Yuan Chonghuan told Wang Zezhi the truth in prison, and as soon as he said that Chongzhen would not take Wang Zezhi away, a jailer shouted and took Wang Zezhi away.

Yuan Chonghuan grabbed the fence and looked at Wang Zezhi who was taken away in despair, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He was sad not that Wang Zezhi was taken away, but that there was no hope for Liaodong.

"Old man Yuan, I've eaten a severed head." The jailer shouted, opened the cell door, and pushed Yuan Chonghuan out.

Yuan Chonghuan followed unconsciously like a walking corpse.

"Change your clothes, it stinks." The prison seat pointed to the bath barrel in a cell and motioned for Yuan Chonghuan to wash.

Tomorrow, Yuan Chonghuan will die, and there is no hope for Liaodong.

"What wash? Wash your neck and wait for a knife? ”

"It's itchy, isn't it? Tell you to wash it, where is so much nonsense. Without saying a word, the jailer pushed Yuan Chonghuan in and lit half a pillar of incense.

"Give you half a pillar of incense."

Yuan Chonghuan touched his sticky hair, smelled his stinky clothes, and finally took a serious bath.

It's not bad to be able to wash and dry and die a decent death.

Yuan Chonghuan took a shower, changed his clothes, and was taken to a windowed cell.

This cell is a place for those who are about to be executed.

On the table in the cell were two meats, one vegetarian, three dishes, and a pot of wine.

The only thing that surprised Yuan Chonghuan was that Wang Zezhi was also here.

"The emperor is going to kill you?" Yuan Chonghuan asked suspiciously.

"That's right, the emperor also asked the two of us to eat a severed head meal together." Wang Zezhi nodded, stretched out his hand and motioned for Yuan Chonghuan to sit down.

Yuan Chonghuan straightened his clothes, walked to the table and bowed slightly.

In terms of official position, Wang Zezhi is higher than him, and in terms of title, Wang Zezhi is still higher than him.

Although both of them are in prison, Yuan Chonghuan still can't forget the etiquette.

"There will be a death in a hundred years of life, and a confidant will die without regrets, although you are a little thief, but you are also my only confidant, I didn't expect us to die together."

"Inspector Yuan, do you think I can inherit your great cause because I am your confidant?

Isn't it okay for Zu Dashou? ”

Wang Zezhi asked.

"Although Zu Dashou is a fierce general, he has already developed a fear and does not trust the emperor, Liaodong handed it over to him, and something will happen sooner or later."

Yuan Chonghuan said.

"What about Wu Sangui?"

"Zu Dashou's nephew? Zu Dashou can't do it, let alone his nephew. ”

Wu Sangui's ancestral home is Gaoyou, Nanzhili, and he was born in the 40th year of Wanli (1612) in Guangning Qiantunwei Zhonghou (now Suizhong, Liaoning).

He was born in a family of generals in western Liaoning, learned martial arts since childhood, and was good at riding and shooting.

Wu Xiang heard and witnessed how the Ming Dynasty lost the Battle of Guangning in the second year of the Apocalypse (1622), how Xiong Tingbi, the governor of Liaodong, was rumored to be the head of the Nine Sides, and how Wang Huazhen, the governor of Liaodong, was imprisoned and died.

Wu Xiang was transferred to Beijing by order and married Zu Dashou's sister as a continuation.

Zu Dashou is a prominent family living in Liaoxi, Wu Xiang became Zu Dashou's brother-in-law, and Wu Sangui became Zu Dashou's nephew.

The marriage of the Zu and Wu families made Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui find a strong backer, and also made the power of the Zu family stronger.

Under the teachings and influence of his father Wu Xiang and his uncle Zu Dashou, Wu Sangui studied both literature and martial arts, and was admitted to the martial arts examination before the age of 20.

The current Wu Sangui is still a nobody, if it weren't for Zu Dashou, Yuan Chonghuan might not even know who Wu Sangui is.

"Why does Yuan Gong think I can do it?"

"It's too difficult to be the governor of Liaodong, there are golden soldiers and iron cavalry in the front, and there are traitors in the court, the enemy is on the left and right, and the killing opportunities are everywhere, such a boss can't control the overall situation without any real skills.

You were originally a thief, and if you can get to this day, it can be seen that you still have some ability.

I've heard that when you dealt with some thieves, you had them kill each other, and the winner survived, so you were vicious enough.

I just wasn't vicious enough to end up like this. ”

"Inspector Yuan really thinks of me."

"Hey, how is the emperor going to kill you?" Yuan Chonghuan asked curiously.

"Noon Gate beheading." Wang Zezhi replied.

"That's really cheap for you, what I suffered was Ling Chi's execution, and the emperor wanted to cut me with a thousand knives."

"That's miserable, let's have a drink." Wang Zezhi raised his glass and touched Yuan Chonghuan.

"The emperor hates me to the bone, I, Yuan Chonghuan, have fought for the country and the people for half my life, but in the end, the emperor wants to cut me with a thousand knives."

"Inspector Yuan doesn't know, the emperor ordered the people to come with dishes and chopsticks, and every time you cut a piece of meat, you will share a piece of food for the people."

Yuan Chonghuan stood up suddenly when he heard this.

"Oh my God, oh my God, unjustly, unjustly, ah..." Yuan Chonghuan raised his hands to the sky as if he was crazy.

"Well, the loss of Jizhen really has nothing to do with me, although I am nominally the Jiliao Governor, in fact, I can't manage Jizhen at all, who should I talk to."

Yuan Chonghuan came to Wang Zezhi and grabbed his sleeve excitedly.

"I know that the Overseer is brave and loyal." Wang Zezhi helped him back to his seat.

"Tell you something interesting."

"No, I don't listen to anything, I want to avenge my grievances, I want to avenge my grievances."

Yuan Chonghuan couldn't accept it, even if he was cut by a thousand knives, he would be eaten by the people.

"I hit the door of Huang Taiji's house, and Shengjing City went down."

"No... What the? ”

Yuan Chonghuan, who was originally crazy, heard that Wang Zezhi had hit Shengjing, and suddenly returned to normal.

"Say it again."

"I hit Shengjing City."

"You... How did you do that? ”

"Huang Taiji went south with the power of the whole country to attack Ming, and I took advantage of the weakness to enter and hit his hometown."

Wang Zezhi said solemnly.

"Wizard! You are a genius, you have to live, you have to live, only if you survive, there is hope for Liaodong. ”

Yuan Chonghuan looked at Wang Zezhi with wide eyes, and Wang Zezhi's hairs stood on end.

"Okay, go back, eat a guillotine meal for so long, take a walk." The jailer interrupted the conversation between the two and took them separately to their respective cells.

When Yuan Chonghuan returned to the cell, he grabbed the fence and looked at the prison opposite.

But he waited for a long time, and the cell door opposite never opened.

"Impossible, impossible, you can't die, what if you die Liaodong?"

Yuan Chonghuan went crazy, he was like a drowning man who finally caught a life-saving object, but it couldn't save his life at all.

As soon as he raised hope, reality gave him a fatal blow.

"Inspector Yuan, who are you talking about?" Just then, a shrill voice rang out.

It was the voice of a eunuch, and Yuan Chonghuan knew as soon as he heard it that Wang Chengen was here.

"Princess?"

"Inspector Yuan, I can't save you, I've done my best." Wang Chengen bowed deeply to Yuan Chonghuan.

"I'm afraid you have something to say when you came to me."

"That's right, I came here this time to recommend you to take charge of Liaodong."

"Hmph, I dare to recommend it, does the emperor dare to use it?" Yuan Chonghuan flicked his sleeves and returned to the depths of the prison.

"Inspector Yuan, the emperor is much more generous than you expected, you just have to recommend it."

"Okay, then I'll recommend Wang Zezhi."