The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

"Four uprights and six corners, a net on ten sides..."

Sun Chuanting narrowed his eyes slightly, and Yang Sichang's various arrangements and arrangements emerged in his mind.

Yang Sichang was a scholar and had never fought much. At first he scoffed, thinking that Yang Sichang was just another Zhao Kuo talking about war on paper.

But later, he looked at Yang Sichang's plan in detail, and Yang Sichang's four-points, six-corners and ten-sided net had merits.

Now that the internal turmoil has almost ceased, and the bandits from all over the country have disappeared, it is indeed related to the strategy designated by Yang Sichang.

At that time, today's son has a lot of eyes on Yang Sichang, and he has a lot of trust.

Because of this, Yang Sichang has made great progress all the way.

The emperor adopted Yang Sichang's plan to send an edict to the land of ten provinces, mobilize soldiers from various towns, and jointly suppress the bandits.

After Fu Zonglong took office in Sichuan, the situation quickly stabilized.

Xiong Wencan also led the soldiers in Nanzhili, Henan, Huguang and other places to defeat the bandits.

Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others all surrendered, and the rogues of the 72nd Battalion almost disappeared, leaving only two or three big cats and kittens.

Relying on the prestige of exterminating bandits and quelling civil strife, Yang Sichang is now in power and overwhelming the temple.

only……

There seemed to be a lot of bandits on Xiong Wencan's side.

Sun Chuanting remembered very clearly that Yang Sichang was in charge of suppressing, not fussing, and all his orders were mainly suppressing.

Xiong Wencan was obviously recommended by Yang Sichang, but why was he the chief caregiver?
Sun Chuanting shook his head. What should be considered now is the situation in North Zhili, not the rogues in the south.

He is just the governor of Shaanxi, and Xiong Wencan is the prime minister of the six provinces. Even if he wants to, he is not qualified to manage it.

There are worries inside and troubles outside, the world is in turmoil, China is in confusion, and everything is a disaster.

The country is exhausted and the court is chaotic, how can it withstand such continuous turmoil.

Perhaps under the current situation, the court really needs someone who can control the overall situation.

Yang Sichang.

Yang Sichang...

Sun Chuanting looked tired and his eyes drooped.

Too many things were lingering in his mind, making his thoughts chaotic and even diluting the joy of victory.

He didn't understand why in just over ten years, Daming was no longer the Daming he knew in the past.

The prosperity and prosperity of the past are like passing clouds, but now there are only ruins and ruins everywhere.

Jiannu, who was originally suffering from scabies, has now become a confidant of the country.

The rebellious bandits swept across the north and south of the river like a tide, and their bones were exposed in the wild all the way, without the crowing of chickens for thousands of miles.

Local officials and officials in the imperial court are corrupt and corrupt. Officials and gentry collude and form cliques for personal gain.

The generals, lieutenants, and officers of the military camp are cowardly and humble, killing good men and taking meritorious service, withholding payment, they only know how to make money, but they don't know how to fight.

How is the world peaceful?

There have been arguments for hundreds of years.

"Or ask when the world will be peaceful, and fly to the sun: 'Wenchen officials don't love money, military officials don't hesitate to die, the world will be peaceful.'"

But now, civil servants love money, military officials cherish life, and the military and political corruption is hard to deal with.

The orders to advance and suppress one after another suppressed the people so hard to breathe, the general ordered the soldiers to die, but they couldn't even get the gold and silver for the family and the military pay for their lives.

However, those who steal, play tricks, and exploit tricks can rely on their connections to reach high positions all the way.

The mediocre occupy the high position, while the capable live below it.

Those who work hard and are loyal to the country are often difficult to end well, so how not to make people feel chilled.

He rectified the guards in Shaanxi, trained soldiers and fought, wiped out the bandits in Shaanxi, and solved the civil unrest in Xi'an, but in return, he was criticized like snowflakes.

Sun Chuanting closed his eyes, only feeling a chill in his heart.

Chen Wang's request and Cao Wenzhao's postscript made him suddenly understand a lot of things that he didn't understand before.

The country is not without good generals, and the country is not without strong soldiers.

It's just that the current situation cannot be saved by relying on good generals and strong troops.

Daming's illness is very serious.

It is not ringworm and scabies on the epidermis of the skin.

It's a gangrene in the muscles and bones.

Looking around at the surrounding battlefield, what came into view were cold corpses, lifeless weapons, and pairs of lifeless eyes.

For the first time, Sun Chuanting felt that his ability was insufficient, and that his official rank was too low.

He understands the root of the dilemma, he knows where things are going and where they are headed.

But there are very few things he can do now, and he is powerless to change this status quo.

I can only watch the situation deteriorate bit by bit, and watch the situation collapse bit by bit.

……

In the city of Beijing, the streets and alleys are dark.

Between the square and the market, only the lantern in the hands of the watchman is still shining faintly.

But that light was like the twilight of a firefly, which seemed to be extinguished in the next second under the thick night.

"Close doors and windows to prevent theft and theft."

Two watchmen carrying lanterns walked through the dark streets. One of them held a gong, and the other held a bamboo clapper.

The sound of beating watch accompanied by the icy cold wind slowly spread to the north in all directions, and then crossed the high-walled courtyard and entered the depths of a mansion that was still lit.

"Master...it's already the second watch, you can rest for a while..."

An old gray-haired servant walked into the study with a lunch box in his hand, and said with concern.

"It's already the second watch?"

Yang Sichang slowly raised his head from the desk, his expression was very bad.

He didn't see the calm demeanor in the hall during the day at all.

"Put it aside for now."

Yang Sichang raised his hand lightly as a response.

The old servant glanced at Yang Sichang, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say it in the end.

The old servant sighed, put the lunch box aside, and picked up the same lunch box on the table.

He lifted the lid of the lunch box, and the food in the lunch box was exactly as it was when it was delivered.

The old servant didn't speak any more, he gently pushed open the door of the study with the lunch box in his hand, and then disappeared into the corridor.

The door of the study was closed again, and the inside and outside of the room were separated again.

Yang Sichang turned his head to look at an official in green robe standing beside him, and asked.

"Lu Xiangsheng, where are you now?"

The Qing army entered from Qiangziling and Qingshanguan, which destroyed the side walls.

The frontier army was unable to resist, and Wu Aheng, the governor of Jiliao, died in the battle at Qiangziling. Jizhen was defeated and unable to fight again.

Yue Qian'an and Fengrun met in Tongzhou, but failed to attack Beijing.

So he went around Beijing to Zhuozhou, and divided his army into eighth.

Along the Taihang Mountains and the canal, from the west of Beijing to Shanxi, it is invincible.

Many cities in northern Zhili, including Liangxiang, Zhuozhou, Gaoyang, Fucheng, and Weixian, were destroyed.

Urgent documents flew in like snowflakes, the Qing army marched extremely fast, many villages and towns were looted and slaughtered, and the whole of Beizhili was devastated.

Yang Sichang lowered his head and looked at the map on the desk, feeling a heavy burden on his shoulders.

He worked hard, exhausted all his thoughts and had already negotiated the matter of being a slave and taking care of him, and he was short of that finishing touch to solve the predicament.

But even that kick at the door was delayed, and the emperor still couldn't make up his mind after all.

And those wine bags, rice bags and moths in the court don't want their money bags in Liaodong to disappear like this.

Those pedantic Confucian scholars, Qingliu, are still talking about integrity, and they are unwilling to bow their heads, but they can't give any real solution.

The court is full of ministers, civil and military officials in the court, and their exquisite minds are not used for state affairs, but are all used for calculations, party struggles, wealth collection, and fame...

"Governor Lu entered Baoding on the ninth day of the lunar new year, and ordered the generals to attack in separate ways. Yu Jiannu fought a battle in Qingdu, and he won a small victory at the [-]th level of Jiannu, and he still lives in Baoding today."

The green-robed official hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward and said with some hesitation.

"Governor Lu... This is the third time he has issued a document asking the Ministry of War to pay and ask for food, to impeach Zuo Qiren, the county magistrate of Qingwan County, and Zhang Qiping, the governor of Zhending, for refusing to send money and food...Look..."

Yang Sichang stood in front of the map, his figure was mostly hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

He didn't give any reply, just kept looking at the map in front of him.

Yang Sichang didn't speak, and the green-robed official who spoke naturally didn't dare to say more, so he could only stand aside, bowing his head and obeying orders.

I don't know how long it took, the wind outside the window became more and more urgent, and I could even hear the wind roar from the courtyard in the study.

"Clang-clang-"

A crisp sound sounded outside the study, as if something had broken.

And at this moment, Yang Sichang finally spoke.

"Still according to the previous treatment, keep it unpublished..."

In the end, Yang Sichang's voice was almost inaudible.

Saying this sentence seemed to take almost all of his strength.

Yang Sichang slowly sat down on the chair behind him, his eyes were extremely gloomy.

The establishment of slaves and the invasion of northern Zhili, the destruction of the capital, the collapse of the situation, and the people's livelihood, he saw all these things, and he knew them clearly.

He is indeed in a high position, but he can see everything that happens below, he can see clearly and clearly.

Jiannu entered twice, so he didn't know the murders he had done.

Jiannu raped and looted in the pass, slaughtered cities and destroyed towns, and took away the people of Ming Dynasty, and took them to the bitter cold outside the Great Wall to serve as slaves and handmaids.

He knows it all, he knows it all, but so what if he knows it, so what if he knows it.

The frontier army was not really unbearable to fight, but unwilling to fight.

Liaodong is a huge money bag, which supplies countless officials, generals and schools, and thousands of people.

An intertwined net has enveloped the entire court, closely linking Liaodong and the court together.

The problem of slavery was originally a small problem, but because of money and greedy people, this small problem has gradually expanded, so that it is now a big problem.

The Jiliao frontier army’s self-respecting trick of supporting the bandits has been played off, and the consequences are already hard to deal with.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Saarhu was the last chance...but Da Ming failed to grasp it...

Lin Danhan, an incompetent person with great ambition and little talent, made the Mongolian tribes become Jiannu's minions, and intensified Jiannu's strength.

Now Jianu has grown into a beast that devours people.

The frontier troops in Jiliao, Datong, Xuanfu, and Beidi were no longer able to stop Jiannu.

After so many years of field battles, it is almost impossible to win a big victory.

Yang Sichang closed his eyes, he knew that his order was destined to make many people displaced and suffer hardships.

But he can't pay Lu Xiangsheng, absolutely not.

The time is not yet, now is not the time to fight Jiannu.

When he sent Lu Xiangsheng to the battle, he had already understood what Lu Xiangsheng was thinking.

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes were full of anger, hatred, and determination.

Lu Xiangsheng is neither pedantic nor high-minded, he doesn't love money, and he doesn't hesitate to die.

How could it be possible for such a person to be overwhelmed by such important matters?

Now the only way to restrict their going out of the city and building slave wars is the issue of food and wages.

Once he was given enough food and salary, how could Lu Xiangsheng allow Jiannu to run amok like this according to Lu Xiangsheng's personality?
Now Lu Xiangsheng's subordinates are already more than half of the elites in Beizhili.

If the field battle is defeated and the elites are wiped out, what will be used to defend Beijing, and what will be used to protect Beizhili?
Just relying on the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses hidden in Shandong?
Just relying on those Beijing soldiers in paper armor in Beijing?

The shame of Jingkang has already happened once in history, and the same thing must never happen again.

Yang Sichang closed his eyes tightly.

He knew the anger in Lu Xiangsheng's heart, and he was also angry.

He knows the hatred in Lu Xiangsheng's heart, and he also has hatred

However, Lu Xiangsheng's approach is too risky, and if he fails, he will fall into a place of eternal doom.

He couldn't agree with Lu Xiangsheng's approach.

Now that the turmoil in the customs has stopped, almost all the rogues of the 72nd Battalion who had stirred up the world had been wiped out. It seemed that the situation was calm, but in fact there was an undercurrent.

Xiong Wencan went his own way and advocated appeasement, ignoring all his warnings.

Now that there are undercurrents surging in the pass, he must immediately resolve these hidden dangers.

If these dangers are not resolved, once they erupt, they will inevitably cause even bigger storms.

This is the time when stability is most needed, and it is the moment when the destiny of the country is truly determined, and we must not take a wrong step.

The elite of the frontier army must not be lost, this is the key to maintaining the stability of the Northland.

Jiannu will leave after looting property and population. In the customs, Jiannu is a rootless duckling and cannot stay for long.

Qinwang soldiers and horses from all over the country will also speed up the withdrawal of Jiannu troops.

Qin Wangjun...

Yang Sichang's expression darkened for a few minutes again. He originally did not agree with the recruitment of Shaanxi Bingqin King, but the emperor's golden words could not bear to refuse.

Shaanxi is still unstable, and there is too much that is wrong with Li Zicheng's sudden defeat.

Now Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting took most of Shaanxi's elite soldiers northward to serve the king, making Shaanxi extremely empty.

Once Shaanxi changes...

Shaanxi's current military strength alone cannot solve the problem...

Moreover, Yang Sichang is also aware of the problems Qin Wangjun encountered along the way.

Because of the lack of food and pay, many Qin Wangjun mutinied and fled. Although he had clearly issued official documents to various government offices along the way this time, it was difficult to keep violators.

There are many disadvantages in dispatching troops to the north to serve the king.

On this matter, he and the emperor had different opinions.

only……

Others can not follow the edict, but he can't.

The reason why he is now able to join the cabinet as a minister and hold great power is precisely because of the trust of the emperor.

Losing the trust of the emperor, not to mention holding power, even the impeachment of the court will overwhelm him, and it will not be long before he will be ruined and ruined.

"All kinds of crimes, the world's infamy, let me bear it..."

Yang Sichang slowly opened his eyes, the flames kept dancing in his eyes, illuminating his eyes and turning his face red.

"I wish...the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers will always be here..."