Chapter 465: Poor Man

After Xiao Yungui captured Nanjing, he first worked in the governor's yamen, and then the west hall moved to southern Jiangsu, Hong Xiuquan and others entered Nanjing, Hong Xiuquan and Yang Xiuqing were very satisfied with the mansion that Xiao Yungui chose for them, but the Xiwang mansion had not yet been selected under the inquiry, so the two discussed and gave the political envoy Yamen to the west king as a residence. Although the people of the West King rarely return to Tianjing in southern Jiangsu, the Tianjing West Palace, which is still not small, and there are relatives of Xiao You and the following West Wang, and the biological father and family of the West Wangniang.

The Qing court's political envoy Yamen was originally Xu Da's mansion in the Ming Dynasty, and the garden became the Zuobu political envoy office of Jiangnan Province during the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty. Qianlong inspected the south of the Yangtze River, once stationed in this garden, and the imperial title "Zhan Yuan" plaque, this political envoy Yamen is actually one of the famous four famous gardens of Zhan Garden.

In the wings on both sides of the Jingmiao Hall of the West Palace, it was already dark at this time, the room was lit with kerosene lamps, dozens of West Hall guards gathered here, one of them had a solemn face on his face, his hand pressed the sword on his waist, and his sharp eyes glanced at the people in the room and said slowly: "All the brothers here are the West Hall Guards, since the West King raised his army, he has followed the West King to the present, and I don't have to say anything more about the current situation, success or failure will be done tonight, take your subordinates, if someone misses and is captured or injured tonight, he can't come back." , then cut it off by himself, and the king of the little west will take care of it! Dozens of West Hall attendants got up together and said yes loudly, and then they rushed out, each preparing to go.

Then Li Zuoche began to change his clothes, he changed into the ordinary clothes of the soldiers in the North Palace, and then wore a blue scarf around his waist, and then painted his face black with pot ash, and he couldn't see his original face.

"We're going to use muskets tonight, is this costume?" Li didn't look back at the left of the car, but only heard the sound behind him and asked.

"Huh. It is worthy of Li Zuoche, the general of the West Temple, and you can hear that I am walking a little heavier. The person who came was Tong Qiangsheng, the master of Bai Zetang, he also changed the clothes of the north hall, leaned against the door and said: "You don't have to worry about this problem, back then, the king of the west offered a batch of Western fast robberies to the king of the east, and this batch of quick robberies was later found in the Duobao Building, Yang Xiuqing put them very well when they were the treasures of the town, and then they were taken and used by the soldiers of the north hall, what is strange?" ”

Li Zuoche stopped, sat down, picked up the musket on the table, wiped it, and said, "The prince has been pestering me these days. He wants me to take him with him. ”

Tong Qiangsheng frowned, crossed his hands and hugged his chest and said: "The prince has been living in Tianjing, I really don't know him very well, even if he is only an eleven or twelve year old child, what does he know?" ”

Li didn't raise his eyes on the left side. He rubbed the musket and said: "The prince has been smart since he was a child, although he lives in the flower world of Tianjing West Palace. But what I like the most is to follow us to the nursing training. ”

Tong Qiangsheng hummed and said, "I remember that a few years ago, the Heavenly King found a few teachers for the prince?" ”

Li Zuoche raised the muzzle of the gun and looked at it, "They all learn those messy doctrines." It's still the old calligrapher in the house who teaches it well. ”

"Old bookmaker?" Tong Qiangsheng was a little strange, Li Zuoche continued: "Xi Wang Niang recruited a group of bookmakers and engravers in the edict office, and later the west hall went to southern Jiangsu, and the edict of the west hall also moved to Wuxi. The study in the house has always been taken care of by him. ”

Tong Qiangsheng touched his chin and said, "What ability does this old calligrapher have to teach the world?" ”

Li Zuoche stopped the movement in his hand, his eyes became a little unnatural, and he sighed lightly. "The prince has watched a few of us grow up over the years, the Xiao family, the Jiang family, and the Wang family only count how to tie up the king of the east and the king of heaven every day, and the prince is young and few people care, the king of the west and the mother of the west have only come back to see him twice, although the prince does not say, but often cry alone on the side of the rockery, and a few of us can't stand it and can only take turns to take the son. The old calligrapher is also one of them, the old man, like children, often old and young in the study nest, every time I go to see the old calligrapher is teaching the son to read. Don't look at the old bookmaker as just a bookmaker, in fact, if he can't read and understand books, how can he make up books? This old guy is hiding it deeply. ”

Tong Qiangsheng's heart was sudden, he was still a hundred secrets, although he was widely spread in Tianjing City, but he ignored the Xiwang Mansion, his own territory, and asked urgently: "What's wrong with the old calligrapher?" ”

Li Zuoche shook his head and said: "Don't worry about this, I have already checked, the old man used to be a teacher, but now he is alone, he has no relatives, and he is not sent by anyone, he teaches the son of the world purely out of good intentions." Then he put down the musket, drew out the bayonet and wiped it: "Brother Tong, there are only the two of us here, there are some words that have been held in my heart for a long time, and I don't vomit or be unhappy, but let's forget what I said here." ”

Tong Qiangsheng smiled slightly and said: "The king of the west left you alone in Tianjing for a few years, this Tianjing Xiwang Mansion has always been in the town, what do you have to say, but it doesn't matter, I will help you solve it." ”

Li Zuoche shook his head and said: "I don't have any complaints, my life in Tianjing has been very stable in the past few years, it's better than my brothers being born and dying outside, what else do I have to complain about?" It's just that...... It's just that don't you think that King Xi and Queen Xi don't seem to like the prince very much? ”

Tong Qiangsheng was slightly stunned, the smile on his face stiffened a little, and he didn't answer after humming lightly, Li Zuoche then wiped the bayonet, the bayonet flashed under the oil lamp, "Originally, it was not easy for His Highness to say anything to our subordinates, but in the past few years, I have watched the son grow up, and the son is indeed very pitiful." ”

Tong Qiangsheng sighed lightly and said: "If you want to blame the prince, you don't know the situation back then, in order to let the West Palace avoid southern Sunan, he opened up a world by himself, and he had to leave the West Wangfu family in Tianjing, in fact, the son of the world is also the identity of the proton, these years the West King does not know whether the son can stay in the end in the future, once the West Palace and Tianjing really have any conflict, the son of the West is most likely to be the first person to sacrifice......

Li Zuoche continued: "So the King of the West has already given up the son in his heart? ”

Tong Qiangsheng's face stiffened slightly, and Li Zuoche hummed and said: "I understand, it is impossible for the King of the West to cultivate a precarious proton as a person who inherits the throne, and since he has a second son, the status of the prince has become even more embarrassing." ”

Tong Qiangsheng coughed and said, "Zuoche, there are some things that our subordinates can only wait." When the day comes out, we can't guess about the succession. The King of the West is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, don't you think it's too early to say this? ”

Li Zuoche stopped talking, and after a while, he slowly inserted the bayonet back into the head of the gun and said, "I just want to say that Shizi is a good boy, and he is very pitiful." ”

Tong Qiangsheng was silent, and after a while, someone outside the door shouted: "Li Checkpoint, Tong Hall Master, it's ready!" ”

Li Zuoche picked up muskets, short blades, bullet bags and other things and walked first, and when he came to Tong Qiangsheng's side, Tong Qiangsheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "The prince also needs to be patient." There are parents in the world, and the son of the world should understand this truth. ”

Li Zuoche paused, turned his head sideways and said: "He understands, since he was seven years old, the son of the world has never cried in front of people again!" "Let's go. Tong Qiangsheng also felt that it was not a taste in his heart. But he can't say much or do more. The Emperor's House has always been the most ruthless.

After the three hundred guards of the West Temple Army changed into the clothes of the North Temple Army. Unified in the political envoy Yamen compound assembled, the backyard is the Xiao family, the Jiang family, the Wang family and other family members lived, Li Zuoche guarded the passages early, not allowed to come to the front yard. Since the Tianjing Rebellion, the Xiwangfu was commanded by Li Zuoche, and the Xiwangfu was directly set under military control. Limit the range of movement of family members and prevent them from going out. King Xi's adoptive father, biological father, and father-in-law originally wanted to press Li Zuoche with their identities, but Li Zuoche held the power of the West Palace to protect the army, and he didn't pay attention to the three old men at all. And when the three old men heard that the Yiwang Mansion was also slaughtered, they didn't dare to say anything more, they were also worried that the Xiwang Mansion would be slaughtered, and they had to rely on Li Zuoche to take the West Palace to protect the West Palace. They can only hide in the back garden all day long and ask God for protection, while muttering why Chaogui didn't bring his troops back.

After the whole thing stopped, Li Zuoche ordered to check again, but there was anything that would prove his identity still on his body, and after checking it, Li Zuoche took a deep breath and said: "The target tonight is the Heavenly King's Mansion, and the people in the mansion will be killed!" ”

No one was surprised, no one asked anything, all who could stand here were the most loyal guards in the West Hall and the assassin killers of Bai Zetang, no one would be surprised by this order, they only had the West King in their hearts, and what was the Heavenly King? A name only.

The battle went smoothly, and the inner Ying on the north side of the hall transferred a group of elites to attack the Heavenly King's Mansion, and the West Hall army was mixed in it, and all that needed to be done was to blast and kill. When they captured the outer city of the Heavenly King's Mansion, Tong Qiangsheng sent a signal to order the people on the tower of Dabao'en Temple to send a signal outside the city. When the artillery fire of the Xidian army besieged the city sounded, they had already captured the outer city and began to move towards the inner city.

The gate of the Golden Dragon City was also taken down by the line, although the elite guards of the Heavenly King's Mansion were also desperately resisting, but the North Palace Army and the West Palace Army were numerous, and all of them were red-eyed, plus the muskets of the West Palace were sharp, and gradually the people of the Heavenly King's Mansion were forced into the Golden Dragon Palace, and the remaining more than 200 Heavenly King's Mansion guards were guarding here and no longer took a step back!

"I've checked everywhere, no one has escaped, many female officials have committed suicide by throwing themselves into the water, some have been killed, and there is no one living in the backyard." Li Zuoche walked over with a few people and said.

Tong Qiangsheng hummed and said: "The target should be in the Golden Dragon Palace, and those royal ladies should also be inside." ”

The miserable women's screams came and went, and Tong Qiangsheng frowned and said, "Does the old guy want to solve his own woman with his own hands?" ”

Li Zuoche shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "Save us from doing it, I killed a lot of unarmed women just now, I can't bear it, I feel that these innocent women are very pitiful." ”

Tong Qiangsheng glanced at him and said, "We are the subordinates of the King of the North, you can't bear to kill someone?" They gave their lives for the cause of Heaven, and future generations will remember them. Li Zuoche smiled rarely, but it was more ugly than crying, the people of the Heavenly King's Mansion will not die, the plan of the King of the West will inevitably be revealed, and if he can keep the secret, the King of the West will be able to rule the Kingdom of Heaven and the great cause of the Kingdom of Heaven will be successful. But on second thought, who will remember these poor women who died in heaven a hundred years from now? They were just innocent and pitiful victims, but they had to be sacrificed to a poor bunch of people.

After a while, the door of the Golden Dragon Hall slowly opened, and I saw Hong Xiuquan striding out with his hair scattered, his eyes were red, and he was covered in blood, looking at the black and oppressive North Hall soldiers under the steps in front of the hall, and shouted: "I am the third son of the Heavenly Father, and I am ordered to govern the world, does Wei Changhui dare to kill me?" Aren't you afraid of going to hell after you die?! ”

Under a few sharp questions, the aftermath of the Heavenly King's backlog for several years flares up, and the Beidian soldiers began to be a little timid, and they retreated slightly together, only to hear a sound at this moment, the fire flashed in the crowd of Beidian soldiers, and a bullet accurately flew into Hong Xiuquan's brain...... (To be continued......)