When Hong Chengchou decided to drive from Zezhou City and go to Fushan.

Sun Chuanting, who was far away in Taiyuan, was also in trouble.

Taiyuan City, Fudao Yamen.

"These military books," snapped, Sun Chuanting still had the thick account book on the table, stretched out his hand and pointed to the Shanxi Metropolitan Division on the edge of the threshold, and his tone was full of anger: "At a glance, it is all hidden, concealed, shortage, and empty salary!" 12,000 people, full of 3,000 people? ”

"The court's kindness, Li Min's fat cream, in exchange for your brains and intestines? If it weren't for the sake of Lord Toji's face, I would have cut you today! Sun Chuanting changed his voice as he spoke, and turned his head to look at the Shanxi Dusi: "Commander Liu, you said, yes?" ”

Fang Cai Sun Chuanting's words seemed to be talking to the experience of the division, but in fact, he almost pointed his nose and scolded the division himself.

Everyone here can hear it,

After all, a person who has experienced from the six products of the Yamen, Sun Chuanting scolded, and it is okay to do it.

Commander Liu is also a smart person, since Sun Chuanting has given himself steps, then go down the slope and get off the donkey.

"What Sun Qincha said is," Liu Jing nodded solemnly, and then looked at the subordinates of the Experience Division who carried the black pot for him: "Don't do anything else in the past few days, within three days, I will make up for most of the soldiers I owe, otherwise I will ask!" ”

"Get out of here!"

"The little one confesses, the little one retires!"

As if granted amnesty, the subordinates of the experience bowed down and retreated.

There was a creak, and the door slammed shut.

Inside the house, the fire in the copper furnace emitted bursts of warmth, and Sun Chuanting, who was the Qin Mission, turned around and looked at everyone.

Gao Dezhi, the governor of Shanxi, sat in the top position, just serving tea and drinking water, and never spoke.

Liu Jing, the commander of Shanxi and the chief soldier of Taiyuan, looked at Sun Chuanting, and then at Gao Dezhi, quietly smashed his tongue, and did not speak.

The prefect Xu Kuangyi, the soldier prepared Li Yijiang, and the envoy Wen Zhaohua sat down, looked at each other, bowed his head and drank tea.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Sun Chuanting slowly walked to the side of Governor Gao Dezhi with his hands behind his back: "The will of the imperial court has been very clear, within three days, what do you think of going south, rescuing Pingyang Mansion, and pacifying the rebellious people?" ”

Smack

The teacup was put down, and Gao Dezhi, as the governor, raised his head and looked at Sun Chuanting: "Lord Sun is a messenger, and it is the right thing to come to Taiyuan Mansion to transfer troops and send generals, and we should also cooperate with one or two, but you have been in office in Puzhou for a year, and you should also understand the actual situation. ”

Sun Chuanting sat down with his body down, beside Gao Dezhi, and quietly listened to the governor pour bitter water.

"Now, less than three months after the end of the war in Liaodong, the trade with Horqin and Liaodong has just begun, and Taiyuan Mansion is only a little breather. Now we have to mobilize troops again, whether it is in the yamen, or among the people, or among those soldiers, there is always dissatisfaction. ”

Turning his head to look at Sun Chuanting, Governor Gao Dezhi looked helpless: "What do you say?" ”

"Lord Gao, the official knows all these things you said, but there is one thing, I think you forgot," Sun Chuanting showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "I heard that last night, the head of the Fan family, the head of the eight families in Shanxi, Fan Zhong went into your house for a trip?" ”

Well?

Gao Dezhi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled without laughing: "Master Sun, there are some things that you better not know." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became cold.

The bodies of several adults involuntarily moved away from the two of them.

Who is Fan Zhongjin?

Others may not know, but Sun Chuanting, who has dealt with Fan Zhongjin for a year in Puzhou, is very clear.

The so-called Eight Masters are just the white gloves of Qi Guogong.

In just the second year of the Apocalypse, in half a year, the silver that flowed into the mansion of Qi in the northern provinces was five million taels at best, and the confidence of the battle of Liaodong was that Wang Qi was able to continuously mobilize funds and manpower from the commercial banks of the provinces, and raised the fighting spirit and combat effectiveness of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses to the highest - the battle of Liaodong was just a show for Wang Qi to turn his hands into the clouds.

"You guys go down first," Gao Dezhi waved his hand, and several soldiers in the hall, the general soldiers, and the envoys all bowed and retreated in a panic.

After a while, only Sun Chuanting and Gao Dezhi were left in the house.

"Lack of money, lack of people, lack of time," Sun Chuanting said: "Can I go and meet this Fan family?" ”

"The silver, manpower, and intelligence of the eight families, without the approval of Qi Guogong, no one can move a penny," Gao Dezhi shook his head.

"I just went to discuss one or two," Sun Chuanting's gaze did not leave Gao Dezhi.

"The old man is also kind, persuade you," Gao Dezhi was silent for a long time, and finally said: "If you really want to ask the eight families for help, it is better to go directly to Qi Guogong, he said a word." ”

"If you say the imperial court, you might as well be the Duke of Qi who is far away in Zhucheng?" The green tendons on Sun Chuanting's forehead were jumping violently.

"That's the case," Gao Dezhi said helplessly: "Do you think that the shortage of soldiers in Taiyuan Mansion is what we are willing?" Without the support of Qi Guogong, now even 3,000 people can't be gathered! Years of famine and war, and countless poverty and tax increases, have drained every drop of oil and water out of the people."

"The situation is urgent, it's too late to find Qi Guogong!" Sun Chuanting pressed his palm on the table, making the table squeak: "There is no other way?" ”

"This is the easiest way, otherwise even if you find Fan Zhongjin, he will have to ask Qi Guogong first" Gao Dezhi shrugged: "And judging from the current relationship between the imperial court and Qi Guogong, there is a high probability that Fan Zhongjin will not see you." ”

Hearing Gao Dezhi's words, Sun Chuanting raised his head speechlessly - unbelievable, the prestige of the imperial court has been ruined to this point?

"According to the plan, Hong Chengchou should have already rounded with Yuan Chonghuan and started to march towards Fushan, if I can't lead the army to Yueyang County within ten days, then everything will be over!"

"As you said, if Lord Hong can lead more than 10,000 people to coerce Pingyang Mansion, then Lord Sun can lead more than 3,000 soldiers and horses against 30,000 rabble, and it can't be said that there is no chance of winning, right?"

Gao Dezhi didn't want to offend Sun Chuanting, but he still couldn't afford to provoke Qi Guogong, so he could only support the current three thousand people immediately.

After sitting for a long time, Sun Chuanting said: "Then trouble Lord Gao, three days later, three thousand people will be pulled, Yueyang County, if Lord Hong's side goes well, it can be regarded as an explanation." ”

At the end, there was only a sigh left in the room.

(End of chapter)