In the inner city of Beijing, the Duke Chengguo's Mansion in Jiao Zhongfang Fuxue Hutong is bustling with people today. In front of the large front door, there is a long queue of luxuriously decorated carriages and horses. On the rows of hitching posts outside the door, brightly colored horses are all tied. Wearing military uniforms and carrying sabers, servants of various noble families in Beijing were guarding the alley outside the palace. Everyone looked worried and kept sighing - the master of these people is now We're in big trouble, the good times are coming to an end, and we might even lose our lives!
What's even worse is that they, the servants, will also be unlucky... and may even go to the battlefield and die!
I almost cry just thinking about it!
Just when the servants and followers outside were about to cry, a group of military nobles from the Ming Dynasty in the second hall of Chengguo Palace were already crying bitterly. While crying and cursing, they all said bad things about Huang Liji, Wang Zaijin, Wen Tiren and other traitorous eunuch officials!
What should the Ming Dynasty do? All the eunuchs and treacherous officials... If things continue like this, the country will no longer be a country.
"The person named Wen is not a thing. If you want to sell it, let's ask the higher authorities to favor it!"
"The person surnamed Wang is not a thing... What kind of false claim is one hundred thousand? We have 120,000 in the capital camp's books, and there are another 20,000 military household soldiers. Why are you calling yourself one hundred thousand?"
"Isn't that all about the books? The thieves are not here to check the accounts. The book soldiers are of no use..."
"Yeah, we can't go!"
"Is it okay if you don't go? Wen Tiren, the man who killed a thousand swords, has already gone to Shu to check our accounts... What should we do? How on earth are we going to do the accounts!"
How to make accounts? I bet this group of people is not the Ming Dynasty's Wu Xun, but a group of accounting gentlemen, or accounting gentlemen who specialize in making false accounts.
But now they have met Wen Tiren, a "master of accounting", and there is no way they can fake the accounts!
Not to mention the 20,000 military household soldiers, but if there are 120,000 camp soldiers...well, go out of the city and kill people! The slaves and thieves have all arrived in Shunyi. If the Beijing soldiers don't leave the city, what are they waiting for?
And there are still 70,000 book soldiers in Changping!
120,000 plus 70,000 equals 190,000. There are still 50,000 Jizhou soldiers and Liaoxi soldiers, for a total of 240,000... There are at most 50,000 or 60,000 slaves and thieves in Shunyi. An army of 200,000 will kill them. How could you lose in the past?
Therefore, if this group of "false accounting nobles" said that there were 120,000 soldiers from the Beijing camp, there would be no reason not to leave the city.
If you say no...you don't need to leave the city, just go to Jinyiwei Prison to stay!
There is at least 89,000 vacancies for the 120,000 soldiers in the Beijing camp, and this vacancy has been taken not for a year or two, but for who knows how many years. If this is verified, everyone here today will have their homes searched!
Zhu Chunchen, the Duke of Chengguo, who had just succeeded the British Duke Zhang Weixian as the commander-in-chief, was so worried that his hair was almost turning white, but he was still unable to do anything. He just sighed there - he was now the commander-in-chief, and the biggest blame in Beijing was placed on him.
If it is admitted that there is a vacancy of 89,000 yuan in the Beijing camp, then he will be dead... He doesn't even need the little emperor to kill him, all the noble families in Beijing can join forces to kill him.
It can be said that as soon as he enters the imperial prison, he will be close to death.
If there is no room left after being bitten to death... then you have to let the slave thief take the points!
Hearing the non-stop quarrels among the people below, Zhu Chunchen's head felt heavy and he didn't want to stay in this room anymore. He was so upset that he didn't care about etiquette. He just stood up dizzily and minded his own business. Went out. Zhu Chunchen woke up a little when he was blown by the cold wind in the yard. He turned around and wanted to go back, but suddenly found Liu Kongzhao, the uncle of sincerity, appearing in front of him.
Liu Kongzhao is Liu Ji, the descendant of Liu Bowen who is good at pinching and calculating. He is now the sixth generation of Uncle Chengyi - the inheritance of Uncle Chengyi was interrupted for more than a hundred years by Liu Bowen's grandson Liu Lao, and was only restored during the Jiajing period. So it was only passed down to six generations. Perhaps because the interruption of the title for more than a hundred years has made people more tempered, Liu Kongzhao, the sincere uncle, is relatively capable among a group of useless nobles.
Zhu Chunchen looked at the count in front of him, who was in his twenties and looked like a white-faced scholar, and asked: "Uncle Chengyi, what are you..."
"My lord," Liu Kongzhao said, "we must send troops!"
"Send troops?" Zhu Chunchen shook his head, "Those are slaves and thieves!"
"Then we have to fight..." Liu Kongzhao said, "The slaves and thieves came here to seek wealth, and we have no money to steal. How can the slaves and thieves fight with us? If the slaves and thieves are willing to fight, Zunhua and Yutian How can it be defended? How can Jiliao's army regain the entrance to Yiyuan?"
It seems to make sense! Zhu Chunchen's eyes lit up and he looked at Liu Kongzhao, waiting for him to continue.
Liu Kongzhao continued: "Now the traitors and traitors of the eunuch party want to frame us loyal and good people, and they want to make a fuss about the vacancies in the Beijing camp... If you dare not lead the troops out of the city, then when Long Live Lord returns in triumph, we will Just wait to enter Jinyiwei’s prison!”
"Long live the Lord's triumphant return..." Zhu Chunchen finally showed a horrified expression.
Compared to Huang Taiji who is seeking wealth, Zhu Youjian is much more terrifying!
Liu Kongzhao said: "What did Long Live Master do in Datong? He organized the army in Qingtian! He smashed the original town of Datong to pieces, and then re-appointed deputy generals, staff generals, guerrillas... and organized more than 40,000 people The actual troops also pointed out more than 2 million acres of military farmland!
What is Long Live Master doing in Xuan Mansion now? Do you really want to take advantage of the slave thieves? If you really want to take advantage of the slave thieves, why would you transfer most of the soldiers and horses of the Xuan Mansion to the British Duke? "
Zhu Chunchen sighed: "He wants to turn Xuanfu into the second Datong..."
Liu Kongzhao said: "The Xuanfu has a lot of pay and military garrison. It is not a problem to have 30,000 actual soldiers and 1,000 front-line knights... In this way, Long live the Lord can control it like an arm." The horse infantry he refers to has more than 80,000 soldiers! With such a big capital, will he let go of Changzhen, Jizhen and Baozhen Town? When he has control of all three sides and five towns, it will be Beijing's turn City!"
Of course Zhu Youjian will not let Beijing go...but he will not overturn the table in Beijing as soon as he comes up, let alone rely on Wei Zhongxian to overturn the table.
His method was to use his servants to control the border towns and use the border towns to surround the capital. Wait until he has control of the three sides and five towns around Beijing. The nobles in Beijing naturally had no room to resist.
The nobles in Beijing not only took advantage of the 100,000 vacancies in the Beijing camp, but also controlled the 30,000-strong imperial guards of the capital, and also occupied the military fields of more than 70 guards in the North Zhili area. Only when all these benefits are in hand can Zhu Youjian's throne be truly stabilized - the real purpose of Ming Chengzu's move to Beijing was not to let the emperor guard the country, nor to facilitate his expedition to the grassland, but to firmly secure the throne. A powerful force that controls the world.
The foundation of Ming Dynasty emperor Zhu Di's strong military force was the land and population around Beijing!
If Zhu Youjian wants to become the Mingjun and Holy Lord of the Ming Dynasty, he must get back the land and population around Beijing, and then use this as a basis to rebuild the emperor's army.
"Then what should we do?" Zhu Chunchen looked melancholy, "He is the emperor, and he has soldiers..." Liu Kongzhao said: "The emperor also has to be reasonable. Only by being reasonable can he convince the public... We We have to settle the score, and we have to win a disastrous victory!"
"Accounting? A tragic victory?"
"That's right!" Liu Kongzhao said, "With so many vacancies, there must be an explanation! What's better than dying on the battlefield? But we can't report a big defeat... We have to fight Victory, by driving the slave traitors out of Beizhili, this will save the city of Beijing and the Ming Dynasty. Then we will all be heroes! If he wants to pacify Liaodong and sweep the desert, he can't treat the heroes too lightly... ..There has to be a way out for us.”
"I understand what you're saying, but how do you achieve such a tragic victory?" Zhu Chunchen was depressed. At the level of Beijing Camp, it's no problem to achieve a miserable victory, but winning is difficult!
"Aren't there still elite soldiers from Jiliao?" Liu Kongzhao said, "As long as the two families join forces, they can have a hundred thousand soldiers. Are you afraid that you won't be able to defeat the slaves?"
Zhu Chunchen shook his head repeatedly, "Yuan Yuan Yuan is not stupid. He stayed well in Pinggu. Why did he come to join forces with us?"
"Because the slave thieves are going to excavate the imperial mausoleum in Tianshou Mountain!" Liu Kongzhao said with a smile, "Didn't the emperor use this excuse to send the British Duke and Xuanfu soldiers to Changzhen?"
