nanming man

Chapter 250
Gao Yihuan opened the letter and read it again. It was the news that Li Zicheng broke through Beijing and Chongzhen committed suicide.

This made Gao Yihuan a little sad, and his mood gradually sank.

"Second brother, what's the matter?" Zhao Zhuzi was very good at observing words and expressions.

Gao Yihuan said in a deep voice, "It was Li Zicheng who broke into Beijing!"

"Isn't this a good thing?" Zhao Zhuzi was a little puzzled. After all, they were attached to Li Zicheng, and Li Zicheng being the emperor was better than the old Zhu's counterattack and cleaning up.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "The barbarians outside the pass are staring at each other, and they will not miss the opportunity of the great changes in the Central Plains. Li Zicheng destroyed the Ming Dynasty, but he may not be able to do better than the Ming Dynasty, and he may not be able to clean up the mess and stop the invasion of the Eastern barbarians."

Now Li Zicheng is in full swing, and within three or four months of the Eastern Expedition, he ended the Ming Dynasty and ended the 270-year-old Zhu family.

When Gao Yihuan said this, everyone was still a little puzzled. Did the second brother think too much?
Gao Yihuan waved his hand without explaining too much, "Let's go, don't read, go back to the city!"

Gao Yihuan sat in the study of the defense envoy's mansion, quickly wrote a letter with a brush, and then sealed it.

"Come here!" Gao Yihuan called out, "Go and call Gao Chenggui."

Gao Yihuan's current power is mainly his own Henan Township Party, among which the surnames Gao and Li are the most, which is not much different from Li Zicheng's Shaanxi Gang in essence.

Gao Chenggui and Gao Chengwei are brothers, both relatives of Gao Yihuan, and they took refuge in themselves together.

However, the two are somewhat different. Gao Chengwei has learned some kung fu and is more straightforward, so Gao Yihuan keeps him by his side, while Gao Chenggui has more eyes and is not very good-looking. He has a wrinkled face and is very ordinary. , belonged to the kind of person who would be placed in the crowd and would not leave any impression after a glance, so Gao Yihuan gave him to Gao Yicheng and asked him to help collect some information.

Not long after, a man knocked on the door, entered the study, saluted and said, "The general called me."

Gao Yihuan nodded, and pushed the letter to the table, "You go to Yicheng immediately, hand the letter to him, and ask him to pay close attention to the situation in Beijing and Nanjing, and also pay attention to the situation of officials who are going south from Beijing. talent."

Beijing has changed the king's banner, and according to the information received from Gao Yihuan, Li Zicheng's policy of subsidizing salary has not changed. In addition, if the Qing army enters the customs, Beijing will inevitably be in turmoil.

Some officials in Beijing chose to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and some chose to go south.

In history, the Southern Ming Dynasty was extremely short-sighted and failed to accept these officials who went south, forcing them to return north, some of them surrendered to the Qing, and some of them hid in the mountains.

For the sake of their own interests, the officials of the Ming Dynasty in the south, regardless of Ma Ruan's party or Donglin, chose the Daxing Shun case tacitly.

Gao Yihuan was short of talents, and this group of Nandu officials was a good opportunity for him.

"I understand!" Gao Chenggui hurriedly put the letter in his chest, bowed and clasped his fists.

Gao Yihuan then waved his hand, "Go and do it!"

As soon as Gao Chenggui left, Gao Yihuan stood up and hurried out of the mansion.

Not long after, he came to the house where Wang Shicong and Hu Dawei were imprisoned. When he came in, they happened to be sitting in the yard.

Seeing Gao Yihuan coming in, Hu Dawei sternly said, "Bai Wenxuan has already moved out, I'm afraid you came to the wrong place."

In the late Southern Ming Dynasty, there were eight kings with different surnames, Sun Kewang, King of Qin, Li Dingguo, King of Jin, Liu Wenxiu, King of Shu, Zheng Chenggong, King of Yanping, Feng Shuangli, King of Qingyang, Bai Wenxuan, King of Gongchang, and Ma Jinzhong, King of Hanyang.

Gao Yihuan was very happy to receive a collection of Baiwen, but he still valued Hu Dawei and Wang Shicong.

There are many specific factors for Bai Wenxuan to become the king. Hu Dawei is actually no worse than him, but he was exhausted in the internal struggle to suppress the bandits and did not survive to the end.

Jiashen year, a heart-wrenching time point, Gao Yihuan didn't feel sorry for the Ming Dynasty, but the country of the Han people.

Right now, his sense of inner crisis is getting stronger and stronger. He needs helpers and more people with lofty ideals who can stand by his side to give him enough faith.

Hearing Hu Dawei's words, Gao Yihuan had a sullen face, cupped his hands and said, "General Hu and Wang Qian, I came here today to tell you two things."

Seeing Gao Yihuan's serious face, Hu Dawei was stunned for a moment, and Wang Shicong who was beside him also turned to look at him.

"What is it? Are you finally going to kill us?" Hu Dawei raised his eyebrows.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "It was Li Zicheng who had broken through Beijing, and Chongzhen hanged himself in Jingshan."

The expressions of the two froze and their bodies trembled, and the book in Wang Shicong's hand fell to the ground.

In an instant, Wang Shicong's face was full of internal flow, and he cried bitterly, heartbroken, "Da Ming! Your Majesty!"

Hu Dawei was stunned for a moment. He looked at Wang Shicong who had already sat on the ground from the stone bench. His eyes were red, his eyes were full of tears, and his face suddenly became angry, "Gao Yihuan, you have been waiting for today for a long time, right? You today Come, just want to see our jokes?"

Seeing that he was about to kill someone, Gao Chengwei and the others behind Gao Yihuan tensed up and put their hands on the handle of the knife one after another.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "I respect you two, and I think you should be informed about this matter. At the same time, I also hope that you two can leave a useful body and do something for the people."

Jun father, Jun father, Jun's status is equal to that of father, and even surpasses father.

Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Gao Yihuan estimated that it would take a while to recover.

Standing here, he seemed to be watching a joke. After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands, then turned his head and said to Qin Wei: "Let's go back home!"

The time soon came to the beginning of May, and Gao Yihuan was waiting for news from Beijing every day, wondering if the war of one piece of stone would happen?
If Li Zicheng loses, then he has to prepare to draw a clear line with Li Zicheng. If Li Zicheng wins, the situation will be different.

He was waiting for the news that day, but Chen Huiting, the weapons supervisor of the firearms workshop, excitedly found the residence of the defense envoy.

Gao Yihuan walked into the festival hall and sat down, only to see Chen Huiting leading a craftsman, holding a wooden box in his hand, standing in the hall waiting.

Seeing Gao Yihuan coming in, Chen Huiting saluted with joy on his face and said, "General, it's a good thing that the humble job does not disgrace your life. After half a year of trying, the self-generated firecracker that the general said is finally created. I am here to report to the general."

Gao Yihuan was slightly taken aback when he heard this. Last year he mentioned "Illustration of Military Weapons" and talked about self-generated firecrackers.

At that time, Chen Huiting said that it was difficult to make it. After a long period of time, there was no news, and Gao Yihuan didn't have any hope. He didn't want to think that half a year later, they actually made it.

"Quick, bring it to the general to have a look." Gao Yi expressed joy.

With a wave of Chen Huiting's hand, the craftsman behind him opened the long box and sent it to Gao Yihuan's case.

Gao Yihuan stood up and took a look. Damn it was a good gift box, which was covered with brocade, and a pitch-black gun was lying inside. With his bare posture, he knew that it must not be easy to make this gun.

Gao Yihuan excitedly held the firecracker in his hands as if he was holding an antique porcelain. He estimated that the firecracker weighed six to seven kilograms. , there is no matchlock clip behind the gun, but there are more hammers and flints, and the wooden support is bent downward, which is very convenient to hold.

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