From a distance, I saw several servants walking towards this side surrounded by a young civil servant.
Before serving as the supervisor of the East Route Army, Kang Yingqian stayed in Shenyang for a while and got acquainted with many local officials. He recognized Mao Yuanyi at a glance and quickly stepped forward to salute:
"Brother Shi Min, long time no see!"
Mao Yuanyi was Yang Hao's first aide when he was less than 30 years old. This man was familiar with the art of war and liked on-the-spot exploration. He was a rare man of action. Later, he was highly regarded by Sun Chengzong. In the second year of Chongzhen, he was promoted to deputy chief soldier due to his military exploits and commanded the navy on Juehua Island.
"Master Kang, what do you mean by this? I am just a white man, how dare I accept such a great gift from you!"
Mao Yuanyi knelt down and saluted Kang Yingqian. The two had a deep friendship in private. Kang Yingqian quickly helped him up. After some complicated official etiquette, Mao Yuanyi looked up at Liu Zhaosun, cupped his hands and said:
"Boss Liu, I am Mao Yuanyi, the staff of Mr. General Manager. Mr. Yang has specially asked me to come down and take over Mr. General and his team. The city of Shenyang has been quite uneasy recently. Mr. Liu, please!"
Liu Zhaosun, an aide who was not much older than him, bowed his hand in return as a gift. He thought to himself that Shenyang City was full of generals and generals, and at worst they were guerrillas, not to mention the various supervisors and governors. As a small person like him, The little boss really couldn't get on the stage, and it was also my fault that my adoptive father was too busy to do anything at the time and didn't promote himself, at least give him the title of Qian Boss.
Liu Zhaosun stretched out his hand and said please, then asked Mao Yuanyi to lead the way, letting Kang Yingqian and Qiao Yiqi walk in front of him, and he walked behind with Jin Yinghe, Pei Dahu, Shen Lian and others.
A group of servants from the Ministry of Economic Affairs opened the way in front, holding broadswords and fiercely scolding the Liao people blocking the way in front.
Liao soldiers on both sides of the street cast provocative glances here from time to time. Under the shops, Jurchen Liao people with shaved heads put down their work and stood in the distance, coldly looking at these southern soldiers who broke into their world.
The few confidants around Liu Zhaosun had red eyes and were sweating with knives and guns in their hands. If Mr. Liu hadn't suppressed them, a fight with weapons would have been inevitable.
Kang Yingqian, who had long been used to strange things, turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, but Mr. Qiao, who was born to be a chivalrous man, kept scolding:
"These killers in Liao Town do not distinguish between Hua and Yi. The slave thieves are about to attack Kaiyuan. There are still so many Yi people in Shenyang City!"
When Mao Yuanyi, who was walking in front, heard this, she quickly put her finger on her lips and turned around to make a silencing gesture.
"Don't be surprised, everyone. A few days ago, Guangxi Wolf Soldiers and Liao Zhen fought for chicken. They fought from Jingbian Gate to Ying'en Gate, alarming the whole Shenyang. Now Liao Zhen and Nan Bing are incompatible, so the strategist gave way. Your troops and horses are stationed outside the city,"
Liu Zhaosun smiled faintly: "Is it because of eating chicken again? Why do we, the Ming Dynasty soldiers, always have trouble getting along with chickens?"
Mao Yuanyi didn't know that the Dengzhou mutiny more than ten years later was also caused by a chicken. She was stunned for a moment and then said:
"The governor couldn't hold him back. Later, he relied on General He to suppress him and separated the two sides. By the way, didn't that wolf soldier go to help you? Where is it now?" Everyone looked at each other and smiled: "No, I don't know. Where have they been?"
The number of Liao soldiers on both sides of the street gradually increased, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more tense. Everyone stopped talking in a tacit agreement. Liu Zhaosun pressed the brim of his helmet and observed the surrounding environment.
The layout of Shenyang City, like other northern border towns, is quite simple.
At the street entrance opposite each city gate, there is an archway, as follows:
"Yongning" in the south of the city means guarding the eternal peace of the Central Plains; "Ying'en" in the west of the city means respectfully welcoming the emperor's grace; "Zhenbian" in the north of the city means guarding the northern border and intimidating the Mongolian tribes; "Jingbian" in the east of the city means pacifying the eastern border. Conform to all the Jurchen tribes.
The group of people walked north from South Street. Liu Zhaosun saw in turn that the Arms Bureau, the Preparatory Office, the Procuratorate, the Guerrilla Office and the Money and Silk Storehouse were all on the same street.
The entrances of these yamen were densely packed with soldiers. Some civilian-looking people were waving their fans and looking at Liu Zhaosun and others from among the soldiers, with a slightly proud look on their lips.
"Are you trying to give us a kick?"
Walking to the end of South Street, to the east is Shenyang City's Merchant Street. Noisy voices can be heard in the distance. The street is densely packed with people. Some merchants speaking Jurchen language are selling furs and ginseng.
North Korean Jin Yinghe looked at these traders in surprise and reached out to touch the heavy arrow in the arrow. He obviously mistook these people for Tatars.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Yiqi quickly stopped him. He was well-informed and explained to the Koreans:
"Hedong has a dense population and is the foundation of the whole Liao Dynasty. Therefore, Taizu established the capital here. Liaodong is a must-pass through for the Jurchen tribute trade. During the Tianshun period, the imperial court established "Yi" in Liaoyang and other places in order to receive the Jurchens who paid tribute. However, there were too many Jurchens, so the imperial court had to let the Jurchens live among Han people, so now it is like "the tributes and barbarians live together with the people." "
Mao Yuanyi also added:
"Master Qiao is well-educated and knowledgeable, and is familiar with the allusions of the country. In the middle period of Jiajing, there were more Gongyi people traveling to and from Liaodong, the capital. Now in Shenyang City, Han and Yi are mixed. In a hundred years, many Jurchens can no longer speak Yi language. It doesn’t matter that he is Han.”
Liu Zhaosun nodded slightly after hearing this. The Han people and the Jurchens did not distinguish between male and female, and they infiltrated each other. The situation in Shenyang was far more complicated than he expected.
The staff member Mao Yuanyi was quite enthusiastic and kept telling all kinds of stories about Shenyang. Qiao Yiqi was well-informed and talked a lot. When the two chatty people walked together, they would have endless things to talk about.
Liu Zhaosun suddenly remembered that Mao Yuanyi was a weapons expert, and asked him if he could make a red cannon.
This front-loading smoothbore gun made in Europe in the 17th century is more powerful and has a longer range than the Fran machine commonly used by the Ming army. If it can be used to deal with the slaves, there may be unexpected gains.
"What is the Hongyi Cannon?"
Mao Yuanyi looked confused, obviously not knowing that such a thing existed. Liu Zhaosun thought carefully for a while and patted his forehead. At this time, Liaodong did not have such a magical weapon.
In the original historical plane, it would have to wait until 1621, two years later, when Xu Guangqi asked the emperor to introduce the Hongyi cannon to deal with Hou Jin.
The imperial court purchased 26 Hongyi cannons from Macau and quickly shipped them to Liaodong. In the subsequent Ningyuan War, Yuan Chonghuan made the Hongyi cannons shine.
"Compared with the Fran machine, this gun has a longer range, adjustable firing angle, different amounts of gunpowder, and different firing ranges. It has a front sight and a rear sight,"
Liu Zhaosun gestured and talked for a long time, but Mao Yuanyi still looked confused and gradually became uninterested.
Liu Zhaosun decided to stimulate this young staff member.
"One shot corroded dozens of miles! The cave cracked the stone city! The men and horses were instantly shattered! Broken into pieces!"
"Ah! So sharp, but there are sketches!"
"I'll draw it for you tonight,"
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Everyone was talking and laughing all the way, and soon they arrived at Lord Jinglue's residence.
Shenyang City used to be the official office of the Central Guard Commander, but now it is where Yang Hao, the right minister of the Ministry of War, the Liaodong manager, is stationed. The lobby is full of military officer uniforms, with Yang Hao and the imperial censor Chen Yuting sitting at the head. Although the two adults were sitting side by side, the expressions on their faces were very different. Mr. Jinglue was very happy and busy chatting with the generals next to him, while Chen Yuting, who was next to him, seemed to have something on his mind.
After the disastrous defeat of Sarhu, everyone has been obsessed with sweeping holes and plowing the courtyard, but no one mentions it anymore.
In the direction of Kaiyuan and Tieling, Jiannu sentries and horses appeared one after another. They were men and horses with yellow flags.
The only general in Shenyang who can still fight in the field is Chief Military Officer He Shixian.
During the Battle of Sarhu, He Shixian, as deputy general Li Rubai, accompanied the army on the expedition. When he heard that Liu Wei was ambushed, he persuaded Li Rubai to go to the rescue. After Li Rubai fled, the deputy general was soon promoted to the governor Qianshi and became the chief military officer of Liaoyang. He is now stationed in Hupiyi.
Hupiyi is only 60 miles away from Shenyang and 60 miles away from Liaoyang and Shenyang. It is an important post station connecting Liaoyang and Shenyang. He Shixian also heard about the triumphant victory of the East Route Army, and he couldn't help but think highly of Liu Wei's adopted son. Yesterday, he was summoned by Yang Hao to come to Shenyang to discuss matters, so he hurried here.
News came from the capital that the emperor had finally decided to allocate more Liao pay to Liao Town, and at the same time ordered Sichuan and Zhejiang soldiers to prepare reinforcements. Qin Bangping and his younger brother Qin Minping's white pole soldiers were gathering, and Qi Jin also gathered 6,000 Zhejiang soldiers. , preparing to go north to aid Liao.
Once the Liao reinforcements were deployed, the required food would have to be provided by the household department, which put a lot of pressure on the household department. Therefore, the date for the departure of the Liao reinforcement troops from various places was repeatedly postponed, and instead the Liao Town Company was required to start the war as soon as possible. , the emperor and the Ministry of War kept urging Yang Hao to regain the lost territory and save our people.
Yang Hao has no troops and is useless. The military leaders in Liao Town have long stopped buying into Lord Jinglue. In the past, Yang Hao had the support of the emperor, but now the emperor has blamed Lord Jinglue. Everyone can see that Yang Hao will survive. Not long.
And his title as a manager cannot suppress anyone.
This is one of the reasons why Yang Hao must pay attention to Liu Zhaosun.
Among the officers in the lobby were Kaiyuan General Ma Lin, Military Supervisor Zheng Zhifan, some guerrilla generals from Shenyang and Liaoyang, and guerrillas from Jizhou. Behind them were officers of more than 1,000 generals from each town, and Liu Zhaosun was just a mere The boss actually stood among them.
When the handsome and burly Liu Zhaosun just walked into the hall, several generals in the hall had already seen him today, and they all nodded to him.
He Shixian, who was sitting next to Yang Hao, snorted softly as a greeting to the legendary general manager.
Kaiyuan's commander-in-chief, Ma Lin, was not wearing a battle jacket. He was wearing a variegated plate-collared uniform and looked at the ground with a dejected expression.
Yang Hao glanced at Liu Zhaosun with a smile, glanced at the crowd with his peripheral vision, and finally said:
"Everyone, your Majesty came yesterday to ask me when we will march into the army. At present, three of the four armies have been defeated miserably. The soldiers are in danger and slaves are infested in Kaiyuan. Do you have any good ideas?!"
