Chapter Twenty-Nine

Liaoyang Jingluo Mansion, Yuan Yingtai was thinking about the manpower arrangement after Fushun was restored, and suddenly someone hurriedly ran over and said: "My lord, the Qincha from the capital is here." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Chincha? Who? Yuan Yingtai looked confused, his recital about the battle of Shenyang had only been gone for two days, and the reaction speed of the imperial court was too fast.

"It seems to be the previous Lord Liaodong Jingluo Xiong, but I don't know the other person."

Yuan Yingtai was a little puzzled, but he still quickly put on his official uniform and went out of the house, and asked his subordinates to prepare incense cases to meet Qincha.

Out of Jingluo Mansion, the bright sunlight shone into his eyes, slightly dazzling, Yuan Yingtai squinted and looked forward, and couldn't help but be surprised. Yang Lian and Yang Wenru came to the incident from the Beijing Military Department.

Yuan Yingtai was happy in his heart, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "Brother Wen Ru has come from afar, and he has worked hard. ā€

"Brother Dalai, don't come for two years, don't come unharmed." Yang Lian bowed his hand, and the two of them exchanged pleasantries.

"Brother Wen Ru came to Liaodong this time, I don't know what business trip he has?" Yuan Yingtai and Yang Lian are both Donglin scholars, and they have met several times, and both sides are upright people, so they cut to the chase as soon as they opened their mouths, and they didn't feel embarrassed.

"Brother Dalai, this time I came to Liaodong with Brother Feibai, but it was for the great victory in Shenyang, and the imperial court is ready to let the two of us count the merits and reward the meritorious heroes of the Battle of Shenyang."

After that, Yang Lian's body flashed, and Xiong Tingbi, who was playing soy sauce on the side, also pushed out.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and after Xiong Tingbi was impeached and removed from office by the Donglin Party at the end of last year, it was Yuan Yingtai, the standard-bearer of the Donglin Party, who took over Xiong Tingbi's position. Although this kind of mustard in the officialdom will not be broken, after meeting, the two are still a little embarrassed.

Yang Lian is also a smart person, he naturally knows the doorway of this, so he quickly pulled on to other topics, and said to Yuan Yingtai: "Brother Dalai, as soon as I entered Liaoyang, I heard the people praise the good achievements of Wang Shi in rescuing Shenyang. ā€

Yuan Yingtai smiled a little awkwardly and said, "This is not the place to talk, Brother Wen Ru, Brother Feibai, let's go in and talk about it." ā€

When they arrived in the lobby, Yuan Yingtai asked his subordinates to serve tea, and after the three of them sat down, Yuan Yingtai said slowly: "I received good news yesterday, and Fushun has been recovered." ā€

"Ah, so brave!"

Yang Lian was shocked, this was the biggest victory of the Ming army in Liaodong since the forty-fourth year of Wanli. With the current strength and morale of the Ming army in Liaodong, this is really unbelievable.

Yang Lian couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xiong Tingbi, who was familiar with Liaodong's military affairs. Xiong Tingbi was also bowing his head in contemplation at this time. Before Xiong Tingbi left Liaodong last year, the morale of the Ming army outside the Guanwai was low, and the city was rampant, so he had to ask the imperial court to send guest troops from other provinces to fight in Liao.

But only a few months later, the Ming army not only successfully defeated the Houjin army that invaded Shenyang, but now it has also recovered Fushun, which makes Xiong Tingbi puzzled.

At that moment, Xiong Tingbi felt that he seemed to be a little old, and there were many talents outside the Guan, and it was a good move to leave by himself.

Seeing that Xiong Tingbi in contemplation did not respond for a long time, Yang Lian had to turn his gaze to Yuan Yingtai.

Yuan Yingtai smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Wenru, I didn't believe it when I heard this news, and in a fit of anger, I almost ordered the detention of that overseas demon last night." ā€

"Oh, Brother Dalai, could it be that this work of recovering Shun is also related to this person?"

Hearing Yuan Yingtai mention overseas masters, Yang Lian and Xiong Tingbi were suddenly a little curious. On the way, they had already heard some gossip news, and it was bizarre. These news from Shenyang have also set off a monstrous wave in Liaoyang, the administrative center of Liaodong, almost everyone is talking about giant chickens and magic cars, gossip is everywhere, and it is not okay to listen to it if you don't want to.

Yuan Yingtai's old face was slightly red, and he said with a slight smile: "I used to think that Liaodong was demoralized, and the Tartars were newly defeated, and we also needed to rest for a few days, so I didn't advocate attacking Fushun immediately. But Chen Ce is a young man, saying that they have the firearms of overseas masters and are invincible, and he also blocked the old man back with a sentence of 'will not be affected by the life of the king abroad', and when the old man wanted to go to Shenyang in person, he had already received the news that they had conquered Fushun. ā€

Yuan Yingtai took a sip of tea, and then said: "The old man didn't believe in this record at the time, thinking that this demon was bewitching Lord Chen, and he was furious, so he planned to order the detention of this overseas demon yesterday. I couldn't sleep last night, and I felt that what I was doing didn't seem right, so I was planning to wait for the situation to stabilize and go to Fushun to have a look. ā€

"Oh, Brother Dalai, it seems that you and I can go together, today I came to Liaodong, it is the generals who want to reward the battle of Shenyang, and by the way, let me see this overseas master, if Brother Dalai has nothing to do, you can go to watch it together."

Seeing that Yang Lian was willing to invite, Yuan Yingtai also intended to go, so the two were about to set a date, but unexpectedly someone came in and reported: "My lord, Shenyang is in a hurry." ā€

"Read, there are no outsiders here."

"On the night of March 30, the spies in Shenyang City bewitched the Mongols to make a rebellion, Zhu Wanliang's troops gathered to gamble, encountered the enemy unknown and caused a camp roar, cannibalism, 536 dead and wounded, and another rebel from the north gate to the prefect's yamen, was blocked by Qi Jin's own soldiers, Qi Jin led the troops and fought and retreated, wounded in many places, reinforcements came, annihilated 735 enemies, and the rest are still being pursued."

Bang, the teacup in Yuan Yingtai's hand fell to the ground and shattered, Yuan Yingtai sat on the chair and looked ahead.

"Hmph, you actually led the Mongolian crowd into the city, in this eventful season, you Yuan Dalai is as stupid as a pig and a dog, pity those innocent Ming soldiers."

It was Xiong Tingbi who spoke, although he resigned from Liaodong, he had been paying attention to the development of the situation in Liaodong, so he also knew Yuan Yingtai's proposition. Xiong Tingbi has always been straightforward and fast-talking, coupled with a vicious tongue, this time he just scolded Yang Lian because of his face.

Yang Lian frowned and said, "Brother Feibai, at this extraordinary time, there must be no verbal disputes. ā€

Xiong Tingbi saw Yang Lian's statement, although he was still angry in his heart, he still reluctantly sat down and continued to drink tea.

After waiting for a long time, Yuan Yingtai's distracted eyes regained a little of their former brilliance, but his face seemed to have aged a lot, Yuan Yingtai's face was wrinkled, and his gray beard trembled slightly.

"Brother Wenru, you wait a while, I'll arrange it now, after we finish lunch, we will rush to Shenyang immediately, the old man will stay in the wilderness overnight, and he will arrive in Shenyang tomorrow."

Xiong Tingbi snorted heavily, ignoring Yuan Yingtai, but watching him leave alone.

"Brother Feibai, what do you think of the authenticity of this overseas master?"

"Everything can be one or two, not three, and it is hard to be convincing to defeat the Tartar three times in a row, to say that he is a liar, and to deceive the people." Xiong Tingbi said casually.

Speaking unintentionally, the listener was intentional, Yang Lian was drinking tea at this time, and looked out of the house thoughtfully.

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Fushun, Shen Jia was standing on a pile of ruins, shouting to a group of homeless people.

After the city was broken yesterday, a large number of Han slaves were rescued, and a large number of displaced people poured into Fushun City today. At first, Chen Ce and He Shigong didn't want to accept it, mainly because they were worried about chaos.

But Shen Jia told them that the city walls needed to be repaired, and that order in the city needed to be restored to normal as soon as possible, and that it would take a lot of labor. The Ming army seized about 500,000 stone grain in Fushun City yesterday, and it will not worry about the problem of grain and grass for the time being, so why not set aside a part of it as disaster relief expenses to repair the city wall.

When everyone heard this, it seemed to be the truth, and at this time, there was no civil official constraint, Chen Ce immediately waved his pen and instructed Shen Jia to take charge of this matter.

Shen Jia's nose was about to be crooked, he originally came up with an idea to hide to the side to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect to be caught as a coolie. Wen Qing laughed when she found out, saying that he had lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.

Shen Jia found a hundred Ming soldiers, and it took a morning to select thousands of Han people, and at this time he was thinking about how to organize these selected refugees to repair the city wall.

"It's all big men here, if it's not a master, please go over there automatically." Shen Jia stretched out his hand and pointed to the pile of women on his right.

The crowd suddenly laughed, this doll hair has not grown, and it is actually here to put garlic.

"Quiet, quiet, disobedient drag out and kill the head." Two fierce Ming soldiers came out and shouted at the crowd.

It's a sin to not have a loudspeaker these days, and shouting at so many people relies on a good voice.

"Folks, do you want to eat?"

The crowd didn't move, staring at the hairy boy on the ruins like a fool.

It doesn't seem to work, Shen Jiawei pondered for a moment, and then said loudly to the Ming army next to him: "Each of you chooses two hundred homeless people, and take them to clean up the ruins here, hey, the one who picks his nose, just say you, what is your name?" ā€

"The villain is the second child." A Ming military replied in a proper manner.

Shen Jiazai carefully looked at the soldier named Wang Erxiao, and said with a smile: "You go to the crowd and pick some masons or people who can build walls, and we will rebuild these destroyed city walls." ā€

After Shen Jia finished speaking, he looked around, and shouted loudly to Ming Jun: "Give these dogs three meals a day, give an extra two catties of food every day, and whip them if they don't work, don't be polite, as long as you don't kill people, I'll help you carry it if something goes wrong." ā€

Shen Jia deliberately made a loud noise, and there was a commotion in the crowd. However, under the threat of the two fierce Ming troops, the crowd slowly quieted down again.

Shen Jia walked to the side of the female family team again and shouted to the crowd: "Is there anyone in there who can cook and make a fire?" ā€

The hundreds of ladies had already heard the young man shouting to the men, and some of the women with quick brains immediately stood up and rushed to say: "I can cook, I can make a fire, and I can do housework." ā€

Shen Jia pointed to an aunt about thirty years old at the front and said, "What's your name?" ā€

This aunt is really a cool character, and she said, "My name is Cuihua, what do you have to say?" ā€

Shen Jia was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he was so evil today, and when he met so many celebrities, he couldn't help but ask: "Will sauerkraut be made?" ā€

"Of course, when it comes to making sauerkraut, I'm a good hand."

Aunt Cuihua's confident eyes did not look like a homeless person, and Shen Jia thought to herself that this could not be a cross-over.

How did Shen Jia know that this Aunt Cuihua had been out of food for two days, and when she heard that there was work to do, it seemed that she had something to eat, so of course Aunt Cuihua had to go all out to fight for this good opportunity.

"It's you, Aunt Cuihua, you pick ten more good hands from these family members, and each good hand will find ten more helpers, go over there to get a few big bowls, cook for those laborers, and all those who pick three meals a day, and send an extra pound of food. This aunt, you are responsible for supervising them, clean up when cooking, and don't throw snot into the meal. ā€

Aunt Cuihua was anxious, and hurriedly said: "That's absolutely not, we can do things cleanly." ā€

When the ladies saw that this young man was interesting, they also pretended to be dissatisfied and shouted: "How can this be, son, you can laugh at me for not making it delicious, but it is absolutely clean!" ā€

Aunt Cuihua didn't expect that she would become the leader of a group of women, and her eyes instantly became vibrant, and she began to pick people in the crowd with full energy.

A group of women who had been silent before couldn't help but make a loud noise when they heard that they could not only eat but also receive a pound of food when they worked. Some women who don't know how to cook at home on weekdays suddenly beat their chests and pound their feet, Shen Jia doesn't care about them, the heart is necessary to distribute according to work, and he is currently unable to support the idlers.

Shen Jia returned to the top of the ruins and shouted to the crowd: "I know that you poor ghosts have been hungry for a few days, and I am very kind to be an uncle today, you should quickly clean up the neighborhood now, start cooking now, and start repairing the city after eating, whoever doesn't want to do it will leave immediately, the military masters next to you don't want to serve you." ā€

As soon as everyone heard that they could still eat first, there was an uproar, and some people who acted quickly had already helped the selected female dependents to build a temporary stove.

Looking at the eager crowd, Shen Jiaxin said that there are still too few jobs, and many women are still idle, so we have to think of another way.

Shen Jia looked out of the city from the ruins, the spring was steaming, and the green smoke was curling in the distance, Shen Jia suddenly thought of Wu Shihan in Shenyang, and didn't know what she was busy with at the moment.