Chapter 917: Give me three thousand city management, and I can capture Nanjing!

One of the four princes, the host Dao Pu, appeared, and the people who had been waiting for a long time in the painting boat quickly stood up and greeted each other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The resumption of the society was held on the Qinhuai River in the fourth son. There are as many as 2,000 members of the Restoration Society alone, plus other scholars and eunuchs who come to visit, and there are no less than 10,000 people in total.

Well, if this is a martial arts conference, these are martial arts masters.

It is estimated that if they are given a good weapon, they can sweep the entire Ming Dynasty and unify the world.

Unfortunately, they are not.

They're just a bunch of garbage that can't even wield a kitchen knife. It's just a group, the eight shares of the old society.

As long as you see blood, you will be scared and urinate all over your face. In normal times, they will pretend to talk about state affairs, and they can talk about the war on paper, and they can win the battle.

Although there has been a tradition of literati gatherings on the Qinhuai River since ancient times, it is limited to the ancient building conditions and business scale.

Even things like cement were invented by Zhu Zilong just a few years ago. It is far from being popularized in Jiangnan, so the gathering of tens of thousands of people can only be held separately in countless painting boats.

This time on the Qinhuai River, the Jiangnan scholars gathered and feasted. In fact, according to the relationship between distant and close relatives, they are scattered in more than 100 places, among the river houses.

Therefore, as the host, Zhang Pu, Zhang Dai and other backbone of the Restoration Society, they should be polite and say hello on every boat.

Watching them run around on the boat one by one, Zhu Zilong sat there and drank tea speechlessly.

More than 100 boats, pretending to be more than the fourth son, I see how you can finish running?

A few polite times on a boat for more than ten minutes, ten boats are more than 100 minutes, and a hundred boats go back and forth for more than 1,000 minutes.

It's only 60 minutes in an hour, and you have to walk through these more than 100 boats, and it takes you a day and a night.

How brain-dead does this have to be to come up with such a way of meeting?

is also drunk, these Fushe and Donglin Party people, such an efficiency is really unprecedented, and there is no one in the future.

Fortunately, you don't have to look for those four sons to inquire about the news.

What's more, this boat is full of food and fun.

What winter melon cup, Buddha jumping over the wall, meat skin wonton, pork belly cake, crab roe lion head, Jiangnan beef, carp stew, grilled tenderloin...... The non-stop serving made Zhu Zilong wonder if he had come to a five-star hotel in the future.

Alas, the people of the Ming Dynasty outside are living in dire straits, but these Donglin Party and Jiangnan scholars are still spending time drinking.

And it's also public money consumption, nest back!

Young!

After the five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, courtesans began to enter the boat one after another to help the fun.

There are those who play the lute, those who play the bamboo flute, those who play the long harp, and those who dance. Zhu Zilong didn't know what they were singing, but the sound alone was already very good.

Of course, Zhu Zilong's ears are super hearing, mainly on eavesdropping, the chats of these participants.

Even, in the middle of it, he would deliberately go over, chat a few words, and provoke the topic.

"When I think about last year, the appearance of the Beijing division is still vivid...... Looking back, the gentlemen who stayed in the capital have now supported the new Son of Heaven to ascend the throne. The new year name was also promulgated, so this year is the first year of Yonghe, a new dynasty and a new atmosphere! An important member of the Restoration Society next door sighed.

Zhu Zilong came over with a wine glass and complimented him, "Yes, now the capital has become the capital, the Grand Duke (Zhou Yanru) is the first assistant of the cabinet, and Mu Zhai Gong (Qian Qianyi) is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites." Above the court, there are all Donglin gentlemen and the elites of my restoration society, which can be said to reproduce the grand occasion of the 'Zhongzheng Ying Dynasty' a few years ago. Presumably, soon, the army will go on an expedition, and it will definitely be able to refresh political affairs, educate the people, sweep away the demonic atmosphere of Shenzhou, and return the world to a bright and prosperous world......"

In Zhu Zilong's words, there is a sense of temptation. On the surface, of course, it's all compliments!

One of the leaders of the Restoration Society on the other side couldn't help but smile and squint his eyes, feeling very useful.

After a few more polite words, the relationship between the other party and the party became a little more familiar. Taking advantage of the other party's good mood, Zhu Zilong said tentatively: "...... Now that the gentlemen of Donglin have come back and regained the power of the imperial court, it is indeed gratifying. However, today's situation seems to be really worrying! Not only is there still fighting in the north, but the southern provinces are also in flames...... I don't know what the princes of the current dynasty in Nanjing have about this? ”

Hearing Zhu Zilong ask like this, many students around him showed expectant looks.

The expression of this Fushe cadre changed suddenly, and after thinking about it, he reluctantly smiled and said, "The Nanjing Imperial Court is not unaware of the chaos in various parts of the Ming Dynasty, nor has it not considered countermeasures. However, as the saying goes, manpower is poor, and we and other gentlemen must be worthy of our hearts when doing things, but we must also make trade-offs. ”

"Now that the anti-thieves in Jiangbei are strong, we just need to wait for the results of the war in the front line. And the former emperor of the Apocalypse, Lu Shangshu (Lu Weiqi, the secretary of the Nanjing Military Department), is leading the soldiers and horses of Nanzhili to supervise Yangzhou, while fighting with these smelling incense demons for days. On the one hand, building a dangerous river can make the battle stalemate and ensure that half of the country is safe...... For the rest, the court really has no time to take care of it! ”

Okay, to put it mildly, it means to defend the Yangtze River, wait for others to fight to the death, and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight. Just learn the ostrich mind!

Listening to this, Zhu Zilong began to laugh secretly in his heart.

Subsequently, he took time to go to other places in the city of Nanjing, such as the military household office, and the vicinity of the local army.

Coupled with the information left by the members of Wanli Killing, Zhu Zilong understood such a comparison.

The only field force of the Nanjing Imperial Court was also exterminating many small bandits in the south of the Yangtze River. In addition to relying on the Yangtze River, the city guards are not much stronger than the capital with four gates wide open.

Nima, that's all, still eating, drinking and having fun?

Wait for Lao Tzu's army to come, let alone Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong army. Even if you only rely on Shandong's urban management, you can capture your Nanjing.

Are you still in the mood to play women here? Why don't you hurry up and come up with money, recruit troops, and increase your strength?

Oh no, even if they recruit troops now, they can't be Lu Xiangsheng's opponent. Not to mention, his own Zhu Jiajun!

It seems that they are broken bottles and thrown away, and they are having fun in the last madness!

The truth is indeed as Zhu Zilong thought.

Now this Nanjing court, the actual territory and military strength are all pitifully poor!

Don't look at the current emperor's mess, but for those who still control most of the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming officials and local armies around the country.

At the moment, there are only two emperors who value it a little.

One is the authentic emperor, the Emperor of the Apocalypse. (Zhu Zilong's emperor doppelganger)

One is to let Donglin people support the new Ming Emperor in Nanjing, Zhu Yijiang.

For these two emperors, they were basically in a wait-and-see state. I hope that the winner will be decided as soon as possible. Then, hug your thighs again!

In Chinese history, when the "Son of Heaven lost the country", there was indeed a precedent for the clan, nobles and important ministers to depose him on charges of "immorality and incompetence".

But, apparently, the situation is now.

Nanjing's new emperor is obviously even less qualified. The Zhu family clan all over the world is full of complaints about this!

Therefore, such a pair, on the contrary, Zhu Zilong is more rational and righteous.

Moreover, in history, even if the emperor loses his morality, in the end, it depends on his strength. Holding a heavy army is the last word!

Li Shimin killed his brother Guan and became the emperor. Isn't this kind of thing the best proof?

Of course, Zhu Zilong now also understands the thoughts of the Donglin Party and Fushe and others, which is nothing more than that. The more the new emperor is not right, the more he is not right, the better he is to control!

Traitors like Zhang Juzheng and Sima X have the power of the world, who doesn't want to be it?

For example, Zhu Yijiang is now in Nanjing. After being fooled by the Donglin gentlemen into ascending to the throne, he basically became a puppet, unable to catch half of the real power, and did not dare to have any ideas of his own.

Isn't this the result that the Jiangnan Donglin Party and the people in the Fushe want to see?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zilong suddenly felt very sorry for this fake emperor in Nanjing, Zhu Yijiang.

This product is related to himself, the real emperor, and he has already been out of ten suits. His orthodox emperor is still alive, and all the royal relatives are not convinced by him, and the provincial officials watch the play at both ends.

There are not many elite generals available under him, and even if there are, they will be controlled by the Donglin Party and others. The whole is a 100% puppet!

It seems that before I came, I really overestimated the ability of the army in Nanjing.

It's all TM here.,It's a group of five scumbags in a team!

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For a while, Zhu Zilong felt bored.

The Donglin Party, which had mastered the Nanjing Imperial Court, was obviously too poor in information acquisition ability, and was naturally too arrogant. It's really a showman who rebelled, and in the end it didn't work.

Obviously the situation is full of danger and crumbling.

Look at this Nanjing city, Donglin Shizi and others write poems and gather all day long, feasting, drinking, singing and dancing. It seems that they are not in the midst of troubled times, but that the world is already peaceful, and the world is still under their control......

The whole thing is speechless!

Zhu Zilong had to think of a famous saying on the Internet in later generations: Don't try to argue with SB.

Because, he will pull your IQ to the same level as him, and then use his rich SB experience to defeat you!

looked at Zhang Pu, Zhang Dai, Fang Yizhi and others who were talking loudly and empty words in the painting boat. Zhu Zilong lowered his head and sighed, pouring a glass of sake into his throat. And strode out of here!

There's no need to waste time, as long as Lao Tzu wants to take it here, he can capture it with only 3,000 chengguan.

The grandfather of his country, the enemy of the emperor, the first is still Houjin, the second is Li Zicheng, the third is the Wenxiang Sect, the fourth is natural disasters, and the fifth is the Donglin Party, they are the five scumbags of the war, so they are the fifth.

Give me 3,000 city management, and I can capture Nanjing. Give me 30,000 chengguan, and I can defeat Li thief. Give me 300,000 chengguan, and I can go against the sky.

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