Daming Yinghua

Chapter 153 Battle of Fushun ([-])

Entering the room in the dark, just as Mu Zaohua called out "Miss Zheng", Zheng Haizhu grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed her on the kang, trying to suppress her anger, pressed against her frozen ears, and lowered her head. Said: "If you want to see Mr. Wu alive, shut up from now on!"

The two stood motionless on the kang, only hearing each other's breathing. After a while, there was a soft "rustling" sound from the snow outside the house, and soon fell silent again.

Zheng Haizhu said to Mu Zaohua in a breathless voice: "I'm leaving, go to sleep!"

Mu Zaohua took off her coat obediently, and retreated into the depths of the kang.

Zheng Haizhu also fell on the kang.

Her chest was violently bullied, and the pent-up anger seemed to explode her heart and lungs, which was far more painful than the half of her face swollen by Mang Gurtai.

"Mr. Wu and I are both blind, but we actually took a fancy to you!"

Three days later, when he finally left Hetuala safely and returned to the inn outside Yahu Pass to meet Kong Youde and other Ming troops, Zheng Haizhu grabbed Mu Zaohua and came to the forest in the back mountain, uttering these words burning with burning anger .

Mu Zaohua knelt in front of Zheng Haizhu, kowtowed and said, "I'm stupid, I'm stupider than a donkey."

Zheng Haizhu stared at her: "In those few days, I was in Zhenghuangqi Yamen, not by your side. Could it be that Mang Gurtai who wanted to occupy you, and you became murderous?"

Mu Zaohua said: "You can't hide anything from the girl. It was Aya who told me that Mang Gurtai and Yi Lanzhu talked about Jurchen, saying that Mang Gurtai felt that I was like a dead maidservant of Fujin, and wanted me to stay Hetuala, fortunately, Yilanzhu was probably afraid of offending you girl, so she made up an excuse and sent Mangurtai away. But that stinky tartar touched my hand and slapped my face."

Mu Zaohua took a breath, and continued: "Mang Gurtai took Yi Lanzhu and another younger brother to hunt, chatted during the barbecue, and said that the Ming people who came to Jianzhou were treacherous, and they hid food and refused to give them. When serving as military rations, they simply ordered each household to pay food by the head of the family. If they paid less, they would kill one, just to kill those disobedient ones, and grab some obedient ones like livestock to plant the land left by the dead. Two Tartars The lord is just talking like this, even Yi Lanzhu can't stand it anymore. Miss Zheng, the Jianzhou Tartars, are really not human, Mang Gurtai and the others should drink arsenic!"

As Mu Zaohua spoke, the distress in her eyes turned into hatred again.

Zheng Haizhu squatted down, twisted her shoulders, and said slowly: "Zaohua, let me not talk about the rules that Mr. Wu set for you, and you are not allowed to initiate some actions without authorization. Just talk about your dislike for Tartars. Is it true that a pack of arsenic can really relieve hatred? You have seen with your own eyes how many children and grandchildren Nurhachi has, how many bannermen and warriors the children and grandchildren have, and the Mangurtai family is dead. Daishan and Huang Taiji can go to Ming Dynasty, they can rob our land, and they can slaughter or kidnap our citizens! Do you really think it’s a theater troupe singing a show? In the end, by the way, I was so tired that I died with you, are you worthy of me taking you out of the hard life by the canal!"

Mu Zaohua raised her eyes, pursed her mouth, and her hatred turned into shame again.

Zheng Haizhu calmed down a few breaths, and asked, "In those few days, you followed them around, did you see any firearms?"

"Returning to the girl, no. But I saw a lot of idle Tartar soldiers competing in martial arts, holding a big bow as tall as a man, and shooting at the iron armor tied to the tree."

"How far away did they shoot?"

"It's mostly fifty or sixty steps, and some retreat farther. Sometimes they are faster than drawing an arrow and shooting a bow, and sometimes they are farther than who can shoot through armor."

Zheng Haizhu nodded, and said to Mu Zaohua, "You go back to the inn first, I'll be here alone."

But Mu Zaohua didn't leave: "Miss Zheng, the innkeeper said that wild boars are often seen here, they will bite people, and they are more dangerous than bears. If the girl thinks I'm an eyesore, I'll go behind the tree so that the girl can't see me. But, but I have to accompany the girl."

Facing the serious face, Zheng Haizhu was silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "Okay, I won't be quiet anymore, let's go back together."

She now understands the difficulty of employing people in leadership.

Some people, like some texts, have flaws one after another, even fatal.

But when this person is qualified or even excellent in performing other tasks at the same time, it is a pity to discard it, just like the article still has bright spots.

In this border birch forest in the 46th year of Wanli, Zheng Haizhu stared at Mu Zaohua's footprints on the snow.

At this time, she didn't know that Mu Zaohua, who almost caused a catastrophe right now, would be of great help to her one day in the future because she was not regarded as an abandoned child by her.

……

After safely entering Yahu Pass and being in the territory of Daming, Zheng Haizhu asked Mu Zaohua to follow Kong Youde and escort Yi Lanzhu back to Liaoyang, while he himself took Aya and another soldier of Mao Wenlong to go northward to Fushun I went to Wu Bangde, exchanged information with him, planned out all kinds of rhetoric, and surveyed the terrain of Fushun.

After the twentieth of the first lunar month, Zhang Quan and Mao Wenlong finally welcomed Zheng Haizhu and others back in Liaoyang.

"Zhang Shilang, Uncle Mao, and Nurhachi will definitely attack Ming Dynasty this spring, and they will attack Fushun."

Zheng Haizhu first took out the crumpled mulberry paper after he made his case clear: "The day before I was ordered by the old chief to draw a map of the western seas and borders of Taixi, Nurhachi was looking for a pen to translate Chinese in his Zhenghuang Banner yamen. The pile of paper balls I threw away left some in the basket. I hid this one and traced out the words inside it separately. I read it by a Mongolian businessman who was looking for differences in Fushun. It was translated into Chinese characters. There are seven majors, hate, and kill my father , Cut, Ming, there are still some people I don’t know.”

Zhang Quan took the mulberry paper, frowned and said, "This is Mongolian characters?"

He had toured Jizhen and Xuanda before, and knew Mengwen.

Zheng Haizhu said: "In the past few years, the Jurchens of Jianzhou have created their own Manchu script, but the root is borrowed from the Mongolian script, so Mongolian businessmen can recognize some of them."

Mao Wenlong said: "These words are enough. But how did you know that Fushun was hit first? Because of the horse market we speculated last year?"

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "Mr. Wu has been squatting in Fushun for more than half a month. It has been a year. Carriage shops everywhere say that the relatives of the guard Li Yongfang who are doing business told them that the horse market on April [-]th will be held on time. Open, let them build more sheds, there will be many Jurchens selling horses and iron tools. And..."

When Zheng Haizhu said this, he stopped, went to open the door, called Aya in, pointed to her and said to Zhang Quan: "Zhang Shilang, her mother is from Kaiyuan, and her father is a horse raiser from Ye Hebu. She was killed by the Jianzhou people. When she escaped, the old chief hadn’t invented Manchu, so she didn’t know Manchu, but she could understand the words of the Jianzhou people.”

"Aya, tell the two superiors, what did the women of Nurhachi's family say?" Zheng Haizhu pushed Aya forward.

Aya lowered her head, but she articulated clearly: "Back to the two masters, they said that the old chief wanted to recruit Fushi to send a daughter or granddaughter to the Ming general. , forehead attached, means brother-in-law."

Zhang Quan narrowed his eyes, waved and said, "Okay, you can go out."

Then he said to Mao Wenlong: "Let the soldiers at your door go further away."

After the door was closed again, Zhang Quan looked at Mao Wenlong, Zheng Haizhu and Wu Bangde, but did not express his opinion immediately.

Mao Wenlong knew that he should speak first, and he should not be slick and pretentious.

"Servant, Mao doesn't know how to turn around in circles, and only speaks out of his heart. Mao wants to fight for this military achievement!"

(End of this chapter)