Episode 7 Sunday Morning Surprises

At half past six o'clock in the morning of Sunday, in the Forbidden City of Beijing, the diligent emperor Guangwu had already gotten up and washed up, and had already practiced a set of fists and feet, rejuvenated his muscles and bones, and breathed in his breath.

According to the emperor's habit, the imperial dining room has brought breakfast into the imperial study.

The emperors of the Qing Dynasty were very diligent and very capable. Guangwu is no exception. He goes to bed early and wakes up early every day, and his life is extremely regular. After getting up early in the morning and finishing the exercise, I will come to the imperial study and start the busy day of government affairs while eating breakfast.

The situation has deteriorated further.

The most serious is the Taihang Mountain Column. Nanming abides by the agreement very much, and after signing the treaty, he really hasn't airdropped it to Taihang Mountain again. But the Taihang Mountain Column seems to have become bigger and stronger in the local area, developing like a snowball, with a radius of hundreds of kilometers, and young people continue to go to them. Now there are more than 30,000 people, and its power covers the two major mountain ranges of Taihang and Luliang, and has become the largest armed force there except for the Qing army.

The common people used to be like sheep, and they could endure it to death when they were angry, but now there is a Taihang Mountain column, and the people of Shanxi dare to make trouble. It's a big deal, it's a big deal, cover a roll, and go into the mountains to find the Taihang Mountain column. In the past few months, there have been incidents in the Taihang Mountains area of gathering people to kill officials and rebelling, and then defecting to the guerrillas en masse. Shanxi became one of the most unstable provinces in the Qing Dynasty. The Taihang Mountain Column not only became completely self-sufficient in food, but also collected taxes from dozens of counties, built weapons repair shops in the mountains, issued military stamps, and printed propaganda materials...... Although it is still called a "column", it has almost become a separatist regime......

In addition to Shanxi, the situation in other places is also becoming more and more unstable. The number of people fleeing south is increasing every month – even though Nanming is also very obedient and does not encourage and teach the experience and skills of fleeing south in radio broadcasts or leaflets. It is already autumn, and there are still swimmers and smuggling people in various sections of the Yangtze River almost every day, and there are also people on the western section of the defense line who have constantly ventured through the blockade area, and those who have been killed by guns and landmines have been reported from time to time. Not only that, but what is even more outrageous is in Liaodong. In fact, some people have already tried to swim across the 10-kilometer-wide cold strait in an attempt to escape to the Changshan Islands controlled by the Southern Ming. According to the report below, no one has succeeded in this new type of smuggling. But quite a few people drowned.

Emperor Guangwu threw down the music, rubbed his facial muscles with both hands, sighed, and felt anxious. He pinched his forehead, and as soon as he got up, he already had a headache. Although when he was eating with Xiang Xiaoqiang in the summer resort, he shouted arrogantly, "Don't you envy me?" Don't you empresses envy me? But now, when there is no one, Guangwu is really a little envious of them.

Which emperor of the more than ten generations of the Qing Dynasty was not Wen Taowu and diligent all his life? The emperors of the Ming Dynasty are all arranged in order, and you are destined to be the emperor in the womb, and there is no pressure at all. The emperors of the Qing Dynasty were all "competitive posts", all of them were trained in the battle for the throne for many years, and every emperor was full of political skills and ambitions. "There is no faint king in the Qing Dynasty", this sentence is not said in vain.

On the other hand, in the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years, those emperors were born in the deep palace, grew up in the hands of women, and were wasted one by one. Just look at Zhu Yourong like that, alas...... Among the dozens of generations of emperors, there are only a few who have some ability, and they can be counted on one hand. All of them are in charge, the government and politics take care of it, and they eat, drink and have fun in the harem all day long...... Especially in the later period, the emperor became a rubber stamp of the cabinet, and almost nothing was said at the imperial meeting except for "quasi-playing...... However, under the reign of this faint monarch, on the eve of the demise of the Northern Ming Dynasty, the total domestic economy was still several times that of the prosperous Kangqian era...... As for the current Nanming, it is even more incomparable......

Alas...... Three words: why.

Guangwu picked up another stack of papers. It's about big drills. Now, only the big drill can make him feel a little comfortable.

The exercise army fought all the way, showing the majesty of the "Thousand Divisions Army" of the Qing Empire, and all the way was the rumbling of artillery and the shaking of the ground. The Blue Army representing the Qing Dynasty was victorious, and the Red Army representing the Southern Ming Dynasty was defeated all the way. Of course, Guangwu also knew in his heart that when the generals below arranged the exercises, they were all predetermined when it came to who would win or lose each battle. The Blues were sure to win a landslide victory in the end, and in order not to look too fake, the Reds had to win a few small games.

This is also the intention of Guangwu. Now the Qing Dynasty needs this big exercise too much. The political needs are far greater than the military needs, so from a military point of view, this kind of exercise is a huge waste, but from a political point of view, it will have some effect after all.

Now according to the arrangement, the two sides have just fought a big battle in the Jizhong Plain, the Red Army has been defeated as usual, has retreated to the Baoding area, and now the vanguard of the Blue Army is catching up, and soon at the foot of Taihang Mountain, a bigger battle is about to begin.

This will give those guerrillas on the Taihang Mountains a considerable deterrent. In addition, it also made those magistrates in Shanxi who were both honest and disobedient and two-faced and three-sworded sober, and let them understand that the guerrilla leader in Taihang Mountain could not do it.

……

At this time, the door carefully announced:

"Your Majesty, Lord Limin, Commander-in-Chief of the Army and Minister of Military Aircraft, asks to see you."

Guangwu was a little surprised, and looked at the clock, it was just seven o'clock. So early, he was not summoned, why did the commander-in-chief of the army run to the palace to ask for a meeting?

"Come in."

……

Reemin staggered in, his eyes glazed over, staring straight at Guangwu, his face like ashes.

Suddenly, Fang Sheng mourned:

"The Emperor's ......!!!"

Five seconds later, Guangwu knew what was going on.

He squinted his eyes and looked Remin up and down, as if he wanted to reach out and touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.

But before he could open his mouth to question, the outside reported that the two deputy chiefs on the left and right of the sticky rod asked to see him.

As soon as the left deputy chief and the right deputy chief entered the study, their faces were also like ashes, and they repeatedly begged the emperor to forgive the death penalty......

Guangwu listened to the painful weeping of the three people, and then he took it seriously, immediately stood up and walked to the wall, turned on the radio, and tuned to Jinling Radio Station.

On the airwaves, Zhu Yourong was giving a speech, and he was already in the second half of the speech, and he was almost finished. But Guangwu was still stunned by the words in her words.

…… Beiding Central Plains ...... Recovering Jiangbei ...... Eliminate the Qing captives...... Unification of China...... The million-strong army of the Ming Dynasty......

At this time, Fu Xiang, the commander-in-chief of the Air Force, also rushed in, and he also kowtowed at that time to plead guilty, and his whole body was frightened like chaff, and his hands trembled and held a few pieces of telegram paper......

Guangwu's eyes turned black, and he slowly took it and saw that they were all telegrams sent by aviation regiments from various localities to the Air Force Department in Beijing, and they were basically the same content: The airport where our regiment was stationed was attacked by a large-scale air attack by Nanming in the early morning, and the planes suffered heavy losses......

There are also two copies, which are actually telegrams about the bombing of Dongying Airport in Shandong and the bombing of Tangshan Airport! Both of these airports are heavyweight airports in the Beijing-Tianjin defense circle! This can be blown up, which is equivalent to blowing up to your own bedside!

……

Guangwu's face turned pale, slowly turning red, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

He lowered his head, stared at the telegram in his hand, and suddenly threw a stack of telegrams into the face of the Air Force commander, and then lifted his legs, kicked the group of minions kneeling in front of him one by one, and shouted through gritted teeth:

"Bomb the airport! …… Bomb the airport! …… Bomb the airport! …… Let people bomb the airport again! …… And let people bomb the airport! …… Nanming fried is addictive! …… You're also addicted to the bomb! …… Bomb the airport! …… Bomb the airport! ……”

Several courtiers didn't dare to say anything when they were kicked, so they quickly got up again, knelt down in a proper manner, and waited for the emperor to kick themselves over again. Kicked over and quickly got up.

After a few rounds of kicking, Guangwu calmed down a little bit of anger and sat down slowly, not saying a word for a long time.

Finally, I finally sent out a sentence of emotion:

"Nanming is crazy."

Suddenly, the following rushed to echo:

"Yes, yes, crazy!"

"Nanming is crazy!"

"Crazy, crazy!"

"It's really crazy!"

"It's really crazy, it doesn't seem to be fake crazy......"

……

On the morning of the same day, the Northern Qing Dynasty urgently set up a supreme command for war, and Guangwu personally served as the supreme commander. In an urgent telegram to the whole country, all military and political units urgently canceled their holidays and returned to their respective posts. At the same time, a large number of reconnaissance planes were dispatched to the southern border to reconnoiter the scope of the Ming army's attack and the approximate strength of the troops invested, so as to judge the scale of the attack.

Zhu Yourong's girl said in her speech that she wanted to "set the Central Plains in the north and recover the whole territory", and her tone was loud, but she couldn't believe anything she said in the Qing Dynasty. It is still necessary to rely on large-scale reconnaissance.

Guangwu was particularly annoyed that this time Nanming gave the impression that he had eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, which can be described as a "dog guts", and the Qing Dynasty had not yet gone south to fight it, but it came to fight the Qing Dynasty first, so confident?

In the morning, in the temporary command headquarters, the phone calls of various departments went crazy. However, more than half of the telephone numbers of the headquarters of the garrisons in various localities could not be reached. Several large offices of the High Command were filled with deafening noisy roars:

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey, pick me up xxx...... Pick me up xxx ......"

"Which one are you? Duty officer? Military rank? Lieutenant?! …… Fuck you! ”

"Why, haven't you connected yet? ***！ ”

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hey, where's your commander? …… I don't know? Bah! ......."

……

In the confidential room, a row of radio officers with headsets kept repeating the monotonous call:

"xx call xx, please call back, over...... xx call xx, please call back, finish ......"

In addition to the clear call sign, there is also a large number of clicks on the transmitter:

"Didi...... Di Di Di Di ...... Di Di Di ...... Tick ......"

However, there are very few reactions. On Sunday morning, too many doors were locked in the office buildings of the garrisons in the Qing Dynasty. Too many officers who should have stayed behind are out of their posts. Too many of the first and second in command are not in their own troops.

Guangwu had a gloomy face, pacing in the headquarters, staring at the large map on the wall, listening to the crazy phone call in the back of his head, and sighed in his heart:

…… Nanming, Nanming, you really chose a good day to attack!

…… You brought this on yourself, and you can't blame me! After blocking your offensive first, and then mobilizing a superior army to encircle and annihilate you, I will unceremoniously wave my army south, lead millions of troops to level the south of the Yangtze River, wash Nanjing in blood, and destroy the Nanming regime in one fell swoop...... It doesn't get any better and more realistic drills than this!