Gu Hanyue's later generations understood that the first time the Houjin Tieqi entered the customs was a few months later, as the highest administrative and military governor of Liaodong, Yuan Chonghuan must have gotten the news, and he also eagerly hoped to calm down the impact of killing Mao Wenlong as soon as possible, and rushed back to Ningyuan to preside over the overall situation of Liao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Yue thought about it as he looked at Xu Zumin's personal guard team.

In general, Xu Zumin's team of about fifty people is still excellent compared to the teams of other forts and islands, at least the team is not noisy, although only half of them are wearing armor, there are only less than seven or eight pairs of iron armor, and more than a dozen pairs of leather armor, and more are wearing worn out mandarin duck battle jackets like Wang Erkui, but the spirit is still good.

Two of them stood behind Xu Zumin in the back row to attract Han Yue's attention, because the other guards were either in the way of Xu Zumin's face, or they were happy in their hearts, and they all looked at Han Yue with a smile on their faces, only the two of them had a serious face, and the other pulled the corners of their mouths to express disdain.

With the memory of this life, Han Yue knew that these two people were both military households of Wangjiadao, and they were uncles and nephews, but they were not directly under Xu Zumin's command, but the people of Wu Heng, the head of Qianzong, this time Xu Zumin was ordered to come to Shuangdao to meet the supervisor Yuan Chonghuan, these two people also followed as the elite of Wangjiadao, the older one was an uncle, named Xue Hu, and the one who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and matched with Han Yue was called Xue Yan.

Han Yue looked at Xue Hu, he also looked at Han Yue without avoidance, 'A good tiger general' Han Yue admired in his heart, Xue Hu was burly, with broad shoulders and broad waist, and a shallow scar on his right cheek, which made him a battlefield general, but Xue Hu's cold expression and cold eyes made Han Yue feel a little pins on his back, so he had to nod kindly to him, and Xue Hu also nodded slightly in response.

Then Han Yue's eyes turned to Xue Yan, only to see Xue Yan snort softly, provocative with his eyes contemptuously, Han Yue felt a little bored, in fact, it was no wonder that Xue Yan was so hostile to Han Yue, Xue Yan's parents died early, and his sister was raised by his uncle Xue Hu, and Xue Yan's sister grew more and more smart, and Han Yue, who was the son of Wangjiadao, usually used words to flirt, if it weren't for the pressure of guarding Xu Zumin, Xue Yan would have taught Han Yue a hard lesson.

Hey, it seems that his reputation in this life is not good, Han Yue sighed helplessly in his heart.

A loud gong and drum ritual music sounded, and Han Yue knew that he was about to meet Yuan Chonghuan, the famous supervisor in the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

I saw the dense banners of "Shangshu of the Military Department", "Yushi of the Right Deputy Capital", "Supervisor Jiliao", "Supervisor Denglai, Tianjin Military Affairs" in front of the road, followed by a pole. The banner of Yuan's character fluttered in the wind, and the two teams of elite guards wore iron armor and bronze helmets of a unified system to protect a group of people walking towards this side, and where they walked, the soldiers of Dongjiang Town who came out in a hurry bowed and saluted, and the formation was quite large, and even the people of Wangjiadao gathered here were extremely nervous, Xu Zumin couldn't help but rub his hands and look at it, obviously he was more looking forward and frightened than others.

This is the majesty and power of power!

It is no wonder that everyone behaves like this, as the No. 1 person in Liaodong, not to say that you can see it if you want to see it, according to the comparison of the administrative levels of later generations, Yuan Chonghuan is a provincial and ministerial-level feudal official with the title of a member of the Central Committee, and he is also the number one feudal official in the world, with tens of thousands of Guanning border troops in the Ming Dynasty, and half of the world's taxes are nearly five million taels to pay Yuan Chonghuan's Liaoyu, not to mention that under the rule of thousands of miles, millions of people (of course, most of these are now controlled by Houjin), worthy of the name of the soldiers, money and money, even Mao Wenlong was killed when he said to kill.

As a provincial media reporter, he participates in various government, people's congresses, and CPPCC meetings every year, and ********, governors, and mayors have also been interviewed face-to-face, and even ******** was fortunate to be sent by the director to participate once. Of course, in terms of the majesty of the faction, those provincial and ministerial-level officials in later generations are not as good as Yuan Dadushi, after all, it is a feudal dynasty with all evils, and the concept of hierarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, Han Yue is still very curious about Yuan Chonghuan himself, after all, he was a little surprised to see such a big man when he first came to this era, Yuan Chonghuan in history has a mixed reputation, some people say that he is so happy, some people say that he collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, some people say that he is a hero in the late Ming Dynasty, and everyone holds different views and positions.

As the banner of the word 'Yuan' slowly approached, Han Yue found that he was slowly becoming a little nervous.

It seems that the soul of later generations has been integrated into the current body, which has had some impact on him, and there is still a big difference between standing outside history to examine historical figures and being immersed in the scene. In any case, from now on, a large part of his fate will be in the hands of such people, and life and death, honor and disgrace are just a thought.

Thinking of this, Han Yue only felt a sense of grievance and dullness in his heart.

Thinking that Yuan Chonghuan's status and power could not escape the tragic ending, thinking of the wars in the Central Plains not long after, thinking of the imminent demise of the glorious Ming Dynasty, and thinking of the destruction of hundreds of millions of compatriots, the sinking of Shenzhou and the decline of China......

At this moment, Han Yue truly realized that he was already in this era, a member of this familiar and unfamiliar world, and his fate had been invisibly bound to the rolling wheels of history.

Can you escape this fate yourself?

Or is it helpless and regretful to be crushed in the ruts of history?

……

"Second child, are you not feeling well?"

The big hand on Han Yue's shoulder made him wake up from his trance and frightened conjecture, looking at Xu Zumin's concerned expression, Han Yue only felt that his heart was dull and much more relaxed, Xu Zumin was not tall, and he had to put his arm when he patted Han Yue's shoulder, which looked a little funny, but at this moment Han Yue remembered the description of his father in Zhu Ziqing's "Back", and he was moved by a kind of hindsight.

"Don't be nervous when you meet the supervisor, there's nothing to worry about, not to mention that you blocked a spear for the supervisor, the supervisor will not treat you badly" Xu Zumin's eyes were full of encouragement and comfort.

"Yes, boss, no matter how big the overseer is, there's nothing to be afraid of, but the leader is the one who has walked through the ghost gate... Ah, baa, look at my stinky mouth, say these unlucky things" Although Wang Erkui's hands were trembling a little while holding Han Yue, he also pretended to comfort Han Yue very easily.

Yes, in this world, I am not a lonely person, at least there are people around me who really care about themselves, no matter whether history is rotating along the established track, no matter what the world becomes in the future, you should be brave to face it, even if you can't change the fate of the whole world, you must let the people around you get out of the pre-buried hardship of history.

Change yourself to change the world!

Only when you have enough strength can you control your own destiny and save the people around you from the sea of suffering!

Come, Great Ming of Blood and Fire!

Come on, those big people who stand at the pinnacle of power in the world and control the fate of others: Yuan Chonghuan, Emperor Chongzhen, Huang Taiji, Dolgon, Li Zicheng......

Han Yue, who was firm in his heart, puffed up his chest slightly, at this moment, he did not have the frivolity of a gentleman, the sickness of escaping death, and the trembling of humility.

Xu Zumin looked at Han Yue with satisfaction, with admiration in his eyes, Wang Erkui also felt that the head seemed to be different at this moment, and he couldn't say what was the difference, but looking at the head like this, he suddenly didn't feel so nervous.