Wang Pu in the late Ming Dynasty

"Yes, Your Majesty. "Your Majesty. The ministers responded in unison.

"Do you know that this big banyan tree was planted by Grandpa Cheng himself, I have nightmares every day, and I am depressed when I stay in the house, so it is better to sit under this tree for a long time. Bai Xiaoru is Daji, there are rumors of Nuwa Niangniang's support behind him, which makes Chongzhen's self-esteem suffer, he does not hesitate to speculate with the greatest malice, the people below are now discussing this matter, most of them will talk about him and the king of Shang, this big black cauldron buckled on his head, and almost vomited blood out of his anger, and there is no one to talk about the frustration and grievances that he has been full of frustration and grievances, since he ascended the throne, which day is not a prudent industry, dare not slack off, he asked himself in the history books, throughout the twenty-four histories, there are not many people who can compare with him in terms of diligence and thrift, and there is a world of difference from the king of Shang, this truth can not be understood by the people, but they want to rebel to embarrass him, it's sad to think.

"Your Majesty said this, it's just a demon, you only need to send a general, and it can be pacified. Wen Tiren hurriedly jumped up from the chair, knelt down with a puff, and said angrily.

"Then who is the famous general, the famous general of the Ming Dynasty. Chongzhen's mind came up with that young man, the first time I saw him in the Emperor's Palace, dressed in armor, with a face like a crown of jade, and a tall and majestic figure, I felt that this son was really a heroic and powerful tiger general. It's a pity that this son is unruly, and if he wants to be reused, he is afraid that it will cause a disaster in the feudal town.

"Dare to greet the department, may I ask how long it will take for the soldiers of Jizhou to be trained. Wen Tiren got up and asked Hou Xian, who was standing in the crowd.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers of Jizhou can't be

easily mobilized, not to mention that the key points of Gyeonggi cannot be lost, there is a plague in the south, send this new army of soldiers and horses, that's, no, it can't be done. Hou Sui wanted to say that it was stealing chickens and rice, but he still held back, and he could see that the emperor was a little abnormal, so he should be cautious in his words and deeds at this moment.

"Didn't you let you plant smallpox on the soldiers, why don't you hurry up and do it? Chongzhen listened to Hou Sui's words of evasion, his face turned blue, and he was very dissatisfied.

"Back to Your Majesty, after planting smallpox, you have to stay in bed for several days, and the minister is worried that when the soldiers are lying down, in case of a surprise attack by people and horses, the safety of Gyeonggi cannot be left to chance, so it can only be divided into several batches and planted one by one, and it has only been half a month since the army was formed, and there are 15,000 soldiers, of which only three percent have been planted. "

"Your Majesty, the minister only greets the Jizhou soldiers of the Lord for a few days before they can have the strength to fight, instead of asking if they can go south to quell the chaos, Hou Butang, please solve the confusion for Wen. Wen Tiren smiled.

"Ah, that's the headquarters just heard the errand, this military horse was handed over to Zuo Liangyu for temporary control, he said that it is estimated that it will be enough to defend the city for two months, and the field battle is estimated to be about a year. "

"Hmph, wait a year, the daylilies are cold. Wen Tiren couldn't help but sneer.

"Lord Wen, please be cautious, military affairs are not child's play. Zhou Yanru's face was not good, he entered the cabinet to pay respects, in the eyes of others, the scenery is unique, but in fact, he is constrained by Wen Tiren everywhere, and the two of them secretly poked and poked in private, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger.

"Don't worry, this assistant government has already made plans, in the Gyeonggi area, only the Shenjia battalion can be dispatched, and there is no other person available. Wen Tiren's words came out, and the ministers were in a commotion, and they all glanced at the place where Xu Guangqi was standing, and the latter only lowered his hands and stood still.

"That brute, asked him to go to Zunhua to assist in the siege of the city, it has been ten days, but he is still on the way, and he is a thief. Chongzhen roared angrily.

"Your Majesty, the minister has a word. Xu Guangqi knelt down with a crying voice.

"You don't have to say it. Chongzhen waved his hand and turned his head away, not wanting to see him, so the latter had to stand up and hide in the crowd with embarrassment.

"Your Majesty is angry, this Shenjia battalion might as well be disassembled and used, and ordered Wang Pu to take a part of the soldiers and horses south to quell the thieves, and let Liu Yishan take the other part to Zunhua, wouldn't it be good to have both strategies. Wen Tiren said.

"If Wang Pu has the intention of rebellion, he goes south to see the reality that the imperial court has no soldiers available for the time being, and takes the opportunity to use the strategy of driving away the wolf and the tiger, and in the name of quelling the chaos, to seize Huguang and even Jiangnan, then how can it be good. Zhou Yanru saw that Wen Tiren finally wanted to be poor and wanted to shake his position as the first assistant, so he immediately beat his spirit, and his lips and swords were fired continuously.

"Hey, didn't you think of this plan, why don't you speak. Wen Tiren's words are really heart-wrenching, and he smoked Zhou Yan's Confucian spirit, daring to love this thing is to eat me, and the plan is his credit, and if it doesn't work, I will take the blame.

"How can these two things be confused, it is my plan to split the Shenjia Battalion,

but his plan is not this plan, today's discussion is, send the Shenjia Battalion south to level the thieves, and your plan can't climb to my head. Zhou Yanru was anxious, blowing his beard and hurriedly plucking himself out of the black cauldron, as the head of the cabinet, he was so irresponsible, he couldn't care about the damage to his reputation.

"Wen Aiqing, I think your plan is very good, okay, just do it, give you the sword of Shang Fang, and worship the general system of Henan and Shandong provinces, and hunt on behalf of Tianxing on the same day, and pacify the white demon thief. The Shenjia battalion is fully at your disposal, and you must beware of the thief army heading south to Huguang or Jiangnan. Chongzhen listened to Zhou Yanru paddling away, afraid of temperature and benevolence, and couldn't help but make an order immediately.

"Your Majesty, the minister has one more thing to ask for. Wen Tiren got up and bowed down, although he was pulled by the emperor on the spot, but he boasted of his unparalleled wisdom.

"Aiqing, please speak. Chongzhen was very satisfied when he saw that he answered chicly.

"The soldiers and horses have not moved, the food and salary go first, and the minister asked the household department to allocate 500,000 taels of silver. Wen Tiren thought that there were at least more than 10,000 soldiers in the Shenjia battalion, and 500,000 taels would move him.

"Wen Butang, you will ask for 500,000 taels for one mouth, do you know that the clan still owes half of it, and owes five million taels, deducting these, there are 800,000 taels left in the treasury, and you have to give a hundred officials a salary, do you want the clan to drink the northwest wind, or do you want our hundred officials to drink the northwest wind. Hubu Shangshu Hou was furious, jumped up and shouted.

"Take it from the inside, 150,000 taels. Chongzhen frowned and waved weakly.

After this pre-monarch meeting, the courtiers scattered in twos and threes, only Xu Guangqi, who was quite popular in the past, was alone at the moment, and everyone avoided him, and they all said that his life would not be long.

There

were many eyes and ears along the way, Xu Guangqi's plain sedan chair did not dare to stay all the way, went straight back to the house, closed the door, called the family over, the big courtyard was full of sitting, and then said: "Everyone clean up, this master wants to beg for bones." "

"Father, there are still clansmen in your hometown who need your care, so you don't want an official position, how can the clan uncle explain it. Xu Guangqi's eldest son, Xu Yi, asked in surprise.

"The court is vying for power and profit, treacherous and changeable, because my father is not good at this way, and I want to go back to my hometown to cultivate. Xu Guangqi said impatiently.

"Father, good father. Xu Yi suddenly realized, fixed his mind and replied, he knew that his father was obviously a Catholic, the so-called home cultivation, must be a lie, such a approach, most of the time something big happened, thinking of this, I couldn't help but sweat coldly, even to speak like this, it can be seen that the stake is not trivial.

"But the road is not quiet, I heard that there are white demon thieves in the south. Xu Guangqi sighed again, suddenly remembered it again, and said: "For the father and the Shenjia battalion to control Wang Pu, you go to Wang Pu and ask him to send a team of personal soldiers to escort us." "

"Yes, father. Xu Yi thought that this matter was mostly related to Wang Pu, and wanted to find him to explain the story.

"This inkstone is Wang Pu's beloved thing, I don't need it if I don't become an official, you take it to him. Xu Guangqi sighed secretly, this hint is too obvious, it is easy to anger the emperor, so even if he passes this level, there is no way to resolve the emperor's hatred for him, but he does not dare to die, he must leave this life to make up for the "Mojia classics", and he does not dare to take risks, in case his son does not understand his meaning, this inkstone is the last straw.

At noon, the golden wheat on both sides of the road is ripe, the wheat waves rise and fall with the wind under the scorching sun, more heartwarming than gold, sure enough, there is only a golden wheat sea, and finally ushered in a bumper harvest year, the Shenjia battalion marched silently, Wang Pu looked at the sun hanging high, and ordered the camp to be built in situ. Wang Shancheng, the overseer, glanced at the Wang Pu in front of him, and touched the Wang Ming Banner on his waist, which was the order used by the superintendent to kill the generals who perverted the law, but he only smiled bitterly, sighed secretly, and removed his hand again.

After more than ten days of repeated temptation, smart as Wang Shancheng has long known, Liu Yishan is clearly Wang Pu's iron party, before leaving, the ceremonial supervisor Wang Gonggong also repeatedly told to take advantage of the disagreement between Liu Yishan and Wang Pu, to kill three soldiers with a move, but unfortunately this is just wishful thinking on the top, the Shenjia battalion is full of weirdness, this is all intuitive and difficult to say clearly, he has seen the drill of the cavalry of the Beijing camp in the grassland of the imperial horse supervisor, and in the early years, he has seen the firearms drill of the Shenji battalion, which is already one of the few elite soldiers in the world, such a Ming elite soldier is vulnerable in front of the Dongyu, and has already been wiped out in the battle of Salhu in the Wanli period, and Dongyu has repeatedly lost to the Shenjia Battalion, so isn't this Shenjia Battalion the strongest army in the world, Wang Shancheng is in it at the moment, he has a chill down his spine, although he can't see through how strong this army is, but he is very sure that the Shenjia Battalion of these hundreds of people, each of them is an enemy of a hundred elites, and it is not a problem to level tens of thousands of weak brigades of the Ming Army.

But he is not in vain, he can

be selected by the celebrant to be entrusted with such a heavy task, how can he not have a few brushes, these ten days, he found that there is also a familiar noisy noise in the Shenjia battalion, this is the shape of the Ming officers and soldiers. Wang Shancheng almost immediately decided that Liang Sanqian's cavalry must not be Wang Pu's descendant, but because of the completely different styles.

During the march of Wang Pu's lineage, the title was silent, like a ghost wandering at night without vitality, and even more slaughtered those who were close to him. Only this cavalry of Liang Sanqian talked and laughed between the marches, which made people look very kind, so that people couldn't help but feel comfortable returning home, and they couldn't help but feel comfortable. With his experience, how can he not know, but all the descendants must look down on those miscellaneous lines, Liang Sanqian must have suffered a lot of cold eyes in the army, maybe he can be co-opted for his own use, Wang Shancheng narrowed his eyes, and secretly thought about the next step, the fat flesh face is also very friendly, and I can't see what the city is, from head to toe, that naïve state is in the bones.

"The wheat field in front of it seems to have no owner, and it is about the owner who has been taken captive by the east, and the wheat has not been harvested in time, but it has been eaten by birds and insects, and he turned around and called the soldiers to cut it. Wang Pu pointed to the wheat field under the hill in the distance, which was about several hectares, and said with a smile to Liu Yishan beside him, in fact, these lands must belong to a certain gentry, but the tenant farmers either fled, or were taken captive by the east, and no one harvested the wheat on this land, and the gentry were short of manpower at the moment, and a lot of wheat fields had to be put temporarily, which gave the Shenjia battalion a chance, and more than 50,000 stone wheat were beaten in ten days, transported to the river by four-wheeled carriage, loaded into a boat and waited for the sea breeze to turn northwest in the second half of the year, and then it could be transported to the dock of Pinglu County. As for the gentry who didn't agree, they came to the door to ask for wheat, and there was always a way to persuade them, after all, Xiucai couldn't explain it when he met the soldiers, and Wang Pu became more and more like a serious Ming officer.

"Yes, sir. Liu Yishan had long been accustomed to these routines, and replied without blinking, just muttering in his heart: This is also the prestige earned by defeating Dongyu, which makes the court fearful, but offending so many gentry, I don't know if there will be trouble, but Yanmen heard that the shortage of food is very serious, so he can only cut it first.

Xinmai is palatable, fragrant and tender like to eat, Wang Pu has a big appetite, eats a big belly, reads the newspaper after dinner, and learns from the newspaper that the imperial court's response to the Xianghe Rebellion yesterday, I can't help but complain to Lin Changxing: "It turns out that Daji is a golden-haired nine-tailed fox, I also thought it was a white fox, and it is impossible to know if I am not a scholar." "

"Do you believe it, Daji said in the world. Lin Changxing just twisted his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course not, would you believe such a ridiculous statement. Wang Pu asked rhetorically.

"What the owner said is that the head of the thief is a white-haired nine-tailed fox in Tushan, who clearly distinguishes Shun's wife and follows Shun's reincarnation and descends to earth. Lin Changxing had a smile on his face, and raised his eyebrows.

"Hahaha. Wang Pu heard that Lin Changxing was persuading him to rebel, but he knew that the hundred-legged insects of the Ming Dynasty were dead but not stiff, and there would soon be famous ministers such as Hong Chengchou, Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting, etc., as well as more than ten years of national ancestry, it was still too early to rebel at this moment, so he could only pretend to be puzzled and laugh.

"The proprietor can see that there are no soldiers, the court has no soldiers, but the elite soldiers who can fight are gone. Lin Changxing still refused to give up, and persuaded him.

"I know that if there are soldiers, with the proximity of this bandit army to the capital, I should immediately send troops to suppress it. There has been no movement for a long time, and it can only be said that either there are no soldiers, or there is no food, in fact, most of them are both, Chongzhen's unlucky child. "

"This, this, let's say we won't be sent to suppress this group of thieves. Lin Changxing followed Wang Pu at the earliest, but he still couldn't see through this person, to say that he was loyal to the imperial court, it was really a laughing death, how could any loyal minister dare to say that the emperor was an unlucky child, but to say that he was not loyal, he had experienced hardships for King Qin for most of the year, and faced the emptiness of Gyeonggi, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity but was indifferent.