Anti Qing

Chapter 43 The villain
Walking out of the lobby, Li Zijing didn't have much joy on his face.

He was a bit too optimistic about this former camp.

Li Zijing only knew that the former battalion was the main rear of the Dashun army in the battle of Qingdu and suffered a disastrous defeat, but he didn't know the real situation of the former battalion now.

After listening to what Li Zicheng said just now, Li Zijing felt that this former battalion general was not so easy to be.

First of all, Li Zijing didn't have much management experience. Before, there were only more than 100 people, and the number suddenly increased tenfold. Not to mention the complicated business, he had to rely on himself to lead the troops.

Secondly, the former battalion is basically an empty shell now, and as a general, I have only more than 1000 people under my control.

Even in Dashun's Fifth Battalion, the original strength of more than 1000 people is the smallest, and it is not even as large as some Dashun generals stationed there.

The entire front camp is like the epitome of Dashun, and it is no easy task to rebuild it.

Thinking of these things, Li Zijing strode like flying towards the former camp.

When the crowd dispersed, Liu Zongmin, dressed in a brand new cyan arrow jacket, looked at Li Zijing's back, came to Niu Jinxing, and snorted coldly.

"Didn't you say that Li Zijing would threaten King Chuang?"

"Why didn't you say a word?"

"Also, what did you wink at just now?"

Niu Jinxing squinted at Liu Zongmin and shook his head slightly.

He didn't reply, just watched the Dashun generals who filed out from the lobby, and walked towards a tent behind the lobby.

"General Quan is still so impatient."

"This matter is of great importance, let's talk about it in my account."

Liu Zongmin stared at Niu Jinxing, thought for a while, and followed.

Niu Jinxing's large tent was not far from Tongguan General Military Mansion, and the two arrived soon. There were red candles in the tent, and documents from all over the world were placed on the table.

Behind the table is a mahogany bookshelf that was looted from nowhere, and there are all kinds of books, among which the art of war is the most.

The lights in the tent were brightly lit, and soldiers of the Chinese Army Shun Army in blue arrow uniforms patrolled back and forth, within ten steps between the sentry posts.

When Liu Zongmin walked in, he saw Niu Jinxing sitting in front of the table, pouring him a cup of hot tea.

Liu Zongmin himself hates such a polite environment, and he doesn't like Niu Jinxing very much.

The reason why he can come now is entirely related to Li Zijing.

"Let's talk if you have something to say. In a few days, the army will leave camp and return to Xi'an. I don't have much time to chat with you!"

The hot tea on the table exuded a rich and fragrant smell, and Niu Jinxing's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't show any panic in the face of Liu Zongmin's disrespect.

Obviously compared with Song Xiance, Niu Jinxing's palace is still deeper.

He held up the teacup and savored it carefully.

"General Quan, do you know why the Prime Minister likes drinking tea?"

Liu Zongmin just glanced at the hot tea in front of him, sneered, but didn't reply.

Niu Jinxing pouted slightly, and put down the teacup.

"Because life is like this cup of tea. At the beginning, it is dry and bitter, but after brewing with hot water, it will become full and fragrant."

"When it came to my prime minister's mouth, after going through ups and downs, it will return to that bland fragrance in the end."

"This is the way to taste tea, does General Quan understand?"

Liu Zongmin was furious, and overturned the case on the table.

The hot tea on the table flowed all over the floor with the pouring of the teacup, and the fragrant smell rushed to the face, and then quickly dissipated.

"Humph!"

"Niu Jinxing, let me tell you, I'm not interested in tea tasting!"

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't play tricks here! Otherwise, I will leave!"

Niu Jinxing looked surprised, his eyes were uncertain.

"Tsk, what a pity these two cups of good tea!"

After staring at Liu Zongmin for a while, Niu Jinxing was finally defeated by his aura and decided to get straight to the point.

"The former battalion has been abolished by the Qing army. It doesn't hurt to hand it over to Li Zijing. If General Quan is worried about this, he is really worrying too much."

Liu Zongmin's chest kept rising and falling, staring at Niu Jinxing.

"Yesterday, General Quan talked about the murder of his father and brother after Tang Taizong Li Shimin gained power. General Quan still remembers it."

"Right now, the same crisis is still brewing in Dashun!"

Liu Zongmin sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why Li Zijing was not pleasing to the eye in the hall today, and the reason why he said those words by accident, was also because of this story.

Ever since Niu Jinxing told about Li Shimin's murder of his father and brother after he gained power, Liu Zongmin always had a thorn in his heart.

He didn't want the country he had fought with Li Zicheng for many years to end up in the hands of a brother-killer, and he didn't want Li Zicheng to be in such a danger, not at all.

"What does Prime Minister mean?"

Niu Jinxing smiled and shook his head.

"General Quan is asking the question knowingly!"

"Little Chuang Wang's temperament has changed a lot these days. It's like a different person. He is proficient in the use of military tactics and strategies, and even knows how to fight in cave cities."

"General Quan didn't think about it, why?"

Liu Zongmin's eyes tightened slightly, his tone was still cold, but gradually calmed down.

"Then according to the prime minister's intention, King Chuang was just pretending before, so that he can replace King Chuang when something happens to me in Dashun?"

Niu Jinxing looked like a teachable child, and waved his hand to indicate that the soldiers outside the tent should be farther away, and then spoke.

"Right now, I'm in the same camp as General Quan."

"It doesn't matter whether General Quan believes it or not, this incident happened for real. Then Li Shimin killed his father and brother in order to fight for power and profit. He can't do anything."

"Little King Chuang's temperament has changed a lot. These days, even Liu Fangliang and others have been thinking about him. This is not a good phenomenon."

"Your Majesty refuses to do so because of brotherhood. Doesn't General Quan understand?"

Liu Zongmin's face was slightly startled, and he felt that what the old man said was indeed three points reasonable.

This Li Zijing is known as the Little Chuang King, but he has not made any achievements in the camp for many years, and it is even more impossible to say that he still knows the art of war.

Why do you suddenly understand everything in these few days?

In just a few days, he first became the head of the Ministry and then became the general.

Now that King Chuang has no heirs, if there is an accident in the future, and the world will be smooth, wouldn't it be handed over to others?
At this time, Niu Jinxing was still wagging his lips and tongue.

"General Quan wants to persuade His Majesty to send King Xiao Chuang to Jingxiang in the name of determining the overall situation."

"This will not only save His Majesty's safety, but also relieve Jing Xiang's urgent need."

"Jingxiang is in turmoil now. After King Xiao Chuang goes, he will almost die, so there is no need for His Majesty to do anything to gain a bad reputation."

Liu Zongmin's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't answer any more. He just got up suddenly, raised his feet and left directly.

When he left, Niu Jinxing's obsequious smile disappeared and was replaced by extreme disgust.

He squatted down, picked up the fragments of the teacup, and swallowed the small sip of tea on the fragments.

The aroma of the original hot tea has long since dissipated, and the tea has cooled down, just like Niu Jinxing's state of mind.

"A rough guy who doesn't know etiquette, it's a pity to lose these two cups of good tea!"

After Liu Zongmin left, he returned to his camp, looking at the gradually darkening sky, his eyes became icy cold.

On the one hand, he really didn't have a good impression of Niu Jinxing, and he hated all the literati and officials.

On the other hand, I feel that what Niu Jinxing said makes sense.

Liu Zongmin leaned the bloody sword against his feet, stared at the sky, and gradually clenched his fists.

For the safety of King Chuang, let my old brother of many years do this evil thing!

　The past few days are not in the right state. The stool in my hometown is small and short, my waist hurts, and I feel very uncomfortable when typing.Tomorrow's train ticket to go home, probably at home in the evening, when the time comes, I must adjust my status as soon as possible.The addition to Little Binghe Brothers will be placed in the next two days, and it must be fulfilled!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)