I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Soon after Cui Chengxiu went down, Fan Wencheng stepped forward and said:

"Congratulations to the Great Khan, the contract has been concluded. With this gift money, I can expand the Eight Banners, conquer Korea in the south, and Mongolia in Beiping!"

Everyone was also overjoyed and said in unison: "Congratulations to Kundulun Khan!"

Nurhachi couldn't restrain the joy in his heart anymore, he laughed loudly:

"The emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty still pay attention to face-saving skills! After withdrawing the troops and going back to recuperate, Ben Khan will send his troops to advance again and flatten Liaoyang!"

……

The next day, the secret performance of the peace talks was sent to the capital without stopping.

In the past few days, the temperature in the Forbidden City has been suddenly cold, and the sky is full of early summer rain. Many pedestrians have changed into autumn clothes, and even the people on the street are much less than usual.

Sitting in Xinuan Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao also felt a little cold.

Looking at the memorial, Wei Zhongxian took a few steps forward, gently put on Zhu Youxiao's coat, put a notebook on the imperial case, and said softly:

"Master, Cui Chengxiu has returned from Liaoyang's Mizuo."

Chapter 379 Preparing for War

Zhu Youxiao lowered his head and looked at the memorial again, seemingly inadvertently asking:

"what did he say?"

Wei Zhongxian didn't answer directly, but looked left and right, and winked at Wang Chaofu who was waiting outside. The latter was also sharp-eyed, and hurriedly called a group of Duren and eunuchs to retreat.

When only the Emperor Tianqi and himself were in the Xinuang Pavilion, Wei Zhongxian said: "The peace negotiation has been completed, Lord Tianzong is wise, and the establishment of slaves has fallen into your plan."

Zhu Youxiao's expression didn't change a bit, he still lowered his first letter to reply to the memorial submitted by the civil servants, and said:

"You are the roundworm in my stomach. I have always thought that you, Wei Zhongxian, are the ones who understand my thoughts the most."

Wei Zhongxian only thought that the emperor was praising himself for his ability to handle affairs, and said with a smile: "What the emperor said is that slaves and maidservants are ignorant of civil and military affairs, and they are ignorant of political affairs. The only thing they know is to share your majesty's worries."

"Then tell me, do you want me to go down this slope and make peace like this?" As for this, Zhu Youxiao paused his hands and slowly raised his eyes.

Wei Zhongxian's hair was straightened by this stare, and he said with a chuckle:

"The old slave doesn't understand military matters, and he doesn't know how the Liaodong War is going. The old slave just knows that Jiannu are all ambitious people."

"Even if the emperor takes this contract seriously, Jiannu might tear up the contract when Governor Zhu withdraws his army. These barbarians can do anything."

"The old slave was born in the market, and he is the most familiar with this principle."

Wei Zhongxian guessed a long time ago that the current emperor intends to negotiate a peace, not just a peace negotiation, but he didn't understand what Zhu Youxiao wanted to do before.

Looking at it now, it was as he had expected before, the emperor's peace talks were false, and it was true that he wanted to use the peace talks as a pretense to make Jiannu neglect his precautions.

In fact, the emperor had already planned in his heart to fight again!

It's just that I don't know how to deal with Cui Chengxiu after he comes back. Since he negotiated a peace in private and turned his back on him afterwards, he can't say that he left the customs with a secret order.

It seems that this pot has to be carried by our old Wei...

Zhu Youxiao can roughly guess the little Jiujiu in Wei Zhongxian's heart now. After hearing these words, he also understands that this guy has already guessed that his peace talks are fake, so he has been so honest during this period of time.

Zhu Youxiao didn't answer directly, but pointed to a tree in the distance of Xinuange, put down the brush, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what this is?"

Wei Zhongxian frowned, and replied, "Pine tree."

"What about that?" Zhu You pointed to the other side.

Wei Zhongxian was puzzled, and answered honestly: "Cypress tree."

Zhu Youxiao also pointed out that Wei Zhongxian answered again, until he repeated several times, Wei Zhongxian thought for a while, and then he answered: "The emperor forgives the sin, the old slave is too dim to recognize."

Zhu Youxiao was not angry, he walked outside Xinuan Pavilion and stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of a row of stone pillars, just like lush pines and cypresses, his words seemed to reveal a thousand firmness.

"This time, I will carry it myself."

"Pass down my secret decree and ask Cui Chengxiu to sign the contract with a formal ceremony. The day when the Jin army retreats will be the time for the decisive battle."

Wei Zhongxian was startled, and looked at the emperor silently for a while, then put down his thoughts of persuasion, lowered his head and said, "This old slave understands."

……

News of the peace talks spread like wildfire.

This battle has been fought for half a year, and countless soldiers in Liaodong spilled blood on the battlefield. The imperial court unexpectedly surrendered and gave gift money, and everyone who saw it was outraged.

Fifty miles west of Liaoyang City, the camp of the Liao army.

"The imperial court negotiated peace!"

"This matter is nonsense. How many brothers died along the way when we traveled thousands of miles to aid Liao? It's a good thing right now. The imperial court actually negotiated a peace just like that!"

"That's right, no one knows what's going on."

"Didn't you say a few days ago that the result of the court meeting was that the ministers did not agree to negotiate a peace? Could it be that the eunuchs deceived the saints and urged His Majesty to negotiate a peace?"

In the huge camp, there are voices of complaints and dissatisfaction everywhere, but it is far from the time to provoke a mutiny. After all, the majesty of Emperor Tianqi is still there.

This time, Ningxia sent [-] troops to the customs.

Zhu Xieyuan made great contributions in pacifying the Southwest, and was ordered to supervise the elite soldiers of the seven towns to leave the customs. He claimed to have an army of 20, and he had seven commanders and 36 generals. Wang Rujin was one of the seven towns that went out this time, and the chief soldier of Ningxia Town.

Recently, the news that Emperor Tianqi sent a secret decree to send Cui Chengxiu, Minister of the Ministry of War, to discuss peace with the slave chiefs spread throughout the camp.

Hearing this news, the soldiers didn't believe it at first, and then they complained. Although the generals were puzzled, they also tried their best to maintain the order in the camp. In addition, the supervisor Zhu Xieyuan didn't say a word about it, which made it even more confusing .

In the camp of Ningxia Town, there were [-] well-equipped soldiers living in a tent, and these people were all servants carefully selected by Wang Rujin.

"Since it's about negotiating a peace, why did the commander-in-chief ask us to polish our sharp knives recently, in case it's useful?" One person suddenly asked.

Hearing this, the rest of the people didn't understand either.

"Could it be that the commander-in-chief has other plans and wants to do another vote before signing the contract?"

"Hahaha, I still believe you say it's another handsome man, but our handsome man, this kind of thing is impossible, so let's go back to Ningxia obediently!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

Indeed, they are family members who know their own commander best. After Wang Rujin's defeat in Ningxia, his battles were not very heroic.

With Wang Rujin's temperament, this time it is most likely that he followed the army back to the customs. Many generals discussed in private, saying that they would vote for disobedience, but Wang Rujin, the commander-in-chief of Ningxia, would never participate in it.

In Ningxia, Wang Rujin's method of saving his life was obvious to the servants.

Li Guo had nothing to do, so he went to his family's tent to chat with Li Hongji.

As soon as he walked in, he saw that all the servants were frolicking, only Li Hongji sharpened his head, puzzled, and said:

"I'm about to sign a contract and withdraw the troops. Uncle, no matter how sharp your knife is, it's useless. Who are you going to fight?"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the couch and sighed heavily.

Li Hongji's eyes were shining brightly, he was still sharpening his knife meticulously, he raised his saber to look at the sunlight, and said lightly:

"You go back to sharpen your knife too."

Li Guo didn't lift his butt, he sat there and muttered: "Who are you going to kill? As cowardly as Wang Rujin is, does he dare to follow Dashuai Wang's disobedience to beat the Tartars?"

Li Hongji glanced at him and scolded: "You're a prisoner of death, if I tell you to grind it, you can grind it. You can't stop talking."

"When I become the general manager, you still have to be a soldier!"

"What are you afraid of? Uncle, if you become the general manager, then I have to be a corporal leader! Hehe, uncle, don't you think so?" Li Guo was not angry when he was scolded, but laughed out loud.

Seeing Li Hongji staring back again, Li Guo patted his buttocks and stood up, walking and said: "It's okay, it's okay! You have to grind, I have to go back to pack the bedroll, so as to save the hassle of withdrawing troops in a few days!"

Li Hongji was also amused by Li Guo's tiger appearance, seeing Li Guo leaving the camp, he kept silent and continued to sharpen his knife.

Withdrawal?

I don't know why, but although it was said recently that a contract was to be signed and the troops were to be withdrawn, Li Hongji always felt that things were not that simple.

The generals in the camp were all nervous, and they didn't make any arrangements for the withdrawal of the troops. The transfer of troops did not seem to be withdrawing at all, but rather like preparing for war!

3 Chapter Eighty

On the second day, Cui Chengxiu was signing a contract with the slave chieftain in Houjin Daying in the capacity of Minister of the Ministry of War, and finally confirmed the regulations.

This is the first peace negotiation between Ming and Jin, and it was approved by the emperor's decree, so both sides seem to attach great importance to it.

Xiong Tingbi and Nurhachi stopped their troops to make peace, and the 20 troops to aid Liao were also stationed in the camp for several days without moving an inch.

However, it was at this time that Zhu Xieyuan suddenly raised his account to summon the seven commanders and 36 generals, saying that he was going to deploy troops.

"Beat the drum to raise the account!"

As the pacesetters moved around, the long-silent camp of the Liao army rang out the muffled sound of drums, and after a while, the generals arrived neatly dressed in helmets and armor.

The seven generals had already received the news. They had been silent for the past few days, and were almost considered cowards by the soldiers below. Now they finally changed their appearance and started a new life.

As for the other 36 generals from all over the country, they were both surprised and delighted. No one expected it beforehand, and no one thought that this kind of thing would really happen.

Until they stood in the tent of the superintendent, they were not very sure that they would send troops.

Zhu Xieyuan walked into the big tent, and gave everyone a reassurance when he came up. He held Shangfang's sword behind his back and said loudly:

"Your Majesty's secret decree, ordered me to lead the army to aid the Liao Dynasty, to sign a contract on the peace agreement, and set up an ambush on the day when Houjin withdraws, and we must wipe out the slave army!"

"The first task of sending troops this time is to fight the slave army!"

Hearing this, the generals in the border town are all at ease now, it turns out that all this is just the emperor's plan to invite the emperor into his urn!

I just said, how could the emperor condescend to make peace with the slave chiefs?

Zhu Xieyuan looked at the generals below and felt at ease.

In fact, right now he has a lot of talents in his hands, and many "talented men" in the Ming military circle have been transferred here, ready to show their talents outside the Liaodong Great Wall.

The commander-in-chief Jiang Rang, Jiang Bi, Zhang Wanbang, Wang Wei, Xiao Ruxun, Guo Qin, and Jiang Shuang are all well-known military commanders.

The 36 Mongolian and Han border generals in the border town who obeyed orders under the tent also all had their own real skills, so they would sit in the seat of the border town general.

In addition, there are more than a hundred deputy generals, generals, guerrilla generals, deputy generals, and generals in each town. There are hundreds of generals and schools of different ranks.

These people are all brightly armored, armed with knives and guns, and they are all indisputable masters in their respective jurisdictions, but right now they are quietly waiting for the dispatch of themselves, the Great Ming Supervisor.

Zhu Xieyuan has guarded the southwest for more than ten years, and he has never fought such a battle of wealth!

Zhu Xieyuan glanced at Jiang Rang, the general soldier of Yulin, and paused for a moment, but he didn't show any joy or dissatisfaction.

His eyes continued to look down, and he came to a strong general, and suddenly shouted:

"Jizhou Chief Soldier Wang Wei!"

Wang Wei was shocked, stepped out and said: "The end is here!"

"Order your Jizhou army to be the vanguard. After the army goes out, go straight to the army after the establishment of the slaves, and cooperate with the rest of the soldiers to pursue. Remember, don't go deep alone!"

"Yes!"

After Wang Wei clasped his fists, he immediately returned.

Zhu Xieyuan nodded, paced back and forth in the tent, and said solemnly:

"The governor plans to divide our army into five groups. The first three groups are for chasing and advancing together, and the last two groups are for ambush, and they will wave their troops to cover up the kill!"

"After the first Jizhou army attacked, the second Yulin army ran to Huangniwa, passed Chang'an Fort, and went straight to Shenyang along the Hun River, opening up the Liaoshen passage!"

Jiang Rang came out and said, "Obey!"

"The third route is the main force for this battle. The Xuanzhen Army, Datong Army, Ningxia Army and Ben Dushi's battalion are heading straight for the slave chieftain!"

Three more people and more than ten generals came out and said in unison: "The last general obeys orders!"

"The fourth route goes down from Changning Fort, passes through Anshan Station, and sets up an ambush on Qianshan Mountain. After defeating the slave army, don't love to fight or pursue. Go to Liaoyang quickly and join Xiong Tingbi's headquarters in Liaodong Economic Strategy to break the siege of Liaoyang."

Speaking of this, Zhu Xieyuan smiled and said:

"The fifth route is dominated by the troops and horses of the second towns of Guyuan and Gansu. General Guo, my supervisor intends to trouble you to lead this fourth route army. Jiang Shuang, the commander-in-chief of Gansu, and Yu Chengming, the deputy commander-in-chief of Lintao, will go with you."

Guo Qin's expression was indifferent, without the excitement of the crowd, he stepped out of the line, and said calmly: "Please rest assured, the supervisor, the general will live up to his trust in the end!"

Guo Qin was born as a member of the army and joined the army with a pen. He used his troops prudently, unlike those pure warriors, Zhu Xieyuan was more at ease.

The five-way army has been decided, and all the generals are all smiling, with high ambitions, thinking in their minds that this battle must be recorded as a record of meritorious service, so as to show their prestige.

Zhu Xieyuan gathered his mind, turned around, picked up Shangfang's sword, and held it up high. Seeing this, all the generals gathered together, laughed and waited respectfully.