After Wang Jinchao asked his subordinates to kidnap Song Xiance, he did not report the matter to his immediate superior Jiang Quan. Instead, he sent the person directly to Chongzhen's residence and ordered his subordinates not to spread the word about the matter. This is really thought-provoking.
Chongzhen left his entourage outside the house and walked into the house alone. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him, with a mustache and a short stature and a sinister look, was Song Xiance.
Song Xiance had many bruises on his face and was in constant pain all over his body. He sat in the corner and groaned softly, "Ouch, ouch, ouch". When he saw someone entering the room, he just took a sneak peek and made no move.
Chongzhen was not in a hurry to speak, he put his hands behind his back and just stared at Song Xiance.
In fact, when Song Xiance was tied up and taken away, he had already realized that these soldiers dressed in Ming army attire dared to treat him like this. Something happened to Datong, and Zhang Tianlin might be dead.
However, since he did not kill him on the spot, but was escorted to wait for someone to inquire, there should be room for negotiation. So he pretended to be calm and postured in front of Chongzhen, which might improve his "value"
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Chongzhen saw through his little thoughts and actually admired this person. For such a humble person to be able to climb to the top of the Shun Army, there must be something special about him.
It's unclear whether he has a big plan or not, but his ability to adapt to circumstances is pretty good.
"I'll give you a chance to guess who I am. If you guess it right, I'll let you go."
Song Xiance heard this but did not take the bait, and asked instead: "What if I didn't guess correctly?"
Chongzhen did not say anything clearly, but used his palm as a sword and made a swinging motion towards Song Xiance from a distance.
When Song Xiance saw him, his body started to tremble. He squinted his eyes and carefully examined the person in front of him. He kept shouting in his heart: "What should I do? What should I do? This is not a good person."
Time passed by second by second, and Song Xiance stared at it for a long time without daring to speak. The reason why he lost his head was because he had to be careless.
Until Chongzhen showed his impatience, Song Xiance couldn't think of a reason. He had no choice but to reach out and not hit the smiling man, but just complimented him.
"I see that when your lord enters the door, you will see dragons and tigers walking in a majestic manner. He must be either rich or noble."
"anything else?"
"Um...my lord's face is really extraordinary. Look at the sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, the sun and the pointed angles, the round sky and the square earth are the appearance of an emperor."
After saying this, Song Xiance shrank his neck, wondering if such an ordinary Jianghu cliché would work?
"Haha, it's a coincidence. In your opinion, who is more emperor between me and the intruder?"
After flattering you for a few words, you are in trouble, and you are still talking to... No, when Song Xiance thought of this, he felt that something was wrong. When he thought of everything in the capital, he couldn't help but remember a certain person's name.
Li Zicheng once complained to him privately, saying that he was worried that Chongzhen would fake his death and actually escape from his shell.
Seeing the change in his expression, Chongzhen guessed that he must have thought of it. Now that the atmosphere was in place, he got to the point.
"The bandit brought trouble to the world. As the bandit's strategist, you must have contributed a lot to him by advising him. So, is it not too much to share half of the responsibility for the fall of the Ming Dynasty?"
Song Xiance was sweating from behind, and he quickly kowtowed and shouted: "Emperor, you said that if you guess correctly, you won't kill the villain!"
"Why should I do it myself to kill you Song Xiance?"
"Emperor, you can't kill me! You villain, bah, the untouchables were kidnapped by the thieves and had no choice but to commit themselves to the thieves. The untouchables swear to God, this was never the intention!"
"Your Majesty, please spare the lives of the untouchables. The untouchables are willing to say anything!"
Song Xiance struggled to beg Chongzhen for mercy, clasping his hands and kowtowing, and his pants seemed to be wet.
In fact, Song Xiance was also a hard-luck man. His original name was Song Kangnian, a native of Yongcheng, Henan, and a commoner.
When he was young, he was often bullied by his peers because of his ugly appearance and short stature. They all called him "Song Dwarf".
For this reason, he studied hard in the cold window, hoping to change his miserable fate by becoming an official. However, he was still rejected by the examiners because of his ugly appearance. As a result, he failed the exams many times and was not even admitted as a boy.
Frustrated, by chance, he was recommended to Li Zicheng through Niu Jinxing. Li Zicheng was suffering from the lack of scribes around him, and he did not dislike Song Xiance's appearance. The two hit it off and became each other's vassals.
After that, when there was a battle, Li Zicheng would ask him for advice, so the name Song Xiance came into being.
In essence, Song Xiance was not a rebel, he just found the only Bole who appreciated him. At first, Song Kangnian took it as his mission to become an official in the Ming Dynasty and become a capable minister.
Of course, only Song Xiance himself knew the bitterness of it. At this moment, he was so heartbroken that he was plotting rebellion. Chongzhen would not kill him ten times.
Chongzhen had a love for talents this time, and he did this just to beat Song Xiance. Seeing him in such a state of despair, he couldn't bear it.
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry to kill you today. I'm leaving, but what else do you want to say to me?"
"Yes...yes! The untouchables have a military intelligence report!"
In a restaurant in the city, Chen Zhuo was sitting alone in a corner, drinking wine one cup after another, seemingly worried.
A familiar face walked into the restaurant, saw Chen Zhuo at a glance, and shouted: "Hey, Chen Mutou! Not on duty today?"
Who else could call him Chen Mutou except Ma Yaozi? Chen Zhuo didn't even raise his head, and waved his hand, signaling Ma Yaozi to take a seat. The two of them had similar personalities and could chat together, so they had a close personal relationship on weekdays.
As a confidant.
Ma Yaozi sat down and grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. With his other hand, he pulled open the skirt of his clothes, revealing his massive chest muscles and the dragon veins on his arms.
"Hoo! Damn it, I'm so suffocated these days. Boss, please bring me some wine quickly."
Chen Zhuo picked up a peanut with his chopsticks and asked, "Why are you back?"
"Don't mention it! I almost didn't make it back from this trip to the far post!"
"Meet Jianlu?"
Ma Yaozi touched his unshaven face and smiled: "It's a matter of military aircraft, so you can't talk about it."
Chen Zhuo also understood the importance and was so knowledgeable that he didn't ask any more questions. The two clinked glasses with each other.
"I haven't seen you drink since I started working for Lord Long Live. You're so tired today. What's wrong?"
Chen Zhuo sighed deeply and told Ma Yaozi what happened.
It turned out that Chongzhen clearly did not summon Jiang Quan to come over regarding the refugee resettlement that day. So how did Jiang Xuan, who was with Jiang Quan, know about this?
It is obvious that among the personal soldiers Jiang Gu arranged for Chongzhen, there were his own spies who usually informed and even monitored.
Immediately, Chongzhen found an excuse and replaced Chen Zhuo and other personal soldiers and returned to the camp without leaving any guards around.
Chen Zhuo was one of the first people in the city to come into contact with Chongzhen. He felt honored to be his Majesty's personal soldier. Now that he was replaced for no apparent reason, he was naturally unhappy.
"Tell me, why did His Majesty suddenly change us?"
After listening to this, Ma Yaozi patted his thigh. He was about to speak loudly, but felt it was inappropriate. He raised his head and whispered to Chen Zhuo: "Chen Mumu, I said you are a blockhead, but you are really a blockhead? I can't understand this.
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"Then you should say so."
Ma Yaozi looked around again, covered his face with his hands, and said, "Are we brothers?"
"of course."
"Okay, then you can't sell me, brother."
"Stop showing off."
"As for this matter, it depends on whether you are facing the Commander-in-Chief or Long Live the Lord." After hearing this, Chen Zhuo looked confused, which one is this?
"Think about it first, and come to me after you have figured it out." After Ma Yaozi said that, he stood up and left. As a night guard, he had been scouting around Xuanfu in the past few days and learned a lot of military information.
When I first came back, I secretly drank a couple of drinks to satisfy my craving. After I was satisfied, I had to return to camp immediately to recover.
Chen Zhuo stayed where he was, muttering to himself, repeating what Ma Yaozi said before leaving, and fell into deep thought.
"Towards the Commander-in-Chief, or towards Lord Long Live?" This chapter has been completed!