Chapter 133 The of the trend

"This is the spirit of King Wu and Chu? This is the tiger rushing and dragon plate? Hehe. It's very ordinary." The old sage Wei Wuya looked at the towering walls of Nanjing City, bared her teeth and commented on the most solid and vast city wall in the world: "No matter what kind of world it is, you can't count on defense. If you really want to do something big, you have to keep attacking, attacking, and attacking again. Our loyalty... is my boss, and he has always been the most important thing in attack. Hi, you can't understand this, have my goods shipped here?"

"Master Wei, you dare not delay your small goods at all. You have already shipped 300 people in the early stage. I guess there will be 300 people coming later today. The city gates are open and closed these days. If they come late, they will probably not arrive until tomorrow." Fu Ruilong is the leader of the Pan family and Zhejiang businessmen. In order to take care of Wei Wuya, the "big merchant", the selected friends are the most capable and the most skillful. If you have any instructions from Master Wei, please do it immediately without a joke.

"Tomorrow is OK, I'm not in a hurry." The old charlatan shook the broken fan that he had used for many years, slowly wandering around the city.

The battle in Yangzhou shocked the world. The army to die against the Qing army, and the market has long been rumored to be like a boiling oil. Even beggars who beg for food on the streets know that the army to die is the pillar of the nation and the country's casino. What is the vision of the old head of Pan? Can you still not see that the army to die is about to soar into the sky?

As the leader of Zhejiang businessmen, Pan Shenxing went to Huaiyang to help the battle, and had long given the various semicolons of the thirteen families in Nanjing.

The shopkeeper who can stand alone in Nanjing City is not easy to see. I have heard that Zhongcheng Bo has led hundreds of thousands of Yangzhou people across the river to the south, and even the news of leaving Zhenjiang has spread. There are so many possible things that can be found in the future, and if they think about it, they can know a rough idea. If they don’t understand what to do, let alone being the shopkeeper of Furuilong, they will even be too clumsy and dull even as a servant serving tea and pouring water.

As Zhongchengbo's "chief think tank" and as the "military advisor" who went to the death, since he knew that Yizhen, the big transit station was about to give up, the development of the situation in the future has been clear. How can he not know Zhongchengbo's strategy?

If we say that the old charlatan Wei Wuya is the one who has no loyalty and nostalgia for the Ming Dynasty.

The change of the country and the dynasty was not a great thing. Seeing that the Zhu family's country was already in turmoil and only half of the Jiangnan area was left, Wei Wuya really didn't feel sorry for her at all. Instead, the heroic spirit of a chaotic world was born in the heart.

If the world is not chaotic, how can a talent like me, Lao Wei, show it?

My old Wei has been wandering for so many years, and I am waiting for this opportunity. Although I am old Wei, I have such a virtue, in fact, I also have millions of military strategies and strategies in my heart. It is normal for me to go to the Lingyan Pavilion to go to the Lingyan Pavilion. But I don’t have the opportunity.

As Yizhen, the logistics hub of the Yangzhou War, the importance of the strategic position cannot be overstated. Suddenly, he received news that Zhou Wenyuan destroyed the city and drove the people. The old sage immediately understood. The battle in Yangzhou was settled, and the grand strategic direction of the army to die would soon be shifted.

The Yangzhou War was already aroused by everyone in the world. Although the impact of this battle was of great importance, it was actually just paving the way for further strategic policies.

I was willing to take a risk in the midst of the Million Army and traveled thousands of miles with the prince. Isn’t this what I was trying to do?

The old charlatan keenly felt that the situation was about to change. When Yi Zhen Zhou Wenyuan was preparing to evacuate as a whole, he immediately prepared and sent someone to contact Zhongshengbo.

Sure enough, he deserves the title of Chief Military Advisor, and Wei Wuya's action plan was recognized by Li Si and highly praised.

"Haha, sometimes the charlatan can see farther than the gods." When he thought that his eyes could finally walk ahead of Li Si one after another, Wei Wuya was so excited that he couldn't control himself and immediately took action.

"Zhongsheng Bo, Zhongsheng Bo, if you want to say that the general trend is like watching the pattern on your palm, you are a little better than me, Lao Wei. If you want to say that you are the lowest-class method of calculating and taking drugs behind the scenes, you are still not as good as mine." The old chariot "Zi'er" in the ace of Kuiguang Pavilion, drinking a little wine "Zi'er" in the mouth of Kuiguang Pavilion, throwing a five-spice bean into your mouth from time to time. He felt a lot of emotion and was even a little excited, with the unique excitement before doing a big thing...

"The flags are bright in five colors, and the golden drums are swaying to the eight wildernesses. The leader wears a phoenix-winged helmet, a golden kirin armor, a green horse under his crotch to drive the clouds, and five skewers in his palms. But which kind of fierce general is so majestic? But whose loyal ministers are so sincere..." A restaurant like Kuiguang Pavilion, which is a little higher-level, always talks about books and sings. At this time, the table is singing local white songs, a huqin and a pipa, and the two are singing while playing. There are some market slang songs in the Nanjing dialect, and they interact with the audience below during the singing process, which is very lively.

"It's the loyal uncle who has arrived." The drinker below immediately shouted.

The singer on the stage pressed the strings of the piano and continued to recite the white: "You all guessed it well. It is my Ming Dynasty's white jade pillars and purple gold beams, and the loyal Bo Li Si and General Li..."

The story books such as "The Legend of Ming" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" have been singing for hundreds of years. Now the Yangzhou war is attracting attention, and the gentlemen who sang the songs have followed the trend. In a few days, a new play "Loyal Bo Qianli to the Huai River" was released.

As soon as this play was released, people immediately became intoxicated and rewarded. Sing a piece of loyalty to Yangzhou and could receive copper coins that they could not receive in the past three or five days.

The Ming Dynasty declined to its present level and surrendered everywhere. It was rare for a great hero like Li Si to come out of nowhere. He did a hero that was so arrogant that he naturally sang wonderfully and was fascinated by listening to it.

What everyone loves to hear is the exciting part of the three hundred rounds of Li Si and Duoduo's battle. The prostitute who sells songs also likes to tell this joke. He immediately started to tell the pipa: "The two armies have set up war drums in front of the formation, and the three armies shout to show their power. General Li really wants to stabilize the world, and he really wants to make up for the country... The Duoduo who killed him was both brave and brave, and fled in panic. At the place where the flags were displayed, the soldiers who went to the death were like tigers and horses, and they killed the Tartar soldiers sorrowful that they were miserable and misty, crying for their parents and retreating for three hundred miles..."

"It's good to kill, so relieve your anger."

"This time I wrote this book to relieve my chest's depression. I have invited me to moisten my mouth tea."

The song seller smiled and thanked the reward. Wei Wuya below almost laughed out loud: "It turns out that Li Si was a person like a golden beam and jade pillar in the Ming Dynasty. He fought for three hundred rounds. It was really the words of the common people..."

No matter what, the common people at the foot of the emperor regarded Li Si as a great hero. The people's hearts and expectations have been fought for. What they do in the future depends on their skills and strength.

Diagonally opposite Kuiguang Pavilion is the Han Palace, built before the Emperor of the Zhu family became emperor. In recent years, there were no soldiers guarding him, and there were people working in small business to make a living. There were also a few beggars dozing off in the shade next to the door...

A green sedan chair lived at the gate of the Han Palace. A middle-aged scholar came down from the sedan chair and was looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

"Ye Yetai, the guests you are waiting for are here. Should we go and welcome them?" Fu Ruilong's guy whispered.

"What are you going to welcome? I'm not here to beg him. You bring him in to see me." The old charlatan knew very well that the key to negotiation was to see who had more chips in his hand, so he was not in a hurry at all.

Fu Ruilong's friend quickly ran out in small steps and said a few words to the middle-aged scholar. The scholar followed him into Wei Wuya's Accord.

The scholar wore a long-sleeved, collarless shirt with a scholar's sleeve, revealing the snow-white collar inside. The black beard under the jaw was neatly combed neatly and had a tender and white complexion. At a glance, he knew that he was a wealthy person with a pampered and generous place.

"Li Bin."

"Wei Wuya."

The two sides exchanged their names in a simple and clear manner. The Furuilong, who was serving around, knew that the two were going to discuss major issues, so they quickly went out.

Li Bin looked at Wei Wuya with a dark and vulgar appearance, and looked up and down several times.

"What? Lord Li is afraid that I am a Xibei product?" Wei Wuya teased easily.

"Where are," Li Bin called out: "Although I have never seen Lord Wei, the murderous aura of the guards at the door cannot be concealed. Apart from the death army, there are such a mighty man?"

The bloody and brave aura on the soldiers who went to the death was like a cone, and even if they were in the bag, they could not hide their sharpness. This murderous aura that could last for a hundred battles was not something that anyone could easily pretend.

Besides, the Pan family in Zhejiang has a large industry in Beijing and dare not joke about such a big thing. Even if the Pan family has a paste in their heads, there will be no paste in Lu Wang, right?

Zhejiang merchants were in the middle and threaded their needles to promote this meeting between the army to die and the officials in Nanjing. Who doesn’t know that the interests of the prince and Lu Wang are involved?

Now that Jiang, Ning's Donglin Party members were hit by Ma, Ruan couldn't raise their heads. The situation was so dangerous. Who else could they count on?

The only thing you can count on is the orthodox Ming Dynasty in Xingshan Temple.

But no one in the world knows that the prince’s confidence and trump card is the army to die. If he leaves the army to die, Hongguang will be able to put the prince and others under house arrest for the rest of his life.

Nowadays, the people of the people are surging and the people of Donglin in Ning also noticed that a major change is imminent. In secret, King Lu from Two Zhejiang was promoted and hit it off with Wei Wuya, the "special envoy" who went to the death army.

The situation of Ma and Ruan Dangdao should also be changed, and the orthodox Ming Dynasty should be unified.

The big men in high positions naturally could not come forward at this time. If some small fish and shrimp characters came out to the death, they would definitely not look down on them, so they collectively elected Li Bin.

Lord Li Bin Li, the official in Zhenggenzi, was the fourth-rank official censor of the official bureau. His position was not very large or too small. The key is that Lord Li Bin Li hated Ma and Ruan and others to the core, and was the best candidate to act as a front pawn.

Now the Zuodu Censor is a decoration, let alone the Chief Censor. That pitiful salary is not enough to buy makeup for his wife. I want to make some gifts for the New Year, but who would give gifts to such a low-level censor who has no real power?

Lord Li Bin also knew that this would definitely not work. He spent all his family's wealth and cleared his relationship, and finally got a real job. As long as he was casually placed outside as an official, he would be rich enough, which would be much better than being angry in Beijing.

Perhaps it was because the gift was not given enough, or perhaps it was because Ma Shiying didn't take Lord Li Bin seriously and let him down as a governor.

The governor is also a stalemate. He can't be as fat as he can. Many people are jealous and covet. Li Bin scolded Ma Shiying, and scolded all the eight generations of ancestors of the Ma family.

"Henan Governor, his mother Ma Shiying asked me to be the Henan Governor. Why didn't he say that I would be the Nine Gates Admiral in Beijing?"

Who doesn’t know the current situation? The entire northern part of Henan is in the hands of the Qing army, and the southern half of Henan is also in chaos. It’s just a blink of an eye to get into the Qing Dynasty. At this time, sending Li Bin to be the governor of Henan is a total joke.

Yes, the imperial court still had nominal control over the world, but the imperial court could not even control Jiangnan, so he even let the governor of Henan go over. What is the difference between this and the appointment of the governor of Beizhili? It must have been a man of the sword before he took office.

"Mr. Li, can you help release the prince?" Since you are here to discuss business, you have to ask for the price first. Wei Wuya doesn't want to talk too much with these high-sounding Donglin people who are full of righteousness. What's the use of talking about the scattered things? Both parties have to exert real interests in exchange.

"We cannot make the decision to guard Xingshan Temple." Li Bin whispered: "Mr. Wei came here this time and was said to have brought hundreds of elite soldiers who went to the death, but they can't fight against the little bit of the patrol battalion? But we can waving the flag and shouting for the prince outside to win the effect of opening our eyes..."

The tide of the army to die is already great enough that the power of the Donglin people is not needed. If you can't even do such a small thing, there is nothing to talk about.

If we could really rely entirely on force, we would have called each other with cucumbers long ago. Is there any use for you to find?

The patrol battalion is at most a warning force to maintain public order, and is even worse than the official troops outside. There are only 10,000 such teams. With the upcoming 600 Fork soldiers of the Dead Army, Wei Wuya can easily eat them with his hands on his back. But the key is that this kind of thing is not done by force.

"Then I'll find another way."

The officials in Nanjing are so fucking bad. They are unwilling to take on such a small risk. What room can we talk about?

Wei Wuya got up and left.

"Master Wei stayed," Seeing that the old charlatan was about to leave, Li Bin hurriedly stood up and kept it, holding Wei Wuya's sleeve with a smile on his face: "The patrol camp is all in the horse, and Ruan's hands, we can't move. But who doesn't have many relatives and friends? After a little movement, it can still be done to let the guards release the water..."

"That's it..." In fact, the old charlatan is not really leaving, he just doesn't want to talk to these Donglin people on such small things. If he bargains, he will not have to negotiate the next big thing for the first half of the month and ten days?

"Since that's the case, there's still something to talk about. Then let's make it happen. Tomorrow, you will let the soldiers guarding Xingshan Temple release the water. As long as the prince and others rushed out of it, you will live together, and the rest will be mine."

"Sir Wei, let's wait. The matter of letting the prince come out is too important. Brother, I have a lot of responsibility. Can you..." Li Bin seemed to be reluctant to speak but stopped.

Oh, this is a benefit.

"Why do you just have no way to do it? The situation is too small. You will start to get benefits wherever you go." Wei Wuya said disdainfully: "Just offer a price and I can see if I can catch it. We have a lot of things to do. We can't bargain like selling water radish..."

"Mr. Wei is so bold that he is worthy of being the military advisor to the death army." Li Bin praised, and his spirit came up and offered his own price without any concealment: "First, drive the horse with the power of the death army, Ruan and others."

"But." Wei Wuya agreed without thinking.

"Second, I, Donglin, want to replace Ma, Ruan..."

"Your appetite is really great, and you have swallowed all the benefits. We can't even drink a sip of soup from the Dead Army. This is absolutely not possible." This is already a naked exchange of interests between the Donglin Party and the Dead Army. At this time, there is no need for gentleman style, nor is there any benevolence, righteousness and morality. The basic strategy of both sides is to ask for a price to pay back the money.

"Then let the army go to the death to take charge of the army. I, the people of Donglin, are in charge of politics, how about?"

"This can be considered..."

Regarding the future division of interests, both sides already have a basic framework. As long as they master the bureau, the garrison forces in Nanjing and the Beijing camp will have tens of thousands of people, and they are not afraid of going to the death to act like a rogue.

"Third, brother, I have been an official for many years. It is difficult for me to make any progress as the fourth rank. I am the position of Zuodu Censor..." Li Bin did not hide his greed. After raising Donglin's overall interests, he also expressed his personal requirements without hesitation.

"Isn't it just a third-rank censor? The prince will not hesitate to reward him."

"It doesn't matter if the prince is not a prince. As long as the loyal uncle supports me, Li Bin, there are many people who think about this position."

"OK."

"Can Lord Wei represent the meaning of Zhongsheng Bo?"

Wei Wuya turned against him at that time, slammed the table and stood up: "What's the nonsense? I can't say that Zhongsheng Bo would sit here and talk nonsense with you? Have you never heard of me in front of half of the family of the Dead Army?"

"Master Wei extinguishes the thunder, brother, I don't say it properly, but I hope to forgive my crime." Li Bin laughed instead of anger and kept apologizing. He had already despised Wei Wuya several times in his heart: "It turns out that he is a gangster husband in the country. He told the truth in one sentence, that is, he is just a dog and horse that is beaten and killed. This world is still my scholar..."

"Tomorrow, I will do my best tomorrow, do your own thing, and go back and tell you the people above, if you want to cause a big deal, please stop the Nanjing garrison..."
To be continued...