Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 93: A Servant in the Qing Dynasty and a Duke in the Ming Dynasty

"Master Yang! The thief who killed the young master is in Huangniling! Why don't you raise up your elite and go to Huangniling to avenge the young master!!"

Several Eight Banners soldiers shouted at Yang Yuchun unceremoniously.

Yang Yuchun frowned.

"The army is stationed in Nan'an Mansion, before arriving at Xiaomeiguan, we must not let Ni Ming take advantage of it! The army must not move rashly!"

Yang Yuchun said.

"Master Yang, the young master died in your army, please explain to Mr. Xinyong yourself when the time comes!"

Confess.

How to explain?

Yang Yuchun frowned more and more.

"Everyone step down for the time being, I will give Lord Xinyong an explanation!"

Several Eight Banners soldiers looked at each other.

He carried the body of Guarja Furui away.

"Brother, what should we do now? A young man from the Guerjia family died here."

You Dongyun's expression was gloomy.

"Why were you so careless and let the Ming army beat you to death! How do you explain this now?"

This is really a disaster.

This little father-in-law never listened to Yang Yuchun's orders.

Now something went wrong.

Yang Yuchun, a member of the Zhongyong Battalion, has to bear the responsibility.

"Yeah, why are you so careless?" Yang Yuchun's temples throbbed.

The only backer I have in the court is Fukang'an.

But I'm afraid Fukang'an will not offend Guarjia for himself.

Therefore, as a member of the Zhongyong Battalion, he must be slapped, and it would be a good ending to return to his hometown and become an official.

I'm afraid that Mr. Xinyong is determined to take revenge.
In the military tent, Yang Yuchun and his two brave generals fell silent.

Wu Tinggang and You Dongyun glanced at each other.

"Brother, I'm afraid the Qing court will not be able to survive, why not"

Wu Tinggang lowered his voice and made a gesture of cutting his neck.

"One does not do the other."

Yang Yuchun stared at Wu Tinggang.

"Are you going to rebel!"

Wu Tinggang's face was suffocated, and Yang Yuchun stared at him, and his face became uncomfortable.

After a long time.

He waved his hand: "Brother, you can do whatever you want, the big deal is that I'll just throw a knife at Caishikou, and I don't care."

"The Holy Son of Heaven is in court today, why should you and I worry about it?" Yang Yuchun said.

Wu Tingang shook his head again and again: "If it is really the Holy Son of Heaven, he is also the Holy Son of Manchurians. It is a good idea to fight the Han soldiers under the flag. We Han people will serve as cannon fodder to the court."

With that said, Wu Tinggang turned around and walked out of the military tent.

Seeing it, Yang Yuchun frowned even tighter.

"Brother, it's better if Guarjia Fuxing doesn't pursue him. If he is determined to take his anger out on Big Brother, we'd better make preparations early."

You Dongyun said.

Yang Yuchun was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "How to prepare, the only way to be a minister is to be loyal to the emperor."

"grown ups."

Just as Wu Ting stepped out of the military tent, a green battalion veteran greeted him.

"Everyone on guard, Qianhu, and Chief General will meet for a drink tonight."

Wu Tinggang nodded.

"Go and stare first, I'll pass by later."

"Yes!"

The veteran bowed and retreated.

This is his personal soldier, and he is also the servant of his family who grew up since he was a child, and he is the most trustworthy.

Seeing the back of the soldiers disappearing into the rainy and misty night.

Wu Tinggang touched his chest and felt the weight of the [-] Ming Yuan certificate of deposit.

He turned his head and looked at the military tent.

Then step into the rain.

At this moment.

A group of frustrated military officers from the green battalion who had been squeezed out by the Eight Banners not long ago were drinking and gambling in a military tent.

At the beginning, I still gambled five times and six times pushing Pai Gow to gamble.

Very lively.

I don't know when someone suddenly mentioned the death of the young grandpa of Guerjia's family.

"Unlucky, the fucking imperial court wanted to find a reason to fire us all, but now it's good. The reasons are ready-made."

"I fought from Guangdong to Jiangxi, and I'm considered a staunch loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty. Now it's good. When the Eight Banners come, we all have to give up our positions!"

"Hehe, let the Eight Banners masters fight this battle from now on."

"It would be great if Master Eight Banners could fight, but I'm afraid that we will have to fight as cannon fodder."

"Good death, damn it!"

A group of military officers and rough people were talking, and the topic gradually became a little outrageous.

"Master Wu is here."

Just now.

Wu Tinggang opened the door and entered.

Everyone hurriedly stood up to greet them.

Wu Tinggang's face was serious.

"You guys are still thinking about drinking here."

"Master Wu, what's the matter? Your colleagues don't have the right to lead the army now. What can you do without drinking?"

"That's right, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today.",

Wu Tingang shook his head again and again: "Everyone, you are about to face disaster!"

"A catastrophe is coming?"

"Why is this?"

Wu Tinggang looked outside the tent.

The two soldiers around him withdrew and stood guard at the door.

Then he looked around.

When no one spoke and the tent was silent.

Only then did he say: "Naturally, a catastrophe is imminent. The imperial court originally wanted to follow the strategy of the banner generals and Han soldiers. The ordinary military officers of the green battalions naturally want to give way to the bannermen."

"But now, Guarjia Furui is dead! You are another green camp official in Guangdong."

"The imperial court distrusts Guangdong officials the most now, and now they have an excuse to punish you. How can your life be easier?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions became ugly.

King Ming occupied Guangdong.

Most of them were originally local green camp military officers in Guangdong, and they were even less trusted than ordinary Han Chinese green camp military officers.

Now the court has an excuse.

I'm afraid it will really hit them hard.
"Even so, what can we do?" Someone said loudly.

"What should I do?" Wu Tingang sneered.

"Now he is not the only one who can clear the Tartars!" Wu Tingang looked at the crowd staring at him, "I wait for the Han people, why should I be a horse and an ox for the Tartars?"

within the tent.

Needle drop can be heard.

Just as Wu Ting clapped his hands, a strong man came over and took off his hat, revealing his sharp cut.

Luo Jiangong, a thousand households of Jin Yiwei, stared at the military attaches of the Guangdong Green Camp and smiled.

"Everyone, King Ming's [-] troops are stationed in Nanxiong Prefecture, and they will attack Nan'an Mansion soon. Do you think it can be stopped with just [-] of you?"

"Before that, I'm afraid you will be treated as cannon fodder by the Tartars and rushed to the battlefield."

Luo Jiangong's words made the generals present tremble.

One hundred thousand Ming troops!

The fear of being defeated by the [-] Ming army on the Huangpu battlefield suddenly lingered in everyone's minds.

"Everyone, this is a certificate of deposit of five thousand Ming Yuan. If you return to the Ming Dynasty, you will get five thousand Ming Yuan, and you will be rewarded by the King Ming. If you resist the Ming Dynasty, the enemies of the King Ming will die without a place to die!"

"Brother, I heard that when the king treats his ministers like brothers and feet, the ministers regard the emperor as his heart; when the emperor regards his ministers like dogs and horses, the ministers regard the emperor as the people of his country;

You Dongyun said.

Yang Yuchun stared at You Dongyun.

"Dong Yun, you and I have known each other since we were young, we are siblings, we are brothers, tell me, are you right?"

You Dongyun raised his eyes and looked at Yang Yuchun.

"Brother, what if I vote, so what if I don't?"

"Tou Ming." Yang Yuchun took a deep breath, "He is my enemy!"

"Brother, you are confused. The Qing court made it clear that it did not trust you and me Han military generals. The king treats his ministers like dirt, and the ministers treat him like a bandit." You Dongyun said sharply.

"I, Yang Yuchun, would rather die than be a second minister!"

"This is stupid loyalty!"

You Dongyun roared in a low voice.

"Brother has [-] loyal troops under his command. In troubled times, it's time for heroes to have great potential. With these [-] soldiers and horses as capital, why don't you worry about not having a chance to enter?"

"In the Qing Dynasty, they were nothing more than servants of the Manchurians. In the Ming Dynasty, they were the heroes of the restoration of the country, princes for generations, and rested with the country!!!"

You Dongyun stared at Yang Yuchun, and shouted in a suppressed voice.

Yang Yuchun stared at You Dongyun with staring eyes, their eyes met and neither of them spoke.

a long time.

Yang Yuchun sat down on the chair slumped.

"Are you and Ting Gang ready?"

You Dongyun was overjoyed when he heard the words. ,

"Brother, this is an opportunity!"

"Opportunity. You and I vote, what about dozens of family members?"

Yang Yuchun said.

"Big brother is worried about the eldest son and the second son?"

You Dongyun smiled slightly

"come in!"

You Dongyun's voice fell.

A person outside the tent opened the door and entered.

He took off his hat, revealing his short cut without braids.

"Yang Fang?!"

Yang Yuchun's expression changed, and he put his hand on the sheath of the waist knife on the table.

"Brother! Do you want to cut off all your escape routes?"

You Dongyun said sharply.

Yang Fang cupped her hands: "My lord, King Ming is the Lord of Ming, and I have heard about your lord's talent for a long time."

As he spoke, he took out a certificate of deposit from his pocket.

"This is [-] Ming Yuan. If your lord sends his troops back to the Ming Dynasty, this money will belong to your lord. In addition, the king of Ming will not hesitate to reward you with titles and officials!"

"and"

Yang Fang took out a longevity lock.

"Your Excellency's family members are all very safe now, and they are enjoying happiness in Guangzhou!"

Yang Yuchun stood up with a groan.

Take the longevity lock from Yang Fang.

Looking at the word "Dong" engraved on the lock, his face changed drastically.

"What did you do to Dong'er?!"

"Jin Yiwei has invited his family to Guangzhou. The eldest son Guozuo and the second son Guodong are both enrolled in Daming Public School. In the future, they will be the classmates of the princes of Daming. This is a rare blessing."

Yang Yuchun's expression changed.

In the end, he had to sit slumped in a chair, lost in thought.

You Dongyun and Yang Fang didn't bother either.

Just quietly waiting on the sidelines.

Just now.

Outside the tent, Wu Tinggang opened the curtain and walked in, nodding to You Dongyun and Yang Fang.

Then take out a letter of appeal.

"Brother, the Zhongyong Battalion has decided to join Daming with all the Han Chinese military officers above the general level. If you are willing, you can put your fingerprint on this letter, and everyone will respect you as the leader of the Zhongyong Battalion."

"If you don't want to"

"Just a little bit of grievance, brother. When things are done quickly, Ting Gang will send his brother off on his way."

On the road?

What way?

It is to go to Ganzhou Prefecture.

Or the Hall of Yama?
Yang Yuchun smiled wryly.

"Good means, good means."

"Before a single soldier is dispatched, let the Zhongyong Battalion turn against each other."

"The world is peaceful, why should there be any more heroes born?"

"Brother, the Tartars have no way, King Ming is here to restore the Han family."

You Dongyun said.

"It seems... I can't do it anymore."

Yang Yuchun stood up.

"Call everyone over here! Since we are going to do something, then give King Ming a gift first!"

(End of this chapter)