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Chapter 902 If you snatched it today, you will pay me back twice in the future

"Marshal, are the intruders going to attack Luoyang again?"

Zhang Guangda looked at Zhang Cheng and continued to ask: "The trespasser is abominable, he is really like the weeds in the wild, if we break him up this year, can we gather a group again next year?"

"Wild fire, in spring."

Wei Zhice continued from the side, "I remember Bai Letian's "Bai's Changqing Collection", there is such a poem."

As he spoke, he began to recite leisurely:
"Li Liyuan grows grass, grows old and grows once a year. The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Yuanfang invades the ancient road, and Qingcui meets the deserted city.Send Wang Sun to go again, full of love. "

Zhang Guangda didn't quite understand his poems, how did it relate to what he said about trespassing, so he couldn't help asking: "We are talking about Wei Xiucai, here we are talking about the difficulty of trespassing, why did you start to recite poems?" , what does this have to do with intruders?"

Wei Zhice smiled when he heard the words, and was about to explain, but Zhang Cheng had already said to him: "Guangda, what Zhice means is that trespassers are like weeds in the wilderness. You set fire to it this year. It looked like heaps of ashes.

But when the spring breeze blows like this in the coming year, a new crop of weeds will grow again. Isn't this very similar to the situation of running into adversity.

Since the riots in Yan'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, it has been defeated and dispersed by our officers and soldiers more than ten times, but it has always been able to survive in desperate situations, avoiding the pursuit of the army, and after a short time, it will make a comeback again, and once again. Tougher than ever.

From this point of view, it is indeed a different kind of thieves. In my opinion, it is far more dangerous than the two thieves Xian and Cao. If you have the opportunity to fight against them again, you must be careful and not be careless. "

"Yes. The last general will write it down!" Wei Zhice and other generals responded in unison.

Zhang Guangda seemed to be very concerned about the appearance of the intruder, and he continued to ask: "Marshal, aren't we going to save Kaifeng?"

Zhang Cheng smiled when he heard the words, and asked back: "Now, our battle in Liaodong is unresolved, and Kaifeng is far away from here, even if we can compete with the Tartars within a few months.

But the soldiers have been away from home for several months, and they always have to go back to Xuan Town to rest for a while. As for Kaifeng City, its walls are so thick, you have seen it with your own eyes last time, and you think it will not be easily attacked by intruders Next, there is no need to worry too much. "

Everyone felt that Zhang Cheng's words were reasonable, and the Kaifeng city wall was so strong that everyone could see that even if the intruders came back, they might not be able to break through.

Zhang Cheng went on to say: "Kaifeng is no better than Luoyang. The King of Zhou is a virtuous man who knows the importance, and all the officials in the city are talented and can do things with sincerity. veteran.

As for his son Guerrilla Chen De, he is more capable, and he has a predestined relationship with us. I think it is possible to write a book and let Chen Zhong's Yanhe camp wait for an opportunity to reinforce it. It may still be considered. "

He turned his head to look at Wei Zhice, and said to him: "Zhice, you are the one to write the book for Chen Zhong, you must pay attention to him, wait for the opportunity for reinforcements, don't force it.

The only ones we can mobilize in Yu Province are his Yuhe Camp and the militia of the Yang brothers in Mangshan, which are still usable, while the standard camps of Wei Huai Bingbei Ji Youci and Huaiqing Prefect He Chongwu are both newly built and have not yet been recruited. Ready, not callable.

Therefore, we must be cautious in everything. It is not easy for me to bury his strength in Yu Province. We must not use all the best, so as not to damage the overall situation of the commander. "

"Here. Zhice wrote it down."

"Oh, that's right. There is one more thing. Wang Yuanjing's banknotes are related to everything, but it's on the right track. You should ask about this in your letter and remind him. Wang Yuanjing should arrange all the affairs over there as soon as possible. Come here quickly, there are a lot of paperwork here, and I need him to deal with it urgently."

"Here."

On the other side, Wei Zhice agreed to retreat, and Zhang Guodong said, "Commander, what new decision has the Rufeng Mountain Army Council made?"

Zhang Cheng shook his head slightly, then sighed again, and then slowly said: "There is no decision, the governor and the generals all think that the Tartars are retreating temporarily, although I don't know why, but apart from Duoduo's death in battle and the defeat on the western front. , I am afraid that there may be some internal problems.”

Guo Yingxian was a person who couldn't lie down, his injuries were a little relieved at the moment, and he was also discussing major issues in the military tent, at this moment he asked, "What problems will there be inside the Tartars?"

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Cheng laughed and said, "Old General, the Tartars are not monolithic, how could there be no disputes?"

He then continued: "The most difficult thing in this world is the affairs that people participate in. But as long as there are people, there will be disputes, which are nothing more than competition for interests.

Although the origins and causes are different, but at the root, they are all for power and profit, nothing else. "

Guo Yingxian was still puzzled, he wondered: "What is there to fight for with this Tartar? Daming came back and our Daming got a lot of money, everyone is filthy rich."

Seeing what he said, everyone in the military tent had an expression of hatred, Zhang Cheng also said to everyone: "Hmph. Don't look at his joy today, we will make a list for him in the future. Sooner or later, he will spit out twice as much for us.”

"Yes, let him spit it out for us." Zhang Guangda immediately echoed.

But Zhang Guodong asked again: "Marshal, what are our plans for these days?"

"No one else. Strictly guard against, strengthen the sentry, and first find out the movement of the Tartars."

Zhang Cheng then added: "Let our sentry cavalry go deeper, especially on the east bank of the Xiaoling River. It would be best if they could smuggle across, and if they intercepted the letters between the Tartars and Shenyang, that would be the best.

However, in this way, it is not easy to retreat, but extra care is required. "

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It was supposed to be a full moon night, but for some reason, the night sky was pitch black, especially against the backdrop of the lights all over the place.

Dark clouds covering the moon is not a good omen, and looking up, not only the moonlight is gone, but even the starlight that was originally full of the sky is also gone.

Huang Taiji, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, was wearing a pure white sable fur cloak, standing on the high platform under the banner of the dragon, feeling extremely lonely in his heart.

For three consecutive days, the epistaxis had tortured him to the point of exhaustion, especially the concern and longing for Hailanzhu, which was even more painful for him.

Today, when the nosebleed stopped a bit, he was accompanied by Ghoshha, wanting to blow the night wind in late autumn, but when he looked up, the surrounding fields were completely dark, just like his mood at the moment.

He who was already very depressed, suddenly felt a burst of distress in his chest, a sweetness, and once again rolled up from his chest and abdomen, Huang Taiji seemed to be unable to stand still, and swayed.

Fortunately, the eunuch Ghoshha who was serving at the side had sharp eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly rushed to support him, so he didn't fall down.

Huang Taiji knew that his body was already very weak, and he couldn't spurt out this mouthful of blood, so he stabilized his body with the support of two eunuchs Geshiha.

Then he took another deep breath and forcibly suppressed the sweet taste surging up in his chest, but in this way, his chest couldn't stop rolling, and his face gradually turned purple.

After a long time, Huang Taiji said softly: "Go and ask Mr. Fan to come."

A eunuch Geshha responded lightly, then turned and left, and there were more than ten servants under the high platform carrying lanterns, and they were ordered to leave quickly.

At this time, a gust of night wind blew, and Huang Taiji was already very weak, so he couldn't help shivering, and the eunuch Geshha behind him also felt a burst of sadness.

He couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him: "Your Majesty, the night is cool, let's go back to the hall and wait for Mr. Fan."

Huang Taiji didn't seem to have heard his persuasion, he still looked up at the dark sky, as if waiting for the dark clouds to dissipate and the bright moon to reappear.

After a while, Huang Taiji said softly: "Go back."

Huang Taiji had just returned to the imperial palace, and Fan Wencheng, a scholar of the Academy of Internal Secretaries, hurried over. After paying Huang Taiji a greeting, he sat on a chair beside him.

Although Huang Taiji was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he was completely different from the old Khan King Nurhachi. He attached great importance to the Han people and Han culture.

Since he took the position of Houjin Khan, he has tried his best to promote the integration of Manchu and Han. First, he selected and appointed a group of Han officials, and then raised the status of surrendered Hanchen and Han generals. managed separately.

In this way, those Han people who were taken into captivity in the early days were taken advantage of.

Their original life was like hell, and they could not live or die independently. Although they were private slaves of the Tartars in various banners, they were actually worse than animals.

But Huang Taiji's move rescued them, which also made them grateful to Huang Taiji. Not only did they work hard in farming, but even if they joined the Han army flag, they also practiced hard.

Especially when they participated in various wars, they also behaved very bravely, not at all inferior to the real Tartars of the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

The most rare thing is that they even regard Huang Taiji as their benefactor, and they are only loyal to Huang Taiji, just like Huang Taiji's own private soldiers.

At the same time, Huang Taiji also favored and trusted Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan and other Han civil servants, and would consult them whenever he was undecided.

This is because, in Huang Taiji's mind, those Manchu princes, Baylors, and other civil servants and generals all made friends in private. Although everyone is loyal to them, they will always think about themselves .

However, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan, and other Han officials and generals did not have any foundation in Manchuria, nor were they fully accepted by other banner owners and princes. They were almost equivalent to second-class citizens of the Qing Dynasty.

Only the emperor Huang Taiji trusted them, and it was precisely because they did not have the ability to mix with other established interest groups that they could always stand on Huang Taiji's point of view when they offered advice and suggestions.

In the hearts of Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan, and other Han officials, Huang Taiji is their only master. Their loyalty to Huang Taiji is to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and vice versa.

But at this moment, seeing Fan Wencheng sat down, Huang Taiji couldn't help coughing a few times before he said, "Mr. Fan, I have a few things that I have been hesitating about. I would like to ask you to clarify my doubts."

Fan Wencheng hurriedly got up and said: "Your Majesty is extremely intelligent, brave and wise. Since Yuji, he has strategized and fought fiercely. Looking at the kings of the previous dynasties, there are few people who can compare.

It is indeed a blessing that I have cultivated in my previous life to be able to encourage your majesty. If your majesty asks, I dare not prevaricate, and I will know everything. "

Huang Taiji nodded slightly. He seemed to be exhausted, so he lay down on the imperial couch and asked softly: "Mr. Fan, the battle in Jinzhou is now in a state of anxiety. What can you do to resolve it?"

Fan Wencheng bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Your Majesty, I think that the war in Jinzhou should be done quickly rather than late, and we should try our best to resolve it as quickly as possible. If it is delayed for a long time, the pressure on food and grass will increase sharply, and it may be difficult to maintain."

Huang Taiji nodded and asked, "What's your plan, sir?"

Fan Wencheng seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he replied without hesitation: "I think that we can take advantage of the opportunity of retreating troops on the western front to show the enemy's weakness and lure them to advance, so that we can find a gap to attack them, or take advantage of their half-crossing. Attack, or send surprise soldiers to cut off the food road, and attack the back road secretly.

Once the Ming army is in chaos, our Qing warriors can take advantage of the momentum and fight out. It is not difficult to defeat the enemy in one battle. As long as one part of the Ming army is defeated, the other battalions will be in a panic, and it is not difficult to completely defeat them. "

Huang Taiji's spirit was getting worse and worse, he closed his eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "I think so too, but the Ming army seems to be different from the past, and they didn't come into my hands.

Especially that Zhang Cheng from the Xuanfu, it is really hateful that he repeatedly frustrated our army's morale! "

When talking about Zhang Cheng, Huang Taiji seemed to be interested immediately. He opened his eyes, and asked Fan Wencheng, "How much do you know about Zhang Cheng?"

This time, Fan Wencheng didn't get up to salute anymore, just like he usually chattered about his family, he replied: "I don't know much about Zhang Cheng, I only know that he rose up in the second year of Chongde, when our warriors invaded the Ming land, It's still a guerrilla.

I never thought that in only three or four years, I was already the commander-in-chief of a town. My Qing warriors were killed by him again and again. "

A cold light flashed in Huang Taiji's eyes, and he said bitterly: "Zhang Cheng, if he is a guerrilla, he can be killed on the battlefield. Now that he has become the commander-in-chief of a town in the Ming Dynasty, then please invite the Emperor of Ming Dynasty to kill him on the battlefield." Come and get rid of him for me."

After he finished saying this, he closed his eyes again, and said leisurely: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I will arrange for Li Sutai to handle it."

Huang Taiji then said: "I have one more matter, I want to hear Mr.'s opinion."

Just when Fan Wencheng was puzzled, Huang Taiji said softly: "I want to return to Shengjing, but when the battle in Jinzhou is in full swing, I need a general to stay here to preside over it.

Prince Li is old and frail, his energy is not as good as before, and he is not competent, but Prince Zheng is prudent, and Prince Rui is smart. I will choose one of them to stay and preside over the battle in Jinzhou. "

When Huang Taiji said this, a slit opened in the corner of his eye, he squinted at Fan Wencheng, and asked, "In Mr.'s opinion, which of the two of them is more suitable to stay?"

Fan Wencheng was shocked when he heard the words, he stood up in a panic, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, no!"

(End of this chapter)