Zhu Youjian: Taizu has an order! kill!

"Of course it's natural. There's no guarantee that we can succeed in a war."

"Anyway, this time we are just pretending to attack and not really fighting."

"Even if it fails in the end, it will consume a lot of Ming Manzi's potential."

"Mr. Fan, just use your methods."

"You will definitely not lose money. It just depends on how much you can make."

How could Fan Wencheng's little thoughts be hidden from Huang Taiji.

Seeing the old fox speaking so carefully, Huang Taiji rolled his eyes and was speechless.

That’s all, this kind of thing depends on God’s will.

All Fan Wencheng can do is increase the chance of King Chu's success.

Whether it can work or not depends on whether God will give you this face.

However, he believes that Ming Manzi cannot be lucky every time his country's fortunes decline.

Chongzhen's child's rebellious behavior this time may be the chance to end him completely!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Then the slave is going to get busy!"

Fan Wencheng let out a breath and quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Originally, given his character, he didn't like to be so aggressive. The most he could do was let Huang Taiji put pressure at the border.

Even if it doesn't work out in the end, he can't be blamed for this.

But with the arrival of those geniuses from Beizong, Fan Wencheng always felt that his position was not secure.

Although Huang Taiji had made him the prime minister, he knew that this was just Huang Taiji's way of checking and balancing.

If you want to truly gain a foothold, you must show your true abilities!

What is true ability?

In Huang Taiji, military merit is the real skill!

As long as he gets military honors, he will be able to speak with a strong backbone!

But if you want military glory, you have to fight for it.

For the sake of one's own future, for the sake of honoring one's ancestors.

Fan Wencheng thought for a long time before he decided to take the initiative!

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle!

Anyway, whether King Chu can succeed this time depends on these two weeks.

He doesn't need to line up with Zhu Youjian in the north.

His opponent was just an exaggerated Qin Liangyu.

She is just a woman, how can he be afraid?

Just use her white pole army to achieve her status in the Qing Dynasty!

Kowtowed to Huang Taiji and thanked him.

After Fan Wencheng returned home without stopping, he immediately sent a letter to Wuchang.

He already had a complete plan on how to revolt and how to capture Nanjing.

As long as this King of Chu is not a pig, the chance of success is still very high.

"Zhu Youjian, Zhu Youjian..."

"After all, it's just a little kid who's missing the city."

"This time I will let you know what it means to be a great power game without any flaws!"

When the letter was sent, Fan Wencheng stood by the window, looking at the sun outside the window and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

Pity.

If Zhu Youjian took over as soon as possible, he might not even come to Huang Taiji to find a job.

If he had assisted him, the Ming Dynasty would have been slaughtered by now, and all the nations would have come to court...

What a pity!

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Just when Fan Wencheng was about to micro-manage the King of Chu to give Zhu Youjian a big attack.

Inside Nanjing.

The government office, which has been under martial law for many days, has been extremely lively these days.

Carloads of gold and silver kept arriving, and the government's warehouse was almost overcrowded.

King Zhou has handed over all his land and silver.

But Wen Tiren failed to do what he asked him to do.

In the entire south, except for him, King Zhou, no prince chose to spend money to settle matters.

They were all like little deaf and blind people, cowering away and ignoring people.

In this regard, Zhu Gongzhen was helpless.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

You can die as you please, just don't hold me back!

"So, this King of Zhou has run away with his family?"

"He understands people."

On this day, Wen Tiren, who was at work, looked at the information handed over by Tian Ergeng with a funny expression.

This week, after the king transported the land and money to Nanjing, he kidnapped himself and entered the capital.

He said he was going to the Ancestral Temple to kneel down and be punished for his actions.

When he received the news, Zhu Gongzhen had already taken more than 100 members of his family on the road.

"Master Wen, do you want to capture him?"

"After all, things in the south are not finished yet."

Next to him, Tian Ergeng couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wen Tiren didn't seem to care.

He always felt that all these princes were beheaded.

If King Zhou ran away to the capital, would His Majesty blame Jin Yiwei for not doing things well and letting people go?

"forget it."

"The affairs in the south have nothing to do with him anymore."

"Your Majesty wants to kill people, but not all of them."

"For a sensible person like King Zhou, Your Majesty will not kill him but will also reward him."

"It's okay to leave. Let Your Majesty have a headache."

"Our focus now is on these unrepentant ironheads."

"It's impossible to say that this chief assistant will become the first person in the history of the Ming Dynasty to leave his name in history by killing the prince of the Ming Dynasty."

Wen Tiren waved his hand and told Tian Ergeng to keep his heart in mind.

That King of Zhou is so sensible, how could your Majesty cause trouble for him?

The real headaches are the remaining princes who are pretending to be stupid.

It’s hard to understand when you’ve been given a chance and still don’t understand.

To be honest, if it weren't for His Majesty's plan, given his character, he really wouldn't want to cause trouble to these princes.

If not, you might end up taking the blame.

"Okay, Mr. Wen, whatever you say will be whatever you say."

"Anyway, His Majesty said, let me follow your arrangements."

"But now the matter in Suzhou City has come to an end."

"Feng Ying and others will enter Nanjing tomorrow, why don't we take action?"

Fine...

You are the chief assistant and you have the final say.

Tian Ergen thought about it and stopped worrying about it.

This old guy is holding the Emperor's Sword, and his power is boundless now.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

If it's done well, all the credit goes to him, but if it's not done well, it's all his fault.

"Have you checked the list?"

After hearing this, Wen Tiren tapped his fingers on the table twice before asking.

He has been in Nanjing for a few days, and the situation here is far more complicated than he thought.

"Basically sound."

"But if Master Feng's arrest method is followed, the scale of the implication may be several times greater than that in Suzhou City."

"But we have enough manpower. The White Army is just outside the city. Even if they want to rebel, it will be too late."

Tian Ergen nodded and took out two small notebooks from his sleeves.

After spreading it out, he placed it in front of Wen Tiren.

These little notebooks are densely packed with names.

Just looking at it makes one's scalp tingle.

"Nanjing is the old capital after all."

"It's a big but normal situation."

"Um..."

"Put the list away and send another 3,000 white troops into the city."

"They will take over the city defense from today on."

"Besides, if you spread the news again, just tell me to wait for another day."

"If he surrenders, he will be given a lighter sentence!"

Wen Tiren glanced at it for a few times before returning the reconciliation book to Tian Ergen.

After thinking for a moment, he gave the order.

Things must be done, but he has to find a way to take less of the blame.

If Feng Ying is coming, let him carry it.

I see that he has an unusual bone structure and that he was born to take the blame.