperial decree will pass, and this matter will be handled as it is. I still have something to do, so you will go back!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Chongzhen continued to deal with political affairs.

Cao Huachun understood, hurriedly walked down from Chongzhen, and persuaded all the people in front of him to leave.

The matter has come to this point, and it is irreversible, Chen Xinjia can only retreat.

Chen Xinjia, who walked out of the imperial study room, looked at the sun in the sky, sighed constantly, with a sad face.

"What is this, what is this!!!" Chen Xinjia patted his thigh with a bitter expression on his face.

Yang Sichang walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You don't have to be afraid of this matter, then Sun Jie is not a vicious person, just find out what he thinks first, don't worry too much!"

Talking some useless nonsense, it seems to be fooling.

Chen Xinjia felt uncomfortable. Isn't this just pushing himself into the fire?
No matter how you look at it, what you said seems to be gloating.

It's just that the person in front of him is his supporter, and it's not easy to get angry, so he can only bear it temporarily.

If it was anyone else, they would have yelled at him long ago.

"Oh, this matter, what is this matter!"

His head was like a rattle, and his mood was extremely bad.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Chen Xinjia was very depressed. After talking some useless nonsense with Yang Sichang, he went home and waited for Chongzhen's imperial edict.

It's not that he never thought of saying he was sick, but would he dare?

It was not only Chen Xinjia who was depressed, but also Huang Taiji who was far away in Shengjing City.

There are three great tragedies in life: the loss of a father in childhood, the loss of a wife in middle age, and the loss of a child in old age.

Although Huang Taiji has never experienced the three major tragedies in life, his current mood is even more depressed than the three major tragedies in life.

The mission has been out for such a long time, and they haven't even sent back a fart.

Even if you throw a stone into the sea, there will always be an echo, but this time, nothing came back, as if it was swallowed by something.

He could still calm down at first, but the recent incident made him upset.

Not long after the autumn harvest, it was supposed to be a time for laughter, but he couldn't laugh.

There are a lot of crops outside Shengjing City and Liaoyang City. There was a white disaster last year, and the crops were seriously damaged. Fortunately, a considerable number of them survived until the autumn harvest.

Now that Jiannu is short of food, after harvesting the food, it cannot be said that the food problem can be solved once and for all, but it will also reduce a lot of negative effects.

But who knows, when the harvest was approaching, someone set a fire at night and burned more than half of the grain.

This made Huang Taiji, who was already short of food, anxious all of a sudden, wishing to cut the person who set the fire alive.

After learning the news, he made a decree to strictly investigate and judge the person who set the fire, and punish him together with the master behind him.

But the results of the investigation made him lose face.

The person who set the fire was a coat slave under Huang Taiji Zhenghuang Banner.

This man was originally a butcher in Zunhua City. His family could not be said to be rich, but he was not poor either, and he could always fill his stomach.

Day by day can be tricked, but it can also be dragged along.

But this kind of life didn't last long. In the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji detoured to Xifengkou and entered Kou Jingshi.

In the end, Zunhua was defeated and countless people were plundered.

And this butcher was also plundered to Liaodong by Huang Taiji.

It's true that he is a butcher, but he also has the ability to treat animals.

Liaodong lacked this most, so he became a small official under Jiannu's tent.

For those lords who built slaves, they were similar to wrapped slaves.

Even if you don't have enough to eat from time to time, you won't be hungry, which is much better than those ordinary farmers.

Usually, he was often scolded by those common people, saying that he was a [-]-year-old boy, and he was a foodie.

From the second year of Chongzhen until now, I have heard scolding for nearly ten years.

He is usually a heartless guy, but he has a kind heart, and he doesn't take these scoldings to heart, and often helps people in need.

Last year's grain harvest was poor, and this year it is even more scarce.

But to attack Daming, there is not enough manpower, so let these "little officials" monitor them.

Maybe it's been a long time, and the slaves have let down their vigilance.

One night, he received an order to monitor a group of people harvesting grain in the dark.

Where can I collect food at night?It's just that Jiannu is pressing hard, there is no way.

Jian slaves can't do anything about it. Last year's white disaster made them terrified. If they don't hurry up this year, the grain will rot in the ground after a few hoarfrosts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the butcher set fire to the grain field he was in charge of.

This is not enough, so I went to set fire elsewhere.

The fire was so big that half of the sky was burned red, and the grain of hundreds of mu of land was turned into ashes.

I don't know what he thinks in his heart, nor what his purpose is.

He just kowtowed to the south a few times before setting the fire, and chanted about his long-dead parents a few times.

The fire was burning, and there was no way to stop it, so I could only watch helplessly.

Later, when it was found out that it was him, the people still didn't believe it, thinking that he had changed his mind a long time ago, but they didn't expect him to be so staunch.

This butcher was in the name of Huang Taiji, and Huang Taiji became furious because he had lost all face, so he gathered all the people who looted from Daming and killed him alive in front of them.

The executioner was none other than Fan Wencheng, an old traitor.

It was Huang Taiji who specifically named Fan Wencheng for execution, Xu beat Fan Wencheng, Xu was to appease the Lord of the Eight Banners.

The butcher was a good man, so he didn't say a word, he didn't shout a word, and he was still singing opera, but it was vague and inaudible.

At the end, he didn't say "It will be another hero's words in another 18 years", but he kept scolding Fan Wencheng.

That generous and fierce look made people unable to bear tears.

Unexpectedly, a humble butcher usually has a big gap in his heart.

Righteousness always slaughters the dog generation, especially the heartless scholar.

Strange to say, Fan Wencheng suffered from a serious illness after returning home, and it took him several days to recover.

In fact, the people who were plundered to Liaodong were all thinking that one day, Master Wang would be able to conquer Liaodong.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream after all.

In Hu Chenli, the remnants were in tears, and they looked south to Master Wang for another year.

However, Sun Jie came.

Food was burned, and there was a shortage of food in the city.

Those princes took the opportunity to hoard in the grain store in the city, hoping to make a fortune.

Such is the nature of human inferiority.

How could Huang Taiji allow this to happen?After cutting off the titles of several princes in a row, the matter was calmed down.

In this way, another group of people were offended.

In addition, the food was burned, and his reputation fell to the bottom for a while.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the news of Sun Jie's surrender to be shocked.

Waiting and waiting, waiting for such a long time, just waiting for nothing.

All kinds of troubles piled up in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn it, why haven't you come back? Whether it's dead or alive, there must be a letter?"

Huang Taiji in the imperial study slapped the table in front of him, cursing in a low voice.

The moonlight outside the window shines into the study, sprinkled on the ground like hoarfrost.

But now he has no intention of admiring the beautiful moonlight at all, he is only thinking about Sun Jie.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door again.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

Huang Taiji looked irritated.

A guard pushed the door open, stood in front of Huang Taiji, gave a thousand salutes, and said, "Report to Master, there is an urgent report from Shanxi, and you are outside the palace at this time!"

Huang Taiji's eyes brightened instantly, as if he had eaten a piece of ice in the scorching summer and hugged the stove in the cold winter.

He jumped up, slapped the table, and asked, "Really?"

"Reporting to master, it is absolutely true!" The guard hurriedly replied.

"Haha, after waiting for so long, I finally got the news, let him in quickly!"

Huang Taiji shouted impatiently.

Coming from Shanxi, Huang Taiji really couldn't think of anything other than the matter of recruiting Sun Jie.

"twitter!"

The guard ran out in a hurry.

……

The moonlight outside the window became brighter, and Huang Taiji sat in front of the desk, putting the information in his hand in front of the candle on the table.

The firelight illuminated most of it, and he considered it word by word.

It was not the information sent back by Sony and the others, but the information sent back by Shanxi Merchants and the others.

It said that an army with a "Sun" banner left Shaanxi from Tongguan and entered Shanxi, and went all the way to the north.

When the information was sent, it had already passed Taiyuan, and it seemed that it was going to Datong.

How dare Shanxi merchants conceal such a level of military mobilization?So someone sent the message over.

"Haha, it's done, it's done!"

Huang Taiji patted the table and laughed loudly, the haze on his face was swept away.

Although it wasn't the letter sent back by Sony and the others, it wasn't bad either.Shanxi merchants took a lot of money from Huang Taiji, and they have been respectful for so many years, it is impossible to deceive him with such things.

In Huang Taiji's view, the matter of recruiting and surrendering has been completed.

Why do you think so?
the reason is simple.

Besides Sun Jie, who else could have this "Sun" banner?
If it didn't work, why did Sun Jie lead his troops out of Tongguan into Shanxi, and then go to Datong?
What's there in Datong?Nothing at all.

The purpose is very simple, it must be through Datong, through Xuanhua, and then go to the capital.

Is it possible to break through and go out to the grassland?
Why go to Datong to go to the grassland?Isn't it the same if you walk directly from the north of Shaanxi?
It is clearly written in the intelligence, "Shanxi guards don't know", "It seems that there is no order to command the troops to go north", "Shanxi generals are all frightened"...

Such words are not uncommon.

This shows what?
This shows that the Ming court did not issue an order at all, and the guards in Shanxi had no idea that Sun Jie would lead the troops into Shanxi.

If I knew, it wouldn't be like this.

Those who deploy troops without orders are treason, which is a taboo rooted in the hearts of all those in power.

Huang Taiji is also the emperor so to speak, so he thought of this at the first time.

That is to say, if there is no transfer order to lead the troops to the north, the target is very likely to be the first good place in the Ming Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, if this is not rebellion, what is it?
Could it be that he, Sun Jie, still thinks about going north to King Qin?Or did he go north to King Qin without a transfer order?

Stop joking, how could there be such a person in the world?
The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

Such a person exists only in stories, and if such a person really existed, he would have been sanctified long ago.

Huang Taiji's understanding of human nature has reached an extreme, he subconsciously discarded these things, and subconsciously thought that Sony and the others had accomplished something!

"Hahaha, it's done, it's done!

What a slave, what a slave! "

Huang Taiji walked back and forth in the study excitedly, the money rattail on the back of his head kept shaking.

The fat on the face was all squeezed together, just like the chrysanthemums blooming in the imperial garden of the pseudo-imperial palace.

Gusts of autumn wind blow from west to east.

Cold wind came in from the door, and the temperature dropped a little.

The wind passed through Shaanxi, through those ravines.

Under the moonlight, several hungry wolves were digging for something in the gully of the yellow land.

Soon, headless corpses were lifted out of the ground by them.

A few fleshless heads were scattered beside it.

Sonny's head was turned upside down on the ground, and his empty eye sockets looked towards Liaodong.

If Sony knew what Huang Taiji was thinking, would he be disheartened?
It's a pity that on Huangquan Road, no other voices will ever be heard.

A thin wolf snatched Sonny's head, and the body was separated by an unknown distance.

The wind crashed into Huang Taiji's arms, and he didn't feel cold at all.

As for why Sony didn't send back any news, he just gave up and didn't think about it.

Sometimes, it's easy for people to get into a dead end.

From the perspective of God, everything has traces to follow.

But people are people after all, if they can cover everything, they would have already ascended to immortality, so why suffer in the world?

However, Huang Taiji still called Fan Wencheng and the princes and nobles to the study, completely ignoring the cold weather at night.

……

In the golden autumn season, Liaodong was already chilly. The cold wind blowing from the Mongolian prairie circled several times over Shengjing City and squeezed into the palace.

But in the imperial study room, the raging fire still makes the room warm like spring.

A few quarters of an hour ago, the eunuchs brought several pots of fire to bring warmth to the study that was like an ice cellar.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of the firewood, Huang Taiji was sitting on the throne proudly.

Thinking that his great idea and unique operation had been fully realized at this time, a smile flowed out from under his sparse beard.

The people in the room were very sleepy, and they were the opposite of Huang Taiji on the throne.

They don't care about what Huang Taiji is thinking now, they just think about going back now, whether they can continue the dream just now.

On the way here just now, the piercing cold wind made them shiver non-stop, but now standing in this warm study room, the drowsiness struck again.

These Eight Banners masters have just finished working hard and went to sleep, how can they withstand such torture?

Regardless of the tiredness on their faces, Huang Taiji spoke with a loud and joyful voice:

"I thought that big things will come true, and living in the Central Plains is no longer a dream!"

(End of this chapter)