Things are actually not in a hurry, if it was four days ago, for Wu Sangui, the task of rescuing Mao Wenlong was relatively simple, after all, at that time, the Jiguo Mansion was still unknown, and it was easier to run away from the city at night, but at that time he was not forced to a dead end, and he still had illusions about Dashun, and he didn't want to rebel yet.

But now, when his Guan Ning army was forced to be cannon fodder to fight in the front, a dead end, and when he was unwilling to change the court, the Jiguo Mansion became the eye of the storm again.

Li Zicheng is not stupid, since he wants to do the right thing with Mao Jue, he naturally has to be optimistic about Mao Wenlong's family, even if he is full of confidence, it is a good thing to have a chip in hand, not to mention, Mrs. Liao Guo is still the spoils of his righteous brother Liu Zongmin!

Today's Andingfang is five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry, the defense is tight, the six noble mansions on the front and back and the left and right plus the Jixiang Temple of Xingye Fang next door are all stationed with Liu Zongmin's men and horses, and a tiger Li Guohu cavalry battalion left in the Beijing division is also not far away, if you want to steal people out, unless you mobilize the army to attack.

Asking Wu Sangui to transfer his Guanning army from the northernmost part of the camp to the inner city, break through the interception of Liu Zongmin's left camp and Li Guohu's cavalry battalion, and rescue people out of the city, this tactical difficulty is too difficult!

Besides, Wu Sangui is a human being, and he won't be like this, if he fights like this, his Guan Ning army will be finished! Guan Ningjun is the root of his life, keeping his capital rich and prosperous in troubled times, how can he be willing to work so hard for Mao Jue?

But Chen Yuanyuan sent it out! If he doesn't do anything, even if he defects to Mao Jue before the decisive battle, he won't spare him, it's not okay!

So at dawn the next day, Wu Sangui, who had not slept all night, hugged a wine jar and went to the camp next door with a pair of spirits.

"The Ma BMW brothers are here?"

At this time, Song Xiance's team also arrived not far from the outskirts of Beijing, and did not go straight to Li Zicheng's camp to negotiate peace and ransom as it should be, but he was not far from Changping, and he also watched and watched.

"Tsk, there are a lot of people!"

A few miles away, the misty smoke of the 700,000 army is clearly visible, looking through the binoculars, on Song Xiance's huge head, a sneer always lingers, but the deputy envoy beside him, Zhao Kezhi, the governor of the Liaozheng Yuan who was born in the Liaodong clan, frowned, and clenched his fists with a sad face there.

"Lord Song, can we entrust things to Wu Sangui's capricious villain like this? What if something happens? ”

"Li Zicheng's army is about to go on the march, so it is impossible to redeem people! We're doing our best! What's more, isn't there still Lu Zhong in the Jingshi to follow and cooperate? ”

"Anyway, I'll understand this matter in the next two days!"

Finally put away the binoculars and looked at his deputy, Song Xiance said indifferently, but the fierceness in his eyes made Zhao Ke shudder.

In fact, in the entire Dongjiang River, only Mao Jue is the only one who is worried about the return of Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao, whether he is Hong Chengchou, Shen Rui, he Song Xiance, or Shen Rong, Liu Chong, even if Kong Youde, who was once Mao Wenlong's son, Geng Zhongming is more concerned about the decisive battle with Li Zicheng Dashun, as long as Li Zicheng is defeated, it will be the power of the world!

Even if Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao died in Jingshi, it would be good for Da Liao to fight to the death with Da Shun without any concern! Even if they die, it's better, isn't Wu Sangui in history just fighting Li Zicheng in one fell swoop under the banner of national hatred and family hatred?

For the first time, the will of Dongjiang and the will of Mao Jue, the main army, rebelled! And before the will of Dongjiang, looking at Song Xiance's gloomy eyes, Zhao Kezhi, a descendant of the Tieshan Zhao family who fled to Dongjiang with Mao Wenlong and founded Dongjiang Town, also closed his mouth silently.

…………

Wu Sangui came forward, but it still had some effect.

The sun once again sank in the western sky, drowning the huge Jingshi City into darkness, and the rich night color has also become the best protective color for all conspiracies.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

梆~梆~

The dull voice, the monotonous bangzi sound, even if the Ming Dynasty was changed to Dashun, did not change the reality that the residents of Jingshi needed a watchman, dressed in black, carrying a white paper lantern, and the night watchman who looked like a ghost more than a person swayed and walked on the wide street of Jingshi.

This kind of person is so inauspicious that even the Shun army patrol that meets them all circles to the side slightly, and finally the little soldier with a spear spits on the ground in a bad breath.

Bah~

It seems that he is also accustomed to this kind of encounter, and the watchman is still shaking forward like a soul, but at the end of the street, when the light of the shaking torch disappears, the watchman suddenly felt a wax pill from under the lantern, threw it into the wall, looked left and right, and knocked on his broken bang, and the voice dragged on for a long time.

"The sky is dry and dry ~ irritable ~"

"Beware of the Flame Candle ~ Candle ~"

The sound faded away, and a moment later, another Maofu man in a green robe slipped out of the bush, picked up the wax pill like a hunting eagle, turned around and burrowed into the darkness again.

Li Zicheng and Liu Zongmin are homeless rebels after all, they are too arrogant! It's too careless! It's just a matter of surrounding the Jiguo Mansion, but I don't know how much energy is involved in the dozens of people in this mansion!

In the same gloomy study room of the Guogong Mansion, the wax pill was pinched open, a series of numbers appeared under the candle, and a book of words and words was pulled out from the shelf, according to the order of three o'clock, Chen Jiao was familiar with rummaging through, and in less than five minutes, a complete letter appeared in front of Mao Wenlong and Lu Zhong.

"Wu Sangui descends, tomorrow at noon, in the middle of the flower street, the ambush will respond!"

"What's the use!"

With a bang, Lu Zhong was angry and directly smashed the candle to the ground, from the Jiguo Mansion to Huajie, there were two streets in between, that was at least five thousand Dashun troops, Wu Sangui wanted them to break out of this encirclement by themselves?

If you really risk your life to fight to the death, it is not that there is no hope of breaking out, but at that time, there are also chasing soldiers behind him, even if he is connected with Wu Sangui's ambush, the other party locks the north city gate and is trapped in the inner city, which is still a dead end!

"It's really not good, just rush it tomorrow! The old man rushed out of the north gate with Mao Mangmao, and set fire to the north along the way, Jiao, you take the prince and Xingjian and they go east to meet Wu Sangui, as long as you go out of the house, you will be bothered by Lord Lu outside! ”

"How's that going to work? How can you let your husband go to the dangerous place? ”

With a pale face, Lu Zhong immediately shook his head heavily, but Mao Wenlong slapped it on the table.

"That's better than dying together, that's it!"

"Father-in-law, if you die, with your husband's character, he will definitely kill the prince and bury him!"

These words made Mao Wenlong's old face twitch heavily, and then he roared in a low voice in annoyance.

"Xiaojiao, then you tell that unfilial son, if he dares to do this, Lao Tzu will run out from below and pump him!"

is still expressionless, and there is not even the slightest bit of emotion until now, Chen Jiao just shook her head dullly.

"Get out tomorrow, the concubine has a plan! But I need the full cooperation of my father-in-law and Lord Lu!"

"Oh!!"

Igniting a glimmer of hope, Lu Zhong asked hurriedly: "Madame's plan will be released?" ”

…………

After some secret words, whether it was Mao Wenlong or Lu Zhong, they all went out nervously and resolutely, followed out, went back to their room, sat in front of the dresser, the secret letter that should have been burned just now was actually pulled out of her sleeve by her, looking at the last line of numbers, she seemed to be stunned, unable to take her eyes off, and after a while, a wave of melancholy was revealed as in Chen Yuanyuan's pupils the night before.

The last few words should have been written by Song Xiance, and she did not fall on the letter.

The King of Liao thinks of returning! The retainers want to fight!

I wonder if he will remember himself! How long can you remember?

On the bed behind him, in the beating firelight, Mao Xingjian got up in a daze, rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and asked strangely.

"Mother?"

Before he could react, a sweater was put on him by Chen Jiao, and while helping him pull his clothes down to try the size, Chen Jiao instructed casually.

"In early spring, it's cold, so don't wear too little! Take care of your health, and remember, listen to your father, and don't be disobedient!"

"That man!"

Unconsciously realized, Mao Xingjian's eyes immediately showed a look of anger.

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At the end of the day, the Jinyi guard commanded the yamen.

It is completely different from the reckless and rough people in the time of today's Beijing Division, this power general's mansion is now expanded twice, the little eunuchs in the palace, the servants, and the palace daughters have made more than 400 yuan, and the treasure that was obtained when the torture was paid, Liu Zongmin was also the first to pick, so many years of thieves are used to it, this is when he leaves the Beijing Division, he also came to pack and take away.

In the lobby, a servant was directing the box to be sealed, and a servant suddenly ran up in a hurry.

"Chief Sentry! Letter from the Duke of Jiguo!"

Dou Da didn't know a lot of words, but he still looked for the master to figure out the letter, Liu Zongmin pointed to his nose in amazement.

"Chen Jiao's mother-in-law wants to invite Lao Tzu over for dinner?"

(End of chapter)