At dawn on June 20, Yan Yunjing, the governor of Henan, was woken up from his bed by a servant.

The servant told him that a messenger had come from Kaifeng City, saying that it was a wax pill with Huang Shu, the Kaifeng magistrate, and that he was going to hand it to the Inspector in person.

When Yan Yunjing heard this, he quickly got out of bed in his clothes, came to the outer room, and asked urgently, "Where is the messenger?"

The servant brought the messenger into the house.

The man knelt down and kowtowed to Yan Yunjing, and then presented a wax pill with both hands.

The servant took the wax pill.

Yan Yunjing couldn't wait, and reached out to grab the wax pill. In front of the candlelight, open the wax pill and see what is written on it.

The content is all on a small piece of paper, and the handwriting is indeed Huang Shu's own handwriting.

Although there were payments up and down, Yan Yunjing had no time to take a closer look, and he could see the main words at a glance.

The letter wrote: Kaifeng is in danger, please implement the strange plan quickly, and the city has prepared.

Yan Yunjing read it twice, sighed, put the note on the candle, lit it, and burned it.

The servant lit the fire, and saw that the expression on his master's face was unpredictable, as if he was making some important decision.

The fire was extinguished, and Yan Yunjing immediately asked a servant to take the messenger down to eat and rest.

The messenger knelt on the ground and asked, "My lord, do you want the villain to bring back the book and return to Kaifeng?"

"No, you can stay with me."

Yan Yunjing wanted to write a reply, but he was worried that the reply would fall into the hands of the thieves, wouldn't it reveal the secret of heaven?

After the messenger was taken down, Yan Yunjing finished grooming under the service of the servants.

When freshening up, Yan Yunjing asked the housekeeper Yan Zhong to call.

After he finished freshening up, Yan Zhong arrived just in time.

"Listen, now my lord and I have a confidential matter for you to do. Don't leak the slightest wind on the way. If a third person hears it, bring it to him."

Yan Yunjing asked the servants to trim their nails while deliberately intimidating the old family.

Yan Zhong immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Master, if a slave dares to leak a word, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed."

"Good." Yan Yunjing said, "You immediately go to Yang Yufan's camp, inform him, dig the embankment, and flood the thief army with the water of the Yellow River, this is Guan Yunchang's plan to flood the Seventh Army."

Yan Zhong was shocked on the spot.

If the dam is lifted and flooded, the entire downstream will become a pan area, leaving a disaster for thousands of years.

"Go!" Yan Yunjing glared.

Yan Zhong had no choice but to retreat and be ordered to leave.

On the same day, Yan Zhong braved the wind and rain and rode into the camp of Yang Yufan, the general soldier of Shandong.

After listening to Yan Zhong's words, Yang Yufan was stunned: "Dig the Yellow River, flood Kaifeng!" This...... That's what I came up with after reading the books of the sages!"

"Mr. Yang, you just have to carry it out, you don't have to worry about other things."

Yan Zhong took out his "messenger" style and persecuted.

Yang Yufan snorted coldly and refused, "I will not carry out this order."

Yan Zhong looked disgusted: "General Yang, because of the lack of food and grass, you have plundered the people, and you have done all kinds of evil along the way, why are you pretending to be high at this time."

"The lack of food and grass is not the responsibility of the general, but the fault of the patrol."

Yang Yufan blushed and argued, "As for plundering the people, at most one generation will be harmed, and digging up the Yellow River will harm it for thousands of years. I resolutely refuse to follow this lack of virtue."

"You! Aren't you afraid that the messenger will pursue you?" Yan Zhong threatened.

"The big deal is to kill the head, I fought with my father all my life, and I went deep into the Santun camp alone, and I was not afraid of killing my head if I died!"

Yang Yufan was stern, "Go back and tell Lord Yan, and ask him to think about it carefully."

Yan Zhong saw that Yang Yufan was comparable to the stone of the latrine-smelly and hard, and found that the generals from Shandong were all ugly, so he had to give up the threat and walk away.

The consequences of digging the Yellow River embankment and flooding Kaifeng are the most experienced by the people from Shandong.

Therefore, Yang Yufan's move not only did not arouse the suspicion of his subordinates, suspecting that he was not loyal to the Ming Dynasty, but inspired the worship of his subordinates.

Yan Zhong returned Yang Yufan's refusal to Yan Yunjing.

Yan Yunjing was furious on the spot, pacing back and forth in the house for a while, and finally sighed helplessly.

The situation is stronger than people, if it was placed in the past, Yang Yufan's death crime could be avoided, and the living crime would be unforgivable.

"Let's go, go find Bu Congshan!"

Yan Yunjing saw that Yang Yufan was soft and hard, so he went to Bu Congshan, the chief military officer, to discuss the matter.

According to the officialdom custom of emphasizing literature over military force since the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Yunjing, as a patrolman, did not have to visit Bu Congshan in person, but only needed to send someone to invite him.

But now the situation is different, not to mention that the generals have soldiers in their hands, for the sake of their own future, in fact, Wenchen has to accommodate the generals. Even if it is said that the matter of digging the Yellow River can only be completed by relying on Bu Congshan.

So after Yan Yunjing changed his clothes, he took a sedan chair to visit Bu Congshan outside Fengqiu City under the heavy rain. Look at the book

Bu Congshan was also taken aback when he heard that the patrol according to the imperial history came to the door in person, and hurriedly went out of the camp to greet him.

In the heavy rain, the two did not have any extra greetings and went straight into the tent.

After sitting down, Yan Yunjing said, "General Bu, Lord Ben has a top-secret matter to discuss, so he came here in person to avoid mistakes."

Bu Congshan listened, waved his hand, and his cronies and generals retreated.

"I wonder what the Lord of the Desk commands?"

When they all went out, Bu Congshan asked respectfully.

Yan Yunjing said: "The thieves are powerful, and the fall of Kaifeng is only in the future. If they are captured by thieves, you and I will not be able to escape the crime of being trapped, and we will not be able to escape from prison, raids, and beheadings in the future."

"The last general also wants to rescue, but he has more than enough strength to do so." Bu Congshan was also very helpless.

After several battles in the Central Plains, there were no longer enough troops to compete with the peasant army.

If there is a way, he will not stay in Fengqiu, a place across the river from Kaifeng.

"There is only one plan at the moment, and once this plan comes out, it will definitely be able to eliminate most of the thieves and rescue the besieged Kaifeng at the same time."

Yan Yunjing had an unfathomable smile on his face.

Although Bu Congshan is a military general, he is coarse and fluent, and he has been in the officialdom for a long time, and he is very clear about the methods of civilian officials.

He deliberately pretended to be puzzled: "Lord Tai, I don't know if any strategy can play such a big role?"

"Dig the Yellow River embankment and flood the thieves!" Yan Yunjing said with a smile.

"Huh?" Bu Congshan was stunned for a moment, and then said in a panic: "The situation can't be so bad, right?"

"The situation is so dangerous that we can't think about it anymore, so you immediately sneak into Zhujiazhai on the south bank of the Yellow River with your soldiers and dig up the embankment there."

"Press the ...... of the Lord"

"General Bu, if you don't want to do it, naturally someone is willing to do it! At that time, don't blame Lord Ben for not remembering the old feelings and not excusing you in front of His Majesty."

"The last general, the last general...... Command."

Bu Congshan felt that his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he had to submit.

On June 25, the 11th year of Chongzhen, Bu Congshan led the Ming army to take a boat, quietly sneaked into the mouth of Zhujiazhai, and desperately dug the river embankment.

"Who!"

A loud shout came.

Then, more than 1,000 soldiers appeared in the mud under the rain.

When Bu Congshan saw this, he led the soldiers to throw away the digging tools in their hands and fled by boat.

But a large gap has been dug in the river embankment, and the flood water continues to pour in from the gap, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

There is nothing the army can do.

The surging waters of the Yellow River break into the world of lambs like beasts.

Ah~ah~ Yellow River, why are your tears red now? Why are you roaring and grieving now? With eternal grievances, he poured out his desolation day and night.