"What? Your father Mingzhu loves the Ming Dynasty?" Zhuge Zhengyang's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Zhuge Sanhe shook his goose feather fan and said to Nalan Xingde with a smile, "Boy, although you are a short-lived person and there seems to be a bloody disaster in the near future, you can't drag your father Mingzhu into the water just to survive!"

The words of this fat Zhuge are terrifying to listen to!

Although Nalan Xingde was a Tatar, he was a young and educated Tatar soaked in sugar water. How could he withstand the threats of Zhuge San and this old bandit? His originally fair face was so frightened that it lost all color.

His voice trembled.

"I, I, I didn't lie, lie... My great-grandfather had his last words before his death: Even if one of my descendants has a woman, they will overthrow Manchuria!" Although Nalan Xingde was scared, he still held back.

He did not confess the truth to Zhuge Sanhe.

Although he couldn't help but be frightened, after all, he had been following Kangxi all day long, and he still knew that the truth should not be told indiscriminately... so at the critical moment, he still refused to confess.

Zhuge Zhengyang also knew about this. He had worked in the Military Advisor's Office for a long time and presided over the establishment of the secret files of the Right Division of the Military Advisor's Office. Among them were the contents of Jin Taiji's last words - Yehenala (Nalan, that

(La) But the Manchu surname is a big one, and their grudges with Aisin Gioro will of course be heard about and recorded.

When the Qing Dynasty was going smoothly, the people of Ye He's tribe would naturally follow them wholeheartedly, but once the Qing Dynasty weakened, this might be an excuse for Ye He's tribe to betray.

"Ah, this is indeed the case," Zhuge Zhengyang said to his father, Fat Zhuge, "Maybe he really wants to join us."

"Yes, yes, yes... I sincerely surrender to the Celestial Empire!" Nalan Xingde quickly stated his position. He doesn't care about the fake surrender or the real surrender. In short, he must save his life first.

He glanced at Zhuge Sanhe and found that the old guy was still looking at him suspiciously with his small eyes narrowed. He quickly added: "Now that the fate of the Qing Dynasty is coming to an end, Kangxi's temper is getting increasingly irritable. Those of us who have been slaves have been

It’s a hard time. A real companion to a king is like a tiger. My Ama used to be quite powerful, but recently I have shown signs of losing power. I was often angered by Kangxi. This time, the battle to transport grain into Xiangyang was not fought well. I lost my troops and generals and also lost my grain and grass.

, I must not be punished by Kangxi..."

Nalan Xingde's rhetoric was taught to him by Kangxi, and the purpose was to give Nalan Mingzhu a "yellow cover" persona, so that after doing so, he would be able to respond naturally.

"Okay," Zhuge Sanhe obviously had no interest. He interrupted Nalan Xingde with a wave of his hand, and then uttered two words, "Ask."

Zhuge Zhengyang nodded, and then asked Nalan Xingde: "How many troops did Kangxi bring?"

Nalan Xingde replied: "Reporting to the general, Kangxi brought an army of 120,000 to 30,000 people. Among them, the Eight Banners New Army dispatched eight Gushan troops, but two of them had large vacancies and could not be used. The green camp soldiers and the Mongolian soldiers

We have mobilized 20,000 to 30,000 troops, among which more than 10,000 Gansu green battalions and 20,000 Mongolian elite cavalry can still fight."

"Abba," Zhuge Zhengyang said to his father, "it seems that Kangxi really came out in force... This is gambling with our Ming Dynasty on the fate of the country!"

Nalan Xingde quickly echoed: "What the general said is that Kangxi has already sent out an army that will overwhelm the country. If he loses again, he will be dead!"

"He can't die," Zhuge Sanhe shook his head, "The portrait I gave him looks like...Kangxi is different from you, he is not a short-lived portrait!"

Can you not mention the "short-lived appearance"? The more Nalan Xingde heard about it, the more frightened he became!

Zhuge Zhengyang asked again: "How much do you know about Kangxi's troop deployment?"

"I know, I know something." Nalan Xingde said, "Kangxi's heavy troops are placed in Xinye, Dengzhou, and Tangxian, and in Taheguan, Gaojiazhai, and Cangtai under the jurisdiction of these three counties.

Many troops and horses were also deployed in Guojiatan, Linshuiyi and other places.

Kangxi himself was stationed in Nanyang, surrounded by a Zhenghuang Banner Gushan commanded by my Ama, four Mongolian cavalry Gushan, as well as hundreds of guards and troops from the bodyguard department, a total of more than 30,000 people protecting him.

....."

While Nalan Xingde was talking, he secretly looked at the fat black man wearing Taoist robes and shaking a goose feather fan - this old guy should be the legendary Zhuge Liang's descendant Zhuge Sanhe, right? He can pinch and count! He won't see through it.

Me? Besides, he always says that I am short-lived... I can't really be short-lived, right?

Zhuge Sanhe also noticed that Nalan Xingde was sizing him up at this time, so he smiled and said: "Nalan Xingde, you should have guessed who I am, right?"

"Are you Prime Minister Zhuge?" Nalan Xingde asked. Gu Xi

"That's right." Zhuge Sanhe smiled and said, "I'm always wrong in reading people's faces. You... are a short-lived ghost! You will die in your early thirties."

So short?

Nalan Xingde's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Zhuge Sanhe, "Prime Minister, can you explain it?"

Zhuge Sanhe took a closer look at Nalan Xingde, who was already weak and now exhausted by drinking and sex. His face, his sweating... He knew at a glance that he was not going to live long. He wanted to know why.

I'm afraid I have to follow Zhu Shengren to run and exercise every day.

Zhuge Sanhe was forced to practice by Zhu Heji a while ago, and his spirit was indeed much better, so these days he also went out to exercise every morning, practiced and worked up a sweat.

"There is only one solution," Zhuge Sanhe said, "You have to follow your true destiny... Your true destiny is protected by the gods. You may be able to get a little bit of glory by following him, but you may not necessarily live a few more years."

.But there is only one Mr. Right, do you know who he is?"

"I know, I know!"

Nalan Xingde really believed it. How could he not know the condition of his own body? But he had never thought about the long and short life before. After all, he was still young, and he would not waste his youth in being romantic!

But now... the best god in the world has planned for him to die in his early thirties, not many years away!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing that he believed it, Zhuge Sanhe waved his hand and asked Officer Hong Xi to escort him first.

"Abba," Zhuge Zhengyang saw Nalan Xingde being taken away, so he came up and said, "Do you think we should send a group of elite troops to attack Nanyang City? If Kangxi can be killed..."

As he spoke, he made a beheading gesture.

"Let me do the math," Zhuge Sanhe started counting on his fingers as he spoke. After counting for a while, he shook his head and said, "Kangxi still has a long life and a little bit of luck. We have no chance of winning in a raid on Nanyang, so we might as well fight nearby.

Let’s go to Xinye.”

In fact, Xinye is nearly a hundred miles away from the Lianghekou camp of the Ming army north of Fancheng, which is not too close. Moreover, the terrain along the way is flat, which is conducive to cavalry movement and attack, which is very disadvantageous for the Ming army, which lacks cavalry.

Fortunately, there is still a white river to rely on, and there are "celestial soldiers" who can climb high for reconnaissance, so the problem is not big.

The attack on Nanyang was too far away, and it would be easy to be attacked by the Qing cavalry on the way, and it would also be easy to cut off the retreat... Moreover, Zhuge Sanhe did not want to kill Kangxi. He felt that Kangxi was a "Shun Emperor" and a coward.

, He is not good at running the country, and he is not good at fighting. He is good at dealing with his own people. If such a foolish king is left disobedient and killed, what if a wise king comes to the Qing court?

That's why Zhuge Sanhe calculated that "Kangxi's longevity is not over", and then changed the attack on Nanyang to Xinye.

Fat Zhuge said again: "We are fighting in Xinye, and the Qingyao from Nanyang will come south for a decisive battle! And we are not seeking a quick victory this time. As long as we can draw Kangxi's main force over to form a confrontation, we will have completed the task. This time

The main force of Qing Yao has gone south, and the rear must be very weak. This is our opportunity for the Ming Dynasty!"

"My child understands." Zhuge Zhengyang nodded.

As long as you understand, Zhuge Sanhe didn't say any more.

In addition, Fat Zhuge is still a little interested in countering Mingzhu, because since Huang Zhisheng followed Kong Yuqi, Ming Dynasty had no one around Kangxi. If Mingzhu is willing to join Ming Dynasty, it will be a good thing.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Sanhe said to his son: "That Nalan Xingde, please send a reliable person to send him back."
Chapter completed!