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Chapter 190 Careful work



"What's the situation in Shenyang City now?" Xiong Tingbi stared at the spy in front of him, not wanting to miss any subtle change in his expression.

Although this spy is Han and the letter has been verified to be correct, for people like Xiong Tingbi, he prefers steady progress to taking an erroneous approach.

"Replying to your lord, Shenyang City is currently in panic and is in chaos. Prince Heshuoli and Daishan suddenly attacked and raised a butcher knife against the high-ranking officials of Jiannu. Overnight, Amin died at the hands of Azig. Shan stood by and watched, while Amin stationed his troops outside the city with a blue flag in his hand, without any reaction to the bloody massacre in the city. It seemed that he had become deaf and mute overnight, and Azige was even more fierce and unruly. , actually slaughtered all the women and children in Amin's house. This move also aroused the indignation and fear of the neutrals. Therefore, the next day, a meeting of flag owners was held. When Daishan announced Azige's crime in public, the whole hall was full, except for a few None of his close ministers interceded for Azig, and his faction was quickly eliminated... In the end, Daishan won over the other weaker banner leaders and several younger princes. As an adult, Jierharang has no ambitions and no desire to interfere with the throne. Now, Daishan is in Houjin, covering the sky with one hand, but there is an undercurrent surging underneath!"

Xiong Tingbi squinted his eyes and sat there quietly listening to the endless narration of the messenger in front of him, telling the bloody night and the scenes in the meeting hall like a story...

Finally, Diao Hai seemed to have run out of words. He looked at the teacup and teapot under the table next to him and said with a smile: "Little man, can you give me a glass of water?"

"Well, cough, cough, cough," Yuan Chonghuan nodded heavily. Apart from coughing twice, there was no sign of any emotion or anger on his face.

Wang Qi on the side drank the water, looked at Cong Qingyan and then smiled and said: "Jinglue villain, you have to take care of yourself! The whole Liaodong is looking forward to you leading the heavenly soldiers... ."

"Talk about something useless!" Yuan Chonghuan frowned and interrupted Wang Qi's words.

"You know, in the bitter cold of Shenyang City, you and the Han people are starving all day long, and you are often beaten and insulted by these bannermen, Mongolians, and even Han people. After coming, Ke Xiao The people then told me that this trip would bring the news out. Taking advantage of the civil strife in the former Jin Dynasty, you can attack the border with a small army. That day you will regain the whole territory of Liaodong. When the time comes, you, the villain, will be the best in the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty. Hero!"

"That's what Ke Ruzuo said?"

"We have to wait until tomorrow and tell Qin Qibao the news and your thoughts soon." Yuan Chonghuan thought for a long time and finally decided to tell Diao Hai the news. After all, concealing military information at that time was a small crime.< /p>

"I understand, and I also understand his thoughts," Yuan Chonghuan nodded a while ago: "Let him go up and rest first."

When he was young, Yuan Chonghuan coughed heavily again in the house, and the sweat under his forehead was visible. For several months, there had been frequent wars in Liaodong. Even if it was a temporary break, everything was complicated and there was no time to rest and recuperate.

, those days, I kept having a high fever, and my throat was also slightly swollen and painful.

"Take that brother to the backyard to have a rest and make arrangements for him," Cong Qingyan waved her hand.

As long as Yuan Chonghuan shows a little bit of decline, Sun Chengzong, Ye Xianggao, Xu Guangqi, or Wang Huazhen will all take action and invite themselves out of Liaodong to do the job for Yuan Chonghuan.

"Come back, cough, cough, cough," Yuan Chonghuan responded casually as if he knew who it was, then picked up the tea and drank it, as if trying to suppress the foreign object outside his throat.

As if she was about to cough up her heart, liver, and spleen, a long while ago, Cong Qingyan panted and said urgently: "What does he think of this person?"

"It's absolutely true!" Cong Qinghuai seemed afraid that Yuan Chonghuan believed it, so he immediately swore.

With a creak, Azig pushed the door open and entered.

"Villain!" A personal voice sounded from the door.

Cough cough cough cough!

Anyone with a little common sense knows this.

"My superior understands!" Azige nodded heavily. This matter was related to his family's future, and Azige would naturally take the initiative to expose it. Without Yuan Chonghuan, who knew that the previous Liaodong Economic Strategy Council would reuse him?
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As for whether Diao Hai could tell that this person was a craftsman before he got the news... The probability of that kind of thing was too high. Yuan Chonghuan was also willing to secretly guess Cong Qing's thoughts, and directly told his own thoughts, how could I

I think this is Duke Lang’s own business.

Inside the house, there was a knock on the door at the right time.

Can Duke Lang compare with his achievements in destroying a country? Let alone Ye Xiangdi and his ilk!

Can I, Ke Ruzuo, bear that responsibility?

Seeing Cong Qingyan's slightly pale face, Azig just pursed his lips, but said nothing. The subordinate was not ill, and it stands to reason that a superior should express condolences, but at that critical moment, Azig

But it is absolutely possible to say something like bed rest and recuperation.

No matter what, without Cong Qing, anyone in Liaodong who becomes the head coach may have a guilty conscience.

Dong dong dong...

Yuan Chonghuan covered his mouth heavily, as if to suppress his cough, straightened up and asked: "If your small army suppresses it, will there not be many Han troops available in Shenyang City?"

"Thank you, little man. If you don't ask, the big one will come at any time." Cong Qing bowed again, then got up and walked in hastily...

As long as he persists for one month, at least two months, and the Liaodong matter is over, he will never be able to ascend the cabinet to worship the prime minister before returning to the court, or even directly sit down on the throne of the chief minister of the cabinet!

"If your troops arrive in the sky, all the Han soldiers will be your arms, and they will respond to every call!" Wang Qi immediately knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed: "All the Han people in Shenyang City are waiting with eager anticipation!"

How could a mere Jinyiwei commander directly analyze the situation in an official document, urge a dignified Liaodong strategy, control hundreds of thousands of small armies, and directly send out troops with the lives of millions of people, and dare to say anything: as soon as the heavenly army arrives, One call and a hundred responses will mean that all Han people will rebel!

All civil and military officials in the dynasty are staring at Liaodong!

"Come here!"

Not to mention, there is no Duke of Lang, Diao Hai, who is superior to the entire imperial court...

A few more things were discussed above. It was already getting late, and Azig also stood up and left.

In the courtyard, Yuan Chonghuan stood on the low and lush green pines, looking at the jade plate as bright as snow above his head, the expectation in his eyes not getting stronger.

"Obviously this is a trick created by the male true sect to confuse the public. You just have to pay attention to it," Azige said with disdain on his face: "An eight-year-old child can recognize this kind of trick..."

"Except for the close confidants in the government, no one else knows about your illness. After the Liaodong War began, he was allowed to reveal it to anyone!!" Yuan Chonghuan's face turned pale, even though anyone with a tall head could see it. The little manager who came out is ill, but he has been in the position of Liaodong manager for a long time, so no one can guess anything for the time being.
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