Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 398 Hong Yan Wang's Palpitations
There was a dull pain in the back of his head, and there was still a weird smell in his nose, but he seemed to recover from the feeling of sleepiness for half a month. He opened his eyes and went blank for a few seconds, and Song Qingshu suddenly A Jiling opened the incense burner beside him and extinguished the incense inside.

An Shenxiang, no wonder he can be confused all night.

"Oh? Marshal, you're awake."

Turning his head, it was Sun Chuanting's poker face. It seemed that this guy didn't rest well last night. Sun Chuanting, who always pays attention to the appearance of a scholar-bureaucrat, has a beard and hair as messy as a chicken coop, and his dark eyes are full of tears. It's bloodshot, but at this moment, Song Qingshu roared anxiously, not in the slightest mood to sympathize with his subordinates.

"The general offensive has begun?"

"Back to Commander, this, this, this battle is over!"

After stuttering, Sun Chuanting carefully explained: "After Song Yongzhong, the commander of the forward selection army, brought you back last night, Red, Commander Hong launched an attack on Nanyang City with the warlords. The battle lasted for half the night and only subsided in the early morning. , What happened, the last general doesn’t know.”

"Let's go, go and have a look!"

Ji Ling turned over, stretched out his hand and pulled the hanger, Song Qingshu hurriedly put it on himself, but before leaving, he suddenly turned around again, took out a mirror from the bag, and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror The leader, and then hurriedly walked out.

But before he pulled his horse out of the barracks with his own soldiers, he was blocked by a large army of officers.

"Minister of the Ministry of War, Governor Zuo, and Governor Hong of the five provinces are here!"

Carrying a long flag, the leading guard of honor shouted loudly, Cao Bianjiao personally supervised the leading cavalry, this style is full of style, riding on the horse, looking at Song Qingshu who is in a hurry to go out, Cao Bianjiao arrogantly pulled the horse The rein said: "Song Zongbing, Mr. Hong is here, why don't you hurry up and get ready to meet him?"

"Tell Mr. Hong that the commander is busy with military affairs and has no time to meet him!"

Hastily dropped a sentence, Song Qingshu dragged his horse and wanted to pass by, but Cao Bianjiao didn't fall off the horse when he heard this. It's not like he hasn't seen a domineering general before, but it's the first time he's seen such a domineering general. , the governor who represented the face of the imperial court arrived, but he didn't even pay attention to it. Cao Bianjiao, who was suffocating, grabbed Song Qingshu's cloak from behind.

"Bold, come down for me!"

"Dare you thief!"

Hula, the hundreds of soldiers who were looking for a camp nearby all raised their flintlock guns, pointed the gleaming bayonet gloomily at a group of the governor's retinue, and as long as Song Qingshu gave an order, they would be stabbed alive into a hornet's nest. This posture, The battle-hardened Cao Bianjiao couldn't help but gasp.

At the time of this stalemate, another group of officers and soldiers came from behind, and a black dwarf with a three-colored beard and trembling wings hurriedly trotted over.

"Ouch, ouch, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

"Cao Zongbing, what are you doing, let go!"

It never occurred to me that it was Hong Chengchou who came here in person. Cao Bianjiao was dumbfounded for a moment, but couldn't help sending Song Qingshu's cloak away angrily.

However, Song Qingshu still didn't show face, he didn't even get off the horse, he cupped his fists coldly and said, "I've seen Governor Hong!"

He and Hong Chengchou had a grudge, no matter how you say it, it was Hong Chengchou's promise to recruit, and in the end it was his Shaanxi soldiers who personally slaughtered tens of thousands of begging troops, even if Hong Chengchou became the minister of the Ministry of War, the cabinet scholar, Song Qingshu Still won't have a good face.

Seeing his appearance, Hong Chengchou couldn't help showing a wry smile on his slightly dark and clear face.

"Last night, I heard that Song Zongbing was attacked and his wife was separated. Hong found it this morning and sent it to Mr. Song as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu was really excited, his eyes were pointed at Hong Chengchou like a sword, Hong Yan Wang was not too wordy, he clapped his hands, and the governor's guard behind him came over carrying a stretcher.

Jumping directly off the horse, Song Qingshu staggered to the front with two steps, and suddenly lifted off the blood-stained white cloth, but immediately his legs became weak again, and he took a step back before standing still.

Hongniang Xing seemed to still have the smile from last night on her face, but her eyes were closed forever, broken arrow shafts were strewn all over her unique set of flaming armor, and the horrific knife wounds appeared again. The ribs were cut all the way to the waist and abdomen, looking at her extremely peaceful face at this moment, it seemed that that moment back then echoed in Song Qingshu's mind.

Falling from the sky, the soft touch after being overwhelmed, and those flustered eyes.And those cold winters, when cold little hands suddenly stretched into the bed, rubbed eyelids and opened eyes sleepily, the first smiling face must be her.

"Fool! Get up and practice!"

And that Fengguanxiapei, which was resolutely bowed on the wedding night.

"I'm waiting for you!"

"The other lady was also an old friend in Xi'an. Hong remembers that every time she brought Hong two halberds and a glass of fruit juice to work. However, things are impermanent. When Hong found her, she was already like this. I hope Mr. Song will not be too serious. Too sad."

Hong Chengchou's words sounded in his ears again, and Song Qingshu came back to his senses, but bowed to him expressionlessly.

"That's it, thank you Master Hong, Yong Zhong, bring Madam back!"

"Lord Song, don't be too busy. There is another thief who killed his wife. Hong thinks, let's hand it over to Master Song!"

As he said that, Hong Chengchou waved his hand again, and a guy who was bleeding all over but wearing a cavalry uniform was pushed over. Looking at him, Song Qingshu's eyes also fluctuated.

Liu Dazhuzi, this fellow is not dead yet!

Hong Chengchou was really discerning today. After pushing the person over, he smiled and clasped his fists: "Master Song is busy with military affairs, so I won't bother you any more. As he spoke, he yelled and dragged him, but he was still full of dissatisfaction." Cao Bianjiao, the leader of the army came out of the barracks of the begging army!"

After walking 200 meters, Cao Bianjiao said angrily and unconvinced: "Master, these thieves are clearly the rebels of Song, who is not strict with his subordinates, why are you so humble to him, he is just a thieves." Well, if he is impeached this time, he may not even be able to keep the chief soldier!"

"You do not understand!"

Withdrawing his smile, Hong Chengchou couldn't help showing a palpitation on his face, and shook his head solemnly.

Just four to 5000 people broke through his five formations for four consecutive days. Last night's death fight almost killed him in front of the governor. Up to now, the bloody scene he saw in the morning still makes his memory indelible. 4000 people More than 3000 people fought to death, bayonets stuck in the corpses everywhere, intestines and internal organs were everywhere, refined by the imperial court, he led an elite army that was hard to break through over the years, was defeated by tens of thousands, and died three thousand in battle, With four thousand disabled, this combat power and fighting will are comparable to those of the Tartars.

This is only a small part of the begging army. Song Qingshu does not know how many such soldiers and horses there are, but Hong Chengchou believes that there may be [-], [-], or even [-]. Song Qingshu can fully support them!

The Jiaduobao firm under his command is huge, and Hong Chengchou doesn't know it until now, but no matter where he goes, there are always people on top of the firm. All kinds of adults handed over various notes.

Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting are people with two personalities. If Sun Chuanting is hard-hearted, the king of heaven and I will not be good at it. The local wealthy family cares whether you have a backer or not, and you will pay me money. The battle of Zhan Songjin was because Zhang Ruolin, a doctor in charge of the army, was a big-ass official who didn't understand military affairs and bluffed into the army. If the court put a little more pressure on him, he would soften up and rush out of the army, only to be surrounded .

And when the Qing court forced him, he surrendered again, throwing away the mountain-like integrity of the scholar-bureaucrats in the Ming Dynasty.

With soldiers, wealth, and power, for a powerful person like Song Qingshu, Hong Chengchou certainly didn't dare to treat him as an ordinary person after encountering a few setbacks. Only a high-ranking man like him can see the undercurrents. Maybe in the future, Hong Chengchou will beg Song Qingshu. Today, he sold Song Qingshu such a big face.

With palpitations again, he glanced back at the Qihuo army barracks, Hong Chengchou let out a hey, turned his head and got into his little sedan chair.

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Hong Chengchou left, but there was still silence in the barracks of the begging army. Seeing Song Qingshu guarding the stretcher with an expressionless face, even if he was doing business on weekdays, he could quarrel with the blushing and thick-necked Sun Chuanting for admonishing him. He also didn't dare to make a sound, and the one who finally broke the dead silence was actually Liu Dazhu who was thrown back.

After squatting on the ground for a while, the guy who came back to his senses suddenly yelled.

"Don't cry like a cat and a rat, you're hypocritical. If you didn't want to save me, how could my junior sister die! Back then, my master was really blind. I accepted you as a wicked person. For your official title, I abandoned my master's blood feud with you. Regardless, you are a fucking beast, get out of the way for me!"

While cursing and cursing, this guy rushed up crazily, trying to push Song Qingshu away, but Song Qingshu didn't even think about it, he kicked over and staggered this fellow.

"You motherfucker..."

"I ask you, where is Li Yan?"

Song Qingshu's icy and cold attitude was still intimidating after all. Liu Dazhuzi was shocked, and replied subconsciously: "After the bastard surnamed Li and his junior sister had a big fight, it seems that they fled south to Huguang. Follow and escape!"

"Li Yan, very good!"

Sun Chuanting couldn't find an adjective to describe the ferociousness on Song Qingshu's face for a moment. Fortunately, the ferocity was fleeting, and he seemed to have recovered.

"Send someone to prepare the coffin, restrain Madam, so that..."

With a cold gaze, Song Qingshu pointed lightly.

"kill him."

"You, you dare to kill me!"

Liu Dazhu jumped up confidently, but immediately answered his words with a few puffs, looked down at the bloody bayonets sticking out of his chest, and fell limply to the side, smashing There was a cloud of smoke and dust.

It was also the last look at the direction of the noisy battlefield, where there were still countless officers and soldiers excitedly rummaging through the dead for their belongings, Song Qingshu turned back gloomyly and ordered.

"Dismantle the camp, withdraw the troops!"

(End of this chapter)