Nanming Engineer

Chapter 276

Princess Changping sat blankly in her chair, immersed in memories, with tears twinkling in her eyes. Three years ago in Beijing, scenes of unbearable past events unfolded in front of her eyes one by one like a scroll, holding a long sword with her eyes exposed. The ferocious father, the imperial city with flames soaring into the sky, and the treacherous grandfather in front of everyone, calling for his brother in panic, all flashed by like a revolving lantern, like sharp cones piercing her heart, ruthlessly peeling away her newly healed skin. The wound, dripping with blood.

Wang Huan waited quietly, not in a hurry.

From the moment Princess Changping opened her mouth when she first entered the tent, Wang Hua knew that this one-armed thousand-year-old was here to spy on him.

The purpose of spying is nothing more than to see Wang Huan's character through words, whether he is loyal to the emperor, and whether he is worth relying on.

Emperors have always only cared about themselves and not others, this has been the case since ancient times.

Wang Huan happened to be interested in attracting Yongli to return to the west, but this matter could not be brought up directly and clearly. It had to be revealed in a roundabout way, otherwise it would be too direct. Not to mention Emperor Yongli and the group of staff around him, even Princess Changping also You will be disgusted and be wary of what Wang Huan means by asking the emperor to go over. Is he another warlord who threatens the emperor's self-esteem?

So Wang Huan didn't talk about anything else, but first considered from the perspective of Yongli, analyzed the situation in Nanming, and told the minds of the most supporters in the Qing Dynasty, clearly pointed out that the current situation of Emperor Yongli is very inappropriate, surrounded by wolves , Without the protection of a reliable and powerful armed force, how dangerous it is.

After a while, Princess Changping came back to her senses and realized that Wang Huan had been standing by her side for a long time.

She calmed down a little, and her face returned to normal, with a hint of bitterness: "Uncle Pingliang's loyalty to the emperor, I understand it, but what uncle said is a bit exaggerated, right?"

Wang Huan bowed slightly, as if listening attentively.

"After Mr. Huiguo, the situation in the south is very good. Jiangxi Jin Shengheng and others are plotting the whole province based on Nanchang. It faces Guangdong across Ganzhou. Although Ganzhou is a strong city, it is not an invincible city. Once this city is reached, Jiangxi and Guangdong They are connected together, taking care of each other, relying on each other, more than stable, and slowly operating. How can there be no place for the emperor as the uncle said? In addition, Governor He’s Huguang and Zheng’s Fujian are everywhere. Loyal ministers, how can all the ministers be willing to contribute to Ming Dynasty?" Princess Changping was thinking, and refuted Wang Huan's words one by one, showing a view of the big picture that was not commensurate with her age.

"And the uncle said that Duke Hui has a history of rebellion. I know whether An knows whether he will rebel against the lord again. According to my palace, it is unlikely." The more Princess Changping spoke, the more calm and confident she became. The words are pearls of pearls, and they are logical: "First, all warriors pay attention to loyalty and righteousness. Thousands of people reviled the behavior of traitors. Duke Huiguo has done it once. He must never dare to do it again. Otherwise, how will he behave in the future? It is behind people, who can no longer raise their heads."

"Secondly, although the Qing court came from wild people from other places, they also learned Chinese and read Chinese books. The chieftain, Huang Taiji, once recruited sages from the Han family to write books and read history for him. Therefore, the Tartars are the most respectful of laws and regulations. Anyone who dared to resist and rebel against the Qing government would be massacred and exterminated. When Hui Guogong rebelled, he killed all the Manchus in Guangzhou and declared his head to the public to show his determination. This behavior is tantamount to breaking everything between Hui Guogong and the Tartars. Since then, there has been no retreat, and the relationship with the Qing court has never ceased, so this palace and the emperor are convinced that Duke Hui will never rebel again."

At this point, Wang Huan raised his head lightly, and when Chang Ping stopped, he said lightly: "Mr. Hui's army is the emperor's army?"

Chang Ping was speaking in earnest, when Wang Huan's words poked him, his whole body trembled, his expression became unnatural, and he said insincerely: "Hui Guo Gong eats the king's salary, of course it is a matter of loyalty to the king, his subordinates The soldiers and horses are naturally also the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty."

Wang Huan looked at Chang Ping, his eyes met hers lightly in the air, and then avoided them, bowing his head and cupping his hands, and said forcefully, "Thousands, although Wang Huan is dull, he also understands the truth. What happened at the banquet tonight, In Wang Huan's heart, the minister is grateful to the emperor for supporting the holy family, and also understands who obstructs the humble minister and the Governor Wang's award. If he is really a loyal minister, he will never do such a thing that makes the hero feel cold. Self-destruction of the Great Wall is no different! And the emperor resisted all opinions and insisted on supporting humble ministers. I am afraid it was also for the sake of balancing power. After all, one more capable military minister would have more protection. , the emperor will not be so reckless in promoting humble ministers."

"Furthermore, Mr. Huiguo, anyway, Guangzhou has become the most powerful city in Ming Dynasty, and it is also the capital of Emperor Shaowu. It would be perfect to use it as the capital of the country, but the emperor will not go, and insists on living in this small city of Zhaoqing. Why? It's not to maintain the authority of the emperor and not to do the thing of entering the tiger's pond."

"Two things put together, Chitose, tell me, are these Duke Huiguo's soldiers really the emperor's soldiers?" Wang Huan said slowly, and said the last few words in a meaningful way.

Princess Changping frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Uncle Pingliang, you have exaggerated, guessing the holy meaning, it is disrespectful."

"Passed?" Wang Huanshao said: "No, Wei Chen hasn't finished speaking. Just tonight, before Wei Chen entered this military camp, on the way back from Shuiyue Palace, Wei Chen and Governor Wang were killed by a group of assassins. Intercept and kill!"

"Assassin? Intercept and kill?" Chang Ping raised his head suddenly with surprise on his face.

"Yes! If the guards brought by Weichen hadn't been brave enough to kill the assassin, it's hard to say what would have happened tonight." Wang Huan said: "Weichen checked, and the assassin didn't have any marks on him, but the firearms and blades used are all military weapons. Chinese standard, who sent it? You can guess it."

Chang Ping's face was a little pale, and he looked Wang Huan up and down, and he was relieved to confirm that he was not injured or traced, but he immediately recovered his usual expression, and said: "Uncle, don't guess, so as not to hurt the peace. Zhao Qingchu Certainly, it is inevitable that there will be a little bit of fuss, and the Tartars are often active, this matter will be strictly investigated by the city defense guards, uncle, please be careful when going in and out."

Wang Huan shook his head, and said solemnly: "I will bear it for a while, and others will deceive me forever. Wang Huan has his own story on this matter, but don't worry for Qiantui, this humble minister will not cause trouble for the emperor."

"Please calm down, uncle. I will return to the imperial city immediately and report this matter to the emperor. Before the emperor has the holy will, please uncle not to act rashly, so as not to cause trouble in the capital." Chang Ping frowned and stood. She got up and said to Wang Huan that she realized that this matter was unusual. Someone dared to directly assassinate Wang Huan, which showed that he was very dissatisfied with Emperor Yongli's decision. If he dared to kill Wang Huan, then he might dare to do Yongli's job. , I have to go back to report the letter and strengthen the defense around Yongli.

Wang Huan turned sideways to see him off, but kept talking, and said in a soft voice: "Please inform the sage, Wang Huan is in Sichuan. No matter how serious the situation is, it is the emperor's. Minister, the minister has the guts to lead the crowd to welcome him."

Princess Changping quickly passed by Wang Huan, raised the curtain and walked out, saying nothing about Wang Huan's words.

Outside the tent, Wang Yingxiong had already waited until his forehead was exposed, and wanted to get closer to eavesdrop several times, but was stopped mercilessly by Wang Huan's guards. a large piece.

Princess Changping walked out of the big tent, Wang Yingxiong rushed to meet her, but Changping just nodded hastily, didn't even say a word, and jumped on a white horse led by the guards, his movements were chic and smooth, obviously he often did this.

Watching Chang Ping's red dress disappearing into the night surrounded by the guards like a ball of fire, Wang Yingxiong opened his mouth wide and was at a loss.

He blinked, looked at Wang Huan who was standing at the door of the big tent, and wanted to go over to inquire.

But Wang Huan spoke first: "My lord, it's late at night, let's talk about what's going on tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he turned around and ordered the guards to call Li Dingguo, Liu Yun and Ma Wannian over, and then entered the big tent and threw them away. Xia Wang Yingxiong was alone in a daze outside the tent.

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On the top of the south city in Zhaoqing City, a high-rise building was built in a huge garden house, which was Yongli's residence, Yongming Palace.

The night was dark and everything was silent. Except for the watchman wandering around, there was no sound in the city. Even the insects and ants that usually chirped quietly seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and forgot to make a sound.

In Yongming Palace, a few solitary lamps swayed, creating a bit of dim light for the empty hall. The shadows of a few giant pillars dangled on the wall with the candlelight, as if they were ghostly ghosts, but the light could not reach them. In the depths of the main hall, there are dark shadows, empty and palpitating.

At the entrance of the innermost hall, a few palace people dozed off on the steps, yawning one after another, but they dared not leave. They were bored when they heard footsteps. Someone was walking along the long corridor. came in.

The palace people looked at it with tired eyes, and they were startled immediately. They turned over very quickly and stood up, bowing together and saying: "I have seen the princess Chitose!"

Princess Changping looked towards the brightly lit palace and asked, "Your Majesty is still asleep?"

An elderly palace man replied cautiously: "Yes, the emperor is still reading."

Princess Changping looked at the door of the palace, and was about to be notified, but a voice came from inside: "Is Changping here? Please come in quickly!"

The palace people stepped forward and opened the door for Princess Changping, and a beam of light shot out from the hall, allowing Princess Changping to see the scene in the hall at a glance.

Two blue-glazed crane beak candlesticks stand tall on both sides of the main hall, dotted with dozens of giant candles, illuminating the whole hall brightly, and a pot of sandalwood is placed on a low table of rosewood, which is refreshing In the middle of the main hall, there is an extremely huge screen of mountains and rivers painted in ink. The panorama of Yanshan Mountain is painted with strong brushstrokes and freehand brushstrokes. The desolation of the Northland is vividly displayed on the paper, obviously from the hands of famous artists.

There is a soft couch under the screen, and there is a table on the couch. Yongli is sitting on the couch, looking at a book spread out on the couch with relish, and beside the soft couch, there is a large bookshelf, piled up in a variety of beautiful things. Filled with countless thread-bound books.

Yongli should have read the book for a long time, his eyes were a little red, he rubbed his eyes, and said happily to Changping who was standing at the door: "What are you doing standing there? Come in quickly, come on, show the princess a seat."

Changping responded and entered. The palace attendant quickly moved a chair from a corner of the palace and put a soft cushion on it. Then he consciously stepped out and closed the palace door.

Sitting on the chair, before he could speak, Yongli couldn't bear it anymore, leaned his upper body towards Changping, and asked softly with expectant face: "Princess, how is it? Is this child credible?"

(End of this chapter)