Chapter 51

If you sail from Jiangyin to Guazhou, it will take a day's work. Naturally, it cannot be compared with the high speed of one hour hundreds of years later, however, in this era, the waterway is equivalent to the high speed of this era.

Zhu Mingzhong, who personally led the grain fleet, was once again stunned by the huge fleet in front of him when he arrived in Guazhou.

Obediently, this fleet ...... It's huge!

Although we know from the history books the scale of Zheng Chenggong's fleet during the Northern Expedition, although I have witnessed the huge fleet before, only when I am in it can we feel the huge fleet, and thousands of warships of different sizes occupy the entire river.

When he stepped on the sampan again to go to the ship surnamed Guoye, Zhu Mingzhong's state of mind can be said to be different from day to night, and it is precisely because of this that he has the interest in appreciating this fleet.

If you could record this scene with a camera...... But what's the use of taking a picture of this spectacular scene with your phone? When the phone runs out of battery, the photo will still be messaged, and maybe a picture should be drawn to record the scene of the Northern Expedition.

"Look stupid, you see, the biggest ones are fortune ships, those three-masted ships, there are dozens of cannons on them, over there, that's the horse ship, that's the grain ship, that's the ......."

Seeing Zhu Mingzhong standing on the sampan without saying a word, Xu Yuanda showed off the huge fleet to him with some pride, and he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, Langzhong, who he led into the army, actually became a great hero in defeating Jiangyin.

Not only that, as soon as the army conquered Guazhou on this side, he led a ship to bring 2,000 stone of grain. Because it was an acquaintance, he volunteered to come to meet this Langzhong.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect ......"

"Chengren,"

Walking to Zhu Mingzhong's side, Zhang Huangyan whispered again.

"When I meet the general, I have to pay attention to the proportions of my speech, you know!"

For Zhang Huangyan, who is bent on recruiting this tiger general under his command, he naturally hopes to improve the relationship between the two through this kind of reminder, and what makes him happy is that Zhu Mingzhong is not a stingy person. If you are stingy, how can you deliberately ask to see yourself first, and then ask to see the general.

"Please rest assured, the little one knows what to do!"

Zhu Mingzhong, who finally survived the death, of course knew what he should do, and now was not the time for him to be stubborn. Although he was on the boat with Zhang Huangyan, as a "low-level general", he was not qualified to go to see Zheng Chenggong together, so he could only wait outside, and when Zhu Mingzhong was waiting outside the "big tent", Zheng Ling in the back cabin walked to the place leading to the front cabin, and then asked,

"Eleven, is that Lang Zhong here?"

Zheng Ling asked with some concern.

"Miss Hui Jiu, that Langzhong is now waiting for the prince to summon him outside the big tent!"

When Zheng Shiyi replied, he bent down respectfully, ignoring the injury on his back - this is the injury that the prince punished for falling, if it were replaced by an ordinary person, I am afraid that fifty military sticks would almost be able to remove half of his life, but now Zheng Shiyi is still alive and well in the back cabin.

"Oh,"

Zheng Ling, who wanted to go to the front cabin, just raised his foot and looked at Zheng Shiyi, thinking of the tragic situation when he was beaten with fifty military sticks, so he sighed and said.

"Eleven, you go and give this to the man......"

When he took out a piece of paper from his close-fitting pocket, Zheng Ling didn't have any idea of avoiding it at all, but gave it directly to the servant.

For Miss Jiu's order, Zheng Shiyi, as a house slave, naturally would not refuse, he took the "letter" and went directly to the top cabin, and then saw Zhu Mingzhong waiting there outside the tent,

"This is Lord Zhu?"

is different from the ordinary domestic slaves who are often arrogant, because the national surname is strict, and even the military rule of law, so Zheng Shiyi is always very polite when treating people.

"Under Zhu Mingzhong, who are you?"

Looking at the man like a servant in front of him, although he bowed his waist, Zhu Mingzhong still felt the power stored in this body.

"My master asked the villain to send a letter to the adult!"

Letter?

When he took the letter, he noticed the thick knuckles of the other party and the calluses on it, and Zhu Mingzhong knew that this person was probably not just a domestic servant. Looking at the letter without an envelope, I was slightly surprised, and after unfolding the letter, a strange smile flashed on my face.

"The rest of your life is China, death is Ming, the rest of your life is China, death is Ming, and the rest of your life is full of vigor and turns into wind and thunder; The rest of the spirit is dark, and it becomes the sun star. ”

What was written on this paper was a poem written by Zhang Huangyan when he wanted to cut off his head, knowing that he would die, looking at the extremely delicate words on the letter, Zhu Mingzhong vaguely guessed the meaning of the other party, I am afraid that the other party read this word and has not finished writing.

Could it be that this man wants the whole thing?

But how can this "Song" be written? This song "Song of Release" was written by Zhang Huangyan when he was imprisoned in Hangzhou Prison. In the song, he said that he would resolutely learn from the example of Wen Tianxiang and other martyrs, and be a courtier who was brave and loyal and killed his country.

I can't write it......

And even if it is written, it should not be the scene!

When Zhu Mingzhong hesitated in his heart whether to plagiarize Zhang Huangyan's "Song", in the cabin, Zhang Huangyan was discussing his next move with Zheng Chenggong.

"Now that the army has conquered Guazhou, then the next step is for our army to capture Zhenjiang ......"

From entering the cabin until now, Zhang Huangyan did not mention Zhu Mingzhong, but discussed military affairs with Zheng Chenggong and others.

"Capture Zhenjiang!"

With a slight frown, Zheng Chenggong walked to the side of Yutu, he looked at Yutu and said.

"What if when our army captures Zhenjiang, the Nanjing Qing captives rush to support?"

"The prince is concerned that Lord Zhang, the only way to do this is to take Nanjing directly, the Zhenjiang garrison is only more than 1,000 people, but it is just a disease of ringworm and scabies, and when Nanjing recovers, it only needs a piece of paper to return to Zhenjiang and the places south of the Yangtze River......"

Wang Zhongxiao echoed on the side, as a close confidant of the country's master, his suggestions can often affect Zheng Chenggong's final decision. Zhang Huangyan, who knew Wang Zhongkao's influence on Zheng Chenggong, did not directly refute him, but suggested it euphemistically.

"Lord, if you are worried about the Qing Dynasty in Nanjing to aid Zhenjiang, then the prince may as well send a naval army first, and then appoint a good general to feint and attack the north gate of Nanjing, that is, the Guanyin Gate, so that "the Qing army in Nanjing has no time to help." At the same time, after the prince conquers Zhenjiang, this naval army can go up the river and go to Wuhu to carry out activities in order to prevent the Qing army from coming to help from Jiang Chu......"

When Zhang Huangyan made this suggestion, Wang Zhongxiao glanced at Zhang Huangyan, and a burst of vigilance suddenly surged in his heart, and he said in his heart.

"What's the plan for this Cangshui?"

Almost naturally, he thought about the future, thought of the future after Nanjing's restoration, realized the difference between Zhang Huangyan and the country's surname, and took the initiative to agree when Zheng Chenggong was still thinking about it.

"What Lord Zhang said is very true, Lord Wang, if you don't refrain from using Qianhu, Nanjing is only a lonely city in the hands of our army, if you can appoint a marshal to go and collect Wuhu, not only can you deter Xiaoxiao, but also can recruit the cities in the south of the Yangtze River, so that they can be used by me, and send money and grain to Nanjing for the needs of the Northern Expedition, and the minister thinks it is ......."

After a slight pause, Wang Zhongxiao arched his hand at Zhang Huangyan.

"Master Zhang can take this responsibility!"

Suddenly widened his eyes, Zhang Huangyan didn't expect Wang Zhongxiao to come to this hand, originally he had already made up his mind to recommend another person, but he never expected that Wang Zhongxiao would finally push the matter on him.

"Lord Wang, at present, in the army, only the superintendent of the army can take on this responsibility, if one person is appointed at will, how can he win the trust of the locality, and how can he make the local officials lose their sincerity to me?"

Wang Zhongxiao did not leave Zhang Huangyan any chance to refuse.

"Master Zhang, do you think that's the truth?"

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