Beiyang new warlord

Chen Zhenhui, who got mixed up with the Minister of the Household Department, and the dignified fourth son of Fushe, also became excited, and hurriedly stepped out of the court to express herself, and obtained the rights. The wealth that matched the rights was mastered by the big landlord class in Donglin. Huge social production wealth has long been coveted, and representatives of these low-level petty bureaucrats and petty citizens are impatient to put forward their propositions.

But this time, before the second political matter of Fushe was finished, outside the court, the newly-appointed governor of the imperial army, Uncle Chengyi, was actually wearing full armor and sweating profusely, rushing in from the gate of the court hall .

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Shouting loudly, Jiangnan Xungui, who had finally survived three political catastrophes, collapsed heavily on the ground in a cowardly and cowardly manner, in a posture that was extremely inconsistent with his status as a general.

This scene obviously made Zhang Pu's face dull and annoyed, he roared and roared.

"Captain Zhao, this is the court, and everything should be done according to etiquette. How can you break into the court so rudely?"

"Mr. Zhang, the army is on fire! General Liu Zongmin has broken through Gaochun County, and his soldiers have arrived at Chunhua Town. They will be approaching the city in a short time. In addition, the rear army will report. The northern emperor's son will lead the northern soldiers to march day and night. Dangyang has fallen one after another, and one day, he will also come to Moling Pass as a soldier, I hope His Majesty and gentlemen can come up with an idea on how to deal with it!"

An anxious face was full of wrinkles, beads of sweat were flowing down like a stream, kneeling on the ground, Zhao Xingmao's voice even sounded like weeping, but after he finished roaring, the whole court hall was shocked. They all became silent as if they had been enchanted by Medusa's petrification magic. From the emperor to the newly promoted ministers, all their faces were as white as lime, especially Zhang Pu, who even swayed back two steps directly, wanting to It wasn't that Hou Chaozong helped him, the leader of Fushe, Mr. Renxue, was about to fall down on the court.

For a long time, the emperor Zhu Yousong was the first to speak out in the entire court. His fat face, as fat as a crystal bag, was wrinkled into countless fine folds because of fear, and his voice trembled like sifting chaff. So Zhang Pu asked.

"Mr. Zhang, this, what should I do?"

Chapter 854. The last laugh

Born in the Loess Plateau, Liu Zongmin also has the stubbornness of a Loess Plateau guy. In his life, Chuangjun has been fighting bloody bloody fights with Daming, so even if he is at the end of his life, he will go to the capital of Daming again. , Let the emperor of Ming Dynasty experience the bloodiness and bravery from the tent army.

His road is also the most difficult to walk. He bypassed Poyang Lake, captured the two prefectures of Chizhou and Taiping along the way, and forcibly crossed several large rivers. The imperial army arrived second, and it was only a day away from the third Mao Jue army.

But history is so cruel, even though he is the most courageous one, he still came late, and the price of this late arrival is probably the permanent insulation from victory!

Zhang Pu is not as arrogant as Lu Daqi, Gao Hongtu and the others. His [-] troops were completely shrunk behind the solid Nanjing city defense, relying on the city wall for defense, and on the solid brick battlements, there were muskets supported by the Dutch. He poked his head out grimly, and there were even cannons staring at him.

But these are not the most frustrating. On the city wall, there are newly embroidered black and black flags flying violently with the wind blowing from the nearby Yangtze River. Hei Mingqi replaced it.

Looking around twice with the binoculars in hand, Liu Zongmin, like a trapped beast and bull, slammed the binoculars on the ground hard and smashed them to pieces.

A few years ago, when Mao Jue's army was about to cross the river, the bookish Zhang Pu even organized a rural guerrilla with the intention of fighting Mao Jue to the death. The radical Fushe leader, Jiangnan is not the same Jiangnan as before.

Fushe chopped off Dong Lin's head, but underneath, there are still tens of thousands of small and medium landlords who are politically attached to these big landlords. According to their political attitude, it is impossible to rely on Fushe to fight the enemy from the north to the end. Dead, in terms of strength, Zhang Pu didn't have the strength to defend Nanjing, and he was dealing with the blows of the two families at the same time. So, between death and surrender, this high-spirited Fushe leader chose the latter.

However, Liu Zongmin was stunned a little too early. When the Nanjing city was covered with Beiming flags, Zhang Pu was actually still in Mao Jue's camp, talking about surrendering.

After fighting for so many years, it was the first time that Mao Jue lost his composure like this. Even though he was sitting on the dragon chair in the Chinese army tent, his eyes still seemed to be filled with scarlet. Zhang Pu's eyes were like a mountain, and Zhang Pu couldn't raise his head.

For the first time, he just felt what is called Junwei.

But Mao Jue, who was aggressive and frightened Zhang Pu, was full of remorse at this time, and he came a step too late!

"So, Gao Hongtu, Qian Qianyi, Lu Daqi, and Jiang Riguang are all dead!"

Full of murderous intent, he went straight to Yingtian Mansion, just wanting to release his anger with the sword in hand, but when he arrived, all the people who made him angry had already splattered blood on the execution ground and died unexpectedly. The target of revenge no longer exists, and it feels like a powerful fist hit the cotton, making Mao Jue so uncomfortable that he wants to vomit blood.

Resisting the trembling and not kneeling down, Zhang Pu replied tremblingly, his voice still trembling.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Qian Thief, Lu Thief, etc. committed suicide in fear of crime, Gao Thief, Zhang Thief, etc. have also given their heads, and their heads have been brought to His Majesty."

People are dead, what is the use of the head?Quite uninterested, and suddenly became weak, Mao Jue sat on the dragon chair, but waved his hands boringly.

"Find a place to bury it!"

"Your Majesty is merciful, I admire you! Your servant is here to surrender to His Majesty on behalf of His Majesty King Fu. My Lord is willing to take the initiative to go to the title of Emperor and submit to Your Majesty."

"You have no right to negotiate terms with me!"

Before Zhang Pu finished speaking, Mao Jue suddenly interrupted him. He raised his head in astonishment, and a pair of scarlet eyes flooded into his eyes with murderous intent.

"Go back and open the gate of Yingtian City, welcome my army into the city, leave your fate to me to decide, otherwise, I will kill you all! There are many imperial schools in my empire, and the most indispensable thing is the babbling Scholar!"

It is completely different from the early Ming Dynasty. In the era of Zhu Yuanzhang, culture was in the hands of Confucian families who were canonized under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty. In order to control the money and valleys, you need to be able to read and write. Zhu Yuanzhang had to cooperate with these landlord classes and dress himself up as if he was thirsty for talent. In addition to the Hongwu period in the entire Ming Dynasty, almost all the emperors controlled the world and the aristocratic family monopolized the culture.

But now, Jiangnan is not the Jiangnan of a few years ago. Thanks to the infighting of Donglin Fushe, the Jiangnan family has been severely damaged by cannibalism. The snake's head was cut in half. As long as Mao Jue didn't shave his hair and change clothes to make him feel uncomfortable, those small and medium-sized landlord families would no longer have the strength to trick the tents under his hands to cause trouble for Mao Jue.

As for Zhang Pu, although the small and medium-sized bourgeoisie and the commercial bourgeoisie he represents are not small, they are the most powerless group of people in front of Mao Jue. The export channel threatened to take Zhang Pu's head. Zhang Pu believed that there was no need for the Northern Emperor's son to mobilize troops. Before long, the impoverished southern merchants would chop off their heads and send them to Mao Jue.

The businessman is unrighteous, and he usually calls it so contemptuous, but this time it has become a naked reality.

The anger was completely relieved, unable to lift his head under the pressure of Mao Jue's aggressive breath, Zhang Pu finally fell to his knees on the ground.

"Your servant obeys!"

When he walked out of the Chinese army, Zhang Pu felt that his back was soaked, and he was out of his wits. He didn't know what he left from the Beiming Molingguan camp until he went out again to the blue green city of Nanjing, which was far away. When the bricks of the city came into view, he came back to his senses, full of bitterness, and shook his head helplessly.

"One day prime minister!"

After six years of layout, the whole south of the Yangtze River was finally poured into Mao Jue's cup like a cup of fine wine that had been aged. At the end of September, under Liu Zongmin's hesitation, the Sixth Corps of the Imperial Guard Corps was the first to enter Yingtian City , the follow-up army of Mao Jue also drove to Moling Pass one after another, and entered Yingtian City. On October 26th, Liu Chong, who was completely empty in Nanchang City, also drove away with his cavalry in a panic. Coming up, on the other side, after traveling by sea for more than a month, the First and Second Corps of Lushun, the Northern Group Army, also completed the landing in Hangzhou Bay. Liu Zongmin, who rushed to the foot of Nanjing City, was completely dumped.

The one who had the last laugh was Mao Jue again. On October 8000th, in front of Liu Jun, who was frightened by the battle at Shanhaiguan, the Emperor’s First Imperial Guard, consisting of [-] people, was guarding Mao Jue. They came from the northwest and swaggered It arrived at the north gate of Yingtian.

The only time in history that the south unified the north was the Northern Expedition of Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, history did not repeat itself here. The Ming army had already entered the city to support it. Amidst the sound of creaking wood, the gate of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties faced Mao Jue. The northern army under his command burst open, and immediately after, a large group of people dressed in linen clothes and disheveled hair came out to welcome them.

The one walking in the front is Zhu Yousong. Three days ago, he was Zhu Yousong, Emperor Hongguang. One day ago, he was Zhu Yousong, King of Fu. Now he is nothing but Zhu Yousong. His fat body knelt heavily on the loess that was paved last night, but it was no longer paved for him. His teeth were bared and his brow was sweating, and this lucky fat man kowtowed nervously.

"Long live the criminals pay homage to the emperor!"

A few years ago, I have been thinking about this turquoise place where tigers and dragons dominate, but now looking at this group of guys with their butts on the ground and their heads in the sky, Mao Jue feels a sense of depression, although Everything he wanted was in his hands, but it was obtained through a series of accidents, instead of the brilliant and fierce battles he imagined, and the bloody struggle to win it, which somewhat lacked some meaning.

In private, Luo Ning was also offended, but he didn't even have this chance of revenge!

A little uninterested, Mao Jue bowed to his hands in a dispirited manner, without saying a word, he rode his horse and walked past the group of subjugated ministers, kneeling on the ground, obviously not used to this status Zhu Yousong was still standing there in a daze, but Zhang Pu had already stood up hastily, leading all the people from Fushe, and following Mao Jue's horse step by step.

Zhu Yousong’s story has come to an end, but they haven’t yet! Without their noble status in the Southern Dynasty, in the New Dynasty, a group of official fans still hope to win a good future!

This time, the people who followed Mao Jue were a little special, the big shopkeepers of the five southeast countries, the new imperial concubine Luo Yu, and Jiangnan general Ping. In the next stage, the five central and southern countries will become the main game field of Ming Dynasty, so Here we must emphasize her identity, and release this special political signal to all parties.

Since the special wedding in Xiangyang, she has been rushing back, just to participate in this special city entry ceremony, but just like her strange husband, Luo Yu is also a little absent-minded, she still misses Zhongnan.

Just like that, she was walking into the city in a wandering way. She had just passed through a cluster of city walls and entered the outer city of Nanjing. On both sides of the road, guarded by the imperial guards, a figure kneeling on the ground at the farthest point suddenly came into view. In a moment, Luo Yu suddenly came back to his senses, but there was a hint of viciousness in his sly pupils.

"His Majesty!"

"Oh?"

"He's not dead yet!!!"

Chapter 855. Playing around

In this feast of competing for the world, the most embarrassing thing is Liu Zongmin. His army lacks firearms and siege capabilities. For example, Kaifeng City once plagued the Chuang army for several years. Ying Tiancheng was not something he could chew down for a while.

Ever since, while watching, more and more northern troops came to him, surrounding him in all directions like an isolated island. In Poyang Lake, he jumped out after being surrounded by heavy siege, but here, he was trapped again. another heavy siege.