"Patriarch Siwei, who collected the bones of his father back then, has taken good care of his brother for many years, and is very kind, my Zheng family is really difficult to repay in case." Zheng Yanbei solemnly gave Siwei a big gift.

"Second Master Zheng is serious, I think my two families are world friends, a little help, and I will see the outside world when I say that I will repay it." Siwei stretched out his hand to help each other and said with emotion: "After decades, the Mengshan Ke people have finally returned to Yunnan Province, and you and I have finally come together again, and we should support each other and build a great cause together in the future." ”

The flesh on the Great Witch's face twitched a few times, and he still looked cold, and said in a deep voice: "Supporting each other and sharing weal and woe, this is what it should mean." It's just that the big thing is undecided, and it's not the time to raise a glass to celebrate. ”

Siwei and Zheng Yanbei sat awe-inspiringly, listening attentively, knowing that what Lu Dao was talking about now was the most confidential thing, which was related to the future development plans of the two families.

"Yongli is the co-lord of the world, and before His Royal Highness Min is full of wings and people's hearts are attached, he must not be moved lightly for the time being, and he must be protected if necessary. The blockade was carried out immediately, and at the expense of financial resources and manpower, the imperial court would not be allowed to communicate with Yunnan Province easily. Da Wu's cold voice sounded faintly, penetrating into the ears of Siwei and Zheng Yanbei, making them terrified.

"The crown prince is already twelve or thirteen years old, but two or three years is a big obstacle for His Royal Highness Min to rejuvenate the king...... There are many jungles in Burma, the climate is humid and hot, and it is not surprising that poisonous insects and miasma cannot be prevented, and the ministers are not well protected, or the prince is poisoned and sick...... But this matter must not be rushed, and must be done slowly, leaving no trace...... His Royal Highness has a heavy army in his hands, and he has made great achievements in the world, and His Majesty is cowardly, and he has lost the prince's ......"

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Yang Wu ran away? After listening to the letter sent by the striker Chen Guogong and Wu Zisheng, Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but sigh, it was a little inappropriate for him to detain him, for fear that it would be to startle the snake and make him suspicious and afraid, so he fled.

Forget it, just run, it's just a small person, and the troops are only 2,000, so it shouldn't affect the overall situation.

Shaking off this little entanglement, Zhu Yongxing motioned to Yi Cheng to continue reading, which was Yuanjiang Nasong's reply. When he was in Tengchong, Zhu Yongxing asked the Zheng family to send someone to send a letter to Na Song. Because he felt that Song Xiang was a more rigid and impulsive guy, but he didn't have anything to echo Tengchong's thoughts and acted on his own, thus disrupting his overall plan.

“…… Na Song said that he was in contact with the Qing generals and the Tusi of Dongdong, and had achieved results, and if they waited until July and August, the Qing army would run out of grain and grass to raise troops, and the chances of victory would be great. In addition, he eagerly looked forward to meeting with His Highness, and prepared a lot of grain and grass for His Highness's expedition to Annam, and he could also send native soldiers to help in the war......"

"July and August are too hasty, our army is uncertain about Annan, how to help?" Zhu Yongxing shook his head and denied Na Song's somewhat arrogant judgment, "Write to him and tell him that the date of the incident will be determined when the meeting is held, and try to keep a low profile and keep it secret when contacting the generals and local officials, so as not to make it known to everyone." In addition, let him mobilize the people under his rule, dig trenches and erect piles, and strengthen the city, so as to hold on. ”

Maybe Na Song was very confident in his native soldiers, but Zhu Yongxing knew how big the gap between the two was when facing the Qing army led by Wu Sangui. There is no chance of winning in the field, and holding the city can barely support. And at this time, most of the toasts who contacted the rat would be at both ends, and it was completely Na Song's wishful thinking to set off beacon fires all over the place in Dongdong.

According to Zhu Yongxing's analysis, the Tusi of Dongdong may be very afraid of Wu Sangui, and the number of Qing troops stationed in Kunming is very large, so he does not dare to act rashly. When Wu Sangui led a large army north to suppress the uprising in Shuixi, Guizhou, some Tusi in the east of the country united and took advantage of the situation, which caused a great impact.

Therefore, Zhu Yongxing is not as arrogant as Na Song, thinking that when he raises the banner of righteousness, he will respond in groups. At least until the Qing army showed defeat, Zhu Yongxing felt that he should not be too optimistic.

Yi Cheng wrote down the main points one by one, looked up at Zhu Yongxing, and asked if he had anything to add.

"Oh, and-" Zhu Yongxing raised a finger and said, "Please collect ships and build as many as possible, if our army uses water as a road, it will be quick to reinforce the Yuanjiang River from Annam." There is also - the meeting place is tentatively set in Yuanyang, and he can take a boat down the Yuanjiang River. And - forget it, we will leave tomorrow, and we will meet soon, so let's talk about it then! By the way, I would also like to meet with the messenger and inquire about the situation in Yuanjiang. ”

Yi Cheng saw that Zhu Yongxing had no more explanation, so he retreated. Only Zhu Yongxing was left alone, thinking hard in the house.

The foundation is not solid, the capital is not much, every battle needs to be exhausted, dare not be a little negligent! Zhu Yongxing thought about it and sighed helplessly. The battle of Tengchong was only a small setback for the Qing army, but the victory at the tactical level was difficult to reverse the overall strategic contrast between strength and weakness. Only by conscientiously fighting one battle at a time can we slowly change the passive situation.

It's easy to say if you win, but what if you lose? A small defeat may still be able to support, but if it is a big defeat, then I am afraid that it will be a catastrophe, right? This kind of war situation that we cannot afford to lose is really unbearable. If you can concentrate on fighting, you can still worry about whether the Yongli monarch will go crazy and take off his name as a stayer; You also have to deal with all kinds of people, either to show their authority, or to give them favors, or to go through the trouble of talking to them...... I'm so tired, I'm so tired!

Zhu Yongxing nested himself in the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and stroked his forehead lightly, relieving the sudden boredom in his heart. Before he knew it, he slowly fell into a lethargic light sleep. Then he woke up in a panic and found that Mengzhu was covering him with a thin quilt with a concerned face.

"A-Zhu—I feel so tired!" Zhu Yongxing exhaled lightly, grabbed the girl's waist, buried his head in her chest, and didn't care about revealing the weakness in his heart.

Mengzhu let Zhu Yongxing hold him, stroked his short hair, and said softly after a while: "Your Highness, I don't dare to make decisions about a small matter, and I am about to report it-"

"If it's a small matter, it's better to make your own decisions. I don't want to talk, just let me hug for a while!" Zhu Yongxing hugged him tighter, the fragrance and warmth of the girl's body made him feel relaxed and serene, and he wanted to keep it as long as possible.

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Tired and tired, the future is uncertain. But the road still has to go on, and the goals still have to be achieved one by one, this is my fate.

Starting from Mo Nai, the army crossed Pu'er, went to Simao, and traveled eastward along the border of southern Yunnan, finally reaching Yuanyang on June 17.

The nearly 20-day transfer was not only a march, but also a exercise, and an expansion of influence. It cannot be called a display of "military muscles" at present, but it can prove to the Tusi and the people that the Ming army is still strong, and there are still great variables in the situation in Yunnan Province. Although the Qing army had the advantage, the Ming army was not necessarily without the power to resist.