Chapter 298: Tense meeting

On this day, Nanjing City was crowded with people and the city was full of joy.

Workshops were closed, shops were closed, tea shops, restaurants, and pornographic places were no longer open. Gentlemen, vendors, pawns, prostitutes, merchants, and craftsmen all came to the streets. Those who knew each other but didn't know each other, all gathered together and cheered. Many rich people even sent out the opera troupes they raised at home and sang and danced along the street...

This is by no means an official organization of the Ming Dynasty, nor is it a folk school like Donglin Fushe. These Nanjing people were spontaneous. When they heard the news of Jining's victory and Beijing's liberation, they couldn't help but embraced the streets. It was an outbreak after the extreme suppression of national feelings, and it was an unstoppable torrent...

Nanjing hasn't been so lively for a long time.

Since the fall of Beijing, Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, and even since Emperor Yongle moved the capital to Beijing, Nanjing City has never been so lively! When Emperor Longwu, who had always lived in a quiet place in the palace, came out to parade in an imperial chariot, the atmosphere on the streets of Nanjing reached its climax, and countless people came forward and shouted long live.

The young Emperor Longwu finally found the emperor's dignity from the excited people of Nanjing, and his face was so excited that he blushed.

Nanjing City is sleepless tonight. When the people in the city were caring, Sun Chuanting, Qian Qianyi and Lu Daqi were facing each other in the side hall of the Pavilion Mansion.

What made the three of them worried was Wang Pu’s Feige’s letter.

Wang Pu’s Feige’s letter said two things. The first thing is of course to report the good news of Jining’s victory and the restoration of Beijing. But the second thing is somewhat beyond the expectations of Sun Chuanting and the other two, that is, to ask the court to issue the order to kill Hu!

Of course, Sun Chuanting and the others knew what it was to kill Hu Ling. I remember that the Han people were forced into a desperate situation back then. It was the one paper killing Hu Ling by the King of Wudao Ran Min who allowed the Han people to continue their bloodlines. If it weren't for the paper killing Hu Ling, the Central Plains in today would probably be the Five Barbarians and would no longer belong to the Han people.

However, there is a difference between the Ming Dynasty and the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Is it really necessary to issue the order to kill Hu?

Sun Chuanting glanced at Qian Qianyi and Lu Daqi and asked, "What do you think of the two cabinet masters?"

Qian Qianyi hissed without saying a word, but Lu Daqi said without thinking: "The subordinates fully agree with the Marquis' decision. They should issue the order to kill Hu, and kill Jiannu and the Mongolian Tartars. If they are not exterminated now, will they be kept for their future harm to their descendants?"

Sun Chuanting said: "A good soldier is an ominous weapon, and the saints have to use it. If it is to continue the bloodline of the Han people and to maintain the reign of the Ming Dynasty, they should certainly fight with Jiannu and the Tartars to the end, but now Jiannu and the Tartars have been defeated. Do they really have to kill them all? Is this contrary to the harmony of heaven?"

"If it is not my race, their hearts will be different." Lu Daqi said anxiously, "Ge Lao, have you forgotten that the Jurchens brought heavy disasters to the Han people in the Central Plains five hundred years ago? Today, five hundred years later, the Jurchens brought disasters to us Han people. Does the Master Ge hope that the Jurchens will bring disasters to our descendants again in five hundred years?"

"this……"

Sun Chuanting was speechless.

Qian Qianyi whispered: "But killing alone is not the solution to the problem after all."

Lv Daqi frowned and said, "Is Mr. Mu still better solution? Could Mr. Mu be able to let Jiannu and the Tartars put down their butcher's knife and become Buddhas on the spot?"

"this……"

Qian Qianyi was also speechless.

If there are disasters of barbarians throughout the dynasties, the Han dynasties in the Central Plains have always had an absolute advantage, and these disasters of barbarians have become scabies. But no one can guarantee that the Han dynasties in the Central Plains will not have a time when the national strength of the Central Plains was exhausted, such as the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China more than a thousand years ago, if it weren't for Ran Min, the bloodline of the Han people would have been cut off!

For example, the Ming Dynasty, if it weren’t for Wang Pu’s strength to turn the tide, the Central Plains would have probably become a ranch for Jiannu and the Tartars!

Who can guarantee that the Han dynasty in later generations will not be in the future when the national strength will be exhausted again? Who can guarantee that the barbarians around them will not raise their butcher knives again and massacre the unarmed Han people? Wanderingly destroy the civilization of the Han people?

Lu Daqi looked at Qian Qianyi, then looked at Sun Chuanting and said, "Gei, for the sake of future generations and for the long-lasting blessings of the Han people, don't hesitate anymore!"

Qian Qianyi thought for a while and said, "Gei Master, since the killing of Hu was proposed by the Marquis, the cabinet will do whatever it takes."

Qian Qianyi was tactful and knew that Sun Chuanting was actually just the chief minister of the cabinet. Although he was Wang Pu's godfather, he had to listen to Wang Pu's in the end. He said that even if Sun Chuanting had a knot in his heart, he could only do things according to the rules in the end.

To be honest, the real helmsman of the Ming Empire was not Emperor Longwu or Sun Chuanting, but King Pu of Jingnan!

"Then..." Sun Chuanting said, "Then do things according to the rules and draw a ticket."

"Oh, Master Ge, what else do you want to write a ticket?" Lu Daqi stomped his feet, "Just do it."

Sun Chuanting said: "Then... let's do it."

Lu Daqi put a blue hook on the cabinet record and said, "Now let's talk about the candidates for the Governor of Shandong and the Governor of Beizhi. The Marquis means that he will no longer serve as the governor of these two provinces, and let the cabinet select from the court officials and local officials. I wonder if the cabinet master has a suitable candidate in his heart?"

Sun Chuanting shook his head and said, "What suitable candidate can I have?"

Lu Daqi and Qian Qianyi exchanged glances and said, "Then the disciples will propose two candidates. The disciples thought that the Yingtian Prefecture Prime Minister Qu Shisi, the governor of Fujian Wei Daben, all have talents and qualifications. Sun Ge Lao knew the abilities of Wei Daben, so he didn't know much. The Yingtian Prefecture Prime Minister Qu Shisi, is also good. He is capable and courageous, and can take on important responsibilities."

Sun Chuanting said: "That's it, Qu Shixi put the Governor of Beizhi, Wei Daben put the Governor of Shandong!"

Shandong, Zhangqiu Town.

Zhangqiu Town is located more than a hundred miles south of Liaocheng, close to the canal. It was originally a very prosperous market town by the canal. Merchants and boats from south to north will rest here, so there are many shops on the street, with restaurants and inns lined up, which is very lively.

Unfortunately, after entering the pass, Jiannu was burned, killed and looted by Jiannu several times. The people in the town fled and died. Most of the remaining ones hid in the nearby mountains and forests and did not dare to come out easily. At this time, Zhangqiu Town looked full of scars and was ruined, like a dead town.

Outside the town, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded in the dead wilderness. A team of more than a hundred cavalry suddenly galloped from the northern horizon like lightning. The first rider was a graceful female general, wearing a red neck dress and riding a red horse with a red hair. The man and riding were like a burning flame, and the burning heat could be felt from a distance.

Of course, this female general is Hong Niangzi. She brought more than a hundred cavalry soldiers to Zhang Qiuzhen to have a secret meeting with her lover.

At this time, the Hongniang seemed to have returned to the wedding night. Fang's heart was full of expectations and anxiety. She dreamed of Wang Pu, Wang Pu's strong arms, and indulged in love with Wang Pu. But when she really wanted to meet her lover, she began to feel nervous again.

As early as Kaifeng, Hong Niang heard a lot of romantic affairs about Wang Pu.

In addition to the beautiful Chen Yuanyuan, Dong Xiaowan, Liu Rushi, Li Shiniang, Kou Baimen, Gu Mei, Li Xiangjun and other famous Qinhuai socialites have all become Wang Pu's forbidden body. In the eight Yans in the south of the Yangtze River, there seems to be only the Yujing Taoist nun who has not become Wang Pu's woman. Wang Pu has too many talented women, beauties and beautiful women. Does he still have her hero in his heart?

Hong Niangzi had long heard that these famous Qinhuai soccer can sing and dance, be understanding, and are the most kind of sweet people in the world, but Hong Niangzi is just a barbarian who can dance with swords and fight and kill. Moreover... Her Hong Niangzi is still a widow with her husband. Can she compare with them?

Before he knew it, the blush on the red lady's cheeks faded, but a sense of resentment was covered in between her eyebrows.

While they were uneasy, they had already arrived outside Zhangqiu Town. Hongniang had already seen the Central Army soldiers standing guard outside the town. The two soldiers were holding bayonets and standing in the cold wind like javelins. The snowflakes falling all over the sky had already spread a thick layer on their cotton coats, and even their eyebrows were covered with ice chips, but they were as motionless as stone sculptures.

The Hongniang turned around and ordered the personal soldiers behind her and said, "You are waiting for me outside the town, so you don't have to follow me."

The captain of the personal soldiers said anxiously: "Madam, the second general said that he is always willing to protect you..."

The Hongniang's eyebrows frowned and said in a cold voice: "The Second General said! What did the Second General say?"

"Uh..." said the captain of the personal soldiers quickly, "As the captain of the personal soldiers, I have the responsibility to protect the safety of the wife."

"No need." The Hongniang said coldly, "You guys stay outside the town."

After saying that, Hongniang no longer paid attention to the captain of his personal soldiers and rode his horse into Zhangqiu Town. The sound of hooves was loud. Hongniang's figure quickly disappeared on the empty and deep streets of Zhangqiu Town. The two Central Army soldiers standing guard did not stop Hongniang from invading, but when the captain of his personal soldiers tried to step forward, their captivating eyes immediately fell on him like a knife.

The Hongniang rode into the market town and finally stopped in front of the gate of a courtyard.

Outside the gate of the courtyard were two straight Central Army soldiers. This was a signpost that was easy to recognize. The Hongniang turned over and got off the horse and led the horse into the gate. The Central Army soldiers standing guard looked at each other without looking at each other. The Hongniang who had just entered was like air and they turned a blind eye to it.

"Matchmaker!"

A man who was both familiar and strange, both close and as if he was far away from the sky suddenly rang from a very close distance. The sound was filled with indescribable joy. The Hongmao turned around in a daze, and the figure who had been thinking about it for many times in her dream was standing under an old plum tree.

The north wind is gentle and the snowflakes are rising.

Although the man was wearing a cotton coat, the shoulders of the cotton coat and the big cap on his head were covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, as well as his face and nose, which were already red from the cold. It can be seen that he had been standing there for a long time. On such a cold day, what was he doing in the yard? Just to wait for her?

The resentment between Hongniang's eyebrows melted instantly. Even though he saw that there were thousands of resentment and sorrow in his heart in front of him, at this moment, Hongniang's heart was only tender. He walked forward gently, Hongniang stretched out his cold little hand to stroke the man's equally cold face, and asked softly: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Wang Pu reached out and stroked the Hong Niangzi's tenderness and said softly, "I feel warm in my heart."

He leaned gently into Wang Pu's arms, Hong Madam gently put his jade arms around Wang Pu's waist, and Wang Pu also hugged Hong Madam's delicate body tightly. The two of them hugged each other, holding each other, saying nothing, and doing nothing. The gentle snowflakes still slowly fell from the air, and the passion flowed quietly between the two of them.

Zhigu (Tianjin).

After five days of rapid march, Duoduo's army of more than 10,000 Jiannu finally arrived at the city of Zhigu.

Before he arrived in Gugu, Duoduo still felt a little lucky. He hoped that Wang Pu sent a side troops to attack Beijing that had no time to take care of Zhigu, so Zhigu was still under the control of the Eight Banners Army. However, outside Zhigu City, Duoduo's extravagant hope was immediately shattered, because the sun and moon flag of the Ming Empire floated again on the head of Zhigu City.

"Damn it." Looking at the sun and moon flag on the top of the city, Duoduo cursed viciously, "These capricious barbarians of the Southern Ming Dynasty!"

The Ming army in Zhigu City turned back to the Ming Dynasty, which was a big blow to Duoduo's army of more than 10,000 Jiannu. Originally, Duoduo was thinking of resting in Zhigu City for a night. The Jiannu army had been marching for five consecutive days, and the soldiers were already exhausted. If they didn't take a break, they would not be able to withstand even the iron-clad body.

But in order to speed up the march, Duoduo's troops abandoned all the supplies and even threw away all the tents and bedding. If they didn't enter the city, would they let the soldiers camp in the snow and ice in the wild? Duoduo really wanted to do this. It would be good if half of the people could stand up alive tomorrow morning. This was the severe cold of tens of degrees below zero, which would freeze people alive.

The handsome general of Zhengbai Banner stepped forward and said, "Master Yu, what should I do now?"

"Master Yu, order the siege of the city." Suksaha, the son of Suna, said, "If you can't go into the city to rest, the soldiers will be frozen to death if they are exhausted."

Duoduo raised his hand suddenly and said in a low voice: "I want to attack the city, but I have to wait till night!"

"Tonight?" Suna said, "What's the master's trick?"

Duoduo pointed to Weihe and smiled grimly, "Look, Weihe has begun to freeze."

Suksaha said: "The master wants to attack the city from Shuitu Gate? But the Ming army in the city is very cautious."

"I have my own way."
Chapter completed!