Chapter 211 Opening the door

Of course, Cheng Bo was not dead. He didn't lie on the bed and wait for death. However, it was not so comfortable, nor was he hiding in the dark like a fox staring at all the forces that were about to move.

This assassination did hurt Li Si, which was considered very serious, but it was far from fatal or serious injury. The shoulder was painted with a color like dog shit, which was similar to dog shit, and the white cloth wrapped around the left and right was wrapped layer by layer. The medicines such as Niu Huang Ziying, which were clear and poison-refining, have never been broken. Bowls of strange-colored and strong-smelling medicines were poured into my stomach. When I walked around, my stomach made a bang of water...

"This world is big, bigger than our imagination, China is just a part of it..." Li Si said casually, saying wherever he thought. The woman in plain clothes next to her modified and polished Li Si's plain words and recorded it:

"The Chinese are actually a corner of the world, not a center of all directions. The tens of millions of clans will lead to the people's livelihood..."

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was a relatively correct concept of understanding the world. Especially the influx of merchants and missionaries from all over the West allowed many people to have a basic understanding of the world.

In terms of science and technology, because of the lack of the most basic system theories and systems, many more advanced technologies cannot be realized, but Li Si can spread new ideas.

The world is about to face an unprecedented huge change, and the previous world pattern will undergo earth-shaking changes. The benevolence, righteousness and morality that have been pursued for two thousand years will be replaced by the prey of the weak. This world has reached the brink of the jungle law.

"So many nations and countries will fight to the death in order to obtain benefits. It is no longer a war of justice and morality, but for survival. This world is like a jungle. Only those with sharp teeth, sharp claws and powerful forces can develop and grow. Those weak nations will become food for the strong, civilization will be destroyed, and the nation's body will perish..."

Li Si didn't have to estimate any words, just say the original meaning. This woman in plain clothes who was responsible for recording books had very high literary attainments, so she would naturally modify Li Si's words and make the sentences more smooth without changing the original meaning: "The nation is like a forest, and the strong win. The loser is destroyed and the winner survives. It is not for benevolence and righteousness, but it is actually plunder..."

"Our brothers and sisters should be mentally prepared to take risks and survive, and if they proclaim themselves as the kingdom of heaven as before..."

The woman in plain clothes writes like a flying song: "My compatriots rise up, and they should think about taking risks and seeking merits without seeking peace. They may be eaten by others or cannibalize others. It is time to choose..."

"Okay. This is the general outline. I'll think about the detailed chapters below."

The woman in plain clothes hangs the paper on the table and carefully blows the ink marks: "Master, since the Wanli period of this dynasty, people have known the world's size. Is there really such a dangerous thing as the Master said?"

"The real situation is even more dangerous than what I said. For thousands of years, it has reached a time of greater change. If you take a step at this time, every step will be bloody and disasters in the future..." Li Si said: "After the book comes out, I will publish it within the Death Army first. By the way, this thing is not a saint's teaching, and it has nothing to do with the future. There is no need to memorize it by rote. Just think of ways to let people understand what it means here."

Mrs. Li Si knew this era and was very clear about the death army. If you worked hard to make something like this, you would be made into a sage by people if you were not careful. Maybe you would even think of it as a new eight-legged article and memorize it like a thing to improve yourself. In this way, you would lose your foundation and chase it.

What Li Si thought was to establish this idea of ​​preying on the weak, at least it should be deeply rooted in people's hearts and let everyone understand the most basic things. As for the adventurous spirit at the beginning, it also requires the induction of interests.

"Master General, Princess Changping is outside, saying that she is here to visit..." The personal soldiers came to report.

"No." This Princess Changping has been here many times. As the name of visiting, she actually wanted to see what the Zhongcheng Bo is like. Others and other people also come to see each other under one guise, but they just have the same purpose. If they don't know Li Si's real situation, they really don't know how to deal with it next.

"It's still the same. Don't say anything, it's just missing."

"Report to the Grand Marshal, Princess Changping is here by King Tang. King Tang is making a fuss and trying to break through. Did you drive them away?"

"King Tang, I still don't see you..." Li Si pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "What's the first day today?"

“First year of junior high school.”

"Oh, the temperature is almost the same, let them come in." Li Si smiled: "The ugly daughter-in-law still wants to see her parents-in-law, so I have to breathe."

The sound of boots sounded, and the King of Tang picked up the curtain, and the one who followed him was His Highness Changping, the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty.

Both of them are smart-minded and have been wondering about Li Si's life and death these days. Unlike the common people in the city, the King of Tang and Princess Changping can still know some news: the army to go to the death to mobilize, and nearly 10,000 people were released to conquer the two Liaos. Only Li Si himself could do this scale of dispatch and mobilization.

Judging from all the clues, Li Si is not dead.

But how severe is Zhongcheng Bo injured? Is it as dying as rumored outside? This is what the two of them care about the most. If Li Si was seriously injured and really reached the point of surviving, what they had to do was to maintain the general direction of the army going to the death close to the court, and at least to ensure that the army going to the death will not have the intention to get involved in Jiangnan after entering the post-Li Si era. If there is really any chance, the Xingwu court would even sell his pants and take the army going to the death in his hands.

But Li Si in front of him was not lying on the hospital bed dying. Although there were traces of wounds on his shoulders, his vitality was obvious and he was smiling.

"I said to King Tang, did you come here to pay your respects? Have you brought the paper money?" Li Si joked with some point and reached out to signal to tea.

"I brought the paper money and there was a lot of incense. I'll burn it to you when I go back later." The King of Tang didn't believe that Li Si was dead at all, but he never expected Li Si to be so relaxed and comfortable. He looked at him and joked a little exaggeratedly, hiding the embarrassment on his face.

Princess Changping smiled slightly, raised her hand and picked up the manuscript on the table: "The rumors outside are full of all the words, and everything is said. Bo Zhongsheng still has the intention to do these elegant things, which really makes me... we worry for nothing."

"I said Brother Li, even the little arrows of the Tartars can hurt you. It seems that you are not really a Bai Ling protecting your body." The King of Tang kept joking, as if he was hiding something.

"Haha, I can't die, otherwise the army to die will be in chaos." Li Si naturally understood the two of them's true thoughts, but he didn't care much. Suddenly, he asked in a daze: "My old partner is Yang Tinglin. Has he come? Or is he still on the way to come?"

Li Si naturally knew what the court was thinking. If the general of the army who went to the death really had any problems, he would definitely be appointed by Yang Tinglin. Or would he want to take the army to the death into his pocket?

Whether it was Princess Changping or King Tang, they all understood what Li Si meant, especially in such occasions, they were all planning to do things behind Li Si. It was like while attending the funeral, they were planning to compete for the property of the deceased. When they arrived at the place, they found that they were not dead at all. Don’t mention this embarrassment.

"Yang Tinglin? Brother Li is talking about Yang Tinglin, haha," King Tang's face turned red in shame, and he kept smiling dryly: "Hey, everyone stop pretending, it's not a performer, what's the point of pretending? Yang Tinglin didn't come..."

"Zhongsheng Bo is also far-reaching and has long expected what the court will do," Princess Changping shook her head slightly: "From me, although we have not received any news about Yang Tinglin, the court must have sent Yang Tinglin over. It was just that because the matter was urgent, it was too late to know you and me..."

"I guess the old people will definitely come here, but come here as well. I also want to see my old partner." Li Si was still joking with a smile, and suddenly said with a solemn face: "If there is really something similar in the future, don't let Lao Yang come here. If I really have a short life one day, Lao Yang will die if he comes. At that time, no matter who comes, it will be useless. Let's kill each other..."

Li Si has already practiced the ability to change his color when speaking, just like singing an opera.

Li Si's words had already revealed a clear message: the future of the army to die has been arranged and will never fall into the hands of anyone. Anyone who wants to take the army to die will definitely be asking for trouble.

Princess Changping was very meticulous. Li Si's warning and even threatening words were naturally clear, and he did not want to avoid this topic: "Since the loyal uncle said so, I will also pass the message to the emperor. No matter what, the loyal uncle is not a big deal, this is good."

It was just to change the topic. The Tang King said without saying a word: "I'm talking to Li's eldest brother, your marriage..."

The marriage mentioned by the King of Tang is naturally a matter between him and Princess Changping.

Li Si said indifferently: "I believe His Highness the Princess also told the King of Tang that it is not important to have a marriage or not. If you need it, you can get married. If you give birth to a son and a half daughter, the court and I will both worry."

"I think so too." When it comes to marriage and childbirth, Princess Changping didn't even have the least shyness, let alone the inescapable way for her little daughter's family. She was talking about today's weather, and it was even more indifferent than Li Si: "After getting married, my responsibility will be over, so I can save all day long of thinking. Let him go with what he will do in the future..."

There is no shy and reserved daughter, nor does it mean to be self-pity, nor does it even mean to be yearning or expecting.

Even if the two get married, there is no happiness of the phoenix and phoenix, let alone the kindness of each other. The biggest possibility is that they are the same as now.

This is simply a marriage without any emotional foundation, and sometimes it is inevitable.

Whether it is considered a sacrifice or not, personal happiness is insignificant in the face of the general trend.

"I will definitely marry Ezi when the two Liaos are over." When talking about the girl who doesn't know anything, Li Si may have a little real relationship. But this kind of relationship has nothing to do with love, and Li Si himself can't explain what it is. From the beginning, Li Si did not have any unrealistic fantasies about his personal life.

Even if I really find a well-educated woman to marry, even if I really have a woman who knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as my wife, it is far from being real to communicate. If I make do with Ezi like this, maybe there is also family affection contained in it, which is also a promise to the old road.

Even those who are as strong as Li Si give up their pursuit of personal happiness.

The atmosphere in the room seemed very dull, and even the King of Tang, who was always in the accident, was not sure if he should make another joke.

Princess Changping looked at the general outline just now and said to the woman in plain clothes: "I will do these pen and ink skills in the future. If you fight in all directions, you should cultivate well. Anyway, I am idle all over the place. It is better to do something like this and be able to do a book."

This woman in plain clothes is definitely not a servant. She is not only a descendant of a sage, but also a warrior who kills the Seven Kills. Even a noble family like Princess Changping can speak at the minimum respect.

"Okay, okay," King Tang clapped and praised.

This is a good thing. After the two have been together for a long time, they may not be able to find anything tender and sweet. This is much better than making the princess niece dull and be a "family" lady.

Li Si is also irresistible: "My King Tang is a thousand years old, there is something I have always wanted to say to you, but I am afraid that you are timid..."

"If you have something to say, just say it, just let it go." The Tang King finally felt that the atmosphere was not so dull, and said with a smile: "I knew you were holding it up, so it was definitely not a good thing."

"It's not a good thing." Li Si said: "I want to let the King of Tang travel to Shaanxi and let Wu Sangui express his opinion. To be honest, we are almost ready here. If Wu Sangui dreams of separatist, it means war. King of Tang, you are a figure of the Heavenly Kingdom, and you have the identity, and it is the most suitable to be a lobbyist."

"You're on the side." The King of Tang directly rejected Li Si's meaning: "My identity is just a decoration. Even you don't take me seriously, and Wu Sangui won't treat me as a dish."

"Haha, I believe the Tang King has also seen the current situation. Wu Sangui has to agree, and he has to agree if he doesn't agree." Li Si bowed to the south unintentionally: "Even if the court does not want me to be strong, can this kind of thing be blocked? Besides, no matter what promise Wu Sangui has made to the court, he will just talk big. He is a clay bodhisattva who crosses the river, so what kind of strong support can he give Jiangnan?"

This is the fundamental.

The court definitely did not want to see the unification of Li Si, but Wu Sangui couldn't help the court. Li Si didn't even need any name and could start fighting directly. In this case, the court could only turn a blind eye.

"Hey, I said, Brother Li, since you have already decided to fight, you still have to go to Shaanxi to be a peacemaker? Isn't this an unnecessary move?"

"You must fight. Neither Wu Sangui nor us will hope that the fight will be out of control. King Tang understands..."

"Well, I know what you mean. They are all your own people. Just forget about Liangliang's posture, I can't really break my head..."

The court had long lost effective control of local powers. Even the Yunnan Mu family, who were loyal, could not be loyal, only kept their loyalty to the level of etiquette. For other places, they simply spoke with their strength. No one cared about what the court was not the court. The king was the one with the big fist, and it seemed that it was another situation of hegemony.

In mid-February, a big melee on the northern grassland suddenly appeared.

The Korqin Mongolia, who was already surrounded by enemies, concentrated its strength and defeated Chu Hu's main Khalkha force.

Although it had withdrawn for more than 200 miles and it was difficult for the main force to gather it up for a while, the leader of the Khalkha was not worried. Because the powerful allies of the Khalkha people had already entered the grassland.

The main forces of Korqin were attracted to the north by Khalkha, and their interior was already so empty that it was already terrible. With the combat effectiveness of the dead army, there was no need to put in much effort to deal with the Korqin headquarters, which had no time to return to the rescue. As long as you walk over, you can destroy Korqin, who is fighting for trapped beasts.

Therefore, the Khalkha tribes were not worried at all, and were not in a hurry to regain the game. Instead, they made a confrontational posture, waiting to see the jokes of Khalkha. According to the progress of the army to die and the empty calculations of Khalkha, in less than three or five days, the Khalkha people who had just won had to run back like a fire. At that time, the Khalkha warriors would just chase and fight.

What no one thought was that Korqin ignored the Northern Expedition Army, which was going to the dead, and did not even take the minimum precaution. Instead, he continued to send troops to the north and stared at Khalkha.

When the dead army went deeper, Korqin surrendered!

There are also subdivisions within Korqin. The huge Korqin tribe is actually composed of several tribes of varying sizes. When the few armed forces left in Korqin were still confronting each other in Chu Hu in the north, the princes and banner owners of these tribes were already drinking and chatting with the dead army.

In the minds of most tribes including Korqin, there is actually no complete concept of surrender.

In the minds of the various ministries at that time, surrender was actually similar to alliances, and it was far from how important it was to regard surrender as Zhongyuan. Especially for the surrender of the army to die, there was nothing to be ashamed of. If the shamelessness was a little bit thicker, it could be directly understood as alliances.

Even if they surrender, there will be no substantial change. The plump pastures are from Korqin people, and the herds of cattle and sheep have not changed their owners. Whether it is the pasture or the river, they are inherent in the grasslands and are gifted to the Mongolians by the Heaven of Eternity. No one can take these things away.

No matter how powerful the army was, they could not truly occupy this vast grassland, which would always belong to the Mongols.

The Qing Dynasty is over now. Instead of destroying the Manchus, it is better to form an alliance with the army to die. Needless to say, the most important thing is to allow the Korqin tribes to overcome the current crisis.

The biggest enemy of the Mongols has never been outsiders, but their own.

Especially for the current Korqin tribes, the most brutal enemy is not the dead army, but the Khalkha and its allies eyeing them.

The power of the Death Army will always be a passerby. The fundamental purpose of their coming here is to defeat the Qing Dynasty in the two Liao Dynasties. As long as the Korqin people change their attitude and change their allies, they can turn the enemy, the Death Army, into a friend, and can also exchange the products from the Central Plains for the products from the grassland.

But Khalkha is different. Chu Hu wants to destroy Korqin, kill all the adult men, and then turn women and children into their slaves, occupy the plump pastures where the Korqin people rely on for their lives, snatch the livestock from the tribe, and burn tents from various tribes...

Korqin is actually very weak.

Manchuria drew Ding Zhuang and gradually conquered the Eight Banners, and Wu Keshan buried the light cavalry in the pass. The reason for resisting Khalkha at all costs was to see the direction of the wind, and to surround his own things, and he must not give up the grassland to Khalkha.
To be continued...