"A pot of wine at the bow of the boat, a book at the stern, catching purple mandarin fish, and washing the white lotus root."

On the Yuejiang Tower outside Nanjing, several people climbed high and looked, one person in a white shirt and a leisurely demeanor, one person wrapped in green clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist, sometimes smiling, sometimes showing disdain.

The rest of the people were either holding folding fans, or pointing at Jiang Xia, laughing loudly, although they pretended to be decent, but they were not as fairy as the two in front of them.

"Zilong, let's comment, who can win the decisive battle between the Shandong army and Li Thief this time?"

Hou Fangyu stood on the Wangjiang Tower, his eyes were firmly fixed on the surface of the river when he spoke, staring at his feet, countless large and small ships were flowing back and forth like ants, giving him a great sense of satisfaction.

Even in the area of Guocheng outside Nanjing, there are still pedestrians coming and going, large and small vendors are selling along the street, each shop is a street along the river, the arcade building on the street, the water pavilion near the river is lined up one after another, the bridge is connected, and it is simple and quiet.

Even compared with Jining, the most prosperous city in Shandong, it is comparable.

Indeed, in this environment, it is inevitable that people will forget the erosive situation in the world and immerse themselves in the illusion of peace and prosperity.

In fact, among these so-called talents in the pavilion, only Chen Zilong knew that the country was worried about the family, and before he could say anything, Song Zhengyu knocked on the folding fan, laughed a few times first, and sneered:

"As for Wang Zheng, that martial artist, in the past, it was just a garrison in a remote state, because of the help of the eunuchs, it will rise to the top, where can there be any real military merits."

After he finished speaking, several scholars around him, such as Zhou Lixun and Xu Fuyuan, laughed loudly, obviously agreeing with this statement to the extreme.

Seeing this situation, Chen Zilong recalled what he had seen and heard in Shandong not long ago, and he bowed his head in contemplation and kept silent.

Although Hou Fangyu asked, he had a strong disparaging color in his heart, but he just wanted to hear other people's views on the nouveau riche general Wang Zheng, and he would only be satisfied if everyone around him also had a scornful attitude towards him.

In the final analysis, Hou Fangyu didn't really care about how Chen Zilong answered, but he just asked Chen Zilong to ask the rest of the scholars, and he was just higher than Qing.

In his eyes, all the martial artists have a leg with the eunuchs, they are all incompetent people who mislead the country, and they are a waste of resources to live in the world.

Things were still a little out of Hou Fangyu's expectations, at the beginning, the small garrison in that remote place had only a thousand soldiers and horses under his command, but now, he has the ability to openly confront Li Zicheng.

The Shandong army has become famous in recent years, and Wang Zheng was actually named Anton Hou by the emperor, even if Hou Fangyu deliberately avoided it, he could still hear some rumors.

Whenever this happens, Hou Fangyu always smiles coldly, and his heart is just a clown jumping beam.

These facts do not affect the consistent impression of Wufu in his heart, just as Song Zhengyu said, he can't protect where Wang Zheng picked up his military exploits, and without the eunuch party, he is nothing at all.

There is also Ma Shiying, a bachelor in Nanjing, who is also a eunuch, and the two may have some deal secretly, anyway, none of the people who have anything to do with the eunuch party are good things.

Hou Fangyu snorted coldly and said softly:

"It's a self-inflicted ......"

At this moment, a person suddenly smiled and asked:

"Yuan Wen, you and Zilong are both devoted to Liu Ruyi, did you ever expect today's ending?"

When it came to this matter, Song Zhengyu first glanced at Chen Zilong, and anger rose in his chest, but he was cowardly and arrogant, thinking of who the person who snatched Liu Ru is was, but he didn't even have the courage to say a few words, so he had to keep silent at the moment.

Chen Zilong is different from him, although he is very puzzled why Liu Ru chose this way, but after a long time, he has long been relieved in his heart.

In his opinion, in life, you should look at the world, neither indulge in the bustling Jiangnan for too long, nor be too enthusiastic about the love between men and women.

Chen Zilong laughed a few times, and said:

"Shu Zhang, I said a long time ago about this matter, if she can get someone who loves her so much, what regrets does Zilong have? What's more, now I have found a good show, married a wife and had children, the future is old, and the past is just a cloud! ”

Hearing this, Li Wen, who was the first to ask, had no doubt that she was contrived, pointed at Chen Zilong a few times, and said with a smile:

"Zilong, you still have such a temper, this is the morale, I Li Wen admires the most in this life, except for Zilong, there is no one else!"

Song Zhengyu frowned slightly, seeing that Chen Zilong was so relieved, and talking and laughing with Li Wen, a trace of jealousy immediately rose, and he said in his heart that the two of them must have done it on purpose, so as to embarrass me.

Thinking of this, Song Zhengyuqiang laughed to himself and changed the topic:

"What Zilong said is very true, Mr. Qian is a gentleman with a literary style, a name for himself in ancient and modern times, and he can be a leader in Donglin, so why is there any jealousy of public opinion."

"Oh——?"

Li Wen smiled in surprise, stared at Song Zhengyu a few times, and saw that he didn't dare to look directly at him, and he was also smiling at the moment, noncommittal.

......

At the same time, more than 40 miles southwest of Nanjing, the sound of killing at Dashengguan shook the sky, and countless soldiers wearing red armor climbed the city tower.

Several soldiers of the Shandong army climbed the city tower, kicked the officers and soldiers on the opposite side with one kick, and slashed down with the knives in their hands without hesitation.

"Kill!"

In the distance, several phalanxes also divide and merge, forming a sea of red, and Mount Tai generally presses towards the city.

"Boom..."

Soon after, the gate of Dasheng Pass, which was not heavy, was opened by the excited soldiers of the Shandong army, and Wang Zheng led a group of generals and scribes into the city.

The Xuanniao Banner of the Ming Dynasty was trampled by tens of thousands of Shandong soldiers, and the city had already been replaced with the blue yellow dragon banner with the word "king".

The 150,000 troops of the Shandong Army swore south from Chuzhou, Jiangpu surrendered, and Jiang Da, the commander of the left division of the navy, arrived on time, led hundreds of warships to occupy the mouth of the West River, blocked the coast, and built ships to transport the soldiers to the opposite bank.

Immediately afterwards, the Shandong army was divided into two routes, Dong Youyin Kejiangning, Wang Zhengqin led the rest of the people to capture the victory pass, and after the meeting, they marched towards Nanjing City non-stop.

The army of Nanjing City was mainly controlled by three people, Wenchen was the military department Shangshu Shi Kefa, and the eunuch was Liu Fu, but it was the new admiral Lu Jiude who was in charge of the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp.

In terms of honors, according to the rule, a lord should be set up to assist in the defense of Nanjing, and the eleventh generation of Wei Duke Xu Hongji was ordered to assist in guarding Nanjing at the beginning of the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, and he was the head of all the honors.

However, the mobilization of soldiers and horses in Nanjing City needs to be stamped and ordered by the military department, the eunuchs and the co-guards to be sealed, and it is effective.

That night, a cavalry from the direction of Dasheng Pass rushed wildly, because the outer city of Nanjing was not closed, so this horse from the outer city Guanyin Gate straight into the inner city, rushed to the Wei Mansion.

At this time, Xu Hongji, the Duke of Wei, was holding a scroll and reading quietly in the room, when he heard an urgent report, he immediately personally went out to welcome the cavalry into the mansion, and ordered someone to serve a cup of Wuzhen weak tea.

This Wuzhen tea crown Jiangnan, except for the children of large families, even if the general more solid households are difficult to find, but this cavalry is still full of fear in the face of such incense, and it is difficult to sit still, without the slightest intention of tasting.

Seeing this, Xu Hongji was a little puzzled in his heart, but he still couldn't imagine what would happen, could it be that Anton Hou Wang Zheng was defeated by Li Zicheng.

"Guogong, the Great Victory Pass has been broken, quickly order the closure of the outer city, quickly give the order!"

The cavalry was a little incoherent, and Xu Hongji was confused when he heard it, but he could still understand the seriousness of the situation, and his face suddenly became a little heavy.

It turned out that this person was from Dashengguan, thirty miles away in the southwest, and was sent by the Dashengguan garrison on the eve of the city break.

Not long ago, an unknown number of soldiers and horses suddenly landed outside the Dasheng Pass, and under the banner of the imperial court, the hundred households guarding the city at that time had no suspicion.

After all, this is Nanjing, not the north, and Li Zicheng wanted to attack here on the other side of the river a while ago, but in the end he couldn't even cross the Yangtze River.

Even the Shun army, which has such a huge momentum, is like this, and there is nothing else to be afraid of.

What's more, not long ago, Lu Jiude, the governor of Jingying, led 20,000 soldiers and horses to Fengyang, and it is said that Huang Chuangzi and Huama Liu are both in Fengyang.

Ordinary people's understanding of thieves is that their clothes are tattered and their numbers are huge, and it is impossible to unknowingly hit Nanjing.

When they came to the city, this army was well-dressed and armored, and under the banner of the imperial court, it could not be a thief at a glance.

Combined with various circumstances, these hundred households had nothing to worry about at all, and even asked with a smile a few words at that time whether the official army had won.

But the other party hid a knife in his smile, and suddenly made a difficulty, taking advantage of the chaos to seize the city gate.

There are only more than 2,000 defenders in Dasheng Pass, most of whom have not been trained for a long time, and they have already broken the city after resisting less than a stick of incense.