Gao Yihuan unfolded the letter and read it, saying that Li Zicheng had broken through Beijing and Chongzhen had committed suicide.

This made Gao Yihuan feel a little sad in his heart, and his mood gradually declined.

"Second brother, what's the matter?" Zhao Zhuzi is very good at observing words and feelings.

Gao Yihuan said in a deep voice, "It's Li Zicheng who has entered Beijing!" ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Zhao Zhuzi was a little puzzled, after all, they were attached to Li Zicheng, and Li Zicheng was the emperor, which was better than the old Zhu family's counterattack and cleanup.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "The fierce outside the gate is eyeing the tiger, and he will not miss the opportunity of the great change in the Central Plains, Li Zicheng destroyed the Ming Dynasty, but he may not be able to do better than the Ming Dynasty, and he may not be able to clean up the mess and block the invasion of the Eastern Emperor." ”

Now Li Zicheng is in the middle of the day, and in less than three or four months, the Eastern Expedition resulted in the Ming Dynasty and ended the old Zhu family's more than 270 years.

Gao Yihuan said this, everyone was still a little puzzled, thinking that the second brother was thinking too much?

Gao Yihuan didn't explain too much, waved his hand, "Let's go, don't look at it, go back to the city!" ”

In the defense envoy's mansion, Gao Yihuan sat in the study, quickly wrote a letter with a brush, and then sealed it.

"Someone!" Gao Yihuan shouted outside, "Go and call Gao Chenggui." ”

Gao Yihuan's current power is mainly his own Henan Township Party, of which the surnames Gao and Li are the most, and in essence, there is not much difference from Li Zicheng's Shaanxi Gang.

Gao Chenggui and Gao Chengwei are brothers, both relatives of Gao Yihuan, and the two took refuge in themselves together.

However, these two people are a little different, Gao Chengwei has learned some kung fu and is more upright, so Gao Yihuan kept him by his side, and Gao Chenggui has more eyes and is not very good-looking, a wrinkled face, very ordinary, belongs to the kind of person who is placed in the pile of people, and after taking a look, he will not leave any image, Gao Yihuan gave him to Gao Yicheng and asked him to help collect some information.

After a while, a man knocked on the door, entered the study, and saluted, "The general called me." ”

Gao Yihuan nodded and pushed the letter to the table, "You immediately go to Yicheng, hand over the letter to him, and ask him to pay close attention to the situation in Beijing and Nanjing, and also pay attention to the situation of officials who are going south from Beijing, and recruit talents for Ben General." ”

According to the information received by Gao Yihuan, Li Zicheng's policy of subsidizing salaries has not changed, and if the Qing army enters the customs, Beijing will inevitably be in turmoil.

Some of the officials in Beijing who choose to surrender to the Qing Dynasty will choose to go south.

Historically, the Southern Ming Dynasty was extremely short-sighted and failed to accept these southbound officials, forcing them to return north, some of them surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and some of them hid in the mountains.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty in the south, for their own interests, whether it was Ma Ruan's party or Donglin, they all tacitly chose the Daxingshun case.

Gao Yihuan is short of talents, and this group of Nandu officials is a good opportunity for him.

"Humble duty understands!" Gao Chenggui hurriedly put the letter into his chest and bowed down to clench his fists.

Gao Yihuan immediately waved his hand, "You go and do it!" ”

As soon as Gao Chenggui left, Gao Yihuan also stood up and hurried out of the mansion.

After a short time, he came to the house where Wang Shicong and Hu Dawei were imprisoned, and when he entered, the two happened to be sitting in the courtyard.

Seeing Gao Yihuan coming in, Hu Dawei turned his face, "Bai Wenxuan has moved away, I'm afraid you have come to the wrong place." ”

In the late Southern Ming Dynasty, there were eight kings with different surnames, Sun Kewang, King of Qin, Li Dingguo, King of Jin, Liu Wenxiu, King of Shu, Zheng Chenggong, King of Yanping, Feng Shuangli, King of Qingyang, Bai Wenxuan, King of Gongchang, and Ma Jinzhong, King of Hanyang.

Gao Yihuan is still very happy to receive a Bai Wenxuan, but he still values Hu Dawei and Wang Shicong.

Bai Wenxuan can be crowned king, there are many specific factors, Hu Dawei is actually not worse than him, but he was consumed in the internal struggle to suppress bandits, and he did not survive to the back.

In the year of Jiashen, a heart-wrenching time node, Gao Yihuan did not pity the Ming Dynasty, but it was a pity that the Han people were in the country.

Right now, his inner sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, and he needs helpers, more people with lofty ideals, who can stand by his side, in order to give him enough faith.

After listening to Hu Dawei's words, Gao Yihuan had a calm face and arched his hand: "General Hu and Wang Yan, I came here today to tell you something. ”

Seeing Gao Yihuan's serious face, Hu Dawei couldn't help but be stunned, and Wang Shicong on the side also turned his head to look at him.

"What's the matter? Finally going to kill us? Hu Dawei said with a cross eyebrow.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "It was Li Zicheng who had already broken through Beijing, and Chongzhen was martyred in Jingshan." ”

The two of them froze, their bodies trembled, and the book in Wang Shicong's hand fell to the ground.

In an instant, Wang Shicong's face was full of faces, crying bitterly, and his liver and intestines were broken, "Da Ming! Your Majesty! ”

Hu Dawei was stunned, he looked at Wang Shicong, who had already sat on the ground from the stone bench, his eyes were red, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and his face suddenly became angry, "Gao Yihuan, you have been waiting for today for a long time, right?" Are you here today to see our jokes? ”

Seeing his expression of wanting to kill, Gao Yihuan and Gao Chengwei and the others behind him were nervous, and their hands pressed on the handle of the knife.

Gao Yihuan shook his head, "I respect the two of you, and I think this matter should be told to you." At the same time, I also hope that the two of you can stay useful and do something for the people. ”

The status of the monarch father, the monarch father, and the monarch are equal to the father, and even above the father.

Gao Yihuan looked at the expressions of the two, and it was estimated that it would take a while to recover his strength.

He stood here, inevitably suspicious of reading a joke, and after finishing speaking, he arched his hand, and then turned back to his guards and said, "Go, go home!" ”

The time soon came to the beginning of May, and Gao Yihuan was waiting for news from Beijing every day, wondering if the Battle of a Stone would happen?

If Li Zicheng loses, then he has to be prepared to draw a line with Li Zicheng, in case Li Zicheng wins, then the situation will be different.

On this day, he was waiting for news, but Chen Huiting, the weapons supervisor of the firearms workshop, found the defense envoy's mansion in a hurry.

Gao Yihuan walked into the festival hall and sat down, only to see Chen Huiting leading a craftsman, holding a wooden box in his hand, standing in the hall and waiting.

Chen Huiting saw Gao Yihuan come in, his face was full of joy and saluted: "General, the humble duty is fortunate not to be dishonored, after half a year of trying, the general said that the self-generated fire, the humble duty was finally caused, and I came to return to the general." ”

Gao Yihuan was slightly stunned after hearing this, he had mentioned it last year and said that he had made a fire gun.

At that time, Chen Huiting said that it was difficult to build, and for a long time after that, there was no news, so Gao Yihuan didn't have hope, and he didn't want more than half a year to pass, so they actually made it.

"Quick, show it to Ben." Gao Yi rejoiced in the form.

Chen Huiting waved his hand, and the craftsman behind him opened the long box and sent it to Gao Yihuan's desk.

Gao Yihuan stood up and looked at it, the mother split, the best gift box, covered with brocade, a pitch-black fire gun lying in it, with a bare posture, he knew that it would definitely not be easy to make this gun.

Gao Yihuan seemed to be holding an antique porcelain, a little excited to take the fire gun in his hand to play, he estimated that the fire gun weighed six or seven pounds, the whole body was jet black, the gun tube was straight and long, made of fine iron, there was a crosshair and a door, there was less arquebus clamp after the gun, but there were more hammers and flints, and the wooden support was bent downward, and it was very easy to hold.

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