readx; At this moment, Dongting Lake, which is thousands of miles northeast of Kampong Xun, is a very different scene. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info originally the Qinling Mountains, the area south of the Huai River, even in winter, will not be too cold; However, under the influence of the "Xiaoice River Period", this year is an unprecedented cold winter, and the lake surface of the 800-mile Dongting is actually frozen, and the roofs of the town's houses by the lake are also covered with thick snow.

The ancient city of Yuezhou, located on the shore of Dongting Lake, is also very different from the past. Especially around the most famous Yueyang Tower in the city, there are round military tents all over the place, known as the "imperial camp". In the past, Yueyang Tower, which was full of tourists, became the palace of Zhu Yousong, the "emperor" of the year name "Hongguang", and it has long lost its prosperity and turned into a lifeless building.

At two o'clock, this three-storey and four-pillared, eaves bucket arch, and its top like a helmet in the historical building, finally revealed a little light, like a nocturnal animal has just opened its eyes. On the first and second floors of the building, many eunuchs and palace maids were busy serving wine and food on the third floor, and the huge carved screen engraved with Fan Zhongyan's "The Story of Yueyang Tower" and famous for "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world" had long been abandoned because of the obstruction.

Above the main door on the third floor, the couplet of the poet fairy Li Bai's handwritten book "The water and the sky are one color and the wind and the moon are boundless" are still hanging high, and the scene in the building is indeed the same. Several stunning singers are wearing light yarns as thin as cicada wings, tapping on the sandalwood board and singing in a low voice, the graceful singing voice is as thin as mosquito silk, and the aftersound is lingering, which makes people intoxicated.

Above the chairman, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure was staring greedily at the singer's chest in a daze, and he was holding the waist of another beautiful woman in his arms. After a song, the man stroked his palm and smiled: "Singing wonderfully, I have a lot of rewards!" Let's step back first. National teacher, these singers you have offered are very much in line with my wishes, very much in line with my intentions..."

"Sharing worries for the saint is within the responsibility of poor monks." The man known as the national teacher smiled indifferently. Although he calls himself a "poor monk", he is not like an ordinary monk who shaves his head, burns incense scars, wears monk's robes, and wears robes, but has long hair and a feather fan in white clothes, and is quite a bit fairy-like. It's just that the cold glint in his eyes flashes away, showing the profound skill of this person.

Another middle-aged man sitting opposite the "national teacher" coughed dryly and said: "Saint, since it's a song, Chen Hong Chengchou has something to play." ”

"Mr. Hong, on this beautiful day, you should only have fun in time, don't you hear that Master Su has a cloud: **A moment is worth a thousand gold?" The "Holy Lord" hugged the woman in his arms tightly and laughed, "Besides, as the first assistant, Mr. can deal with the government as much as he wants, and at most he can discuss with the national teacher, so why bother at this time?" ”

"What the minister wants to play is a military affair, and it must not be leaked. I also hope that the saint will retreat left and right, and the ministers will dare to play. Although Hong Chengchou said respectfully, his tone was somewhat unquestionable, and there was a slight mockery in his eyes.

is called the "saint", naturally it is Zhu Yousong, who joined forces with the White Lotus Sect, Hong Bing and the thieves, hijacked his father Zhu Changxun, the king of Fu, to claim the title of emperor, and drowned Zhu Changxun with an "accident", and finally sat on the throne of the emperor. However, compared with when he was king in Luoyang, Zhu Yousong has lost his calm and introverted bearing in the past, and has become vain, presumptuous, and vulgar, I don't know if this is due to his deliberately suppressed nature, or the emperor has turned him into this, or some other reason.

Hearing Hong Chengchou say this, Zhu Yousong had no choice but to push away the woman in his arms and wave her hand to retreat with all the eunuchs and palace maids. Only then did he frown at Hong Chengchou and said, "I heard that Mr. Hong's progress in Hunan is not going well, and it is said that Zhu Yujian, the son of the Tang Dynasty, took the lead in fighting against the official army?" Hmph, this damn Tang King, if he knew this, I should have killed him in Nanyang! ”

"Holy Lord, the situation of the war has changed now." Hong Chengchou is a native of Fujian, and his face is already black, and his face is even darker when he mentions this matter, and he snorted coldly, "Zhu Youzhen sent Qi Xianzong to lead a large number of warships up the river and confront the officials and troops at the mouth of Poyang Lake. After the minister discussed with the national teacher, he planned to concentrate his forces first, completely eliminate Qi Xianzong, and then go down the river to take Nanjing. At that time, the saint can set the capital of Jinling, and the rebel Zhu Youzhen will only be in the morning and evening. ”

"The Qi family's army is prestigious, can you be sure of this battle?" Zhu Yousong said suspiciously, "Didn't Mr. Before, say that he would take Hunan first, and then take the Liangguang region through Hunan, so that the north can be inspected by Zhu Youzhen, and the south can be united with foreign countries to be invincible?" Now I don't go to Hunan, Hubei and Henan can't go back, and if I can't take Nanjing, I won't even have a place to stand. ”

"There is a cloud in the Art of War: soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent." Hong Chengchou immediately said, "Although the official army gave up Henan and Hubei before, the people of the two places have been exhausted, and we just threw the burden to Zhu Youzhen. Hunan is not impossible, but it will be delayed. Now it was Zhu Youzhen who couldn't hold his breath first, and when there were no soldiers available, he sent out all his father-in-law. This is a great opportunity for the officers and troops to turn the tide of the war in one fell swoop. Moreover, the capture of Hunan purely depends on the official army, and the attack on Qi Xianzong and Nanjing, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong of the East Route Army can participate in the war. ”

"Although this plan is wonderful, can Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others be edicted?" Zhu Yousong still said suspiciously, "I asked them to fight Nanjing before, but not only did they not fight, but they burned down the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum, and this account is not yet..."

Hong Chengchou hurriedly said: "This time and that time. Now that Lu Xiangsheng has occupied Xuzhou, the thirteen families cannot advance north; To the west, there were Sun Chuanting's Qin soldiers; To the east was the sea, so they had to march south. The saint can first promise heavy profits, Li, Zhang and others are short-sighted, lured by profits, and will have a bloody battle with the northern army. When they fought until they were defeated, the official army just solved Qi Xianzong and took Nanjing. How to deal with Li, Zhang and others at that time is not a holy sentence. ”

"The poor monk has already sent letters to Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and they have agreed to immediately storm the official army." Yun Zijian, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, who was named the "National Teacher", also spoke leisurely.

"Yuezhou and Xuzhou are thousands of miles apart, and the passage has been cut off by the Northern Army, how did the national teacher send them a letter?" Zhu Yousong said strangely.

"It's easy." Yun Zijian sneered, "Zhu Youjian will fly pigeons to pass on books, and we will too." Zhu Youzhen can make bird guns and grenades, and we can also make them. He just took the lead, but we were the first to strike. The world is like chess, the gains and losses of a city and a place do not matter, who can achieve the final victory, who is the real hero! ”

The enemy is far away, and the ghost is far away, and the lonely cha is too sunny

"Good, good! With the national teacher and Mr. Hong here, what else do I have to worry about? Zhu Yousong finally laughed heartily and said, "Everything depends on the two of you, and I have nothing to say." By the way, the national teacher, Lei'er has been gone for so many days, why hasn't she found it yet? ”

After the enemy is far away and the ghost is far away, he is lonely and observant, and after the sun is formed, "The Art of War" has clouds: soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. Hong Chengchou immediately said, "Although the official army gave up Henan and Hubei before, the people of the two places have been exhausted, and we just threw the burden to Zhu Youzhen." Hunan is not impossible, but it will be delayed. Now it was Zhu Youzhen who couldn't hold his breath first, and when there were no soldiers available, he sent out all his father-in-law. This is a great opportunity for the officers and troops to turn the tide of the war in one fell swoop. Moreover, the capture of Hunan purely depends on the official army, and the attack on Qi Xianzong and Nanjing, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong of the East Route Army can participate in the war. ”