Chapter 8: Forced into the Yang Mansion

"What is the situation at the front? What's the good news?"

The soldiers defending the city were the Liaoguan Yuan Army, and they hated the Houjin cavalry who wantonly slaughtered the people. As soon as Ye Fu entered the city gate, he couldn't wait to ask.

"It's not good, although the army of Houjin Yiqi was completely annihilated, our army also suffered heavy losses. I'll go and tell you the battle report ahead, and I'll talk to my brother in detail when I return. ”

Ye Fu didn't stay too long, just mentioned it slightly, and rode away.

Ye Fu did not go to the council hall, but went straight to the Jingluo Mansion in Shenyang's temporary building.

Yang Hao, although he has the name of a strategy, is actually an old man in his last years, and he doesn't have much energy.

What's more, he was confident that his strategy on paper would definitely bring him great success, so he naturally would not be anxious back and forth in the barracks.

Indeed, Yang Ho was indeed hiding in his mansion at this time, enjoying it.

In front of the Jinglu Mansion, except for two servants who were shivering with cold, there was no one else.

The surroundings are extremely deserted, and it is obvious that after the winter, the people are really uncomfortable under the situation of increasing taxes.

According to Ye Fu's memory, this battle of Sarhu not only caused the Ming army to be exhausted, but even the people in the Liaoguan area also lived extremely difficult, which can be described as a nerve-wracking.

"Who?"

The few servants guarding in front of the door did not salute when they saw Ye Fu, but looked at Ye Fu and the others arrogantly.

didn't mean to look down on Ye Fu at all, and even with a little contempt.

This is extremely normal, after all, they are servants of the strategy, and they are quite a bit of a dog.

"Lord Jingluo is not free at this time, you should go to the council hall and wait."

The servant glanced at Ye Fu and gave an order to expel the guest.

"The military situation is urgent, and there must be no delay."

Ye Fu's tone became cold.

The soldiers in front of him were killed and wounded innumerably, and a little servant of the Jingluo Mansion dared to put on a show?

"Humph! This is the Jingluo Mansion, is it possible that you still have to break in?"

The two servants seemed to expect that Ye Fu would not dare to break in, and continued to sneer at Ye Fu.

"Hold them down for me. They dare to continue shouting and chopping. ”

Ye Fu didn't give the slightest emotion, and immediately gave an order.

These nine people were all subordinates who were born and died with him, and they did not hesitate at all about Ye Fu's instructions, and immediately pulled against the necks of the two servants.

"You! If you don't return for a night, you dare to trespass into the Jingluo Mansion without permission? Could it be that you are not afraid of military responsibility? ”

The servant blushed and stiffened his neck and continued to ask.

"Humph! If we delay any longer, tens of thousands of troops on the front line will die, and it will take a long time for thousands of people to die, so why not?"

Ye Fu's tone was loud, and he was not swayed by the threat in the slightest.

The two servants were speechless, they couldn't imagine that this mere family could speak such iron-clad words without returning to a hundred households at night.

Ye Fu pushed the door and went straight into the Jingluo Mansion. As soon as you enter the mansion, extravagance can be seen everywhere.

In the late Ming Dynasty, the bureaucracy was extremely corrupt, and it can be said that every official who looked extremely poor had a lot of silver in his pocket.

Even, the first emperor in history who wanted to borrow money from his courtiers to fight a war team because the internal treasury and the treasury were too poor to open the pot were from the Ming Dynasty.

And those looted people's fat and ointment have been turned into a source of extravagant life by those officials.

Seeing this, Ye Fu was angry in his heart. The soldiers at the front are still bleeding and still hungry because of lack of food and grass, and even there are many people who have begun to develop chilblains because the cotton clothes are not thick enough. How can we talk about the tens of thousands of troops in front of us?

Ye Fu wanted to scold this old man loudly, but he didn't, this bureaucratic corruption was not a matter of a day or two.

It's all because the emperors of the late Ming Dynasty were a group of weak and incompetent guys.

In addition to believing the words of those old ministers, he didn't even have a little assertiveness about himself.

This is also the reason why the entire Ming Dynasty established the so-called Xiaonanming regime from occupying the entire Central Plains to being beaten to the small city in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Jinglu Mansion?"

At this time, several soldiers saw Ye Fu who suddenly broke in, and drew their knives and pointed at Ye Fu.

"If you don't return to a hundred households at night, Ye Fu will report the military situation."

Ye Fu said coldly.

"Lord Jingluo is not free at this time, and I will report later. You go to the council chamber and wait. ”

The head of the guard put away his long knife and waved his hand to signal Ye Fu to leave.

"The war ahead is changing rapidly, and there can be no delay. Today, I have to meet Yang Jingluo. ”

Ye Fu's tone was very tough.

"We're all colleagues, and I don't want to make things too ugly."

When the guard saw that Ye Fu was still going to break in, his face suddenly became ugly.

The sound has also become much heavier.

"Today, even if any of you stop me, you must see Yang Jingluo."

Ye Fu took another step forward, and his tone was also unquestionable.

Suddenly, the whole scene was tense, and with a slight change, it was a scene of waving a knife.

"What's going on? Why is it so intense? It's disturbed, Lord Jingluo rests, none of you can afford to delay! ”

A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked out of the room, whispering to the guards.

"Lord Steward, this kid is the one who reported the news from the front, and he has to see Lord Jinglu."

The chief guard naturally attributed all the responsibility to Ye Fu, and said to the middle-aged man flatteringly.

"Oh? Boy, I don't know, the news you brought is not big, if it is not big, disturbing the rest of the adults, you can't afford to bear this responsibility. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Fu and asked with a smile.

"The Western Army is almost completely wiped out, is this news a big deal?"

Ye Fu said lightly, but there was irrepressible anger in his tone.

"What? I'm going to ask Master Jinglu. ”

The governor's face changed suddenly, this is not a big deal, the western army is 40,000 people, and it is the main force of the entire crusade against Houjin, and all of them are lost at once. I'm afraid that the next battle will be difficult to sustain.

"Lord Jinglu."

The manager knocked on the door of Yang Hao's room and said softly.

"When? I don't know, am I busy? ”

I only heard the beautiful voice of a woman in the room, and Yang Hao's angry scolding.

Obviously, being disturbed by the manager, Yang Ho was very dissatisfied.

"My lord, the battle ahead is coming. The Western Army was almost completely annihilated. ”

After the manager finished speaking, Yang Hao was suddenly stunned, and even the nature of continuing was completely dispelled.

"What? What's going on? Wherever he comes, I will see him at once. ”

Jing Luo didn't stay in the room any longer, he suddenly stood up, got dressed and walked out the door.

"It's in the antechamber."

The manager bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Let's go. I want to see him. ”

After Yang Hao got dressed, he went straight to the place where the former Ye Fu was.

"What is the war ahead? How, this could happen?"

As soon as he saw Ye Fu, Yang Hao didn't say a word, and began to ask.

If you don't know, you think this is a good and conscientious leader.

In fact, he is just a villain who does not put the lives of ordinary soldiers in his eyes and only has his own interests in mind.