September 11. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe third watch is about to pass, and Nanchang City at this time is the same as in the past, because there is not a single pedestrian on the forbidden road.

After a busy day, Zeng Guofan finally finished reviewing the mountain of documents. Walk out the door and into the backyard. I saw that the sky was full of stars and moons, and everything was silent, and I suddenly felt a little quiet in my heart.

But in fact, there were waves in his heart, and from August 29, after breaking with Changmao, the Han thieves attacked everywhere, not only down the Yangtze River, seizing Anqing, and entering Jiangning.

Yesterday I received news from Jiangning, the letter mentioned that tens of thousands of Han thieves surrounded Jiangning with both land and water divisions, and the river was full of ironclad giant ships.

He looked at the night sky and said to himself:

"How can they take down Jiang Ning like this?!"

Originally, Zeng Guofan felt that the righteous army should suffer great losses in Jiangning, after all, there were many forts outside Jiangning City, and there were thousands of foreign artillery and earth cannons, how could such a fortified city be captured by manpower? Even if the Han thieves seize the city, I am afraid that it will not take a few months and not lose tens of thousands of people, but in the letter, the messenger is not so optimistic.

"The short is three or five days, and the long is more than ten days, and the Han thieves will definitely be able to seize Jiangning!"

The short is three or five days, and the long is more than ten days!

Reading this sentence silently in his heart, Zeng Guofan's brows became tighter and tighter, in case they defeated Jiangning and Fujian, then Jiangxi would be under siege, and when the time came, what should I do?

"My lord, the messenger sent an urgent letter from Jiang Ning just now."

Jing Qi, who had followed Zeng Guofan for many years, walked over with a letter in his hand.

"Give it to me!"

Zeng Guofan's heart jumped, and he sent a letter late at night, which had never happened in the past. The military aircraft is changing rapidly and unpredictable, could it be said that Jiang Ning has ......

Zeng Guofan's heart almost hung in his throat. Contrary to his usual habit of cutting letters, he snatched the letter sleeve from Jing Qi's hand and tore it hard, his hand shaking slightly.

The letter cover was very strong, and he didn't tear it once, and he tore it again. The letterhead came out, and it was a friend's own handwriting:

"At noon on the second day, the Han thieves blasted through the city wall with the huge cannons of ironclad ships, captured the inner city of Jiangning, and hundreds of thousands of bandits surrendered without a fight......

"Jiangning City is broken! Jiangning City is broken! ”

Zeng Guofan muttered twice, and then felt a mouthful of phlegm surging up his chest, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground. Jing Qi didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly stepped forward, helped Zeng Guofan up with both hands, laid him flat on the bamboo bed, wet the towel with cold water, and wiped his face and hands. Jing Qi was sweating profusely, touching Zeng Guofan's hand, but it was cold and cold. Jing Qi was scared.

"Where are you going?"

When Jing Qi was about to go out, Zeng Guofan woke up.

"Your Excellency, you're awake."

Jing Qi immediately walked to the side of the bamboo bed happily.

"My lord, I was scared to death just now, and when I saw that your boss didn't wake up, I was about to call the eldest son."

"Alright, don't call him, I'm fine. You go to bed too, and don't tell anyone about my fainting tomorrow, do you hear? ”

Jing Qi agreed, closed the door, and went to sleep in the ear room next to him.

Zeng Guofan was lying on the bamboo bed, deeply annoyed by his gaffe just now, and at this time, all he thought about was one word - Jiangning City was broken!

What now?

What does it mean that the long hair is over?

Zeng Guofan knew very well what this meant, which meant that soon, the Han thieves would be able to pull away and deal with Zeng Guofan, and when tens of thousands of Han thieves were approaching the city, how could they stop them?

The reason why he didn't call people was because he knew very well that no one could stop the Han thieves now, if the big Jiangning City, hundreds of thousands of defenders, down in one day, what a speed, is this, this is the number of qi?

After feeling a little more comfortable, Zeng Guofan no longer wanted to lie on the bamboo bed, he got up and put on a dress, sat on the chair, looked at the jumping lights, and couldn't help but think. He remembered the night when he talked with Luo Zenan in Xiangxiang County, the prophecy of Guo Songtao and Chen Fu, the oath when he was burned next to his mother's coffin and Mo Xuan left the mountain, and he was bullied by Bao Qibao, Tao Enpei and others in Changsha City, and naturally he also remembered the rush when he escaped from Yueyang City, and he also thought about the hardships he first came to Jiangxi, and the shame of committing suicide by throwing himself into the water, the depression at that time, and the emperor's expectations for himself, as well as the tension of this day and night, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

The more Zeng Guofan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears. He felt strange, such a piece of news that he originally felt like thunder had really come, why did the impact on himself not be as strong as he imagined, although sadness accounted for seven or eight points?

But there is also a faint feeling, a feeling of relief, and even two or three points of joy.

Why is that?

Zeng Guofan didn't understand what he was thinking, although he knew that the Han thief would soon be in the army, but he didn't show the slightest panic, just sat there quietly......

Early the next morning, Zeng Jize came to his father's room to say goodbye, and the Zeng family had moved out of Hunan. I saw my father, as in the past, sitting in front of the bookcase, copying Liu Shi'an's "Qing Ai Tang Sticker". In Zeng Jize's view, the words written by his father are enough to become a family of his own, and there is no need to learn other people's words. Seeing a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing from his father's head, Zeng Jize, who has always admired his father to the extreme, added a little respect at this time.

"Father, well!"

Zeng Jize repeated the words of the present every morning.

"How long have you been up?"

Zeng Guofan asked, his head was not raised, and his hand was still writing.

"It's been half an hour."

Zeng Jize replied respectfully.

"Where did you go on your walk today?" Zeng Guofan stipulated that his son should go for a walk outdoors after waking up in the morning, and walk 1,000 steps after dinner.

"I didn't go far today, but I went around outside the west gate."

"Another letter came from Jiangning last night."

Zeng Guofan's pen has not stopped.

"What does the letter say? Did the thief suffer a heavy blow? ”

Zeng Jize asked eagerly, although he was only eighteen years old, he knew very well that only if the Han thief suffered a heavy blow in Jiangning, Jiangxi could be saved for the future.

"Jiangning has been captured by Hanxia."

Zeng Guofan wrote hard as he spoke, his face calm as if nothing had happened.

"The thief defeated Jiang Ning! How is this possible? ”

Zeng Jize couldn't believe it, and then he felt that this tone was wrong, could he still doubt his father's words? My father often taught me to be sincere and diligent, and sincerity never started with words, and diligence never started from getting up. Does my father still speak? Not to mention such a big thing!

Zeng Jize shouted in horror:

"Jiang Ning is defeated, then, what about Nanchang?"

"Ji Zhi!"

The son's gaffe made Zeng Guofan frown, and reprimanded majestically,

"Shouting and making a fuss, what a system!"

"Yes!"

Zeng Jize realized that he shouldn't be. My father used to say that you should behave in a thick manner, but how could you forget it!

"You go and tell Yang Guodong, Peng Shouyi and others, I'll wait for them here."

In less than a meal, the whole city of Nanchang knew that Jiangning had been captured, and for a while, the entire Nanchang City, to be precise, the gentry who fled here from Hunan, Hubei and other places, all looked like mourners, and they all knew very well what this meant, which meant that the Qing Dynasty was over.

At least to a large extent, now with the fall of Changmao, then in the next step, the Han thieves will naturally unify Jiangnan, and then wave the reason for the Northern Expedition, and don't ask how the Northern Expedition is, but they, who are in Nanchang, are naturally unable to escape, after all, if Zhu wants to unify Jiangnan, he will definitely seize Nanchang and Jiangxi, and when the time comes, they will not be a dead end. Especially in the past few years, many of them have written articles to insult Zhu Yifeng, and now, now retribution is coming!

In the past, they also wrote that Zhu Yifeng was Zhu Hongwu who climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, but now they are even more afraid that after Zhu Yifeng is Zhu Hongwu, Zhu Hongwu will never be soft on killing, and his son will kill people, and he will punish the ten clans!

When the gentry in Nanchang City were in a panic and uneasiness, in the governor's yamen in Nanchang City, the atmosphere was also solemn, and the staff members all looked solemn and sighed. There were sighs from time to time in Zeng Guofan's signing room.

Compared with others, Zeng Guofan has always received him with Su Ri's usual dignified and calm attitude, but a touch of worry has been added to his face.

"After the Zhu thief captures Jiangning, he will definitely enter the whole province of Jiangsu and capture Zhejiang in order to obtain Jiangnan taxes, so that the adults should still have time to ......"

When Yang Guodong said this, Zeng Guofan just listened quietly, and he looked at a closed paper on the table inexplicably, and on the paper was a poem on the table.

"Time, I'm afraid time is running out!"

Zhao Liewen shook his head, as Zeng Guofan's most trusted staff, he knew very well that with the strength of an adult, he couldn't stop the Han thieves at all, even if it was a few months, what could he do?

"Unless the imperial court is now going south with foreign guns, I'm afraid that Jiangnan will not be protected......"

The foreign guns?

As soon as Zhao Liewen said this, Zeng Guofan shook his head helplessly. I'm afraid the court won't be able to go up!

"The foreign gun team will not go south, the reason why the Han thieves are marching east is because Shi Dakai went north and took away 300,000 elites, and now Shi Cheng has a million troops in Henan, and the imperial court is now having a headache about how to block its way, how can the foreign gun team go south at this time?"

There is no hope on the side of the court!

What to do?

Everyone's brows were tightly locked, and some of them were even timid and had even begun to think of a way out, as for Zeng Guofan, who was still calm, seeing that everyone didn't seem to have any ideas, he said.

"Alright, that's all for now!"

With that, he waved his hand, and as he got up to leave, he had barely taken a few steps when he turned around and took the piece of paper from the table, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash.

And after he left, Zhao Liewen walked forward, and when he unfolded the ball of paper, he only saw one word.

"Song"

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