Anti Qing

Chapter 70
In the second year of Dashun Yongchang, that is, the second year of Hongguang in Nanming, and the third year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty, it was the twelfth day of the first month in [-].

Inside the city of Xi'an, the common people lined the road, and in the main hall of the original Ming Dynasty Qin Wangfu, Ying Dashun civil and military personnel were all dressed in blue official uniforms, waiting solemnly.

This kind of occasion where all members are in blue clothes will only appear at extremely important moments.

Because today is the deadline for Li Zijing to lead the front battalion to Xiangyang.

Everyone knows the current chaos in Jingxiang, and they are not very optimistic about this little King Chuang who has never led a soldier.

Since returning to Xi'an, Li Zicheng had countless opportunities to change his mind, and sent experienced Tian Jianxiu and others to Xiangyang to preside over the overall situation.

Even Niu Jinxing guessed that Li Zicheng would change his mind in the end, but for some reason, Li Zicheng still chose to let Xiao Chuang Wang Li Zijing go alone.

Perhaps, the Emperor Yongchang has his reasons for believing in Li Zijing
With such thoughts in mind, a smile appeared on Niu Jinxing's face, and he looked at Li Zijing outside the hall.

Li Zicheng was wearing a light blue arrow suit today, and his felt hat was hung on the hanger behind him. His eyes no longer had the deepness of the past, but were replaced by confidence and calmness.

With the sound of slow footsteps, everyone turned around and looked around.

Li Zijing was dressed in a black arrow jacket, lined with cotton armor, and chain mail was put on the cotton armor, with a short dagger hanging on his boots, and he came to the hall fully armed.

Behind Li Zijing are the former general Guoyi Wu Zhaosheng and acting captain Hao Yaoqi who are also wearing armor.

The front battalion is different from the rest of the battalions. The only generals who can take the stage now are Wu Zhaosheng, who later surrendered, and Hao Yaoqi, who was transferred from the Chinese army, which seems quite petty.

Neither Wu Zhaosheng nor Hao Yaoqi was qualified to go to court. That is to say, Li Zijing was the only general who could stand in the main hall on weekdays.

Before today, many civil and military personnel in Dashun felt that the establishment of the former battalion might not last long.

Because compared to rebuilding a main battalion, it is the best choice to break up the front battalion and organize it into other battalions.

But in any case, Li Zicheng's final decision shows that he chooses to believe in this little Chuang Wang, and the former camp will be rebuilt.

It was the first time for Wu Zhaosheng and Hao Yaoqi to come to this kind of scene, but Hao Yaoqi was fine, he looked extremely calm.

After all, although he was not taken seriously in the Dashun Army, he was also an old man who had been with the camp for many years. He knew many people, so he was not so flustered.

Wu Zhaosheng was different, in the hall today, he only knew Li Zijing.

Liu Zongmin, Niu Jinxing, Li Yan, Gu Junen and other civil and military personnel from Dashun, he had heard a lot, but he had never had close contact with this kind of scene.

"Your brother is going on an expedition today, and the brothers who are here to lead the front battalion bid farewell to His Majesty."

Li Zicheng looked at Li Zijing, who had become much calmer, and turned to look at Gu Junen who was standing beside him.

The latter was also prepared a long time ago, walked down the steps under everyone's surprised eyes, and stood beside Li Zijing.

Niu Jinxing was stunned, and looked at Li Zicheng who was smiling. Why, this is the first time even he, the prime minister, has heard of such a thing.

Gu Junen will be the military adviser appointed by Li Zicheng, and will accompany Li Zijing's front battalion to Xiangyang to plan the overall situation. Li Zicheng only revealed this decision to everyone today.

Many civil and military officials of Dashun are also discussing a lot.

Li Zicheng's decision shows that he attaches great importance to Gu Junen as a counselor. After all, the overall situation of Xiangyang is related to the life and death of Dashun.

And King Xiao Chuang has no experience of leading an army alone. In the eyes of everyone, Gu Junen's going to Xiangyang is likely to be the "Prime Minister" in Xiangyang.

In just a moment, Gu Junen's status in the entire Dashun has risen.

Everyone knows that the current Emperor Yongchang and Empress Gao Guiying have no heirs, and they are not too young. If something happens in the future, Li Zijing will undoubtedly be the first heir of Dashun.

And Gu Junen, the first counselor who followed Li Zijing, was very likely to be the future Prime Minister of Dashun, the future head of civil servants.

For this change, Niu Jinxing is really hard to accept.

He who had never regarded Gu Junen as a threat, his face twitched slightly, his smile gradually stagnated, and became uglier than crying.

Li Zicheng laughed out loud, as if he hadn't noticed the change in Niu Jinxing at all.

He sat up from the dragon chair, walked down the steps, held the hands of Gu Junen and Li Zijing, and held them tightly.

"The two of you will be my Dashun's Dinghaishenzhen in Xiangyang from now on. With you here, I believe that the east road will be safe!"

Li Zijing was slightly taken aback, but he felt a force coming from his hand, and was suddenly pulled out of the hall by Li Zicheng.

As the breeze blew past, Li Zijing suddenly felt refreshed and looked at the mountains in the distance.

Li Zicheng stretched out his hand and gestured, as if in front of his eyes, it was not the empty square of Prince Qin's Mansion, but the whole world.

"Even if this world does not belong to me, it cannot belong to the Qing captives or the imperial court. It should belong to the people of the world."

"There needs to be such a person who is hated by all the officials and landlords in the world, and when they mention it, they will grit their teeth with hatred."

"Only in such an environment, the little sapling at the bottom will thrive."

Li Zicheng turned around and stared at Li Zijing closely.

Li Zijing felt the burning heat in his eyes, and he also had a long-lost family-like care.

"Respect yourself, you are this little sapling."

"The journey to Xiangyang is not easy, and arriving in Xiangyang is just the beginning."

As Li Zicheng said, the hotness in his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Respect yourself, don't trust anyone after you leave Xi'an, because no one will really do good for you."

"Tolerance and sincerity are your most unique qualities, and they are also your greatest shortcomings, which will be exploited by others."

Deep worry appeared in Li Zicheng's eyes, and he walked in front with his hands behind his back, like a very old man.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared straight at Li Zijing, making his heart tremble. He subconsciously moved his eyes away, not daring to meet him.

"Who do you think set the fire?"

"Dai Zhijun?"

"Wu Zhaosheng?"

Asking three consecutive sentences, like a nightmare, lingering in Li Zijing's ears.

Li Zijing immediately raised his head and looked forward.

There was light in Li Zicheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were curled up in a smile, but it made people shudder.

At this time, Dashun Wenwu in the main hall also came out, Li Zicheng didn't say anything, just laughed, stepped forward, and patted Li Zijing on the shoulder several times.

The strength of these few blows was heavier than ever before, but the shock Li Zijing felt in his heart was far more unimaginable than these.

Could it be that Li Zicheng started the fire? !

For the past few days, Li Zijing has been immersed in the quagmire of the authorities' obsession, but he has never doubted who the fire has brought once and for all.

Is this what Li Zicheng, the hero of the late Ming Dynasty, wants to teach himself in the past few days?

What you hear with your ears and what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true.

Li Zijing walked down the square slowly under the attention of Dashun's various civil and military expressions, but his whole body seemed to have his soul taken away.

Li Zicheng stood on the steps, silently watching Li Zijing's swaying back disappear into the square, the light in the depths of his eyes slowly receding.

He believed that he had read the right person.

(End of this chapter)