Although Sun Chengzong and other veteran ruffians who had been in the New Army for a while were lamenting for the enemy who was targeted by Zhu Youcong, they did not think there was anything inappropriate in doing so. When we came out of seclusion, we said we would
All three million Tatars have been annihilated. Now it is kind enough to allow them to bully others after paying a certain price. At least they can hold them back before they die, right? It is even more so for them to find a new target so quickly.
It makes them feel excited. If they only recover Liaodong and seek a stick country and then stop, won't they have to go back and live the kind of life where they receive half the military pay but have to work hard to train? This is good, go home.
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As for Oliya, who came to eavesdrop openly and openly, his legs were trembling, but he was also deeply grateful. Fortunately, we wisely chose to submit, otherwise we wouldn't be the generals of the country and the prairie warriors making a fortune with their fat fingers.
Compared with this little fat guy, the guy called Lord Ma is simply extremely kind. When I go back this time, I have to tell Abu immediately not to have any more ideas of betraying Ming Dynasty. Working hard is the only serious thing!
"General, what are you going to do with that Fan Wencheng?" Although Xiong Wencan also had chills running down his spine, he was not a member of the military and had much fewer ideas. As the appointed ambassador, he had to take advantage of the opportunity to stay by the general's side.
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"Yes, that's the number one traitor you appointed. Why isn't it published on the list of war criminals?" After such a reminder, Sun Chengzong also discovered something was wrong. This little monster has never been able to deal with other traitors.
He would be soft-handed, but he refused to let anyone lift a finger or even lift a finger from the top guy.
Zhu Youcong was embarrassed to say that he was indeed not as good as Fan Wencheng in civil affairs. The reason for keeping him alive was to extract surplus value, so he could only make up an excuse and said: "Don't say that, if he hadn't helped us this time, we would have been able to fight
Is it that easy?"
"General, can you be serious for a moment? If it hadn't been for that Tatar military advisor's bad ideas, we would have recaptured Liaodong when we first came out of the border..." Mao Wenlong was certainly not satisfied with this explanation. If it had been more than a year
If the former Ming Dynasty had taken advantage of the victory and pursued him, how could he have been almost killed by Yuan Chonghuan? Now this fat man doesn't care if he doesn't kill people. He actually credits the recovery of Liaodong with a traitor whom everyone despises.
It is simply unbearable!
No one present could compare with Zhu Youcong in terms of his ability to fool around. He quickly organized a new idea. "This is not the first time he came up with an idea to stop my army from advancing, but otherwise, who of you can guarantee that
At that time, after being released from seclusion, could we save so many captive people of the Ming Dynasty?"
"That was just their self-protection strategy..." Veteran Cao Wenzhao also admitted that the peace treaty signed by Fan Wencheng had a life-saving effect on the Ming people in Liaodong, but his original intention was not that.
At best, it can be regarded as an unintentional act.
"It is said in the Military Book that all five kingdoms have been established. I don't know the way. It is called divine discipline..." Since he has made up his mind to talk nonsense, Zhu Youcong has enough reasons to temporarily leave Fan Wencheng behind. "This time we are leaving the border.
Although there are Tatar carrier pigeons delivering false news, there are Yehe tribesmen who deliver intelligence for us, and there are Ma Wannian's bayonet squads who go deep into the enemy's hinterland to create obstacles for them. But if it were not for the foreign-loving Lord Fan who encouraged Huang Taiji to recruit the Western Yi, then what would have happened?
How could Luo Jacob be allowed to successfully break into the Tatar institute and send such deadly things? If he hadn't brought hope to the Tatars, how could we have made the Tatars completely despair so quickly?"
"Then according to what the general said, should we give that Han Jian a big credit?" Sun Chengzong was not someone who was easily fooled, and he did not deny that it was Fan Wencheng's behavior of recruiting Xiyi that gave Luo Jacob a chance.
He sneaked into Liaodong and acted as a rebel, but he was doing his best for his master and had nothing to do with his own spies.
"Are you paying for the reward yourself?" Zhu Youcong rolled his eyes at Old Man Sun and then said: "Since he is willing to die for free, it would be too stingy of me not to show some meaning and leave him in the camp now.
I just want to chat for a while and ask him to write a book or something..."
"Writing a book? General, you think too highly of him. If you ask me, anyone in the Ming Dynasty is better than him! And that family is the scum..." After Xiong Wencan came to Liaodong, he investigated all eight generations of Fan Wencheng's ancestors.
Let’s not mention Fan Yue, who was convicted and demoted during the Hongwu period. This family also produced Zuojilang Fan Jue, who was afraid of the invasion of Washi and did not even dare to serve as Minister of the Ministry of War. Someone with this kind of blood
What else do you expect him to write that is useful?
"If the general feels that the books written by corrupt scholars in the court are not good to read, after returning to the division, we will go down to Jiangnan and tie up a group of talented people for you to come back and write them slowly! It's better to execute that thing now!" Huang Degong didn't want it to be because of such a trivial matter.
Zhu Youcong's reputation has been damaged, but everyone still expects him to lead an army to open up territory for the Ming Dynasty.
"He had to write this book!" Zhu Youcong didn't know whether the policies of later generations were suitable for the Ming Dynasty, but even if they were all nonsense, it would help the Ming Dynasty take less detours during reform. Don't wait for the people to cross the river.
That cheating emperor brother is still leading people to touch the rocks. Since God is so crazy that he and Fan Wencheng came to this era at the same time as rivals, then don't waste it too much. If you have anything to say, wait for others to shake off what they have learned.
Let's talk about it after we come out. "As for after you finish writing, what did I just say about him?"
Everyone in the tent reminded at the same time: "Death time!"
"Then do you know what this means?" Without giving others a chance to think wildly, Zhu Youcong started his twisted explanation again: "If he can still be alive after writing the book I want, how can he deserve this?
title?"
Zhu Youcong in the Chinese army's tent was talking nonsense, and Fan Wencheng, who was tightly detained in another place, seemed to have a sixth sense and was stamping Fang Bu uneasily. Although the damn fat man did not torture him, he even met him several times.
Zhongdu showed a certain amount of kindness, but he still felt that something was wrong. Otherwise, why would he send two deaf, mute, illiterate, and cruel-faced guys to guard the outside after leaving him behind?
"I'm sorry, there was something urgent in the army just now and I kept Master Fan waiting for a long time!" Just as he was thinking about it, a voice that was very familiar to him in the past few days came from outside the tent, followed by the incomprehensible little fat man with a smile on his face.
Entered alone.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to the General!" Fan Wencheng also knew that this little fat man had ordered that if he wanted to surrender, he had to kneel on the ground and beg. He had no objection to this familiar Qing Dynasty national gift, and everything he did was so real.
nature.
"Okay, it's just the two of us here!" Zhu Youcong refused all requests for protection and insisted on entering the tent alone to keep his secret, but in front of this confirmed traveler, there was no need. "I know your origins.
, now you may have guessed my origin. There is no need for so many courtesy!"
"Thank you, sir!" He was used to being a slave. Fan Wencheng at least knew that sometimes the polite words of superiors should not be taken seriously. He still lay on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.
"Get up!" Although people are willing to lie down, Zhu Youcong has never been in the habit of talking to bastards. He pointed to the chair next to him and said: "Since we don't belong to this era, and Ming Dynasty doesn't have the rules of your master, we still sit down.
Well said!"
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey my orders!" Once it can be said to be polite, but twice it should be an order. Fan Wencheng is not the kind of person who doesn't open his eyes, and he is well versed in the way of being an official. He quickly thanked him while
Half of my butt fell on the chair.
"I hope you don't mind if I keep you here today!" Zhu Youcong tried his best to control his nausea and appear kind. "You also know the order I issued. Now that the Tatars are about to perish, I just want to find a way out for you.
That’s all!”
"Thank you! Thank you, General, for your love!" Hearing this result, Fan Wencheng was so moved that he burst into tears as if hearing the sounds of nature.
"But..." This guy is not a toad. Why does he always like to lie down and talk? Zhu Youcong is not in the mood to wake him up this time. This should be regarded as respecting other people's rights! "You have your own way out.
If you choose, your cooperation will determine the fate of you and your masters in Shenyang City!"
"Please give me some advice, General!" How could Mr. Fan not cooperate? This is his only chance to save his life. Let's talk about it when the master has time! He said as he liked: "I still have all these years' treasures hidden in the cellar of my home in Shenyang.
With a little savings, if the general rewards you..."
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not!" It really doesn't matter. Now the whole of Shenyang is in Zhu Youcong's hands. Don't think that Li Zicheng's group of soldiers and bandits can't find Fan Wencheng's hidden belongings without him.
The tomb robbers sent by the Ministry of Justice to Liaodong who are better at digging for treasures don't have to worry about this matter at all.
"Then General..." Fan Wencheng is quite confident in his method of hiding property. In his opinion, even if Zhu Youcong goes back to the next life to get a metal detector, he may not be able to find it. But the fat man actually doesn't want it.
When I have money, what else can I use to save my life?
"I want your knowledge!" Zhu Youcong would rather go back to the big tent and continue bickering with the soldiers and earn some pocket money than continue to waste even a second of time here. "According to the information I have obtained
, both the policies currently implemented by the Tatars and the terms agreed upon in our two negotiations were most likely made by you with reference to future generations, right?"
"The things that the villain remembers are naturally not as good as those of the General..." Fan Wencheng was finally able to let go of his thoughts. Fortunately, this damn fat man knew the importance of talents. Since he asked this, he must have wanted to
I stayed with him as a counselor, maybe he really has the idea of becoming a king on his own.
"Write it down! I'll give you a month to compile everything you know into a book! Let me know that you are still useful!" Zhu Youcong reminded in particular: "I hope you can at least make some mistakes, otherwise it will be
You should know what the consequences will be..."
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Fan Wencheng did have the intention to hide something secret at first, but people have already made it clear. If he does it again, judging from the cruelty of this damn fat man, it would be better for him to be more honest.
"You can't leave this big tent during this period. I will have three meals a day delivered on time!" Zhu Youcong pointed to the two guards at the door and said, "If you have any special requirements, you can tell them!"
"Yes! Yes! The villain must contribute all he has learned as soon as possible to contribute to your great cause, General!" Fatty, who are you kidding? There are just two villains, how do you want me to communicate with them?