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The sky was slightly bright, and in the lobby of the Tongzhou Yamen, the governor sent away the messenger who reported the news, and then said a little excitedly: "A lot of horse bones were found in the Jianlu camp, which is enough to prove that Jianlu's food and grass problem is huge. Everyone, The opportunity has come!"

Heiyunlong also echoed with excitement: "Zhongcheng Yingming, these horses that were eaten should be injured horses, but whether they are Jurchen Tatars or Mongolian Tatars, if they are not really out of food, they will definitely not eat them. Of war horses.”

Ma Dengyun followed him out of the queue, clasped his fists and analyzed loudly: "The Jurchen Tatars leave first, leaving the Mongolian Tatars and the Han slaves behind. This shows that they know that their morale is low and their food and grass are low. They are afraid of being bitten by our Ming army and unable to escape. I’m starting to lose my car to save my handsome man!”

The situation looked very good at first glance, and other general soldiers were also excited and began to ask for battle.

The interpreter's face glowed brightly after hearing this. He immediately slammed the table and said loudly: "Okay, okay, okay. What you guys said makes sense. How can I miss this God-given opportunity? Are you all ready?"

"Back to Zhongcheng, we are already prepared and can leave at any time!" Hei Yunlong answered loudly with his fists clasped.

Other general soldiers also responded one after another, saying that they had been preparing before and could set off at any time as long as Zhong Cheng gave the order. Their performance changed from the usual procrastination of the Ming army.

The interpreter was very happy to hear this, and immediately announced: "This battle is of great importance. Just in case, I will go out personally. I will give you half a day. Set out immediately in the afternoon, catch up with Jianlu, and bite him hard."

To be honest, the Ming army was frightened by the Jurchen Tatars, but there was no such psychological pressure on the Mongolian Tatars and Han slaves. It can even be said that on the contrary, they had a psychological advantage. Nowadays, the enemy is still in a predicament of low morale and insufficient food and grass. No one with a normal mind will miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At the same time, Hu Guangze came to the Jinyiwei Prison under the escort of a group of people. The people arrested by Dongchang were all sent to Jinyiwei to be imprisoned, and he did not have a prison. The reason why he was so early was actually because there was nothing he could do about it.

Judging from the current situation, the war in the capital city should be over soon. The work waiting for the emperor Hu Guang to do is to reward those who have meritorious service and encourage those who are diligent, otherwise they will lose military morale. The number of King Qin's troops alone is estimated to be more than ten or two hundred thousand. Even if you just send beggars, that is an astronomical figure.

There are also post-disaster reconstruction, and countless refugees need to be resettled. Even if they have houses to live in afterward, food rations and other things will still be a huge burden, otherwise it will easily lead to civil uprisings. And all these piles require money.

The legendary imperial prison was the most terrifying place, at least in the impression of later generations of Hu Guang. But when he came in in person, he found that the windows here were bright and clean, and the floors were clean. It was much better than the prisons in movies and TV shows.

"Your Majesty, please go and bring this person here!" When Hu Guang just entered the rest room near the entrance of the prison, Cao Huachun said carefully. The meaning was obvious. It was probably not suitable for the emperor to go in and look inside, for fear of bumping into the emperor.

Hu Guang didn't insist, nodded, and sat in the lounge by himself. Fang Zhenghua and others immediately guarded on both sides and spread out in a figure eight shape.

After a while, hearing the jingle of handcuffs and shackles, a prisoner was grabbed by two guards behind Cao Huachun.

As soon as Hu Guang saw this posture, he knew that this person must be the silent shopkeeper Han, so he couldn't help but look at him carefully.

I saw that this man was about forty years old, with a tired look on his face and a very haggard spirit. There were no injuries on his face, but judging from the way he was held up, he must have been severely tortured. No wonder, after entering the imperial edict, it is impossible to entertain people with good food and drinks.

While he was looking at Shopkeeper Han, Shopkeeper Han was also looking at him. Surrounded by eunuchs and wearing bright yellow clothes, even if Cao Huachun, the admiral of Dongchang, had not been asked to personally mention the person, he would have known that the young man in front of him must be the Ming Emperor.

Sure enough, I heard the usually majestic Cao Huachun bow his head respectfully to the young man and say: "Your Majesty, the imperial convict Han Sheng was brought here."

Hu Guang waved his hand to signal Cao Huachun to step aside, then stared at Han Shengcai and said calmly: "To be honest, I admire you for being able to resist in prison for so long without confessing."

"Long live the common people, they are wronged, wronged!" Han Sheng couldn't kneel down, so he simply broke away from the hands of the two fans, threw himself to the ground, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "For the sake of business, the common people want to make more money, so I just wanted to send someone to the headquarters through connections! The common people are really unjust!"

I still want to deny it! Hu Guang thought in his heart, without interrupting him, he would just let him use up his energy first.

As a result, everyone in the waiting room was silent, staring at the prisoner lying on the ground and screaming for injustice.

In this kind of scene where no one responds, even if there is really an injustice, you will feel embarrassed and stop consciously.

Han Sheng realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he raised his head and looked at the emperor, only to see a trace of ridicule on the emperor's face, looking at him like that, which made him stunned. Because the emperor's gaze seemed to penetrate directly to the bottom of his heart, and he could see through the secrets in his heart at a glance.

However, Han Sheng knew that if he couldn't make the emperor change his mind, then his chances of surviving would be slim. Even if they came to save him, it would be impossible because the emperor's nod was required.

With this thought in his mind, he watched the emperor continue to cry out injustice: "The common people really did not do those things of interfering with the Han people. The common people also hate the Han people who built the Han people and rebelled against the Ming Dynasty..."

When Hu Guang heard this, he couldn't help but sneer on his face, and finally asked: "Really? Then tell me, what are the names of the four guys you sent to the city, where are they from, and who are their families?"

When Han Shengcai heard this, he felt relieved. He was most afraid that the emperor would not talk to him. Now that you can speak, you have to rely on your own eloquence. As long as the emperor can be persuaded, even the admiral of Dongchang cannot go against the emperor's wishes.

As for the possibility of persuading the emperor, he believed that the chance was great. Not to mention the eloquence he had developed in daily business, even at the emperor's age, he would definitely be easier to fool than the old fox Cao Huachun.

Moreover, he had already thought about what the emperor asked just now, and he already had a case in his mind. He had also told Cao Huachun that there would be no flaws until at least the capital was settled in the short term.

Therefore, Han Shengcai immediately answered the emperor's question: "The grass people returned to the emperor, and the four guys were called... Your Majesty, everything the grass people said is true. If there is even the slightest lie, the sky will strike like lightning, and you will die badly!"

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