"What should I do, will this jie be repaid, will it bring unnecessary trouble to the handsome?" The deputy commander beside him frowned and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This problem is exactly what Gu Lin is worried about, although they don't know too much, they also know that this situation will have an impact on Xiao Yi, as for how far-reaching this impact will be, they don't know.

However, while waiting, everyone discussed for a while, and they all felt that the matter would not be too big, after all, this time was an unprecedented victory, Xiao Yizhen killed the slave chief Dorgon, and the Yong'an army beheaded more than 10,000 Jurchen levels, and the imperial court should not pursue other matters.

Thinking of this, Gu Lin said: "It's all here, if you don't ask for an explanation for the more than 1,000 brothers who died in battle, and if you don't ask for justice for the handsome, you won't go back, let's take a step and see a step." ”

The rest of the people also nodded, waiting intently for the general to return.

...

At the same time, in the Dezheng Palace, Emperor Chongzhen was playing chess with Wen Tiren, the current cabinet chief.

Although playing chess is a pastime, everything is completely different from the current emperor, and Wen Tiren is like this now, thinking carefully about every step before daring to make a move.

It's not that he is thinking about how to win, he doesn't dare to win Emperor Chongzhen if he gives Wen Tiren a few guts, he is thinking about how to make Chongzhen like himself even more if he can't win even if he racks his brains.

After contemplating for a long time, the sunspot in Wen Tiren's hand fell, and Emperor Chongzhen smiled when he saw it, picked up the white son and said: "The old chess is a bad move, but I am disrespectful." ”

After Chongzhen fell, Wen Tiren's heart was relieved, and it was finally over.

With a slight smile on his face, he arched his hand and said: "The saint's chess skills are superb, and the minister really can't resist it." ”

Chongzhen was like a mirror in his heart, but he still laughed a few times, so he couldn't help but be complacent, seeing Chongzhen laughing for a long time, Wang Chengen, who was standing aside, was also smiling.

At this moment, a little eunuch rushed over and patted Wang Chengen's shoulder, Wang Chengen didn't reply, and said softly: "The emperor and the pavilion are playing chess, don't bother the emperor if you have anything, let's talk about it tomorrow!" ”

The little eunuch still didn't leave, and said softly: "Godfather, it's a big deal!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Chengen dragged the little eunuch out of the Dezheng Palace, frowned and said, "What is so urgent?" ”

The little eunuch looked around cautiously, approached and said a few words, and after hearing this, Wang Chenen's eyes were open, and his face was a little exciting.

"What you said is true, you must know that bullying the king is a crime of raiding the house and destroying the door, even if I am a godfather, I can't save you!"

The little eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes: "Even if the little one has great courage, he doesn't dare to deceive your godfather!" ”

Nodding, Wang Chenen waved his hand: "Don't cry with a sad face, go out like no one else, don't let people see the clues, this matter must not be publicized, if you know the consequences." ”

Seeing that the little eunuch nodded again and again and walked out of the hall, Wang Chengen was a little uncertain, and walked back and forth outside the Dezheng Hall for a long time, and finally walked into the hall.

"How much is the tax per acre this year, and how is the loss?" Chongzhen flipped through the music with one hand and asked if he didn't have anything.

Wen Tiren's hands tightened, and he hurriedly thought about how to answer, and at this time, Wang Chengen, the eunuch of the celebrant and the pen, walked in and said something in Chongzhen's ear.

Hearing this, Chongzhen's hand could no longer hold it.

"Xiao Yi Settlement has won a big victory!?"

Wang Chenen nodded and continued: "Yes, Holy Lord, the soldiers and horses sent by Xiao Yi to report the victory are now outside the city, with the head of the slave chief Dorgon, saying that this great victory beheaded more than 10,000 people and annihilated the entire banner of Jiannu." ”

Wen Tiren opened his mouth wide and muttered: "Behead more than 10,000 people, kill Dolgon, and annihilate Jiannu with a whole banner.... This... How is this possible? ”

Emperor Chongzhen no longer had the gentleness and elegance he had just played chess with Wen Tiren, got up and paced back and forth in the hall eagerly, and suddenly asked.

"Xiao Yi arrived in Beijing, how many soldiers and horses came?"

Wang Chengen said cautiously: "According to the report of the soldiers of the Beijing battalion guarding the city, it is said that there are only more than 300 people here, it is Xiao Yi's baggage battalion, and the leading battalion officer is called Gu Lin. ”

Chongzhen didn't care who was the leader, he was relieved when he heard that Xiao Yi didn't come, and there were not many soldiers and horses, so he hesitated for a long time and said: "Let them enter the urn city, and only after disarming can they enter the inner city, don't mess with the order in the city." ”

Wang Chengen nodded and said, "The slave will go to pass the decree." ”

Nodding, Emperor Chongzhen still couldn't react, sat back and gasped, Xiao Yi's victory came too suddenly.

...

"The brothers all put forward their spirits, don't lose our share of the Yong'an Army in front of the people of Beijing, let these old soldiers who have no eggs in the Beijing camp see what our handsome soldiers should look like!"

Gu Lin's voice was neither big nor small, and it could not reach the city, but it could be clearly conveyed to the ears of every soldier of the baggage battalion.

In fact, the soldiers of the baggage battalion were also a little nervous in their hearts, after all, after all these years, it was the first time they came to the capital division of the Ming Dynasty, and they were even more nervous than before the war.

But when I heard this, I made up my mind that I must not be ashamed of Yong'an Army and Xiao Yi.

At this moment, the general of the Beijing camp in the city came belatedly and shouted: "People below, enter the city!" ”

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the heavy wooden door of the Beijing Division opened, and Gu Lin shouted: "Queue, march!" ”

The soldiers of the Yong'an Army hurriedly lined up in two columns, and Gu Lin led them slowly into the urn city.

After entering the urn city, the expected people did not see the welcome scene, but saw a group of soldiers from the Beijing camp with swords and guns in their arms, looking at Gu Lin and his party with unkind eyes.

"Datong is here, the swords and guns are all unloaded!" The Beijing camp general looked Gu Lin up and down and sneered.

"Guns and knives unloaded? Why is that? Gu Lin frowned at the moment, "Why did the Jingshi who entered his own house have to unload his swords and guns?" ”

Hearing this, the surrounding soldiers of the Beijing camp laughed, and the general officer patted Gu Lin's shoulder and sneered: "What a poor prisoner army, you have to ask carefully, right, then good, the master will tell you!" ”

"This is the holy decree of the saints today, that is, I am afraid that you prisoners will disturb the order of the capital division and harm the people!"

Hearing this, a sentry commander of the baggage battalion behind Gu Lin clenched his fists and was about to rush out, but was held down by Gu Lin.

Looking at the Jingying generals in front of him coldly, Gu Lin took a few deep breaths, at this time, he must not be rash, it will cause unnecessary trouble to the marshal.

At that moment, Gu Lin was the first to throw down the red silk broadsword of the Yong'an Army commander in his hand, the Yong'an Army was like this, no matter how reluctant the rest of the soldiers were, the main general had already given the order, and the rest of them were just to comply.

The sound of "clanging" was endless, and a team of soldiers from the Beijing camp hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the knives and guns of the Yongan Army, and then exclaimed.

The Yong'an Army's stainless steel knives and tiger guns were all glowing with cold light, and many of them were covered with slash marks left by fierce fighting, which were not the same as the glamorous appearance in their hands.

With a cold snort, a group of soldiers from the Beijing camp escorted the soldiers of the Yong'an Army into the inner city slowly, looking no different from the suspects.

Walking on the street, although the two armies are distinctly clothed and armored, the difference between the two teams can be seen even by ordinary people with no military experience.

The group of people who were detained in the middle were all holding their heads high, and even the sound of their steps was neat and uniform, full of energy.

On the other hand, the Beijing camp on both sides, although they are also wearing bright clothes and armor, they lack a sharp spirit when they walk, they are out of breath after a few steps, and their steps and formations are even more messy, which can be seen at a glance.

Gu Lin clenched his fists as he walked, and there was no longer a trace of the idea of visiting the Jingshi Market in his heart.

Gu Lin never imagined that the soldiers of the Yong'an Army fought to the death with Jiannu like this, and in the two battles before and after the settlement and the Jurchen soldiers led by Dolgon, nearly 2,000 people were killed, and even Xiao Yi, who was the commander-in-chief, almost died in battle to kill the slave chieftain Dolgon.

Even so, bringing people to Beijing to report the victory, without being personally received by the emperor's high-ranking officials, Gu Lin was already puzzled, and now he didn't even have a word, and he was actually treated in such a cold spot.

Not only Gu Lin, but when he came to Jingshi this time, all the soldiers of the Yongan Army had no good impression of Jingshi and the emperor.

At this moment, they are walking on the blue brick road of Jingshi, and their faces are like frost, and they feel that they are treated unfairly.