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

Chapter 118 If they can buy it, so can we!

In the warm pavilion, Chongzhen looked at the military officials standing in front of him, and said with disbelief:

"Defeat Jiannu? Kill two thousand?!

Could it be that Aiqing is dreaming?Or hysterical, gibberish? ! "

The official of the Ministry of War raised his hands high, and raised the victory report document in his hand above his head, loudly saying:
"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true. This is a joint report from the Duke of England and the Secretary of the Ministry of War. It cannot be faked!"

The official's face was full of excitement.

This document contains his name, and for this name, he paid a lot of money.

"Bastard, Your Majesty dares to deceive you right now!"

Cao Huachun, who was standing by the side, was taken aback for a moment, then he came back and scolded in a low voice.

There is no other reason, this matter has nothing to do with him.

"The soldiers and horses of the imperial court have been exhausted for many years. When the slaves entered the bandits in the past, I didn't see any movement from them. Why did they defeat the slaves today? They killed more than two thousand people, talking nonsense!"

Cao Huachun's face became ugly, and he suddenly remembered the scene where Yang Sichang and the British government submitted a letter a few days ago.

Suddenly I figured it out.

No wonder these people tried their best to take the Beijing camp out. If there was no benefit in it, what would they do? !

Let's not talk about whether it is true or not, what is certain is that it is definitely beneficial, not small.

Otherwise, it won't make them desperate.

Thinking of this, Cao Huachun felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing other people make money is worse than losing money yourself.

"Big companion is right, why is there such a result? Killing more than two thousand people? How can it be convincing?!"

Chongzhen frowned, staring at the official with an unfriendly expression.

Although Emperor Chongzhen was sometimes unreliable, he was not a fool, and he could understand the most basic truth.

If the Beijing camp could kill more than [-] people, there would be no slaves in the world.

The official didn't refute these words, and it was true if he bit him to death.

Cao Huachun didn't talk nonsense, and brought the victory report to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen took the good news and looked at it seriously.

Thousands of words are eloquently written, and the ups and downs of the war process are exciting.

Chongzhen still didn't believe it.

This good news is seriously distorted, just like a romance novel.

Putting down the good news in his hand, Chongzhen looked at the military official.

Said: "This matter is of great importance, we must send someone to check it!"

Then he looked at Cao Huachun again, "Big companion, take someone over there to see what's going on."

"According to the order!"

Cao Huachun saluted and took orders.

Zhang Zhiji and the others had long thought that this would happen, so they took Jiannu's head out of the city before sending out troops.

On the way to Tongzhou, the assignment was completed.

In order to pretend to be a bit more like, they also asked Zhao Dading to accompany them.

Of course, you have to pay more.

However, compared to head money, this is very cheap.

The army was "miserably" walking back to Beijing. Zhang Zhiji, who was not young, was riding a war horse and was wearing an armor passed down from his ancestors.

His face was stern, and there was still "blood" on his body that hadn't been wiped off.

It was like going through a real war.

Zhu Chunchen and Xu Yunzhen followed on both sides of him, similar to him.

"British lord, this battle is not easy. I played the prestige of my Beijing camp, and severely defeated the limelight of the slave building!"

Zhu Chunchen looked at Zhang Zhiji with emotion.

To play a full set of acting, at this time, you must first deceive yourself into it.

If you don't believe it, who can believe it?

Zhang Zhiji nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The Beijing camp is really not easy!"

These guys, if they were in modern times, it would be really wronged for them not to take a few movie kings.

The sun overhead was covered by dark clouds, and the wind picked up again.

A team stood in front of Zhang Zhiji and the others, and the leader was Cao Huachun.

Cao Huachun's face was very cold, and he walked towards Zhang Zhiji's team.

After meeting, explain the purpose of coming, and take out the imperial decree of Chongzhen, and then check the head of Jiannu.

He doesn't care about other things, everything else can be faked, but Jiannu's head can't be faked.

Zhang Zhiji personally led him to the back of the team, to the flat carriage pulling Jiannu's head.

A stench came over the face, and there were some blackened blood stains on the head.

Do a full set of plays, and before leaving, I brought some cattle and sheep.

The cattle and sheep were killed and eaten, and the blood was splashed on the heads of these people, or smeared on the body to pretend.

Looking at the heads of Jiannu in front of him, Cao Huachun's expression was gloomy.

After some inspection, they were all genuine Jiannu heads, and even those big banners were genuine.

Cao Huachun gritted his teeth.

Where did so many slave heads come from?Can someone like Jingying beat Jiannu?It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!

He hates it, so many heads are a great contribution.

Such a great contribution has nothing to do with him, how can he not hate it?

He turned around and wanted to ask, but Zhang Zhiji's murderous eyes forced him to hold back these words.

At this time, the status has changed, and Zhang Zhiji has his head in hand, and he is the pillar general of the court.

If there is a collision at this time, even if Chongzhen protects him, he will lose a layer of skin.

After checking, it was found that the number of heads was exactly the same as that on the victory report.

In other words, the good news is real.

Thinking of this, the back molars almost gnawed.

With anger, Cao Huachun went back to Beijing.

I didn't even want to watch the capture of the soldiers and horses of the generals in Shaanxi Middle Road, I was really in the mood.

He kept scolding along the way:

"What kind of ability does the Jingying gang have? It must be a fake to kill so many people!"

"Damn, how is it possible? With so much credit, it's not our family!"

"His grandma's!"

A eunuch who was following him suddenly said: "Godfather, it was reported in the victory report earlier that more than two thousand soldiers and horses from the Beijing camp and Shanxi Middle Road soldiers and horses were killed together.

Shall we go to the generals and horses on Shaanxi Middle Road?Anyway, it's not bad at all! "

This eunuch was none other than Wang Cheng'en who later accompanied Chongzhen to hang himself on Meishan Mountain.

Now he is the eunuch in charge of the chief of ceremonies, the son of Cao Huachun, and he is highly valued by Cao Huachun.

"You mean, it has something to do with the soldiers and horses on the Shaanxi Middle Road?!"

Cao Huachun frowned.

He had never seen Sun Jie's soldiers and horses. When Sun Chuanting and Sun Jie fought, he hid in the city and he returned early, so he didn't know the specific situation of Sun Jie's soldiers and horses.

I just thought it was similar to ordinary officers and soldiers.

"It's not bad anyway, just go and have a look!" Wang Chengen said.

"It's reasonable, it's not bad at all!"

Cao Huachun turned around and led the crowd away.

Zhao Dading's team was not far from Zhang Zhiji and the others, and Cao Huachun quickly found them.

With just one glance, there is a decision in my heart.

"No wonder, no wonder, nine times out of ten, the heads of these slaves were all captured by these Shaanxi soldiers!"

Outside Zhao Dading's team, Cao Huachun looked at the extremely elite army in front of him, with a look of sudden enlightenment.

These soldiers and horses, everyone has armor, imposing manner, and the spears in their hands are sharp.

Although it is a bit outrageous to win more than two thousand, it is much more reliable than the Beijing camp.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Cao Huachun walked over with his followers.

Zhao Dading saw Cao Huachun from a long distance away.

Although he didn't know him, he could tell who it was from the python robe on Cao Huachun's body and the three mountain cap on his head.

It must be the eunuch in the palace.

"Stop and see what they want to do!"

Zhao Dading stopped.

Cao Huachun came in front of Zhao Dading, and cupped his hands with a warm face, "Is it General Sun's army? I'm the eunuch Cao Huachun, the supervisor of ceremonies and Bingbi!"

"It's General Sun's soldiers and horses, and the commander of the first battalion under General Sun's command is Zhao Dading!" Zhao Dading cupped his hands, throwing a loud voice.

There was a smile on his face, and he asked with a smile: "Dare to ask, where is General Sun now? And the head of the slave? I don't know what's going on?!"

Zhao Dading immediately understood Cao Huachun's intention.

"Could it be that Eunuch Cao also wants to buy Jianu's head?"

Suddenly said this sentence, realized that he had slipped his tongue, and hurriedly used a cover.

"Ahem, what, is it possible that the father-in-law wants to check Jiannu's head?!"

Of course it was on purpose.

If you want to sell the heads of Jian slaves for a good price, of course you need a lot of publicity.

A gleam flashed in Cao Huachun's eyes.

He was a ghost, and he grasped the point at once.

Without dwelling on what Zhao Dading said just now, he took someone to check Jiannu's head.

After nothing else, he left in a hurry.

On the way, Wang Chengen was puzzled and asked, "Godfather, just now that Qiu Ba said that the head of Yinggong and the others was bought, why didn't godfather ask carefully?"

"Ask carefully? What are you asking? Jianu's head was bought, so what? No, so what?
Before coming here, our family had read their good news, and it involved too many people.

Just one of us?What can I do?It can't be said that it will arouse public outrage.

Remember, what the emperor wants is an obedient person, and he doesn't want another Wei Zhongxian! "

Cao Huachun preached in a deep voice.

"Then let's just watch it like this?!" Wang Chengen was dissatisfied.

"Ha ha!"

Cao Huachun sneered, with a gloomy face, and said, "If they can buy it, so can we!
Not only do we want to buy it, but also let others buy it!

Liaodong, Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou, Wang Pu, Hu Dawei, Yang Guozhu, they all have to be counted.

Bypass our house this time, next time, our house will prevent you from buying it! "

Most eunuchs hold grudges.

This time, the head of more than a thousand level slaves is a great contribution.

Such a great contribution has nothing to do with him, Cao Huachun, the more he thinks about it, the more unconvinced he becomes.

"However, what if the soldiers from the Shaanxi Middle Road in the back can't get so many Jiannu heads?"

Wang Chengen asked suspiciously.

"You, looking at things, you are still too young. How can our family trust you to entrust the supervisor of ceremonies to you?

As the saying goes, if you don't have that diamond, you can't stop that porcelain job.

If Shaanxi soldiers and horses don't have that ability, how can they kill more than two thousand people at a time?
According to the usual practice, some people's heads will definitely be filled in the harvest.

But the heads of those slaves just now are all genuine.

They even sell it outside, what does that mean?This shows that they cut two thousand Jiannu with their hands.

That Qiu Ba just now seemed to have slipped his mouth unintentionally, but from our family's point of view, that's not the case!

He leaked it to our family on purpose, the meaning is obvious, that is, he recognizes money but not people.

Although I don't know why they want to sell Jiannu's head outside, but it's a good thing!

The imperial court needs this great service! "

Cao Huachun is eloquent and earnest.

Fortunately, it is no coincidence that the eunuch who was able to fight against Wei Zhongxian and escape unscathed was able to live to this day and still be favored by Chongzhen.

"However, after we go back, our family asks His Majesty for a decree. You go to Tongzhou to have a look, go to Sun Jie's to see what's going on! Forget it, let's go to our house, you go to our house worried!"

I wanted Wang Chengen to go, but after thinking about it, forget it.

This kind of thing is too important to allow any mistakes.

Chongzhen has never been so happy.

Looking at Cao Huachun standing in front of him, he walked up and down in the warm pavilion excitedly, almost jumped up.

"The two soldiers and horses, and the heads of the slaves add up, is there really more than two thousand ranks?"

Chongzhen's eyes widened.

Cao Huachun made a salute and said: "Return to the emperor, it is absolutely true!
The servant girl checked it carefully, and it was indeed more than two thousand levels!It will arrive in the capital soon! "

"Hahaha, good, good, I am great, Ming! There is hope for the revival of the Ming Dynasty!"

Chongzhen cheered again and again.

"You step back first, for such a big event, you should pray to your ancestors!

To have such a big victory, I should bless my ancestors! "

After Chongzhen finished speaking, he ran to Taimiao without looking back.

I've never been so elated.

The bandits dug up his ancestral grave, and the Jiannu pointed at his nose and scolded him outside the capital city wall. The humiliation he suffered for so many years completely disappeared at this moment.

A few days ago, Dorgon broke through the haze of the important town of Jiliao, but now it all disappeared.

Chongzhen walked faster and faster, and finally even ran.

Not like an emperor at all.

In fact, he also had doubts in his heart.

However, there are genuine two thousand Jianu heads, and these doubts are temporarily suppressed by the excitement.

Two days later, Jiannu Rentou entered the capital under the escort of Zhang Zhiji and Zhao Dading.

They should have been sent directly to the Ministry of War, but Chongzhen ordered them to be sent outside the Daming Gate.

When all the heads were placed on the square outside the Daming Gate, Chongzhen came here with all the civil and military officials.

The human head is arranged in a Beijing-watching appearance, which is majestic.

Chongzhen stood in front of the head, his face flushed red.

"These are all Jiannu heads?!"

Excited and incoherent, Chongzhen completely believed it.

Yang Sichang took the head of a slave and came to Chongzhen and explained it seriously.

"Your Majesty, the scalps of Jiannu people are blue because they have shaved their heads for a long time. The braid at the back of their heads is called a money rattail, and it must be able to pass through copper coins.

If you take the money rattail apart, the lock of hair will be twisted and messy, because it has been braided for too long.

If you kill the good and take the credit, temporarily shave your head and braid your hair, it will not reach this level. "

The meaning is obvious, it is to tell Chongzhen, Your Majesty, don't doubt any more, these heads of slaves are real, and they are not killing the good and pretending to be meritorious.

Chongzhen's eyes brightened, and he couldn't be more excited, "Haha, yes, yes!"

There is nothing more exciting than seeing so many heads of Jiannu with your own eyes.

Zhang Zhiji and the others stood behind Chongzhen, smiling like chrysanthemums.

(End of this chapter)