Chapter 198: Li Zhenzhong welcomes guests to the red tile shop
In the side hall of the office inside the south gate of Chi Castle, Jin Xinpeng stared at his clan nephew Jin Yong and said angrily: "Short-sighted. Are you satisfied with just a guerrilla general? Ah, do you really think that Marshal Zhang asked me to guard the North Road?"
Do you value me?"
Jin Yong originally looked very proud, but after being scolded repeatedly by Jin Xinpeng, at this moment, he felt like a lamb to a hungry wolf. He stood up aggrievedly and listened to Jin Xinpeng's scolding without daring to refute a word.
Just listen to Jin Xinpeng continue to say: "You have to know that with the ability of the commander-in-chief, this battle to aid Liao will be like the previous aid to suppress Henan Province. Even if the Tatars cannot be severely damaged, aiding to relieve the siege of Jinzhou is definitely not possible.
Difficult, if you return to the court after victory, there will definitely be another round of rewards."
When he said this, his tone gradually softened, and he was heard to say again: "Now among the generals in Xuanzhen, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Lin Dengyou is also included, who else can control Commander Zhang?
Let’s just say that although the separate garrison generals each have hundreds or more than a thousand servants, but if you don’t see the army and horses under Marshal Zhang, they are more than thousands. Not to mention the distance, just the more than a thousand soldiers under your command can reach them.
Any servant of a general is even stronger."
Jin Xinpeng raised his hand and knocked heavily on the table, making a rapid "thump, thump, thump" sound. He then said seriously: "As you said, if Zhang Shuai had left Zhenbei Road before, I would have taken this real job."
As a commander, he might be able to make a difference on the North Road.
But judging from the current situation, "I am just Zhang Cheng's guard dog at best, and you are just a loyal dog that Zhang Cheng can live with."
Jin Yong stood there blankly, and suddenly asked: "What do you mean, Uncle Clan?"
"well!"
Jin Xinpeng sighed, and first said: "Sit down!"
After Jin Yong sat down, he continued: "Now on the North Road, my Jin family has been tied to Zhang Cheng for life. We are like grasshoppers on a vine. If one prospers, we both prosper, and if one suffers, we all suffer!"
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Seeing that Jin Yong didn't seem to understand what he said, he sighed in his heart, and then continued: "You will understand some things in the future. For now, you just need to remember that everything you have is given by Zhang Shuai, and you should be responsible for it."
It’s only right to retaliate at the risk of death.”
He paused and then continued: "You have to know that although Zhang Shuai has become the deputy commander-in-chief of a town, he has not yet reached his thirtieth year. He has a bright future. If he develops like this, the future will be limitless, let alone a
Since the commander-in-chief of the town wanted to be ennobled as a duke, it was not impossible for him to do so.
And it is not too late for you and my uncle and nephew to follow Zhang Shuai. According to my observation, apart from the generals who followed Zhang Shuai and King Qin, there are only a few people such as Zhang Guodong and Wei Zhice who are ahead of us."
Jin Yong seemed to understand something. He remained silent and stood up gently to refill Jin Xinpeng's tea cup. He only heard Jin Xinpeng nod his head and said: "You must not be arrogant with your achievements now. You must guard against arrogance and impetuosity.
Zhang Shuai arranged everything properly.
Judging from the people who returned to Zhang Shuai on the northern road, you and I, my uncle and nephew, should be the most powerful. Although Yan Qingrong is also thoughtful and talented, in the end he is still inferior when fighting alone.
But you and I must not be arrogant. Today's status is hard-earned. If you are not careful, you will fall behind others. The only way out is to do your best to handle Zhang Shuai's affairs. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Jin Yong takes note of it."
At this time, Jin Yong stood up and came forward again, and asked softly: "Uncle, do you think this is considered as 'the merit of following the dragon'?"
"Shut up!"
After Jin Xinpeng gave a soft drink, he stood up hurriedly, walked quickly to the door and listened for a while, then returned to the left. When he went up, he gave Jin Yong a big slap in the neck and said bitterly: "You miss me, Mrs. Jin?"
One life is long!"
Jin Yong was beaten to the point where he was stunned, and Jin Xinpeng said harshly: "What you just said must not be mentioned again in the future. If the rumor spreads, not only will my Jin family cease to exist in the world, but even Zhang Shuai will not be able to escape death."
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He finally asked bitterly: "Did you remember it?"
"Yes, Jin Yong has taken note of it!"
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About eight miles away from the west gate of Shanhaiguan City, there is a small village called Hongwadian, located next to the wide official road.
In the early days, there was only a large car shop here for businessmen to stay, eat and stay. The name came from the fact that all the houses were covered with red tiles.
Now it has developed into a small village. Although there are less than a hundred households, it is considered a relatively prosperous place because of the large number of merchants and travelers coming and going.
A few miles to the north from here, there are rolling mountains. The farther north you go from Erlang Mountain, the more majestic the mountains become, and there is another canyon between the two mountains. Walk along the canyon for about
After twenty miles of winding and steep mountain roads, we arrived at Jiumenmen.
The Nine Gates, also known as a piece of stone, is a dangerous place to defend the flanks of Shanhaiguan. In the original history, Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, fought against Wu Sangui here, but was defeated by Dorgon, which caused China to seclusion for two hundred years and became a
The great powers competed to carve up the fat.
Looking south from the red tile shop, there is the seaside a few miles away. Between the mountains and the sea, there is a large and broad area of undulating hills, and the red tile shop is in the middle of this area.
Since ancient times, countless travelers, porters, and soldiers have walked from here to outside Shanhaiguan, to Liaodong, or to places farther away. Some of them were able to come back, while others never came back.
Regardless of whether you are coming from Beijing, Yongping or Tianjin, as long as you are leaving the customs by land, you must pass through Hongwadian, rest here, and then go to Shanhaiguan. Once you pass the Shanhaiguan in front, you will belong to Liaodong.
In the early morning of this morning, the wooden doors of the red-tiled shops along the street had been opened one after another, and some shops were already lighting up the stoves, preparing to make breakfast for the passing travelers and merchants.
There is a two-story private house on the south side of the street, which is a resting place for officials from the capital under the Shanhaiwei Si. It is commonly known as the reception hall.
An official wearing a five-grade patchwork uniform is sitting next to the window on the second floor. His name is Li Song. His courtesy name is Zhenzhong and his ancestral home is Henan. He was originally a candidate for the prefect, but now he serves as an aide in the office of Governor Hong Chengchou of Jiliao.
, is one of his confidants.
Now he was looking out the window here, as if he was waiting for someone. In addition to the store owner downstairs, there was also a general manager Qian and several sergeants who were also eating a simple breakfast.
But there was only hot tea on the table in front of Li Song. He must have been waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive before sharing breakfast together.
At this time, the Qian President had finished his breakfast. He walked gently up to the second floor and came to Li Song and asked: "Old sir, are you waiting for the guests to arrive before you have breakfast?"
The name of this general manager is Zhang Zhongping. He and Hong Chengchou are from the same hometown in Fujian. He has followed him for a long time and is a highly trusted person, so he has always stayed with him.
Li Song stared out the window and said calmly: "Keep it warm and have breakfast when the distinguished guests arrive."
Mr. Zhang Qian also came to the window and looked into the distance, asking: "Old sir, can the guest arrive this morning?"
Li Song said without looking back: "He traveled all night, and judging by the distance, he should arrive this morning."