Super Smuggling System

After being questioned by the surrounding subordinates, Sun Chengzong also recovered his composure. After careful consideration, he really hoped to see the victory of the Ming army's surprise attack on Shenyang City.

Only after seeing the content in the letterhead, I subconsciously choose to believe it.

Now that I am awake, and look at the letterhead on the desk, it is indeed as my subordinates said, it is too exaggerated, beheading 12 Jurchen Eight Banners.

Don't mention him, even if you report it to the Ministry of War, you may be reprimanded by the next memorial.

Convict him of lying about military intelligence and coveting credit.

Although there is a phenomenon of false reporting of military achievements in the army, they did not directly lie about killing 12 heads as written on the letterhead, which is too exaggerated.

Removing the ten and leaving only [-], Sun Chengzong felt that it was too much. One must know that the great victory of Ning Jin was only a few thousand people killed in the Jurchen Eight Banners, less than [-].

Just when Sun Chengzong was thinking about what to do, Yuan Chonghuan said again: "Master Jinglue, I wonder if the team of messengers who deliver the letter are strict?"

"What questions does Element have?" Sun Chengzong asked suspiciously.

Yuan Chonghuan said: "Master Jinglue, if you want to know whether the content on the letterhead is true or not, you just need to bring the messenger who sent the letter and ask, and you will understand everything, right?"

"That's right, Master Jinglue, call up the messengers who delivered the letter, whether it's true or not, you'll know as soon as you ask."

"Yes, it's useless for us to guess here."

Seeing that all his subordinates said so, Sun Chengzong nodded, and asked people to find the messengers who entered Shanhaiguan from outside the pass.

Not long after, all the messengers Li Mu sent to Shanhaiguan to deliver letters were brought to the hall.

"I have seen you, my lords." One of Guan Ning's cavalry stepped forward and said.

Sun Chengzong stroked his beard and smiled, holding the letterhead in his hand, and asked in a gentle voice: "My old man asks you, is this letterhead handed to you by Mr. Li himself?"

The Guan Ning cavalry looked at the letter paper, then at Sun Chengzong, and replied: "Yes, my lord, but this letter was not handed over to the humble Guan Ning cavalry, but Master Li personally handed it over to this wolf cavalry guard." .”

After the words fell, he pointed to the tall and burly wolf riding guard in the middle.

At this time, Zu Dashou walked up to Sun Chengzong, leaned over and said softly: "My lord, these people are indeed the Guanning iron cavalry of the Liaodong Frontier Army of the Ming Dynasty. The general will recognize them."

Seeing that Zu Dashou could prove the identities of these people, Sun Chengzong smiled, and at least half of his heart believed the contents of the letter.

"Then tell me in detail, how Master Li killed 12 Jurchen Eight Banners?"

The Guan Ning iron cavalry retorted: "My lord, the Jurchen Eight Banners who were beheaded in the surprise attack on Shenyang City by Master Li this time were not 12."

"Sure enough, let me just say, the Jurchen Eight Banners are not so easy to kill."

"It seems that even if this letter is true, it is still a lie about military achievements."

Seeing the Liaodong military generals questioning the content of the letter, the Guanning iron cavalry seemed to have been slandered, and suddenly became bolder, shouting: "My lords, if the letter said that 12 people were beheaded, the number It’s really wrong, it’s not more, but less, the number of Jurchen Eight Banners killed by Mr. Li should be 12 people, if you count the Jurchens in the city, I think it’s more than 2000.”

Ignoring those Liaodong military generals who were absorbing their voices, this Guan Ning cavalry puffed out his chest, and told everything he knew about what they had done in Shenyang City during this period of time.

Listening to the narration of this Guanning iron cavalry, Sun Chengzong, Yuan Chonghuan, Zu Dashou, and all Liaodong generals were full of disbelief in their eyes.

"That's all the humble job knows." After finishing speaking, the Guan Ning cavalry stood back to the team and didn't say anything else.

After thinking for a long time, Sun Chengzong said slowly: "Unexpectedly, the wolf cavalry guards under Lord Li's command are so powerful. With only 10,000 cavalry, they dare to challenge [-]+ Jurchen Eight Banners."

After expressing his emotions, Sun Chengzong ordered: "Prepare chariots, horses and pawns, leave the customs to meet Master Li and his party, and to announce the good news to the capital, just say that Shenyang City has won a great victory, and send Master Li's letter to the capital."

287 Chapters of Gong Chuan Nine Sides (two in one chapter)

Shanhaiguan.

After confirming the authenticity of the letterhead.

Sun Chengzong prepared two teams, one with a small number of Kuaiqi, first galloped towards the direction of the capital, and the other led out of the pass under his personal leadership, to meet Li Mu's team outside the pass and returned victorious.

Because the number of teams leaving the customs is larger, it is a little troublesome to prepare and it will take some time.

The nine-riding Hongling courier, with red feathers on their backs, two riders per person, carrying Li Mu's letterhead, and the news of the surprise attack on Shenyang City, killing 12 soldiers, spread the smoke and dust all the way to the capital without touching the ground.

Daming really needed a victory to boost morale.

Whether it is the court or the people.

Compared with the Ningjin Great Victory, which cut thousands of heads, this Shenyang City Great Victory can boost the prestige of the imperial court and make the Ming Dynasty reunite in the hearts of the people.

This group of nine-riding red feather messengers will not stop along the way, and their mouths will not be idle, every time they pass through a town.

They would shout loudly: "Shenyang City is a great victory, and 12 Jurchen Eight Banners have been killed!"

When one person got tired of shouting, he replaced the other, and the nine took turns shouting this sentence all the way to the capital until Sun Chengzong's memorial and Li Mu's letterhead were sent to the Ministry of War in the capital.

The good news along the way naturally aroused countless cheers, and some excited people even chased the Hongling messenger for a while.

Beijing.

With the arrival of winter, the weather turns cold, and the people in the capital are habitually reluctant to leave their homes too early, and they always wait until the sun comes out before starting a day's work.

"Hey, brother, tell me, is the sky going to change this day? It seems that there are signs of snow."

The one who spoke was a craftsman who came out to look for work. Wearing thin clothes, he shrunk his neck involuntarily, covered his sleeves, and looked at the sky, full of worry.

For him, snowing is really not a good sign. If it is too cold, charcoal will become more expensive.

"It looks like this should be the first snow after winter. It should have snowed a long time ago. The weather a year ago made the old man puzzled. The crops in the field were too dry to grow well. There will be no more snow in winter. The next year's harvest will not be lost."

The old man who spoke to him seemed to be a farmer. The severe drought in the north at the beginning of the year also affected the capital to some extent, and the farmers here did not have a good harvest.

"Alas, complain about the cold weather, complain about the drought." The craftsman who spoke first was not angry, and each had his own worries. He clasped his hands together, looked up at the sky, and prayed: "God, God bless us ordinary people. Have something to eat, don't be like a child, change your face if you say you will."

The old farmer also clasped his hands together and worshiped God. He paid more attention to the news from the fields, and after sincerely praying to God, he said to the old brother he met when he went out.

"I heard that the drought in Shaanxi at the beginning of the year was worse than here in Beijing. It is said that God has cracked the land. There are cracks on the ground. Picking up a piece of soil is hard, and every family has no food. Fortunately, the imperial court thought of the people in Shaanxi and transferred food for disaster relief, so there was no starvation to death."

"Brother, you've heard it too, but I've heard that it's the imperial court that thinks about us people. It's the queen mother in the palace. When she heard that the people in Shaanxi had no food to eat, she became anxious. stand up."

As he said that, the craftsman said in a low voice: "It is said that the Queen Mother, after bathing and changing clothes one night, knelt down in front of the Buddha and Bodhisattva to beg, hoping to beg for some food for the people of Shaanxi to satisfy their hunger. The Bodhisattva really showed his spirit, and he was grateful for the kindness of the Queen Mother and her old man, so he gave the Queen Mother and her old man concocted a lot of rice in Shanxi, enough for the people of Shaanxi to eat for a year."

"Really?" The old farmer didn't quite believe it, it was too mysterious, he prayed to the Buddha and Bodhisattva for most of his life, but he didn't see any efficacies, now it's time to manifest?

"Of course." Seeing that the old farmer didn't believe him, the craftsman continued: "Brother, you only know how to take care of your little Susukida. It's not strange if you don't know. My brother told you that the Buddha and Bodhisattva not only gave the Queen Mother that night, but also the old man conjured Mi Shan, I also feel that the Empress Dowager has a heart for the people of Daming, and she has a heart of universal compassion. The Buddha and Bodhisattva gave Daming a new kind of grain. People from Shaanxi said that the new grain is particularly drought-resistant, and it will be harvested in the future. There will be more than wheat.”

Hearing the characteristics of the new grain, the old farmer was yearning for it, and enviously said: "If there is such a grain, I will give the old man some. The old man's few acres of Susukida can also have a good harvest."

"Yes, yes, the Empress Dowager is so merciful to the people of Shaanxi, let alone those of us who live in the capital, so close to the palace where the Empress Dowager lives, we can be regarded as neighbors, and we should take care of them more." Gong said with a smile.

The old farmer smiled and said in agreement: "That's good."