"The grass people have seen the Governor!"

The tone of the person who came was respectful, but in his expression, there was a sense of arrogance, this is a person from the rivers and lakes.

"Mr. Ding, please take a seat."

Hong Chengchou sat upright in the chair, raised his eyelids and waved his hand with a smile, beckoning Mr. Ding to sit down, "Come on, serve tea." ”

After the visitor sat down, he quietly looked at the newly appointed governor of the five provinces and did not speak.

Hong Chengchou sat upright, not angry and arrogant, wearing a red top satin round warm hat with dazzling eyes, wearing a first-class crane court suit, pedaling black Duan Dynasty boots, hanging a pearl on his chest upright, and the beads with the texture of the east pearl were full.

This male has thin eyebrows, a thin face, high cheekbones but fleshless cheeks, two mustaches above his lips are very thick, and a wisp of goatee under his chin has strangely turned white.

"Mr. Ding, what's the new news over there?" Hong Chengchou asked lightly.

"My lord, the grass people are about to say hello to the adults," the man put down his teacup, raised his eyebrows, and said softly:

"I just received the flying pigeon message, and it has been found out that the leader of the mysterious team is surnamed Lin, who has just been canonized as the Marquis of Qinchuan by King Gui, but was seriously injured by Jinyiwei, and almost provoked a mutiny, and has now left Qinzhou and no longer guards Nanning."

"Oh?"

Hong Chengchou's expression perked up when he heard this, and then he said quietly: "So, the current army in Nanning is relatively empty? ”

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm...... Can you find out the exact number of troops and where they are deployed? ”

"The people below are investigating...... News is expected to come soon. ”

"Okay, Mr. Ding has worked hard," Hong Chengchou said softly, "When the southwestern provinces are pacified, the old man will be the imperial court, and I will ask for credit for you." ”

"Merit, I don't dare to take it," Mr. Ding smiled faintly, "It's just that the promise of the adult ......"

"Don't worry, since the old man agreed, he will naturally not break his word and get fat, and at that time, the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance will be your faction."

"Xiaomin has thanked the adults." Hearing this, Mr. Ding hurriedly got up and bowed his hands.

"Mr. Ding doesn't have to be polite, you can go out of the mountain to help this time, serve the court, and serve the people, this is an immeasurable merit, the old man should do a little bit for your faction, isn't it right?"

Hong Chengchou waved his hand and said lightly, "But ...... Sun Kewang over there, but he has to hurry. ”

"Yes, sir." Mr. Ding's expression froze, "Xiaomin, let's go and urge it." ”

Looking at the back of Mr. Ding's departure, Hong Chengchou twisted his short beard under his chin, squinted his eyes slightly and pondered.

Since the surrender of the Qing Dynasty, he has made great efforts to consolidate the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and many of them have been adopted by the Qing court, especially the strategy of "pacifying the main and supplementing the suppression", which is the most important.

For the long-term stability of the Qing Dynasty, he even suggested that the Manchus should also "learn the Chinese language and know the Chinese language", understand the etiquette and customs of the Han people, advocate Confucianism, and gradually dilute the boundary between the Manchus and the Han.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, some of his admonitions were measures to lighten the people's burdens, stimulate economic development, minimize armed conflicts and bloodshed, and play a certain positive role in promoting the stability of social order.

But on the other hand, he also suppressed and slaughtered many Jiangnan anti-Qing rebels, and killed many righteous people who supported the Ming royal family, so he was unanimously scolded and condemned by public opinion at the time, Jin Sheng and Huang Daozhou were captured and reprimanded him for shameless apostasy in person, and even his mother and younger brother Hong Chengjian also accused him of being disloyal and did not allow him to enter the house.

Now, although the situation is not good in the line of fire, he still feels that this is not an opportunity, as long as the planning is done properly and the two-pronged approach is carried out, there is still hope that he will complete the battle and quickly unify the whole country.

At that time, the master will definitely treat him well, right? If he can still be a marquis in his sixtieth year, then, when he returns to his hometown and retires, his old mother may forgive him? His fellow villagers and neighbors won't stay away anymore, right?

What he never expected was that ten years later, when Kangxi became the heir, the sixty-nine-year-old Hong Chengchou, a first-class important minister of the dynasty, was begging for bones, but Kangxi was only awarded an insignificant hereditary title of third-class light car captain.

This man who sacrificed his honor, rebelled against the Ming Dynasty and served the Qing Dynasty for 20 years, and guided the Qing Dynasty to sit firmly in the country after several wars, only got a small light car lieutenant when he was in office, and provided new material for sarcasm and sarcasm to those who condemned him.

What is even more ironic is that by the Qianlong period, the Manchu magnates had been completely sinicized, and the Manchu and Han ideologies and cultures began to blend, and the Qianlong Emperor regarded himself as a descendant of Confucian sages and the co-masters of China, and sang harmony with the Han literati, and began to praise Shi Kefa, Huang Daozhou and other loyal and patriotic examples.

And Hong Chengchou's betrayal of the Ming stain finally overshadowed Xiaoqing's exploits, and the image was completely reversed, Qianlong ordered Hong Chengchou to be included in the "Biography of the Second Minister", but only because of his great merit, he was listed as the second minister.

……

Hong Chengchou is strategizing, and Lin Xiao is not idle.

The New Year passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first month.

Lin Xiao's injury recovered smoothly, and he was able to get out of bed and move after just over ten days, but the right leg of the arrow was still not strong, so he could only limp and barely take a walk in the yard.

Feng Suqin and her guards all went to participate in the recruit trial and lived in the recruit camp, so he was taken care of by Lu Hua alone for the past few days

Since he failed to recruit troops in Nanning, Lin Xiao asked Ding Shuai to recruit some on the spot, but fortunately, there were many refugees in Qinzhou and Fangcheng Town, and finally recruited more than 6,000 people on the basis of merit and formed a new corps to start training.

Lin Xiao also drove Yu Cheng and Wang Dong into the recruit team for training, and Duan Zhenghong and He Shouxin were all driven to be instructors, leaving only Zhang Chenfeng.

A few days ago, he had a telephone conversation with Liu Xulei, Xia Bomin, and Zhu Yujia, asking them to select 50 top military personnel from each place to report to the defense towns, and he felt that it was time to organize and train a new special combat team, and this task would be handed over to Zhang Chenfeng for the time being, and when he fully recovered, he would personally polish this unit.

On this day, He Yi accompanied his in-laws Nangong Qiang to visit suddenly, saying that he was here to visit Lin Xiao.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Nangong Qiang talked about the opening of a military uniform factory, the style of the first batch of military uniforms has been finalized, because there is no chemical fiber cloth at present, can not make the 21st century style of the scrape, Lin Xiao decided to simplify because of the ugliness, the military uniform of the Eighth Route Army in the future as a blueprint, drew a draft and sent someone to Nangong Qiang to design and trial production.

This kind of military uniform based on the tunic is slightly thin in the era of cold weapons, but in Lin Xiao's eyes, this is a military uniform with a sacred aura.

Besides, Lin Xiao never thought that his troops would be threatened by bows and arrows, in the era of hot weapons, who still wears that kind of cumbersome ironclad suit?

Cao Jiawen's flintlock pistol has been finalized, and the last time I came to visit, I had already asked him to test the gun at a certain time, and mysteriously said that there would be additional surprises at that time.

Since the first batch of military uniforms was in high demand, and the sewing speed was too slow for women near Shaping Town, Nangong Qiang envisioned opening another garment factory in Qinzhou, which would not only greatly increase production, but also provide employment for a large number of refugees.

It's just that Nangong Qiang has spent a lot of silver taels to buy fabrics everywhere in the early stage, and the silver money for building the factory is not enough, and he is more worried that if the stall is too big, once the production peak is passed, the manpower will be idle, so he is a little dilemma, so he came to ask Lin Xiao's opinion.