"Okay, eat!" Li Chixin couldn't sleep anymore, so he had to step out of the tent.

He crossed his waist with one hand and held a toothbrush painted with Liubizhi in the other, and pointed to the Chaoyang Road in Dongsheng, "It's about a time, is there a fight in the south?"

Wang Changshun of the old dock looked in the direction of his finger, the red sunlight shone directly on the ground, stabbing people's eyes, and he was thinking about how to answer the young master's question, but he heard Liu Tichun say leisurely, "Killing people on a sunny day, blood dries quickly!"

While the three of them were talking, outside the uninhabited village, the sound of the bells of several horses was heard from far and near. As the horses' hooves galloped into the village, they heard someone shouting, "Is the chief still alive?"

As Li Chixin and the three of them looked at each other in surprise, a dull thunder sounded in the distance, which could be regarded as answering the knight's question. Hearing the sound, Liu Erhu straightened up, stretched the big on his body, and put down the Nike running shoes on his feet, and a calm voice from Li Jiangye came from behind him, "Go ahead." ”

The sound of brisk running came from near to far, and after a while, the footsteps became far and near, and when they were approaching, the footsteps became a little heavier.

The old pier didn't raise his head and asked, "Which way?"

"Bang dang!" raised a lot of dust, and Li Chixin casually felt a piece of dirt, "Hey, it's the messenger of the imperial court to send letters!"

"You're not a picky eater", Li Chixin pointed to the extra dead horse on the ground, and said disgustedly, "The iron sand in here can't be cleaned, do you plan to swallow it directly?"

"I'm not a picky eater, I want to ...... when the swallows starved to death"

"Stop, the swallow is a pig, and it's not starved to death or drugged by you, you ...... for a pig"

"Old Uncle Wang, take care of his two tigers, let him turn over the court and what kind of moth has happened!" Li Chixin knows the details of everyone in the team, and among the rebels who dare to kill and set fires under his command, not all of them are poor and middle peasants, but only they know what it is.

"General...... Look, it's amazing!"

Li Chixin stretched out his hand to take a look, although he also used a yellow velvet cloth envelope, it was not from Chongzhen's edict, but a paper document from the Wenhua Hall of the Cabinet and the Ministry of War.

After only a few glances, Li Chixin couldn't help but scold, "This is a group of bastards who have mixed into their own people's bowls!

......

After Yang Tinglin arrived in the army, he knew more details than when he was in Beijing, and at the same time he was more disappointed and dissatisfied with the practices of the imperial court.

Lu Xiangsheng sat on the clay kang to deal with some official business, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yang Tinglin, who was not reluctant, and said, "Boxiang, do you understand? ”

Without waiting for Tinglin to speak, he continued: "I have led troops for many years and have experienced a hundred battles, but I have never encountered such a situation. You see, the soldiers below are already hungry to the bones, and they have to march and fight every day, and they have to run for tomorrow's meal. In fact, everyone understands that they are waiting for death, either from the blade or from hunger. ”

Lu Xiangsheng's tone of voice seemed to be talking to Yang Tinglin and the two, and there was not the slightest displeasure on his face, "The only reason why everyone has not scattered now is their desire to serve the country, and the imperial court not only does not know how to encourage morale, but uses various methods to break the morale of the army and frustrate the enthusiasm of the soldiers to serve the country." If this continues, I am afraid that some people will take risks, and as long as a group of men and horses clamoring to leave, the collapse of the whole army will only be a matter of time. ”

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking for Yang Tinglin's advice, "Boxiang, what do you think of this situation!"

Yang Tinglin jumped down from the upper kang and said with a burst of robe sleeves: "I'm also worried that the situation won't be able to support for long." When the two armies are facing each other, life and death are only a matter of breathing, but how can we make the officers and men fight on an empty stomach? In my opinion, there is only one way at present, that is, to move troops to the three prefectures of Shundefu, Guangping, and Daimyo in southern Jinan, raise grain and grass everywhere, temporarily recuperate the soldiers and horses, and wait for half a month to find the enemy for a decisive battle. Otherwise, if you are hungry and tired, you will inevitably be the enemy of the tiger and wolf, and you will inevitably be destroyed, what good will it do to the country?"

After hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he just grabbed a document casually, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Yang Tinglin continued: "Although the three prefectures of Jinan have also suffered from banditry and drought, they are not very broken, and the people's hearts have not been lost. If the army can be moved widely and smoothly, and the soldiers and people can be called, not only will there be no shortage of food and grass, but soldiers and horses will also gather everywhere. In the past, the Jin people went south, and the righteous people of Taihang Mountain rose up, formed a village to protect themselves, and confronted the Jin. Helplessly, the Southern Song Dynasty court decided to make peace, so that Wumu's Northern Expedition could not work, Taihang Mountain and the southern Hebei fathers and elders wept and despaired, and they were sincerely hated for the ages, and they were sad. Why not inherit Yue Shaobao's legacy, contact the fathers and elders of the three prefectures of Jinan, and jointly resist the captives? The people of the three prefectures in Jinan are not only to save the country but also to protect the family, and they will be able to respond to the wind and carry out the war as the precursor of the public. ”

Yang Tinglin's remarks are indeed the best military policy at present, but this point did not move Lu Xiangsheng's heart, but his impassioned words made Lu Xiangsheng deeply moved.

Lu Xiangsheng was silent for a while, sighed and said, "Boxiang, although your idea is the best policy, I really can't use it. I can only use the next strategy and send someone to Mianzhu to cry for Qin Ting. ”

Yang Tinglin knew that what Lu Xiangsheng said about Mianzhu, in fact, implied that Liu Yuliang was from Mianzhu, Sichuan. The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were accustomed to not calling the ministers of the cabinet auxiliary ministers by their names, but only their places of origin. The so-called crying of the Qin court is an allusion, which says that the capital of Chu was broken by Wu, and Shen Baoxu went to Qin to ask for help, crying for seven days and seven nights, so he asked for help.

"If it's the best policy, why don't you use it?" Yang Tinglin actually knew why, but he still asked without giving up.

"Don't you understand?" Lu Xiangsheng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, he stood up from the earthen kang, paced back and forth with his head down on the side of the earthen kang, and then continued: "In the past month, the cardinal and the power traitor have deceived the lord, neglected, exposed and attacked me, looked around at the Chinese and foreign people's feelings, ambushed the crisis, and blamed each other, and the younger brother waited for the sinful body, temporarily commanded the military affairs, and often did not know when to arrest, if the division was moved to Guang and Shun, then the imperial court would be punished with the crime of fear and cowardice, and within a few days, there would be a cavalry coming, instead of dying in the West City, why die on the battlefield?"

What Lu Xiangsheng said about revealing is only revealing the post, and it is also a form of the script. When he said that the Chinese and foreign people were in the middle of the court, he was referring to the turbulent feelings between the DPRK and the DPRK, and in fact he was referring to Yang Sichang's embarrassment and arrogance with the DPRK and the outside of the DPRK.

(End of chapter)