"The old fairy is very skilled." Zhu Cihong praised from the bottom of his heart. He saw Min Zhanlian's kung fu and knew that the martial arts family has been passed down from generation to generation. It's just a trick left behind by going into battle to kill the enemy, not the eaves and walls that later novelists imagined to fly off the wall and act chivalrous.

Now that I have seen this old man, he has health skills and a healthy body, and he must have a background.

Min Ziruo looked like he was facing a great enemy, and compared with the old Daoyun light wind, he had already fallen behind.

"Poor Guo Jingzhong, I have seen officials." The Taoist priest bowed slightly, which was considered a salute.

Zhu Cihong raised his head slightly, sighed, and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Huanyang." ”

Guo Jingzhong looked surprised and said, "Have the officials heard of the poor road? ”

"Hehe," Zhu Cihong said with a smile, "Dare to ask, does Mr. have a disciple, who is a famous scholar in Jinzhong, surnamed Fu Mingshan?" ”

Guo Jingzhong said clearly: "It turns out that the official has heard of the name of the apprentice, so it is really his light, hehehe." ”

Fu Shan Fu Qing Lord, the name of the road is Zhenshan. According to the Quanzhen Longmen's "morality is through Xuanjing, and the truth is always too clear", it is the sixth generation of disciples. Although Fu Shan is famous for his medical skills and is known as the "medical saint" by later generations, Fu Shan should have just come into contact with medicine at this time. And the Master who taught Fu Shan's medicine and swordsmanship was Guo Jingzhong, the son of the Yang.

Guo Jingzhong himself is not famous, but he was still running around in the secret front against the Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty after the death of the Ming Dynasty, and he also instigated an uprising at the age of eighty, and he is also a strange person of a generation.

"Mr. is going to Henan?" Zhu Cihong asked.

"Otherwise," Guo Jingzhong took a sip of hot water gently, "Poor Dao is here for officials." ”

Zhu Cihong knows Guo Jingzhong's position and details, of course, he doesn't have to worry about him plotting against himself. He smiled and said, "I wonder what the kid can do for Mr. ”

"Don't dare to be." Guo Jingzhong owed, took out a bag from his sleeve, and offered it with both hands.

If Min Zi goes to take it like this. Zhu Cihong had already raised his hand to take it over, opened the bag by himself, and took out the silk book inside. In the Tang Dynasty, silk and paper were still used, and in the Song Dynasty, few people wrote silk books. The white silk in front of me is densely written with fly-headed small letters, but it is a silk book of the Eight Classics, and I think it is a sign of respect. Both avoid paper damage.

Zhu Cihong shook the silk book and read it from the beginning, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.

This silk letter was written by Yuan Zongdi, the marquis of Mian, who is now guarding Pingyang and Puzhou.

When Li Zicheng entered Beijing, Yuan Zongdi was fighting Zuo Liangyu with Bai Wang in Huguang. Zuo Liangyu is self-respecting, and he doesn't know how to fight. And Bai Wang, a pig-like teammate, was indeed too dragging his feet, so that Yuan Zongdi was also helpless, and later heard that the "emperor" was defeated, so he hurriedly took fifty or sixty thousand people north to King Qin. When he arrived in Pingyang, he got the news that Dashun had abandoned Beijing, and by the way, he was stationed in Pingyang as a barrier to resist the Qing army's annexation of Shanxi.

Pingyang and Puzhou are located in the southwest of Shanxi. In particular, Pingyang Mansion, located between Luliang Mountain and Taihang Mountain, is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is a big river in the west of Puzhou, Wangwu Mountain in the east, and Zhongtiao Mountain in the southeast, which is also not easy to attack. People say that Shanxi is "the mountains and rivers in the surface". In these two prefectures, it is true that the mountains and rivers are the Ping Domain.

Now that Li Zicheng has even given up Shaanxi, Zhu Cihong has regained Henan in one fell swoop. To the west of Yuan Zongdi, there are Wu Sangui and Sanshun Wang; To the north are Meng Qiaofang and Ye Chen. I heard that Dordor and Azig were about to arrive with their troops; To the east is the old rival Niu Chenghu. It's so completely surrounded that not even a fly can fly out.

What's worse is that Yuan Zongdi only has 50,000 or 60,000 men under his command, and there is a serious shortage of food. At this time, don't talk about desperately resisting. Even if the Qing army does not come, the military spirit of the Shun army will also collapse. And if Zuo Guang hadn't threatened Meng Qiaofang in Taiyuan Mansion first, the Qing army would have already gone south to Pingyang, and would it have waited until now?

"So Mianhou is indeed desperate." After reading the silk book, Zhu Cihong looked at Guo Jingzhong and said, "It turns out that Mr. is here to be a lobbyist for the thief?" ”

Guo Jingzhong's face did not change. Said: "Lao Dao is not a lobbyist for the thieves, but for the troops of Daming Province. He said: "Yuan Zongdi still has 50,000 people under his command, most of whom are after a hundred battles. The trapped beast is still fighting, and the situation is human? Seeing that Zhu Cihong's face was unwavering, Guo Jingzhong continued: "What's more, now the Qing army is afraid that the officers and soldiers will cover up its back road, and the officers and soldiers are afraid of sending troops to Pingyang, so the Qing army will take advantage of it in vain, so His Royal Highness said that Mianhou is cornered, and the poor road does not think so." ”

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly, and couldn't help but admire this old Taoist for hitting the nail on the head and hitting the nail on the head.

This is indeed the main reason for the stalemate in Shanxi.

Meng Qiaofang couldn't beat Yuxian, Zuo Guangxian was like a sharp knife in his back heart. Once the Qing troops go south, not to mention the grain route, even Taiyuan may not be able to keep it. The Ming army's Niu Chenghu Department was unable to advance westward for a long time, and it was also worried that the troops would be insufficient, and when the time came, the two-front battle would make the Manchu fishermen benefit.

"What's more, Yuan Zongdi was also inspired by the "Amnesty Order", hoping to have an uprising, and when the time comes, he will join forces with the officers and soldiers in the east and south to conquer Taiyuan." Guo Jingzhong said.

"Speaking of which, whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Pseudo-Shun, they are all Chinese clothes, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty is a wild species of Yidi who drinks blood, so it is naturally the best policy to work together to expel the Tartars." Zhu Cihong said: "However, the thieves have surrendered and rebelled several times, and there is really no faith at all. ”

Guo Jingzhong smiled: "If the Shun army on the battle formation kneels and surrenders, will His Highness also want to kill them all?" Judging from Bai Wang and Liu Fangliang, it is not inevitable. ”

"Will they be able to completely lay down their weapons and obey the reorganization?" Zhu Cihong said with a smile. He is not a god of killing, and there is no reason to kill his own people. As long as the source of the chaos is eliminated, the surrender of the army can naturally be accepted. Now he also experienced Luo Yukun's feelings: Recruiting tens of thousands of horses is really more of a headache than attacking the same number of enemies.

"It has been written very clearly in Yuan's book, and he is willing to come to see him." Guo Jingzhong said: "What other doubts does Your Highness have? ”

"Isn't he afraid that I will kill him for treachery?" Zhu Cihong asked.

Guo Jingzhong said with a smile: "Lao Dao once told him: If His Highness wants to kill him, he will accompany him to his death." ”

"Why did you trust me so much when you first met me?" Zhu Cihong was quite surprised.

"His Royal Highness is the true lord of the world, and he is determined to be in the world, even if it is a character like Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, in the eyes of His Highness, he is just a clown, how can he embarrass a little person like an ant and a mustard seed? Poor Dao believes that His Royal Highness has a broad mind, and he also believes that His Highness can seek good fortune and avoid evil. Guo Jingzhong smiled.

- This is the pragmaticist's euphemistic commentary.

Zhu Cihong smiled and said: "I will write a letter by hand and order someone to pass it on to Yuan Zongdi." The imperial court has its own naughty system, and the pseudo-lord can no longer be used; A soldier will include the Yuan family: those who seek to go, entangle them and allow them to disperse; Those who wish to farm may divide the land as appropriate; Those who are willing to stay together to fight the slaves can stay in the army for training, and they will be treated the same as the recruits, and they will be rewarded and punished. ”

"That's enough." Guo Jingzhong nodded.

This condition should have far exceeded Yuan Zongdi's expectations.

Zhu Cihong immediately wrote a letter in accordance with this, and generously signed the letter to the emperor Zhu Cihong. Because the seals of the East Palace are all in the hands of Xingyuan Lu Suyao, they can only smear the charcoal ash and press the handprints at the moment.

Guo Jingzhong received the reply, put his sleeves in his sleeves, and said: "Poor Dao is still the same way to return to Zezhou, and then go west, dare to ask for your Royal Highness." ”

Min Ziruo looked at the crown prince nervously. Zhu Cihong said: "I am stubborn, I don't dare to ask for ears." He immediately said to Min Ziruo: "Order Min Zhanlian, the right capital governor, and let him bring people to Pingyang Mansion to prepare to incorporate the first department of Yuan Zong." The number of integrated personnel is controlled to be less than 15,000. ”

Min Ziruo came out with the order.

Guo Jingzhong smiled when he heard this: "His Royal Highness is an elite soldier, and when I heard it today, I know that the rumors are true." ”

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly and agreed. He suddenly smelled the smell of scorched plants and trees behind him, thinking that there was a fire somewhere, and when he looked back, he saw that the old man of the tea shop burned a large handful of bad incense pressed out of the ashes of plants and trees, bowed to himself, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and muttered in his mouth: "Taiwei Xingjun Datianzun is above, please accept the cigarette worship of the little old man." ”

"Uncle, you are fateful, but you can be regarded as letting you meet the living Taiwei Xingjun." Guo Jingzhong is a lot older, and he still doesn't forget to joke. Zhu Cihong couldn't help laughing and laughed. (To be continued......)

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