Ming Dynasty: Starting from Liaodong Jiangmen

Chapter 49 Internal strife
Just half an hour before Li Shunzu led his team to the camp outside Yongdingmen City, some soldiers from the Beijing camp had begun to arrive early in the martial arts field of the Beijing camp. They numbered about a thousand, and they were sitting around in twos and threes in the venue. With.

But as the sun went up, even some of the rich and powerful descendants arrived in high spirits. The new governor Li Shunzu, who had made bold promises yesterday to eliminate all those who could not come from the business, was still nowhere to be seen.

Gongshun Hou Wu Weiying was sitting on the stage, followed by several noble disciples who followed him closely.

He looked at the sun above his head, raised his hand slightly to cover it, and sneered again and again: "It seems that Uncle Ning Yuan has retreated when he saw the difficulty. Why would he have retreated if he had known this? Now that he has retreated, Uncle Ning Yuan is still How to attack the prince?"

The noble disciples on the side stood like stars over the moon to ward off the cold and warm them, and they all agreed after hearing the words.

"What the Marquis said is that when Li Shunzu ascends the throne, he will become the laughing stock among the nobles for the first time in history. The other aristocratic families will not have contact with him, and they will still be led by the Marquis."

"Then it seems that Li Shunzu will not compete with the Marquis for the right to command the troops in the capital this time?"

Instead, Wu Weiying was now worried about what would happen after the war. If Li Shunzu really gave up his job, then if the Beijing camp was defeated in Zunhua, wouldn't everything fall on him, a submissive marquis?
Although he still has the title, even if it is the worst outcome, he will still be resigning from the position of governor of the capital. At least he can continue to enjoy food and drink at home. The title of his ancestors almost keeps him in an invincible position.

But the governor of Beijing Camp has real power. If he loses this position, his status among the nobles will be greatly reduced.

Now he was thinking about how to put all the blame for this losing battle on Li Shunzu's head.

In his opinion, Li Shunzu inherited the Earl of Ningyuan from the Li family in Liaodong, which was granted after the Wanli Dynasty. He was not from the same family as them, who were born and raised in the capital. If there was an opportunity to serve as a military attache in the future, he would stay in the capital. Always a problem.

No matter whether Li Shunzu would give in or not, Wu Weiying always regarded him as a trouble.

Of course, Wu Weiying also knew that if he did not transfer the heirs of the Li family to the frontier, even if he would give up, there are still many noble sons and daughters in Beijing in the cabinet who would not just sit idly by and watch. Anyone who wants to do this will do it.

So it would be better for him to continue to take over, deal with Li Shunzu, and win the favor of those important ministers in the cabinet. In the future, perhaps the Gongshun Hou faction will continue to hold important positions in the court, and it will not be difficult to make meritorious deeds if things go smoothly.

Just when Wu Weiying was happily thinking about the future, a man walked quickly with an anxious face.

"Master Wu, that's not right!" Linzhun Marquis Li Hongji suddenly came over, pointed at the soldiers from the Beijing camp in the field, and said: "These people were all in the Beijing camp originally, and none of the old troops of the Li family came! "

Wu Weiying was stunned, stood up, and looked around the field.

Although Wu Weiying had been the governor of the Beijing camp for several years, he had only been in charge of ordering troops a few times. Therefore, he did not know most of the soldiers and generals in the Beijing camp at all.

However, he also saw clues from the laziness in these people.

The old members of the Li family who came to the martial arts field yesterday were not like this. The difference between them and these old soldiers who were dawdling can be seen at a glance.

He looked at it carefully for a while and found that the situation was the same as what Li Hongji, the Marquis of Linzhun, said. The tens of thousands of soldiers from the three major battalions of the Beijing Camp who were present were all soldiers who had been serving in the Beijing Camp. The old troops that Li Shunzu had brought yesterday, Not a single one was seen.

"Something is wrong. Send someone to the Rong Government and Shenshu Camp to see what's going on!"

Not long after, a distinguished disciple rushed back.

"Master Wu!"

"The night clerk of the Rong government has been kidnapped!"

"No one in the entire Shenshu Camp knows the whereabouts of those old members of the Li family!"

Only then did Wu Weiying realize that something big might be going on.

This Li Shunzu not only did not retreat despite the difficulties, but instead left them and his group and went out to work alone with his old troops!
If they really made any military exploits, wouldn't they have no share in it?

Li Hongji was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, spinning back and forth.

"What to do, Mr. Wu, you should think of a way. His Majesty's decree calls for the Beijing camp to go out to fight. It's almost three o'clock in the morning, but we are still huddled in the city. Li Shunzu and the others are probably going to Zunhua now!"

Wu Weiying sat down, but without being too hasty, asked instead: "Did you observe the pot rice in Shenshu Camp? When did they set off?"

The idea is good, but these noble sons have never experienced battles at all. How can they judge the time of dispatching troops from the traces left by burying pots to make rice.

After hearing this inquiry, the noble disciples who went to Shenshu Camp looked confused and had no idea what they were talking about.

"Master Wu, I don't know how to read this."

"big eater!"

"They're all a bunch of losers!" Linhuai Marquis Li Hongji didn't know how to look at this himself. He also knew that this was just to embarrass nobles like them. Seeing that the nobles who went to the Shenshu Camp were scolded, their faces were a little unhappy. Just came out to smooth things over.

"Master Wu, please calm down. My brothers don't even go out to the capital very often. We don't know anything about these camp battles. Instead of blaming each other, it's better to go to the Rong government and have a look!"

The Linhuai Hou family had some power in Beijing, and Wu Weiying had to give Li Hongji face. Hearing this, he had no choice but to nod slightly, get up quickly, and rush to the Rong government to find the clerk.

Seeing the traces of being kidnapped by the Liao army on the clerk's body, Wu Weiying was furious, but she did not make things difficult for him. She just asked straight to the point with a stern look on her face: "What happened last night?"

"If you don't tell me everything, I will ruin your whole family!"

The clerk remembered Li Shunzu's advice last night and hesitated a little. He immediately joined the actor, knelt on the ground with a thud, and cried loudly.

"Master Wu, it's not like you don't try your best!"

"The young man was on duty last night, and Li Shunzu and his men suddenly broke in. I don't know how they knew that the horses and grain from Taipu Temple were transferred to the Rong government. They came here for this matter. It’s coming!”

"A small civil servant whose arms can't lift his thighs is no match for these tall and powerful men from Liaodong!"

Only then did Wu Weiying remember the war horses and provisions, and quickly left.

When he saw people going to the empty warehouse, his face turned even darker.

Linzhun Marquis Li Hongji stood behind him and yelled: "Damn it, someone has betrayed us. The brothers have already greeted each other. It is impossible for Li Shunzu's subordinates to know about this!"

The rest of the nobles were also talking a lot.

"Master Wu, it can only be that there is a traitor in the Beijing camp. I think it is that Che Tianxiang. This Che Tianxiang and Li Shunzu used to have good friends. Now it is reasonable to reveal this matter to him."

"Che Tianxiang has been keeping a low profile these past few days. He has never come to Beijing to take up his post. It turns out that he is planning this matter!"

Wu Weiying had no doubt about it and smiled coldly.

"I will inform the cabinet ministers about Che Tianxiang, and someone will take care of him!"

"This damn eunuch, it's not good to go against anyone, you have to go against me!"

"For now, we have to leave the city as soon as possible!"

For Che Tianxiang, he was wrongly blamed this time.

Although Che Tianxiang had some friendship with Li Shunzu in Guangqumen, he also knew that the position of Admiral of the Beijing Camp was not an easy one to sit in. The fate of Li Fengxiang, the previous Admiral of the Beijing Camp of the Chief of Ceremonies, was still in front of him.

Therefore, since he became the admiral of the Beijing camp, Che Tianxiang has been staying at home and thanking guests behind closed doors.

He didn't contact anyone or see anyone.

Even for several days, he did not come to Beijing to take office, because he knew that this war would be a disaster and did not want to be involved.

But the problem is, there are many things that he won't get involved in unless he doesn't want to get involved.

That morning, when he had just come to work as the Supervisor of Ceremonies, he immediately became furious when he heard that a young eunuch, his godson, had come to inform him.

"This Wu Weiying, how did our family offend him?"

"You actually went to the cabinet to sue our family for their treachery!"

"Our family is not vegetarian either!"

Che Tianxiang was angry for a while, thinking that these nobles were so full that they had nothing to do, so they were hiding like this, and they actually wanted to push in and embarrass him.

At that moment, there was no thought of escaping.

He went directly to the outside of the Nuan Pavilion where Wang Cheng'en, the first secretary of the Supervisor of Ceremonies, was on duty, and whispered to the yellow door in front of the door: "Please inform me that the unfilial son Che Tianxiang wants to see Xiang En's father in the Supervisor of Ceremonies."

(End of this chapter)