I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"You get up."

As soon as Zhu Youxiao raised his head, he signaled to An Bangyan that he didn't need to kneel anymore, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "But I heard that you, An Bangyan, have been restless in Guizhou recently."

"Someone said that Master Hong Wu told you to settle down and not go back to Shuixi to deal with the government affairs of the Xuanwei Department for non-private matters, but now you stay in Shuixi almost every day, forgetting this rule."

"But there is such a thing..."

Zhu Youxiao picked up the imperial sword on his waist and slowly pulled it out. The knife in his eyes seemed to be a thousand times, ten thousand times sharper than a sword.

"No, I haven't forgotten—" An Bangyan was terrified, and hurriedly said: "The teachings of Master Hongwu, my An family will never forget for generations!"

"It must be someone with a heart, who is bewitching the crowd with evil words, just like what happened to Ma Ye."

"Hahaha."

Zhu Youxiao put the sword back, helped An Bangyan up, pointed at him and said with a smile: "You, although I am not Emperor Hongwu, I am not that unreasonable person either. Get up."

"Someone said that you, An Bangyan, were disloyal to me. You contacted She Chongming privately. One was in Chongqing and the other was in Guizhou. They rebelled one after the other. They wanted to divide my southwest territory of Ming Dynasty."

Speaking of this, An Bangyan was already breaking out in cold sweat, guilty of not daring to look at each other.

"But what did I answer him, can you guess?" Zhu Youxiao sneered a few times, and without waiting for An Bangyan to reply, he slapped the table and said angrily:

"I told that person that the An family's relationship with Daming is beyond your comprehension!"

"In the southwest, he can rebel against extravagance and Chongming, and even most chieftains can rebel, but An Bangyan can't!"

"Why?"

"Because he is a member of the An family. The An family and Daming are good monarchs and ministers, and they are even better brothers! This southwest, Da Ming was originally entrusted to the An family. How could he turn against it?"

At the end, Zhu Youxiao's demeanor returned to calm, he sat back on the throne, and said flatly: "I cut that man off."

Immediately, staring at An Bangyan, Song Wanhua, and An Xiaoliang in front of him, he said word by word:

"An Bangyan, I believe in you."

……

PS: Some people say that Xu Keqiu's plot is too deliberate.In fact, I didn’t do it deliberately when I wrote it. I found out that this kind of thing and this kind of person actually happened at that time.I can only say that people like Xu Keqiu and Zhang Xun were quite common at the time.

Chapter 114

That night, An Bangyan, who returned to the camp, sat quietly for a while, drank a lot, but didn't say a word.

The excited expression before the emperor's eyes just now disappeared, replaced by one as deep as water.

An Xiaoliang couldn't bear his temper at first, stepped forward and said: "Brother, we, just sold Shechongming like this?"

An Bangyan poured another glass of wine.

Seeing this, An Xiaoliang, who was already in a hurry, snatched the wine glass with his hands, threw it on the ground, and said loudly: "What time is it, the emperor is not far away, still drink!"

"If you say something, do you think it's wrong?"

"I ask you, why did you come this time, do you remember?"

"I remember."

An Bangyan swallowed, he heard a strange sound from his throat, and said in a deep voice:

"But rebellion...is it that easy?"

"According to your point of view, planning for more than a year, meeting the little emperor today, all of them are not counted?"

Shuidong Xuanfu made Song Wanhua get up abruptly, and said with a sneer, "If I knew you, An Bangyan, were so timid and fearful, my Shuidong Song family should directly fight with the chieftains!"

With that said, he was about to go out.

"Stop!" An Bangyan lowered his head, holding the wine glass he had just picked up in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Hehe, you really take yourself seriously."

"In Guizhou, I, An Bangyan, said east. No one dared to go west. I didn't let you go. I bet you dare not step out of this camp gate."

As the words fell, two chieftain soldiers stopped at the door. Song Wanhua was startled, turned around immediately, and sneered at him:

"Why, are you going to start working as a lackey for the little emperor?"

An Bangyan acted fiercely, and Song Wanhua felt a little cowardly, but at this point, he still pretended to be tough, saying:

"An Bangyan, you have to know that for more than a year, my Shuidong family is not the only chieftain who has been dissatisfied with the court and participated in the plan."

"If you say you don't do it, you don't do it, where will we be placed!"

"No matter how powerful your An family is, it won't be able to stop our dozen or so families from attacking us. Let me advise you, don't make people angry."

"At that time, the little emperor will make you an outcast again, and you will have nowhere to cry!"

"Even if you Shui Xi'an don't rebel, we will too!"

An Bangyan stared down at the empty wine glass in his hand with a stern expression. He sat on a chair and carefully looked at his own shadow at the bottom of the glass.

An Xiaoliang, who was standing on the left, also had a change of expression.

Suddenly, An Bangyan's expression changed. When Song Wanhua saw it, his expression was first stunned, and then turned to fear and anxiety.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Use your head to show your loyalty to the little emperor."

An Bangyan finally made up his mind, he pulled out the dagger on his calf, pierced it straight into Song Wanhua's lower abdomen, and said expressionlessly:

"My An family has never discussed with you such a rebellious and immoral thing, why did you say that?"

Song Wanhua's face was gloomy, remorseful, he didn't say a word, just sat down on the ground, convulsed several times, and finally died completely.

An Xiaoliang understood what he meant, stared and said: "In this way, Shuidong will settle down with us, and we will never die. Have you made up your mind?"

"Think about it."

An Bangyan watched coldly, until Song Wanhua was completely silent, then he beckoned his men to pack up the corpse, cut off the head and put it in the box.

He walked out of the camp with his hands behind his back, and said lightly:

"Song Wanhua brought more than 2000 people, including more than a dozen loyal leaders. You take people to deal with them."

"Then, come face to face with me."

An Xiaoliang looked at him for a while, sighed, nodded, picked up the knife standing by the table, and left silently.

……

It was night, several miles away from the Ming army's camp, there was a sudden cry of killing.

"Shuidong Song's family intends to rebel!"

"The Shui'an family is loyal to the imperial court and suppresses rebellion and bandits for His Majesty the Emperor!"

A cry burst out in the dark night, An Xiaoliang was riding on the horse, holding the rein in his hand, and behind him, countless black shadows attacked the unprepared Shuidong Tusi camp.

Chieftain chieftains who were loyal to Song Wanhua came out one after another and asked each other in shock.

"What's going on, the Ming army is here?"

When asked, the man shook his head, then kicked the chieftain soldier beside him, and shouted: "Go and see what's going on, you can't fight for a long time, and you don't even know who the enemy is."

"Xuanfu Envoy was killed by An Bangyan, and he wants to vote for the court!" Someone ran back and said hastily, with color on his face.

One person stared blankly, tightly holding the chieftain soldier who passed on the message, and kept repeating: "It's true, An Bangyan sold us all!?"

When the news came, many people looked in disbelief.

"What about him, this An Bangyan, when everyone in Guizhou advised him to start the uprising at the same time as She Chongming, he shirked the blame and insisted on waiting for the She army to take Chengdu before starting an uprising. I think there is something wrong with him."

"It's all right now, we are like sheep at the mouth of a tiger!"

While the chieftains who were loyal to Shuidong spoke, the rest of the chieftains looked at each other a few times, and their eyes were no longer so firm.

In fact, many people's ideas are not too different from An Bangyan's.

Judging from the military strength and lineup of the imperial court's personal conquest this time, it will be difficult for She Chongming to survive this year. With the Guizhou uprising, can he beat this personal conscript army?

What's more, there are still Ming troops such as the Baigan Army in the local area, and they are coming continuously.

Just as he was hesitating, the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, but it was An Xiaoliang who led more than [-] chieftain troops from Shuixi and Uzzah, rushing towards this side in a dense manner.

In the distance, there were even more flames. After a simple mobilization of the Ming army camp, Chen Ce, the commander-in-chief, led a Ming army cavalry rumbled out in smoke and dust.

This team of about a thousand cavalrymen of the Ming army stayed a few miles away, quietly watching the chieftain army's cannibalism.

Sitting on the horse, Chen Ce also felt that it was really surprising. His eyes were shining brightly, and he said:

"An Bangyan really voted for the court?"

Liu Yuanbin held the reins in his hand and followed behind him. Hearing this, he was also a little worried, and said, "I'm afraid An Bangyan won't stay in Guizhou with peace of mind..."

"His appetite will get bigger and bigger. Now it's Shuixihou, what if he wants to become king?"

"Shut up!" Chen Ce glanced at him and said, "You only entered the Yongwei Camp last year, what do you know? You shouldn't say it, so don't say more!"

Liu Yuanbin also knew that he had said something wrong, but he and Chen Ce had known each other for a long time, so he was not overly nervous, he just smiled and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"General, there is no movement in front, shall I show someone to take a look?"

Chen Ce nodded with a stern face, and looked at Liu Yuanbin who led hundreds of riders forward, and smiled gratifiedly.

This kid is good at horsemanship, and he is most suitable for commanding the cavalry. It was with great difficulty that he got him from Qi Jin into his own hands.

It is said that when the Yongwei Battalion was first established, Liu Yuanbin became the team officer of the cavalry by his own ability?

Tsk, this starting point is much stronger than when I was born in two martial arts exams and one Jinshi.

The Yongwei Battalion was selected from the three major battalions and the guards of the imperial army, and the same group as Liu Yuanbin was outstanding, as well as Kaiyuan guard Huang Degong.

Thinking of this, Chen Ce shook his head, but it was a pity that he came a step late, he had been snatched by Qi Jin to be the commander of the personal army.

The rest, as well as Zhou Yuji, the orthodox leader of the Musketeers of the Yongwei Battalion, is also a good seedling and will become a great weapon in the future.

Just thinking of this, Liu Yuanbin led the cavalry to go in and kill a circle, and came back with long-lost excitement on his face, holding a human head in his hand, and said:

"Exciting, very enjoyable!"

Chen Ce still had a straight face, and said, "What did you tell you to do?"

When Liu Yuanbin heard this, his expression immediately calmed down, and he hung the bloody head, which ordinary people avoid, on another horse, and said with a smile:

"General, An Bangyan didn't come. It was An Xiaoliang from Usa Chieftain who led the troops. When I arrived, Shuidong Chieftain's entire army was defeated, but more than 3000 people surrendered. What should we do?"

Chen Ce was taken aback when he heard this.

"More than 3000 people surrendered?"

"This can't be eaten by An Bangyan. I'll go to meet An Xiaoliang. You go back and report the news to His Majesty."

Chapter 115 We Are Guilty

The night was thick, but the inside and outside of the camp were brightly illuminated by the fire.

An Xiaoliang looked around, confirmed that the battle was over, put the bloody knife back into its sheath, and let go of the horse's reins.

Hearing the report from his own soldiers that he had captured thousands of prisoners, he was very happy, and he rushed to one of them and asked:

"You, who is the leader?"

The captives of Shuidong chieftain only wanted to survive at this time, when they heard An Xiaoliang's question, the leading chieftains looked at each other, afraid of losing their lives, they dared to stand up.

"Don't talk—" An Xiaoliang sneered a few times, "Okay."

Immediately, he picked up a Shuidong chieftain soldier who had surrendered, and stabbed him to death without any explanation.

The smell of blood stimulated the nerves of the prisoners, but at this moment, An Xiaoliang picked up another person.

The body on the ground hadn't cooled down yet, and the chieftain soldier who was picked up immediately peed in his pants, shaking his fingers and pointing at a man behind him who was drawing circles on the ground with his head sullen.

"He, he is..."

An Xiaoliang sneered, and a chieftain soldier brought the chieftain to him.

"I told you to come out, why don't you come out."

Now that the chieftain had been captured, he was not afraid at all, he straightened his neck and said, "Afraid of death!"

An Xiaoliang was amazed, and asked again: "Why are you not afraid of death now?"

"If you die, you won't be afraid of death!"