(Cat flutter Chinese) "What's this? Yes! "****** Dao." What about the second step? ”

"General substitution!"

If you don't say anything, you still have to be temperate and safe, and it is naturally feasible, so why change people? Mo Luo seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Of course the main general will not move, but the guerrilla thousand will always be replaced by your people!" ****** raised his head abruptly and asked in surprise, "My people, where did I get so many people?" ”

"I came this time and brought 200 clothed house slaves, all of whom I will give to you." Mo Luo pulled out a piece of paper from the page of his boots, "You are already a member of the Han Army's Zhenghong Banner, wouldn't it be better to have a few minions?" Accept this deed of transfer, you are their banner master, exercising their power of life and death, isn't it easy to bring this soldier? With this cadre being an official below, aren't you, the admiral, sitting more steadily than you are now? ”

"Lord Mo!" Trembling and taking the paper, I was so moved that I didn't know what to do. This generous gift can be said to be difficult to buy in 10,000 taels of gold, because this dry cloth banner man, even if he will enter and exit in the future and be crowned king, he is still his ****** minion! For a moment, he felt that the discord with Mo Luo in the past was all about the heart of a gentleman with the belly of a man, no wonder the people of Xi'an called him "Mo Qing......

On the afternoon of the second day, ****** gathered all the generals at the Governor's Mansion and read out the order of General Mo Luo, the minister of the Qincha West Road: Zhang Jianxun's troops were ordered to move to Baoji, and Ma Yiguo led his troops to transfer Yangjialing to prevent the internal strife and war of Tushetu, Zasak, and Chechen from spreading to Shaanxi.

"That's it," the ****** finished arranging, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "The Ping Fan brothers' headquarters will not move in the original station, and they are ready to be transferred to Longnan, leaving only Gong Rongyu to guard the town of Xi'an here, and our brothers will temporarily break up, and when the north is calm, we should be transferred back again - set up wine!" After ******, seeing Zhang Jianxun sitting motionless with a blue face, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you!" ”

"I-" Zhang Jianxun changed his smile and said, "It's nothing, it's going to be a long trip, and I can't help but feel a little nostalgic for this prosperous Chang'an." Then he got up and greeted: "Old Ma, Lao Wang, don't be so sad, we will meet again in a year and a half - come on, come on, sit down, take a seat!" When no one was paying attention, Zhang Jianxun beckoned a school captain, whispered a few words, and calmly entered the table, and guessed with Ma Yizhu and Wang Pingfan.

After three rounds of drinking, it is already a mess of cups and plates. Suddenly, Gong Rongyu, the leader of the city gate, hurriedly came in with a sword, whispered a few words to ******, and retreated backwards.

The hall was full of generals, and they all looked at each other in a daze.

"There is such a thing!" His eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the generals, and asked sharply, "Whose soldiers have entered the city?" ”

No one answered, and the hall was so quiet that even the sound of a needle hitting the ground could be heard. Because of the quiet, the drum noise outside the gate has faintly come in, ****** a hurry, rushed to the front of the case, pulled out an arrow, and ordered: "Rong Yu, you go out with this arrow, pass my order, tell the soldiers to return to the camp, and wait for the general's order!" ”

"Didn't—it worked!" Zhang Jianxun half-leaned back in the chair and stilted Erlang's leg and said, "This is a mutiny launched by my brothers!" ”

"Mutiny!" Taken aback, he looked at the generals in the hall a little blankly, as if they had all suddenly become strangers, his head and hands trembled terribly, and he asked stupidly, "Why?" ”

Zhang Jianxun put down his legs, picked up a glass of wine and shook it, leaned up, and said with a smile: "Junmen, because I still want to live!" All of my 30,000 horsemen have entered the city. At this time, I'm afraid that the bird Qincha has already fallen to the ground! ”

"Ahh As soon as his legs were weak, he sat back with his buttocks, and the leopard-tailed silver spear leaning on the side of the chair fell to the side with a "clang". He was anxious, frightened, angry, and afraid, and asked silently, "Who told you to do it?" ”

"Me!"

Wang Shirong held a jade flute in his hand, floated in with a sword on his back, stood in the hall, and raised his head and said: "I have been here for many days on the order of the King of Pingxi, in order to avoid the infamy of the general, restore my Han family's crown, advocate the righteous division, raise the army, and fight against the ugly prisoner of Kangxi!" ”

"Take this man down!" Roar.

"Wow!" The Chinese military academies roared.

"Who dare!" Zhang Jianxun "snapped" and started according to the case, "My soldiers have entered the street!" At this time, a tidal shout was heard outside the gate, and more than 1,000 soldiers had already gotten off the weapons of the guards of the gate and rushed in, Zhang Jianxun slowly got up, paced to the door and waved his hand, and immediately became silent. Only then did he turn around and smile: "I didn't report to the military gate beforehand, forgive my brother for being rude." The Admiral can rest assured, the brother has no intention of harming, only ask the Admiral to raise the banner of righteousness and lead our brothers to create a great cause! ”

wanted to cry without tears, but he couldn't imagine that things would turn out like this, he looked left and right, and the horse chewed and drank with a stick, as if there was no one around; Wang Pingfan was excited and rubbed his hands again and again. He knew he couldn't count on these people anymore, so he sighed, picked up the gun in the ground, and stabbed it into his throat......

"Slow!" Wang Shirong knew that as soon as this person died, the Hanzhong army would be leaderless, and he would immediately want to fight among himself, so he hurriedly grabbed ****** arm and grabbed it, "General, don't do this, let's think about it in the long run!" Gong Rongyu also took a step forward, snatched the gun from ******'s hand, and said: "The military gate must not be killed!" Ma Yizhu threw the bones in his hand to the ground, pulled up the tablecloth and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "Lao Zhang, you are too unrighteous ******!" Such a good thing, why don't you tell Lao Ma first, Lao Tzu followed suit! Wang Pingfan also smiled and said: "You Wang Shirong is really a ghost, there is a big thunder in the green and white days, you have done a great job!" ”

"Do it, do it!" Covering his face, tears flowed from his fingers, "I will go to the court to accept the guilt!" ”

"You can't afford to be guilty!" Wang Shirong changed his smiling face, and when he saw the sergeants outside coming in with a big plate, he said, "Lord Admiral, please take a look, what is this?" He gently lifted the red cloth from his head.

Head. A bloody human head, braided in a pool of blood around the skull.

staring at it like in a nightmare; Besides, it was the minister Mo Luo who talked to him yesterday evening.

His lips trembled slightly, his face was as ugly as deathly gray, he collapsed in his chair, and muttered with straight eyes, "It's him...... It's ...... him."

"By the way, it's him." Wang Shirong covered the red cloth again, frowned and paced, and said slowly, "This person has always had a good reputation and a reputation as a clean official, so the people of Xi'an respect him very much." But where did his good reputation come from? In the sixth year of Kangxi, he deducted 200,000 generals and used them to help the victims, and the people gave him 100,000 umbrellas for this; The general's 30,000 sergeants shivered in the tent because they had no winter clothes; He hooked up with the Xi'an general Varge to transfer all the generals' troops to the Yikezhao League north of the Great Wall, but thanks to the general's way through the scholar's pearl, his conspiracy did not succeed. Is this the truth of mine? This time, he came again, and wanted to divide the army, so that the general was empty-handed, and he also wanted to replace the general's subordinates, You Shanqian. The overhead general - you are stunned, the clothed minions he transferred to you - that is a dead letter! Where have you heard that Han Chinese can also be flag owners? Such a lie, you are actually gullible, isn't it a wasted Datang? ”

These words had to be reasonable, and ****** slowly raised his vague teary eyes.

"Smell, that's interesting!" Wang Shirong sighed, "Enemies, friends and enemies, you, me, and me." It's so fateful! Kangxi gave a gun, hoping that he would buy you a loyal heart without spending a penny; You were originally a confidant of King Pingxi, but because of a little thing, you became Qin Yue; Mo Luo was originally a loyal minister of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he had a lot of enmity with you in the past, and you cried for him; If I don't run away last time, I will inevitably be a ghost under your sword; And now that we are gathered in the birthplace of the ancestral dragon and the great ancestor, you, me, the heroes and the king of the peace of the west conspire together, isn't this meaning? It's ominous! ”

"Meaning...... Ominous? ****** was muttering, pondering one by one in his heart, and suddenly laughed madly, "Good! Just take it as you want it - oh no! You still kill me, I can't live up to it! ”

The generals looked at each other, and Wang Pingfan asked someone to go to Chuanlangzhong to diagnose him. Wang Shirong stopped and said, "He is harming the eldest young master's illness, and the eldest young master Wang Jizhen is in Beijing!" ”

Dumbfounded, staring at Wang Shirong, staring blankly, he didn't know if this person was an immortal or a demon, how did he know everything well?

"It's useless to rush at this point." Wang Shirong said, "I don't expect that the imperial court may not be difficult to be Brother Jizhen, isn't Wu Yingxiong also in Beijing?" Look, he doesn't dare to offend you! ”

"Why?" Blurted out without thinking.

Wang Shirong tightened his mouth and did not answer. He was really worried that Kangxi would not kill Wang Jizhen, which would make this half-hearted baby even more ambitious.

Zhang Jianxun ordered someone to help ****** back to the back office, and said to Wang Shirong: "This cannon has been fired, you can't leave it alone!" ”

"Of course!" Wang Shirong smiled, "I have to help you sort things out, but I have to go back to recover my life." He was planning Fu Honglie's affairs again.

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