Nanming Engineer

Chapter 295
This time, Gao Yigong hesitated for a while before answering. Although he is straightforward, he is not stupid. He knows how precious cannon craftsmen are. On weekdays and peacetime, they are kept in captivity in the Royal War Bureau. Talents.In order to prevent the town generals from rebelling, the imperial court strictly prohibited the local military towns from making cannons without permission. One of the measures was to prevent these cannon-casting craftsmen from spreading rumors. Therefore, the cannon-making craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty were worth more than the top brands in brothels, and they could not be bought with a thousand dollars.

"Uncle, this Gao is powerless to make decisions. Even if he dares to come down now, he won't be able to do business when he goes back. Please take care of him. He will send someone to answer after he returns to report to Lord Du." Gao Yigong looked calm. , replied honestly without pretentiousness.

"Okay, the matter is very important, and it should be done like this." Wang Huan said, "I have one more sentence, please bring it to Governor Du for me, General Gao."

Gao Yigong's expression froze, and he said with concentration: "Please tell my uncle that Gao will definitely bring it."

Wang Huan turned his eyes and looked at the majestic mountains in western Hunan. There are mountainous areas outside Xinhua City. At a glance, one can see that there are continuous mountain tops one after another. In the sky, the golden sun shone on the top of the mountain, as if covering the earth with golden armor, dazzling.

In front of the Leaping Horse Mountain, pride arose in his heart. Wang Huan suddenly felt the magnificence of the mountains and rivers, and was infinitely impressed.

"Wang Huan was originally a commoner. He lived in troubled times. He was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people and the fickleness of the world. He also understood the truth that it is necessary to have a heart of harm and a heart of defense against others. Therefore, I don't blame Governor Du. Please rest assured about this." Wang Huan's eyes were empty, as if speaking in front of Qingshan, but he was unusually determined: "But Wang Huan is not a saint. It is not my principle to do good deeds without expecting anything in return. Therefore, this casting Cannon craftsman, you better give it to Governor Du, otherwise, what Li Maozu failed to do, someone else will do it!"

After a pause, he continued: "In Changsha City, there are thousands of artisans withdrawn from the Nanjing Military Bureau, all of whom were captured by the Qing government in the city. As long as this city is captured, the artisans will naturally fall into the hands of Governor Du and Duchen He." Here, as long as Governor Du moves fast enough, it is not uncommon to take them all down, but I only need 100 people, I believe Governor Du will not be reluctant."

Wang Huan turned his head back, looked at Gao Yigong, and asked, "Did General Gao remember clearly?"

Gao Yigong frowned, read it silently in his heart, raised his head and replied: "I remember clearly, I will definitely tell Lord Du all the time!"

Wang Huan showed a smile, stretched out his hand affectionately to pull Gao Yigong's horse's head, and said with a smile: "It's over now, let's enter the city quickly, the city has prepared a small banquet of thin wine to wash the dust for General Gao, come, come, it's too late. The stew is rotten!”

Gao Yigong laughed heartily when he heard it, and said: "Excellent! Old Gao has always liked stewed meat, and he would feel flustered if he didn't eat it for a day. Uncle is really a wonderful person!"

A group of people laughed and laughed, as if they had forgotten the unpleasant incident just now, they hooked their shoulders together, joked with each other, and rode their horses into the city.

Behind the crowd, thousands of Qing soldiers were disarmed, tied up with long ropes, and tied firmly. Under the guard of the soldiers of the Zhongzheng Battalion, they also lined up in the direction of Xinhua City. There, Someone is already rushing to build a prisoner-of-war camp, and these soldiers will be held there.

That night, almost all the wine found in Xinhua City was drank up. The generals of the Zhongzhen Camp, Kuizhou and the army gathered together to exchange glasses and talk about wine. Warriors love nothing but wine. With women, these two teams have strict military discipline, and it is strictly forbidden to be close to women in battle, so drinking is the only hobby, and the lobby of the county government office has almost become a big wine jar. When it gets dark and the cock crows, everyone gets drunk.

Wang Yingxiong was the first to be fucked to the ground. The governors of the three provinces immediately passed out drunk under the table; ; but Gao Yigong was called the God of Dionysus, he was still full of energy after drinking all night, the more he drank, the more sober he became, he patted the table and repeatedly shouted who would dare to come again.

After resting in Xinhua for two days, the two sides bid farewell to each other and left on the third day. Gao Yigong had to return to take advantage of the trend to sweep up the prefectures in western Hunan, appease and rebuild the government offices destroyed by Li Maozu, and Wang Huan also rushed back to Sichuan. Still waiting for him to do it.

So the two sides said goodbye and parted ways with each other, but before Wang Huan left, he had to go to the nearly [-] Qing troops to surrender.

These pawns are of great use. In Wang Huan's Longevity Valley mining area, there is still a shortage of miners. These strong men can show their talents in it.

But Wang Huan cut off the rattails that were dragging behind their heads before letting them go on the road. The braids looked uncomfortable.

All the way, eating and sleeping, climbing mountains and wading, [-] Kuizhou troops pressed [-] soldiers with shaved heads, and walked for nearly a month on the official road that was not very easy to walk before entering Sichuan.

Following the Bozhou Propaganda Commissioner, Chongqing Prefecture and other state capitals, Wang Huan finally returned to his sphere of influence after leaving Sichuan for half a year. They met at one place, bid farewell to Wang Huan and went back to Zunyi.

After walking for another ten days, finally, the familiar landscape of Longevity Valley came into Wang Huan's field of vision again. The not-so-tall earthen city gate made him feel very cordial.

Ma Chongming, as the left-behind and silver mine ambassador of Wanshou City, went out of the city early to greet him. The residents of Wanshou City helped the old and the young, and followed Ma Chongming out of the city. glance.

As soon as Wang Huan's team appeared at the end of the official road, the cheers never stopped. The white-haired villagers led the boys, offered tea, melons and fruits, and pulled Wang Huan's horse with tears in their eyes. Gong, benevolent!" The shouts were endless, and people's simple hearts already regarded Wang Huan as a savior Bodhisattva, without him, at least two-thirds of the people in Longevity City would not be able to survive.

Ma Wannian followed behind Wang Huan like a tiger. The future successor of the stone pillar consolation envoy has long forgotten the duties he should inherit, and he only planned to follow Wang Huan to the end. Walking beside Wang Huan at this moment, he also felt extremely He was proud that the establishment of Wanshou City also had his share of efforts. Many people also recognized him, and cheers of "Mr. Ma" also sounded from time to time.

Li Dingguo, Liu Yun and other newly attached soldiers who walked behind were stunned and deeply surprised. Even a general like Li Dingguo who emphasized people's livelihood and cherished people's power had never seen such a scene of sharing joy with the people. It's the real fish and water relationship between the military and the people. If a politician can do this, he will die without regret.

Ma Chongming squeezed through the villagers who rushed to surround Wang Huan in front of him, with a smile on his face, like a blooming morning glory, and a mouth with a new gold tooth, and he shouted repeatedly: "Little Gong. I wish you the honor of becoming an uncle, and I will call you uncle from now on. I know as a kid that I will have a good life if I follow my uncle, hahaha, I remember back then..."

Wang Huan was sweating profusely, and managed to get rid of a group of villagers. He hurriedly grabbed Ma Chongming's hand and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, and quickly persuade the villagers to get out of the way, and let me go to the city to talk!"

Unexpectedly, Ma Chongming was more anxious than him, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, uncle, you can't go into the city!"

Wang Huan glared: "Why?"

Seeing his staring eyes, Ma Chongming replied in fear: "Uncle, your mother-in-law sent someone to deliver a letter yesterday. If you come back, you will go to Shizhu Consolation Commissioner as soon as possible. There is something important waiting for you." .”

Wang Huan was stunned. Does Qin Liangyu, the adoptive mother, need something important to ask him?
His heart skipped a beat, and he remembered, according to history, Qin Liangyu's lifespan will be exhausted in just two years, could it be...

He was concerned, his face changed suddenly, he grabbed Ma Chongming's collar, and said sharply, "Why is it so urgent? Is it because the stepmother has something to do with her health?"

Ma Chongming looked confused, and said inexplicably: "Ah? Body? No, no, someone from the imperial court came. I heard that the person who came was an important member of the royal family."

(End of this chapter)