Chapter 8 Persuading to surrender(1/2)
Lu Zhou had no expression on his face and asked back: "So, is the Li family here to persuade him to surrender?"
Li Tian was stunned for a while and nodded: "Young Master understands this way, it's not impossible.
The main reason is that I can’t stay here anymore. The young master is a smart person. I really can’t live such a painful life!”
Lu Zhou nodded: "Okay, but this matter is of great importance. I will give me five days first. No, give me ten days to consider!"
"Young Master is joking. Ten days are too long. Just three days. After three days, Li will take everyone and prepare to leave."
Li Tian quickly stopped and said, looking at his anxious look, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with the good news if he went too late.
Huang Taiji will be the emperor next year.
Now is a critical period for the development of Jianzhou. During this period, Han officials joined, which has injected little activity into the Later Jin Dynasty.
This is the foundation stone for Huang Taiji to be the emperor.
"After all, Lord Hu outside doesn't have such patience."
Li Tian added another sentence.
This time, it's a bit threatening.
"Okay, three days are only three days. After three days, I will give you a satisfactory reply!"
Seeing that there was no room for compromise, Lu Zhou nodded.
Li Tian left with satisfaction and took his two Tartar soldiers and Li Fei away until the group walked out of the gate. Lu Zhou asked Lu Da and others who were buried behind the tent to come in.
"Just just now, Master Li said that he has no malice towards the Lu family. What do you think?"
Lu Zhou asked Ula and Lu Da.
When Lu Zhou and Li Tian were talking to each other just now, they were confused behind the tent, only knowing that the master was from a very powerful background and came from the legendary Ming Dynasty.
If they don’t understand many other things, they don’t care, they only care about Zhuangzi’s survival.
Lu Da scratched his head first: "I don't know, I just think it's a little weird."
But Ula was a little bit of thought: "Master, you beat his own son, no matter what, this is a knot..."
Lu Zhou nodded and was very satisfied with Ula's answer. Regardless of whether Li Tian was sincere or not, he still beat his son and always had a knot with the Li family.
Li Tian was too kind.
Moreover, as Li Fei is a human being, he can do anything in the future.
But none of these matters, because Lu Zhou had no idea of being a dog-legged person at all.
When I remembered my nominal father, who was fighting for the Ming Dynasty until the last moment, but Li Tian went to find a new master in private, he couldn't help but feel angry!
So he waved his hand and asked several people to leave, instructing him to strengthen his optimism about Zhuangzi during this period.
Lu Zhou started rummaging around in the tent, and after a while, he finally stepped on something in a corner.
I used my hand to pick out a box buried in the ground. There were not many things in it. It was just a set of fish and dragon suits. There was no embroidered spring sword, but there was an extremely exquisite dagger.
"It seems that Lao Lu's identity is indeed true."
After all, he is still the biological father of this body.
After a long silence.
Lu Zhou bowed to his robe: "Father, I am going to clean up your subordinates..."
......
At this time, in the distant south.
Shuntian Prefecture, Forbidden City.
Chongzhen sat upright next to a pile of documents and was discussing matters with several ministers in front of him.
"From the recent news, it has become much clearer that the civil rebellion in the five Central Plains has changed a lot."
"Yes, Lu Xiangsheng was the governor of the five provinces, and the Central Plains was no longer a mess; Hong Chengchou was in charge of the northwest, and with the cooperation of the two sides, there were already some small victories..."
"If you want to say all this, it is your Majesty's contribution. The edict was issued just the previous month, and within a month, the news of Xiaosheng was sent back."
But soon.
The man closed his mouth again.
This matter needs to be cautious.
The imperial tomb was destroyed and issued a crime. So, is it really the emperor's sin?
Besides, the emperor was full of concern for the destruction of the imperial tomb.
I haven't seen the emperor's white scarf, and I haven't taken it off yet?
It's better not to mention this matter again.
Several ministers continued to discuss in a low voice.
Finally someone couldn't help but speak out: "Yes, the battle situation is clear, but the year is approaching, and the silver sound is insufficient, and the logistics of the military generals cannot keep up. There are many things that are lacking, especially iron deficiency."
Chongzhen captured this sentence and put down his desk: "Iron deficiency? I will produce iron every year next year and sell it to the outer sea. How can I still have surplus? "
The minister was slightly stunned and stepped forward and explained: "When I go back to your Majesty, according to my understanding, the main thing is that the nine sides use large amounts of iron, plus cast firearms, the cannons need to use a large number of high-quality iron.
Moreover, this year, refugees in several parts of the Central Plains were in chaos and many mines were destroyed by the bandits, causing iron prices to rise."
"Iron prices are rising, and the government can't be self-sufficient?"
The minister replied: "The Ministry of Works said it was not possible. In recent years, it has been relying on private supplements."
Chongzhen was stunned.
Hundreds of thousands of craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty.
When has the military been destroyed?
After watching and finding that the people from the Ministry of Works were not here either.
"Call the Minister of Works to see me."
Chongzhen ordered a servant to pass the test, then waved his hand, asking the few people to retreat for the time being.
The hall has temporarily quieted down.
Just at this moment.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the hall again.
The eunuch Wang Chengen took a secret letter and handed it over.
"Shibi'er's remnants were unable to return the sky, and were erased from the chaos of the secret sentry in Kucheng City. This year, another strange snow has happened. I am afraid that all the secret sentry outside the pass will not be able to survive."
After saying that, Wang Chengen added another sentence: "The Qianhu Lu Junchen, the Jinyiwei, is afraid he can't survive."
"What a pity, the news over there was completely cut off."
Chongzhen put down the desk, unconsciously supported his forehead, and said to himself: "In fact, the pressure in the court is so great, and sometimes seeing these Yi tribes live so miserable, it can relieve his mood."
Wang Chengen heard this and felt aroused in his heart: "If your Majesty wants to hear, there is news about the flood in Jiaozhi, Southwest."
"Oh? They're also terrible?"
Chongzhen gloated.
But suddenly, I became silent again.
A great country is actually comparable to the border barbarians...
After a little bit of emotion, I remembered something and asked, "Who else is Lu Junchen?"
Wang Chengen shook his head: "Back to Your Majesty, the booklet is empty, no more..."
"I'm sure there is no more?"
"there is none left."
Chongzhen nodded: "The Lu family is all talented. They have been working for my Zhu family since Chengzu, and to this generation, they have finally been completely out of the family."
"Let me pass on my will, Feng Zhengyuan Bo..."
......
After Wang Chengen finished writing the pen, he came to the Ministry of Rites with the edict to go to the Ministry of Rites for the procedures.
The Minister of Rites was shocked when he saw the edict: "Is this thousand households in brocade clothes directly enthroned me?"
"Just a form, the Lu family has completely lost its power. There is no body left or no need to be buried. Now it only needs some things to inspire the front army..."
"Um!"
The Minister of Rites nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the deal was not a loss.
......
The Ming Dynasty is nowhere to be dusk.
It can be on the vast plain.
To be continued...