There is a great war in the front, and if the rear is really in chaos and the supply of military supplies is not enough, it will be a dead end. Gu Zhenhua will not be stupid. Long before the Zhongzhou Forum began, An ** formed the wartime command... Read the latest and most complete novels

The president is naturally Gu Zhenhua, the chief committee member is his father-in-law Zhang Jinyan, and the members include Li Jibo, Xia Shouli, Xu Fang, Yan Yingyuan, Chen Qianfu and others.

The establishment of this command is actually no different from the cabinet designed by Gu Zhenhua. Unlike the cabinet that was mainly Hanlin Ci ministers who were familiar with the rules and regulations, most of the people who used to use were local officials. They are experienced and more decisive and execution-oriented.

Of course, they are all capable people, and competition is inevitable. However, Gu Zhenhua also sets strict rules, each in charge of one's own affairs. For example, Li Jibo manages military mobilization and war planning, Xia Shouli manages military supplies, Xu Fang is responsible for civil affairs, Yan Yingyuan and Chen Qianfu are responsible for money and grain information, and Zhang Jinyan is responsible for overall situations. When encountering major events, several people discuss together and raise their hands to vote.

Every time they hold a meeting, every decision they make must be recorded by a special personnel and reported to Gu Zhenhua. They must also control people, so that everyone can fully demonstrate their talents, and at the same time they can firmly control them. They rely on strict laws and regulations and clear rights and responsibilities.

With a strong administrative team in it, Gu Zhenhua would not be worried about what Zhu Cilang, Fan Keqin and others could make a fuss.

He Tengjiao knew this very well, and he sighed: "Mr. Fan, when I reported to Your Majesty correctly, Your Majesty was indifferent and said something else that was outside the body and the body was in the first place!"

"Ah!" Zhu Tianlin seemed to be struck by lightning. He stared at He Tengjiao and asked in surprise: "He Butang, what you said is true?"

"Hey, such a big thing. How dare I lie!"

Zhu Tianlin burst into tears and cried: "It's all incompetent, and your Majesty is wronged!"

Fan Keqin sneered: "Everyone, your Majesty wants to take a step back, but the power is just being controlled, but the throne is still there. Fan said bluntly that no emperor in the Ming Dynasty can do whatever he wants except Taizu and Taizong!"

Fan Keqin pointed out Zhu Cilang's thoughts directly, which was a burst of blood. However, it was obviously a bit too much to evaluate the king and father like this. It was almost the same as Huang Zongxi and the others, and He Tengjiao and others all bowed their heads and said nothing.

Fan Keqin was not afraid. He continued to say it on his own: "Think about it carefully. Gu Zhenhua is not just restricting the imperial power. In the future, the imperial examinations will be changed, and officials at all levels will be selected from minor officials. We are all from the imperial examinations. We have been studying hard for ten years, but we cannot become officials! All dynasties have treated scholars well, and those who pass the imperial examinations can be exempted from land taxes. The court only manages the county, and the following is the management of gentry. This is a rule that has been thousands of years and cannot be changed at all. As disciples of Confucius and Mencius, we are a disciple of Confucius and Mencius, and we should fight hard. We must never be a coward."

The passionate statement actually cannot change one core, that is, the privileges of the gentry, they are reluctant to let go.

Yu Suiran thought for a while and said, "Mr. Fan's words make sense. How can the world be called the world? There is a emperor above and a gentry below. We adhere to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius to govern the country. If the son is not here today, the gentry is suppressed. A group of merchants who forget their righteousness when they see profit and a group of martial artists actually want to steal the power of the world. What is the difference between this and the barbarians!"

"Hahahaha, Lord Yu, you're so kind of saying it. Gu Zhenhua's crazy heart is far more than the Tartars!"

As soon as Fan Keqin said this, everyone present suddenly turned pale. No matter how cruel Gu Zhenhua was, they dared not deny An**’s military achievements. Can they still abandon the distinction between the barbarians and the Xia?

Cough cough cough!

Zhu Tianlin coughed twice and said, "Mr. Fan, be careful!"

"We are just too honest and bullied by the thief Gu Zhenhua! After the Tartar Emperor entered the pass, he respected heaven and worshipped ancestors, respected Confucius and Mencius, carried out benevolent governments, opened imperial examinations, used Han officials, and valued gentry. Although he was a barbarian, what he did was the right way to be the king. But Gu Zhenhua emphasized martial arts and over literature, harmed gentry, robbed land, abolished Confucius and Mencius, and promoted Yang and Zhu. The world was already in chaos. Although he was a Han Chinese, he was crazy, and he was still better than the barbarians!"

"Shut up!"

Fan Keqin had to continue talking, and someone finally stood up behind the seat. This person was of medium figure, thin face, and his eyes were like lightning. He was the Dali Temple Minister Qu Shizi!

"Mr. Fan, Gu Zhenhua oppressed the emperor and was domineering. All of these husbands admitted it and hated him very much. But you said he was not as good as the Tartars. What do you mean by saying that the Tartars are practicing kingly ways? Could it be that we are traitors and surrender to the Tartars?"

As the leader of the Qingliu, Fan Keqin has always been scolding others. He has never suffered this humiliation. He was so angry that his hair and beard were suddenly turned pale and his face was ashen.

"Hmph, to the king Yao and Shun, the way of heaven is normal. Who can follow the will of the people in heaven and to control the world? Gu Zhenhua is doing things in vain. Shouldn't he be punished by heaven?"

Qu Shixi suddenly laughed to the sky, and tears came out of her eyes.

Suddenly, he suddenly pointed at Fan Keqin and said sternly: "Whoever surnamed Fan, don't forget that today's surname is Zhu, this is still the country of the Ming Dynasty! You actually said that the Tartars are practicing kingly ways and follow the heavens and respond to people. I think it is following your thoughts. Whoever can be an official and who can exempt you from your taxes will give you a minister! What kind of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness is just a deception!"

A few words were made, and Fan Keqin's face was mercilessly exposed, and the entire Qingliu's true feelings were revealed! All the officials present were shocked. They were stunned and couldn't say a word!

"Hahaha, hahaha, listening to Lord Fan's high arguments, I feel that what Gu Zhenhua did is not wrong! If cynicism is not eliminated, the world will be unstable!"

After saying that, Qu Shixiu turned around and left, seeing through the ugliness under the packaging of Jinxiu. Compared to anything, she was disgusting and couldn't stay for a moment!

Speaking of Lao Qu, he was absolutely loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and he did not agree with Gu Zhenhua's measures. However, they also knew the priorities and could not forget the fundamentals of being a human being because of the struggle and just talked good things for the Tartars. Is this still a minister of the Ming Dynasty?

But a leader of Qingliu could say such words. It was really unacceptable, and Qu Shiliu left.

He Tengjiao ran to Qu Shisi a few steps and grabbed his hand. He said, "Mr. Qu, Lord Fan was angry for a moment and said too much. Who doesn't know that he is a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty, so how could he speak for the Tartars? Everything is a misunderstanding!"

"Brother He often blurts out the truth. Qu, a literati, dare not say that he is noble in character, but he cannot be incompatible with the crowd. When I go back, I will immediately write a book, study behind closed doors and no longer interfere in the court affairs! You all take care of me, and say goodbye!"

Qu Shixi turned around and left, leaving everyone in a daze. Zhu Tianlin suddenly stood up.

"Mr. Fan, what Gu Zhenhua did is indeed inappropriate. I still have to make a big fuss. But now the war is in the forefront and the restoration is about to be restored, so I should just ease it!"

"Slow down, what should I do!" Fan Keqin was full of anger. At this time, he exuded all of them and said loudly: "If Gu Zhenhua is forced to fight back to the capital, he is extremely powerful, how can we deal with it? Do we have to be killed?"

Zhu Tianlin knew clearly that the Ming Dynasty, from the emperor to the people, all hoped to drive away the Tartars. This was the greatest wish of the Ming people. If they continued to make trouble, they would only bring shame on themselves.

"Brother Fan's words are reasonable, I'll say goodbye!"

As soon as Zhu Tianlin left, most of the officials present stood up. They were scared by the word "Tartar". If they really got involved, I was afraid that the people would tear them away without Gu Zhenhua's attack.

Seeing the many officials leaving, He Tengjiao stomped his feet hard, looked at Fan Keqin with regret, sighed, and turned around and left.

In the end, only Yu Suiran and Fan Keqin were left. They looked at each other with an extremely ugly expression.

"They are all a bunch of hypocrites. They are just afraid of Gu Zhenhua's power!"

Yu Suiran nodded and said, "My Lord is right. I am willing to follow Master to the death."

"Okay, as a minister of the Ming Dynasty, I should try my best to make the Ming Dynasty. Please follow me!"

Fan Keqin brought Yu Suiran to the secret room behind, and a conspiracy gradually began to brew.

...

Handan, East Gate.

Since the beginning of the battle, the Tartars attacked endlessly, and two full days have passed. For most soldiers, I am afraid that the battle of these two days has never been seen before. Even the veterans have to admit that compared to the battle in northern Henan, this time they came more cruelly and paid a greater price.

The Tartars' offensive never stopped since the artillery attack. Even if Westerners such as Sherford were killed and the power of artillery was greatly reduced, the Tartars still did not relax and even became more fierce.

The endless crowds and constant battles made the soldiers on the city extremely tired.

Some people had no rest or food since the beginning of the battle. They struggled for two days. Finally, the Tartars' attack weakened slightly. The civilians in the city carried baskets of steamed buns and ran to the top of the city.

The soldiers regardless of washing their hands, grabbed the soft white buns and ate them in big mouthfuls.

Some people have dry and cracked throats and cannot secrete saliva. They choked on steamed buns, couldn't get up or down, and rolled their eyes.

"Drink some porridge!"

Li Dingguo brought a bowl of mung bean porridge to a young soldier. He took it with gratitude and tilted his neck to drink it.

"It tastes so good, just as delicious as my mother cooks it!"

Li Dingguo patted his shoulder, went to see the other soldiers, walked around the city and arrived in front of Kang Lesheng.

"Brave Commander Kang, what do you think?"

Kang Lesheng was stunned at first, and then said, "Chief of Staff, I see that the situation is not good. The number of Tartars is far more than we expected, and their guns and cannon ratio is not low. Moreover, I heard that the prince's main force was delayed in Daming Mansion, and I'm afraid he will have to fight against Tartars alone for three or five days!"

Li Dingguo nodded and said, "That's right, I just came back from the military hospital and it was filled with it. I had to occupy hundreds of private houses. In two days, our dead and injured soldiers exceeded 2,000, which is really not optimistic."

boom!

A shell suddenly landed on the top of the city. Li Dingguo and Kang Lesheng were both startled. They hurriedly looked up and saw that the shell landed just near the city tower. Li Dingguo clearly remembered that it was there just now and gave the soldiers a bowl of mung bean porridge, but the young soldier had disappeared!

"Damn Tartars, brothers, welcome the enemy!"

The sound of cannons roared, and the soldiers who had just eaten something quickly entered the battle. Kang Lesheng and Li Dingguo took the city wall separately and looked down.

After taking a look, their hearts rose. This time, the Tartars attacked more than before. Wherever they saw, there were Tartars everywhere, boundless, like a huge colony of ants.

There is no doubt that Dorgon had already fought his life. He transferred 50,000 Mongolian soldiers to join the war. These people were the cannon fodder in his hands. He had to rely on the advantage of the number of people to completely flood Handan!

Crash! Kill!

There were endless shouts of killing, and An** tried his best to shoot deadly bullets at them, but even if one was killed, two and three would be added soon after.

Boom, the sound of muffled thunder was heard, and several soldiers fell on the city wall in pain, their chests were covered with blood, and they were so injured that they could not survive.

"What's wrong?" Kang Lesheng asked angrily.

"Report, report to the commander of the regiment, the cannon was too hot and it exploded!"

"Oh!" Kang Lesheng smashed the bricks on the city wall. "There are all rice buckets. The cannons are for you to kill the enemy, not kill your own people, so be clear!"

After all, weapons have their limits. You can't do anything. Kang Lesheng has no choice. The cannons on the city have to stop temporarily. Without the suppression of cannons, the Tartars are pushing into the city faster and faster. If there are intensive phobia, they are afraid that they will faint after taking a look. There are too many Tartars.
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