The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 830 Cause of Death
Zhang Kui made the tea, put it on the small table, glanced at Yan Sanhe quickly, then opened the curtain and walked out of the tent.

It’s weird.

This thin little girl sat face to face with the general, but she didn't look weak at all. Instead, she looked a little weak in her eyes.

Bu Liu was more than empty, his heart was pounding.

He is a military general and never believes in those gods and ghosts. Even if something goes wrong with his war horse, he will still be skeptical.

However, when the injustice of the Zheng family was exposed to the world and half of the war horses came back to life, he discovered that many things existed in this world, but they were just invisible to the naked eye.

"Miss Yan, if you have any questions, just ask, I..."

"Step General."

Yan Sanhe interrupted him: "You know what I want to ask when I come here?"

"I know, Brother Zhu said, ask the old general about the past."

"Then...why should I ask the old general about the past?"

"For the injustice of the Zheng family, and for the other half of the war horse."

"wrong."

Yan Sanhe leaned forward and lowered his gaze: "It's to find out...the real cause of the old general's death!"

Bu Liu shook his hand and the tea cup fell to the ground.

"Miss Yan, you, what did you just say?"

"Find out the real reason why the old general died in battle."

Bu Liu struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "Zhan, is there a reason for dying in battle?"

Yan Sanhe: "Yes!"

Bu Liu was as stiff as a log, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"Miss Yan, just ask. The old general has been very kind to me, and I won't hide anything."

"In the seventh year of Yonghe, during the war with the Tatars, what position did you hold in the army at that time?"

After Bu Liu got the news about Zhu Qing, he never closed his eyes again and went over the past events in detail.

"That year I served as a deputy lieutenant in the Bujiajun, leading a cavalry of 300 people. I was responsible for investigating the enemy's situation and surveying the terrain. It was regarded as an outpost."

"In the seventh year of Yonghe, the army marched to the north; on July [-]th, the eighth year of Yonghe, the Zheng family was wiped out; in November of the eighth year of Yonghe, the general died in battle."

Yan Sanhe: "Bu Liu, is this timeline correct?"

Step [-]: "Miss Yan, that's absolutely right."

"Then let's ask them one by one according to this timeline."

Yan Sanhe: "In the seventh year of Yonghe, there were so many talented people in Chaoyan. Why did the late emperor choose to send the old general Zheng Yu to the expedition?"

"Miss Yan, this is a long story."

"Then make a long story short."

To make a long story short, it has to have a beginning and an end.

The matter can be traced back to the summer of the fifth year of Yonghe. In the summer of this year, the late emperor sent envoys to the Tatars in the north to discuss border issues.

The Tatars are a nomadic people who live on horseback.

There are twelve months a year in the North, half of which is winter, and no wheat or rice can grow.

There is a shortage of food and drink in the north, and the Tatars often come to the Chinese border to grab things in order to survive.

They usually come with a gust of wind, finish grabbing, and then go with a gust of wind. It is difficult to defend, let alone catch.

The people in the north were miserable due to them, so they had no choice but to ask Chao Yan for help.

The envoy at that time was named Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu was born as a Jinshi and later became an official in the Ministry of Rites. He was a well-written and eloquent person, and he often spoke well.

He is also a well-rounded person. He talks about people and tells ghosts when he sees them.

Therefore, Jiang Fu had a smooth journey in the officialdom, and he rose to the rank of minister at a young age.

The late emperor sent him as an envoy to the Tatars because he took a fancy to his sharp tongue and wanted to persuade the Tatars to open trade and communicate with each other so as to stop harassing the Chinese people.The peace talks originally went smoothly, and Jiang Fu lived up to expectations and reached a basic agreement with the Tatar King.

The problem arose during a banquet.

Jiang Fu went to urinate outside the tent, but it happened that the Tatar King was also in a hurry and stood beside him.

When two men pee, they will naturally compete to see whose urine can reach farther.

Jiang Fu was a weak scholar, and his body was definitely not as good as the Tatar King who had been practicing martial arts for many years.

The King of Tatar peeed all the way away and laughed at the Chinese men, who were all like Jiang Fu, who could not satisfy even the women.

Jiang Fu coldly replied with four words: Burn the harp and boil the crane.

It means that besides ruining good things, what else can you barbarians in the north do?Just barbarians.

He thought that the Tatar King could not understand, but he never thought that this man not only understood, but also heard the arrogance and disdain in his words. With the help of wine, he drew his sword and killed Jiang Fu.

Throughout the ages, the two countries have been at war without killing the envoys.

When the news reached China, the late emperor was furious and immediately sent General Song Zhiyu to go on an expedition.

"Hold on."

Yan Sanhe interrupted: "What was the late emperor's consideration in sending Song Zhiyu?"

"Song Zhiyu was born into a family of military generals. He practiced martial arts since he was a child and was familiar with the art of war. He also fought several battles in the North with the late emperor and is very familiar with the North."

Step [-]: "The late emperor used him, firstly, because he was familiar with the Northern Territory, and secondly, because he was recommended by the then crown prince, who is now His Majesty."

Yan Sanhe: "Then, why does Your Majesty recommend him now?"

Step Six: "Song Zhiyu and the prince grew up together, and they are considered close friends."

Yan Sanhe: "The late emperor and the prince have always been at odds with each other. Why did they listen to the prince and use Song Zhiyu?"

Step [-]: "The late emperor always put the overall situation first and the country first when employing people. Song Zhiyu is indeed a man of some real ability."

Yan Sanhe: "If you have real ability, then why did you lose?"

Bu Liu was forced to ask her questions one by one, and he couldn't even breathe.

He took a long breath and said, "Miss Yan, marching and fighting is not only about the right time, location, and people, but sometimes you also have to try your luck."

Jiang Fu died suddenly. The late emperor couldn't bear this breath and ordered Song Zhiyu to rush to the north immediately.

Immediate means hasty.

The army set out in September. After a month of long journey, it rushed to the Northland in October. It was already exhausted and could only rest for a month.

A month later, the Northland was already filled with wind and snow, and the weather was freezing. The army could only continue to rest and wait for the next spring to fight again.

Spring in the north has been delayed for a long time. It's already April, and there's still snow in the sky.

The long winter exhausted all the ambitions of the soldiers.

The Tatars are just the opposite. The long winter is the time for them to recharge their batteries.

That's why the army was defeated, and only [-] of the [-] were left.

Yan Sanhe: "What will be Song Zhiyu's final fate?"

Bu Liu sighed heavily, "After returning to Beijing, I handed over my seal of command, resigned and went into seclusion. I was depressed for several years and passed away early."

Yan Sanhe: "Compared to those soldiers who died on the battlefield, his end was considered good."

"Miss Yan, you can't say that. General Song is actually quite miserable."

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, Bu Liu couldn't help but said:
"His parents, who were white-haired, gave birth to black-haired people, and left within a few years; his two sons became mediocre people because they had no one to discipline them.

The entire Song family was implicated by him and could not survive in the capital, so they had no choice but to move back to their ancestral home. I heard that few people in the family were successful.

The prince was also fined half a year's salary for recommending him, and he almost lost his position as prince. "

"So, he might as well die fighting."

Yan Sanhe suddenly smiled coldly, "Like General Zheng."

Bu Liu didn't expect that she would say this at all, and was immediately speechless.

(End of this chapter)