Bury the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 136 I want to break Zhu Jinsong's undefeated myth

As the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu said, Zhu Jinsong is now the emperor of the ninth fifth rank, and Zhu Erdan, Zhu Jinsong's brother, let alone a prince, doesn't even have the title of county king.

Although Zhu Erdan is currently in charge of the former military governor's mansion, with tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, he can be regarded as a high-ranking official, but compared with princes, county kings and other princes, he is a bit inferior .

This is why Grand Master Ruan sent someone to persuade Zhu Erdan and Zhu Jinsong to surrender, knowing that Zhu Erdan and Zhu Jinsong were brothers.

Who can resist the temptation of cracking the earth and sealing the grass, high-ranking officials and generous salaries, riches and honors, beautiful wives and beautiful concubines?
Anyway, Grand Master Ruan felt that he could not.

But Zhu Erdan laughed out loud, looked at the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu and said, "Although my elder brother is the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, do you know what kind of life my elder brother lives every day?"

Without waiting for the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu to reply, Zhu Erdan continued on his own: "Every day at half past Yin, my elder brother has to get up early to deal with the official affairs of the court and the local government."

"Before Mao hour every day, my eldest brother will discuss state affairs with the cabinet ministers and more than a dozen ministers, and then there will be a whole day of official business."

"After dark, my elder brother has to transcribe textbooks for social studies and county studies, and he can't sleep until after Xu time every day."

"Of course, you may think that all this is what an emperor should do, but let me tell you, there is only one sister-in-law in my eldest brother's harem, and each meal for the two of them is just two dishes and one soup. It’s not as good as the fifth-rank officials among your rebels, right?”

"Ninety-five supreme? Your emperor is this kind of ninety-five supreme who gets up earlier than chickens, sleeps later than dogs, eats worse than pigs, and does more than cows?"

The envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu didn't bother with the word "rebel" in Zhu Erdan's words, but instead remembered what Zhu Erdan said.

This kind of information has never been found by anyone.

However, the envoys sent by Zhu Zhongqu somewhat doubted the authenticity of these news.

Not to mention the bigwigs above the fifth rank in the court, even if I am a Hanlin with only the seventh rank, every meal is more than two dishes and one soup.

What else did you say that there is only one little sister-in-law in the harem?Who can believe such nonsense?Even if I am a dignified imperial official, I still have several beautiful wives and concubines in my family!
If it is true what Zhu Erdan said, then Zhu Jinsong, the Ming emperor, really got up earlier than chickens, ate worse than pigs, slept later than dogs, and worked more than cows.

What kind of strength does this kind of emperor have in front of him?

It's not as good as enjoying yourself as a seventh-rank Hanlin!

But when the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu doubted the authenticity of these news, Zhu Erdan laughed again and said, "Since you want to hear it, I might as well tell you more."

Having said that, Zhu Erdan patted his chest again, and said: "Look, I am eight feet tall, with a body like an iron tower, but my elder brother is half a head shorter than me, and his body is far less strong than mine. You know this is why?"

The envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu looked at Zhu Erdan in bewilderment, and thought to himself, where would you let me know about this?
But Zhu Erdan said to himself: "I will tell you why - because there was a disaster one year, my elder brother saved all the food in the family and gave it to me and the third child. If there is no elder brother, the third child and I would have already starving."

"Let me tell you this, my elder brother gave me this life. You sand sculptures actually want to persuade me to surrender and make me betray my elder brother."

Hearing what Zhu Erdan said, the envoys sent by Zhu Zhongqu knew that the so-called persuasion to surrender was completely useless.

If an older brother can distribute his rations to two younger brothers in normal times, then it can be said that he loves his younger brother, but when a disaster occurs, he can save his rations to his two younger brothers, which is no longer a big deal If you love or take care of your younger brother, this is the grace of life!

It’s not that the emissary has never seen the scene of disasters among the people. When he was hungry, he would really eat people. He was reluctant to eat his own children, so he would exchange his own children for other people’s families to eat with each other.

And this is far from the worst. The worst thing is father and son cannibalism—the father ate the son, and the son ate the father!

Great hunger, father and son eat each other, just six words, but it is a pile of bones that I can't cover up under the prosperous age of Kangxi and Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty. Ten thousand ghosts cry at night!
Thinking of this, the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu couldn't help retreating, bowed his hands to Zhu Erdan and said: "We didn't know that Mr. Zhu Erdan had such a past with the emperor of your country, but I was reckless, so I will leave. ".

But Zhu Erdan sneered and said, "You didn't understand what I said just now, did you? Then I will tell you again—either surrender obediently, or let me die!"

The face of the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu changed greatly, he looked at Zhu Erdan and said: "Didn't the second son hear that the two countries are fighting each other, so you can tell him if you don't kill him?"

Zhu Erdan sneered and said: "My elder brother once said that in a war like this, you die or I live. The nonsense that the two countries do not kill each other when they fight each other is simply you poor and rotten scholars who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Made it up."

The envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu thought to himself, why should I die and you live, why not you die and live?
But the complaints belong to the complaints, and the two choices Zhu Erdan gave were obvious. For a while, the envoys sent by Zhu Zhongqu were also in a dilemma.

Surrender if you want to, your parents, wife and children are still in the hands of the imperial court in the rear.

Deliberately choose to die, but don't want to die.

After a long silence, the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu said in a deep voice: "So there is nothing to talk about?"

Zhu Erdan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "You only have two options: surrender or die."

Hearing what Zhu Erdan said, the envoy sent by Zhu Zhongqu simply tried to discuss the conditions with Zhu Erdan: "You let me go back, and I will tell you everything I know. How about it? I have an old man and a young man." Yes, if I die like this, what will happen to the eighty-year-old mother in the family?"

……

Just when Taishi Ruan sent someone to persuade Zhu Erdan to surrender, Huang Liangji, the "Duke of Daming Township", had already led his troops northward.

From Zhejiang to Shandong, if you go by land, it will take at least 10 days and a half a month, but if you go by sea, it will take one or two days from Ningbo to Denglai.

The key is the time of the day, to be able to stay away from the 20 troops led by Zhu Erdan, and to make contributions in Denglai. For Zhen Guogong Huang Liangji, there is simply nothing better than this in the world.

As for whether you will lose the battle?This kind of thing is obviously not within the scope of Huang Liangji Huang Gongye's consideration.

Don't forget, Huang Liangji and Mr. Huang's subordinates are the elite navy of the "Ming Dynasty", and they have also recruited pirates from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Even Lin Shuangwen, who has been playing around at sea all year round, only has a few small sampans in his hands. The Denglai Navy has been useless during my Tartar Qing period. Now in the hands of Zhu Jinsong, a rebel, it will only change. more trash.

Because the conditions required for shipbuilding are too harsh, Zhu Jinsong, the leader of the rebels, has just occupied Shandong for a few years. Even if he has the ambition to build a ship, he can't get the wood needed for the ship.

Thinking that he was about to break the myth of Zhu Jinsong's undefeated performance, Huang Liangji and Mr. Huang couldn't help being happy. When he was happy, he sang a little song: "Beat the drums fast, beat the gongs slowly, stop the gongs and stop the drums." Listen to singing, all gossip also sings, listen to me sing..."

But before Mr. Huang sang the most important three words after the little song, the watchman on the mast raised the flag.

"Enemy ahead, five ships, with guns, battleships."

Mr. Huang, whose interest was interrupted, was no longer in the mood to continue singing. Instead, he quickly ran to the bow of the ship and picked up his binoculars to look at it.

According to the information obtained by Huang Gongye, Zhu Jinsong's subordinates should only have some small sampans and other broken ships. If there are five warships, it is impossible to have five warships.

Mr. Huang knew very well that although the soldiers on his ship were complex, including regular sailors and pirates who made a living at sea, no matter whether they were sailors or pirates, they had been trained by themselves for many years. It is impossible for these people to lie to themselves.

In other words, there were indeed five warships on the opposite side.

So here comes the question—where did Zhu Jinsong get the five warships when the Denglai Navy couldn't count on it and the temporary shipbuilding was too late?

Did Lin Shuangwen call it over?

Don't talk nonsense, Lin Shuangwen's Fujian Navy is still being suppressed by his own Daming Navy. He can take care of himself. It's not bad. How can he allocate five warships to Zhu Ni?
Bought?
That's even more impossible. Whether it's North Korea or Japan, they basically have connections, and it's impossible for them to sell the warship to Zhu Jinsong.

Besides, small broken ships like the ones built by North Korea and Japan are not qualified to be called warships at all.

It is also unreasonable to say that it was bought from the red-haired barbarians in Europa, because if the warships of the red-haired barbarians want to reach Shandong, they must first pass through Zhejiang, and it is impossible for me not to receive any news.

When the five warships on the opposite side got closer and closer, Mr. Huang, who finally figured out what was going on, couldn't help laughing: "I thought that Zhu Jinsong had some trump card, and he kept hiding it but didn't take it. When I came out, I didn’t expect to change the whaling ship into a battleship.”

"Haha, haha, changing the whaling ship into a battleship, this Zhu Jinsong and Zhu Niu really have a brain! I'm afraid he took out all his wealth? Hahahaha!"

After laughing, Mr. Huang resumed the interest that was interrupted just now, and then hummed in a low voice: "Put out your hand and touch the silk on (sister's) face, dark clouds fly over the sky for a long time, reach out and touch the front of (sister's) head... "

But before Mr. Huang sang a few more words, the five whaling ships on the opposite side opened fire first.

"boom!"

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

First there was the muffled roar of the artillery, then the sharp whistling of the shells, and then the explosion of the shells.

Grandpa Huang was stunned at the time.

explode?

Mr. Huang is more or less well-informed—he has seen a lot of battleships, and he has also seen a lot of artillery. It is not uncommon to see artillery that uses flowering ammunition, but the artillery on ships like this uses flowering ammunition. Mr. Huang had never seen it before.

In previous naval battles, although the big guys also used cannonballs to smash each other, but that kind of smashing method was really just a literal meaning.

smash.

Hit each other with solid cannonballs, and see whose ship will be unlucky first.

Mr. Huang also thought about replacing solid shells with blooming shells, but the biggest problem with blooming shells is that the cost is too high and it is difficult to control the explosion time. Into a dud?
In fact, even if the shell does not become a dud when it hits the water, generally few people are willing to equip it with a bomb.

If one's own artillery was hit by someone, it would be hard to save even a god.

It's just that when Grandpa Huang was thinking about these messy things, the five whaling ships he faced didn't show any intention of stopping.

(End of this chapter)