"Your Highness, please spare your life. We are willing to surrender."
"Your Highness, please have mercy. We are all forced by Wang Lizhi, and it is really not what we want!"
Next to Wang Lizhi's body, his soldiers knelt together and burst into tears. Zhu Cixuan listened for a while and suddenly smiled: "Look, Wang Lizhi, the good soldier led by this loser, is going to fight against the Tatars.
I’m afraid I’m going to kneel before I go into battle.”
Wang Qilong gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will personally train them and they will be transformed!"
Zhu Cixuan nodded and said: "There's no rush, just be aware of it. The next step can begin. We must let the whole Guiyang know that Wang Lizhi rebelled and fled."
Wang Qilong clasped his fists and accepted the order, then turned around and left.
Guiyang has experienced a long day in the turbulent undercurrent. In the early morning, a group of beggars gathered troops in Guiyang. The craftsmen looked at the brigade of Xiying officers and soldiers suddenly pulling out of the city. The atmosphere of war was filled. Rumors spread in the city. Some said that Sun Kewang
Those who fought back said that the Tatars were marching. The King of Shu led his people to try to pacify them, but it was not until noon that things finally calmed down. Late at night, the sound of a cannon broke the surface calm again, and the shocking shouts of killing outside the city made the people hiding.
The "beggars" who were shivering at home could no longer pretend to be ostriches, so they rushed out of the house and wanted to howl. But before they could howl at the top of their throats, they were thrown back home like chickens by the soldiers all over the city.
.There were shouts of killing Zhentian outside the city, but after a brief commotion, the city returned to a strange calm.
At the top of the city in Guiyang, Liu Wenxiu stood quietly in all clothes. Beside him, the guard Chen Jian looked a little nervous and said to Liu Wenxiu: "Your Majesty, the wind is strong at the top of the city. Please go to the tower to take shelter."
Liu Wenxiu shook his head and said: "Your Highness is taking risks. How can I feel relieved if I don't watch the situation calm down with my own eyes?"
Chen Jian was slightly dissatisfied and said: "Your Highness is still young and acts a little impulsively. Why doesn't the King advise His Highness?"
Liu Wenxiu sighed: "Your Highness has great ambitions, and all he thinks and plans is to revive the Ming Dynasty. Even if he makes some mistakes, I can find a way to make up for it. But in the current situation, if we can't take risks, how can we defeat Tatars?"
Son? Daming, does it still have the capital to be prudent?"
While he was talking, he saw a mounted scout protruding from the Imperial Camp Bell. Holding a red flag, he rushed to the city gate more than sixty paces and stopped. He waved it at the city tower several times. When there was a reply from the city head, he rode his horse.
Here, Chen Jian said excitedly: "Your Majesty, shall we leave the city right now?"
Liu Wenxiu muttered: "There is no rush, let the Jinyi Guards release the news first, so that no rumors can spread to Kunming. Then arrange a sentry scout to go to the imperial camp to check the situation and make sure that His Highness is fine."
Liu Wenxiu was still making arrangements. Under the city, another shout suddenly came out from the imperial camp, and a group of soldiers and horses pushed down the camp wall and fought to the east. There was also a large movement of soldiers and horses in the rear, with several troops chasing after them.
The shouts from both sides were loud, but there was only a fierce fighting, no heads were found, and a group of crouched auxiliary soldiers threw corpses along the way. Liu Wenxiu felt reassured and said with a smile: "Your Highness has indeed succeeded. Send the order to leave the city."
.This matter must not be hidden from the old thief Hong, this time, I will make him suffer a big loss!"
At dawn, the craftsmen who had been stationed in Guiyang city for a night opened their doors, which were more symbolic than practical, and cautiously went around to inquire about the news. The guards who had been guarding the whole night were in high spirits, and countless mysterious people appeared on the streets and alleys.
The savvy people got to work.
"Last night, there was a rebellion in the imperial camp, and His Highness put it down. Tatars? The King of Shu is in Guiyang City, do the Tatars dare to come? Ha. What, you asked the imperial camp why they rebelled, and I didn't listen.
As I said, Wang Lizhi is His Highness's cousin, and he is just a pustule. He doesn't dare to fight the Tatars, and wants to run away back to Kunming. Even if he wants to run away, he also wants to drag a group of pustules with him. If it's just like this or that
That's all, he wanted to take the opportunity to falsely accuse His Highness and encourage his father to file a false complaint so that His Majesty could recall His Highness to Kunming. How do I know this? My uncle's cousin's nephew's brother is from Jinyiwei.
What does Jin Yiwei not know?"
"Everyone, since we knew that His Highness was coming to Guiyang, we were worried a lot, but what about Your Highness? We comforted the troops, rewarded them, and took care of the military affairs. It meant wearing clothes, eating and sleeping early, and sleeping hard and sleeping at night. This is the ancient saint.
Such a good king, your highness, Wang Lizhi, a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, actually wants to rebel, which is unbearable..."
"His Royal Highness and the King of Shu had a clever plan. They had known for a long time that he had evil intentions. Guiyang was surrounded by traffic jams. This bitch was forced to have no choice but to run to Sichuan. Is the road to Sichuan that easy? The mountains and ridges along the way are deserted and hungry.
He also starved to death..."
Someone immediately became suspicious: "Aren't this Wang Lizhi and His Highness relatives? How could any relative rebel?"
When Wan Shitong was questioned, he couldn't stand it: "So it's tiring to talk to people like you who haven't read books. You know nothing! The Seven Kings Rebellion in the former Han Dynasty, the Eight Kings Rebellion in the Western Jin Dynasty, and me
From the DPRK... Ahem, in short, this kind of rebellion by relatives is extremely common, so an ignorant person like you would ask this kind of question. His Highness is determined to resist the Qing Dynasty and restore the country of our Han family. Wang Lizhi is a coward.
Like a rat, he didn't dare to go to the battlefield and fight against the Tatars. He only wanted to sacrifice himself to the imperial court for glory, so he shaved his head and became a traitor. I heard that his father, yes, he was the Marquis of Huating.
He is greedy for life and afraid of death. Every time the Tatars come, he is the fastest runner..."
Similar conversations were held throughout Guiyang City. Soon, everyone in Guiyang knew the news that Wang Lizhi rebelled and escaped, and Zhu Cixuan led troops to pursue him. It was not that no one discovered the problem, but Zhu Cixuan was still young.
As a child, it is naturally easy for people to sympathize with him; secondly, the image of uncle Guo in various folk opera legends is very bad, and it naturally loses points. With this increase and decrease, Zhu Cixuan's reputation has greatly increased.
In order to improve their situation, Wang Lizhi and his son were confirmed to be incompetent, cowardly and traitors in Guiyang. In the chaos, no one noticed that a few people on fast horses quietly left the west gate and went all the way to Kunming. This chapter has been completed!