But who would know? A cold voice echoed in Huang Shi's heart, who would know that it was I who independently defeated the great enemy of Huaxia? Even if it succeeded, the imperial court would only know that Huang Shi had killed one of Nurhachi's sons, after all, the Jurchens were now only a small nation with a population of 200,000, and the Ming Dynasty did not realize from top to bottom that this big tribe of cold weapons would one day grow into its own enemy of life and death.

If you can't kill Huang Taiji, it will definitely be a dead end, and if you kill him, you may not be able to escape. Yellowstone finally didn't take the risk. He comforted himself that such a hero should not die under the sword of the person he trusted, and that it was the great husband who defeated him with dignity. Now that he had an excuse to convince himself, Huang Shi put down the idea and waited quietly.

"Alright, Yellowstone, let's go back. As the voice sounded, Huang Taiji turned his horse's head and ran towards the camp.

Huang Shi, who followed closely, also quickly whipped his horse: "Yes, Lord Belle." ”

Running back to the camp, Huang Taiji easily jumped off his horse, handed the horsewhip to a coat, and strode back to the tent, where the other Houjin soldiers looked at Huangshi with his footsteps hostilely.

"Huangshi, what do you think of Mao Wenlong?"

"Haojie! Penetrating 3,000 miles behind enemy lines and attacking Zhenjiang with 200 men, the courage and strategy are rare in the Ming army. ”

"I originally thought he was a hero, so I asked the Khan King to come to Zhenjiang to deal with him, but he was so disappointing that he stayed in this place of death, haha, did he think there would be any miracles?"

This evaluation of Huang Shi felt a little mean, Mao Wenlong's recovery of Zhenjiang made the Ming Dynasty ecstatic, if there was no fight to retreat to Longchuan, it was undoubtedly a big smash to the Son of Heaven and the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, and it would have extremely bad consequences for the morale and morale of the Guangning army.

Thinking of this, Huang Shi also defended Mao Wenlong: "Lord Belle, the villain thinks that the war is a continuation of the government, and Mao Wenlong has to stay to defend Zhenjiang, which is also a last resort. ”

"What is politics?" Putting aside the topic of Mao Wenlong, Huang Taiji studied with Huangshi with great interest what is politics, and Huangshi was not caught up in too many things by Huang Taiji. He finally affirmed Huangshi's statement and opinion: "Is war a continuation of politics? Haha, very interesting statement. But that's right. ”

Then Huang Taiji changed his words and continued the topic just now: "But if I am Mao Wenlong, I will definitely have to give up Zhenjiang, as long as the army is preserved, I can come back at any time." Wouldn't the total annihilation of the army hurt the morale of the Quang Ninh army even more and dealt a greater blow to the morale of the Ming people?"

Of course, Huangshi is not so arrogant, thinking that he now has the ability to compete with Huang Taiji militarily. However, he really hoped to use the help of rebuttal to set something out, so Huang Shi did not hesitate to protest: "What Lord Belle said, the villain does not think so. ”

"Oh, Yellowstone, you have something to say. ”

Standing and talking without backache, Huang Shi immediately became impassioned: "Fleeing without a fight is a cowardly act! How would the Ming court view a general who is as timid as a mouse, and how would his soldiers look at the commander? Therefore, it is better to lose the battle than to show the courage to fight." ”

Huang Taiji smiled and listened: "I don't argue with you for these crooked reasons, and I don't think you really believe in this." Mao Wenlong was just lucky, he couldn't let go of this credit, and even fantasized that he could take risks to save Zhenjiang. As a general, he can't judge the situation, and he has a lot of distractions in his heart, and he has already fallen behind...... The general is leading the troops outside, not thinking about how to win the battle, but purely considering what political factors, this is all crooked and heretical, Mao Wenlong is just a rat, and he will definitely be captured by me this time. ”

This long paragraph made Huang Shi nod secretly in his heart, and quickly flattered: "Who is Mao Wenlong?

Huang Taiji smiled and asked, "What do you have learned from my words, Huangshi?"

Feeling that his heart was seen through again, Huang Shi's face was a little unbearable, so he had to bow his head: "The villain Shabel taught him." ”

"Although Huangshi claims that you don't care if you can be famous in the world, I don't believe that talented people will be willing to be obscure. If you have any doubts, just say hello and I'll give you a word of advice. ”

Is Huang Taiji's kindness easily absorbed? He is not a philanthropist, but an out-and-out usury dealer, and sooner or later he will have to spit it out even the profits of his own generation. Huang Shi was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately knelt on the ground, he knew that if he received the grace of Huang Taiji's dripping water, it would be called whimsical if he did not reciprocate with the spring: "How can the villain be virtuous, how dare he be Lord Belle?"

Huang Taiji didn't help him, walked to the side to drink water by himself, and then walked back to his seat to read. Huang Shi, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't dare to raise his head, and cold sweat poured out of his forehead one by one, dripping down his chin and falling to the ground. The harmonious atmosphere in the camp turned into ice and snow in an instant, and Huang Shi waited in horror, not knowing what he had said wrong.

It felt like a long time had passed, and Huangshi, who had been thinking about it, was already highly nervous, and it felt like a string about to break. I finally heard a question: "If I were a Han Chinese, would you be willing to contribute to me, Huangshi?"

The voice tore through the suffocating silence, and the large stuffy breath that Huang Shi held in his chest suddenly gushed out: "Yes." ”

"In my heart, there is no such thing as a Manchurian or a Chinese. ”

This sounds familiar. It's been so long since he came to this era, and Huang Shi can't remember the braided plays he had seen before. In the TV series, Kangxi, who killed Han people such as mowing grass, Daxing*, and Emperor Qianlong all said such and such lines. But in Huangshi's memory now, there is only the history of Liaodong in the late Ming Dynasty that he has repeatedly reviewed in the past few years:

Nurhachi set various systems, the Han army was just a small team monitored by the Jurchens, and the Han people were not allowed to carry weapons or be officials...... Within a few years, Jin also carried out massacres again and again, and five years later, when the massacres reached their peak, Han Chinese like Li Yongfang, who had made great achievements, were also imprisoned and almost not spared. The millions of Han Chinese in Liaodong were less than 500,000 by the time Nurhachi died.

He also remembered the various measures taken by Huang Taiji after he took power, and in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, there were more Han people in the Later Jin army than Manchus, and a large number of Han people were appointed by local officials, and the Han people in Liaodong also had the right to obtain land......

"Yellowstone, you look up. ”

The magnetic voice drew Huang Shi's gaze, and he was immediately caught by Huang Taiji's clear eyes.

"If I can take power one day, I will definitely treat the Manchus and Han equally. ”

Hearing this resounding promise with his own ears, Huangshi was also stupid for a while. At this time, he was completely unaware that the creed that a person advertises on his lips is often what the person lacks. If Huang Taiji really doesn't have a Manchu and Han in his heart, how can he chatter endlessly, and when he sees people, he wants to advocate that he will treat everyone equally?

"Huangshi, you feel very good, but you lack training, such as the plan to send troops to Zhenjiang, you said that you dare to use the head of Xiang Shang as a guarantee, and the Ming State will not send reinforcements. If it really comes, what's the use of asking for your head? Most of your other strategies are based on this kind of judgment based on feelings in disregard of intelligence. Although your feeling is very right and good, there is no room for you to play anywhere, only I can give you the opportunity to show your strength and make a name for yourself. Isn't that what life is all about?"

Seeing that Huang Shi was still silent, Huang Taiji was not in a hurry, he stood up and sighed: "Worried about the reputation behind me, I thought it was the cowardice of the rotten Confucian, and the eldest husband would not protect himself." Seeing that there is injustice in the world, stand up for the sword, and be happy to revenge, haha, that's the behavior of the big husband!"

As he spoke, Huang Taiji had already walked in front of Huang Shi, he stared into Huang Shi's eyes, and asked softly:

"If you don't like some of my Dakin's practices, don't you want to change them? You can help your fellow citizens yourself. Don't you want to help the Han people? Don't you want to speak for the Han people in my Dajin court? Do you still not want to help them with your own hands? As long as the husband is worthy of his heart, the big husband can be right, and the big man can be worthy of the blue sky and thick soil, Huangshi, you say yes or no?"

There is a saying in a certain religion that when the devil extends the hand of temptation, his pure image makes the angels ashamed of themselves. It's just that how can ordinary people see through the charm of the devil and distinguish it from the angels?

At this time, Huang Shi, who was kneeling on the ground, was asking himself: Is Huang Taiji right, or is it wrong?

(End of Section 6)

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