Guangzhou, Pingnan Palace.

Shang Kexi said to his son Shang Zhixin while listening to the play: "The imperial court has just come to the will, ordering this king to lead troops to Jiangxi to assist the imperial court in quelling the rebellion. ”

Shang Zhixin was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "Did my father agree?" ”

Shang Kexi glared at him fiercely and said, "It's really, can this kind of thing not be agreed to?" That's a holy decree, and a holy decree must be obeyed. ”

Shang Zhixin was very unconvinced: "My father's words are wrong. If it had been a few years ago, we would have no reason to refuse. But now that the Qing court is retreating, and now even Huguang and Nanjing have been lost, what qualifications do you have to order us like this. ”

Shang Kexi sighed, and said in his heart that this son really didn't let him worry.

"Xin'er, this king doesn't often tell you to look at things from a distance. Although the imperial court has suffered several defeats now, the volume is there. How can such a thing as a mayfly shaking a tree and a mantis arm being a car succeed? The general trend of the Ming court has gone, and now it is just a dying struggle, and it is just a return to the light. Sooner or later, the world will still be clear. ”

"Even so, we can't be called around like dogs."

Shang Zhixin is pretentious, and Shang Kexi was crowned the king of Nan and became the king of Guangdong, and his nostrils were even more lifted to the sky.

"We can send troops, but the imperial court must be responsible for the supply of grain and grass. If we were to prepare our own food and grass, this battle would be a fart. ”

He snorted and said, "I can think that this idea was thought up by Fan Wencheng's old dog." How could Shunzhi's pig brain come up with such a poisonous plan to kill people with a knife! ”

"Xin'er, don't talk nonsense!"

Shang Kexi hurriedly interrupted Shang Zhixin.

"What are you afraid of, this Guangdong is the territory of our Shang family, if anyone dares to chew the root of his tongue, I cut his tongue."

Shang Kexi was very helpless in his heart, why did he give birth to such a son, it was really not worry-free.

"Father, we can delay this matter, even if we go, we can't go so early."

Shang Zhixin's eyes rolled, and then he continued: "If the son is not wrong, the same will should have been granted to the King of Jingnan." ”

Today's King of Jingnan is Geng Zhongming's eldest son, Geng Jimao.

In the sixth year of Shunzhi, Geng Zhongming was impeached because his subordinates harbored fugitives, and hanged himself in terror.

Although the court was lenient and did not take away the title, and ordered his eldest son Geng Jimao to attack the knighthood, Geng Jimao must still have a lot of hatred in his heart.

The so-called fugitive law was a strict law in the original version of the Qing court.

Because of the implementation of the staking and shaving orders, many people in the north could not bear it anymore and fled to the south such as Guangdong and Fujian.

Geng Zhongming ended up miserably because his subordinates harbored the fugitives.

From this point, it can be seen that although Shang Kexi and others were made vassal kings, they were nothing more than dogs in the eyes of the Qing court.

You can let them out and bite when you need them. When you don't need them, you can kick them away, or even peel them and cook dog meat to eat.

"Father can wait for King Jingnan's movements, and then make a decision."

Shang Zhixin has such a strong hint, how can Shang Kexi not hear it?

The son is warning him not to be the first bird, in case he becomes Geng Zhongming's second.

Shang Kexi and Geng Zhongming are old friends.

Although there was a lot of trouble in order to fight for the blessed land of Guangdong as a feudal land, he didn't feel good when he saw his old friend commit suicide so aggrieved.

Now he continues to nest, waiting for his old friend's son to come out, no matter how he looks at it, it doesn't look like what an uncle should do.

"What does it matter if you send troops early or late, as long as you don't completely fall out like Wu Sangui, this soldier should always come out."

"Father, in my opinion, Wu Sangui is the real smart person."

Shang Zhixin saw that Shang Kexi still had a stubborn attitude, and he was a little anxious.

The so-called persimmon picks up the soft pinch. Wu Sangui made a fuss like this, and he almost pulled the flag and rebelled, didn't the Qing court say anything? ”

He took a breath and said, "Sometimes it's only when you show your fist that others know that you are not easy to bully." ”

"Although Wu Sangui now controls Yunnan, there are also Ming troops in Sichuan in the north, and Qing troops in Guizhou in the east, so his life is not easy."

"But at least no one can call him around."

Shang Zhixin was also stubborn, and said fiercely: "Does my father want to grovel in front of Hong Chengchou's old dog and listen to orders?" ”

Hearing this, Shang Kexi was silent.

In fact, he can accept everything else, but it is a little difficult to accept that he obeys Hong Chengchou's orders.

No matter how he says it, he is also a vassal king, and Hong Chengchou is just a courtier, and he has no place to put his face if he obeys such a person.

What is certain is that once he goes to Jiangxi, he will inevitably be ordered by Hong Chengchou.

Because they are guest troops, this is also clearly stated in the decree.

"What can I do?"

Although Shang Zhixin is only in his early twenties now, he often gives Shang Kexi advice.

"If you don't find a reason, you will say that your father, you are sick, and you are sick. Request for a later dispatch of troops. ”

Shang Zhixin swallowed and spitted at the mouth: "Then we will procrastinate, and wait until a few months later to rush to Jiangxi, so that maybe the battle is over." ”

Shang Kexi shook his head violently when he heard this.

"No, that's too obvious. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the attitude of this king, and the emperor must not be angry to death. ”

"Father, you have to think about it, it's easy to go, but it's not easy to get out of it."

Shang Ke was pleased to see his son looking forward like this, and said with some dissatisfaction: "My son is worried about Li Dingguo? In the tenth year of Shunzhi, the king defeated Li Dingguo in Zhaoqing. In the eleventh year of Shunzhi, the king defeated him in Xinhui. Others may be afraid of Li Dingguo, but this king is Li Dingguo's nemesis, and he has won all his battles! ”

This is also Shang Kexi's proudest place. Others may be very afraid of Li Dingguo, because of the two famous kings, many people have heard that Li Dingguo has changed color.

But Shang Kexi will not.

After all, the record is here, and the psychological advantage is too great.

"Don't misunderstand, father, my son thinks that the thieves suddenly attacked the city, not necessarily because of Li Dingguo alone."

"Who else could it be if it wasn't Li Dingguo? Is it because of the eternal calendar? ”

Shang Kexi laughed and said: "At the beginning, Yongli fled back and forth in Liangguang, like a rat crossing the street. Such a timid person who has been stealing the throne for more than ten years, if there was no Li Dingguo, he would have been ousted from power long ago. Such a person will also change the tide of the war? ”

"But my son heard that this Yongli has changed like a different person in the past two years, and the Ming army is very obedient to him."

"It's useless not to talk about it. This king agrees with you not to be the first bird, but the army will definitely come out. In this way, this king will write a letter to the king of Jingnan and ask him when he will send troops. When the king of Jingnan sent troops, the king sent troops again. ”

Seeing that his father's attitude was so resolute, Shang Zhixin didn't say much and nodded: "My son, this is the Franc machine man in the trench realm who ordered the Franc machine to send more artillery and firearms." ”

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