Chapter 698: Southern Barbarian, What a Big Breath
Everyone is a smart person, and there are many things that don't have to be said too clearly.
Hong Chengchou was already standing in line, the little emperor's body leaned back slightly, and then paused for a moment, and then said, "Scholar Hong, but it's okay to ask." β
Hong Chengchou bowed to the little emperor, then walked to Qian Qiaogong behind Shen Zhiyuan, and after standing still, he looked up and down a few times, and said, "This official's question is the same as that of Lord Fan, you might as well say it clearly." β
Qian Qiaogong's heart moved, and after a little consideration, he almost copied Shen Zhiyuan's tone in the same way, and replied: "Qian's sister promised Wu Zheng four years ago, and Wu Zheng was only a hundred households at that time. The father didn't think he had a low position, and promised his sister to marry him, but four years later, Wu Zheng was already the prince of Zhenguo, but he didn't marry his sister for a long time, and he regretted his marriage...... It's tolerable or unbearable. In addition, this time the Jiangbei Navy Division was trapped in Jiangdu, including the remnants of Yizhen Jingwei, Qian's uncle and nephew were originally the main general and deputy general of Jingwei, and when he heard that his comrades were in danger, he naturally wanted to rescue, but Chen Wu fought several times, but he was rejected...... As a last resort, Qian said that Shen Zhiyuan privately led more than 300 people to cross the river to rescue. The next thing, Lord Hong must know, Qian and Shen Zhiyuan, think that the Ming Dynasty is dead, the world has fallen apart for a long time, the people need to live a peaceful life, it is always good to end the war as soon as possible, the Yixing Dynasty only occupies the land of the Ten Mansions, which cannot be compared with the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty, plus Qian also agrees that Shen Zhiyuan is better to die than to live...... So it fell. β
I have to say that Qian Qiaogong's adaptability is really powerful.
His answer was exactly the same as Shen Zhiyuan's, that is, nine and a half of the ten sentences were true.
Hong Chengchou didn't move, he kept staring at Qian Qiaogong's eyes.
After about ten breaths, Hong Chengchou turned around, bowed to the little emperor and said, "Back to the emperor, the minister has finished asking." I thought it was ...... You can take what they say. β
The little emperor Fu Lin bowed his head slightly and said: "This is very good, then ......." β
Speaking of this, Fu Lin stopped, tilted his head back slightly, paused slightly, and then said: "Qian Qiaogong, I ask you, do you know that Uncle Ling died in Ningbo Mansion?" β
Hearing this, Qian Qiaogong's expression changed drastically, and his standing body trembled.
Shen Zhiyuan's heart lifted, and he subconsciously raised his feet to think of supporting, but after all, he slowly put his feet down.
Qian Qiaogong took a deep breath, his tears flowed down like a spring, "Back to the emperor, the minister just heard about it...... My uncle was killed. β
The little emperor said: "He was killed in a battle with my Prince Yu, and Prince Yu was unfortunately captured by Wu Zheng in this battle. At this time, our army had crossed the river and headed south to avenge Prince Yu...... I want you to lead your own troops into battle and fight Wu Zheng head-on, are you willing? β
Shen Zhiyuan's heart rose even more, and his breathing became urgent.
Qian Qiaogong took another breath and said, "Go back to the emperor...... Willing to do so! It's just that....... β
"Just what?"
"The minister is willing to respect the emperor's will and fight with Wu, but the more than 2,000 soldiers under the minister's command, they are all from the south of the Yangtze River, and soon after the new Qing Dynasty, they will have to fight with their former comrades on the battlefield, I'm afraid it's not appropriate...... Your Majesty, if you transfer my department to the northwest or even Guangzhou, the ministers will have nothing to say...... Or, please ask the emperor to give the ministers a year of grace, let the ministers train, and after a year, my ministry will respect the emperor's will, and point to where to fight! β
The little emperor did not react, and the hundreds of people in the hall did not make any sound.
Fu Lin tilted his head back slightly, paused slightly, and then said, "Hong Aiqing, go on." β
After Hong Chengchou gave up his hand, he turned to Shen Zhiyuan and asked, "You and Wu Zheng grew up together since childhood, what kind of person do you think he is?" β
Shen Zhiyuan was obviously stunned and replied, "Wu Zheng...... Actually, I don't know each other. I am familiar with him before he was born at the age of thirteen, as for after returning from Jiading, you did not have much contact with him, especially after he captured Hangzhou, I was idle in Pinggang Mountain by him, and he went all the way north to ....... β
Hong Chengchou frowned and interrupted: "In your opinion, how big is the grudge between the Yixing Imperial Court and Wu Zheng?" β
Shen Zhiyuan replied: "It's not big, it's not small." To tell the truth, all the entanglements between the Yixing Dynasty and Wu Zheng have existed in all dynasties and generations in the past. Strong ministers suppress kings, strong kings suppress ministers, there have been ancient times. β
"Are you saying that the differences between the monarchs and ministers of the Yixing Dynasty can be reconciled?"
"I didn't say that." Shen Zhiyuan said seriously, "It depends on the attitude of the Qing court. β
"How?"
"The more you press, the stronger the rebound. At least on the matter of opposing the Qing Dynasty, there was no disagreement between the top and bottom of the Yixing Dynasty. If the Qing Dynasty is forced too much, it is inevitable that the monarch and the ministers will join forces to defend against foreign enemies. β
"Even if the monarch and the ministers join forces, can the Yixing Dynasty block the full force of our court?"
"Shen is just a deputy thousand households, and Shen really can't answer this question."
Hong Chengchou turned to Qian Qiaogong and asked, "What do you mean?" β
Qian Qiaogong asked with a blank face: "Does Lord Hong want to hear the truth or a lie?" β
"Honestly, of course."
"The truth is that there is at least a seventy percent chance that the Yixing Dynasty can block it now."
These words made the Manchurian officials, especially the military attachΓ©s, angry and angry.
"Nanban, what a big breath!" A Manchu military minister who was about the same age as Qian Qiaogong came out of the ranks, glared at Qian Qiaogong and said, "If the emperor decrees, I only need 20,000 troops to level the south of the Yangtze River!" β
Qian Qiaogong didn't even look at it, he said with a blank face: "Frogs, they are all looking at the wellhead and blowing the atmosphere." Just now, the emperor said that Prince Yu of the Great Qing Dynasty was captured in Ningbo Mansion, and was later beheaded by Wu Zheng in Shaoxing Mansion. Dare to ask this general, self-recognition is comparable to Prince Yu? β
"You're ......!" The Manchu military minister Rao was full of confidence, and he couldn't dare to claim that he was stronger than Duoduo, but he couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, and rushed straight at Qian Qiaogong.
Qian Qiaogong did not move.
But over there, Hong Chengchou stepped forward and stopped the Manchu military ministers, "Above the main hall, everything is decided by the emperor, and the prince of Zhenguo must not be presumptuous!" β
This Manchu military minister is also the prince of Zhenguo.
However, his Zhenguo Gong is a little far away from Wu Zheng's Zhenguo Gong.
The title of Daming, the prince is the male of the uncle, and the prince is the highest under the king with a different surname, commonly known as the prince of the country.
However, the Qing court's Zhenguo Gong, whose full name is Feng'en Zhenguo Gong, is the second lowest rank of the eight-point title.
The eight-point title, the full name is also called the eight-part title.
There are "eight titles", and naturally there are "not eight titles".
Before the Qing court entered the customs, each battle was captured, which was divided into eight parts, and the nobles who were eligible for each banner participated in the distribution of the spoils according to their respective ranks.
Later, the identities of these people gradually became fixed and became a kind of rank of nobility, called "into the eight-point title".