Chapter 238: Fishing in troubled waters

"Fourth Brother." Duoduo said anxiously, "Beijing is almost unable to be preserved, so why are you still guarding the small broken city of Liaocheng?"

"Fifteenth Old!" Dorgon frowned, "Have you forgotten what Mr. Wencheng said? If you withdraw troops to Beijing at this time, not only will Beijing not be able to be saved, but even more than 100,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners will die without a place to bury!"

Duoduo said: "I don't believe it. Fan Wencheng, a slave, is just listening to it in a dangerous way."

"It's not a dangerous word." Dorgon said, "Has you thought about it, if we retreat like this, will Wang Pu give up? What should he do if he catch up?"

Duoduo said: "Wang Pu dares to chase after him? As long as he dares to leave the camp, I will fight back with the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry. With just one assault, I can clean up all his 40,000 to 50,000 people! Unless the Ming army can use gunpowder to blow up all the ice on the canal and then alternately cover the navy to advance, but does the Ming army have so much gunpowder?"

Dorgon's expression became gloomy and he said, "Fifteenth, are you not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue?"

Duoduo turned his mouth and stopped talking. He was just stubborn. If Jiannu's Eight Banners Iron Cavalry could really tear open the defense of the Ming army, the Battle of Liaocheng would not have been deadlocked!

"Okay." Dorgon said angrily, "Fifteenth, please go back to Beijing quickly."

"twitter."

This time, Duoduo didn't dare to say anything more, so he beat Dorgon and turned around and hurried away.

Watching Duoduo's figure go away, Dorgon sighed long, thinking that if Fan Wencheng cannot provoke party disputes in the Southern Ming court and cannot force Wang Pu to withdraw his troops, then this battle will be very bad! Fan Wencheng, Fan Wencheng, you have never disappointed me. Can I still get my wish this time?

Fan Wenhuai, who was named Cheng Wenfan, carved the handwritten letter written by Zhu Changfang to Zuo Liangyu, and walked on water and dry roads. He rushed all the way and finally arrived in Wuchang ten days later.

Wuchang, Ningnan Hou Mansion.

Zuo Liangyu's eyes showed fierce light, and he looked up and down at the blue-clothed Confucian scholar in front of him. The blue-clothed Confucian scholar also looked back at Zuo Liangyu with his clear eyes.

Zuo Liangyu has experienced many battles, and I don’t know how many thieves and barbarians died under his sword. If there are too many people killed, there will naturally be an invisible murderous aura in his expression. Those who are not brave enough really dare not look at his gaze. Seeing that the blue-clothed Confucian scholar was not afraid of being embarrassed, Zuo Liangyu couldn’t help laughing: “Sir, I’m so brave.”

The Confucian scholar in blue shirt clasped his fists and said with a smile: "The Marquis is so bold."

"Haha." Zuo Liangyu laughed twice and asked casually, "Do you dare to ask about the name of Gao, sir?"

The Confucian scholar in green clothes bowed and replied: "In the next chapter, Cheng Wenfan, he is the secretary of the Lu Wangfu."

Zuo Liangyu stretched out his hand and said, "Where is the letter from King Lu?"

Cheng Wenfan carefully took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Zuo Liangyu, saying respectfully: "The letter written by King Lu is here."

Zuo Liangyu took the letter, and without looking at it, he handed it to an aide standing behind him, saying, "Sir Liu, look, is it a letter from King Lu?"

Cheng Wenfan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the master. He saw that the master was quite tall and was in his early sixties, and had a face full of macadamia.

The Mama Master took the letter from Zuo Liangyu, glanced casually for a few seconds and said with certainty: "Mr. Marquis, it is indeed the handwriting of King Lu."

Zuo Liangyu believed it, reluctantly clasped her fists to Cheng Wenfan, and said proudly: "St. Cheng Zhan, I offended so much just now."

"Where?" Cheng Wenfan smiled apologetically and respectfully, "It is also appropriate that the Marquis be cautious in his actions."

"It's best if you can understand, sir." Zuo Liangyu nodded and asked the master again, "Master Liu, what did King Lu say in his personal letter?"

Master Mama said, "Mr. Marquis, King Lu said in the letter..."

Master Mama hesitated for a moment and did not dare to continue talking.

Zuo Liangyu frowned and said, "What did you say?"

Cheng Wenfan took over the conversation and said calmly: "If today's son is not the blood of the late emperor, he is a fake!"

"What did you say?" Zuo Liangyu's expression changed and shouted sternly, "Would you be afraid of being killed by the nine clans if you dare to be so disrespectful to Master Long Live?

Cheng Wenfan Angran said: "The officials are just telling the truth."

Another fierce light flashed through Zuo Liangyu's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure that today's son is not the blood of the late emperor?"

Cheng Wenfan said: "Someone once witnessed that the prince of the first prince had died under the knife of a thief. Could it be that the prince of the first prince could come back to Nanjing to succeed the Grand Chief? Marquis, today, I think that the son is just an impostor, but just a tool used by Sun Chuanting and Wang Pu to control the government!"

Zuo Liangyu's color changed again.

Cheng Wenfan said again: "The truth is not true, but true cannot be false. If the son is really the descendant of the late emperor today, why would there be so many doubts among the people? Why is the case of the true and false prince still circulating? Obviously, this is caused by Sun Chuanting and Wang Pu's desire to cover up the truth."

Zuo Liangyu's eyes turned to the master of the face again.

Master Mama replied in a low voice: "Mr. Marquis, the case of the real and fake prince is indeed widely circulated among the people in Jiangnan."

Zuo Liangyu slapped the table and raised her head and shouted, "Come here!"

Personal soldiers had already come in and responded loudly: "What are the orders of the marquis?"

Zuo Liangyu shouted sternly: "Immediately summon Jin Shengtan, Lu Guangzu, Li Guoyong, Xu Yong, and Zuo Zhengxian come to see this marquis."

"yes."

The personal soldiers responded with a loud bang and took the order and left.

A cold smile flashed through Cheng Wenfan's eyes, and it seemed that Zuo Liangyu was about to start a military attack.

That's right, Zuo Liangyu is really going to send troops.

In fact, Zuo Liangyu had long been dissatisfied with Sun Chuanting, Wang Pu and his son controlling the government. Sun Wang's group only had 100,000 troops, while Zuo Liangyu had 800,000 soldiers. Why was Sun Chuanting the last person to join the cabinet? Why did the governor of the five provinces have to let Wang Pu be the one?

In terms of strength, Zuo Liangyu is the strongest general among the towns in the Southern Ming Dynasty. Zuo Liangyu believes that it is reasonable to be controlled by him!

The main reason why Zuo Liangyu endured and did not raise an army until now was that there was no official excuse. If he rashly raised an army without a suitable excuse, it would be an unrighteous army, and it would be a rebellion. Zuo Liangyu didn't want to be accused of rebellion, so he had to wait for a suitable opportunity.

Now the opportunity is here.

With the personal letter from Lu Wang and the case of the real and fake prince circulating among the people in Jiangnan, Zuo Liangyu had an excuse. Even if Zi is really the descendant of the late emperor today, so what? As long as Zuo Liangyu conquers Nanjing, he says it is true, and he says it is false, and he says it is false.

Datong, the general's headquarters.

Jiang Xuan hurried into the headquarters and shouted loudly: "Second brother, it's in chaos, it's all in chaos!"

Jiang Xiang quickly owed his body from the soft couch and shouted in a deep voice: "San, look at your promising prospect."

Jiang Xuan took a breath and said anxiously: "It's a fight, it's a fucking fight."

Jiang Xiang frowned and said, "What's the fight?"

"Bandit!" Jiang Xuan said, "Bandits and Jiannu have fought. The female leader of Henan bandits, Hongniu, has already fought to Zhending Mansion with tens of thousands of bandits. In addition, the thieves have also assembled a lot of troops in the Mengmen Pass area. It seems that they are going to cross the Yellow River to find trouble for Wu Sangui."

"Impossible." Jiang Xiang shook his head flatly, "The thief was chased by Jiannu all the way from Beijing to Shaanxi. He had already hurt his vitality. He would definitely not recover in less than a year or two. The rumors must be the rumors spread by Wang Pu. The purpose is nothing more than to lure us to send troops to capture Jiannu's retreat."

"Second brother, this time it's not a rumor."

As Jiang Xiang finished speaking, Jiang Rang also strode in, holding a letter in his hand and said, "The letter from the eyeliner who stayed in Beijing said that the Jiannu in Beijing was indeed ready to defend the city, and the Henan soldiers of Hong Niangzi had already reached Baoding, not Zhending."

Jiang Xuan said: "The news from the fleeing people is heard. It took almost ten days for these people to escape from Beizhi to Datong. Even if Hong Niang's Henan soldiers are progressing slowly, they should fight to Baoding."

"Oh?" Jiang Xiang's face suddenly became solemn, "So the thief really started first? This was a bit beyond my expectations."

Jiang Rang said: "Second brother, what should we do now? Should we help Jiannu clean up the thief?"

"Help Jiannu?" Jiang Xiang shook his head and said, "Now Jiannu is a clay Buddha who crosses the river and is unable to protect himself. What other benefits can he give us the Jiang family? Helping Jiannu is a loss-making business, so he will never do it."

Jiang Xuan said: "Then take advantage of the situation and just stab Jiannu in the back and send them to the west!"

Jiang Rang said with some concern: "What if Jiannu cannot kill him and Dorgon wins the Battle of Liaocheng again? Then our Jiang family will be in trouble. In my opinion, the safest way is to keep the troops still. Wait until the battle of Liaocheng will be the result. If Jiannu wins, there will be room for improvement. If Wang Pu wins, it will not be too late for us to send troops to Beijing again."

"Damn! The third brother is right, why don't you take the opportunity to stab Jiannu in the back?" Jiang Xiang said fiercely, "The timids starve to death, and the bold ones will die! The Hong Madam has muddled the waters of the pond. If we don't hurry up and take advantage of the situation, we will not be able to get any benefits."

Jiang Xiang thought farther than Jiang Rang. Dorgon could not have known these small moves made by the Jiang family in Datong. Once Jiannu won the battle of Liaocheng, even if the Jiang family held their troops and did not attack Beijing, after the situation stabilized, Dorgon would likely have freed up his hands to solve their Jiang family.

It's really time to cry that day.

As the saying goes, it is better to start first, but then to start will suffer!

Now Jiannu's main army is restrained by Wang Pu in Liaocheng. When will it take until Beijing is not attacked? As long as Beijing is restored and Jiannu is finished, Jiang Xiang can transform into a great hero who restored the capital. Wang Pu and Jiannu fought to the death in Liaocheng, but in the end, Jiang Xiang made a big advantage. This is the highest level of military use.
Chapter completed!