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In the evening, Dorgon and Dodor were drinking, and there was some bustle outside, but there was no word during the feast. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dorgon knew he wasn't very successful this time.

The large-scale offensive has put Houjin in a great predicament, the changes in Mongolia, the turmoil of his soldiers, the loss of contact with Houjin Chengchi on Korean Island..., these are all problems, but he doesn't have the heart to care, after all, any regiment has deep-rooted interest groups attached to it, Dolgon is only the biggest one, and what he has to do now is just to appease the other interest groups as soon as possible, and then deal with Huang Taiji.

He didn't feel that he was too careful, Huang Taiji still had a lot of henchmen in the northeast city, as early as when he launched the war against Jinzhou, he was ready to stand in front of Huang Taiji with an equal attitude, but there was a gap with expectations, he thought that he could successfully capture Jinzhou, and then pull out Huang Taiji with the power of a big victory, so the result would be too beneficial to him, and there was no need to fight for anything. But this is clearly not the case now.

Toil. After the army lost money, it was almost fruitless, although Huang Taiji would still come back, but it was no longer a good thing.

"Brother, Dodor has always been." Duoduo felt that he would also be sensational.

Dorgon drank a glass of wine, his eyes full of complexity.

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Under the dark night sky, Ningxia did not fall into silence.

Monotonous fireworks bloomed in the air, and each sound brought a bright firelight, reflecting the smiling faces, whether simple or majestic, beautiful or ordinary, at this time.

Ning Zhiyuan looked up at this grand occasion, with mixed feelings, to be honest, this kind of firework with only one fire color really couldn't cause his visual impact, it was much worse than what he saw in the later life.

But tonight's fireworks are peace of mind.

This is a kind of extravagant gadget, in the era of cold weapons has been covered with a veil of mystery, although fireworks began to be developed as early as the Tang Dynasty, just because it is the prototype of early gunpowder, so the folk have always been prohibited, of course, even if there is no ban, maybe there are not many people who can use it, its price is unaffordable for ordinary people, and a cannon fireworks cost a hundred taels of silver.

Even in the previous dynasty, it was generally only ignited in Kyoto during the Shangyuan Festival, and that kind of fireworks was difficult to compare with this craft in Ningxia, so his rarity can be imagined, just on this fireworks, more than 100,000 taels of silver were spent on the account.

Ning Daguan is not heartbroken, but feels a little tricky, which has nothing to do with how much money he has, after all, those fireworks are made by his own people, and the materials are also mined or bought by himself, taken from the people, and used for the people is like this, just from his left pocket to the right pocket, but also let the people of Ningxia feel what is called a festival, what is a celebration, can make them full of hope for the next year's life.

The drought is almost gone, the fields are planted with wheat, the most difficult days have passed, and in the vast and glorious scenery in front of us, so Ningxia will usher in a better tomorrow.

Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, the last day of Chongzhen's fifth year.

Ning Daguan had already shrunk in the pavilion in his courtyard early, the glass blocked the cold, and he could still take in the outside scene and feel the strong atmosphere.

A table in the middle of the pavilion was filled with steaming tea and delicate pastries, and festive arrangements were also made around him, and he planned not to take them off after the New Year, and then waited for the fifth day of the new year to marry Li Yuran into the door.

During the day, he went to the barracks, and after inspecting the army, he watched Li Dingguo's 1,000 men and Li Jun's 500 people fight, and more than 1,000 cavalry rushed to kill with a roar, with great momentum, but the knives in their hands became wooden that could not kill.

The cavalry is Li Dingguo's own choice, maybe he thinks that his cavalry is already very powerful, and then... In the end, he lost.

Maybe this is not a real reflection of the combat power of both sides... Siege, after all, both sides did not take this matter seriously in their hearts, but this situation is enough to show that the Northeast people are natural warriors, and their physical advantages are far stronger than those in the Guannai, and Houjin is the most northeastern handful.

Thinking about the sound of jumping and running, Shang Jingwei, the little girl, was a little tossed, wearing a thick animal skin and running back and forth in the pavilion with the Mongols, her little face was flushed and she clapped her palms vigorously.

Liang Jiu seemed to be a little tired, pulled Xing Yuan up from Ning Zhiyuan's side, and then pounced on himself, giggling.

At this point, Xing Yuan was still confused, standing in place a little messy, thinking back to Shang Jingwei just now that he seemed to have done something that he didn't pay attention to, he pounced on his small mouth, but he just fell on Shang Jingwei's body, and he also pulled it with his hand but it didn't have a big effect, and he was a little annoyed in his heart How could he be pulled up so easily, and he didn't know what kind of crazy thing Jing Wei's little girl was doing today......

Jing Wei's little Lori shrank her head back and forth in Ning Zhiyuan's arms, and her mischievous laughter like silver bells convinced Ning Daguan that this was just a little girl, a twelve-year-old little girl.

"Brother Ning, today is Jing Wei's happiest day!"

Understand that children love the New Year... This sentence floated through the hearts of Ning officials, and then Shang Jingwei didn't have any follow-up, this was just a Lori who thought of where to go.

"It's really lively..."Li Yuran muttered a little distractedly.

In the past so many years, she has been dependent on her grandfather, and her life is not hard, but she is really lonely every New Year, even if she lives in a business, but this kind of thing can only be a family, the corner of her mouth pursed a smile, as if she thought of something funny, and then said to Shang Jingwei, "Jingwei, did you ever think that my sister would welcome the new year with you?" ”

Shang Jingwei blinked, then nodded.

Li Yuran knocked on the little Lori's head, "Don't talk nonsense, could it be that you wanted to marry your sister's husband when you were a child." ”

"I'm a kid... Isn't it okay to say whatever you want? ”

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The capital, in the Forbidden City.

There is also a strong festive atmosphere here, and as the center of a country, prosperity is essential, but it seems to be a little less vibrant.

The palace is decorated with lanterns, as the master of Chongzhen is sorting out government affairs in the imperial study at this time, and when the year is coming to an end, the scene of Daming is rare and his mood is not bad, so he calmed down and prepared to outline the brilliant prospects for next year.

At this time, there was also Yang Sichang, the squire of the military department at this time.

If you want to say who has the most trust of Chongzhen in the court at this time, it is only Yang Sichang, Ning Zhiyuan is not as good as him, because he has outlined a beautiful future for Chongzhen that has not yet been realized, his ability is just right, and he is dedicated to the New Year without the slightest resentment, after all, this is a holy grace...

"Yang Aiqing, what do you think of my Ming situation?"

When they met for the first time, Chongzhen asked that, and then Yang Sichang answered and gave him the actual method.

But this time Yang Sichang was a little hesitant, "The situation outside the customs is very good. ”

It's just a matter of point-and-click.

Chongzhen was not satisfied with this answer, and asked, "What about the pass?" ”

"It depends on the relationship between Lord Ning and Ningxia, the relationship between Ningxia and Gansu, and the relationship between Yansui and the world." Since Chongzhen is unwilling to accept the reality, then Yang Sichang simply made it clear, as a person who dared to say that 'Da Ming died as a thief' at the beginning of the meeting, he was indeed not afraid of anything, but he was very curious about that Lord Ning, he knew that even if he was such a big official now, there was still a big gap compared to that one.

"Ahem..."Chongzhen was drinking tea and coughed violently a few times by these words, and his tone became stern, "Ning Aiqing and the rebels in Gansu!" ”

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body." Yang Sichang lowered his head and confessed his guilt, but he didn't retract the idea of saying this, he just made a sloppy shot, "Weichen is just guessing, and he can't do it accurately." ”

Chongzhen's gloomy face fell into silence, and it was quiet outside, far from the grand occasion of firecrackers and fireworks in Ningxia, maybe Chongzhen likes to be quiet, maybe he just has no money.

Chongzhen thought that maybe Ningxia was caused by Ning Zhiyuan himself, or it was under Ning Zhiyuan's control, and he didn't listen to the words of the imperial court because Ning Zhiyuan had other thoughts, and he also thought that Ningxia might really stop Ning Zhiyuan's call, these two situations are not good things for Chongzhen, especially the former, but he definitely didn't think about the possibility that Yang Sichang said.

What kind of person is Gansu, that is a complete thief, how could Ning Zhiyuan have something to do with them......

If it really matters......

Chongzhen still remembered the strong fighting ability of the anti-thief and the intersection with Ning Zhiyuan at the same time, and his heart couldn't help but hang up, it seemed... It's really possible.

His lips moved with difficulty, and he didn't make a sound, and he felt that the good news of the previous months had vanished at the last moment of the year.

If so... The Northwest is lost!

"Your Majesty, this is just the minister's speculation, the worst possibility, and it is impossible to do it accurately......" Yang Sichang carefully repeated his own words just now, he knew that the same words sometimes play different roles.

Chongzhen's face was really soothed, many times, the words were not necessarily reasonable, but it was not what the other party wanted to hear, Chongzhen wanted to hear this kind of thing at this time.

And Yang Sichang will not flatter, the reason why he said this is because he really thinks so.

"If Lord Ning has the heart of disobedience, he will inevitably raise troops at the most chaotic time, judging from the strength of Ningxia to resist the entire Mongolia and Houjin and the anti-thieves in Yansui in Gansu can not be afraid of Hong Chengchou, if Lord Ning is really like Weichen thinks, then Lord Ning definitely has this strength, and this year is the best time, but he doesn't."

"And Your Majesty, don't forget, the imperial court was able to solve the crisis and take advantage of the Northeast for the first time, and Lord Ning contributed a lot to it."

The more Yang Sichang spoke, the deeper and more straightforward he became, he didn't see Chongzhen's wrinkled face getting darker and darker, but his heart had slowed down a lot, and he nodded slowly, but he wanted Yang Sichang to say so, if it wasn't for Yang Sichang pointing it out, then Chongzhen would have always taken it for granted, of course, he also took it for granted now, and he never owed these courtiers anything.

However, what Yang Sichang said was too much, and it seemed that Ning Zhiyuan would be able to get it at his fingertips as soon as he rebelled...? I am not so weak, and the Ming heritage is still there!

But Yang Sichang didn't notice these at this time, and he didn't care if he did, he was triggered to think by his own words.

Analyzing Ning Zhiyuan's experience as an official, you can see that he is definitely a talented person, and he has only taken three years to emerge so far, which is absolutely unprecedented, although some of them have been made self-defeating, but there is no doubt that he is the most dazzling person in the entire Ming Dynasty, and Yang Sichang is more willing to believe that it is a loyal minister, because no matter where he takes office, everything he does is for the good of the people, and he has also killed aliens and thieves during the period, and Ningxia has taken in millions of displaced people, if such a person has a different heart, The consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

But how could such a person be a son, and Ningxia would be overshadowed by his subordinates?

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"Yang Aiqing, do you think you want to add something to the conditions initially reached with Houjin?" Chongzhen asked again, just now he felt like he had done a roller coaster, and now he still had the feeling of the rest of his life, Chongzhen felt that he had never been so exciting before.

This matter can be said to be the top priority of the entire imperial court now, although Chongzhen gave full authority to Zhou Yanru, but every time the progress has to be reported to him, the turning point of the matter Chongzhen felt that it was his domineering few fonts that started, so he was deeply gratified.

Now the conditions given by Houjin can not be described as uncompromising, compared with before, it is completely like a change of object, before he still opened his mouth to the Daming Lion, but now he did not open his mouth, and then Zhou Yanru also asked them for a bite at the right time, and the other party did not seem to resist much.

So Chongzhen is really not adaptable, God knows that he is ready to fight a protracted war, it is not uncommon for a negotiation to last for months or even years, and Chen Qiyu gave him confidence, he wondered if Zhou Yanru opened his mouth.

But the territory has been expanded to Ningyuan, much better than the previous Daling River, this is the Ming lost ten years of defense line, with this city, the Guanjin defense line will become the Guanning defense line again, until the soldiers are strong and strong, and the recovery of the ancestral foundation is just around the corner......

"Wechen thinks we can add some food." Yang Sichang respectfully gave his suggestion, as for the specific number, he couldn't help but worry, and he was also sighing in his heart that he Daming missed such a great opportunity, and Houjin couldn't afford it, but Daming couldn't afford it.

However, it is not a good thing to let Huang Taiji go back, and Yang Sichang, who has heard about Huang Taiji's experience, thought of the somewhat wonderful Ning Zhiyuan again, and he really didn't know how to evaluate this kind of thing.

"Hmm..."Chongzhen nodded, he was in a good mood, the night was thick outside the window, but he didn't feel the slightest sleep, "Yang Aiqing is the minister of my humerus, and I will order Yang Lao Aiqing to be pardoned tomorrow." ”

Yang Lao Aiqing is Yang Sichang's father Yang He, the wronged boss who spent Chongzhen's silver and then surrendered to no avail.

"Please also ask the emperor to retract his will..."Yang Sichang looked serious, "When the thieves are exhausted, let my father be exonerated." ”

His father deserved it, he didn't hate Chongzhen, but he hated those thieves very much, and those words were loud and clear, showing his determination.

Chongzhen stared at Yang Sichang for a few breaths, smiled and nodded.

This Yang Sichang is a real usable person, and loyalty is the supreme thing.

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There was a faint crushing sound as the carriage ran over the dead grass, and then it was swallowed up in the cold wind and disappeared in an instant.

Along the way, Zhezhe and the others have not seen any tribes, because of the proximity to Ningxia, so this special night these guards did not rest, but marched in the wind and wolves, these guards were married a long time ago, and now they are still in the prime of life, but there are only so many dozens of people left.

And she also knew what kind of day it was tonight, staring at the sky quietly, as dark as her heart. Mongolian women are rarely weak, she is no exception, she is very strong, the three-year-old daughter sleeps in her arms, there is a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, she is not worried about the situation of her group of people, and I don't know how long she has not reported Zhen'er to sleep like this, and the second daughter is also beside her, which means that the feeling of being lost for a long time makes her feel a little warm in this desolate atmosphere.

It's a pity that the eldest daughter is still a little far away from herself, and she still hasn't fallen asleep.

Zhezhe had a soft smile on his face, "Zhuang'er, why don't you sleep yet, it's already time." ”

The hour of the child is a new day, and tonight, it is a new year.

Gulun Wenzhuang glanced at Zhezhe, and his beautiful eyes were full of confusion and a trace of panic.

Even if she was a fool, she knew that things were unusual, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out what was going on, if it was herself, why was there ... E-Niang also followed.

"Zhuang'er, don't be afraid anywhere, you know?" Zhezhe's voice became softer and softer, "Although E-Niang was sent out by your Ama Emperor Taiji, I believe that as long as E-Niang is here, I will take care of you and yours in the future." ”

"I was sent out by Amma..."

"I was sent out by Huang Taiji..."

Gu Lun Wenzhuang automatically generated these two sentences with the same meaning in his mind, and Leng Qing's childish face was slightly moved, "You can't even take care of yourself after being sent out by Huang Taiji, how can you take care of us...?" ”

What is hidden in the depths of the eyes is desolation.

"E-Niang said yes, then it's okay." Zhezhe said firmly, "As long as Eniang is here..."

Half-leaning on the wall of the carriage, watching the guards outside very loyally rushing the way, holding torches to drive away the wolves, they used to be the most elite warriors in Horqin, and then after more than ten years in Houjin, they are still the most elite warriors.

Gulun Wenzhuang was silent, she felt that she no longer blamed Zhezhe, it was her own mother after all, and she didn't know what would happen in the future, but the estrangement of the years was difficult to eliminate for a while, so she lowered her head.

"The place we will go to tomorrow is called Ningxia, which is the land of the Ming Han people." Zhezhe explained softly to Gulun Wenzhuang.

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"That's... E-niang... Why, why did you come? ”

Zhezhe looked at his eldest daughter, like himself, born with noble chips, as for the question she asked, who knows?

"Zhuang'er, the rabbit can bite when it is urgent, you are also a woman, you will know in the future that forcing a woman to be anxious is not just about biting......"

As for why she is in a hurry, because she is a mother after all.

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...... (To be continued.) )