Chapter 933 Fight or Peace

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At dusk, Gao Jie, Liu Zeqing and Liu Liangzuo led thousands of cavalry in the east of Puzhou City and left the camp. At the same time, more than ten Dongchang fans in the south of the city escorted Zhu Cunji and his party towards Zhongtiao Mountain in the south. .

In the county government office in the city, Chunxiang, who was exhausted after a long journey, was not sleepy at all. He was drinking alone in the lobby with a candle, and Zhu Cunji's iron box was placed on the table beside him.

The man on duty outside the door said with concern: "Boss, please go and rest for now. I will call you when I get back to my post."

Chunxiang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm in a good mood today, so I just want to drink more." He drank it all in one gulp.

In the middle of the night, Chunxiang, who was already drunk and hazy in the lobby, suddenly looked outside the room with excitement. More than ten fans escorting Zhu Cunji in the yard had returned.

"Is it clean?" Chunxiang asked.

The leader nodded: "The stone sinking into the river is very clean."

Chunxiang exhaled, the Yellow River carp is fat! As he spoke, he took some silver and waved it to his men to disperse. He turned his head and glanced at the iron box next to him and raised his hand to knock on it a few times: "Brother, is the pot on you a little lighter?"

The atmosphere in the Forbidden City is very depressing.

It was the hot weather in midsummer, and the plague reared its head again, causing panic among the people in the capital. The imperial court was so anxious that it had no choice but to intensify its efforts to control sanitation.

However, something happened again that added fuel to the fire in the court.

Almost at the same time that Gao Jie and others received the military order, several cavalrymen from the southeast of the imperial capital were galloping straight towards Zuo'anmen. Just as the city gate guards were about to stop them, the people on the horse yelled and told them to get away. Dongchang reported urgently and rushed into the city. The door opened, causing a lot of curses from passers-by.

After eight hundred miles of haste and more than ten groups of people changing along the way, Chang Yu's urgent message from Qingzhou was finally delivered to the capital. Fanzi entered the city and went straight to the palace, and was soon delivered to Emperor Chongzhen.

The emperor was greatly shocked and urgently summoned the cabinet ministers to the palace for discussion.

All the ministers were shocked when they read it carefully, their expressions were heavy and no one said a word.

"Your Majesty, please speak." Emperor Chongzhen stared at his chief minister, Li Banghua, and clapped his hands anxiously. Chang Yu hurriedly came to report that he had no choice but to make the decision, and wanted the court to make decisions, but everyone just frowned and said nothing. Is it possible that they are afraid of taking responsibility for whatever they want to do? What is the difference between that and those guys who were kicked off?

"Your Majesty, the Tatars' move is extremely vicious. I suggest you let them go and make peace." Li Banghua sighed. We, the Ming Dynasty, can't afford it now. If we really force the Tatars to die, we will injure the enemy a thousand and ourselves eight hundred at most!

Emperor Chongzhen gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The Qing army entered the Pass five times in more than ten years, and everyone was in ruins. Every time, he was as carefree as if he were visiting his own backyard. His resentment over the years has become more and more serious. However, he is single, weak, and has no ambition, but he can't do anything for others. This time, Chang Yu chased him for thousands of miles, and was defeated in Qingzhou City. He wanted to escape. He thought that he could kill them all this time and resolve the grudges they had accumulated for many years. But unexpectedly, the Tatars had no bottom line and threatened to kill both sides.

How could he not hate it, how could he be willing to do so!

"Your Majesty, I think it's better to give it a go with the Tatars. Even if you lose eight hundred to yourself, you can also injure the enemy a thousand." At this time, a voice sounded, and everyone turned around in surprise. It was Gong, the consort with no soldiers, no power and no official. Forever.

"Nonsense!" Wu Di, the second assistant, scolded: "The Ming Dynasty is in a precarious situation. It has just been invaded by thieves and the people are already in dire straits. If the Tatars become ruthless and cause wanton harm in the territory, then it will be repaid!"

That’s right, that’s right, everyone agreed.

Gong Yonggu looked firm and unmoved: "Have you ever forgotten why Dorgon entered the pass this time, and why he only led 30,000 troops to enter the pass?"

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know why he said this, but they all knew the reason why the Qing army entered the pass this time, that is, Dorgon was defeated at Ningyuan outside the pass and took the risk to enter the pass to gain capital in order to stabilize his position in the country.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Gong Yonggu continued: "The Tatars had more than 100,000 soldiers and horses in the Ningyuan battle, but this time they only led 30,000 to enter the pass. This shows that this is the only capital left by Dorgon. If If we spend all this capital at any cost, the Tatars will definitely be severely weakened and will not be able to attack our Ming Dynasty in a few years!"

These words were so resounding that Emperor Chongzhen's heart was surging when he heard them. Unexpectedly, Wu Di said angrily: "You only know that the Tatars' vitality will be severely damaged by fighting. Have you ever thought about the price we have to pay? The Tatar cavalry are invincible, and they advance and retreat like the wind." , if he sends his troops into the hinterland and burns and kills all the way..."

"Lord Cifu, may I ask what else our Ming Dynasty has to hurt? Now that it is in ruins, there is nothing we can't do without risking anything. Dorgon was able to destroy the cauldron and lead 30,000 troops into the pass, but we don't have the courage to give it a try." Gong Yonggu raised his voice: "Besides, Chang Yuneng chased for thousands of miles from the capital and killed nearly 10,000 enemies. The Tatars were forced to resort to this strategy. It can be seen that Dorgon was also panicked."

Wu Di snorted and said nothing, and Gong Yonggu said to Emperor Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, Chang Yu has nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses at hand. He only needs to surround the Tatars within a certain area. Even if they want to do evil, they may not be able to do so. Although there will be losses, cutting off the rot and healing the wounds may be painful for a while, but it can ensure that the Ming Dynasty’s border will be worry-free for several years!”

Emperor Chongzhen was moved. As expected, his close friend was Mo Ruo Gong Yonggu. As he said, the Ming Dynasty had been ruined to such an extent and there was nothing to worry about. It was better to give it a try and cripple him.

"The minister seconded the proposal" Shi Kefa, the Minister of War, and Wang Jiayan, the governor of Beijing Camp, also thought: It is better to give in than to do it! In addition to the reasons mentioned by Gong Yonggu, the two of them also had a guess. Would Dorgon really fight Mingting to the death at all costs?

He was the regent of the Qing Dynasty. He came to the position after a lot of hard work. Is he really willing to give up this hard-won power and suffer both the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty? If he was really injured and returned outside the customs, he would not be thrown directly into prison and his whole family would be executed. You must know that the loser in a struggle for power will definitely die. When Dorgon and Haoge fought for the throne, the elder of the Daishan family Ershuo Tuo and his grandson Adali were executed just because they took sides. How awesome!

"Hit! The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain!" Emperor Chongzhen said. If he gives up and leaves peacefully this time, there will be no peace in the future. If he comes here every few months, no one can bear it. It's better to fight him this time. Break his legs and see if he still cries.

After some words from the main fighting faction Gong Yonggu, Shi Kefa and Wang Jiayan, the main fighting faction and the second assistant Wu Zong also relaxed. There was a little noise in the hall, and the frowning brows of the first assistant Li Banghua also relaxed. , suddenly seemed to think of something, and threw his hands around: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment and allow me to say a word."

When everyone fell silent, Li Banghua coughed slightly and looked at Emperor Chongzhen and said, "Your Majesty, do you think Chang Yu wants to fight or make peace?"

Forehead? Chongzhen was startled, and the ministers also raised their eyebrows, but then they all thought of something.

Chang Yu is supervising the troops on the front line. No one here understands the situation better than him, and he has always been resourceful and resourceful. Everyone can see through the situation. Can he think of a way to see through it or not?

Absolutely impossible!

Emperor Chongzhen shook his head, smiled bitterly, and blurted out: "This kid!"

"It's time to fight and Chang Yu already knew it. He just wants permission from the court." Li Banghua laughed and said, "Your Majesty, it's better for us to wait for the good news. Too much interference will be a hindrance."

All the ministers nodded and felt that what Li Banghua said was reasonable. Although many people criticized Chang Yu, they highly recognized his military talent. At this critical moment, no one dared or wanted to make wild plans. If he won, It's okay, but if something goes wrong, the little eunuch and the young eunuch will share the blame.

Even Emperor Chongzhen had the same idea. In one sentence, you are allowed to make full decisions. If you win, you will be credited, and if you fail, you will take the blame.

How comfortable it is to be a hands-off shopkeeper yourself.

As the sun set, several fast horses galloped out of Andingmen and disappeared under the twilight.