Zhang Xianzhong has a total of four righteous sons, the eldest is Sun Kewang, as well as Ai Nengqi and Liu Wenxiu.

The most famous one is the first god of war in the late Ming Dynasty, the two famous kings Li Dingguo.

The soldier turned around and went out with a promise, and in a short time, he led 11 people into the Chinese army's tent.

These 11 people all wore hats and were dressed as wealthy businessmen.

Sun Kewang didn't look at them at all, playing with a small dagger in his hand, and only asked after half a ring:

"Who are you, why are you pretending to be the old man of General Ben? If you don't tell me why you want to do it today, let's prepare to cook food for the wolves in the mountains. ”

"General Sun, I met your father, aren't we old friends?"

Sun Kewang was taken aback, his father had died a long time ago, how could there be an old man?

"Who the hell are you? Don't pretend to be vain, or you will blame General Ben for being ruthless. ”

The person who came did not speak, but looked at the other soldiers in the military tent, Sun Kewang immediately understood what he meant, after all, this was his own military camp, and he didn't care about anything.

"You guys go out for the time being, and you don't have to enter under the orders of General Ben."

"Yes"

The other soldiers agreed and immediately withdrew from the big tent.

Look at the left and right no one, come to report the name:

"My name is Fan Wencheng, I saved your father ten years ago, how is he now?"

"Fan Wencheng?"

"That Manchu scholar? This seems to have some impressions, how did you end up in Kannai? ”

Sun Kewang was taken aback and stood up suddenly.

His father was a merchant who had been taken to Liaodong by exile more than ten years ago, and met Fan Wencheng by chance.

Fan Wencheng didn't know which tendon was in the wrong place at that time, since he rescued his father, but unfortunately he died not long after he came back, and he told Sun Kewang about it before he died.

Seeing that Sun Kewang seemed to have some impressions, Fan Wencheng waved his hand, and someone immediately brought a few boxes.

As the box was opened, the large box was full of silver, and the small box was full of gold, as well as deer antler ginseng and other items.

"Damn, what is this doing?"

The gold and silver in front of him suddenly made Sun Kewang's eyes widen.

Sun Kewang's expression made Fan Wencheng seem to see hope:

"General Sun, this is all gold and silver given to you by our regent prince, please accept it with a smile."

Although Sun Kewang wanted the gold and silver very much, he felt that the silver was a little prickly, so he calmed down instantly:

"Why do you want to send gold and silver to General Ben?"

Fan Wencheng smiled slightly:

"The plague is raging, the displaced people are everywhere, the civil officials are in charge, the Ming Dynasty is incorrigible, God is punishing them, Li Zicheng is really incompetent, and the siege of Jingshi was actually killed.

After the fall of Li Zicheng, who the Ming Dynasty will deal with next, you should know very well, that is, our Qing Dynasty and your Daxi regime.

But we are far away from the gates, and you Daxi should bear the brunt.

Therefore, the regent of the Great Qing Dynasty wants to join forces with you inside and outside to fight the dynasty and overthrow the imperial court in the future, and we, the Great Qing Dynasty and your Daxi, will equally divide the world.

At that time, General Sun was the founding father of the country, and at least he had a cabinet chief assistant to do it, which was a hundred times better than you are now shrinking in small Sichuan.

Fan was ordered to come and wanted to ask General Sun to persuade Emperor Daxi that we should join forces to fight the Ming Dynasty, I don't know what General Sun wants? ”

……

"Hiss......"

Fan Wencheng took a breath and told Sun Kewang about his intentions, Sun Kewang gasped and suddenly fell into deep thought.

What Fan Wencheng said is not unreasonable, after Li Zicheng was destroyed, the Onishi regime was already in turmoil, and sooner or later it would be surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court, but ......

After a long time, Sun Kewang nodded:

"It stands to reason that this matter can work, but Sun can't be the master, and he must discuss it with his father, mainly depending on his opinion."

Fan Wencheng smiled slyly:

"Fan has long heard of General Sun's prestige, and most of the credit for the establishment of the Daxi regime was made by General Sun, and I believe that your emperor will listen to your opinion."

Fan Wencheng's words are actually suspected of sowing discord, Sun Kewang's real power in Daxi is not small, and he is also very desperate in the war.

But in Zhang Xianzhong's heart, there is no way to compare Sun Kewang and Li Dingguo, and he will never be able to catch up with Li Dingguo.

Sun Kewang was very clear about this, and he was already unhappy in his heart, but because of Zhang Xianzhong's existence, Sun Kewang could only secretly scold in his heart for the time being

The next day

Sun Kewang asked people to take the box of gold and bring some deer antler ginseng, and he led Fan Wencheng to meet Zhang Xianzhong.

Zhang Xianzhong stood in front of a map of the Ming Dynasty, looking at his own position, his brows furrowed more and more, and he already had a premonition in his heart about the future of the Daxi regime.

"Your Majesty, Sun Kewang wants to see you."

Suddenly, a little eunuch came to report, but Zhang Xianzhong didn't reply:

"Let him in."

"Yes"

The eunuch turned around and went out, and soon Sun Kewang walked into the room.

"See the Emperor"

"Excuse me, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xianzhong turned around and sat on the Taishi's chair.

Sun Kewang's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to say:

"Your Majesty, the Qing Dynasty has sent an envoy, and now he is waiting outside the palace."

Hearing that the envoys from the East were coming, Sun Kewang also called them the Great Qing Dynasty, and Zhang Xianzhong's face began to sink at that time.

"What is the Great Qing Dynasty, it is the Eastern Captivity Alien Race, we have no intersection with them, why did the Eastern Captivity suddenly send an envoy to come and let him come in to see me."

"Obedience"

Sun Kewang was startled by Zhang Xianzhong's expression, and hurriedly went out to bring Fan Wencheng in.

He was cunning by nature, and he felt as if it was not good, and he didn't say a word.

"Fan Wencheng, the envoy of the Great Qing Dynasty, see Emperor Onishi."

Fan Wencheng walked in front of Zhang Xianzhong and bowed slightly, don't look at him like a dog in front of the East Passers-by, but he is extremely confident in front of his compatriots.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at Fan Wencheng coldly, and did not immediately give a seat as Fan Wencheng imagined, but shouted:

"Fan Wencheng, have you heard of you, and when you met your master of the Eastern Kidnapping, did you also give a salute like this? As a Han person, don't be a man, be willing to be a dog, kneel! ”

Hearing Zhang Xianzhong's violent drinking, Sun Kewang knew that there was no possibility of negotiating, otherwise Zhang Xianzhong would not have spoken in such a tone, and also asked Fan Wencheng to kneel.

Fan Wencheng smiled slightly:

"As a messenger of the Qing Dynasty, Fan is here to talk about cooperation this time, Li Zicheng is a failure, Chongzhen's next target is definitely your Daxi, if Daxi is willing to deal with the Ming Dynasty with the Qing Dynasty, Daqing promises to divide half of your country once it is done in the future......"

"Haha, it's just a fool's dream, we have a war with Daming, that's our internal matter, we don't need your master dog to take a mouse, it's obviously a wolf's ambition."

"Come on, take down this thief with a thousand knives, kill all his entourage, and Daxi swears not to cooperate with the Eastern Captivity."

"Yes"

The guards swarmed up, dragged Fan Wencheng and walked out.

The great traitor Fan Wencheng can be said to be the first strategist of the Eastern Exile and the main promoter of the Eastern Exile.

I wanted to use a three-inch tongue to persuade Zhang Xianzhong to fight the Ming Dynasty together, but this time it was Xiucai who met the soldiers, and Zhang Xianzhong didn't leave him a chance to speak.