In the Ming Mansion, in the hall, two people were sitting opposite each other, looking at each other.
Of course these two people are Wang Zhongxiao and Nalan Mingzhu. Mingzhu, his wife and children have all been sent away. Nalan Xingde went to study hard, while Wu Linzhu put a chair outside the back door of the hall - she had to supervise Mingzhu carefully, but she couldn't let Mingzhu learn bad habits like Wang Fuchen and his son!
Wulinzhu Gege did not wait long, Wang Zhongxiao began to corrupt Mingzhu, a corrupt official of the Qing Dynasty.
After making some pleasantries, Wang Zhongxiao took out an envelope containing twenty banknotes issued by the Fan family in Zhangjiakou, and handed it to Nalan Mingzhu with both hands, "Bachelor Ming, this is my father. The filial piety I bring to Princess... is not for anything else, but to repay the old prince for his grace of survival and promotion. Please reward Princess!"
Nalan Mingzhu was not polite, took the envelope, weighed it, and asked, "How much?"
"Two thousand taels, a little kindness." Wang Zhongxiao replied.
Mingzhu nodded with a smile and said: "Shikai, we don't speak secretly between us. Let me ask you, did you already know who Uncle Fu was? That's why you kicked Guanyin Bao. Fortunately, he Are you here to show off your skills?"
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from Bachelor Ming," Wang Zhongxiao said, "Junior did guess that Uncle Fu is Prince Yu... Is this junior's guess correct?"
"Yes!" Mingzhu said, "Prince Yu also recommended you to the emperor!"
"That's great..." As Wang Zhongxiao spoke, he secretly looked at Mingzhu's face. When he noticed that his brows were slightly wrinkled, he quickly asked, "Sister Ming, is there anything I can do for this junior?" Not good enough? Please remind me and I will correct it immediately!"
Mingzhu shook her head and said with a bitter smile: "It's not that you didn't do enough, it's that your father...he has gotten too close to Ping Xiwang in recent years! Shikai, are you going to Beijing with Wu Guogui this time? of?"
"Yes," Wang Zhongxiao said, "I have indeed received a lot of care from the Wu family during these years in Yunnan. At least half of my skills were learned from the vassal martial arts lecture hall run by the Wu family. In addition, the relationship between the younger generation and several generations of the Wu family is also very good."
Mingzhu said: "You are honest, but have you ever thought about it? King Pingxi has an army in Yunnan, and he has the potential to be strong!"
Wang Zhongxiao smiled and shook his head: "Scholar Ming's words are wrong. King Pingxi is not only supporting his troops but respecting himself, he is simply preparing to rebel!"
"What?" Mingzhu almost jumped up, "You, what did you say?"
Wang Zhongxiao said seriously: "I said that King Pingxi was preparing for rebellion! He gathered troops and valleys in Yunnan, trained soldiers, opened vassal schools, educated military officers, pacified chieftains, and secretly controlled the green camps in Guizhou, Sichuan, Guangxi and even Guangdong. , he also wantonly occupied land in Guizhou and Sichuan, controlled a large number of people, built fortresses, hoarded military supplies and food... Aren't these all preparations for rebellion? If he didn't plan to rebel, he would have spent so many years Why are you doing this schemingly?"
"Is he going to rebel soon?" Mingzhu asked with a frown.
"That's not the case," Wang Zhongxiao said. "He won't rebel now. Firstly, because the preparations have not been completed; secondly, because the generation of Eight Banners generals of Ao Taishi's generation has not withered away! If he rebels now, Pingxi King Not very sure."
Mingzhu breathed out: "How old is he? Can he consume more energy than Taishi Ao?"
"Fifty-eight!" Wang Zhongxiao said, "King Pingxi is fifty-eight years old this year, which is about the same age as Taishi Ao. There is no certainty who has survived. However, the first generation of King Pingxi is gone, and the second generation of King Pingxi is gone. Or can’t the third generation King Pingxi rebel? Maybe the second and third generation King Pingxi are even more powerful?”
"Second generation?" Mingzhu snorted, "You mean Wu Yingxiong?"
Wang Zhongxiao asked: "Why not Wu Yingqi?"
Mingzhu was a little unconvinced: "Wu Yingqi? Isn't he the second son? And he is adopted. Does it mean that King Pingxi wants to abolish the eldest son and establish a younger one?"
Wang Zhongxiao chuckled: "How can the younger generation know what King Pingxi thinks? The younger generation only knows that King Pingxi has always loved Wu Yingqi, and Wu Yingqi is very similar to King Pingxi in both behavior and appearance.
Moreover, the younger generation also knows that the descendants and nephews of King Pingxi are not only powerful in numbers, but also have many powerful characters! There are still ten or twenty capable people like Wu Yingqi and Wu Guogui. As for the grandsons of King Pingxi, they are even more powerful...their number alone is ten times more than that of King Pingxi's nephews, and there are countless people who are outstanding in martial arts and military strategy! Among them, the most outstanding ones are Wu Shicong, the eldest son of Wu Yingqi, and Wu Shijue, the eldest son of Wu Guogui... These two people are both powerful and capable, and should not be underestimated! "
As if he was afraid that Mingzhu would not believe it, Wang Zhongxiao lowered his head, raised his hand, pointed at a scar on his head and said: "Scholar Ming, look at this, this scar was left by this junior when he competed with Wu Shijue on horseback. At that time, the junior was knocked off his horse by him, and he lay at home for half a month before he recovered!"
Mingzhu glanced at Wang Zhongxiao's head and saw that there was indeed a scar that was quite scary! It seems that Wu Shijue's martial arts skills are higher than that of Wang Zhongxiao...
However, Mingzhu was still unconvinced and snorted: "It's just the courage of an ordinary man!"
"What Bachelor Ming said is absolutely true, but... there are quite a lot of men who can dance a spear on horseback under the current King Pingxi!"
"How much? How many?"
Wang Zhongxiao stretched out six fingers: "Six thousand!"
Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief: "Six thousand is not much!"
Wang Zhongxiao spit out another word: "Hu!"
He emphasized: "It's six thousand households! When King Pingxi was a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong, he had three thousand servants, all of whom were elite cavalry, and everyone had slaves in the farm. These servants later followed King Pingxi to Yunnan with their families. , King Pingxi provided them with farms and slaves on the territory of Yunnan, and also opened a vassal martial arts hall to train their sons and nephews... A servant of King Pingxi married two or three wives and supported four or five There are a lot of sons here. Three thousand households times four times five, how many people should we have? Besides, the older ones among these servants are now grandfathers and great-grandfathers, and their grandchildren can go to the battlefield.
In addition, when King Pingxi was pacifying the southwest, he also recruited many elites from intruders and Western thieves, including many warriors who could ride horses and charge into battle. Therefore, King Pingxi got another three thousand elite cavalry! Although they were in the green camp, they were given the same treatment as the feudal bannermen and were given to land slaves. Over the past ten years, a large number of people have also multiplied, and the older ones have become adults.
Scholar Ming, you have great knowledge. You can use your fingers to calculate. In this way, six thousand families of knights will be given the title of farm slaves. They will breed for decades. The children will not only produce, hunt and practice martial arts at home, but also go to the feudal lord to learn and follow the feudal clan. A master who practices martial arts and literature...will he get twice the result with half the effort if he rebels in the future? "
In fact, 6,000 warriors who can ride on horseback and wield big guns are already a force that can control all directions. If they are multiplied by four times five...that will be 30,000 people!
These are just cavalry and officers, there are also infantry of all ages below!
Everyone knows that Wu Sangui has more than 30,000 troops in his account, but in fact he has 80,000 or not 100,000. It doesn't matter if these soldiers and horses are raised to waste, but if they are raised well... if one hundred thousand elites rebel, it is not certain who will rule the world.
Mingzhu frowned and looked at Wang Zhongxiao, "Shikai, are these your own words, or did your father ask you to say them?"
When Wang Zhongxiao heard this, he took a small box with a seal from his arms and handed it to Mingzhu with both hands, "Scholar Ming, this is the secret document my father gave to the emperor! My father told me not to go up the road to the guard's stall. I must hand it over to you, Bachelor Ming... because you are the emperor’s true confidant and Gege’s husband, half of his old master!”
Mingzhu took the small box and looked at it, then asked seriously: "Does this contain information that exposes King Pingxi's rebellion?"
Wang Zhongxiao nodded: "Exactly! This is the book written by my father. Only my brother and I have read it. And this is the only copy, and I didn't give it to Master Ao!"
Mingzhu has understood that this Wang Fuchen used this secret document to expose Wu Sangui's rebellion and express his position to the emperor - he is not a person of Wu Sangui, nor a person of Obai, but a person of the emperor!
In addition, Wang Fuchen wanted to send the zhezi to the emperor through his Nalan Pearl, which meant that Wang Fuchen hoped to form a "loyal party" with his pearl. Together, they would be loyal to the emperor and the Qing Dynasty, and together they would help the emperor and the Qing Dynasty spend their money!
Thinking of this, Mingzhu put away the box and said to Wang Zhongxiao: "Shikai, I will hand over this box for you. But you still have to perform well during the hunting in Haidian in four days. Maybe you don't have to wait until you are selected. The bodyguards will be found."
Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly stood up and bowed his head to Mingzhu: "Junior, thank you, Bachelor Ming, for your support! Bachelor Ming has a destiny, so I, my father and son, will be ruined!"
In addition, the younger generation has another merciless request, and I forgot to grant it to the bachelor. "
"What kind of unkind invitation?"
"The juniors admire the great talents of the bachelors and want to be their teachers. They ask for advice sooner or later. I also ask the bachelors not to think that the juniors are vulgar."
As soon as Mingzhu heard this request, she was a little reluctant - the relationship was developing too fast. But just as he was about to decline, Wu Linzhu's voice came from outside the back door of the hall: "Aigen, Shikai is one of our own!"
Mingzhu didn't dare not listen to her wife's words, so she had to put on a smiling face and said approvingly: "Shikai, I think you are also a talented person. From now on, we will be master and apprentice!"
