(Cat pounce Chinese The flames of the rebellion of the three feudatories burned vigorously for two years, and by the sixteenth year of Kangxi, the mountains were empty of firewood and soot. Along the line of the Yangtze River, from Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the east, to Sichuan and Guizhou in the west, it is a beacon of fire, and the blood flows into a river, coupled with the mutiny of the ******, Ganshanning is also deeply affected.

Wu Sangui since the first month of the thirteenth year of Kangxi, divided his troops into two routes, one to the east and Hunan, and the other to the north to attack Sichuan and Shaanxi; Geng Jingzhong led his troops from Fuzhou and marched to Jiangxi and Zhejiang respectively with Zheng Jing's troops who landed from Taiwan. Only Shang Zhixin and Sun Yanling have different ambitions, plus there are reckless and heavy troops in the north, and Fu Honglie in the south, so he sticks to the old nest and does not dare to act rashly. At the beginning of the war, Hunan Governor Lu Zhen abandoned Changsha and fled, Changde, Yuezhou, Hengzhou, and Caozhou collapsed in an instant, and Sichuan Governor Luo Sen conspired with Admiral Zheng Jiaolan, and the general soldiers Tan Hong and Wu Zhimao conspired to welcome Wu.

For a time, the north, south, east and west, there were stormy clouds and black water, and Kangxi's decree did not go out of the northern provinces. Because of the early planning before the war, the stability of the rear, and the lack of food and rations, the situation did not take a turn for the better in a short time. Prince Kang Jieshu led the Eastern Route Army to attack Zhejiang and Jiangxi, and joined forces with the governor Li Zhifang to attack Hengzhou; Bei Zi Laita led the elite cavalry to break through the camp of Daxitan, cut off Geng Jingzhong's grain road, the soldiers had no food and the army was scattered, and the situation was reversed in an instant. Geng Jingzhong had no choice but to lead his army back to Fujian. Soon, Jieshu captured Wenzhou and occupied Xianxia Pass. Zheng Jing's military horses took advantage of the fire to rob and seize Zhangzhou, Quanzhou, and Tingzhou. In desperation, Geng Jingzhong had no choice but to surrender anyway.

Prince An Yue Le led the Qing troops from Jiangxi into Hunan and besieged Yongxing. Yongxing is the gateway to Yuezhou, Yongxing, Yuezhou day and night, in order to ensure Yuezhou, Wu Sangui's Chinese army battalion moved to Hengzhou, to fight with the Qing soldiers here. Kangxi knew that the stakes were very high, and transported the newly cast twenty red-coated cannons to Yongxing. More than 700,000 horses and horses set up a decisive battle posture in the areas of Heng and Yue, and the battle was dark, and no one could help anyone for a while, and it became a stalemate.

Wu Sangui sent Wu Shicong to Guangdong to send a letter from Shang to help, but Wu Shicong went away. Wu Sangui had no choice but to send Wang Shirong to Guangzhou with more than a dozen escorts. In recent years, Wang Shirong has become sick due to running around, and he has become more and more pitiful. He originally regarded himself as a superhuman in intelligence, but Wu Sangui only used him as a messenger. Xia Guoxiang also knew that he was resourceful, but he refused to recommend him in front of Wu Sangui. He originally thought that if the war was fought together, he would be able to dominate the world and become illustrious. But now that he is over forty years old, he still has achieved nothing. Therefore, Wang Shirong looked around on the horse, not knowing when he could relieve this sorrow.

When I entered Wuyang City, it was the end of Shen. The officials of the Baiyun Mountain Post House were sitting in the well drinking tea and playing chess, setting up a dragon gate array, and when they saw Wang Shirong coming in in in the dust, they all stood up and greeted each other. The leader also came up to say hello to Qian'er: "Uncle Wang, it's been so hard all the way!" Since the last time I left with the king of Shicong County, I'm afraid it's been two or three years, why did you come here? ”

"Does King Shicong also live here?" Wang Shirong threw the horsewhip to the servant and said, "Please report it quickly, I have something important to see!" The post officer smiled and said: "Look at the uncle's urgency, although he lives here on the surface, in fact, it is rare to stay here for a night for ten miles." It's not in Juxian Building, it's the flower market, or it's going to Sister Hu's in Chunliu Lane......" Wang Shirong listened, his hands were so angry that his hands were cold, and the soldiers in front of him were desperate, and they couldn't even eat red rice and sweet potatoes, but the people who were urging them were sleeping in the willows here! He thought for a moment, waved his hand in discouragement, and said, "Then let's get rid of this layer." Please inform your prince and governor Jin Guangzu, and I will see you tomorrow. ”

Wang Shirong ate a few bites of food, and felt that his body was very tired, so he went to the west wing and his clothes to fall down, and did not light the lamp, but only held the jade flute in his hand and stroked it. At this time, the moon shadow shines through the window, bright as washing, how many past events come to mind, and it is difficult to fall asleep. This flute was given to him by his cousin. He has traveled abroad to study and become an official for many years and has never left him. When he returned home in the first year of Kangxi, his cousin was already married to his eldest brother. The eldest brother, who was dedicated to wealth, went out to sell salt, set up another door in Hangzhou, married a large group of concubines, and only went home for two nights in five years, and left some silver and went again.

"Brother still takes my jade flute ......" On the night of going home, my sister-in-law finished washing, and then passed through the west wing, staring at the jade flute in Wang Shirong's hand and sighed.

"You and I will always have gray hair for a while, and we will die of old age, only it will be the same forever......" Wang Shirong looked at his sister-in-law's wrinkled eyes and turned a little red, and sighed again: "At that time, I will enter the loess, you will enter the incense tomb, although we die in different holes, I will cut this flute into two, you half a root, I half a root......

At this point, the two of them were in tears, and they couldn't help hugging each other and sobbing.

"Okay, I've got all of them!" When the two were embracing and inseparable, the door suddenly "squeaked", and the stepmother walked in in a flash, covered the door casually, and sneered: "My grandmother is so happy today, she walks with the wind in her footsteps, and she doesn't even go to watch the play, she dares to be kind, she originally picked up a big ingots in her arms!" Second young master, although I have not been in your Wang family for a short time, I also know your old lady's temperament, let him know about this, will he be angry? ”

Wang Shirong and his sister-in-law were shocked: Didn't they all watch the play tonight, why did this woman slip back halfway? Just thinking about it, my sister-in-law knelt down on her knees and wept and mourned: "...... Madam, it's all mine, so I look at him and spare us......" Wang Shirong had no choice but to kneel: "...... Mother, no matter how you punish me, don't tell my father that he is an old man......"

The stepmother looked at Wang Shirong stupidly, and suddenly smiled for a while: "You haven't even learned this idea after all these years of going out?" Chen Ping reported to his sister-in-law, my family is out of Chen Ping, it's too late for me to rejoice! Then he picked up the two of them and twisted them in Wang Shirong's palm, "But good things can't just be taken up by the eldest grandmother alone, there is a way to meet and divide half." I, the living widow, have seen it, and I must take my head, and you will be in peace......"

The matter of the three of them was soon discovered by the old father. It's just that the ugliness of the family can't be publicized, swallowing the bitter fruit, and passing away. Nearly 70 years old, less than a month later, my father fell ill and died......

Jiang Shirong thought about these past events, and only felt that there were all five flavors, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, blocked in his chest, and there was nowhere to pour out. He subconsciously raised the flute to his mouth, whimpering and blowing his home-created "Weihe Night".

"Good tune!" Suddenly someone outside the window said, "Brother Shirong, what's unpleasant, blowing people full of desolation, I can't bear to listen to it, I can't stop it?" ”

"Who is it?" Wang Shirong turned over and sat up and asked.

The man outside didn't answer, the door knocked softly, and he entered alone with a candle - dressed in an ochre yellow dragon robe, wearing a seven-beam crown on his head, and a foundation soap boot on his feet—it was Shang Zhixin who came at night!

"Lord Wang!"

"What prince!" Shang Zhixin pressed the stunned Wang Shirong with both hands, and said with a smile, "You are Mr. Wang tonight, I am Shang Zhixin, and I am willing to get along as friends!" With a smile on his face, he sat down across from him. Wang Shirong sat down in disbelief and asked, "Lord Wang, you are ......" Shang Zhixin smiled and sighed, "Sir, I have suppressed your high talent for a long time, but there is no plane tree at home, and it is difficult to recruit a phoenix." I think you understand the current dilemma of the battle situation better than me, and I am here to seek advice from Mr. Yu! ”

Wang Shirong's heart jumped "poof", and then he smiled: "Lord Wang, how dare you be the word 'seek advice' in your later life?" Shang Zhixin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's no wonder that you-just because the soldiers here are difficult to bring, I have to treat people with deception, in fact, this is not my intention." But since I have this bad reputation, I can't blame people for being suspicious of me, and I'm also very bitter in my heart! He pulled a roll of paper from his sleeve and said, "Look at this." Wang Shirong took it suspiciously, read it by the lamp and candle, and as soon as he touched his eyes, he exclaimed: "Ah, this is chao-"

"Silence!" Shang Zhixin looked out vigilantly and said in a low voice: "It is the will of the imperial court!" I had revised the imperial court three months ago and asked for surrender, and this Zhu edict was transferred from Fu Honglie more than half a month ago. ”

The two people in the house were silent, staring at each other for a long time, speculating about each other's thoughts. Wang Shirong returned the edict to Shang Zhixin in a daze, and said: "In this way, Wu Shicong has been placed under house arrest for the prince. I, Wang, also let the prince fall. ”

"Where!" Shang Zhixin laughed, "How do you compare to Wu Shicong's wine bag and rice bag disciple?" If I imprison you, this is a matter of words, why should I come to visit in person? You come and see - in the current situation, Geng Jingzhong has surrendered to the imperial court, and ****** desperately goes west, refusing to go east; Sun Yanling was subject to Fu Honglie and me, and did nothing. But if I aid Hunan Province, Sun Yanling will definitely come to grab the territory of Guangdong, and Wu Sangui is fighting with the imperial court in Hunan on the one hand, and on the other hand, he is fighting my abacus. The general trend is like this, Mr. Pan teaches me! Wang Shirong was thrilled when he heard this, and blood gushed up. His face was flushed, but he muttered: "Now that the prince has returned, what else can I say?" ”

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