Go to Houjin?

This thought suddenly born in his heart made Zu Dashou feel bored for a while.

Let's not talk about the blood feud formed between the ancestral family and the Houjin Tartars over the years, let's talk about the current situation of Houjin, Zu Dashou is unwilling to take refuge in them.

Houjin is now under attack from all sides, and after Nurhachi's death, they are no longer at peace even internally. In Shenyang, where heavy troops are gathered, a large-scale infighting may occur at any time. And Zu Dashou, who is privately selling grain to Houjin, knows how serious the grain shortage is in Houjin.

One stone 13 taels, this is just the price of grain sold by Zu Dashou. Thinking about the price at which he sold at such a price, one can imagine how high the price of grain would be in Houjin.

No matter how Zu Dashou looks, he feels that Houjin seems to be on the verge of collapse. At this time, he went to Houjin?

Zu Dashou felt that his head had not been kicked by a donkey.

In addition, Zu Dashou, who was born and grew up in Liaodong, knows very well that the climate in Gada in Liaodong is too cold, and he can grow at most one season of grain a year, and the output of grain is not too large. Without the support of the Ming Dynasty, it would be difficult for the Liaodong Metropolitan Division in the past and Ningyuan to support it now.

If his ancestor Dashou led Guan Ningjun to join Houjin, not to mention whether the whole army would go with him. Even if he can pull Guan Ningjun over and assist Houjin to take Ningyuan, what should Shanhaiguan do?

If the Shanhai Pass cannot be captured, the imperial court only needs to hold the Shanhai Pass steadily, and the only thing waiting for the Guanning Army and the Houjin Tartars is probably starvation to death and large-scale infighting.

Thinking about the unpredictable weather in Liaodong in recent years, Zu Dashou feels that no matter how he thinks about it, taking refuge in Houjin is a dead end that cannot be worse.

You must not take refuge in Houjin. Zu Dashou firmly ruled out this thought.

If you can't take refuge in Houjin, then he will continue to mix in Daming, so what should the brother cargo station and the public money bank do?

At this point, Zu Dashou really understood what Yuan Chonghuan had just mentioned, and His Majesty Chongzhen's eyes had looked at their true meaning.

How to fix it?

Zu Dashou looked a little distracted, and swept Yuan Chonghuan blankly.

Yuan Chonghuan?

With a shock in his heart, Zu Dashou couldn't help but shiver.

Yuan Chonghuan shouldn't just want to say this, right?

Thinking of Yuan Chonghuan's unusually accurate judgment of the general trend of the imperial court, Zu Dashou clasped his fists with both hands and gave Yuan Chonghuan a deep salute with great sincerity: "Futai but there are orders, Dashou must do his best." Please also give the order. ”

Yuan Chonghuan, who had been watching Zu Dashou's expression change with cold eyes, gently put back the heart he was carrying at this time.

Zu Dashou, a martial artist who does not know loyalty, seems to have not lost his conscience. That's good, that's good!

Unlike Sun Chengzong, Yuan Chonghuan has always believed that training martial artists is like boiling an eagle to train a dog, and you must not let the eagle dog eat too much. Once the eagle dog has eaten too much, then he still has the motivation to hunt the prey again.

In Yuan Chonghuan's eyes, this Guan Ningjun was too fed by Sun Chengzong, so he lost the wildness and motivation that eagle dogs should have. That's why he is so hard to drive.

Secretly complaining about Sun Chengzong in his heart, Yuan Chonghuan raised his head and stared at Zu Dashou tightly, and said word by word in an unprecedented solemn tone: "Dashou, what is the court raising Guan Ningjun for?" ”

After a pause, without waiting for Zu Dashou to reply, Yuan Chonghuan immediately continued: "Dashou, we all know very well that the imperial court raised the Guan Ning army to fight against the Houjin Tartars. If the Guan Ning army didn't even dare to fight, then why did the imperial court still raise the Guan Ning army?

On the other hand, as long as we can make the imperial court feel that raising Guan Ningjun is worth it, then everything is just a small problem.

You, understand? ”

Do you understand?

Of course, Zu Dashou understood what Yuan Chonghuan meant.

How can you make the imperial court feel that Guan Ningjun is worth it?

Only by fighting a real tough battle can the true value of the Guan Ning Army be demonstrated. This point has long been very clear in Zu Dashou's heart.

Isn't a soldier just for fighting, and what kind of soldier is he who doesn't dare to fight?

It's just that thinking of the terrifying combat power of the Jurchen Eight Banners, Zu Dashou couldn't help but feel weak in his heart.

Alas, I'm afraid that Guan Ningjun really has no other way to go.

Secretly glancing at Yuan Chonghuan, who had a solemn face, Zu Dashou was ruthless, and responded loudly and neatly: "Dashou understands." Please rest assured that our Guan Ning Army will not let Futai down! ”

Hearing Zu Dashou's statement, he raised his head and looked at him deeply, Yuan Chonghuan turned his gaze to the outside of the city: "Dashou, take everything that should be collected."

According to Ben Fu, Hou Jin's Huang Taiji's ambition is really not small, and there will really be infighting in Shenyang. ”

After a moment of silence, Yuan Chonghuan continued: "The price of grain in Shenyang has reached 16 taels and one stone. The food shortage is so serious, then Huang Taiji also transferred all the elite soldiers of the Houjin banners to Shenyang, we really can't help but guard against it! But ......"

With his back to Zu Dashou, the corners of Yuan Chonghuan's mouth were a little inexplicably distorted.

"However, if Huang Taiji really leads his troops to attack, then we will fight according to the city, and the chances of victory should be greatly increased. Hey, it's a pity that the people outside the city will be savagely plundered by the Tartars again. ”

This?

Hearing what Yuan Chonghuan said, Zu Dashou bowed down in his heart: "Yes, Yuan Futai." Da Shou went to arrange for the fortified wall to clear the field, and tried not to leave anything for the Tartars to use. ”

"You go," Yuan Chonghuan didn't look back, but just explained in a serious tone: "Today, His Majesty Chongzhen is looking at his eyes from afar, and we only need to do our best to serve Your Majesty, and if you think Your Majesty will not treat the meritorious servant badly." ”

After the salute, Zu Dashou's figure condensed slightly, and then he briskly bowed down again and promised loudly: "Yes." ”

'Click', with a piercing cracking sound, a large car staggered to the road. Suddenly, a huge cloud of smoke and dust was stirred up.

"What's going on?"

The convoy stopped, and Ma Jiang pushed aside the soldiers who were gathered around to watch, and asked with some irritation.

"Master Ma," Zhou Yuji got out from under the overturned cart, his face full of depression: "Master Ma, the axle of this cart is broken, and I can't go." ”

Broken axle?

"Damn it, why are you so unlucky."

Hearing what Zhou Yuji said and looking at the overturned cart, Ma Jiang cursed in a low voice.

How far has this gone?

At this speed, this big car can't hold up first?

Ma Jiang's eyes swept to the transport team of the Guanning Army again.

"Damn."

Looking at the emaciated horses, the dilapidated vehicles, and the soldiers who were driving like flowers, Ma Jiang couldn't help but curse again.

Such a Guan Ningjun is really disappointing.

Looking up at the sky, Ma Jiang no longer hesitated. He shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhou, since the car is broken, don't waste time." Tell the brethren to unload the truck quickly.

I told my brothers to move the wagon to my carriage. Let's throw this broken car here first. ”

"This, Master Ma, thank you so much."

Looking at the sky, Zhou Yuji was not hypocritical, he thanked Ma Jiang gratefully, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, listen to the horse, unload the car quickly!" ”

In response to the promise, everyone in the team began to unload and dump the goods.

The busy crowd didn't pay attention, and next to the damaged car, a nervous look flashed in the eyes of the soldier who was driving.

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