General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 97 Gambling
When you see the people behind you who are full of pits and valleys.

At this time, Ning Jue wanted to turn around and scold Wang Yongbin again.

Didn't you agree to stay in the city and be a bastard?

You're much better at beating drums than Yang Shouqian just now!
Is it because you are afraid that the whole city will not hear you? !
"Ning Bingxian! Let's kill the enemy with you!"

"Father, mother, child, mother-in-law and aunt have all been sent to the city, we are still afraid of the eggs!"

Looking at the people who are getting closer and closer to him.

A thought suddenly appeared in Ning Jue's mind.

run!
Run now!
Most of these people are on foot, and few ride horses. It is not a big problem to catch the first wave of charge by themselves.

There will be so many people in the meeting, so maybe it will happen!

There are only a thousand Tartars in total.

You guys come out with so many people, don't scare those people away!
This is the era of cold weapons. If you really have the will to fight, a large number of people is king, and no weapon is easy to use!
But Ning Jue still thinks too simple after all.

It took less than an hour for this group of people to rush out of the city.

The drums in the entire capital shook loudly.

Almost all the soldiers and horses of the battalions guarding the outer seven gates were dispatched.

Ning Jue looked to the south from a distance, and saw that the entire capital was flying like a sandstorm.

"Just now I was hiding in the city as a bastard, how come I'm going out of the city for a decisive battle now?!"

Ning Jue didn't understand.

Not to mention Ning Jue, even the generals in the city didn't understand.

Almost in an instant, the higher authorities changed their caliber, and anyone with armor had to go out of the city to fight.

It was as if they were deliberately driving them out of the city.

Just after the battalions were urged to fight, the Ministry of War also issued several proclamations, urgently calling heavy troops from all provinces to enter King Qin.

The difference from the former King Qin was that last time only Qingqi was transferred, but this time even infantry was included in the recruitment.

And those ministers of Jiuqing who were still chattering in the morning all changed their appearance this afternoon, as if they were gamblers who were about to participate in a big gamble and fell silent.

in the cabinet.

Yan Song walked into the value house with a solemn expression.

"Dazhang, why is the drum beating in the city?"

Ding Rukui glanced at Xu Jie, and then said: "Old Yan Ge, just now the lower officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate were looking for it together, and the lower officials thought it was the order of Old Yan Ge..."

Before Ding Rukui could finish speaking, Yan Song interrupted Ding Rukui's words with a flick of his sleeve.

"Where did I issue such an order? This is a war! How can I act blindly?!"

How could Yan Song not know.

All the hall officials are waiting for my answer to write off the account.

Now that the capital has made such a big noise, and so many soldiers and horses have gone out, it can only show that the capital has something more important than writing off accounts.

"Zisheng, what happened?"

Xu Jie sat aside, looking at Yan Song with a solemn expression.

"Old Yan Ge, so many people in Andingmen have left the palace, how can the imperial court's officers and soldiers not move?!"

Yan Song saw that it was at this time, and Xu Jie was still playing charades with himself, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

"Xu Zisheng! The frontier army doesn't have enough food and pay. If something goes wrong, how can you and I go to see Junfu?!"

Xu Jie winked at Yan Song.

"Old Yan Ge, how can anyone survive in a war?"

"The death of one person is a number, and the death of one hundred thousand people is a number, isn't it?"

"The hearts of the people are available, the morale is available, and we should go to war!"

"Bang!" Yan Song slapped the desk with a slap.

"Xu Jie! What time is this? Don't you tell me the truth?!"

Xu Jie raised his head slowly, looking at Yan Song with serious eyes.

"Old Yan Ge, haven't you and I already seen the matter? If you want to ask others, I don't know. All I know is that even the common people have left the city to kill the enemy, and the court can't sit idly by!"

Above the temple, the most difficult thing to learn has never been about making money and being under control, but knowing what you should know after something happens, and not knowing what you shouldn't know.

He only knew that the people below found him in unison and asked him to urge the soldiers and horses of the battalions to fight.

This behavior itself already carries a large enough amount of information.

What happens is the responsibility of the subordinates, and Xu Jie and Yan Song must be responsible for the credit.

Yan Song's body was obviously startled, and then he sat down on the grand teacher's chair in the value hut.

Obviously, Yan Song also understood the deep meaning in Xu Jie's words.

"Zisheng...I'm getting old, and sooner or later you will have to shoulder the burden of the cabinet."

Xu Jie looked at Yan Song dumbfounded.

"Old Yan Ge, in the face of national crisis, you will be a mountain of our Daming, you must not collapse, and you must not collapse!"

How deep is the water on the court hall?

These old foxes know better than anyone.

Even for someone like Ding Rukui who hardly has any right to speak in the hut, apart from the door of the hut, there are people who want to cling to him side by side.

Some of them are new scholars like Ning Jue who have just entered the officialdom.

There are not only new powerful families in the southeast, but also aristocratic families in Huzhou County for hundreds of years.

The interests of these people are intertwined, and some even have completely conflicting goals.

But now the same voice can only explain one thing.

The stakes at the table attracted them all.

When the drums on the city gate sounded, it meant that the game had already been played.

And the poker table of the game.

It is the change in front of you.

Yan Song's chest rose slowly, and he took a deep breath.

"Then fight, fight for my Ming Dynasty, and make the world peaceful for Kyushu Wanfang."

Yan Song knew he couldn't stop the gamble.

And the chief minister of the cabinet, who is his daughter-in-law, is about to stand in line.

"Old Yan Ge, would you like to sign your name?"

Yan Song's expression hesitated for a moment, and then he said leisurely: "No."

In the end, Yan Song still stood on the side of the emperor as before.

The two looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

"it is good."

There are two full baskets of memorials for the battle in the cabinet.

Without any hesitation, Yan Song ordered all the scribes to be sent to Xiyuan.

An hour later.

In the Wuyi Hall, just now an edict was issued to urge Jiajing, who was interested in the war, to sit on the futon, and in front of Huang Jin was the memorabilia just handed in by the cabinet.

"My lord, please invite Zhanshu...all please Zhanshu!"

"There are those from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and there are also petitions from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple!"

Jiajing's eyes opened in a daze.

"Everyone...is asking for a fight?"

Huang Jin fell to his knees with a "plop".

"My lord, all the ministries in the capital are inviting you to fight, my lord."

Jiajing stood up from the futon in disbelief.

"Everyone is asking for a fight? Why didn't I know that there are so many loyal ministers and good generals in my Ming Dynasty!"

I picked up the playbook in the box and read a few copies.

"Is there any important minister in Beijing who hasn't gone to the war?"

Huang Jin lowered his head and sobbed, "Only Mr. Yan Ge didn't go to school, but these memorials were all sent by Mr. Yan Ge!"

Jiajing snorted coldly.

"Okay, they are all loyal ministers. The loyal ones don't seem to expect me to win the Ming Dynasty. Those who don't know think that the imperial conquest..."

Halfway through the speech, Jiajing seemed to be grabbed by the neck suddenly, and then his expression turned ferocious.

"Where is the prince?! Huang Jin, drive to Qingning Palace, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)