Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 80 The Heart of Scholars? (twenty two)

"This time the imperial army was defeated miserably."

"One commander-in-chief died, several generals, commander-in-chief Qian, and several thousand troops were killed. Even the governor of Guangxi had no choice but to retreat to Yong'an Prefecture, and did not dare to fight the Ming army."

Master Luo spoke with helplessness in his words.

When Fang Kun heard this, his dazed expression instantly regained his composure. He widened his eyes and asked with disbelief in his voice.

"Wha...what? Master, are you sure what you said is true?"

Master Luo heard this and nodded vigorously.

"This is natural. How dare a student deceive his employer?"

"The imperial army that besieged the thieves was defeated. This is not a secret. Now the entire Wuxuan County knows everything that should be known and what should not be known."

"I'm afraid this Ming thief will continue to be arrogant for a while!"

When Fang Kun heard this, the expression on his face was quite complicated, he made a sound that sounded like crying and laughing, and spoke.

"Haha...haha, so the court can't punish me for the time being?"

Master Luo nodded.

"What my boss said is true. The court will indeed be unable to punish my boss in a short period of time."

When Fang Kun heard this, the expression on his face was not happy, and he still said with a wry smile.

"Then...so what? When the imperial court mobilizes heavy troops in the future and the thieves are successfully defeated, won't I still be punished?"

Seeing this, Master Luo whispered.

"My boss, my students may have a way to protect their official position."

When Fang Kunzheng heard this, he looked at Master Luo, his eyes full of expectation, and asked.

"any solution?"

Master Luo looked around, leaned over to Fang Kunzheng's ear, and whispered.

"My boss, why don't you just give me a warning!"

"This is the time when the Ming Dynasty was first established and it was in urgent need of talents. If the master is willing to surrender, the Ming Dynasty will definitely use the master again, even if it is for the sake of scholars."

What is the Heart of Scholars?

To put it bluntly, the official hat is the heart of a scholar.

When Fang Kun heard this, he suddenly got excited and asked.

"Master Luo, what are you talking about?"

"How can I live up to the favor of the imperial court if I come to the Ming Dynasty? How can I live up to the emperor's cultivation?"

"I am a disciple of the Emperor, how can I be rebellious?"

When Master Luo heard this, he spoke with disdain.

"Why did my boss say this? Although you are the emperor's disciple, does the emperor regard you as his disciple?"

"Your official position was not awarded by the court, but bought with your own money."

"I passed the Imperial Examination to become a Jinshi, but I had to spend money to buy an official position in order to get the vacant imperial court. How can I express my kindness to you?"

It has become a habit for the Manchus to sell their officials and get titles. The advantage of doing so is that the court, especially the emperor, can make money.

But the disadvantage is that local officials will not feel too much psychological pressure when they go against the grain.

Because they know that the official position is bought with their own money, not rewarded by the emperor, so why should they be loyal to the emperor?

When Fang Kunzheng heard this, his attitude couldn't help but wavered.

But he still spoke.

"If I surrender, what will my family do?"

Most of the officials of the Manchu Qing Dynasty served as officials in other places. If Fang Kunzheng dared to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, his family would probably have to go to Caishikou together.

When Master Luo heard this, he said with a sinister expression on his old face.

"Master, why should a man worry about not having a wife?"

"As long as you can keep your official position, you can remarry if your wife is gone, and you can remarry if you have a son."

"But if my life is gone, there really is nothing left."

Fang Kunzheng heard this, but his face was still hesitant.

Seeing this, Master Luo could only continue to speak.

"If you care about your family, you might as well fake your own death and get away. Just find a corpse, put on an official robe and burn it, and the matter will be settled."

"As long as you don't step out yourself, boss, who can say that it wasn't you who set yourself on fire after the city of Wuxuan County was destroyed?"

"Even if the Ming army is defeated in the future and the Qing Dynasty comes back, it has nothing to do with you "Fang Kunzheng". Didn't you already burn yourself to die for your country when Wuxuan County was defeated?"

"It won't hurt my family!"

When Fang Kunzheng heard this, the expression on his face was obviously moved.

Everyone is afraid of death. If they can live, who can welcome death calmly?

One more day to live counts as one more day!

Fang Kunzheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, that's it!"

"Then I'd better bother Master to go to Jintian Town to discuss with the Ming army the conditions for my surrender..."

Master Luo heard the words and agreed happily.

Because he knew that his glory and wealth were tied to Fang Kun. Only if Fang Kun continued to be an official could he continue to be his master.

……

February 42th, the 25nd year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty.

Zhu Jing'an led the main force of the Ming army, escorted a large number of Qing prisoners of war, and returned to Jintian Town in a mighty manner.

Zhu Jianzhuo led his people to greet him outside Jintian Town.

From a distance, he saw the red Ming army battle flags.

Under the battle flag, the main force of the Ming army was walking along the official road with red headscarves, chests raised and heads raised.

These Ming soldiers had just won a decisive battle with the Qing army, and it was a time when their morale was at its peak.

All of them were carrying swords and guns, holding their chests and heads high, accepting the adoring eyes of the people on both sides of the road.

"The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune, dust and soil!"

"Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren!"

"Look at the world, make all the hustlers, and make up for the incompleteness of heaven!"

"Good man, don't be parents, just for the common people, not for the sake of the Lord!"

"Holding the steel knife 99, kill Hu'er and stop. I am a man, why should the Tartars be horses and cows..."

Zhu Jing'an arranged in advance to greet the crowd in the crowd, and then the uniform "Battle Hymn of the Red Scarf Army" resounded throughout the countryside.When the Ming army heard the people around them singing "The Battle Hymn of the Red Scarf Army", everyone puffed up their chests and started singing together.

The morale of the Ming army was boiling like boiling oil.

After Zhu Jing'an saw his father coming to greet him in person, he immediately got off his horse, came to Zhu Jianzhuo, knelt down on one knee, and spoke.

"Reporting to my father, in this battle, thanks to the blessing of my ancestors, and the soldiers' lives, my father won the battle thousands of miles away, and our army won a great victory!"

When Zhu Jianzhuo saw this, he immediately laughed heartily, stretched out his hand to help Zhu Jing'an up, and said.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha, thank you for your hard work, my son. It is really a blessing for my Ming Dynasty that the lonely king has such a unicorn!"

After saying this, Zhu Jianzhuo took his son's hand, and the father and son returned to the Jianguo Mansion in Jintian Town hand in hand.

In Jintian Town, a banquet has been prepared.

The entire Ming army began to take their seats according to different organizations.

The feast has begun!

……

After the banquet, Zhu Jing'an was helped back to his bedroom.

He had just laid down and closed his eyes to rest. In a daze, he noticed a pair of soft little hands holding a hot towel to wipe his face.

The girl's unique fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Wine is the medium of sex. After Zhu Jing'an drank some wine, coupled with the joy of winning this battle, when he smelled the fragrance, his stomach suddenly felt hot.

He opened his eyes, grabbed the soft little hand, and then saw Zeng Yuanyuan's pretty face with a hint of panic.

Looking at the cute bun face in front of him, Zhu Jing'an suddenly moved his index finger for some reason.

With one effort, he hugged the person into his arms...

……

Guilin Mansion!
Wu Hubing, the governor of Guangxi, looked gloomy and scary.

In front of him was the messenger sent by Gao Sheng to report the news.

The messenger presented the battle report written by Gao Sheng to Wu Hubing, and then spoke.

"Qi... Qi, Lord Governor, the reason why our army went south to suppress the bandits was severely defeated in this battle."

"Gao Junmen said that the defeat of this battle was entirely due to the fact that Dong'an Commander-in-Chief He Zijing ignored the advice and underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, so that the army was ambushed by Ming thieves."

"The main force of the army led by Gao Junmen was also blocked by the river and could not be reinforced in time, so it was defeated."

"He Zijing himself deserved his death, but he should not have caused Guangxi Green Camp to suffer heavy losses."

"In this battle, our army was severely defeated. Half of our strength was lost. Our army was completely demoralized and unable to fight anymore."

"Gao Junmen had no choice but to gather his troops and retreat to Yong'an Prefecture to ensure that the main force of the army was not lost and to ensure the safety of Guilin."

"I owe you to the governor to send reinforcements to Yong'an Prefecture quickly, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

He Zijing thought that his death would bring a good future for his family.

But he didn't want to, he died, just when Gao Sheng and others asked him, a dead man, to take the blame for the defeat.

How should I put it? A dead person won’t refute, so isn’t he the best person to take the blame?
As for what He Zijing would think?
Damn it, why do you care what a dead person thinks?

It’s not like he can crawl up from the grave and bite people anyway?
Is not it?
When Wu Hubing heard this, his eyes turned black.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently.

He asked with some disbelief in his voice.

"You mean, the bandit army is beyond control?"

Wu Hubing did not expect that he would face such a serious problem not long after he took office as governor of Guangxi.

The messenger nodded vigorously.

"My lord, for the time being, the bandit army is indeed overwhelming."

"Unless we can report to the imperial court and mobilize troops from all provinces to encircle and suppress them, Guangxi alone may not be able to suppress the bandits with its own strength."

When Wu Hubing heard this, he took a deep breath and slumped down on the big chair helplessly.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he spoke.

"You go back first!"

After hearing the words, the envoy kowtowed and then withdrew under the guidance of the governor's servants.

Wu Hubing took a deep breath, and then spoke to his personal entourage.

"You will personally go out on my behalf to invite the feudal lords, Nie Tai, and the prefect of Guilin to discuss matters."

When I heard the words, I went away in a chat.

But Wu Hubing still sighed. He rubbed the center of his eyebrows vigorously, with a look of pain on his face.

Trouble, trouble now!
There is a group of bandits with such great momentum in Guangxi, and I, the governor of Guangxi, cannot escape the blame.

If I can't handle it properly and suppress this bandit, then my position as governor of Guangxi will be too difficult to continue.

Thinking of this, Wu Hubing slumped on the chair helplessly.

"I'm afraid General Dong'an has to take the blame for this. He's dead anyway, so it doesn't matter whether he was wronged or not."

"If that doesn't work, the prefect of Guilin will also be brought out to sacrifice the flag. He is the one responsible for concealing local affairs."

After pondering for a long time, Wu Hubing thought of two suitable candidates to take the blame.

After choosing the scapegoat, Wu Hubing's face looked much better. At least, the pressure in his heart was not so great.

Anyway, as the governor of Guangxi, he will definitely not take the blame.

……

Jintian Town!
Zhu Jing'an woke up from a hangover, feeling the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and his spirit gradually regained consciousness.

Struggling to get up from the messy brocade quilt and clothes, Zhu Jing'an yawned and stretched lazily.

Apparently he had a great sleep last night!
According to his usual habit, Zhu Jing'an got up early to exercise and only started to have breakfast after finishing his exercise.

While he was eating breakfast, someone came to report.

"Reporting to the Grand Governor, His Royal Highness the Supervisor of the State has urgently called for a meeting!"

Zhu Jing'an looked at the steamed buns and fried dough sticks in front of him, rubbed his eyebrows, but still spoke.

"Coming soon!"

He picked up two steamed buns from the plate, ate them, and walked towards the assembly hall.

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